Date: Sat, 26 Sep 2009 10:22:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: hatefulevilscumface@yahoo.com
Subject: Bagged Boy Part 5

If you're under eighteen, don't read.  If you don't like man
on man sex action, go away.  If you do like gay amateur
erotic fiction, then you are in the right place
Bagged Boy: Team Mating.
Unpopular at the supermarket he's a bagger at, Neal is drugged by
coworker at a party and used sexually by him and four other
coworkers, Billy, Fitz, Ivan, and Paul.  So far we know he blew
Ivan while semiconscious, was fucked by Billy while Lucky also
orchestrated Ivan getting fucked by Paul while blowing Fitz, and
afterward was fucked in the dark by a boy he still doesn't know
the identity of.
After the party, Neal has also been fucked by Lucky at work
whenever Lucky can arrange it, spit roasted by Fitz and Paul
while he was supposed to be bringing in carts, made a deal to
provide sexual release for Billy that was consummated first on
the hood of Billy's Camaro while they were heading to see Melody,
Neal's girlfriend, and had another mystery lover sneak into his
bedroom at home and wake him with a fuck in the dark.
This is what happened next that night at the party and at work...
The swim team had an off season practice today and Neal had
thought that stopping to talk to the assistant coach in charge
had meant he'd missed showering with the others.  Neal didn't
want to face Peter naked.  Again.  He thought he'd succeeded too
until over the sound of his shower Neal heard voices.
"No way," was the first he heard and knew it was Dustin.
"You calling me a liar?" is the answer and this voice he knows is
Peter's.  Neal has a sinking feeling what Peter's told Dustin.
Dustin is indeed first in the door and on the short side and very
nicely built.  Neal thought that even before guys were lining up
to fuck his ass.  He has short spiky blonde hair that he dyes
black, brown eyes so dark they look black, and a thuggish looking
face that also manages to look cute.  Neal has to take his
girlfriend's word on that last part because despite having
learned to really enjoy getting fucked and even giving blowjobs,
Neal doesn't find much erotic about the male body when sex isn't
happening.  He looks up and sees Dustin walking in the shower
room after swim team practice and confirms that nope, no hardon
just looking at a naked Dustin.
Peter is there too but so is Kenny.  Peter's no surprise.  The
pale and freckled redhead with the bright green eyes and boyish
face is on the team with Dustin and Neal.  Kenny is a surprise.
Kenny isn't on the track team with Neal but there he is after a
swim team practice, naked as Dustin, Neal, and Peter and walking
in the shower room.  Kenny is as hairy a sixteen-year old as Neal
has ever seen, almost olive complected, with smoldering dark eyes
and a thuggish yet still handsome face.
Neal and Peter had been on the friendly side as teammates on the
swim team and hadn't been on terrible terms at work like Neal had
been with most everyone else.  It was no surprise that in the
month since the party that turned Neal into everyone's gay sex
toy that Peter hadn't made his life a living hell.
Neal should have had more patience.
"Hey, Neal," Peter calls out as he leads his little group into
the showers.  Neal mumbles a greeting back and he can't miss that
Kenny's cock is starting to fill out a little.  Neal feels a
little stirring too between his own legs.  The thought that
Kenny's going to be fucking him is giving Neal a little thrill
despite Kenny's obnoxious personality.  He blames Billy mostly
because of how good Billy is at drilling him.  Well, Fitz, Lucky,
and Paul too.  Neal doesn't like how he got to this point but he
has to admit he's enjoying the sex part.  It didn't come as a
surprise when he thought of it rationally.  Gay guys wouldn't do
something as much as they do if it didn't feel great.  Neal turns
around so the trio can't see his cock starting to give him away.
"See, Dustin?  Neal wants it so bad he's giving us easy access to
his ass."  Kenny's chuckle is evil and Neal's heart sinks that
he's actually looking forward a little to what's obviously
coming.
"Okay, this isn't funny, guys," Dustin finally says.  "Neal, I
don't know how these assholes got you to go along with this but
it's time to tell them to fuck off."  Before Neal can even come
up with an answer, Peter pipes up.
"Yeah, tell us to fuck off, Neal.  There's that website..."
Neal's blood runs cold.  Lucky's shown him the website.  It has
everything Neal did the night of Paul's party but it needs a
password.  Lucky told Neal that the day he said no to anyone from
the party was the day Lucky gave out the password to everyone.
With a sigh of resignation Neal bit back any words he might have
said to save face in front of Dustin and got down on all fours.
He didn't know which one would do what to him but figured he'd be
spit roasted.
"Oh shit," is all Dustin can say as he watches Peter get on his
knees behind Neal, his long skinny dick already very hard, and
shoves it all the way in Neal in one thrust.  What amazes Dustin
is that Neal doesn't cry out in pain.  Instead Neal's head goes
back a little and he lets out a very satisfied moan.  There's no
doubt in Dustin's mind that Neal has done this before.  Neal
clearly is enjoying himself as Dustin can see that Neal's popped
wood and it's already leaking precum.  Dustin has never
considered himself gay or even bi but the sight of Peter clearly
loving fucking that ass and Neal's own arousal starts getting to
Dustin.  Without its owner even really realizing it, Dustin's
thick cock springs to its full eight inches.  Kenny has noticed
however.
"You like the show, Dusty?" Kenny sneers as he reaches over and
wraps his hand around Dustin's hardon.  It's Dustin's turn to
moan now.
"Oh wow, yeah.  I never knew watching two guys do it could be so
hot."  Kenny led Dustin by the dick over to where Neal was
getting it doggie style from Peter.  The sound of Peter's pelvis
smacking Neal's ass cheeks made it sound like Neal was getting
spanked, which only made it hotter to Dustin.  It reached as hot
as possible as far as Dustin was then concerned when Kenny guided
his cock into Neal's mouth.  "Oh fuck!  God, Neal.  My own
girlfriend doesn't even suck this great!"  Dustin puts his hands
on Neal's wet hair and starts eagerly thrusting in Neal's mouth
and throat.  Peter laughs at how overexcited Dustin's getting and
slows his thrusting some.  Peter knows what's coming and doesn't
want to miss it.
Behind Dustin Kenny is soaping up his own small hardon.  Neal can
see it and knew there had to be a catch to Kenny helping Dustin
find such bliss.  Neal starts sucking Dustin harder and moves a
hand up to play with his balls to distract him from the pain to
come.
"I had a feeling you'd get off on shit like this," Kenny sneers
as he gets right up behind Dustin, placing his hands on the
shorter boy's shoulders.  Dustin squirms when he feels Kenny's
hard cock riding up and down his ass crack.  Dustin hasn't
figured out yet what's about to happen but is enjoying having his
ass stimulated while his prick is being worked over.  That
changes when Kenny's helmet head finds Dustin's puckered hole and
starts invading Dustin's body.
"Kenny!  Fuck, that hurts!  Take it out, man!  I'm not into this
shit!"  Kenny has no intention of stopping and Dustin's cries of
pain increase.
"Shut up, Dustin.  Anyone that gets as turned on as you did
watching peter fuck Neal wants this deep down."  Kenny starts
brutally thrusting in and out of Dustin and the boy's cries of
pain show no signs of abating yet.  Kenny pushes Dustin's head
towards Peter and says, "Shut him up, Peter!  We can't get caught
like this."  Peter's weak in the knees from the incredible
pleasure of fucking Neal's ass and needs to use his hands to
support himself off Neal's back so he uses the only thing
available to him.  Peter kisses Dustin and kisses him hard!
Dustin had started to soften in Neal's mouth from the pain but
Neal can feel that Peter's kiss has turned the tide and Dustin's
returning to full hardness.  As Dustin and Neal are being fucked
legless, Neal's mind goes back to the night of that awful party
and when Kenny and Peter were first brought into this...
"Thanks, Lucky," Neal had slurred when he'd woken and drunk the
soda Lucky had offered him.  Neal knew now it had to have been
drugged too but it felt so good going down.  It also helped get
rid of the taste of cum from Neal's mouth.  Neal just wished he'd
been able to wipe some of the dried cum off his body.
As Neal looks around he sees that Billy, Fitz, and Ivan are gone
and Lucky and Paul have been joined by Kenny, Peter, and Tommy.
Tommy Neal had seen at work occasionally and around school.
Tommy was Lucky's best friend and as big a jock as Lucky.  Tommy
wasn't as popular but people liked him well enough.  Tommy is
doing the last thing Neal ever expected of any best friend of
Lucky's: he's between Paul's legs as Paul writhes in his arm
chair and is trying his best to deep throat Paul's monstrously
thick cock.  Kenny's laughing at the older jock but Neal notices
that both Kenny and Peter have hard cocks tenting out their
shorts.
Neal wonders for a moment how Kenny and Peter's dicks will feel
down his throat or up his ass and is stunned.  Neal's blown out
of the water.  He doesn't know yet about the mild drugs in his
system so adjusting so eagerly to gay sex is rocking his world
big time.  Neal's ass is sore but tingling and he can feel cum
dripping out of it and for some reason that leads to Neal getting
more turned on.
"Look, dudes.  Neal can't wait for his turn with you," Lucky
laughs and points at Neal's hardening cock.  The new guys,
despite being clearly turned on, hesitate.  "Dudes, did you not
enjoy using Tommy once I decided to share?  Neal's even fresher
meat."  Neal focuses on Lucky, realizing the evil master of
ceremonies not only hasn't had him yet but he's also still mostly
dressed.  All Lucky has on is a pair of baggy jeans and no one
there is even sure if he's turned on or not.
"Come on, Kenny.  He tripped you at that meet last year.  Time
for some payback."  Lucky walks up to Kenny and starts undoing
his belt.  Kenny takes off his shirt himself and the shortest
dick of the night so far is in full view now.  Kenny looks
unintimidated by his victim being longer and wider than him and
crawls between Neal's legs.
"No," Neal manages weakly but makes no move to stop Kenny putting
his ankles on his shoulders or getting his below average dick in
Neal's hole.  Neal just bites his lip and groans and gets turned
on both by the feel of that erection sawing in and out of him and
the look of undistilled pleasure on Kenny's face.  Paul's groans
outside of his field of vision tells Neal Tommy's getting to
taste Paul's cum right now.  The sight must have gotten to Kenny
because the hairy stud shudders and shakes and bottoms out in
Neal, shooting his load as well.
"My turn," Peter demands, shouldering Kenny aside as soon as his
best friend withdraws his dick.  Neal can see for the first time
that Peter's peter is as white and pale as the rest of Peter but
is very long as well.  Not too thick so it just feels good as
Peter slowly, teasingly inches his dong up Neal's hole.  Lucky
gets down so he can whisper in Neal's ear.  The hot breath as
Lucky speaks seems to go right to Neal's dick.  Neal still can
not believe how long he's been turned on tonight or that man sex
is doing the job.
"I've got one last thing to take from you tonight, Neal," Lucky
sneers.  "I've taken your ass and mouth, I've taken your
virginity and made it so a guy gave you your first blowjob.  Even
if you can get a girl to do you Ivan will always be your first.
Tommy, come here."  Neal cranes his neck as best he can as
Peter's fucking picks up speed and sees that now Paul is gone too
and a blonde haired blue eyed jock/boy next door is coming
towards him, a cock so hard you could hang clothes from it
leading his way.
"Tommy, sit on Neal's boner."  Despite having seen Tommy sucking
off Paul, Neal still expected Tommy to tell Lucky to fuck off.
Tommy's one of the straightest guys at their school, a real pussy
hound.  Neal's dumbfounded when Tommy instead just does as told.
Tommy squats over Neal and lines Neal's cock up with his hole.
Neal squeals as his dick enters a living body.  Neal clutches at
the sweat soaked sheets as his ass and dick both are being given
incredible pleasure.  Lucky laughs.
"Your brother was here tonight Neal.  Did you see Damon?"  Not
even the mention of his asshole older brother can get through the
haze of sexual pleasure Neal's feeling.  "While Billy was fucking
you senseless Damon was downstairs drinking.  What would he say
if he had seen his little brother Neal, not being tied down, not
being coerced, but servicing every guy I tell him to?"  Neal
knows Damon would be pissed at him and probably hate him but
right this second the image of Damon standing in that doorway and
seeing Peter plow his ass while he fucks up into Tommy's is too
much.  Neal groans and floods Tommy's ass with cum, his hole
tightening during orgasm and almost sucking the cum straight from
Peter's balls.
That's all too much for Neal and he barely recalls blowing Tommy
in return before Lucky and the rest leave.  Neal's left to drift
off to sleep in Paul's bed, unmolested through the rest of the
night...
Neal is brought back to the present by both Dustin and Peter
getting closer to shooting their wads.  Dustin's cock is like
steel and shoved down Neal's throat every time Kenny bottoms in
Dustin's ass.  Peter has stopped Frenching Dustin and is tight on
Neal's back.  Neal can feel Peter's nipples on his back and they
are as hard as steel as Peter is panting right in Neal's ear.
Neal gets a wicked idea when Dustin's cock slips from between his
lips for a moment.  The hand that had been on Dustin's base
points it slightly toward Peter's mouth.  Dustin's hard dick
slips in Peter's mouth and while Peter is unloading in Neal's
ass, Dustin shoots his load in Peter's mouth.  Neal chuckles as
in the throes of his own orgasm Peter gulps down every drop of
Dustin's seed.
After he's done cumming and swallowing, Peter slumps to the floor
with a dazed look on his face as he leans against the shower
wall.  Kenny just stares at his best friend, barely pumping in
and out of Dustin's ass as he stares at the cum that's dribbled
out the side of Peter's mouth.  Peter catches him staring.
"What?  It's not that bad, to be honest."  That flips some sort
of trigger in Kenny.  He pulls his dick out of Dustin's ass and
rushes over to Peter.  Peter opens his mouth, probably to
protest, as Kenny aims his rock hardon at his face and all Peter
accomplishes is making it easier for Kenny to feed him his dick.
This time Peter actually sucks and it takes less than a minute
before Peter's drinking down his second load.  An exhausted
Dustin slides to the shower floor beside Neal to watch it all.
"Dude, that was so not cool," Peter spits, along with what little
of Kenny's load he didn't drink down.  Peter bolts from the room
with Kenny trailing along after with clearly insincere apologies.
"I'll bet you good money that's not the last BJ Peter winds up
giving him," laughs Neal before Dustin reaches over and tugs on
Neal's forgotten hardon.  "You don't have to help with that.  No
one else does."  Almost no one else but Dustin doesn't need to
know about Billy.
"They really got you started against your will?" Dustin asks as
he starts slowly jacking off Neal.
"Yeah but I'm used to it now.  It does wind up feel pretty good."
It's Dustin's turn to laugh now.
"Yeah, I'll say.  I thought I'd die when Kenny started but I
think I came more `cause of his dick pumping me than your
blowjob."  Dustin looks Neal dead in the eye, totally serious
now.  "I don't think I can blow anybody but Kenny did get me
loosened up..."  Before Neal can react Dustin swings one leg over
Neal and guides Neal's cockhead at his newly opened hole.  Dustin
freezes with his teeth gritted and eyes screwed tightly shut.
"You don't have to do this," Neal says as if he could pull out of
Dustin's ass if he wanted to.  Dustin answers first by finally
taking a breath and starting to slide up and down on Neal's pole.
"No!" Dustin responds as if afraid Neal will take away his new
favorite toy.  "You're just bigger and longer than Kenny, is all.
Took getting used to but now it feels even better `cause of
that."  Neal has to believe Dustin too.  As Dustin is bouncing up
and down on Neal's rigid dick, Dustin's own prick has sprung back
to life in all its hard, precum dripping glory.  Dustin lets out
a chorus of `fuck, yeahs' and rides Neal harder when Neal starts
jerking on that big dick of Dustin's.  All too soon for either
boy Neal starts shooting his load inches deep within Dustin's
body and the feel of cum coating his bowels for the first time
has Dustin soaking Neal's chest as much as he did Neal's tonsils
less than half an hour ago.  The two them hold on to each other
as they catch their breaths and a softening Neal slips out of
Dustin's ass.
"Neal, we are so doing this again and often!" Dustin says as soon
as he can get his breath back.  What else could Neal answer with
but...
"Fuck, yeah!"
To be cum-tinued...