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Dave part 8
The club swung into action with no trouble at all, without being asked various Mothers volunteered to look after the snack bar and the Dads always came to the rescue when a tradesman was needed.
Simon spent most of his time there and absolutely loved it, in fact he would have been there seven days a week if Dave and I didn't insist he took a day off. The kids themselves were terrific, someone would always give a hand to tidy up when we closed at ten thirty.
One evening Dave and I were `on duty' at The Mudlarks while Simon spent an evening with his family. Dave was with some lads in the gym having a knock about hockey match and I was wandering around peering here and there, it was quite a quiet evening.
I paused outside one of the TV rooms and looked through the glass panel; only two adjacent chairs were occupied. I was just turning away when I realized that each person had a hand across to the next chair, I watched for a while and saw that both arms were moving and the way they were moving meant they could only be doing one thing. They were playing with each other.
I didn't want to embarrass them; after all I had done that sort of thing when I was their age, so I decided to keep an eye on the door to see who came out.
Somehow I missed them but I did notice that Dave now had six lads instead of four.
As we were locking up I said to Dave, "You had six lads at the end, who were the extras?"
"Oh, for the last fifteen minutes Simon's kid brother Ian and his friend Frankie joined in" Dave replied. I didn't mention what I had seen but the next time I saw Ian I took a good look at him, he was clearly Simon's brother, they had so many similarities, I couldn't help wondering if that applied all over.
When we first opened the club it was open seven days a week but we soon found that Mondays and Tuesdays were so quiet it didn't justify the expense of staying open, so we opened from three to six so that the kids coming out of school had somewhere to go. Another rule we imposed was that everyone under fourteen had to leave by eight o'clock.
One evening when we were relaxing at home after the club had closed, Simon said, "Can I make a suggestion?"
"Hello he's feeling horny again" said Dave.
"You've got a one track mind" said Simon, "It's about the `Mudlarks'
"Of course" I said "you are the manager."
"We have a kitchen that is standing empty except when we make some beans on toast"
"I'm with you" I replied, "What have you got in mind?"
"Everything we do is for the kids, I know that was the original idea, to get them off the streets, but, how about we do something for the pensioners, a lunch club once a week and charge them £1.50 or £2?"
Before I could collect my thoughts Dave said, "Yeah, I like that, it would not only give them a hot meal but they would be with other people their age to have a chat"
"That's sorted then" I said.
"Don't you want to say anything?" asked Simon
"Well you made the suggestion; Dave thinks it's a good idea, why should I offer any arguments. We will have a word with the Vicar and see what we need to do; who is doing the cooking?"
"I thought to start we could do it but I'm sure my Mum would help out" said Simon.
"My Mum isn't a brilliant cook but I'm sure she would help someone else" said Dave.
We were making progress.
Within a few days we had cooking pots, china and cutlery; we were ready to go and decided that the first meal we would use ready made family size steak and kidney pie with veggies and spuds, followed by fruit and custard.
"We don't know how many people will come" said Dave, "How do we know how much to buy"
"Ah" said Simon, "I hadn't thought of that"
"Neither had I" I said, "How about we print some flyers and get the kids to push them around and the old folks can put their names down at the club or in church on Sunday?"
"That should do it" said Simon
The following Monday Simon had closed the club and the three of us were sitting around watching TV when the door bell rang.
Dave went to answer it and I could hear a voice that I didn't recognize but Simon did, "That's my kid brother" he exclaimed.
Then Dave returned with Ian.
"What are you doing here?" asked Simon.
"I thought I would come and see my big brother" Ian replied.
"But you see me in the club" said Simon.
"I know but you are always busy and you are hardly ever at home so we never get the chance to talk" Ian said.
Dave went to the fridge and returned with four beers but before giving one to Ian, he looked at Simon.
"Yeah, OK" he said, "But only one"
We continued to watch TV but of course having a visitor that was all we did. Ian and Simon talked quite a lot about family and things.
It came to ten o'clock and Simon said, "It's getting late, you better be getting home"
"Can't I spend the night here?" asked Ian.
"No, there isn't room" said Simon quickly, he was clearly looking forward to a little love making before we slept.
"I could share with you" said Ian, "It wouldn't be the first time we have shared a bed"
"No you can't, Dave and I share a room" said Simon.
"Well what about Tony? I could share with him" replied Ian.
"What makes you think Tony would want to share his bed with you?"
The argument went on for another five minutes with Dave and I just listening.
Finally I got bored with the argument and said, "Alright you can share with me but this is a one off, OK"
The obvious solution was for the two brothers to share but that meant Simon would lose out on the fun, so I volunteered.
When Ian was in the bathroom Simon said, "Tony be bloody careful don't forget who you are sleeping with and don't touch him otherwise all hell will break lose."
When Ian and I were stripping I noticed no obvious bulge in his boxers so clearly he didn't follow his brother in that department.
We talked for a few minutes and then I switched off the bedside light and tried to sleep on my back, I was as nervous as hell, hoping I didn't make a mistake.
After only a couple of minutes I felt Ian move and in the half light I saw him move onto his side facing me. Only two minutes later I felt something on my hip, it was his hand. I didn't move so a little later the hand moved and rested on my semi hard cock. Naturally it very soon became a very hard cock which the hand squeezed.
"Do you know what you are doing?" I asked.
"Oh fuck, I thought you were asleep" Ian said, then, "I wanted to feel a man's dick"
"Is it bigger than Frankie?" I asked.
"Frankie!" Ian exclaimed.
I then explained that I had seen the two of them playing in front of the TV.
"Oh shit" Ian said quietly.
"What happens now?" I said.
Ian was quiet for a minute or so then said, "Can I suck it?"
"Is that what you do with Frankie?" I asked.
"No, he thinks that's to queer, It's a job to get him to wank me but he loves me wanking him" said Ian.
"Go on then, you can do what you like but I will stop you if I don't like it" I told him.
Without another word Ian lifted the duvet and plunged underneath, his hand was still resting on my cock and very soon it was inside my boxers and grasping me flesh to flesh
I switched on the light and turned the duvet right back so that he could see what he was doing and I could watch him.
At first he just looked at the piece of flesh in his hand, I couldn't see what he was carrying but I guess I was a little bigger than him. If he thought I was big what we would he say when he saw his brother.
At last he moved his head forwards and extended his tongue to take a quick lick across the tip, he then rubbed it across his lips. I suppose it met with his approval because he then took the head into his mouth.
I pushed him away to take off my boxers and he followed suit, for the first time I saw his cock. He was rock hard but only about five and a half inches, that made him one shorter than Dave and me and two inches shorter than his big brother, with emphasis on the big.
He quickly returned to his new toy but it was definitely his first time as his teeth scraped across my throbbing cock.
"Stop" I exclaimed, and then explained about his teeth.
His second attempt was much better and he was soon sucking away and using his tongue to very good effect.
I just lay there and let him enjoy himself, which he certainly seemed to be doing. "Do you want me to shoot in your mouth" I asked.
Ian lifted his head and looked up at me and seemed to ponder for a minute or so, then said, "Yeah, why not if I've gone this far I may as well go all the way"
With that he returned to his sucking and I must say for a novice he was doing pretty well
I was going to warn him before I filled his mouth, but then decided,' he says he wants to go all the way so let him find out the hard way.'
I realized my balls were getting tighter and knew the winning post was in sight. I felt the surge and then I fired my first shot. At first he just accepted it but after the second shot I saw his Adam's Apple bob as he swallowed and then he continued to take everything I gave him. He didn't stop until he was satisfied he wasn't going to get anymore.
Ian raised his head and smiled at me.
"How was that?" I asked.
"It was alright" he answered, "No that's wrong, it was good, in fact I really enjoyed it; I could do that all the time"
"Perhaps you could get some practice on Simon" I said.
"You must be joking, and you mustn't tell him, he will kill me if he ever finds out" said Ian with a rather worried look on his face.
"You never know, he might enjoy it" I said.
"No way; and promise you won't tell him" Ian said.
"I promise" I said, "He won't find out from me"
We lay there in silence for some time, but Ian couldn't resist playing with my dick, even though it was soft.
"Have you ever fucked a guy?" asked Ian.
"I did quite a lot of things when I was your age" I told him
"Did you enjoy it?" he said.
"Yes, I did" I said.
Once again he was quiet for a while then said, "Would you do it to me?"
"Are you asking me to fuck you?" I said.
"Yeah, I guess so"
"Well maybe we could try that some time but now I'm to knackered so let's get some sleep" I said.