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I turned the heat down in the oven and returned with the beer. That way, we’d have at least another fifteen minutes or so before the dinner would start to get ruined, and I didn’t want to stop and eat now. I wanted to hear more. I passed Alan the beer and he twisted the top off with ease. I nearly tore my hand open trying to take the top off mine, but I managed. We both took a drink, and the story resumed. “So this new guy, he showed us how to suck cock,” Alan continued. “He took a real liking to me, and he sucked my cock almost every time we got together. Mine was bigger, you see. Not that Geordie’s was small or anything, but mine was bigger. Our friend went for the size, I guess. He taught us that turn about was fair play. You suck my cock, I suck yours. Both guys had to be satisfied.” Yes, I thought, you suck mine and I’ll suck yours. My cock, which was semi-hard before, was throbbing away now and I could feel the precum wetting my underwear. In my mind’s eye, I saw Alan come across the room and pull my zipper down and suck on my cock. If only it would happen! “So that’s what we did,” said Alan as he resumed the story. “This new guy had a long cock, too, but he was circumcised. That’s called cut, you know. He was cut and Geordie and I and all the others we’d jerked off were uncut; we had our foreskins. He used to tell us that a boy’s foreskin was his greatest pleasure toy. He wished he had a foreskin, but he didn’t, so he played with ours. He’d stick his tongue inside and search out every bit of precum and he’d make slurping noises as he sucked us. The head of his cock was dry, and we had to wet it, you know, lick it. He had some cream that he used to put on his cock when he’d jerk off, but we’d wet it with spit when we sucked him. No need of cream with our own cocks. The heads were always moist. But you’d know that, wouldn’t you, Mr. Ferguson? If Geordie was uncut, you’re probably uncut, too. That right?” “Yes,” I said, feeling the precum leaking out from under my foreskin as I spoke. “I was sure you would be,” Alan said. “I bet your cock is a lot like Geordie’s. Like father, like son, eh?” His eyes dropped to my crotch and I knew he saw that I was rock hard. He looked into my eyes and smiled again and I nearly flew across the room to tear off his clothes and take his cock for my own. He must have known I felt like that because he spread his legs and gave me a view of his crotch, with a swelling there to match my own. Then he returned to his story. “Anyway, this new guy, we got to know him really good. Do you remember when we were about fifteen, Geordie asked you if he could go to the Bible Camp Weekend over in the Capital?” I must have looked puzzled because he went on: “Well, anyway, we went for this weekend. It was our friend’s idea. He was going, and he knew guys that were going to be there. He knew they were into stuff and that we’d like it. So we went. My father drove us, Geordie and me and our friend. He didn’t suspect. It was a Bible Camp Weekend, after all, and we were going to be in a church. We were going to sleep in sleeping bags on the floor in the church hall for two nights. We were going to do all sorts of religious stuff during the day. But the real reason we went was because of what our friend said we would get to do in the evenings. “You know where I’m going with this, eh Mr. Ferguson? We already knew how to jerk off and how to suck cock. There was one more thing we needed to learn. Funny eh, that we’d go to church camp to learn how to fuck ass?” Alan laughed and made no apology. I remembered going to my one and only summer camp. It was a church camp, too. I was the only one from my neighborhood and didn’t know anyone. I remember hearing the noises at night as the other guys in our cabin who were all friends from before jerked off together and maybe sucked each other off. I lay with my face to the wall so I wouldn’t see and I tried to block my ears so I wouldn’t hear. But I knew, and my sleeping bag was wet with cum every night. When it was time to go home, I ‘lost’ my sleeping bag. I was too afraid to take it home. My mother would have found the dried cum and she’d know. I never went back to camp and I never told them why. Mom thought it was because I’d lost my sleeping bag. It wasn’t. Alan waited quietly until I returned to the present. He must have realized I was lost in memories of my own. “So the first night, after the adults left us - they were sleeping in the church library and we were in the hall - our friend, who had been there before, and his friends and Geordie and I sneaked up the back stairs to one of the Sunday School classrooms. We went into the room at the end of the hall, farthest away from the library where the adults were, and that was where we learned about fucking ass. They did Geordie first and I watched. They pulled his pajamas down and made him bend over the table. This one guy, I forget his name, but I wouldn’t tell you anyway, he wet his finger and gently shoved it up Geordie’s bum hole. At first, Geordie seemed to resist and he almost looked scared, but they kept talking to him and telling him that it might hurt a little at first but he’d really like it. After he got one finger in he tried two and then three. Geordie was panting now, but wasn’t telling them to stop. I don’t think he was liking it yet, but he wasn’t in pain so he let them keep going. “Three fingers was all the guy put in. He shoved the fingers in as far as they would go and was wiggling them around as if he was trying to find something in there. I was behind Geordie, stroking myself through my pajamas and watching. I was wondering why he was wiggling his fingers around, and then all of a sudden Geordie let out this loud moan and he began to breath fast and shove his ass back towards the guy’s hand as if he wanted the fingers in further. “’He’s ready,’ one of the older guys said, and then he dropped his pants and there was his cock, the biggest one I’d seen so far. He started to shove it into Geordie’s ass where the fingers had been, and Geordie started to moan louder and they told him to shush or we’d get caught. The boy with the big cock starts fucking Geordie’s ass and I was getting hornier and hornier just watching, so I turned to our friend and said, ‘Do me’. “Within about two minutes, I had a cock in my ass, too, and I knew the pleasure that must have been racking Geordie’s body for I was feeling the same pleasure. In and out the guy went, in and out, in and out, faster, and with more force. It seemed as if he was trying to drive his cock right through me to the other side. I imagined his cock poking out through mine in the front! And as he was reaching his climax, my cock, which was rubbing back and forth on the top of the table I was leaning over, suddenly blew this enormous load of cum all over the table, the biggest load I’d ever shot in my life, and I shuddered from head to toe as spurt after spurt of cum erupted from my hard cock. “When I looked up, Geordie’s guy had finished, and he was jerking Geordie off. The other guys were jerking off, too, some of them cumming for the second time in just a few minutes. My guy reached around and wiped up some of my cum with his finger and put it in his mouth. Then he smiled at me. “We cleaned up as best we could by licking up all the cum we could, but we knew that the adults figured out that something had happened in that room because the next night they slept in the hall with us. We weren’t left alone again. “Still, we came back home knowing how to fuck ass, and ready to teach our other friends.” Just then, the timer on the kitchen stove went. Whether we wanted to or not, it was time to eat.