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by George I was always intrigued, and somewhat intimated, by the older guys who hung out at the local service station, some of whom worked their, the rest just killing time in a boring little rural town. I was about 13 and they were 16 and 17. My parents disapproved of them and told me to keep away from them because they were a bad influence. That only made me more attracted to them. I would go to the garage, as we called it, with my brother who was 17 at the time. Since I was younger than them, they would tease me, with my brother's help, and threaten to "grease my balls." This was a ritual that I'd heard about many times before and I was deathly afraid they would do it to me. I'd heard stories about how they would grab kids my age, pull their pants down, and put axle grease all over their genitals. As scared as I was that this might happen to me, I was also excited by the idea. One Saturday afternoon, my brother and I went to the garage to hang out. There was a new kid there who had just been hired to pump gas. I recognized him from school but didn't know him well. His name was Barry. He was about 15 and two grades ahead of me. Between servicing cars that pulled in, the guys would hang out in the service bays watching their friends changing tires, and doing oil changes and lubes. I can still remember the smell of that place. Oily, musty and very manly. Throughout the afternoon, the teasing of the new kid got progressively worse. I felt sorry for him but was relieved that he was the target of their abuse and not me. They would call him queer, and homo, and tease him about having a small dick. The owner was rarely around to hear this since he was busy selling used cars at his lot next door. Finally, when there were no customers at the pumps, the guys decided it was time to initiate the new guy. They called him into the service bay, and he dutifully obeyed, not knowing what he was getting into. One of the guys grabbed Barry from behind, and another quickly pulled down the kid's pants and underwear. A third guy held them down around his ankles. When he started to yell, they shoved an old rag in his mouth. I was standing there frozen in fear and excitement. His cock was a lot bigger than mine which was still in the growing stages. He also had a lot more public hair than me, and it was jet black. He squirmed and struggled, but was it was hopeless. The meanest guy of all, Charlie, got a can of axle grease from the workbench and scooped up a handful. He smeared it all over Barry's cock and balls. All the other guys were hysterical with laughter. Charlie kept rubbing Barry's cock and in spite of himself, it started to grow. I was shaking with anticipation. When Charlie saw that Barry was getting hard, he wrapped his around Barry's cock and started to stroke it. The guys were making comments about Barry liking it and being queer. Now Barry's cock was fully hard and about 6 inches. I had never seen a cock that big before which mad me rock hard. I adjusted my four inch boner so that the older guys would not see me getting excited by this scene. Charlie was stroking faster now and Barry had stropped struggling and was now thrusting his hips in time with the stroking. I could tell he was getting close to cumming. Finally, he let out a big spurt of jism that flow about four feet. Then three or four more spurts followed. I was dripping with precum and was afraid there would a visible wet spot in my pants. After Barry finished cumming, the guys let him go and he quickly pulled up his pants and ran from the bay. When we got home, I went straight to the bathroom and jacked off thinking about that scene. I kept hoping I'd see the guys grease another kid's balls, but I never saw that happen. Today, I still get turned on by watching one guys stroke another guy off, and I think it was because of this early experience that turned me on so much.