Date: Mon, 29 Dec 2014 18:08:10 -0800 From: Jim Simms Subject: Club Rendezvous -- part 3 Introduction: This is a story about sex between men and boys. It is purely fictional, and represents nothing more than my fantasies. Don't read on if material like this disturbs you. Do read on if you like this sort of thing. And do contribute to nifty.org at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Nifty provides the best sex stories on the Internet and they need your financial help. You can contact me at beach2758@yahoo.com. Club Rendezvous part 3 - Initiation After watching 9-year-old Todd's interview for Club Rendezvous, which was full of the most incredibly raunchy and loving man-boy sex I could imagine, I was thrilled to be finally asked by my fried Peter, the club's owner, to become a member. Needless to say, I said yes. Immediately. "Okay then. We have a bit of an initiation procedure we go through. I think you'll like it," Peter told me on the phone a few days after the little boy's hot interview session. I showed up at Club Rendezvous at 10 p.m. the next Friday, the day and time Peter specified. I was so excited about becoming a member of this hot club that I had had a constant bulge in my pants all week. "Welcome to Club Rendezvous," Peter said, rather formally, as he guided me down the building's long, dimly- lit hall. As always, there were boys and men moving in and out of doorways along the hall, though Peter kept me moving and I couldn't catch a glimpse of what was going on in the rooms. As we neared the end of the corridor I became aware of a delicious aroma. Not sex. Food. "We always hold a dinner when we initiate new members," Peter said, knowing I had picked up the wonderful scent. "Tonight there are three of you we're welcoming in." We pushed our way through a big green and entered a room that might have been transported from the most decadent era of the Roman Empire. There were long tables laden with food, gleaming pitchers of wine and other spirits, and rows of candles giving the room a flickering, romantic glow. The room was full of men, all naked, all holding tankards of drink and all chatting happily. And of course, there were boys. At least a dozen of them, all wearing nothing except skimpy red pleated skirts that sat slightly above their thin waists and dropped to just below their crotches. The boys were circulating eagerly, moving from man to man for a kiss, or a quick upward flick of their skirts to show the men their hard little cocks or their smooth, hairless asses. "This is just tease time," Peter said, looking admiringly at the beautiful boys and the happy men, each of whom sported hard cocks after their brief encounters with the quick-moving boys. "The beauty of it is that everyone knows the tease won't last long. We're not into deprivation at Club Rendezvous." He guided me over to two other men, who, like Peter and I, and unlike everyone else in the room, were clothed. Peter introduced me to the two men, John and Mike, and congratulated us for being new members. Then he told us to take off our clothes. "This is your night, and you're going to find everyone here to be welcoming in every possible way." After we were naked, three boys walked toward us and took our hands. "They'll guide you through your evening. Follow their every command. Have fun, and welcome," Peter said. The boys led us toward a raised dais lit softly by overhead lights. We walked up the steps, and the boys had us turn around to face the room. "Welcome to initiation night," Peter's voice came from speakers throughout the room. "At Club Rendezvous we provide a safe, secret environment for men and boys to explore their physical love for each other. Tonight we have three new members to celebrate." At these words our three young escorts got on their knees and started sucking us. "New members, repeat after me," Peter said, as the boys slurped on our hard cocks. "We vow to observe all rules of Club Rendezvous." We repeated. "We vow to show love and respect for all the men and boys in the club." We repeated again, as the boys increased the pace of their sucking. "We vow to observe the unique love to which we are forever committed." We repeated again, and the room broke into applause. The boys let our cocks slip out of their mouths, and then gently pulled us down to our knees. Now, with our heads the same height as theirs, they moved in and started kissing us, long, deep kisses full of lust and love. The boy kissing me was a dark-haired beauty of about 10, slim as an eel and with big brown eyes that melted my soul. He kissed me with depth and feeling, sucking on my tongue and pushing his small sweet tongue into my mouth and rubbing it across my gums and teeth. I wanted to keep kissing him forever. My cock was straining. The boy put his cute hand on my rod and started jerking me as he sucked my eager tongue. The crowd loved it. We all kissed for a few more minutes, then the boys made us lie on our backs, with our feet facing the hooting men. I was in the middle. The boys grabbed my hands and guided one to John's cock and the other to Mike's. I felt Mike and John's hands on my cock. The boys moved our hands up and down, instructing us to jerk each other off. Then, facing the crowed, the boys squatted above our faces, pulled apart their ass cheeks and planted their pouting little assholes onto our mouths. The men cheered lustily. In heaven, I lapped my boy's hole, rubbing my tongue across the tight clean ring of skin and then jabbing its tip into the wonderful pucker, feeling it enter a tiny bit while the hole slightly loosened. My boy grinded his asshole harder against my mouth, then slid his ass up and down my face, gyrating his hips while he spread his cheeks farther apart, rubbing his hole hard over my face. I could feel Mike and John's hands harder and faster on my cock, and knew they were getting the same wonderful treatment from their boy lovers. Then the boys lifted their asses, pivoted, and plunged their small hard cocks into our mouths. Gently lifting our heads, they fucked our faces gently, then picked up the pace, driving their little dicks faster and faster into our greedy mouths. My boy stopped and, with two fingers, cupped his balls so that I had his cock and balls entirely sucked up in my mouth. I moved my tongue around his sack and cock, licking and jabbing and loving the feel of his whole package in my mouth. Then he pulled out and fucked my face some more. Abruptly, the boys pulled out of our mouths and moved down to our cocks. I felt my boy place both hands on my cock and start pumping, moving from my aching balls to the top of my throbbing head, then down again, slow, steady, pushing my cock back and forth, giving a long, leering show to the clapping men. I picked my head up and looked out, to see naked men jerking themselves and each other, kissing one partner and then the next, and I saw the other boys moving from cock to cock, sucking, licking, then getting picked up by men in order to be kissed deeply and sweetly before being set down to move on to the next thrilling encounter. I was struck by the sheer lewdness and sexiness of it all, but also by the enjoyment and love emanating from every boy and man in the place, all of them engaging in acts they knew society may shun but which they also knew were exciting and wonderful for them and, in no uncertain terms, right for them too. These naked boys knew that they wanted to have sex with these men, to kiss their thick cocks, suck their heavy tongues, spread their mature asses and lick and finger and fist their hairy holes, and have the men love them in return. And they knew it was right, and healthy, and very, very fun. The boys tugged on our cocks, making sure not to move too fast, not wanting anyone to cum yet. I reached forward and pried apart my lover's ass cheeks and rubbed my thumbs around his scrunched hole. He moaned, leaning back as he kept both hands moving up and down my stiff cock. I pushed the tips of my right thumb into his pucker, keeping his cheeks spread with my palms. Then I pushed the tip of the other thumb in, very gently, while he rocked a bit and pushed back, letting my thumbs penetrate him a bit deeper. Then, as if on cue, the boys stood up and pulled us to our feet. They drew the three of us close and guided our faces together. "Kiss," my boy instructed. So we did, all of us pushing out our tongues and mingling them together in a three-way French kiss. We put our arms around each other and grinded our crotches together, feeling our cocks rub together and on our thighs and stomachs, kissing each other more deeply, losing ourselves in our shared good fortune and our love for the moment and for our future in this special club. "Let us celebrate the love we feel for each other," Peter's voice rang out, seemingly capturing the mood. "Let us reassure each other of our love, our fealty, and our utter devotion to Club Rendezvous." We kissed, we whispered "I love you," then we kissed some more. The audience was doing the same, men kissing in twos and threes and fours, holding each other and embracing in full body hugs, letting their cocks grind and their tongues probe and their hands grasp asses, cocks, heads and backs. The room was full of moaning men and murmurs of love. Our three boys hopped down from the dais and joined the other boys in a hot young grouping of naked kissing, then fanned out into the crowd, sharing deep, passionate kisses with the men in the audience, running their smooth hands over man cocks as they kissed, them moving on through the crowd in order to spread their joy with everyone. I saw one older man shudder as he deep kissed a little blonde boy and saw the boy react expertly, gripping the man's rigid cock and jerking it just in time to push out a long stream of cum, keeping up the kiss while the man's cock twitched and spurted. Then the boy licked the man's cock head, cleaning it lovingly before moving on. I saw another boy kneel before a man and suck his cock just as the man contorted, then saw the boy eventually stand up and join a three-way kiss, sharing his mouthful of cum with the man who spurted it and the second man in the kissing trio. The three pushed the cum back and forth, coating their tongues and faces in a nasty love juice of cum and drool. I returned to my kissing. We made out some more, feasting on each other's tongues, then our three boys returned, one of them holding something I had never seen before-a three-pronged dildo. I had no doubt who it was intended for. The room, smelling now of sweat and sex and cum, settled back to attention, letting the long kiss-and-love session gently end. The boys made the three of us get down on our hands and knees, with our asses facing inwards in a circle. A man in the audience passed one of the boys a jar of lubricant, and the boys set about greasing up the three- headed fuck toy. The prongs were about 36 inches long, providing plenty of length for the three-way penetration so obviously coming. With the toy thoroughly lubed, the boys entered our little ass circle and lined up the heads to our assholes. I felt the toy pushing against my hole, and remembered the many times I'd had my ass plugged. I got into ass fucking pretty early, taking my first cock when I was 14, and never stopping after. I'd taken all sorts of cocks up my ass, and many different toys. One time, in a New York City sex club, I'd been lowered by a hoist on to two waiting cocks, and remembered bouncing up and down in ecstasy until the two men shot their loads deep into my bowels. With the New York experience playing in my mind, I pushed against the dildo and felt the head ease through my sphincter and work up my shit chute. From their groaning I could tell that John and Mike were getting deep-fucked too. We moved in rhythm, gliding our pelvises back and forth so the dildo heads could penetrate deep into our guts then ease out toward our assholes, over and over and over. As we stuffed ourselves on the big triple toy the boys shoved their cocks in our mouths, fucking us for a bit and then moving on to the next guy, like a rotating disc outside a stationary center. After a few minutes, the boys were joined by audience members. We fucked ourselves on the dildo, and sucked cock after cock, man cock and boy cock. I realized that our initiation was to be a thorough one, giving every boy and man there contact with us in some way. We blew some men until they came, and they kept their spurting cocks in our mouths until they went dry. They would always kiss us after, tasting their cum and all the cum that came before them. I swallowed load after load, lost in the incredible nastiness of the fucking and sucking and groaning and nakedness. After many rounds of blow jobs and cum blasts, the boys pulled us off the dildo. I felt the big town plop out of my hole and be quickly replaced by a boy's fingers, probing gently into the wide spread of my battered ass. Soon his hand moved past my ring and fucked its way up my hole. The men, as energetic as ever, crowded around and stroked our backs and heads, giving us encouragement as the boys plunged their fists up our asses. The boys would pull out and pry our asshole lips apart, displaying our gapes for the audience. The boys fucked us and then switched to a different man, all of them taking turns fisting the new members, exposing our gapes, and giving us a deep and nasty welcome to the man-boy club. Then, when I felt like I couldn't last much longer before cumming, the boys moved us onto our backs. They kissed us again, telling us they loved us, then hovered over our crotches and pushed their asses down, slowly sinking on to our hard cocks. They bobbed up and down, fucking themselves happily, smiling and moaning and kissing the men who surrounded us and cheered us on. Then they popped up, letting our cocks pull out of their asses, so a waiting boy could immediately push his mouth over our cocks and lap up the prior boy's ass juices. Then the sucking boy would climb on our cocks, sliding them up his ass until standing up and letting the next boy suck us and then take our cocks up his ass. This parade of ass-to-mouth went on for what seemed like hours. Men kissed and jerked off and spurted their cum over us, on our faces, our chests, in the boys' mouths as they plunged themselves of our cocks, in other men's mouths. It was pure ecstatic abandon, everyone seeming to be cumming or almost there, everyone on the same electric cycle. Men cheered, moaned, grunted, lay down in exhaustion, kissed and sucked and licked come from our faces and bodies, and shared cum-covered kisses with everyone around them. I heard John moan and the boy on his dick hopped off and started jerking his cock. Men gathered around and cheered as John's cum shot up and onto his chest. The boy spread John's cum with the rest of the cum on his wet body and then licked him like a lollipop. I came next, unable to bear it anymore. My first spurt went up the ass of the boy on my lap, then he hopped off so he could display my cum shot to the appreciating crowd. Then Mike came, and our initiation was complete. "Eat, drink, and get ready for more, Club Rendezvous members. The night is young," I heard Peter say as I sank into an exhausted, amazed post-cum haze. I couldn't wait to regain my strength.