Date: Tue, 26 Dec 2006 15:09:10 -0500
From: cgard 43 <cgard43@hotmail.com>
Subject: YOUNG GUYS PAIRING OFF

Here's a fictional story about a group of guys who 'discover' themselves
while at a corporate training program.  Remember, it's fiction; in real
life, always play safe. Comments welcome to Cgard43@hotmail.com


YOUNG GUYS PAIRING OFF

Who's Who


	The group of guys had gone to a corporate-sponsored training
program that was being held at an old lodge set in a remote forest
setting. It was quite a pastoral setting and totally private. They were
young college graduates, all in their early twenties, who had joined their
company as part of a sales training program.

	This portion of their training was to have been an intense,
week-end session with an experienced instructor. The session was designed
to improve their skills in dealing with other people and in working with
others as a group.

	The six guys, although about the same age and each good-looking in
his own way, were an interesting group:

	Bert, of Italian descent, had the dark hair and flashing dark
      eyes thought of as the characteristics of that heritage. He's a
      bit of a joker but very well liked. He has a wiry build, and
      works at being very well dressed.

	Bill was a tall, slender and well-built blond, with bright blue
      eyes and a mischievous sort of smile. He's goodlooking, smart
      and very practical, and is well liked and respected by the others,
      who frequently come to him for guidance, even though they've
      only known each other a short time.  Bert and Bill knew each
      other since high school, though they'd lost contact during
      their college years.

	Duke was short, only about five-feet-six inches tall.  He has
      medium brown hair and dark eyes. He has a rather ebullient and
      playful nature, typical of a guy who is usually the life of the
party.
      His slim, well-defined build and dimpled, boyish good looks make
      him appear even younger than the others, though this isn't
      the case.  He's sensitive about his height but has
      developed ways of dealing with it.

	Eddie was extraordinarily handsome and had a wonderful smile. His
      Latin heritage was reflected in his dark brown hair, dark eyes
      and olive skin. He has a trim, athletic build and clothes
      accentuate it. He tends to be rather serious and is a somewhat
      sensitive young man by nature.

	Jim is also strongly built and is the tallest of the group at
      six-foot-four. He's good looking in a very muscular way, with
      his light brown hair and blue eyes and a football-player build.
      He's easily the most serious of the group, and has always been
      rather a worrier.

      Joe's a good-looking guy, the sort usually referred to as cute.
      He has a medium build, curly brown hair and green eyes. Trim and
      well built, he loves to have fun and is always very open and
      sincere. Like Bill, the others frequently seek out his advice.

1. The Adventure Begins

	The guys were driven to the old hunting lodge in the late afternoon
by a company driver. The driver had let them and their baggage at the front
door at just about six o'clock. Trying the door, they found the lodge
unlocked, and going inside found that the lodge had been well stocked with
food and drinks of all kinds. The instructor was scheduled to arrive within
the half-hour.

	What the guys didn't know was that the instructor was at that
moment lying in a coma on a hospital emergency room table. He'd been
involved in a very serious car accident driving to the lodge, and would
never make it to the session.

	The guys settled into the lodge easily. Their written instructions
said that one of the four bedrooms was reserved for the instructor and that
they should draw lots to see who went in each of the remaining three
bedrooms, each of which had two double beds and a private bathroom.

	With an open chuckle, Duke took charge and quickly wrote numbers on
slips of paper, putting them in a dish on the table.

	"Okay, here's the deal," he said, a big grin on his face, "since
we're sharing rooms, the guys whose numbers added together make '69' will
room together."

	There was a general uproar at this and much laughter, but the guys
drew numbers. Eddie and Bill drew their opposing numbers, then Bert and
Joe, which left Duke and Jim.

	"Oh great," Jim said laughing, "some kind of sixty-nine that would
be, Duke. If you were sucking my cock, I'd be looking at your knees."

	"Bullshit," Duke countered, "my dick's long enough to reach your
mouth any time."

	This was the general tone of camaraderie for the group, some of the
others being less vocal but laughing along the same way.

	"Anybody else want a beer?" Bert asked. They all agreed and soon
were settled down in living room of the lodge drinking beer and talking
animatedly.

	"I wonder what's happened to Mr. Marshall," Bill asked seriously,
"it seems so strange that he isn't here yet."

	"That is surprising," Bert said rising and posturing, "but never
fear, if he doesn't show up, I'll teach the class instead." Everyone
laughed heartily until Bert finally sat down to hooting and catcalls.

	"One good thing," said Eddie, "there's plenty of food, anyway."

	"Yeah," Jim agreed, "and enough beer for me anyway."

	After a couple of beers, they all agreed they were hungry and found
hamburgers to be grilled, along with buns, potato salad and slaw from the
refrigerator. Eddie and Joe took on building the fire and cooking the
burgers, while the others got out the rest of the food and set the table
outside on the patio. It seemed to take forever, but finally the burgers
were done and they all sat down and ate.

	They finished dinner and sat outside until the cool evening weather
moved in and, by general agreement, they decided to move back inside. Bill
and Joe agreed to handle the clean-up chores while Eddie and Jim made the
beds with the linens provided and Duke and Bert built a fire in the
fireplace to fight off the evening's cool weather.

	"I don't know about Duke," Jim said, half jokingly, "all this talk
about '69-ing' and stuff. If I wake up and find him in my bed, I'll throw
him out the window."

	"Well, at least wait till he's sucked your dick, man," Eddie said
with a chuckle, "You never know, the little guy might be good."

	"Yeah, right. Then I'll send him in to take care of you, okay?" Jim
laughed.

	"Sure," Eddie said, "I'm certain Bill's not gonna do it." They both
laughed.

	After they'd finished their chores, they all re-assembled in the
living room and sat in front of the huge, stone fireplace that was in the
middle of the long wall opposite the bedrooms.

	"It's so quiet here," Bill said, walking in from the kitchen with a
mug of coffee.

	"Yeah," Joe agreed, "and there's no television or radio
either. There's not even a telephone. It's almost prehistoric."

	"In some ways, it's almost like a scout camp," Bert said. "But we
can skip the campfire sing-a-long, okay." The other guys agreed, laughing.

	"Well, what are we gonna do," Duke asked. "There must be something
we could do."

	"There's a deck of cards in the drawer," Bill said, "You guys want
to play cards?" There was general assent and Bill got the cards from the
drawer.

	"What shall be play?" he asked, starting to shuffle the cards.

	First everyone was silent for a moment, then they all spoke at
once.

	"Duke, I knew you'd suggest playing strip poker," Jim said.

	"It wasn't me," Duke said quickly, "It was Joe who said that." They
all looked at him.

	"Oh for Christ sake," Joe said with a laugh, "What I said was that
probably the only game we all know is strip poker. I didn't suggest playing
it."

	"As a matter of fact, I recently heard about a different way to
play strip poker," Bill said, "You don't take clothes off, you put them
on."

	"So what's the point of that?" Joe asked, "If you just put on more
clothes, I mean?"

	"No, that's not how it works," Bill said. "Everyone takes all their
clothes off to start with, and then they get to put them back on with each
hand they win. The first person to get fully dressed again wins the whole
game."

	"Oh, I see," Jim said, "The idea is that we all start off being
embarrassed."

	"Speak for yourself," Eddie said, "I'm not embarrassed being
naked. I've spent too much time in sports to be embarrassed about that."

	"Somehow I don't see you playing 'grab ass' in the showers, Eddie,"
Joe commented with a smile as Eddie frankly blushed. He started to say
something but Bert cut him off.

	"I'm not embarrassed either," Bert said, "I think I'm a nudist at
heart anyway."

	"I think it sounds kind of fun," Duke said with a mischievous look
at Jim.

	"You would," Jim said quietly.

	"So do I," Joe agreed. "I've never played that way, but it sounds
fair to me."

	"Here's a compromise," Eddie suggested, "We'll play showdown. The
guy with the worst hand each time takes off all his clothes until we're all
naked, then as you win you get to put your clothes back on. That way it's a
double game."

	"That sounds good," Bill said, turning to look around at the
others.

	"Sure, okay," Duke said. "Yeah, that's okay," the others concurred.

	They cut for deal and Bill won with the ace of spades. He dealt the
first hand of showdown. By the time they each had four cards, Bert had a
pair of Aces, Bill had a King, 9, 6 and 4, and Duke had a pair of
Jacks. Eddie had a pair of 8's, Jim had a Queen, 10, 7 and 6, and Joe had
four hearts, Ace high.

	"Oh shit," Jim said, "looks like I'm the loser. I never do have
much luck at cards."

	"Quit complaining, Jim," Bill said quietly, "The hand's not over
yet, and my cards aren't much better than yours."

	"Look at the bright side, Jim," Duke said as he winked, "Unlucky at
cards, lucky in love."

	"Knock it off, Duke," Joe said with a rather wicked smile.

	The next cards dealt were a King to Jim, an 8 to Eddie, a Queen to
Bill, another 4 to Bert, a fifth heart to Joe, and another Jack to Duke.

	"You sure are a lucky little shit, aren't you?" Bert said to Duke.

	"Yeah," Duke answered, "at least at cards."

	"Well, the cards speak for themselves," Bert said.

	"They sure do," Jim said grinning, "it was close but my hand just
beats Bill's."

	"You're right," Bill said, "well, here goes." He stood and kicked
off his shoes, took off his sweater, and started unbuttoning his shirt. It
was agreed mutually that they could each keep their socks on.

	"Maybe we should have music," Duke said, obviously kidding as he
began to hum a few bars of "The Stripper."

	"Okay, okay," Eddie said, "Stop it, Duke."

	Bill didn't hesitate. He removed his shirt, unbuckled his belt, and
unzipped his pants, dropping them to the floor with abandon. Now acting
seductive, he bent to pick them up, bumping and grinding against them as he
hummed the same music. Then he tossed his pants on the back of the
sofa. The guys watched him with carefully guarded interest.

	"And now," he said, "Here's the moment you've all been waiting
for," as he casually slid his shorts down and picked them up from the
floor.

	"Ta da!" he said, holding his shorts high while he stood there
naked except for his socks. The other guys laughed and applauded, as five
pairs of eyes quickly checked out his healthy endowment. Bill bowed
elaborately then sat down on the floor again.

	"Way to go, Bill," Eddie said, "You've really got style, buddy."

	"That's not style, Eddie," Duke said, "That's his dick." Bert
applauded as Joe, Bill and Eddie laughed. Jim started to say something then
stopped himself.

	"I'm still dealing," Bill said, shuffling the cards and starting to
deal. Jim ended the hand with a pair of Kings, Bert had a pair of 9's,
Eddie had two pairs, 10's and 7's, Joe had a pair of 3's, while Duke had
only an Ace-high hand.

	"Okay, stud muffin," Jim said with some venom, "Your turn to
strip."

	"What's the difference," Bill said, "Everybody's gonna get a turn."

	Duke was almost as calm and self-confident as Bill had been,
stripping quickly and with a certain amount of playfulness. When he stood
naked, towering above the others who were seated, all sense of his being
short was gone.  Like Bill, he bowed to the same reception of applause. A
roomful of interested glances noted his trim, nicely built young body as
well as his better than average-sized cock and balls before he sat down
again.

	That left Bert, Eddie, Joe and Jim with clothes on. The next hand
was dealt and Joe's pair of Jacks was the losing hand.

	"Wow," Joe said, "You really have to get the cards with this
group. I thought I was doing well with a pair of Jacks." He quickly
stripped, seeming unembarrassed about it, though every pair of eyes checked
out his endowment, which was certainly at the high end of the average
range.

	Bert lost the next hand and stripped off his clothes with abandon.

	"I love getting naked," he said and, as the others noted his long,
thin cock, he proceeded to throw his clothes on various chairs as he danced
around the room.

	In the next hand, Jim's pair of Kings fell to Eddie's three
9's. Jim undressed in some obvious discomfort, but carried it off with
spirit, twirling his briefs around in the air after he'd removed
them. Again, five pairs of eyes glanced at the tall guy's groin curiously.

	"What about me?" Eddie asked after Jim had sat down. "Don't I get
to play the rest of the game?"

	"Well hell, Eddie, this was your idea, you didn't think about this
part did you?" Joe said, grinning. "Why don't you just strip and we'll get
going."

	"Yeah," said Bill, "Besides, I'm tired of dealing."

	"Right," Bert said, "It does look a little strange now, you being
the only one who's dressed." The others murmured their agreement.

	"Okay, you made your point. Think ahead, huh?" Eddie joked. He
stood and undressed methodically, but when he removed his shorts there was
a quiet gasp from the others. Even soft, Eddie's cock was very large, and
his equally outsized pair of balls hung behind it.

	"Hey, who said that all men are created equal?" Duke asked,
"Eddie's got a lot more than his share." They all murmured at the same time
except Eddie who stood there bemused.

	"What's this bullshit?" he asked finally, "I've always heard it's
not what you've got but what you do with it, right?"

	"Yeah," Joe replied with a chuckle, "But that's usually said by us
guys who have less."

	"Right," Bill joked, "Say, when it's that big, what do you do with
it?" The others all laughed.

	"I suppose the same thing you do with yours," Eddie said, then
added mischievously, "Maybe just deeper."

	That broke the ice again and after a few moments, the joviality of
the group returned, and soon they had gone on to play their version of
reverse strip poker.

	Now the cards changed, and both Eddie and Duke went six hands
without winning once. They sat naked while Bill was already dressed in his
shorts, pants and shirt.  Joe had won back his shorts and pants, and Jim
had put on his shorts. Bert had redressed reluctantly in his shorts and
pants.

	"I don't mind losing," Duke said, "but I'm getting cold sitting
here naked." He moved closer to the fire as Eddie dealt the next hand. Duke
finally won that hand with a pair of aces and pulled on his shorts. Two
more hands let Bill add his sweater and Duke got to put on his pants.

	"Well, here I am," Eddie said, "The last to strip and now last
still naked."

	"That's just because the rest of us felt so small by comparison,"
Joe said.

	"Yeah," Bert said, "We're just in awe, Eddie."

	"Oh, knock it off," Eddie said, his face flushing, "Now you're
embarrassing me."

	"I'm sorry," Bill said softly, smiling at him, "We were only
kidding." He quickly changed the subject by asking if shoes count as one or
two items. They agreed he had to count them as two, as Eddie relaxed,
pleased that Bill had ended the embarrassing discussion.

	Bill won again in the next hand, selecting the right shoe, and then
finally Eddie won and could reclaim his shorts. The game was short-lived,
however, because Bill won again on the following hand and the game was
over.

	"I wouldn't risk playing real poker with you, Bill," Joe said,
rising and pulling on his pants, "you get unbelievable cards."

	"So what do I win?" Bill asked. Bert offered him a vase from the
mantelpiece while the others cheered.

	"Hell," Eddie said, "You almost won my shorts, for God's sake."
Bill looked at him sharply, then smiled and winked.

	They all laughed and talked, and Duke started to get dressed again.

	"Forget about getting dressed," Eddie said, "I'm ready for bed."
Joe agreed.

	Bert, Jim and Duke decided to have another beer as a nightcap and
after a couple of minutes, Bill said he wasn't ready for bed yet either and
would stay up awhile too. The four guys sat and talked for about half an
hour, at which point Bill said he was going to bed.

	"I suppose this means Mr. Marshall will show up at the crack of
dawn tomorrow, so I better get some sleep too," said Bill.  They all
decided he was probably right.

	"Me too," Bert agreed, "All this fresh air makes me feel sleepy."


To be continued. Try to guess which ones 'discover' the other.