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   Author's Note: The Gold Club is the first book of the Gold Club Series.
Book One deals with discovery of sex by two boys, Tom and Carl, who by the
time they reach high school, have been recruited into the bisexual,
anything goes, Gold Club.



   THE GOLD CLUB By Art Martin

   CHAPTER 5 SUMMER IN THE ROCKIES (mm, mast, anal)



   Summer break was over and Tom had mixed feeling about returning to
Rockford.  He genuinely loved the mountains, even though he never did find
anyone to pal around with.  He really didn't mind, but he wished Carl that
was there with him.

   The weekend side trips were great with the grand scenery constantly
changing.  He had fun exploring the abandoned mining towns and tried to
imagine what it was like to be a gold miner a hundred years ago.  The
whitewater raft trip down the Arkansas River was a hoot!  His mom was
terrified, but he and his dad loved it, the rougher the better!

   During the week he would take short hikes almost every day, exploring
the forest surrounding the cabin.  He found some great spots that he
returned to often, like the cascade along Fern Creek and the rocky overlook
with it's commanding view of the Evans Creek Canyon.  On most hikes he
would find a secluded spot, strip naked and either jack off or fist fuck
himself.  He would clean himself up by licking all his cum off his hand. 
Sometimes after whacking off, he would walk around nude for a while.

   One day he found a small clearing with flat outcropping of granite.  He
sat down for a rest, taking in the beauty of his surroundings.  It reminded
him of when he fingered fucked Carl out in the grass.  He stripped, and
lying on the rock for all the world to see, he tucked his knees to his
chest.  He finger fucked himself with his left hand while fist fucking his
dick with the right.

   Suddenly, a lone backpacker appeared from seemingly nowhere, "Oh, excuse
me, dude!!!" and quickly disappeared again into the woods.  Startled and
embarrassed, Tom quickly dressed and headed off in the opposite direction.
He was unsure how long the backpacker had been watching him.

   His encounter with the backpacker haunted him.  On the one hand he
wished the backpacker had taken advantage of the situation and sodomized
him, right then and there.  On the other hand he was embarrassed and feared
that somehow his parents would find out what he was doing in the woods.  He
couldn't imagine having to face them with the ugly truth of his forbidden
lust.  Still, he daydreamed that the backpacker would meet him again in the
woods, where they would suck dicks and butt fuck.

   But now, returning to Rockford, he looked forward to starting high
school next Wednesday.  Not school its self, but all the activities
surrounding school.  Even though he missed tryouts earlier in the summer,
the Rockford High football coach knew of him and had placed him on the
freshman roster.  He had to somehow get ready for football season; he'd
missed all the August practices.  And Carl!  He really missed his friend,
and the all the things they did together.  His parents let him place a long
distance call to Carl so he could tell him that they expected to be home
Friday morning.

   "Have you been getting any?" asked Carl.

   "No.  Nothing at all."

   "Hey, I fucked a girl!"

   "You're kidding!"

   "No!  A couple of times.  I'll tell you about it when you get home.  I'm
sure you can fuck her too!"

   Tom was excited with the prospect of actually feeling up a naked girl
and fucking her.

   "You really think so?"

   "I know so," added Carl confidently.

   They quickly made plans for Tom to spend the entire weekend at Carl's.
Tom and his mom had done all the back to school shopping in Denver before
they left, and he'd go with Carl to Saturday football practice so that
wasn't a problem.  He was free.

   Laura frowned.  "The entire weekend?  Well, you really haven't seen him
all summer, so if it's all right with his dad, it's all right with your dad
and me.  But you can't go until we are settled in.  No doubt there will be
lots of chores to do.  Understand?"

   Upon arriving home, he helped unpack and get things organized.  The
neighbors had kept a close watch on the house so it was in good order. 
Mrs. Cherry, their next-door neighbor had come over the day before and had
aired out the stuffy house that was shut up for the entire summer.  Sam's
company had hired a lawn service for the summer and the grass was freshly
cut.  Other than grocery shopping there wasn't all that much to do, so Tom
packed the things he needed for the weekend, and on the way to Foodmart,
Laura dropped him off.  Bob was outside and he and Laura had a nice chat.
He assured her that Tom would be no trouble.  Bob complimented Tom, telling
Laura what a fine young man he was, and that he was so glad that Carl had
such a high quality friend, that Tom was always welcome.

   The boys ran upstairs.  Tom dug into his bag and found his swim trunks.
They ran for the cabana to change.  Carl noticed that Tom had grown
considerably were it mattered.  He exaggerated, "Tom, your dick's twice as
big as it was!"

   Tom knew he wasn't that big, but he was pleased with the compliment. 
"Thanks.  But look at your sausage!" They both broke out in laughter.

   Tom noticed that Carl, though tanned, didn't have a tan line.  He
explained, "I've been skinny dipping a lot when nobody's here."

   They ran and dove into the pool.  They were in hysterics when after the
dive, Carl's trunks floated to the surface.  Carl put his swimsuit back on
and securely tied it.  They spent the rest of the afternoon in horseplay
and just floating around.  They got out and were lounging around the pool
when Tom noticed that Carl was wearing a gold ankle bracelet.  He really
liked the look of the bracelet and told Carl how much he liked it.

   "It's really cool, Carl".

   "Yeah.  All the girls like it.  "

   "I like it too!"

   "If you want one, you can get one this weekend."

   "How much do they cost?"

   "Don't worry about that, it will be a gift".

   "Can I see it?"

   "Sure." Carl propped his leg in Tom's lap so he could study the simple
gold chain.

   After a while the talk turned to sex.  In a low voice Tom told Carl
about the backpacker and his daydream.  Carl smiled, "Don't worry, Tom,
you're going to get a real ass fucking tonight.  I promise it!" Just the
thought it made Tom's dick get hard.

   Just then Carl's dad came out.  "Carl!  Can I see you a moment?"

   Bob talked to Carl in private for a moment, and then Bob sat down,
joining the conversation.  Bob seemed to be in a rare mood.  He chatted
about how much he looked forward to the upcoming football season and how
much he would enjoy seeing them play.  He wasn't a big fan of soccer, but
real football!  He seemed genuinely interested.  He briefly reminisced
about his football days at State U.  After a half hour or so he excused
himself and he headed for the club.

   As Bob drove away, Carl turned to Tom and said, "What are we waiting
for? Let's get naked!" They stripped and dove again into the pool and swam
underwater to the shallow end.  "Come sit on the edge of the pool so I can
see how big your dick's gotten!"

   Tom did as he was asked and Carl swam up between his legs.  Carl was
just inches from his prick.  Carl gently fondled him.  Tom became erect. 
"Nice!  About five, maybe six inches!" uttered Carl.  "I've really missed
sucking this dick.  You know its really has grown a lot.  Here let me taste
it!"

   The feel of Carl's mouth surrounding just the head of his dick was
heavenly.  He hadn't been sucked off in months and he was enjoying it like
a fresh experience.  Carl mouthed it for several minutes until Tom began to
moan.  He took in all of Tom's swollen member and bobbed his head up and
down.  Carl tasted the pre-cum and knew Tom was about to explode.  He
pulled off.  "Not yet, Tom.  We have long way to go tonight."

   "Screw that!"

   "No, not yet." Carl swam off leaving Tom with a throbbing hard on.

   "Shit!  You fucking prick tease!"

   Tom dove in after Carl and chased him around the pool.  He cornered him
in the shallow end, but by that time his erection was gone.  Pressing him
against the side of the pool, Tom gently tweaked Carl's nipple.  The nipple
sprang erect.  Tom then tweaked the other nipple to the same effect.  Tom
then rolled the first nipple between his fingers and began suckling the
other.  After a few minutes of this, Carl's nipples became sore and he
lapsed into a state of pleasure and soft pain.  He finally cried out,
"Stop, Tom, stop!" Tom stopped.  "Jesus Tom, where'd you learn that?" His
nipples were inflamed and throbbing.  He sank into the water to cool them
down.

   It was almost 8 o'clock.  "Come on, Tom.  I've got something to show
you. I know you'll really like it."

   They exited the pool and dripping wet they went up to Carl's room. 
Climbing the stairs, Tom's dick became erect with anticipation.  At the top
of the stairs, Carl paused and gently squeezed Tom's penis.  "Do I have a
treat for you!" Then he turned and made his way to the bath with Tom
following close behind.  Directing Tom to the low padded bench opposite the
sink area Carl commanded, "Sit here for a minute."

   Tom watched as Carl disappeared into the closet and gathered up some
things including plastic bottles and a plastic pitcher.  He poured some
liquid from one of the bottles into the pitcher.  He ran the water for a
moment, adjusted the temperature, and filled the pitcher with warm water.
He went back into the closet and brought out an enema kit, hanging the
bladder from a hook above Tom's head.  He clipped the hose and added the
warm, soapy water to the bladder.  He placed the now empty pitcher on the
vanity.  Opening a tube of KY, he slicked up the tip of the probe.

   "Lie face down.  That's right, get comfortable."

   "What are you doing?"

   "Just lie down and relax.  Trust me.  You're really going to like this."

   Tom trusted Carl completely.  He got comfortable, cleared his mind, and
was ready for a new pleasure.

   Carl gently inserted the enema probe into Tom's anus.  Teasingly he
slowly pulled the probe in and out for a minute.  Tom liked that.  Then
with the probe buried deeply as possible, Carl released the clip and the
warm water rushed into Tom's gut.

   As always when it came to things like this, Carl was right!  Tom enjoyed
the new sensation of the warm water entering his bowls, but he soon began
to feel bloated, and somewhat uncomfortable.  Soon he wasn't sure how much
he liked it.

   "Carl!  I can't take anymore!"

   "Just hold it back!"

   "I can't!  I can't hold anymore!  Jesus, I got to shit!"

   "Hold on!  Hold it back!" Carl replaced the clip and the flow stopped.
"Okay, now hold it back!" Carl removed the probe, some liquid escaped. 
"Squeeze your butt and hold it!" With the probe removed, he helped Tom up
and to the toilet.  "Hold it for a few more seconds!"

   "I can't!!"

   Just as Tom squatted on the john, his bowels emptied in a torrent, bring
with it a large quantity of fecal matter.

   "Damn, Carl!  What's this all about?"

   "We're cleaning the shit out.  Look at how much shit you had up your
ass!" Tom looked at the brown mess filling the toilet bowl.  "Okay?"

   "Okay."

   Carl handed Tom some tissue, "Here clean up some." Tom cleaned up and
flushed the toilet.  Now lie down again."

   "Again!"

   "Yes.  We have to do this three times to clean you out properly."

   "Three times!"

   "Yes.  Now shut up and lie down." Carl prepared the second enema just
like the first.  He released the clip and the warm soapy liquid flooded
Tom's bowels again.  Again it was pleasurable at first, but as the water
continued to rush in, the discomfort began again.

   "Carl!  I can't take anymore!"

   "Just hold it back!"

   "I can't!  I got to shit!  Fuck!  Stop!  I can't hold anymore!"

   Carl replaced the clip and led Tom to the toilet, reaching it just as
his sphincter gave way, releasing the flood.  This time the water wasn't
nearly so dirty.  Just a few stray turds floating around.

   The third enema Carl prepared a little differently pouring a different
liquid into the pitcher before adding the warm water.  Tom savored the feel
of the liquid pouring into his rectum and it wasn't quite as uncomfortable
this time as the flow stopped before he felt bloated.  He had no trouble
walking to the toilet.  He sat and discharged his bowels.  This time the
enema liquid returned clean.

   "See, now you're not full of shit!" quipped Carl.  "Come on, let's get
you in the shower and cleaned up good."

   In the shower, Carl soaped his friend down with shampoo like he always
did.  He enjoyed the slippery feel of Tom's bare skin as he thoroughly
cleaned him.  After rinsing off, Carl said, "My turn!" Without toweling
off, he walked back to the vanity section and carefully washed the enema
probe.  Then he prepared the liquid for his first of three enemas.  He lay
face down on the padded bench, just as he had previously instructed Tom.

   "Okay, Tom.  Put some KY on the probe and stick it in.  Yeah, push it
all the way in.  Now release the clip." Carl felt the now familiar rush of
the warm liquid.

   After finishing his third flushing, Carl and Tom returned to the shower.
They toweled off and Carl cleaned and put away the all the equipment and
supplies except for the KY.

   "Tom, lie down."

   "Not another flush job?" Tom asked with alarm.

   "No, just lie down."

   Tom thought that Carl was finally going to fuck him then and there.  His
prick rose to attention at the thought.  He turned and lay face down on the
bench, arched his back, and spread his legs.  Carl added some KY to his
finger and began to massage the offered anus, slowly working his finger
deeper and deeper into Tom's ass.  He worked his finger round and round, in
and out, stretching and relaxing the annular ring, preparing it for a
meatier invader.  Tom had wanted this for months and a dreamy feeling
overtook him.  Carl stopped, removed his finger and inserted the tip of a
torpedo shaped vibrator up Tom's anal canal.  Bzzzzzzzzzzz!

   "Oh, Jesus Christ, Carl!"

   Carl maneuvered the buzzing vibrator around and around, in and out.  The
vibrating motion not only felt great, but it thoroughly relaxed Tom's
sphincter.  Carl treated Tom to nearly ten minutes of vibrator action
before he pulled it out and turned it off.  He then inserted the tip of the
tube of KY into Tom's relaxed rectum and squeezed off nearly half a tube
into Tom's gully.

   "My turn."

   Tom wanted more of the vibrator, but reluctantly acceded to Carl's
demand.  They switched places.  Tom squeezed a generous portion KY and
applied it to Carl's butt hole, greasing it up good.  Tom thought back to
the day in the grass and how red and swollen Carl's anus had become.  He
lustfully reflected that it would be swollen again soon, and so would his.
He finger fucked Carl for several minutes, probing deep, before inserting
the vibrator.  In spite of his enjoyment of the moment, Carl interrupted,
"That's good for now.  Squeeze some KY up my ass." Reluctantly Tom complied
with the request.  He smelled his finger.  It didn't stink of shit at all.

   "Come on Tom, let's go to my bed."

   It was now nearly 9 o'clock.  The two teenagers sprawled naked on the
bed, ready for a night of hardcore homosexual action.  Tom noticed that
Carl still had a larger dick than he did.

   "Suck my dick, Tom!  Then you're going to get a real ass fucking you'll
never forget!"

   Tom sucked for a minute, bringing Carl's dick to the ready.  Carl then
maneuvered Tom to the edge of the bed with his legs hanging off.  Carl
placed a pillow under Tom's abdomen, hiking his butt into the air.  Carl
greased his dick with KY and firmly grasped Tom hips with both hands.  He
aimed his swollen cock and penetrated the well-prepared rectum.  Tom was
stretched and lubricated enough that there was little resistance.  The
sodomy began.  Slowly and steadily, Carl penetrated Tom's willing ass.

   "You like that, Tom?"

   "Yessss!!  Oh, yesss!!!"

   "You want more?"

   "Yes!"

   Carl sank the rest of his hard rod as deep as he could.





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