During the winter after my 12th birthday I learned about a winter swim league down at the local recreation center. Mom encouraged me to go out for it, but without Uncle Rod coaching, and Chipper and Alex on the team, I really didn't feel much like participating. But, after lots of pursuading, she got me to go and check things out.
It was a nice place, the rec center. A lot nicer than I expected from a small town like this. There was a weight room, and a sauna, and paddle ball courts (I think I'll skip those - heh, heh!), and the HUGE indoor pool.
I had already decided that I wasn't going to join any team. I wasn't very good (I was all right, I guess, but the older I got the better everyone else seemed), and the only reason I was on the team before was because of family.
So, I watched from a far. The other kids were really good. Very fast. At some point Mr. Heyman saw me. It turns out her two little monsters were both on the team.
"You going to join?" she asked.
"No, I don't think so," I said, watching the drills.
"I know Ben and Suzanne would love it if you joined them!" she said, all Mrs. Cleaverly.
"Oh, well," I said shrugging. About that time Ben came running up to us.
"Hey, Tommy!" he said, all out of breath. "Didja see me?"
"No, I must have missed you." About that time his mother left us alone. He started chattering a million miles a minute. UGH! I just wanted him to SHUT UP, but off he went.
"So," I said, cutting him off. "Whose the best kid on the team?"
"Oh, that depends," Ben said, biting his bottom lip. ATimmy is pretty good, and so is Boyd, and the best kid in my age group is probablly Horsey."
"Horsey?" I laughed. "What kind of name is that?!"
"Just a nick name," Ben said. "You know what nick names are, dotcha!," he added, teasing.
"Yes," I sighed, thinking about the name that has continued to haunt me - APPLE BUTT.
"Anyway, he's Horsey, or Horse. His real name is Chris," Ben added, pointing to the most adorable brown headed little nine year old on the planet.
"Why do you all call him Horsey?" I asked.
"He's got a really big weenie, like a horse! Ben said, matter-of-factly.
"You mean he's got a large penis?" I said, needing clarification.
"Sure, that too. Calvin over there named him that one day after we were showering. Listen, gotta go." And off he went, although I barely noticed, as my eyes were now fixated at Horsey's crotch. It was hard to see anything through his sweat pants.
Sure enough, though, when he stripped them off to do his laps, it was quite obvious why the child was called "Horse." He had the most massive python squeezed into his speedos, I began wondering how exactly he was able to move around!
THIS THING WAS GIGANTIC!!
I started hyperventelating, as my relatively small _c_o_c_k_ sprung way to attention. I finally turned and looked away from that bulge; it was just too much!
I left there, and actually ran into Skyler, who was out shopping with his Dad.
"So, what do you know about this kid Horsey?" I asked him, when we were alone.
"Man!" Skyler said, shaking his head. "Don't even get me started."
"What do you mean?"
"That little creep has been the biggest pain in my ass," Skyler said, still shaking his head. "Chris is a real fart-knocker."
"Is it true, though?" I asked, cautiously.
"Is what true?"
"About his....you know....his pecker," I whispered, as Sky's face lit up.
"OH! That!" he laughed. "I don't know. All I know is what I see crammed into his swim suit down at the swimming hole."
"Swimming hole....?!"
"Don't ask," Skyler said, cutting me off with a finger in the air. "Anyway, I tried to get him to skinny dip one time and the ass hole didn't budge."
"Looks like it's huge, huh?" I was obsessed.
"I guess," Sky shrugged. "You should ask Calvin and Timmy. They're on his team."
I nodded, and changed the subject, even though I was still thinking about nothing else than that big _d_i_c_k_ on that little boy.
The next week I was at school talking to Calvin. We were talking about sports, and I asked him if they knew of a nine or ten tear old kid named "Horse." Calvin started laughing, and pulled me aside; this is what I had been wanting.
The real story!
Evedently Chris had hit puberty when he was barely eight years old. At that age, he didn't know what he had between his legs, but a lot of other people did.
"Since the time he was eight, hardly a week goes by when he's not getting laid!" Calvin said, as my mouth fell open. Being only twelve myself, and still totally hairless, the concept of actual _s_e_x_ was still pretty foreign to me. I mean humping to a dry orgasm with your best friend is one thing, and getting _f_u_c_k_ed in the ass by your cousin's best friend is another, but this....this was too much!
"By who?"
"Everyone!" Calvin said, throwing his arms up in the air. AIt seems that everyone feels this need to touch it, and play with it to make sure it's real or something."
"No way!"
"Yes way! During last summer he mows a lot of lawns in the neighborhood," Calvin said, looking around cautiosuly to make sure no one else heard what we were talking about. "Anyway, someone the people on his route bring him inside and pay him, without actually giving him moneyYif you know what I mean!"
"NO _f_u_c_k_ING WAY!" I was stunned; this didn't make a lick of sense to me.
"Sure enough they do!" Timmy laughed. AI heard that Mrs. Dudley gives him b. j.'s!"
"Blow jobs!" I gasped, remembering that time I first saw Chipper sucking on Brandon's _d_i_c_k_. WOWSERS!
"And Miss Whitley, will let him actually _f_u_c_k_ her!" another voice piped in; it was Timmy.
"You guys have got to be kidding!" I was floored that so much debauchery was going on in this tiny town.
"When's he's done mowing, she'll invite him in, always to just get cleaned up," Timmy continued. "She has that kid naked in no time, and he's humping her like no one's business!"
"Little ass-hole!" Calvin added.
"Then he goes and showers and leave, and doesn't get any money."
"But he's only 10!"I was so flabergasted, and yet so turned on.
"So, he's got the shlong of a 25 year old!" Calvin laughed.
"That's why I first called him Horse." Cuz he's hung like a _d_a_m_n_ horse!" Timmy chuckled.
"So, anyone else?" I was about to explode in my pants. "Does he do it with anyone else?"
"Geez, it's more like EVERYONE else!" Timmy said.
"People can't keep their hands off of it."
"What about guys?" I whispered, really wanting to know.
"Oh yeah!" Timmy said, nodding his head. "Most of them are guys!"
"What does he do?" I wondered, softly.
"Well, I've heard that there's one old guy who loves it when Chris _f_u_c_k_s him in the butt," Calvin said, as we moved further away from the lunch room crowd.
"And a bunch of the high school guys love getting him alone and jerking him off and sucking on it," Timmy added.
"I'm pretty sure he's taken it up the butt a few times," Calvin said, looking to his friend for clarification.
"Yeah, you never hear him when he farts!" Timmy joked, as we all cracked up.
"I guess the best Horsey story was when he was mowing the McCormick house, you know the big one near the pond," Calvin said.
"Oh yeah!" Timmy added, nodding his head. "This is a classic story!"
"Well, Horse was winded from the yard, cuz it's a big friggin yard. He went to the barn to splash some water on his body. Well, the little creep sees that no one is around, so he strips down to his white underpants and douses himself with the water."
"That's when he hears it!" Timmy punctuates.
"A noise behind him. He turns, and who is in the barn by Kenny McCormick and his girlfriend, Betty."
"What were they doing there?" I asked.
"Oh, they go out there and fool around a lot," Timmy confided.
"Yeah, so they see Chris, naked and wet, and Kenny gets pissed," Calvin continues.
"Why is he pissed?" I ask.
"Dunno. Maybe he just wanted to screw his girl in peace," Calvin said, rather annoyed with me. "Any-who, he takes Chris by the hand and leads him over to a bail of hay, he puts Chris over his lap and gives him a spanking right there in the barn!"
"No way! Right in front of Bonnie?!"
"Her name is 'Betty,' and yeah ....right in front of her!"
"Was he naked?" I needed to know.
"Not at first," Calvin explained. "First he swatted him a couple of times over the seat of his wet underpants, but then his girlfriend suggested that she'd like to see his ass."
"Heh-heh," Timmy chuckled. "Just like with Skyler, huh!"
"Yeah," Calvin agreed, not sharing that little inside joke. "Anyway, he had him good and naked for about five minutes. When he was done all three of them were so turned on!"
"Betty, especially," Tim added. "After she saw that _c_o_c_k_ on Chris, she wanted it bad."
"So, yeah, with a red, sore ass, Horse got his huge 9 year old _d_i_c_k_ sucked on good right there in the barn!" Calvin said quietly.
"Right in front of her boyfriend?" I asked.
"Right in front of the guy who had just spanked his ass," Calvin continued. "And the whole time, Kenny was choking his chicken."
"Well, tell him what happened to Horse later!" Tim said, egging on his buddy.
"I was getting there," Calvin said, in all the seriousness a 12 year old can muster. "So, after the teenagers are done with him, Horse goes into the house to get cleaned up. And that's when Mrs. McCormick, Kenny's mom, seduced him."
"No....!"
"Right there in the bathroom, she comes in, and makes him stick his face in her private parts!"
AEeeewwweee!" I said loudly.
"Then, she had him _f_u_c_k_ her right there in the bathroom!" Timmy continued, ajusting his pants. "He _f_u_c_k_ed her like a big dog, too!"
"Well, she's in there with Chris, when Mr. McCormick, her husband and Kenny's father comes home!" Calvin said, clearing his throat. "He was furious, because Horse hadn't finished the job."
"Either job," Tim laughed. "He didn't a chance to finish _f_u_c_k_ing Mrs. McCormick when Mr. McCormick showed up!"
"Yeah, so anyway, he finds Horse, naked and still erect...."
"He still had his boner!" I was stunned.
"Yeah, he was in the bathroom by himself, and his _c_o_c_k_ was HUUGE!"
"Bigger than anything Mr. McCormick had seen!" Calvin laughed.
"Bigger than anything Mrs. McCormick had felt, I'm sure!"
"Well, where' the wife?" I ask.
"Mrs. McCormick had split," Calvin said. "Well, Mr. McCormick, being a pretty pissed off sort, dragged Chris to the bedroom, where he then gave Chris a big time bare ass spanking!"
"A second spanking!" I laughed; _d_a_m_n_ I hated when that happened!
"Oh yeah! Over and over and over agan, all over Chris' bare ass. And don't forget, his _d_i_c_k_, his big horse _d_i_c_k_, was sticking way out too."
"Yeah, I wish I had seen that one!" Timmy said, sighing.
"Man," I added, solumly, almost out of respect. "I bet he couldn't sit after that, the little _s_h_i_t_!"
"Well, especially after MISTER McCormick supposedly rolled Horse over on his tummy and then HE _f_u_c_k_ed HORSE!" Calvin said, nodding his head in agreement with himself.
"NOY_f_u_c_k_INGYWAY!!"
"Yup," Timmy said in an >awe-shucks' kind of way. "Mr. McCormick buried his bone that night right up Chris' poop shoot!"
"_f_u_c_k_ed him so hard, you could hear Christopher squeal all the way up the street to the Phillips place!" Calvin claimed.
"And everyone knows about this?!" I was stunned.
"Well, not really," Calvin continued. "After McCormick did his business into Chris' ass, Horse was so mad he was going to call the cops."
"Cuz he was raped, after all," Timmy pointed out.
"By about everyone in that _f_u_c_k_ing family!" Calvin laughed.
"But Kenny got to him first!" Tim added.
"Yeah, so in exchange for not telling the cops or anyone about it," Calvin began as he leaned into me to whisper, "Christopher got to _f_u_c_k_ Kenny in the ass!"
My eyes wanted fall out! I was stunned. Before I could say anything to question them, it was suddenly time we all had to go back to our classes. I had missed lunch, but I no longer had an appetite. Even if it was a bunch of bull_s_h_i_t_ they had just told me (and I did find out much later that most of what happened with the McCormicks was bull _s_h_i_t_, that story, and the thought of Chris in those Speedos, and the _d_a_m_n_ nick-name....well, I wanted to believe it.
I went the rest of the day not hungry at all. At least not for any real food. All I could think about was chowing down on some fine Horse Meat.