Chapter 1

From when I was about five or six years old, our family lived in a semi-detached house, with our adjoining neighbours being on the corner of our road and another road. Our garden and our neighbours gardens stretched back for about thirty yards behind each house, so the first house on the adjoining street was about seventy five yards up that road, with its garden running along the back of ours and our neighbour’s gardens, and beyond, probably being the biggest garden in the neighbourhood. The H family lived in that house, and there were three sons, aged between about fourteen and seventeen. My brother would have been sixteen, me being fifteen and my two sisters being fourteen and nine.

As soon as the H family moved into the house, the sons started making friends with my brother and I, and began to invite us in for a Nesquik (something posh, which we never had in our house!) or for a cake or biscuit, and they soon ingratiated themselves into our lives. However (and you can call me cynical if you like), their reasons for becoming so friendly soon became obvious.

One day my brother asked me out of the blue, “Have the H boys had asked you to do anything unusual?”. It seemed an odd question, but as they hadn’t, I said so, enquiring what he meant. Instead of answering, he just went red and mumbled something as he turned away, so I had no idea what he meant by ‘unusual’, but it wasn’t significant, so I thought no more about it.

A few days later, Paul was off playing football after school, and I was in the garden fixing a puncture on my bike. I could hear the H boys playing football in their garden, when suddenly their football came over the hedge and bounced onto our compost heap. A few seconds later, John, the eldest H boy, a tall, athletic, blond lad, with tousled hair, pushed through the hedge to retrieve the ball. “Hello Michael,” he said, smiling at me, “where’s Paul?”. I told him that Paul was playing football, so he asked “How do you fancy coming and playing with us?”. I nodded, turned my bike back onto its wheels and leant it against the shed, then I followed John back through the gap in the hedge.

David and Ian H were waiting on the other side, and they both said “Hi” and grinned at me. Ian, was the next eldest and he had slightly gingery brown hair, whilst David, with his mother’s dark hair, was the youngest. They were all very fit, each being prominent members of one or more of the school’s various sporting clubs.

John said “How about we play something else instead of football for a while?”, which he seemed to say in a slightly odd way, looking between his brothers and me. “How about ‘Follow My Leader’?” he asked. His two brothers seemed to know what he was talking about, but I’d never heard of the game, so I said, “How do we play that?”.

John said, “Well, I’ll go and get a piece of paper and a couple of dice and we can write down some of the things we’ll need to play the game. Firstly we each name a part of the body in turn, which we each do twice until we’ve written down eight of them, then we number them starting from two, as that’s the lowest score you can get with two dice. Then we have to decide who is going to be Leader in the first round, so each person throws the dice and writes down their total score for both dice, re-throwing if their score matches a previous score, then the one who throws the highest total number becomes the leader for the first round, then the next highest is the leader for the next round until we’ve all had a chance to be leader, then we do it all again”.

“How does each round work” I asked? John looked at each of his brothers in turn, then he said “For each round, the leader rolls the dice, which chooses a part of the body off the list, then the others put on blindfolds made out of hankies, and the second highest scorer has to hold that body part of the leader, then the next highest scorer has to hold the same body part of the one with the next highest score, until everybody is holding on to that body part. Then the leader has to lead everyone around the garden or around the house until someone loses hold, at which point they are the loser of the round and get a loser point”.

“It’s really funny, trying to hold on to an ear or elbow without letting go as you’re trying to navigate in the dark” he said, which his brothers agreed with.

It all sounded a bit odd to me, but I still wanted to know more; “So, what happens then?”. “Well,” said John, “we then scratch that body part off the list and go on to the next round, with the leader changing as I said before, until we’ve all had two goes and gone through all the body parts, then the one with the most loser points has to pay a forfeit to the one with the lowest number of loser points, or to each person if there is more than one with the lowest score”.

I’d not tried anything like it before, but it sounded like it might be a giggle, so I said, “OK, let’s get started then!”. John went inside and came back with the dice, a piece of paper and a pen. “Right,” he said, “let’s throw to see the order of the leader role”. He threw the dice and got a total of eight, then Ian got an eleven, I got four and David got nine, Ian was going to be the first leader, then David, then John, and I was going to be last.

“Now for the body parts.” said John. “Remember, anything is allowed, anything at all, so try to think of something that’ll be funny! We’ll do this in leader order too”, he said.

Ian piped up with “Elbow”, which John wrote down.

“Hair” said David, and we all laughed. “That might hurt, so no pulling too hard!” said John.

“Nose” said John.

“Ear” I said, thinking about how funny that was going to be.

“Hmmm, “said Ian, “now it’s getting hard. Erm, how about knee?”. John nodded and wrote it down.

David came up with the lame, and very easy idea of “Hand”, which they all groaned about.

“Well,” said John, “how about something a bit naughty?”. We all looked at each other, then Ian and David nodded their heads.

“How about...”, John paused and then said “Willy?”. There was a moment of silence as the three brothers looked at one another, and then all looked at me, then they all went “Yeah!” and started laughing hysterically, so it looked like that was decided then!

So, it was my turn again, but there didn’t seem to be much else left to choose. We needed one last body part...

“Foot?” I ventured, and everybody had another good laugh. “That one’s going to be hard!” said David.

The game started and Ian threw the dice, which chose the ear as the first body part, which was then lined through on the list. John, David and I put on our blindfolds and got trailed around the flower beds grasping on to the person in front’s ear, all laughing and giggling, until I fell over and got the first loser point.

Then David had to throw to choose the next body part. There was an odd tension and sense of anticipation as the dice rolled, but when they came to rest the number chose hair for round two. David trailed us around inside the house, upstairs and down, all holding on to each other’s hair, trying not to pull too hard (which only resulted in a few yelps), until I tripped over the dog and got another loser point. Everybody had a good laugh at that, as John put a second mark against my name, then it was time for the next round.

“Right, “said John, “time for body part number three”. The sense of anticipation was even higher than the last round, and I knew why. At some point, somebody was going to get a roll that would choose ‘Willy’; that would be odd and rude and naughty, just as John had said. John rolled the dice and ended up with the same number as Ian had got, so he rolled again. As the dice rolled, the first came up as a one, with the other die spinning on one corner. We all watched in fascination as it suddenly tipped over, momentarily showing a four, before it settled down with the three dots showing. The body part with a score of four on the list was ‘Willy’. Everybody looked at each other and burst out laughing.

“Come on,” said John, who was the next leader, “let’s do this one right at the bottom of the garden where nobody can see us”. I followed the three brothers down the garden to where about fifteen mature trees hid us from the view of the neighbouring houses. I must admit to feeling a bit odd about what was going to happen next, but my older compatriots seemed to think nothing of it, so I tried to be nonchalant too.

“OK, I’ve been thinking” said John. “Holding on to each other’s willies is going to be almost impossible through our shorts, so why don’t we all take them off?”. David and Ian quickly agreed and began pulling their shorts off, as did John, so I joined in. Soon all four of us were standing under the trees in our underpants. “Right,” said John, “no peeking mind. Michael, come next to me, then David, then Ian. Put on your blindfolds, then we’ll get our willies out, and I’ll then guide your hand to the willy you have to hold, then when you’ve all got a good grip we’ll start, although we’ll all have to walk backwards I think.”, then with a grin he added “I don’t think that this round is going to last very long”.

I pulled my handkerchief down over my eyes, as did Ian and David, then John said, “OK, pull your willies and balls out of your pants”. I slipped my hand inside my Y-fronts and pulled my willy out, then my small hairless ball sack, all of which felt very rude and exciting. Imagine having my willy on display out in the garden knowing that I was doing it in front of other boys!

“OK David, give me your hand” said John, then I heard Ian giggle as his younger brother grasped on to his willy.

Now it was Ian’s turn. “Give me your hand Ian” John said, and moments later I felt somebody else’s hand touch my willy for the first time ever, which felt very naughty. John’s hand grasped my willy as he said “Here, I’ll help”, and he pulled my willy gently, stretching it in a very rude way, before I felt Ian’s fingers grid around my willy quite firmly.

“OK Michael”, John’s voice came, “now it’s your turn to hold my willy.”

John’s hand gently grabbed mine, then he said “open your grip”. His hand moved mine until I felt it touch soft, warm, smooth flesh. “OK, you can grip now” John said. I gently closed my grip and was very surprised at how thick and stiff John’s willy felt between my fingers. “Wow,” John gasped, “that feels good”. He seemed to be breathing quickly and deeply, but then again, I seemed to be doing the same thing, and the feeling of Ian’s fingers grasping on to my hot little willy made things doubly exciting.

I could feel my willy getting hotter and hotter. I could also feel my willy starting to grown and get stiffer like John’s was. Ian giggled and said, “Hey John, I think Michael likes this, his little cock is getting stiffer”. All three brothers laughed and David said, “well you can talk Ian, you’ve got a right big stiffy too. You must like holding onto Michael’s cock”.

Ian laughed and said “How is John’s cock Michael? Is he all stiff too?” I couldn’t help moving my hand up and down John’s willy, amazed at how it was getting even bigger and stiffer. “Yes, he is, and it’s much bigger than mine” I stumbled out, and they all laughed again. “John likes having his cock played with, don’t you John?” said David. “Hmmmm,” said John, “Oh yes, don’t we all?”.

“Hey, what about me” said Ian, “nobody’s holding my cock!”.

“I can hold your cock if you want Ian”, said John, “but I can’t be leader at the same time.”

“Ahhh, that’s not fair!”, so Ian.

“I know,” said John, “instead of playing the next round of the game right away, why don’t we pause the game for a while and have a little bit of fun? Come on, all take off your blindfolds with your free hand, but hang on to the willy in your other hand.”

I pulled the handkerchief off my head and looked down in wonder at David’s fingers grasping my stiff little willy, his fingers curled around the shaft. Ian was grasping David’s slightly bigger and longer willy, and Ian’s willy and balls protruded from his pants, larger again. I swivelled my eyes to look at my hand around John’s willy.

John’s willy looked massive, and his foreskin was pulled back, showing his purple knob end. I looked up at John, who said, “Do you like holding my big cock Michael? Do you like my brother holding on to your little one?”. I didn’t know what to say, as touching another boys willy was surely a very rude thing to do indeed?

“It looks like you are enjoying what’s happening Michael, aren’t you, seeing how stiff your little cock has got?” There was no denying it, holding onto John’s cock while his brother held mine made me feel sort of queer and excited at the same time. I particularly liked the fact that David had started gripping my willy harder and was moving his hand up and down, pulling my foreskin over my own knob end. I nodded my agreement, saying, “This feels very naughty John”. John smiled and said “Yes, it is, isn’t it. Why don’t you do to my cock what David is doing to yours?”.

Ian had let go of David’s cock and he had come over to sit on a big tree stump beside John and I. John reached down and grasped Ian’s stiff willy as Ian leant back, and he began to do to him what David was doing to me. “Go on Michael, let’s see you wank John’s cock for him!”, said Ian.

My mouth was dry with excitement and surprise as I tried to take in what was happening. I was out in the garden with three other boys and we were holding and stroking each other’s willies! In a slight panic I started looking around me to check that nobody could see what we were doing, feeling both a little bit ashamed at what I was doing and thrilled at the same time. John saw me looking around, and he said reassuringly, “Don’t worry Michael,” said John, “this part of the garden can’t be seen from anywhere, and anyway, we’re only having a bit of fun together”.

The wind gusted suddenly, making me appreciate even more that we were partially naked, playing naughty games in the open air. I looked back at John’s willy, which seemed to be throbbing in my hand as I slipped my fingers up and down its fat length, trying to emulate the very nice feelings that David was giving my cock, licking my lips as I did so.

I looked at the three H brothers, as each concentrated on either ‘wanking’ (how rude is that!), or being wanked, or both, each occasionally glancing around to watch his brothers or me doing the same things to each other. Wow, this was so unusual and exciting!

David had knelt down in front of me. He let go of my cock, then reached up to my waist and slipped my pants down, before getting me to step out of them, then he began pulling my foreskin up and down again, looking up to watch me do the same to his older brother. I was desperate to watch what David was doing to me, and my shirt was getting in the way of my view, so I rolled it up, revealing my stomach and bare willy and tight little ball sack to the three brothers. “Wow, doesn’t Michael look horny watching another boy playing with his cock” said Ian as his eldest brother stroked his stiffy. The other two nodded.

“We like doing things like this to each other” said Ian. “Don’t we brothers?”.

John and David nodded, and John said, “Yes, we love playing with each other’s cocks, but there’s so much more Michael”. He watched me wanking his penis for a few more seconds, before saying “God that’s good Michael, you’re a natural, keep doing that!”.

I was watching my hand sliding up and down John’s willy, grasping it to make the foreskin pull over and off his knob end. I looked up at him intrigued and asked “More?”. He nodded. “What else?”, I asked.

John looked down and said, “David, show Michael something else we like to do for each other.” I Iooked down at David, who said, “Oh yeah!”. He pulled my foreskin all the way back over my knob end, then he looked up at me and said, “I know you’re going to like this Michael!”. I had no idea what was about to happen, but then gasped in amazement and excitement as David opened his mouth and engulfed the end of my school-boy willy in his mouth. His lips closed around it and I felt his tongue began slurping at my cock head as he moved his lips up and down my willy, sucking it gently as he did so.

God, it felt amazing! I looked back up at John and Ian, as they both watched their youngest brother sucking their neighbours willy. “Go on David, suck that young cock!”. David began pulling my foreskin up and down as his lips engulfed the end of my willy, and it felt just fantastic. “Do you like that Michael?”, asked John. I nodded, looking back down at another boy, even younger than I was, with his mouth sucking my willy as his tongue did amazing things to it.

I looked back at my hand as it grasped John’s stiff willy, admiring how fat it was. John’s hand covered mine and he removed it, then he stood up and slipped his underpants off, then he slipped off his T-shirt, and stood in front of me now totally naked apart from his socks and trainers. I could now see his willy in all its glory, along with his tight ball sack. His balls were quite a bit bigger than mine, and his balls had a light covering of blond hair, but the whole thing looked so, in some way, beautiful, whilst also being very rude and exciting. I had never seen another boys willy, apart from my brother’s in the bath when we were youger, and seeing one as big and stiff as John’s, particularly in the situation I was in, was a really dirty thrill.

David’s mouth was doing very rude things to my willy, which now felt about ten times bigger than it had ever been before. I looked down and David pulled his lips off my stiff little pole, then he looked up at me and slid his tongue right up from its base, slowly up the underside of my willy. Just before he got to my knob end, he stopped and looked at me enquiringly. Did I want him to keep going?

Phew, yes I did! I nodded, and his tongue began licking the underside of my knob end, which felt very rude and fantastic at the same time.

Ian had now taken his underpants off too, and John was wanking his willy as Ian leant back on the tree trunk. I looked around, and could now see why we’d come to end of the garden to play this round of the game, for sure!

“Come on Ian, show Michael how to suck cock” said John, and Ian nodded and climbed down off the tree stump. He knelt in front of his eldest brother and grasped John’s cock, pulling it down level with his mouth. “John’s like us to wank him while we suck the end of his knob” he said, then he began to pull John’s foreskin up and down over the rim of his knob end, then he leant forward and covered just the end of John’s cock with his lips. John moaned and threw his head back.

I could see that Ian was using his tongue to lick the end of John’s cock as he sucked it, and he occasionally pulled his lips off it and slurped his tongue up the underside of John’s knob.

“Do you do rude things with your brother or sisters Michael?” John asked, as I watch in awe at the two brothers doing something I’d only ever seen one girl do in a photo in a dirty magazine a boy at school had shown me one day. I shook my head, and said “No, nothing like this”. John grinned and said, “Well, we can help if you want to get them involved?”. I shook my head again and said, “No, I think Paul would run a mile”. John laughed.

“Why don’t you wank my cock hard while Ian gives it a really good sucking and licking Michael” said John, I nodded. Ian pulled his mouth and hand from John’s cock, which sprang up again, quite comically. We all laughed, apart from David who was obviously really enjoying sucking on a new cock for a change.

I reached forward and grasped John’s really stiff willy and then bent it down so that his younger brother could take it into his mouth, my mind whirling at knowing that what I was doing was just so rude and dirty, and would certainly get me a damned good hiding off my father if he ever got the idea that I’d ever done such a thing.

Instead of just going for the end of John’s willy, this time Ian pushed his head forward, engulfing most of John’s shaft, his lips pushing against my fingers, then he began moving his head backwards and forwards, his lips tightly sealing onto his brothers stiff willy as I wanked John’s shaft with my hand. John began moaning again, looking between me, with my hand around his cock, Ian with his lips around it, and David who was now slurping and moaning himself as he made my own willy feel like it was about to explode, with his own hand wrapped around his own stiff shaft, pulling it up and down as he sucked.

Suddenly Ian pulled his lips off John’s cock, and he pushed my hand away. He let John’s cock spring fully back upright, then he pulled the foreskin all the way back and said, “Look at John’s lovely cock Michael. Look at how fat his knob end is. Look at the rim of his knob, which he really loves us to lick”. I moved closer and looked closely at a boys penis for the first time, fascinated by the folds of skin, the different colours, the veins and the way it almost pulsed with stiffness.

Ian leant forward and I watched as he used the tip of his tongue to lick around under the rim of his older brother’s willy, which made John shudder.

“Come on, “said Ian, “Why don’t you try? You can use your finger instead of your tongue to see how it feels, if you like”. I look up at John, who nodded, saying “Oh yes please, Michael”. Fascinated, I moved closer and slid my finger across the little area of ridged and folder flesh under the end of John’s knob, where it seemed to gather and go to a point close to John’s piss hole. David had stopped sucking me now, and he knelt beside me as they all watched me exploring another boy’s cock for the first time.

“Why don’t you lick your finger and then rub it under the rim of my knob” said John. I licked my finger and then slid it around the rim of John’s cock, just as Ian had done with his tongue. John moaned and said “Go on, Michael, rub your finger all the way around the rim of my knob”. I licked my finger again and slid it right around John’s knob end from one side to another. “Oh, you dirty boy!” said John. “Well brothers, it looks like we’ve found a new naughty cock-lover, doesn’t it?”. Ian and David both grinned, then Ian said, “Do you like this Michael? Do you like playing with cock and getting your cock sucked? Do you want to try some other rude things?”.

I looked at each of them, my finger still sliding around the knob of a boy four years older than me, while his own younger brothers watched, with my own willy as stiff as a rod of steel. “This is very dirty,” I said, “does anyone else know what you get up to?”. They all looked at each other, before John said, “Well, there are a couple of other people, but we won’t tell them about you if you don’t want us to?”. I shook my head and said, “No, if my father finds out what we’ve been doing he’ll give me a good beating and ban me from seeing you ever again, and I don’t want that, so can we just keep this as our secret?”. They each nodded in turn.

“What other naughty things do you do?” I asked. “Well, we could tell you, “said John, “but why don’t we just show you when the time comes, so you’ll have some unknown things to look forward to?”. Oooh, that sounded like a good idea, but I still wanted to know more right there and then, so I said, “OK, but can you show me something really rude right now?”

The three H brothers all grinned at one other, and David said, “Why don’t you do the docking thing with Michael, John?”. Docking? What was that? John nodded. He reached down and pulled me to my feet. “You’re really going to like this I think Michael”, he said. He led me by the hand to some steps up into one of the flower beds and made me stand on the bottom step, then he reached down and pulled his foreskin up, hiding his knob end. Then he shuffled forward, reaching down to hold my stiff little willy, which was only about half the size of his, pulling my foreskin all the way back.

He looked at me and asked “Ready?”. I didn’t know what was going to happen, but I wanted to try it, no matter what it was, so I nodded my agreement. With his other hand he bent his willy down to the same level as mine, then he slowly moved forward until the ends of our willies touched. It looked so rude and naughty, that I let out a little gasp of excitement. Then we both watched as he pulled his foreskin back, then he pushed forward again until our knob heads were parallel with each other, with mine over the top of his, but still touching, then he slowly rolled his foreskin back into place, trapping the end of my little willy under the hot flesh of his fat penis covering. The heat coming off his willy was amazing, and I looked up to see him watching as he began to roll his foreskin up and down, wanking my willy at the same time.

It felt unbelievable, and really rude and naughty. I looked at Ian and David, as they stared at their older brother wanking his big cock engulfing their next door neighbour’s tiny one. “Go for it John!”, urged David. “Wank those two cocks John” said Ian.

I looked down and could see the shape of my knob end under John’s foreskin as he wanked us both at the same time, using his forefinger underneath his willy to squeeze it as he used his thumb on the top side to rub over the rim of his knob head through his foreskin, then over my little cock head which it encased. I couldn’t really believe that it was happening, but it felt so good and so looked so rude and naughty at the same time.

I looked up at John and he smiled as his fingers wanked us both at the same time. “How’s this Michael? Do you like it?”, he asked. “It’s very rude and dirty” I said. He nodded, and asked “Yes, it is, isn’t it. Very dirty indeed!”.

Ian stroked the arm John was using to wank us both and said, “Go on John, spunk all over Michael’s little cock!”.

John redoubled his wanking, making me gasp with the intensity of what was happening. “ Do you want me to spunk on your cock Michael?” he asked.

Like any teenage boy, I’d been wanking for a good while at this point, and had recently started having the occasional wet dream, and sometimes managed to spunk up when playing with myself, so I knew what it was and how it felt. The idea of an older boy spunking all over my willy was just so rude and exciting that I gasped out, “Oh, yes please John, spunk all over my cock!”, using their word for my willy.

The pace of John’s movements increased, and his two younger brothers moved closer to get a better view of what we were doing. John closed his eyes and his breathing got more and more ragged as his foreskin swallowed and squeezed the end of my young cock, when suddenly he pulled back, the end of my willy getting pulled obscenely from under his foreskin. He pointed his knob end at my cock from only a few inches away, wanking hard, then his spunk shot out, the first spurt coating the end of my knob and the whole length of my willy, then the next three spurts of creamy spunk shot all over my ball sack and stomach. “Woah, will you look at that!” said David. “Dirty bastards!” said Ian, with a big grin on his face.

John continued to wank his willy and another two smaller spurts of spunk shot from his knob end and splattered onto the step.

I had never been so excited in my whole life, and the feeling of John’s red hot spunk spurting all over my willy and balls, was just too much for me. I let out a wail and my own spunk started spurting. As soon as Ian saw what was happening, he pushed John aside and knelt in front of me. He was too late to catch my first spurt, but he had his mouth around my little willy for the second one, sucking and slurping at my young penis as he took my much smaller load of spunk into his mouth. I looked down in amazement as another boy drank my spunk for the first time, while sucking his elder brother’s spunk off it at the same time.

I looked across to see David on his knees in front of John, he too trying to suck the last bits of spunk from his cock. John was looking between Ian and David, as his two younger siblings drank spunk. “Was that dirty enough for you Michael?”, he asked. I nodded. “How do you like spunking into another boy’s mouth then? Want to do it again?”. Did I? You bet I did! “Yes please!” I said, and he grinned.

“Have you ever tasted spunk?” he asked, wanking his cock into David’s mouth, helping him to extract every last drop of spunk from it. I shook my head, “No, never” I said. “OK, well we all love drinking spunk, and I’m sure you will too when you try it. Would you like to try right now?”. It had never entered my head that I’d ever taste spunk, but Ian and David certainly seemed to like it. “Come on, don’t be shy”, said John, “We’ve got lots of exciting games to teach you, and there’s sure to be lots and lots of spunk involved.”

“How?” I asked hesitantly. Ian had pulled his mouth off my willy by now, and he was licking his lip, as I stared down at the white creamy spunk coating my stomach and balls. “There’s plenty of your spunk left on Michael’s stomach and balls John”, he said. “He could scoop that up and suck it off his fingers?”. John shook his head and said “Nope, why don’t we make Michael’s first taste of spunk much more exciting?”

John pulled his still very stiff willy out of David’s mouth and he came back to stand in front of me, as I still stood on the bottom step. “Let’s wipe up some of this dirty spunk Michael”, he said. He pointed his cock downward and started rubbing his knob end into the creamy spunk on my stomach, trying to coat his knob in as much of his own spunk as possible, pulling his foreskin back to get spunk under the rim and into every little fleshy crevice.