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Sexual Perversions - 4
by Strangesub (strangesub@yahoo.com)

***

After 14 year old Greg was forced to suck Peter's cock, 
Peter's younger brother Jimmy entices both Greg and 
another friend to join Peter's X Club Sex Club. (Mmb, 
ped, nc, exh, orgy, spank)

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PART 4

I was still 14 years old in 1968. After several years 
of solitary masturbation to extreme pornographic 
fantasies, I had been the subject of some real sexual 
games that summer. I had sucked off my 16 year old 
brother and his friends and, at the end of the summer, 
I had just been forced, naked, on my knees, to give a 
blow job to my 19 year old neighbor, Peter, while his 
naked 19 year old girlfriend orgasmed rubbing herself 
on my naked body... 

About two weeks later, I was playing at Jimmy's house, 
Peter's younger brother, along with another friend of 
mine, Brian. As had often happened the whole summer 
since that night in the tent with where I sucked off my 
brother Mark and his friend Tim while Jimmy tried to 
fuck my ass, Jimmy slyly asked when Brian wasn't 
listening "if I wanted to fool around or something."

Usually, I just ignored the question and continued to 
play the board game we were playing. This had been an 
on again off again pattern for us since that time. As I 
said before, Jimmy was a little weird. He never got got 
mad or persisted when I ignored him, but he never 
stopped asking either.

But this time I remembered what his brother Peter had 
told me and I blurted out "Did you tell your brother I 
sucked your cock?"

Brian looked at me in interested amazement.

Jimmy immediately blushed and looked away. "No, no, I 
didn't say anything to him." he mumbled, obviously 
lying.

"Well, I didn't suck your cock, you know. So you lied." 
I retorted, ignoring his reply, and really not thinking 
about Brian being there.

"Who said that I said that?" Jimmy wanted to know.

"Your brother," I replied.

"Fuckshit," he replied. "Why would my brother tell you 
that?"

"Why don't you ask him?" I said, getting angry now, 
with Jimmy's denials; with Peter's humiliation of me. I 
didn't care who was listening to this conversation.

"Fuckshit," he came back at me, getting angry himself 
now. "I will."

He jumped up and ran downstairs, out into the back yard 
where Peter was sitting. Brian and I followed him.

"What did you say to Greg?" Jimmy demanded immediately 
when he saw his brother.

"About what?" said Peter bemusedly, looking at the two 
of us.

"You know, about..." Jimmy hesitated, suddenly wary of 
saying too much, "sex."

"You mean how much you like sucking dick," Peter 
replied coolly.

Again, Jimmy blushed and looked embarrassed, but I was 
vengefully amused. I wasn't the only the only one to be 
used as a boy whore, getting fucked in my mouth. My 
dick tingled as I imagined Jimmy giving his brother a 
blow job. I only half-wondered what Brian thought of 
all this.

"We've got an exclusive club here, you know," said 
Peter, "Brian, do you want to join the club?"

"Wh-what kind of club?" Brian stammered, taken aback by 
this sudden sexual turn directed at him.

 Brian was another childhood friend of mine, a year 
younger than me. Tim was his older brother. He was a 
smart kid, but a little babyish (which is why he was 
playing with Jimmy and me.)

"We take off our clothes, run around naked and play 
with each other," said Peter. "It's called the 'X-
Club'."

"I-I-I don't know. I guess," replied Brian.

And he really didn't know. I was looking at Peter in 
amazement. Was he just making all of this up? Or did he 
really have a club of boys that ran around naked like I 
did?

"OK. Since, we have a new member, we need an 
initiation. So, take off your clothes." Peter smiled, 
staring at Jimmy.

In spite of everything, I was shocked. Although Jimmy 
and Peter's parents weren't home and the large backyard 
was fenced off from view, this seemed outrageous on 
Peter's part. However, I guess that Jimmy didn't think 
so - without a word, but with a hesitant half smile, he 
began to undress. Brian watched with increasing 
fascination. I watched in silent disbelief, but my cock 
began to stiffen in my pants as he stripped down.

"You too, Moran," said Peter to me, as Jimmy pulled off 
his underwear, letting his naked hard on spring loose, 
his thin, hard penis jutting out in front of him.

My chest tightened and I'm sure I had "a deer in the 
headlights" look on my face. My rigid cock was pulsing 
in my pants and my sphincter was tightening and 
loosening with anticipation, but I was frozen, not 
wanting to give in to this freaky exhibitionism.

"Help him," said Peter to Jimmy.

Totally naked now, Jimmy walked over to me and as Brian 
looked on, he started unbuttoning my shirt, his stiff 
member poking my hard tool through the outside of my 
pants. My mouth fell open and I started breathing 
harder as I let him disrobe me.

"I can do it," I finally said, as Jimmy started pulling 
down my zipper.

Even though I was scared, I did it.

This is who I was.

I got naked in public and did perverse sexual things. 
Again, even though I still thought Peter was scary 
bully, or maybe because of that, I took off the rest of 
my clothes until Jimmy and I were both naked with our 
rigid dicks bobbing in the sunlight.

"OK, now your turn Brian," said Peter, looking at Brian 
expectantly.

"Uhh," he said, unsure of himself.

He looked at Jimmy and my naked bodies with our hard 
cocks and decided. He shrugged and stripped off his 
clothes.

His cock was also hard by the time he got his underwear 
off. He wasn't quite as hairy as his brother Tim, but 
he still had a short, very thick penis that looked like 
a little log sticking out of his thick brownish pubic 
hairs.

"Now," began Peter, "Because Jimmy and Greg have 
violated X-Club rules and ran around naked without X-
Club supervision, they have to be punished. So, I want 
all three of you to line up - Greg first, then Brian, 
then Jimmy."

We did as we were told, but now I knew that Peter had 
to be making all of this up! X-Club rules! Right. At 
least I think he was making it up.

"Brian, put your hands tightly around Greg's waist and 
don't let go. Jimmy, you do the same thing to Brian."

Brian pulled himself to my backside, his naked flesh 
pressing against me, his fat boy cock spearing into my 
ass, the hard tip pressing above my anus. Jimmy did the 
same to Brian and I could feel the hot naked sandwich 
the three of us made. 

"Brian and Jimmy. Both of you try to handle Greg's 
penis while I go inside for a minute. Otherwise, nobody 
move from this position." Peter left.

Brian moved his hands down to fondle my cock, squeezing 
and kneading it. Jimmy tried to reach his hands around 
also, tugging at my genitals. We were a squirming mass 
of naked teenaged flesh, a fifteen year old; a fourteen 
year old and a thirteen year old; cock and balls lodged 
in the cracks of each others asses, rubbing against 
each other with sexual glee. I moved my ass against the 
hard, protruding cock invading it and squeezed my 
asscheeks, massaging it as Brian and Jimmy massaged me. 
We were all giving out little giggles and groans and 
grunts. This was fun!

Peter came back outside and watched us, appreciating 
the erotic sight.

"All right, enough," he commanded. "Look at me.

He had a ping pong paddle in his hand.

"It's time to initiate our newest member and punish our 
two members who like to expose themselves to innocent 
people who are not members. We are going to play tag. 
When I catch you, you will receive five whacks with the 
paddle. Now run."

He started walking towards us and we all let go and 
bolted, giggling and screaming like a bunch of girls as 
he tried to catch us. We ran this way and that in the 
large yard, our hot, hard cocks leading the way, and 
Peter seemed to having as much fun as the rest of us. 
He would put on a burst of speed and his 19 year legs 
would overcome one of us, but instead of catching the 
boy, Peter would smack him on the ass with his hand or 
make a grab for a cock and we would run away again. 
Finally, he caught me half way in the middle of the 
yard, grabbing me from the back.

"I've got you homo," said Peter triumphantly, sending a 
thrill of fear through me as he encircled my ass with 
his hands and grasping my prick and balls, he pulled 
them and lifted my squirming naked body up in the air, 
letting most of the weight rest on my genitals

"AHHhh, FUCK!" I yelled out. "STOP! Please. That 
Hurts!"

"All right," he said, easing me back to the ground, 
"but now you have to take your punishment for being 
such a pervert faggot."

I was panting from running around and at the thought of 
whatever he had in mind, my organ achingly hard, and I 
was suddenly scared all over again. I was trembling as 
he led me over to a tree.

"Put your hands above you on the trunk, put your feet 
back, spread apart."

I assumed "the position" that he told me to and just 
leaned there against the tree, supporting my weight on 
my hands and arms. He snaked his left hand around my 
waist and cupped my testicles again along with the base 
of my boner.

Then, SMACK! One asscheek lit on fire as he hit me hard 
with a ping pong paddle.

"AAHHHFUCKSHIT!" I screamed, jerking up.

"No, no," he commanded in my ear, squeezing my ballsack 
hard, "Take your punishment like a man. Gotta teach you 
to do what's right..."

"Oooohhh, please, noo," I pleaded, my knees giving out 
in pain as he crushed my tender nuts.

"I won't move. I promise. Pleese..." I begged.

His hand eased up on my aching balls and he said, "Now 
stick your butt out."

I complied and arched my back to further expose my 
naked ass to his cruel blows. 

SMACK! He whacked me on the other asscheek. I flinched, 
but this time I also moaned, feeling a heat in my 
crotch that was new and exciting. The burning feeling 
from my abused balls radiated upwards into my hard cock 
and the fire in my ass had me trembling with base lust. 
I didn't understand it at all. A little more than a 
week ago, I had cried over being Peter's degraded sex 
toy and now, here I was practically asking him to hit 
me. 

SMACK! "Uhhaahhh," I cried out as Peter hit the soft 
inner flesh of my naked thigh.

SMACK! "Ahhhhh," I yelled as he hit the other side.

My whole body was quivering now. I could not fucking 
believe this! I was totally turned on by this in a way 
that went far beyond any of my adolescent pornographic 
fantasies. 

Peter ran his hand over my burning ass and thighs, 
rubbing my young reddened flesh, stroking my asscrack, 
touching my asshole.

Then, SMACK! One more paddle landed square on my ass, 
overlapping all other four swats.

"If you're a good boy," he whispered in my ear, 
caressing my burning ass, "I'll let you suck my cock 
again."

"Okay, Jimmy," said Peter. "Stand next to Greg, asses 
together."

 I turned my head, and there were Jimmy and Brian, just 
watching this spectacle. Both of their cocks were still 
hard. Jimmy walked over next to me assumed the same 
position I was in, our naked flesh touching with our 
asses cheek to cheek.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Peter laid five 
strokes on to Jimmy's naked ass. Jimmy moaned with each 
one, pushing his ass out farther to greet the paddle, 
wriggling next to me with boyish passion.

"Okay, now. Greg, lie down on the ground. Jimmy, get on 
top of him in a sixty-nine. Brian, against the tree."

He maneuvered all three of us into the positions he 
wanted. Jimmy was on top of me and his warm mouth 
immediately engulfed my throbbing hard on. It felt 
incredible. The wetness. The softness. He sucked my 
cock in and it was everything I ever imagined a blow 
job to be - I could feel Ellen's mouth on my cock. I 
could feel the wet insides of her cunt surrounding my 
fevered shaft. I groaned with passionate glee and 
arched my hips to have him take every inch of my cock 
that he could handle. 

Jimmy's hard cock rubbed against my face as Brian 
straddled us both. He seemed totally mesmerized by this 
whole illicit scene. He let Peter put him into spanking 
position, his naked ass about three feet in front of 
me. His puckered anus was clearly visible as his legs 
spread out and opened his asscheeks. His thick dick was 
gooey with pre-cum.

Peter landed the paddle on his ass.

"AHHHH!" cried out Brian as the first blow struck.

I could see the red mark appear right away. I opened my 
mouth to take Jimmy's thin cock. He was lustily eating 
my tool and I was so turned on.

"AAHH, NOO!" screamed Brian as the second stroke was 
applied.

He suddenly turned and sat down all at once on Jimmy's 
ass, trying to get away from Peter's brutal blows. 
Jimmy's cock was literally driven into my throat. I 
choked under the weight of Brian's body mashing Jimmy's 
crotch into my face and I frantically tried to push 
them off. But Brian rolled off immediately and got up 
and started running to the patio where his clothes 
were. 

"I don' wanna do this," he cried. "I don't wanna be in 
your stupid club."

Peter ran after him and easily caught and grabbed him. 
"It's too late, cocksucker. You're in. Now you have to 
take more punishment."

He grabbed him tightly and started rapidly paddling 
Brian's ass, eliciting screams of pain from his victim. 
Jimmy and I stopped our cocksucking and watched in 
fascination. I was looking over Jimmy's own reddened 
ass, his cock pressed against my chin as Jimmy lifted 
his head up from between my legs.

Peter stopped spanking Brian, as the boy started crying 
real tears of pain and humiliation. Then he unzipped 
his pants and letting them fall, he brought out his own 
hard, thin prick, forcing Brian to his knees and 
placing his rigid manhood right in the boy's sobbing 
mouth. 

"Suck me good, and you can go." demanded Peter of the 
naked boy. 

He grabbed Brian's head and began fucking his soft 
mouth. Other than continuing to cry, and gag as Peter's 
dick hit his throat, Brian didn't seem to resist this 
mouth rape. I watched in stunned disbelief. On one 
hand, seeing this naked 13 year old sucking this man, 
with his pants around his knees and only his underwear 
pulled down to give Brian's virgin mouth access to his 
ravaging tool, made me harder and more horny. 

On the other hand, the fact that Peter had just 
recently raped me and in spite of the fact that it made 
me hard and horny, I didn't like it at all. I thought 
that he was crazy. In his own way, he was weirder than 
Jimmy. It made me lose whatever passion I had in that 
moment. I didn't know what the hell was going on.

But Jimmy's naked body was still on top of me and our 
hard penis's still twitched in excitement. My carnal 
lust was still turned on.

"You suck at cocksucking," said Peter disgustedly, 
after about a minute of abusing the naked boy's mouth.

He pulled his cock from between Brian's sobbing lips 
and said, "Fuck it. Go on get out here."

Brian got up still crying and said, "I hate you. I 
don't want to be in your stupid club."

He gathered up his clothes and ran inside to get 
dressed.

Peter walked back to us, still entwined on the ground 
and said, "What the fuck are you two looking at? Homos. 
I want to see you suck those dicks."

Immediately our cocks went back into each others mouths 
and we embraced in a passionate sixty-nine suck off. My 
head was still totally fucked up and spinning at the 
obscenity that I had just witnessed; this was fucking 
crazy, but Jimmy's mouth felt so good on my throbbing 
tool and I started to buck my hips off the ground and 
felt him do the same as we sucked each other in boyish 
passion. All I cared about was cumming in his mouth. It 
was just too much. 

Peter stood above us, stroking his own hard dick as he 
straddled our bodies once more. As he watched us suck 
each other off, his hand moved faster and faster until 
he let out a large groan and the cum started spurting 
out of his fleshy weapon. He aimed it toward my 
upturned face and gob after gob of it spattered my 
forehead, nose and Jimmy's ass humping my willing 
mouth. 

This drove me over the edge and I thrust my hips 
upwards and emptied my sperm load into Jimmy's hot 
mouth, shooting my cum into his throat. I moaned and 
quivered as Jimmy continued to fuck my mouth, until I 
was spent, his warm lips still encasing my softening 
tool. But he continued fucking my mouth and I couldn't 
take it anymore. I finally pushed him off and rolled 
over.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Bitch," moaned Jimmy as he grabbed 
his penis and started pumping way. He pushed me over to 
my stomach and knelt between my legs, trying to shove 
himself into my ass crack once more. Just like in the 
tent. His thin tool slid up and down my ass slit, 
hitting my anus as he fisted himself.

I wasn't sure whether I should resist or not because, 
after all, he hadn't gotten off yet (I was such a 
polite kid...). Plus the fact that I didn't want to 
move. And his cock slithering at my asshole felt kind 
of good. But I sure as hell knew that I didn't want to 
be fucked in the ass again, I thought maybe I would 
wait and see if he actually penetrated me.

I didn't have to worry long, because as he tried to 
find my anus with his excited dick, pounding away with 
the tip of his cock, I heard him moan and felt the warm 
gush of semen directly on my asshole again. 

"OOOoooo, Yeah, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Bitch," he moaned 
over and over again as he pumped his hot seed into the 
slit of my ass.

Peter watched us as we both lay there, our youthful 
passions spent. I looked up at him, his cum still 
dripping down my face, Jimmy's oozing out of my ass 
crack. He gave a satisfied smile, pulled up his pants 
and walked back to the house. I rolled over on my back, 
dizzy with the results of our tryst and then I spied 
the next door neighbor's gardener's head.

He was obviously standing on a ladder, overlooking the 
fence. Probably pruning bushes or something. This was 
an old (maybe 60? 65?) guy who had been doing the 
gardening for this neighbor since before I was born. He 
had known me all of my life, even though we rarely 
spoke to each other. The fence was about thirty yards 
away from where we were. He didn't look looked 
disgusted, but he did shake his head as he climbed down 
the ladder. 

I had no idea how long he had been watching. Without 
saying anything to Jimmy at all, I jumped up threw my 
clothes on over my sperm slicked body and left. I was 
now terrified all over again. What if my parents found 
out? What if the other kids I knew found out? What if 
everyone knew I was a homo pervert? Fear and terror and 
loathing myself for giving in to Peter's sex games, 
ruled my emotions for hours and days.

I avoided Jimmy and Peter for awhile after that. Peter 
even called my house one time telling me that we had to 
have a "X-Club" meeting. I told him I couldn't and hung 
up. I had to convince Brian not to tell anyone what 
happened because then they would all think he was a 
homo faggot too. I also convinced him that I broke up 
the "X-Club" because of what Peter did to him. It 
apparently worked and our friendship returned to 
normal. Although I eventually played a little with 
Jimmy after that, I had him come over to my house and I 
wouldn't let him talk about sex anymore. The gardener 
never said a word. 

But I was freaked out. I was freaked out because 
apparently Peter didn't care who knew about his 
perversions. He was a bully and liked making people do 
things. And I was freaked out because I didn't want 
anybody to know that I was a big pervert. It was my 
secret life and I wanted it to stay that way. Brian, 
the gardener, Ellen.... There were just too many people 
who knew about my sex life and it really bothered me. 
According to my world view; everything that had already 
happened to me; and my porn novels, perverted sex was 
supposed to be secret. 

Many years later, I realized that, in a twisted 
psychological way, my father telling me never to talk 
about him bringing me to the Club to get fucked fed my 
passions for secret sex. I wanted to be a fucking 
faggot homo, but my father had told me to never talk 
about it. It was all supposed to be secret... 

As far as I know, nobody ever told anybody about 
anything, but I studiously avoided Peter, even though I 
replayed the scenes with him in my mind when I 
masturbated many times until they had permanent places 
alongside the rest of my pornographic fantasies.

For years thereafter, Ellen's slick, sweaty body, my 
ass whipping and our sixty-nine cock suck were in my 
daydream fantasies. In the rare wet dreams I had, 
Ellen's juiced up cunt and sopping wet pubic hairs 
figured prominently along with cocksucking and 
spanking.

I was a bit more discreet after that in my "naked 
runs," but I never stopped doing it, and in later years 
continued this aberrant form of exhibitionism while 
driving a car, jogging, on the job or in someone else's 
house or yard. I masturbated naked everywhere and 
anywhere, almost never getting caught, but always 
having that danger turning me on.

Continued in part 5...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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