Chapter One -- Bathing suits
When Matt saw him, he couldn't believe his eyes. Josh Raider, last year's Junior Varsity star quarterback, sitting buck naked on a stump. That by itself would have been awesome, but he was sporting the biggest, hardest bone 14 year old Matt had ever seen.
It was by the sandbar where the river made a bend, where boys would swim each summer. There was a big old tree that overhung the spot, and guys would swing on a rope that hung from it, getting far out before they let go and splashed into the cold water.
Matt stood looking, and for the moment Josh didn't see him. Josh sat with his legs spread wide, his elbows resting on his knees, his head down, and his dick gleaming. Tanned from the summer's sun, blond haired and gray eyed, he was a 16 year old athlete in the peak of condition. Compared to those already on the varsity squad, he didn't have his full height or weight yet, but he was on the way.
Sitting there looking down at his bone, he kept willing it to go soft, to go down, to do anything but keep straining. It was making his balls draw up tight, and he wasn't even touching it. The head oozed precum, and he knew it had to be the pill they made him swallow.
Fall practice for the high school team hadn't officially started yet, but the older guys liked to initiate the incoming boys from the Junior Varsity. He had been going for a swim when they caught him. Actually he had been up the road a little way, where the trestle was. Guys liked to jump or dive from the trestle into the deeper part of the river.
Jennings spotted him first. He figured some of the varsity had been out looking for the new guys, and Jennings spotted him. He had just pulled out of the water after a dive, and they stood on the bank waiting. They gathered around him as he got out, making a circle with him in the middle.
"We got something for you" Jennings said. Josh didn't like the evil sound in his voice as the others laughed. There was something about voice tone and laughs that when you heard them, you knew there was going to be trouble. Josh sighed. There wasn't much he could do.
Jennings had been drinking a Coke. He handed it to Josh, and then put a blue pill in his other hand.
"Swallow this. And don't drink all my Coke."
Josh looked at it, then reluctantly put it in his mouth and swallowed.
"You'll feel great in a little while" Jennings said.
There were more snickers. "It'll make a man outta you." "You'll really stand up for yourself." "Your expectations will rise."
"Let's go for a walk" Jennings said. He put his hand on Josh's shoulder, guiding him out to the dirt path that ran beside the river. He could see the truck they came in sitting by the highway.
"Let's take him down by the sandbar" someone said. They seemed to agree, and went to the truck. There were 8 of them, so Josh and six of them got in the back, while Jennings got up front and another guy drove.
As they pulled out, Josh began to feel a stirring inside. It took a moment for it to dawn on him...he was beginning to bone up! He felt panicky. He had been trying to get in shape for football season, and had quit jerking off. That started a week ago. Last year he had quit for the whole football season, but had gone back to beating off when the season was over. But this past week had been hard on him. He would bone up at night, and it was all he could do to not jerk off first thing in the morning. Those feelings came over him now, but more intense than he could ever remember.
They were all standing up, holding on to the wooden siding. As the truck bounced, they bumped into each other. Guys kept patting him on the back or putting their hand on his shoulder, asking things like "How's it going now, Josh?" One guy even patted him on the butt.
When Josh turned to face him, the guy said "Man, once practice starts, that butt's ours. You're gonna be busted on the butt every time you mess up."
Josh tried to keep his hands in front of his swimsuit. He knew his bone was poking out, pushing against the material. He hoped they wouldn't notice. As they pulled off the road beside the path to the sandbar, some said "Let's get his suit off!"
They all jumped him and got him pinned on the floor of the truck. Jennings and his pal came around to join them.
He looked down into Josh's face and said, "Here's where you get initiated into the team. You have to be tough to make the varsity squad. We're gonna help you."
They were all over him, pulling down his suit and holding his arms and legs while he twisted and struggled. As they pulled the suit down, they all began to hoot and holler. "Look!" "Here's Josh in the pink!" "Boner Boy is glad to see us." "Great name for him, Boner Boy!"
Josh was red faced and angry. He felt humiliated. He wanted to be a part of the team, but he didn't want to go through stuff like this. Once his trunks were off, they still held him, looking down and laughing. They kept calling him "Boner Boy." When he tried to move, they grabbed his hands and feet, and Jennings said, "Let's take him for a swim."
Swinging him between them, they carried him to the edge of the water where it flowed beneath the oak, and swung him between them and tossed him out.
The cold water was a shock At least it would make his hard disappear, he thought. But after a moment he realized his bone wasn't starting to go down. He knew it must be the pill. They stood on the bank laughing, and tossing his trunks around between them.
"Come on out, Josh. Want to get your trunks?" Jennings twirled them around above his head, tantalizingly. "All you gotta do is come get them!"
"Yeah, quarterback, you know how to play keep-away? Let's see if you can catch as good as you throw!" That guy was named Chet, Josh vaguely remembered him from the previous year.
As Josh got out of the water, his dick still bounced before him. They kept laughing, saying things like "Is that all you've got?" "I thought that pill would help your manhood out a little."
He made a dash for Jennings, who held the suit high until Josh leaped up to grab it, and then tossed it to Chet while grabbing Josh's dick as Josh jumped. Josh let out a squawk and they laughed. That grab had hurt, but it also made his dick throb with a new energy.
A guy named Dan came up behind him and grabbed his arms from behind, pushing his knee into Josh's back so he arched out, his dick bobbing rapidly. Josh twisted to get free, which only made his dick swing from side to side and then up and down. They all stopped a second to laugh and point. Dan released him quickly and the game picked up speed. There was a certain frenzy to the group now, all trying to keep him from getting his trunks back and at the same time getting to grab or mess with as much of his body as they could while he raced by. With each toss from one to another, hands slapped Josh on the butt, guys grabbed his hard abs and made squeezing movements, some guys even grabbed at his balls as he passed. Worst of all, as he dashed by, some of them would slap his dick.
Josh was wet from the swim, but he was also covered in sweat. The other guys might get tired of this, but not nearly as soon as Josh since they just tossed the trunks and waited for him to run by. They kept laughing and having a good time at his expense.
Josh finally realized the futility of it all, and decided on a bold move. He sat down on the old stump there and looked at them. "OK you guys. You've had your fun. Now give them back."
Jennings took the trunks and showed them to Josh, holding them just out of arms length. "You want these back?"
Josh nodded. He started to reach out when Jennings gave a loud shout, turned, and ran about 30 yards away, toward a tall slender pine tree. With a great windup, he threw the trunks high, where they landed on a limb near the top.
"Now go get them" he said.
All the guys roared. "Yeah, Boner Boy, try climbing that pine tree buck naked." "When the resin gets on that bone, it'll take the skin off." "Go for it, Boner. Run up that tree and see what you can get!"
Josh just sat there. Jennings came over. "This is how it is. You can climb that tree or you can sit here and wait for us to come back in an hour. When we do, if you're still boned up, we're gonna make you jerk off until that bone goes down, no matter how many times it takes. We're just gonna stand around and watch you. Maybe even take pictures. And what girl will want to date a guy after she sees pictures of him jerking off like a little kid."
He paused, then like a bright idea had hit him, "And if you can't jerk your meat any more and you're still hard, we're gonna tie you on the outside of the truck and ride you through town where everybody can see you. And when we do that, you'll be known as Boner Boy for life!"
Josh felt like this was the worst day of his life. He watched as they ran back to the truck and roared off laughing. His dick actually throbbed. It had never felt this hard, this sensitive, before. It was like it was straining, and every nerve in it felt unbelievably tender and responsive.
Twenty minutes later he still sat there. He needed relief. He was on the verge of going ahead and jacking himself off right here in the open. He was moving his hand toward it, anticipating the electric sensation he always got when he first grasp it. That was when he looked up and saw a younger kid watching him.
"What're you looking at?" Josh demanded. All his anger came out now. "What are you doing anyway? Get the hell out of here!"
Normally Matt would have run away in the face of so much anger. Instead he took a step forward. Holding up his camera he explained "I was just out this way taking pictures. It's my hobby." Then after a pause he asked, "What happened?"
He was hypnotized with the sight of this guy, nude, boned, and dripping. Since he had discovered jerking off just before he turned 13, thoughts of guys and dicks had filled his imagination. He didn't understand why that was so, and he certainly would never tell anyone about it, but beating off with fantasies of guys being stripped and initiated into gangs, or of himself being captured, stripped and tortured, were his main images.
Right now it was as if his dreams had come to life. His dick hardened, went rigid, and began to strain. He kept walking toward Josh. He couldn't keep his eyes off Josh's bone, particularly the head so shiny and moist. He held his camera in his hand, and wondered if he could take a picture. He wished he had taken one before Josh saw him.
"Can I help?" He was about 5'6" brown eyes, slightly darker skin, with dark hair that looked like a wire haired terrier.
Josh exhaled. He knew this kid from school. They were both in Middle School last year. The kid wanted to help, but Josh noticed the kid couldn't take his eyes off Josh's bone. Josh put his hand over it.
"Stop looking at my dick."
"Oh, sorry." Then he looked up with a shy grin. "I haven't seen many that...size...before." He realized his voice was husky. He knew his bone was showing in his trunks, and regretted not having pointed his dick down instead of up. When he got hard if it was down it would feel like it was going to break in half, but when it was pointed up it showed and people could see it. His trunks rubbed against the head, but maybe since he didn't have as big a thing as Josh's, Josh wouldn't notice.
Without being aware, Josh touched his bone and felt the throb of response. He saw the kid had a bone as well.
"Well you've got a hard on, haven't you?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"I don't know" Matt lied. He had seen Josh's bone respond, and now that Josh had moved his hand, he could see the head so eager, so strong, so anxious to be touched.
"Well, welcome to the club. Except mine is hard because some of the guys on the varsity gave me some pill that's got me horned."
"Why did they do that?"
"The senior guys always get the incoming ones each year and initiate them. It's a tradition. Sort of a `Welcome to varsity football, from the senior squad' kind of thing. I just didn't know they would do this."
"What happened to your swim trunks?"
"They threw them up in the tree over there" he said, pointing.
Matt could see them, high up but maybe not too secure. "I could help you get them."
"I don't think you could climb up with all that pine bark. Even with your suit to protect you, your legs would get it bad."
What Josh didn't know was that Matt was a real tree climber. He had his camera today to take pictures, and he always knew it might involve climbing up to get a better view. He was something of an expert. Additionally, Matt was willing to do anything, absolutely anything, to get at Josh's bone. Deep down he knew there wasn't a real chance of that, but maybe Josh would let him take some pictures.
"I can give it a try. But will they come back soon?"
With the thought of freedom, help, an escape from the humiliation, Josh decided to be friendlier. He told Matt the whole story. As he did so, he noticed Matt's bone bounced or jumped with the more detailed parts.
"Wow." Matt's eyes were wide. He had heard enough things to provide himself lots of juicy thoughts for a long time to come. Plus as Josh talked, Matt got to stare at his bone some more. By comparison to his, it was a really big bone. It looked rigid, the head shining with sticky stuff. He wanted to touch it. It had twitched as much as his own while Josh had been telling what stuff had happened.
"I'll climb up and get your trunks for you."
"Thanks, man. I'll really owe you one." He grinned at Matt, and Matt felt a thrill like he had never felt before.
He scampered off and began to climb the tree. It was harder than he had anticipated, and he got scratches on his legs. But with his legs wrapped tightly around the slender trunk, his dick got all the rubbing it could take care of. He didn't want to shoot off yet, and it was all he could do to prevent that.
He got to the limb where the trunks were hanging. Reaching out carefully, he grabbed them. Looking down, he waved them at Josh. He felt a real zing in his dick when Josh grinned, waved back, and sort of jumped up with excitement. Josh's dick bounced wildly when he did. Matt thought he was going to shoot off in his trunks at the sight. Although he wasn't quite mature enough to have precum yet, things felt sticky down here.
"Throw them down."
Matt held tightly to the trunk of the pine, and with his other arm he swung them out and let go. Josh rushed toward them. That was the moment when Jennings appeared in the clearing.
"WHAT THE HELL???" Jennings roared.
Josh froze in his tracks. Matt on the other hand, gasp. Without thinking he called down, "Jennings!"
Jennings looked up at the tree, and scowled. "Matt Barton! You little jerkoff. What the hell are you doing up there?"
Matt began to climb down. It was harder and slower than when he was going up. His legs were sore now, scratched by the bark and sticky with resin. But inside Matt glowed. Ever since he first set eyes on Jennings, he had wanted to see him nude. He had fantasized about him, and would sit by his upstairs bedroom window hoping to catch a glimpse of him in the yard next door. They had been neighbors for about 3 years now.
Jennings snatched Josh's trunks and turned to him. "So the little jerkoff got your trunks back for you, huh?"
Josh nodded defiantly. He stood there, totally boned still, but now he had his hands on his hips. This was a time to stand his ground. The younger guy, Matt, had tried to help. He wasn't going to let Jennings pick on him.
"Yeah. He came by and was willing to help. That's more than I can say for any of you varsity guys."
Jennings now stood close in front of him. Looking down at Josh's bone, he asked "Did you jerk yourself off yet?"
"No."
"Well, we'll fix that. Matt, you get your skinny little ass over here."
Again, Matt was tempted to run away, but was too caught up in the tense sexuality of what was happening. This was the most charged-up day of his life. Jennings whom he had secretly hero-worshipped for three years, and whose body in shorts pushing a lawnmower had made him squeeze his pricklet until he thought he would die, was standing next to naked Josh, last year's Middle School hero.
He brushed off his legs and came over. The ground was hot, the sun beamed down, and Josh was slick with sweat. Matt kept looking at that bone.
Jennings spotted what was going on and grinned triumphantly. "Like what you see, little faggot?"
"I'm not a faggot."
"Oh no? You think I didn't see you trying to hide and take pictures of me mowing the yard in gym shorts, or when I was doing pull ups on the parallel bars back there?"
Matt looked shocked. He thought he had been careful.
"Ah hah! Then it's true! I always suspected that's what you were doing, but now I know!" Jennings felt like he had sprung a trap.
Matt shook his head and quietly said "No." It was unclear whether that was a denial or an apology.
"Well anyhow now you're gonna get to see a show. I see you brought your camera with you today, so you can get some good pictures. Josh is going to jerk off for us."
"I would never do that in front of anybody else. That's sick."
Before Jennings had time to answer, Chet came out from the path by the woods. He was a year older than Jennings, but about the same height of six feet. Each weighed around 175, and the two younger boys would have been no match against them.
Jennings and Chet had played ball together since the ninth grade. They were always seen together. Chet was tall, dark haired and toned. Jennings was red haired, blue eyed, and freckled from head to toe. Even his dick was freckled, according to the team members who showered with him.
He laughed as he saw them. "The rest are up at the road. Has Boner Boy does his job yet?"
"Not yet" Jennings replied. "But he's about too. He's gonna show my little neighbor boy how to jack off."
"Great" Chet said with the kind of enthusiasm that's as much of a taunt as a recommendation. "I see that bone hasn't gone down."
"Right. I told you that was good stuff. Look at it quivering. It practically makes you squirt without hardly touching it. You ought to try it too, Chet."
"Well I don't need stuff like that, I can assure you. Cindy gives me all the loving I need, and she's never complained that it wasn't hard enough."
"Don't hand me that stuff, Chet. That wimpy little thing of yours couldn't please anybody."
"Well yours is so damn long it's obscene." Turning to Matt he asked, "Have you ever seen that schlong of his? It's enormous. When you see his balls and dick, it looks like he's got a stovepipe and a grapefruit between his legs."
Jennings laughed back sarcastically, "Aw, Chet, you're just jealous."
"Damn if that's so" Chet said but he blushed at the same time. He unconsciously reached down and adjusted his crotch. Jennings laughed.
"Ok Jennings, let's get this show on the road. If you want to talk about dick sizes, we can do that another time. I've got stuff I could tell, too, you know. Now isn't it about time Boner Boy got started on his assignment?"
He enjoyed saying that so much; it was as if he could taste the words.
They all looked at Josh. Josh stood there, hands still on hips and bone jutting out obscenely, and said "I won't do it. I just won't. Even if I had to quit the team, I wouldn't do that in front of you guys."
"Well well" Chet mused. "Are you going to let him get away with that?"
Jennings began to draw big breaths and flex his muscles. Suddenly he had an idea. "Naw, I'm not going to let him get away with that...let's tie his hands and bell him and make him stand up in the truck on the way home."
It was an idea Jennings had when he first got the pills...to get a guy boned, tie a small bell at the end of his erection, twining it neatly around the head, and make him walk or run with the bell making its distinctive sound. He and Chet had cracked up when he came up with the idea.
He started tying Josh's hands behind him. "You got one of the bells?"
"No" Chet said. "We put them on the other guys we got, and made them run around the field and then do jumping jacks. It was a riot. You'd be surprised how embarrassed they could get."
"Damn. That makes for a problem."
"Not necessarily" Chet said. "Let your little neighbor jack him off."
"Heh! Heh!" Jennings laughed deliciously. "How about that, little Ding-Dong? You want to finally get your fingers on some real meat?"
Matt was in awe. This day was the best he could ever remember, and now he was being given the chance of a lifetime. His heart beat so fast he was sure people could hear it.
"Couldn't I just take pictures while somebody else does it?"
Jennings laughed even louder. "What a perv. You don't want to do the deed, you just want pictures of it to jack off to afterward, right?"
Through it all, Josh stood hands tied and dick erect, looking from one to the other.
Chet noticed this and asked, "You ever had anybody jack you off?"
"No. That's disgusting."
"Ever jacked off with another guy or jacked another guy off?"
"No. I don't do stuff like that."
"I bet you never jacked off in your life, right?"
Josh didn't answer, but gave them a dirty look and grumbled under his breath.
Jennings stood in front of him. "It may feel better than you think, especially after that pill. It makes you all sensitive down there. You'll get more nerve reactions than you ever had before." With that he reached out and gently wrapped his hand around Josh's bone. Instantly it was as if he had received an electric shock. Josh shuddered, trembled, threw his head back, and let out a sound that was a cry of disbelief."
"He must have liked that."
"Yeah. Kind of gets to you, doesn't it Josh?"
Turning to Matt, Jennings asked, "Ever jacked a guy off before?"
"No."
"Well, this is your lucky day. It will be educational. If you like it, maybe you could make a career out of it. Now come over here and take off your trunks. You're gonna jack him and I'm gonna take pictures while you do. A real souvenir album for you to keep to jerk off with. Now pull those trunks off, hand them to me, or I'll tear them off of you and it'll be a lot worse that way."
Matt was so excited he was trembling. But when he got them off, the two guys laughed at his bone.
"Not long, not thick, but pointed and intense. Don't worry, Matt, as you get older it'll get there. Now stand behind him, real close behind, and reach around and wrap your hand tight on his rock hard meat. Feel that bone. And swipe your hand across the head first to get some cum snot to slick it all up."
When Matt was behind Josh, he whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry, man."
"Not your fault" Josh reassured him quietly. "Just go easy on my dick. When Jennings grabbed it, I thought I was going to jump out of my skin."
Matt could feel the warmth of Josh's body as his arms encircled him from behind. It was a surprise that Josh's hands were tied low behind him, so his fingers actually touched Matt's crotch area. Matt's bone responded by trembling. Matt did what he was told. He gripped the head and then used the precum to lubricate the whole bone, which tensed and jumped at his touch. Josh went rigid as Matt began.
"Looks like Josh is loving it. Look at that expression on his face."
"Yeah, let me get that on the camera, a real full-frontal. And I guess we need to get by the side for a couple of profile shots, so Matt can see himself at work."
Matt was surprised at the strength and yet the flexibility of Josh's pole. He could squeeze it on the outside and feel the flex while it was rigid on the inside. He kind of liked that. It made him inadvertently hump Josh, who squirmed. Then his bone and Josh's fingers accidentally collided.
"Go fast," Josh moaned. "I want this to be over. I've never felt anything this intense before."
Matt picked up speed. Josh had to remind him to get more of the sticky stuff to keep the action moving. Watching them and laughing, Jennings turned to Chet and said, "Let's have some fun. Hey Matt, take your other hand and reach between his legs and take hold of his balls."
Josh jumped at the feel of Matt grasping his balls, but it did increase his drive to cum.
The two varsity guys kept laughing. Jennings was still taking pictures. He tried a couple of video shots in addition to the still pictures, but he didn't want to run out of memory before the big shot.
Josh had a problem. He was so tense, so fired up, so strained with the urge to cum, and yet he couldn't shoot off. It just didn't want to start. The varsity guys caught on as they watched.
"Having trouble, Josh?" Jennings asked. "Embarrassed at being jacked off with an audience?"
Josh was gasping with desire. "I...guess...it's that I..." he paused a second, then blurted out "I never shot off standing up before."
Chet and Jennings roared with laughter. "Well you learn something new every day. But you better shoot soon. We can't stay here all day."
"That's right" Chet agreed. Then quietly to Jennings he said "I need to get the truck back. And the other guys are waiting out by the road. We need to hurry this up."
Jennings grinned a nasty smirk. "Josh, if you can't shoot soon, I'm gonna make Matt suck you. Either that, or I'm going to take a pine cone and rub your dick with it until you shoot."
"Go faster" Josh urged Matt.
"I'm trying" Matt said.
Then in desperation Josh said the one secret he had never revealed to anyone, his dark shame. "Then stick a finger up my butt."
"What?" Matt was stunned.
"Do it. For god's sake, man, just do it."
Matt let go of his balls, rubbed his finger against the sweat pouring down Josh's back, and carefully ran the finger down Josh's crack. He prodded a little and then inserted it. Since he had never done anything like that before, it took a couple of prods, before he got it in.
That did the trick. The tight little hole suddenly grasp Matt's finger tightly. Josh arched his back, let out a loud whoop of something like victory, and shot four big streams of cum, followed by several small bursts. Jennings got it on video.
When Josh's spasms finally stopped, Matt still held his dick. "You can let it go now" Josh told him.
Matt let go and moved back. His hand was covered with cum. He saw his own dick was still hard, and he wished he could shoot off. Josh's dick was slowly going down, but it still hung long.
"You can untie him, we've got to go" Jennings told Matt. The two varsity players started off for the road. They looked at each other and laughed.
"Man I hope Coach never finds out what we did to them," Chet said.
"What Coach don't know..." Jennings started to reply, then said "this stuff happens every year to the new guys. Didn't you hear what they did to Matthews the year before us?"
"No, what?"
"He said they put a butt plug up his ass and made him wear it for a week."
"That must have been awful."
"Yeah" Jennings laughed, "but what's really weird is that he said when they finally let him take it out, he sort of missed it."
"If that happened to me, I don't think I'd ever tell anybody." He paused then asked, "How did you find out?"
"He got drunk one night and him and my brother were at the house with my folks away, and they started telling stuff."
"That gives me ideas." Chet had a crafty look on his face.
"Well anyway, those two guys today have had an experience they won't ever forget."
"Maybe we can give them some more" Chet said, and he had a gleam in his eye. "But hey why didn't you try to keep the camera to copy the pictures?"
"I could have pulled out the memory card, but what the heck. Matt's dad is a preacher, one of those real strict ones, and Matt would never let those pictures get out. They're safe with him. Anyhow, let the little perv have something to jack off to. Besides, later when we want to hassle Josh we can ask him if he knows Matt's still jacking to his pictures. That'll drive him wild."
As they disappeared off, Matt got Josh untied, and both boys got back into their trunks. Each seemed embarrassed at what had happened. Matt picked up his camera, and the two started down the road.
After a few moments of silence, Matt said "I won't ever tell anybody what went on today."
"Me either" said Josh.
Matt added "I'll never let anybody see these pictures."
"Thanks." Then looking directly at Matt, he added "You still boned?"
"Yeah" Matt said with a little laugh. "I'll take care of that later."
There was more silence as they walked. Then Josh asked, "Did Jennings say you lived next door to him?"
"Yeah."
"Hmmm. I know where that is. Hey, sometime could I come by your house?"
"Sure." Matt was puzzled. "That'd be great...but --"
As if reading his question, Josh said "I'd like to see those pictures."
Both boys grinned
To be continued. Comments and reactions are appreciated.