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Author's Note:  The Gold Club is the first book of the Gold Club Series.  Book One deals with discovery of sex by two boys, Tom and Carl, who by the time they reach high school, have been recruited into the bisexual, anything goes, Gold Club.





THE GOLD CLUB
By Art Martin

CHAPTER 4

ALL ALONE
(mm, anal, oral)




A year later later, Sally took a turn for the worse.  The treatments she was undergoing in
Houston every other month had seemed to stabilize her, but she developed pneumonia, lapsed
into a coma, and died.  Carl was devastated.  Sally had always been a good mother, and gave him
all the love he needed.  Until recently, his dad had shown little interest in him.  He felt alone. 
Except for Tom, he really didn't have any other close friends that he could trust. 

He was very popular, both at school and on his sports teams, but he didn't trust anyone but Tom. 
Other kids would come to his house to play and when they left, something of his always seemed
to be missing.  They had figured Carl had so much he wouldn't miss it.  But he did.  It wasn't that
he missed the things. It was the untrustworthiness of these so-called friends.  But not Tom, he
trusted Tom completely.  Tom shared and kept his secrets.  Tom never presumed, except when it
came to sex, and then he took as many liberties with Carl as Carl took with him. Carl knew that
he and Tom would be friends forever.

For several weeks after the funeral, the boys had cooled their sexual activities.  Carl just wasn't
in to it and Tom didn't want to press his grieving friend.  But the raging hormones took control
again and soon they were back to their usual behavior.  To Carl's delight, it seemed that Tom's
dick had gotten bigger during their sexual hiatus.  Indeed, the new jeans that Tom's mother
bought only last month were now high waters.

Then came more bad news.  It was just two weeks before school was out when Tom's dad
announced, "We're going to spend the summer in Colorado.  Company wants me at the corporate
office for hands on training.  Afterward I'm to take over the Rockford store.  We'll be gone all
summer and we won't be back until school starts in the fall."

"What about baseball?"

"Sorry, Tom.  You won't be able to finish the season.  Don't look so glum.  We'll stay in a cabin
the company has up in mountains an hour out of Denver.  Just think, you can hike up into the
mountains or go trout fishing every day.  The weather will be cool and we'll miss the killer heat
this year.  On the weekends, we can take car trips deep into the mountains, go horseback riding,
and maybe go whitewater rafting on the Arkansas River."

"Can Carl go?"

"No, not this time, Tom. Besides I think it might do some good if you two are apart for a while. 
I know, Carl is your best friend, and I know you'll miss him. Besides, I'm sure his dad will want
him nearby. You know it's not forever. It's just for the summer.  I'm sure you'll find a running
buddy up there."

The two weeks flew by faster than Tom had expected.  There was always something he had to do
to get ready to go, or study, or play a game, and he just didn't get to go over to Carl's as often as
he was used to.  They really only had one Saturday night to lie about nude in Carl's room,
watching a dirty video, sucking and fucking all night. And then Tom was gone.

Carl was all alone.  His only outlet was baseball.  His dad wouldn't even allow him to workout
without a spotter.  He struck up a friendship with Derek Johnson only to find out that Derek was
moving to Indiana in a few weeks.  Derek was older and bigger than all the other kids on the
team.  The parents all suspected that the coach and Derek's parents had falsified records to keep
him on the team.  At the baseball game the weekend of the move, Derek was complaining about
everything being packed up and that he didn't even have a bed to sleep on. 

"Why don't you spend the night at my house tonight?" offered Carl.

"We're leaving tomorrow, but I'll ask my mom when she comes to pick me up."

The invite sounded just fine to Mrs. Johnson.  The movers came very late and Derek was just in
the way.   To get him out of the house until tomorrow morning would really help her out. "Sure,
honey.  Just be home by 9:00 AM tomorrow so we can get on the road as soon as the movers
finish."

It was okay with Bob too.  Not having Tom around to keep Carl company was a pain in the ass
for Bob.  He had an invitation to spend the evening with his friends Harry and Gayle DuBois and
he had every intention of going. He felt sort of bad, leaving Carl home alone, so this worked out
great.

Derek's mom dropped him off around six at Carl's.  Carl showed him around.  

"Man, are you lucky!  I wish my dad were as rich as yours!  Shit!  I had heard you were rich, but
I just thought it was all talk."

"Go for a swim?"

"I didn't bring a suit."

"No problem, we have lots of extras.  I'm sure I can find one that fits you."

After rooting around in the cabana, they found several suitable swimsuits.  Derek picked out a
solid red one.  When they changed into the bathing suits Carl couldn't help but notice that Derek
had a big dick, much bigger than his own.  He turned his head so Derek wouldn't catch him
looking.

They swam for an hour and then tried out the hot tub.  Derek talked about all the girls he had felt
up.  He even claimed he had fucked Judy Woods, the object of many a Rockford boy's fantasy. 
"Ya ever fuck a girl?"

"No. I felt up Dee McAdams at a party last month."

"Ya get her naked?"

"No, she wouldn't let me in her bra."

"Ya know, if you can get'em naked, they'll put out for ya.  Best if ya catch'em in a bikini. One
good pull and bam! There goes the top!  With all your money, I bet ya could fuck almost any girl
ya wanted.  Tell ya what, call Judy and invite her over.  She's older than you, but I'll bet she'll
fuck ya!"

It was about eight and Bob came out on the patio ready to leave for the evening.  "Carl, be sure
and cover the hot tub when you get out.  Don't make a mess and clean up after yourself and your
friend."

"Yes, sir."

After Bob had left, Carl asked Derek, "Have you ever seen any dirty movies.  You know, with
naked girls and fucking?"

"No.  Have you?"

"Come see."

Carl and Derek got out of the hot tub, dried off and went upstairs.  Carl pulled out a video titled
"Roundup at the Circle Cum Ranch".  The setting was out west.  The ranch hands' main job
apparently was servicing the needs of the owner, a buxom blonde with huge tits and an insatiable
appetite for big cocks.  True to its title there were lots of close-ups of dicks squirting cum into
the face of the cock-sucking blonde.

Derek watched intently, slightly licking his lips.  "Jesus! Where'd ya get this?"

Carl watched Derek's dick get hard under the bathing suit.  Derek's balls began to ache for
release.  He then noticed that Carl was studying his hard on and not watching the movie, and saw
that Carl had a hard on too.  The older boy reached out and boldly squeezed Carl's dick.  Carl
made no effort to push his hand away.  Derek looked him in the eyes and kept squeezing and
releasing.  Sensing consent, Derek pulled off Carl's trunks in one move.  He grabbed the exposed
erect penis and squeezed again.  Carl lay back on the floor in total submission, oozing pre-cum. 
Derek stood, dropped his trunks to floor and kicked them away.

Derek was physically very mature.  His dick was much larger than Carl's and he had a full crop
of black curly pubic hair.  Carl lustfully eyed Derek's dick, he'd only seen larger ones in the
videos he borrowed from his dad's "secret" collection.  Carl sat up. Kneeling he gently took the
big dick into his hand and stoked it.  Derek placed his hands behind Carl's head pulling Carl's
face closer to his organ.

"You like my dick? Ya wanna suck it?  C'mon, suck it ya little fag! Suck it!" 

Carl willingly took Derek's cock head into his mouth, and swirled his tongue across the tip,
probing the slit, savoring the feel of hardened dick flesh.  Derek pulled Carl's head into his
crouch, forcing his dick deep into Carl's mouth.  Carl gagged, but Derek pulled back and the
rammed his dick deep again. He fucked and he fucked Carl's mouth just like a Cum Ranch
cowboy until he came.  Carl's mouth was flooded with such copious quantities of cum, that he
had some trouble swallowing it all before he choked. 

Derek pulled his softening dick from Carl's mouth.  "I'm gonna to have lots of fun with you
tonight.  You'll get just what ya want, ya little cock sucker, and I'll get what I want! Give me a
few minutes and then ya can suck me some more!"

He had Carl stand and then lie on the bed.   Derek fondled Carl's prick while they watched the
video that played on.  Curiously, the naked cowboys had on their hats and boots.  The cowboys
were now fucking the blonde, one, two, three at a time. Soon Derek's dick began to rise again. 
He began beating off Carl in earnest, and soon Carl ejaculated into Derek's hand.  Derek
smeared Carl's fresh cum on his own hard dick.

"Roll over!  Yeah, that's right.  Now get on your knees, faggot!  That's it, now spread em!"

Derek reached around and milked a little more cum from Carl's dick, then smeared the few
drops of jisim around Carl's anus.  He positioned himself and guided his dick into contact with
the exposed rectum.  He pressed hard, forcing the sphincter to stretch.  Carl cried out loud, his
voice joining the vocal theatrics of the movie.  Derek wasted no time burying his dick to the hilt,
deep in Carl's butt. Immediately he started fucking hard without any regard for his whore.

At first it hurt.  But soon his abused ass adjusted, the muscles of his sphincter relaxing to permit
free entry of the punishing cock.  The pain gave way the pleasure, the cries of pain giving way to
guttural sounds of sexual abandonment as Derek continued to pound away at his ass.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!  Ahhhhhh! Oh, god!! Ahhhh!  Ohhhh!!! Oh,
yesss!  Oh, yesss!  Oh, that feels soooo good!  Ahhhh! Don't stop! Please don't stop! Ohhhhh!!! 
Ohhhh, god!  Don't stop! Ohhhhhh!!!! Oh, yes! Ahhh!  Oh, yessss!!!!"  

Carl was really enjoying the hard ass fucking he was receiving.  Breathless, Carl partially opened
his eyes and forced them to focus.  There, about six feet behind and to the right of Derek stood
his dad!  

"Oh, shit!!! Oh, shit!!!"  Carl struggled to get up and free himself of the impaling cock.

"Be still ya god damned faggot! I'm not through fucking ya yet!" snarled Derek.  

He forced Carl's head down on the bed and rammed Carl's butt some more.  Derek then caught a
glimpse of movement in his peripheral vision and turned to see Bob, standing there almost
within arms reach.  

"Oh, shit!"  Derek jumped away, ripping his dick out of Carl's gapping hole. "Oh, shit!"  Derek
bolted for the door, ran down the stairs and into the cabana.  "Oh, shit!"  He franticly searched
for his clothes, found most of them and ran off naked into the dark.  

When he was safely away from the house and hidden in the woods, he hurriedly put on what
clothes he had grabbed. He had his shoes, but only one sock.  He had his shorts, but no
underwear.  He had a shirt, wasn't his, but what the hell!  He made his way out of the woods and
across town to his home.  He was relieved that Carl's dad wasn't there and was comforted by the
realization that their phone had been disconnected earlier in the day.

"What are you doing here?" asked his mother.

"I was bored.  I'd rather be home."

"That works out just fine.  The movers just finished up and left about ten minutes ago.  We have
nothing to do now but leave first thing in the morning."

"Hell, we can leave now," added his father.  "I don't cherish the thought of sleeping on the floor. 
I'd just as soon start driving tonight.  Let's finish with the trash and get the hell out of here."

Within thirty minutes the Johnsons were leaving Rockford for Indiana.  Derek relaxed knowing
he was scot-free.  He grinned thinking about the ass fucking he gave that little rich queer tonight. 
He took great amusement in imagining what Carl's dad was doing to him.  He wished he had
stolen the video as a memento.



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