Sex Club Level 2 – The Twins

Sex Club Level 2 – The Twins

After that first day, I was hooked on Sex Club. I went to the pool every day. When Elliot had to work, he obviously couldn’t meet with the club. Instead another member, Kyle, ran the meetings. And when I say “ran the meeting”, I really mean supervised all the sex that would go on. I learned that my initiation was an event, and that most of the time the club members just got together and had sex.
Now, I don’t mean it was one huge orgy of all ages. The older members (15-18) basically kept to there own, and the younger kids (11-14) did the same, with a little cross over in between groups. All together there might’ve been 15 members there at one time. And there would be a few different members at each meeting, depending on who was available on what day. The 11 year olds were almost always there. I came to learn they lived within walking distance, and had summer passes. Their parents encouraged them to come! I assume they had no clue why the kids really went.
Some days there would be an initiation like mine, The Boys taking turns with the recruit. Any who failed usually made it in on the second try.
Other days, big days, members would choose to advance in the ranks. The basis of advancement? Have sex with pre-selected higher-up members called Stars, holding to the “No Release” rule of the Initiation. The prize? To become a Star yourself, with your own nickname (like The Boys), and a star patch sewn onto your robe for each level.
Many of the members had gold stars, numbered 1-8. I knew from the beginning I wanted to be a Star. I approached Elliot one day, before the day’s meeting, and asked him about advancing.
“You wanna give it it a go, Sport?”
“I want a star, Elliot. I’m going to do whatever it takes.” I told him, determined.
“It takes eight tests, Sport-O.” He said to me, walking me the rest of the way to the Rec. Building. “You’ve seen one or two challenges haven’t you? It’s a long road to a earn a star, buddy.”
“I know, but I’m ready!” I said, a little exasperated as we entered the building.
Elliot unlocked the locker room and ushered me in to get into my (starless!) robe. A few minutes later a few of the younger kids arrived in the locker room, changing into their robes, though I never understood why. They were usually the first to shed them and get to work. I left the locker room and headed to the stands, waiting for the rest of the members. Most showed up within the next ten minutes or so. The Boys were already in one corner, in various stages of arousal, one already buried in another ones ass. Kids. A few of the older teen members were talking in the opposite stands with their robes open, absent mindedly playing with themselves.
One boy had a star with a big 2 sewn onto his robe.