Date: Tue, 2 Nov 2021 03:21:33 +0000 (UTC)
From: tague michaels <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Stroke Bush

This is just a whimsical little story that came out of nowhere. From here it's going nowhere. It's a one off. If you want more of my stories there are 325 of them on Nifty. I'm sure you'll find something to amuse you, make you laugh or make you hard. In a few cases, make you wet. N-joi

Hugs,
Tag_m

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Boys are interesting creatures. Snips snails and puppy dog tails has always
been an adequate description. Boys are a bundle of unbridled energy held
together by skin. They can be frustrating as hell and a second later win
your heart. While always willing to prank a friend, prone to pointing out
another boys' deficiencies or embarrassing moments and often in front of a
crowd, they also be very secretive. There is a code among boys that there
are just some things that other people don't need to know about.

Always curious, a thought that virtually all boys share is "what would
happen if..."  Boys are risk takers, sometimes low level sometimes very
daring. That is particularly prevalent when it comes to sexual behavior and
more so among the group of newly sperming boys, the 11to14 year
old's. Along with being a bundle of unbridled energy, boys in the early
stages of sexual development are also a bundle of raging hormones. When you
combine those two traits the results can be, well, very interesting.

The stroke bush wasn't really a bush at all but a collections of thick
bushes and brambles that created an enclosed area the size of a normal
bedroom. The "secret garden" had to have been imagined then constructed for
the exact purpose of giving young boys a place to jack off, an almost
public place of you will, while not being public if that makes any
sense. And, it had been cared for by someone during park's 80 years of
existence but nobody knew who nor did they want to know or care. It was a
temporary safe haven for boys and that was all that mattered.

The private enclave was located in an out of the way area of a large city
park, it's location shared not by word of mouth but by actually going
there. It wasn't so much a "go to" spot but more of a convenience station,
although I would learn that for some boys it was a go to spot. A boy or
maybe a boy and a few friends hanging out might have the sudden and
compelling urge to release their sperm which any male knows can come out of
the clear blue sky. The stroke bush was the place to do that.

One of the fun and exciting things about it was that you never knew who you
might find there. It was open to any and all and at any time you might join
or be joined by another boy or boys, who had the heat come on them. If you
were there and someone else wandered in, you didn't bother to cover up
because you were all there for the same reason. If you wandered in and
found it occupied, you simply joined right in, everyone was welcome. No
reason to ask for permission, no reason to expect or demand privacy, that
was part of the deal. And that was explained to each new boy before they
entered. Surprisingly, generations of boys followed the unspoken rule.

Girls weren't allowed either, that was part of the code. If you wanted to
bang a beaver you had to go somewhere else to do it, they weren't welcome
at the stroke bush. Older boys didn't go there, that was another part of
the code. It wasn't that they weren't welcome, but they weren't really. As
a boy got older he understood that it was a place for the younger
boys. Besides, as one got older one learned other means or methods for
getting to the goal of ejaculation and their options for such things
expanded greatly.

I was 12 years old when my friend Jerry introduced me to the stroke
bush. We were just hanging out in the park when the urge to cum came upon
him. "Man, I got a boner from hell Denis. I really gotta jack off." I was
pretty much always up for cumming and asked him what we could do about it.

"Look, there's a place here in the park where boys go to beat off. It's
really private and everything but there's always a chance other boys might
be there but that's cool cuz everybody is there for the same reason." Jerry
and I had beat off together a handful of times and we'd each done it with
other boys but not strangers. Somehow I wasn't put off by that idea so said
okay.

Along the way he explained how it worked, just as I explained it above. It
wasn't just for beating off either. If a couple of boys wanted to suck each
other off that was okay too. Boys even fucked each other there too. He told
me once when he was there a girl came in with another boy. She had long
blond hair and was wearing a white dress that had a pattern of pink ice
cream cones all over it and was carrying a tote bag. Jerry and a couple of
other boys were already there, pants down around their ankles and jacking
off. Of course they were outraged.

"I'm not a girl silly, I'm a boy." He then lifted his dress to reveal a
pair of cute pink panties with a nice bulge in front. "I'm here to get my
pussy filled with boy cock and sperm," the boy said with an effeminate
giggle. She proceeded to pull a small throw blanked out of the tote and
spread it on the grassy ground then got to his knees.

"Anybody want their cock sucked?" It only took seconds before Jerry, his
friend, and the other two boys were stripped naked with their boners
jutting out. The boy sucked each one of them before asking to get
fucked. He stood and took his panties off and revealed a nice sized cock
with no hair at all around it. He got on his hands and knees and pulled his
dress up and exposed his asshole and said there was lube in the bag.

Jerry went first, lubed his cock up and stuffed it up the boys ass and
fucked him silly. Meanwhile the boy was sucking another boys cock and the
two remaining boys were blowing each other. After he shot his sperm in the
boy he pulled out and another boy took his place. As the second boy was
fucking him two more boys came in.

"Hey Charlie," one of them said. She correct him immediately.

"It's Charlene in here." So all of the boys, 5 of them, fucked the boy, who
continued to encourage each boy to fuck his pussy harder, pound his pussy,
make him cum. After everybody fucked him they started around again but
Jerry had to leave.

We were walking along one of the blacktopped paths in the park, this one
through wooded land. There were other dirt paths here and there that went
off into the woods. We had just passed over a small wooden bridge when
Jerry veered off onto a dirt path. We wound around trees and thick brush,
visibility pretty much nil on both sides of it. At one point the path made
a sharp right hand turn and on the left side, Jerry ducked through some
heavy branches that required arms to protect your face. A few feet in and
we were on an even smaller path. The trail kept going but we stopped and
Jerry whispered "knock-knock" which was another part of the code, then bend
down real low, almost crawling, and went into what looked like a little
tunnel through the massively thick brush. Three feet in it went left and we
entered the stroke bush which was, like Jerry had said, a small
room. Surrounded by various kinds of bushes including blackberry vines that
were 10 feet high at least, there was no other way in or out of the
enclosure and of course you couldn't see in or out. It was just plain
fucking cool.

There were already 3 boys there, naked hard and either sucking a cock or
playing with one, one of them was a black kid, well sort of, more like
brown. They barely even looked up when we came in. Jerry started to strip
naked so I did as well. Jerry was a year older than me and closing in on 14
years old. His cock was close to mine in size, pushing 5½ inches give or
take, but where I had hardly any hair at all, he had a veritable bush of
brown curls going on. Like me, he was uncut. About the time we were naked
the others broke apart. The black kid's cock was definitely bigger than the
rest of us plus he had a lot hair, about as much as Jerry, even though he
looked younger.

"Nice dicks you guys and you got your foreskin too," one of them said, "you
want play together?" The other two boys were about the same size as us, a
little bigger or a little smaller and two of them had hair like Jerry, one
of them was more like me. Plus they were kinda cute too. Jerry and I were
both down for it so said yes and dropped down onto the soft grass. That was
another thing, the grass. It just grew there on its own and it was well
trimmed. At least it seemed that way.

Note that there weren't any introductions. That was another part of the
code. There was no need to share your names. If you found someone there
that you knew then a first name "hey there" was more than okay but it
wasn't a requirement. Nobody was there to form new friendships, although I
suppose some did, you were there to play sexy and cum, period.  "Mind if I
suck your dick," the black boy asked me.

 "Sure," I said, "as long as I can suck yours." I'd never even seen a black
boy naked let alone done anything with one. He agreed and we got down to
business, the boy taking hold of me and putting his mouth over my cock and
sucking me. He did a pretty good job, not that I'd ever had a bad
one. Heck, I'd only had a few to begin with. One of the other boys asked if
I wanted to suck his dick while mine was getting sucked and again, I said
sure. I'd never done that before, sucked a dick while I was getting sucked
so I was all about sensory overload.

The boy had a nice enough cock, maybe 6 inches, and nice fat balls. He
dropped to his knees next to my head and offered me his cock. I sucked him
greedily, reveling in his cock. Off to the side Jerry was involved with the
3rd boy, the two of them laying side by side in a 69.

That configuration didn't last long as the black boy wanted to trade places
so he lay down and I straddled his waist and took hold of his cock. It was
pretty nice, a thick one about the same length as me. I discovered that
color didn't matter when it came to dick, they all tasted pretty much the
same. While I did him the other boy did me.

The black boy was a mouthful, bigger than Jerry or the few other boys I'd
sucked. I felt on his balls while I sucked him and got plenty of moans and
he even rubbed my head a little bit. The other kid said he had to get going
so was going to jack off, which he did.

The boy moved to the side and lay back and began pounding his meat. He
played with his balls while he did it and I sort of realized that most boys
probably did that.

"Watch him cum," the black kid said as we both stroked ourselves, "It's
usually pretty good." As I watched my new "sort of" friend reached over and
took hold of my dick and stroked me.

"Is this okay," he asked softly and I nodded my head. "I'm glad," he
practically whispered, "really glad." That got my attention but I couldn't
dwell on it because the other kid said he was going to cum. He had picked
up speed, his balls bouncing around like seeds in a popcorn popper, then
slowed down. When he shot, his sperm went all the way to his neck and it
wasn't a little bubble like I usually made, it was a stream of goo that
left a 6 inch streak down his chest. I was stunned. Even Jerry didn't shoot
like that, at least I hadn't seen him do it.

"Told ya," the black kid said. There was another jet of sperm then all it
did was dribble out of his dick. He lay back panting and gently playing
with his balls while me and the black stroked each other. While we were
watching my hand had moved to his boner and was playing it.

The black kid and I turned to face each other while we played with each
other's dick. The boy was looking over my face as if he wanted to commit it
to memory. "I'd really like to kiss you," he said in his soft warm
voice. "Do you kiss boys?"

"I never have before, no." He asked if I wanted to try it. I just happened
to glance over saw that Jerry and the other boy were kissing, another thing
that I didn't know my friend did, so said sure. He moved in and put his
lips against mine and kissed me very gently. I was surprised at how soft
his lips were. He backed off then moved in again and this time I responded
back, not that I'd ever done that before but I had a good idea about how it
was done. It didn't take long before we were kissing seriously. My heart
was beating like crazy and my cock was as hard as it had ever been. I
finally had to stop.

"Oh man I gotta cum," I panted.

"Me too," the boy gulped. I glanced over and Jerry was pounding his dick
along with the other kid so me and my friend lay side by side and got right
down to it. I was left handed and he right handed so I shouldn't have been
surprised when he took hold of my hand and held hands while we jacked off.

I came first, announcing it of course, and a small stream of sperm shot out
onto my belly and that was pretty much it although I continued to stroke
myself.

"Nice," my new friend said then a moment later he cummed as well. It wasn't
as big a cum shot as the first kid, who had already left, but it was still
significant. He pumped his black cock and coaxed 2 more jets of sperm
before he started just dripping.

"That was a good one," he said after a moment then added, "They're all good
ones but that one was better than most. Thank you," he said, then leaned
over and kissed me again. I liked kissing and wanted to do more but jerry
and the other kid were wiping their sperm on the grass then started to get
dressed.

"My name is Taj," he said quietly. "Do you come here much?" I told him my
name and said it was my first time. "I hope you come more often. I like you
Denis. You're cute and sexy. Maybe we could like, you know, hang out or
something." I found myself wanting to spend more time with him so told him
I'd like that too.

"Tomorrow, noon, by the fountain. Okay?" I nodded my head and said okay.

"Knock knock," a voice said from outside the bushes. Both Taj and I had
started to get dressed when 2 more boys crawled through the tunnel into the
enclosure.

"Hey," the first one through said with a nod. I recognized him from school
but he was a grade higher and I didn't know him but said "hey" back at
him. The second boy through was younger than us but a real cutie. They
started get undressed and as we started out through the bush tunnel I heard
the little kid say,

"Did you bring the lube?" I figured the older boy asked so I assumed the
younger boy was gonna get fucked. I sort of wanted to stick around and
watch that. We walked single file on the first part of the trail with me in
the middle and Taj behind me. He patted my ass a few times and as we
stepped onto the larger trail he whispered,

"I love your butt." We walked together in silence and at the next fork in
the trail, Taj went one way and we the other. "See ya around," he said as
he left.

"So what'd ya think," Jerry asked as soon as we were out of earshot.

"That was fun as fuck," I said honestly.

"It looked like you were having fun, two on one, how could you not. I
didn't know you liked to kiss."

"I didn't know you did either but it my first time. I never done it
before." Jerry nodded his head.

"Looked like you enjoyed it," he replied with a grin. Jerry answered that
with maybe we'll have to do it more often." I just nodded my head. I wasn't
sure that I wanted to kiss Jerry, not for any reason mind you, it just
didn't sound like fun. Maybe it was because he was a friend and kissing on
a stranger was different. Still, I was looking forward to kissing on Taj
again.

"I gotta head home, shit to do," Jerry said when we reached our bikes. We
said our "see ya's" then went our separate ways.

At home, I thought about what had happened. The cock sucking wasn't
particularly out of the ordinary but the kissing was. Thing was, I liked
it. A lot. And as I lay in my back yard thinking about it I got hard. I
liked girls, at least I thought I did, but I also liked Taj. Maybe it was
because he was he was different, he was black. I loved sucking his dick and
sure loved kissing on him. I decided not to think about it. or at least I
tried not to but he kept creeping back into my brain. That night in bed, I
ended up jacking off thinking about him, thinking about what we did but
even more so, what we might do.

I went to the fountain in the park the next day, on time, but Taj didn't
show up so after an hour I left. I did it again the next day and the day
after that. On the third day I was feeling the heat building up in my body
so decided to go to the stroke bush. On the one hand I was hoping that no
one was there so I could enjoy being naked and hard all by myself. On the
other hand, I was hoping someone would be there, somebody I didn't know and
might be open to playing around.

I made it to the first fork and didn't see anyone around, so ducked in
through the bushes. As I got to the second fork, the young blonde kid I'd
see last time was coming out, a small back pack slung over a shoulder.

"Hey," he said, his voice even higher pitched than mine. I said hey back at
him. "Nobody in the bush," he said, disappointment in his voice. "Unless
you want to play." Now there was hopefulness in his voice. He was a darling
cute boy for sure. He was a smaller than me, and I wasn't exactly a
linebacker or anything. He had almost white blonde hair that hung just
above his big blue-green eyes, a smattering of light colored freckles
across the bridge of his nose and onto his pale cheeks. His lips were so
pink and very inviting, a thought that caused me to wonder.

"Sure," I answered and joy spread across his smooth young face. I followed
him through the tunnel and once inside he took over.

"Is it okay if we make out and kiss and stuff, to get started." I agreed
and we lay down and snuggled in close. "I love kissing and not a lot of
boys do," he said then gently pecked me on the mouth. I responded as best I
could considering my limited experience. It didn't take much before it was
like you see in the movies, kissing furiously, moaning, hands all over each
other.

"God this gets me so hot," he panted for a moment then practically attacked
me, rolling me onto my back and kissing me like there was no tomorrow. I
was getting into it too and didn't mind but kissed him back like I meant
it, which I did. Finally he moved off of me.

"I gotta be naked," he said, his fog hotness clearly evident, "I gotta let
my hard boner out," he said and quickly began undressing. I was right there
with him and we dropped our briefs, letting our boners pop out like a jack
in the box. "You gotta a nice dick," he said and without further ado went
after it like a dog after a steak bone. The kid sucked cock better than Taj
and that was saying something. "I love your foreskin," he said during a
short pause and went back to it, licking all over my swollen cock head and
down the shaft to my balls and he licked there too. I was a little shocked
at how aggressive he was but I didn't complain. No siree bob.

He finally stopped to allow me to blow him and I went at it with almost as
much enthusiasm as he had. He had a nice cock, almost as big as mine, which
surprised me, and his balls hung sort of low between his legs but there
wasn't a hair in sight. The end of his dick was almost red and it
practically quivered right before my eyes. I took hold, put it in my mouth
and began sucking him. I learned that I loved the feel of a cock in my
mouth. I sort of knew it Taj but now I was convinced. I loved its hardness
but also the softness of the skin. I love the warmth of it, the feel of
it. I sucked on him, took a chance and licked his balls then went back to
sucking.

"Did you shower this morning," he asked when I finally stopped and I nodded
my head. "Me too. Pull your legs back," he commanded. Naturally I asked why
and he told me. "I want to lick your butthole." I didn't get a chance to
say anything because he said, "you'll love it, trust me." Well, I was
pretty much willing to do almost anything at that point so did as asked and
a moment later he was doing it, licking my butthole.

Jesus fucking christ on a hot ritz cracker that felt good. I would never
imagine such a thing. I knew my butthole could feel good and there had been
times when I rubbed mine and even got a finger in there, and a good healthy
shit coming out felt really good, but a tongue? Hot damn. The boy went
after my hole just like he had my cock, with a vengeance. He washed the
entire area all the way to my balls and back down. He finally stopped.

"I'd let you lick mine but I'm too hot to get fucked," he said, his eyes
almost closed from the sexy feelings racing through his body. "Will you
fuck me?" I was stunned, again, but managed to nod my head and squeak out a
yes.

"Awesome," he replied. He turned grabbed his pack, giving me a full view of
an incredibly small but delicious looking butt, and pulled out a
bottle. "Lube," he said by way of explanation. "Have you ever fucked a
boys," he asked while he poured some on his hand then smeared my dick with
it.  I'd never had something slippery like that on my cock but decided that
was going to change. I told him I had never fucked a boy and as he got his
asshole all smeared up he said, "It's easy. Just like falling off a log."
He paused then added with a chuckle, "cept it feels a whole lot better."

"Start by doing me doggy," he said and moved to his hands and knees with
his ass pointed at me. "Go ahead, put it in me." I got behind him, admiring
his pink hole, the first I'd ever seen except for my own. Actually I'd seen
butthole before but only quick little glances like when a boy bent over in
the locker room or something. I held my cock down then touched the end to
his puckered muscle and pushed.

"Go ahead, push hard," the boy said, his voice almost husky from being
sexed up. I pushed harder and my dick started to bend so I pushed down on
the middle to straighten it out and all of a sudden it went inside the
boys' ass. The boy yelped and told me to hold up a sec. I waited for a
moment, staring at my cock sticking out of his ass and felt a sense of
pride or something. I was going to do it. Every boys' dream. My dick was in
a tight hole and I was going to fuck. He finally told me to go ahead but do
it slow so I did, watching as inch after inch of my cock went inside of
him.

The feelings were amazing. The grip that his asshole had on me was better
than anything I'd ever felt. Sure, getting sucked was pretty cool but
nothing like this. I finally stopped with my hairs pressed against his
butt.

"Your dick feels really good in my asshole," the boy mumbled, "now fuck
me." I held on to his hips and began to fuck him, being very careful not to
come out of him. I got a rhythm going so could pick up speed and pushing
into him harder which apparently was working for him because he said,

"Oh yeah, like that." I was trying real hard to not cum. I didn't want it
to end, at least not too soon. I wanted to be able to give a good showing
after all. After a couple minutes I told him I was close to cumming so he
told me to stop and pull out of him slowly, so I did. Of course I had to
check out my cock to see if it had changed somehow or if it had any shit on
it. It hadn't and it didn't.

"I want you to fuck me on my back good and proper like a boy is s'pose to
be fucked. Of course I had no idea how a boy was supposed to be fucked so
took his word for it. He rolled onto his back and pulled his legs back out
of the way. I got into place and put my cock back inside of his ass, sort
of surprised how easy it went it.

"Go ahead and get it in me but stay on your knees. I did noticed that his
butthole was sort of opened and it made me wonder if that was permanent but
I reasoned that it wasn't since I was sure he'd been fucked before and I
saw it completely closed 5 minutes before.

"Now put your arms here," he said, pointing to a spot just behind his knees
then lean forward and put your hands on the ground. That way it spreads me
open and it's a better fuck."  It was strange that a kid that was obviously
younger than me knew all this stuff and I wondered how long he been getting
fucked. Turned out it had been since was 8 years old.

Anyway, I did as he told me too and by god it sure did open him up. Somehow
it felt better to me too, having my legs spread like they were. I started
to fuck him. The boy alternated between having his eyes closed as if
reveling in the feelings, and having them open and when they were open he
all but stared into my eyes.

"You're so cute," he panted out, "What's your name? I'm Magnus."

"Denis, with one N," I said. "I like it Denis. I hope we can be friends and
you can fuck me more often." I was open to being friends and to fucking him
more often. I mean, who wouldn't be. He was cute as fuck, sexy as hell, and
he certainly loved playing. Besides, I wanted to try licking his butthole.

"Fuck me hard Denis, make me cum from your cock fucking me. I picked up
speed, trying not to come out of him which was harder cuz I couldn't see
what I was doing. Still, I began slamming my cock into him and the slapping
sounds of our bodies hitting was the loudest around us, causing me to
wonder if it would be heard outside the bush.

Magnus began panting harder and moaning louder. I hears someone say "knock
knock" real soft then the sounds of someone coming through the tunnel. We
were facing away from the entry so I could see and I was close to cumming
and didn't want to stop.

"Holy shit that's hot as rat fuck," I heard a voice say and someone else
mumble agreement but thankfully they didn't say anything more which I
thought was a polite thing to do.

"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum," Magnus cried out, "fuck me ass hard." I
fucked his ass hard then he all but screamed out. I felt his asshole really
grip my cock and it made me cum too. "I can feel you cumming," he said, not
using my name. Goddamn." There were sounds around me of boys taking their
clothes off but I was too hot and too busy for it to distract me. Like all
good cums ours was over way to soon. When I started to slow down he told me
not to take my cock out right away but to leave it in.

"It feels so good having it in there even after I cum." He reached up and
pulled my head down and we kissed some more but it was more gentle than
before I fucked him. I glanced to the side and saw two boys, naked and
jacking off, both pounding their peckers hard and fast. One of them saw me
looking.

"Dude that was hot as fuck to see, I just gotta cum." Magnus got me to let
his legs down then roll us to our sides where my dick fell out of him but
we stayed cuddled up and gently kissing.

"Can we hook up again Denis," Magnus whispered to me and I nodded my
head. "Maybe you could do a sleepover at my house. I have a way cool tree
house we can sleep in and fuck all night." That sounded like a plan to me.

"Gonna cum gonna cum," one of the beating boys said so Magnus and I watched
him shoot, which turned out to be a nice cum shot. We got cleaned up and
dressed and headed out, the other two boys staying. Out on the trail Magnus
declared that he was really glad he met me and we made a plan to get
together again in a couple of days, trading phone numbers in the process.
I ended up spending a fair amount of time at the Stroke bush. I met plenty
of new play mates and some turned into long term friendships. Magnus and I
ended up becoming lovers for about 6 months before we drifted our separate
ways. I did spent the night in his treehouse at least once a month and we
did fuck all night. That boy would rather have a dick up his ass than eat,
swear to God.

I never did see Taj again, at least until I went to college and I saw him
at Freshman orientation. We ended up becoming roommates for our freshman
year and while I'd focused on girls from the age of 15 on, he and I became
lovers. He ended up having an almost 8½ inch cock and I was about an
inch behind him. We took turns being the top which was fine with me. I
enjoyed ass play and getting fucked although not as a regular diet. Taj and
I also ended up sharing a few boys, usually high school age but a few that
were younger.  I ended up spending a Christmas holiday with him and his
family during which he and I fucked his 13 year old brother. That boy was
like Magnus, he loved having a dick in his ass. Kid was hung pretty good
too.

Some years later my wife and I bought a house near the park, but on a
different side. My then 13 year old son spent quite a bit of time there but
then most kids did. It was a great park with lots of things to do. I
causally asked him one if he was hanging out at the bush and he gave me a
blank look so I let it drop, wondering if the thing still existed.

One night when he was 15 we were talking and he brought it up.

"Remember when you asked me about the bush," he asked and I nodded my
head. "I didn't know what you were talking about then my friend Kenny,
remember Kenny, turned me on to it. So I guess boys did it when you were a
kid huh?" So, it was still providing a safe spot for boys. I was glad.

"Yep, sure did," I answered. I knew he wanted to ask more questions but he
didn't. I would have answered them honestly. So then I wondered if my
grandson was using the bush. My son and his wife bought the house he'd
grown up in when I retired. We were having Thanksgiving dinner at their
house one night and afterwards his son Connor said he was going to hang
with friends at the park. My son made eye contact with me, gave me a slight
nod and winked.

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