Chapter Ten: New Friends
As soon as I got home that night I raced to my and logged on to the usual forums to change my profile: no longer a virgin. I felt like a certified slut now, a new found confidence in talking to these guys knowing that not only had I been what their after but now I knew I could bring home the goods, I felt powerful in my own weirdly submissive way. It made sense in my head anyway.
Then I got to searching for Steven and Derek. Nothing, no one around my area with those names. Of course they wouldn't be from around my area, they're an away team, and I completely forgot to catch the teams name today. Defeat.
I sat back frustrated with myself, figuring out how to ask Dad the name of the opposition today without it sounding suspicious. No matter how I rehearsed it in my head it never sounded convincing, I just didn't care enough about cricket before, why would I be interested now?
I guess I'd just have to wait until they found me or set up that group chat / open forum discussion and pray they kept a wide enough search radius for it to catch me. Fingers crossed.
It seemed like weeks went by with no activity on the forums or group discussions, but in reality it had probably been just a few days. Still I'd try to search for both of them and find nothing, and no new chats had been set up near my area. Maybe this is what they do, fuck and chuck. Wouldn't surprise me, and I kind of felt turned on by feeling so disposable. That's that then, back to speaking to random guys.
Then suddenly one night I was browsing the new chats trying to find new guys who had either just joined or I hadn't talked to yet (which was a slim pool). The list didn't seem too tempting:
- Old couple looking for third - Discussion on hotel choices - Muscular young guys
Then suddenly one thread caught my eye.
- Inside intel on a local slut
This peaked my interest, I clicked in and waiting for me was content that made me giggle with excitement. I saw a fervour of content, message after message from older men from all around the county asking for more info', any pics' `can you give out a location?' I checked to see the stats of the forum and there were at least 39 members. The chat was alive and passionate, just clamouring for the administers to give more details. I had to scroll up to the very top of the chat to get the context and find out what all the fuss was about.
It read from the administrator "busman_"
"Gents, we've got a special one for you. Me and D caught a good one. At an away cricket match we found a real cute cocksucker, pretty as a girl in fact. Must be barely 16, short, thin, hairless, big mop of brown hair.
We really can't overstate how cute this little bitch is and how badly he wanted it. He gave us both head and swallowed. AND then let us both bugger him and cum inside. Pretty special catch, doesn't happen often, let alone at the cricket!
I'll post below a quick snap I got of him while he was napping in D's car just before I bred him, no face obviously but you get a good view of his arse and body.
All of you regular guys deserve a go on her, that's only fair, as being part of the gents club it's what we're in this for. But the last thing we want to do is expose the little princess to the home team, that ruins the fun for him and all of us gents. If you just show up to the ground and start sniffing around the game is over.
So in the meantime remind me which of you boys play cricket and I can give you some more hints but we'll leave it at that for now, until we get in touch with him some other way.
It'll be part of the fun you boys trying to figure out when and where you'll find him, here's what you can know: just look out for this little helper who's there 12th man, probably hanging around the changing rooms or the storage cupboard round the back and give `em a good fucking.
I'm going to make this group private soon and only keep in people I know and trust and that we've met in person before, sorry to the others. Wanted to share the story and picture with you but until we know you for sure we can't have you spooking him."
By now it was obvious, they were talking about me, I was immediately horrified when I saw that he was telling the truth about the picture, he must have taken it just before he slammed the door and woke me up.
But that feeling of dread quickly turned to excitement when I saw what followed the picture and his opening message. Admiration, enthusiastic congratulations, pleads for more information, plans for the boy when they did find him and general excitement poured in from all the men.
It felt like I was almost a celebrity among these guys. It was all so exciting, but I knew I couldn't let this moment pass without acting, especially while the messages were coming in thick and fast from so many men.
Now was my moment to make an entrance, and make some new friends...