THE NETWORK BOY (2).
2. INTRODUCED ….WITH A THREESOME.
I got frustrated, I began to doubt Eddie’s claims after the third time ringing the number he had given me. There had been no answer as I’d let the phone ring for fully five minutes. Each time I’d tried to get in touch with him I’d had a delicious sexual tingle running through my body, thinking about what I had done with Eddie in the works hut, only to be disappointed at the unanswered call.
I was going to give it one last shot, one more call before putting the whole thing down to experience and forgetting about it. I always used the telephone box at the end of the road that we lived on, I wasn’t taking any chances on my parents or sisters ear wigging in on me with this one.
I was filled with a mixture of relief and nervous excitement when at last I heard the click at the other end of the line and the telephone was answered.
Eddie was pleased to hear from me, it was a quick call, he said he was in a rush but that he would pick me up at ten that night, if that was OK with me. It was no problem, I was fascinated and intrigued by what he’d said about the people he knew and how they would like me. We arranged that I would wait for him at the telephone box that I was using.
The last and indeed first time I’d seen Eddie he was driving a Land Rover and wearing working overalls, so it came a surprise when the blue Triumph Spitfire car pulled up in front of me at ten that night. Eddie got out of the Spitfire to call me over, he was wearing a smart black jumper and trousers combination.
“You getting in or what?” he said to me over the top of the car.
He had anticipated my reaction at seeing the casual, out of working hours version of him.
“Yes, it’s really me, come on, get in.” He got back into the car and pushed open the passenger door for me.
He looked ten years younger, his short dark hair was neatly brushed, he was still older than my Dad but it was a hugely different looking Eddie from our previous liaison. I gave him a rather nervous hello greeting and he started to drive.
“Won’t be long, we’re going to this pub I know. Someone important that I want you to meet and who is looking forward to meeting you.”
“I’m not quite old enough to get served in pubs yet, will it be OK?” I said to him, a little more innocently than I meant it to sound.
“Well, the fella I’m taking you to meet is the landlord, so I don’t think it’ll be a problem.” He laughed and looked at me. “You look older than eighteen anyway, and surely you aren’t trying to tell me you haven’t had a drink in a pub before. Or have young lads changed out of recognition since I was one?”
He was right, of course I’d done the teenage being drunk stuff and been in pubs before. He told me we were heading for the George and Dragon on the outskirts of town, then started telling me a little about himself. His job at the park was only part time, he used to be the head keeper in charge of a team of five men. His wife had died in a road accident a few years previously and the various insurances and a passed on inheritance meant that he didn’t really need to work at all. They didn’t have children and he had more than enough money now to see him live well enough, but he liked the job and he hadn’t wanted to turn idle. So they’d offered him a part time post to patrol the park for two days a week for as long as he wanted it.
“And, luckily you just happened to be running around the place bollock naked on one of my working days. That’s what I meant when I said it was fate, what do you reckon?” He laughed loudly then looked to me. “It was fate Pauly, no other explanation for it.”
Eddie laughed a lot, I liked that, he had a kindly face that always seemed to be smiling, which made you smile with him. I had been a little puzzled by one thing he’d said though.
“Wife? Eddie, you said you were married. But I thought….” I couldn’t really think what to say next so Eddie took over for me.
“Pauly, Once you get on to the scene you’ll find out, quite a lot of the men are married, some because they swing both ways or some that are in marriages of convenience for money or respectable appearance…”
“And what about you?” I interrupted him, he was turning left to drive onto the empty pub car park.
“Me? I used to swing both ways, but I only go one way now. And I promise you Pauly, you will love the world I’m going to introduce you to.”
Eddie put his hand on my thigh as he stopped the car and rubbed it up from my knee to my crotch. It was a nice night so I’d just put a polo shirt and jeans on, I had made a conscious decision to wear the pair that showed off my arse best. He moved his hand further over to my crotch and squeezed a little, feeling my dick through my jeans.
“Nice, Pauly, I really do think you’ll like what I’m going to show you tonight. You excited?”
“Yeah, I’m excited, I think,” I said, smiling.
“Good, then let’s go, Jim should be shutting up shop in ten minutes or so.”
The big guy behind the bar called time almost as soon as Eddie had ordered the drinks, he had a lager for himself and a coke with ice for me. We sat in an alcove with a small table, it was out of sight of the bar; a place where lovers would normally sit with their drinks to get some privacy .
It was a midweek night and custom seemed very light. Eddie made sure nobody was within earshot and put me in the picture a little. Eddie was one of the main players and organizers involved in a sex network which he had help build up over a number of years. They organized parties and get togethers, they swapped contacts and information between each other to build the network up. All sorts of people were involved from all walks of life and from all over the country. Lads like myself provided the entertainment, they were known as “The Network Boys”. He said they even had a few nice policemen and a member of the local clergy on board. They used quite a few different venues for the group meet ups in every area where The Network was active and everyone was encouraged to share. Which meant that if someone in The Network needed a certain kind of entertainment there was always someone there to provide it, or a member who would know someone who could.
“And that, Pauly, is how I spend my leisure time,“ Eddie said after the explanation. “Sound like something you could be interested in?” he asked as he sipped at his drink
“WOW!” Was about as much as I could say in reply.
“I’ll take that as a yes then shall I?” Eddie laughed again.
A head and shoulders appeared around the corner of the alcove where we sat, it was the big guy from behind the bar.
“Be with you in a minute once I‘ve locked up, the last two are just going out of the door.” He looked at me, then to Eddie before saying to him, “This the lad you were telling me about Ed?”
“Yep, Jim meet Pauly, Pauly, this is Jim,” Eddie said, using his glass as a pointer to each of us.
“Nice, very nice,” Jim said before winking at me and going over to usher the last two customers out and locking the front door.
“OK chaps, the coast is clear,” Jim shouted across the pub to us.
Eddie gestured for us to go into the main bar area where we sat at two high stools. The curtains had been closed and the big, empty main room of the pub with a pool table at it’s centre had been cleared of the customers glasses.
Jim was now behind the bar and was pouring Eddie another drink, he took a whisky for himself and asked me if I wanted anything stronger than the coke I’d had before.
“Nah, coke is fine thanks,” I definitely wanted to keep a totally clear head for this, whatever it was.
I was a bit nervous now, locked in the pub in the company of a guy I’d only met once and another who I’d never seen before in my life. Nervous but excited and even more curious after what Eddie had just told me.
Jim was a big man, tall and wide, he was overweight but not in an obese looking way. His shirt and trousers were well cut, he wore gold jewellery around his neck and a couple of rings. He looked about forty, his mousey hair was cropped close. Like with Eddie I used my Dad as a guide at guessing his age, about four or five years older than him I thought.
Eddie took out a packet of cigarettes and offered them round, Jim refused and took a cigar from a box behind the bar. I did occasionally smoke at the time but didn’t take one, I just wanted to know more about this network. Jim came from behind the bar and sat with us, he took long drags on the large cigar, blowing the thick smoke upwards as he spoke to me.
“So, Pauly, I take it Eddie has told you a few things about what we do? Well, we use this place quite a lot, after hours for parties. I’ll lock up, then about half an hour later people in the know will start to turn up. We usually get going properly about 11.30 and run for as long as those people want it to.” He paused and looked at Eddie. “But, I reckon the best thing would be to show Pauly here the little video from the last one to give him a better idea, what do you think, Ed?”
“I think that’s a very good idea indeed. The stripper one is a good one,” Eddie said, smiling as always.
Jim went back behind the bar and took out a box of video tapes, he looked at the spines of the video boxes until he got to the one he wanted. The video player was underneath the bar, he slipped the tape into the machine and pressed the button to play. He gestured for me to look at the television screen that sat on a stand on the wall above the bar.
“Just watch, and enjoy,” Jim said as he pointed the remote control at the television.
The film had been shot from the very bar we were sitting at, the camera was pointing towards the pool table. There were people milling around at the bar and a large group of men stood around the table, music was playing and a young guy was dancing on the pool table. He was wearing nothing but a pair of shiny red shorts, they were very tight fitting and looked fabulous on him, clothes lay on the pool table that he had obviously taken off and dropped there.
He looked about twenty one years old with a good body, he was plainly enjoying himself on the table with the group of older guys stood around encouraging him. He was rubbing his crotch through the shorts and making thrusting movements with his hips. The camera moved in closer as he slipped his thumbs into the waistband of the shorts and ripped them away from his body in one movement. The shorts flew into the air and one of the audience members caught them, the men gathered around all started to clap and shout as the stripper danced naked on the table, his hard cock bouncing up and down as he danced.
He took a bottle of baby oil from a pocket in the corner of the pool table and poured the oil onto his body, then jumped down from the table into the middle of the now very enthusiastic crowd. Lots of different hands rubbed the oil into his body and other people started to unzip their trousers or take their clothes off around him. The young guy started to suck one of the cocks that had been put into his direction, then he took one in each hand and started to wank them. There were people now stood around him in various states of undress, some just wanked themselves off as they watched him, others waited for their turn to be sucked. The first of the guys he had been sucking shot his load into the strippers face, then others soon followed, they gave out groans and moans of sexual pleasure as they covered his face and body, then the film cut.
Eddie laughed beside me when the film stopped so abruptly.
“Fucking new video camera, not quite worked it all out yet, need a bit more practice with it.”
I’d been transfixed watching the video, it had been amazing, shot in the very room that I was sat in. The stripper had excited me, the fact that he had let so many strangers touch him and wank over him had me drooling.
I turned to take one of Eddie's cigarettes out of the packet on the bar, I needed one after watching the video. When I turned back after lighting the cigarette Jim stood naked in front of me, taking a drink of his whisky. He had a hard on, his dick wasn’t really big but it looked nice as he rubbed it with his free hand.
I looked as Jim’s naked body, he was lightly tanned, everywhere, he either had a sun bed or he sunbathed nude. I wasn’t sure why but it really turned me on to see this guy like this; The film had certainly aroused me but even without the video I would have felt the same way seeing him stood at the bar naked in front of me.
“Well what do you think?” He said, still rubbing his cock.
“WOW!” I replied, for the second time that night one word was all I could muster.
He came and sat on a stool beside me, as he started to stroke his cock a little harder his voice dropped a little, a softer tone, a sexually excited tone.
“Well, the pool table is there Pauly, why not have a go yourself?” He whispered in my ear.
“What? Like the guy on the video? I dunno, I can’t dance, what if…” My reply was panicked and flustered.
Jim interrupted me, putting a finger on my lips to tell me to shut up, which was just as well because I didn’t really know want to say next!
“Pauly, that lad on the film was a professional stripper, we don’t usually use pro’s like that but it was a birthday treat for one of the network fellas. Don’t worry about trying to be like him, just be yourself.”
I felt thrilled about the fact that Jim thought I could do it, that he wanted me to do it, that he was stroking his cock and making himself horny thinking about me doing it.
“And you want me to let you into a secret? How he ripped those lovely shorts clean off in one go?” He put a hand on my thigh and squeezed it as he spoke. “If you watch it again you’ll see where he put his thumbs, Well he’d already made a cut in the shorts before he came on. So they were ready to rip, one hard yank and they were off, an old trick of the trade.”
By his time I’d forgotten about Eddie, he’d nipped to the gents when the film had gone off. It seemed that whilst he’d been in there he’d also taken his clothes off , he reappeared like Jim, totally nude.
His cock was hard, standing proud in front of him as he walked back to the bar. Eddie had a better body and was bigger in the dick department, the nature of his work meant that he was in pretty good physical shape, he was light skinned despite the work he did outdoors.
They were both crotch shaved, I laughed to myself at that. Hell, I thought I was being original but it seemed that everyone did it!
I was pretty amazed at how horny these two men were making me, it was a feeling I liked. In the space of a few days I’d gained a whole new outlook on life and on my own sexuality.
“No point you being the only one with clothes on is there, Pauly?” Eddie said. “Come on, get ’em off!”
“On there?” I said, glancing at the pool table
“Yeah, why not? Let’s have a good look at you, we’ll call it an audition,” Jim said.
As I leapt up onto the green clothed table I realised what was different about it to others that I’d seen in pubs. There was no huge light hanging over the top of it, after seeing the video I knew why. I wondered if Jim’s normal customers ever enquired about it!
It wasn’t much of a strip, I had already taken my trainers and socks off before I’d jumped off the bar stool to head for the pool table. My white polo shirt came over my head and I threw it in Jims direction, he just let it fall where it landed. I stumbled a little as I took off my jeans and briefs in one go and threw them the other way at Eddie. It took no more than a minute before I was naked on the table and trying to dance to the music that Jim had put on the jukebox. It was some sort of dance music, which I wasn’t very keen on, I was into heavy rock stuff.
The only coordination I seemed to have was when I put my hands behind my head and shook my cock up and down with a pelvic movement, but I didn’t care about that, I was loving it!
After a little while Igot down from the table, still trying a poor attempt at dancing in between Jim and Eddie. I now desperately wanted to do what the guy had done in the video and suck their cocks. I got onto my haunches and they moved in, I took Jim's first and found that it felt marvellous in my mouth. He seemed to like what I was doing and put his hand behind my head and pushed my mouth further onto his dick. I had Eddie's in my hand and was wanking it, the thoughts that were rushing through my head were making my own cock rock hard.
“I’m a slut, a real fucking slut,” I kept repeating the words in my head as I sucked Jim's cock.
Until a few days previously I’d only ever fantasized about men, now here I was with two of them on me.
“Shit, shit, suck him, I wanna cumm watching you suck him,” Jim said as he took his dick out of my mouth, his voice now a series of frantic, panting sounds.
He took a step or two back and wanked as I took Eddie in my mouth. It felt different as Eddie was bigger, when he pushed inside my mouth the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat and I thought I was going to be sick, Eddie felt my gagging on him.
“Don’t worry lovely, you're doing fine, just fucking fine.” His voice reassured me.
Jim stepped a little closer and shot his load, giving out a loud satisfied groan as he did so, some of his spunk hit me in the face as I was sucking Eddie. I was now wanking as I sucked him.
“Carry on, doing that to yourself and keep your fucking mouth open,” Eddie said as he pulled away, I did as I was told although I really just wanted to carry on sucking him.
Within a couple of minutes he was cumming, a stream of hot spunk shot outonto my lips, some went into my mouth and his final burst went further down and hit me on my chest.
I was still on my haunches with the pair of them stood around me watching as I wanked myself with their cumm spattered over me, they were encouraging me, egging me on.
“Come on Pauly, make it shoot, lets see that lovely fucking cock cumming,” Jim was almost screaming at me.
I felt the rush as I was about to burst open, my calves gave way and I fell backwards so that I was on the floor with my shoulders against the bottom of the pool table. I cried out in ecstasy as I finally hit shooting point and the spunk flew upwards and outwards. The sensational feeling seemed to last for ages during this astounding orgasm.
“Jesus Christ. Oh, Jesus Christ that was amazing,” I said looking up at the ceiling.
The two men stood over me then gave a mock round of applause as I lay slumped on the carpet.
They both got down onto the floor on either side of me, they gently stroked my body then put their mouths around my nipples, kissing then sucking them. Their tongues moved upwards on me until they got to my mouth. One at a time they kissed me, just lips on lips at first then slipping their tongues inside my mouth until they became passionate and full on.
I waited for the guilt trip, it never came.
When I got home and into bed I didn’t sleep a wink, the thoughts of the previous couple of hours were swirling around in my head and made it impossible to even doze. I was also thinking about what Jim and Eddie had told me about The Network over coffees and a cigarette after we’d got cleaned up after the sex.
It was like a well rehearsed recruiting routine between them, Eddie would speak, then Jim, they would wait for a reaction or a question from me, then carry on selling the ideals of the organization to me.
They told me that once I’d agreed to be one of The Network Boys I would start to meet and be introduced to other members. Different members had different kinks and needs so there would be some I would never come across and some who would hopefully require my services regularly.
The network was a discreet organization, the discretion was the key to it’s success. The film I had watched with Eddie and Jim was a private filming session party, distributed between and for the pleasure of the people there who had agreed to be filmed.
The network would look after me, I would never be asked to do something I was uncomfortable with. I would be paid for parties and given cash on a regular basis for other things like shooting porn films for members or providing entertainment for them
The network could sort me out with work and lodgings if need be. As an example of what they could do they told me that they made sure all their boys got driving lessons if needed and passed their tests first time, such was the number and diversity of it’s members.
I was staggered by it all, the whole organization. I asked would it be a problem about me still living at home with my parents. It wasn’t. I could ring into Eddie as my link every day if I wanted to and find out if there was anything for me. But it would be an advantage if they could get in touch with me as well, Eddie didn’t spend his time sat by the phone at home.
Anything that happened officially within the network in the area went through Eddie and Jim. It would be pretty much OK to take calls at home on the phone in the hallway, Eddie would be a guy who was a football trainer if he ever rang when I wasn’t in and my parents or sisters asked who he was.
The fact that I suggested this told them that I was genuinely interested in becoming one of The Network Boys and they stressed once more about the ability to get digs and a day job if I wanted them.
The network understood that young guys change, fall in love and everything else as their lives move on. We were free to live their own lives outside it and were able to leave at any time with no questions asked on a pledge of secrecy from both sides.
It was a hell of a lot of information to take in at once, they told me to take a few days or a even a week to think things over, then get back to them with my decision on whether to join this sexual society that I’d literally stumbled upon.
Once more in this crazy week of my life I’d been left to ponder whether to make a phone call. This time the decision was easy, I didn’t even sleep on it because I couldn’t sleep. I rang Eddie from the phone box at lunchtime, he answered almost immediately, as if he knewthe callcoming. My heart was pounding and I felt a wave of excitement run through my body as I spoke the words.
“Eddie, it’s Pauly. I’m in!”
“Good lad, I knew you would be,” Eddie replied, I could almost feel him smiling across the phone line.
“I’ll be in touch, got to dash right now, things to do. But I’ll be in touch, soon,” He said as he put the receiver down.
I took a long deep breath, walked out of the phone box and looked up at the clear blue sky.
“Pauly, what are you getting yourself into?” I whispered to myself.
I would find out soon enough.
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