Date: Wed, 9 May 2007 10:30:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dan Dufresne <colorguardmandan@yahoo.com>
Subject: Because-of-Colorguard-3

All the regular disclaimers apply....yea...I'm being lazy right
now...ENJOY!

Part III.  "Tell me what you want what you really really want!"

     In the afternoon it's always ensemble with the whole band.  With the
drill we learn in the morning we put it with music, and the color guard
work.  There always seems to be this trend that the color guard spends a
lot of time around the drum line.  I kept getting winks from several
members of the drum line.  I really didn't understand at the time.  I
believed all of them to be straight but they all seemed very attracted to
me...or they just wanted a real live blow up doll.  I was really interested
in finding a relationship.  I didn't enjoy casual sex all that much, but it
was the best thing available at the time.  I was going to see later if I
could get with any of the boys here.

     We did a run-through of what we learned so far, and we were excused
for an hour dinner.  At the mess hall (NOT cafeteria...) I got my
disgusting looking dinner, I couldn't tell what it was, and headed over to
my usual color guard table, but I was receiving call from the drum line as
I walked passed them, even cat calls, which was quite embarrassing.  Were
they all openly gay?  I didn't care as I was out, so unable to ignore them
I went over to sit with them.  I sat between David and Justin, Justin with
his camera as always.  It seemed that it was glued to his hand, how did he
eat?  The only time I've ever seen him without it is on the field, but he
would probably bring it there if he could.  We chatted about the day, how
strange this show is becoming already.  We finished the opener that day and
the next day we would be working on the ballad.

     We interrupt our regular programming to present you with our regular
vocabulary comprehension.  In a marching band show there are "sections."
These sections are called movements.  Each represents a part of a story to
make up our whole show.  Well that year show didn't really tell a
story...it was mostly random music.  But still we had four movements that
year.  The first is called the opener.  It's usually fast very aggressive
as it's the first thing that everyone sees.  The middle depends on the band
so I'll skip and explain the closer next which is the last movement.  It
usually relates to the other movements in some way to tie the whole show
together.  It's usually easy going at first, but the last minute of it
always is super fast and super strong cause it's the last thing that
everyone sees.  Now the middle differs band to band, in the order and how
many parts they decide to put in.  There is always at least one part in the
middle usually called the ballad, it is slow, and very expressive.
Sometimes band opt to have a separate drum solo also.  The band doesn't
play very much here, it's just a drum feature usually fast, it shows off
the skills of our drummers.

     "Hey so after sectionals tonight will you come over to the empty side
of our cabin?"  whispered Justin.  For some reason he didn't want everyone
to hear.  Currently the other boys were busy playing with the raw tough
hard meat.

     "Um, sure.  Is 11:00 ok?  So I can take a shower and stuff," I
responded.

     "Yea, just don't let any of the other guys know," he warned.

     I wondered why he didn't want the other guys to know.  Did he want me
all to himself?  Aw, how cute.  I like the possessive type.

     Dinner ended we headed to our respective fields for sectional.  The
color guard was in front of the chapel, since the drum line used the lights
on the field and the chapel was the only other place that had lights
outside.  The woodwinds were in the one of the girls cabins, and the brass
were in one of the boys cabins.  The color guard learned work to the opener
that we had finished that day and we begun to learn work for the ballad.
Well I didn't I had a solo in the drum solo that was after the ballad and
to do it I had to be omitted from the ballad.  So I was standing on the
side learning to throw a five on sabre.

     Again our instructor let us out early so we can get to the showers
early.  I chose not to spank the monkey as I did realease my load earlier
that day, and I was probably expected to release another that night.  It
would have been about 12 hours since I did so my balls have probably
refilled themselves.

     After my shower I went to my cabin and put on just a pair of pajama
bottoms, no underwear.  I think Justin would enjoy that, but then a though
crossed my mind, maybe I could put on a show for him.  So I decided to put
on a pair of black boxer briefs under my black pajama bottoms, along with a
black tank-top.  Well I felt like I was going on a spy mission. It was five
to ten when I looked at the clock so I started to walk over to the drum
line cabin.  As I approached the unoccupied side of the cabin I saw a note
on the door.

     "Meet me at the cabins on the other side of the camp."

     Then I heard laughter and taunts from the occupied side of the cabin.
Guess they weren't going to sleep anytime soon.  And Justin wanted to be
totally alone.

     I made my half mile trek to the other side of the camp.  There were
tons of cabins, but we only used three cabins for the girls and three for
the boys.  Conveniently the cabins were put together in groups of three.  I
was kind of worried because I wasn't sure which cabin he would be in.  And
if he turned on a light that would attract attention, as we were the only
group at the camp that year.  But Justin knew this because as I approached
a sea of cabins there was one door the was brighter than the other, only
slightly.  It became clearer why as I grew closer there was a small
flashlight on the ground facing the door.  I as reached the door I picked
up the flashlight and brought it inside with me.

     Inside of the living room, I found the same sofas I would find in the
other cabins there were also sheets on the floor, and Justin's camera on a
tripod.  It didn't look like he was here yet so I sat and waited, picking
at my scab, yes, a bad habit of mine my scab is permanent because of it.
Just then the cabin door opened then closed, and entered Justin followed by
pretty boy Ryan, holding hands!  They were deep in conversation, and didn't
notice me sitting there.  They looked up and was surprised to see me there.
I guess I was early.  Then realization came over their faces.

     Rasing their held hands in the air Justin said, "Well now you know."

     "Know what?" I asked.  I just wanted to hear them say it.

     "That me and Ryan are boyfriends.  None of the other guys are gay.
But one day we were all at Michael's house together.  We were bored and
very horny.  Michael then begins to tell a story of his latest conquest.
He nails girls like every week.  Well that story made just about everyone
hott and hard.  I wasn't turned on by his story even when he went into
detail about how he fucked her and he had her begging for it.  Well that
led David to dare Jake to lick his balls.  Which he accepted.  David stood
up and pulled down his red basketball shorts, he wasn't wearing any
underwear.  His semi-hard black cock was huge.  Jake nearly back out, but
David grabbed his head and forced him to lick it.  After he did it they
both sat back down.  David still naked began to stroke his cock.  Michael
popped in one of his pornos, straight of course.  He then took of his jeans
and began stroking his cock to the blonde whore on tv who was taking a cock
in every hole she had.  There were about twelve guys around her all with
their cocks out, and that all I could look at the cocks not the woman in
the middle."

     Justin then realized he was sill standing up and decided to sit down
since it seem this story would take a while.

     "Well, David getting bored moved to Jake.  Everyone picked on Jake, he
is suck a bitch sometimes.  Now Jake was between Michael and David both
with their cocks out and Jake in the middle rubbing his through his pants.
David took Jake's hand and placed it on his cock, and commanded him to
stroke it, then Michael followed suit.  Jake was stroking both of their
cocks and the two hott guys began to undress him and stroke his 5-1/2 inch
cock.  David large dick grew to 8-1/2 inches with a huge dick head.  Jake's
hand couldn't even wrap fully round his large member.  Me and Ryan enjoyed
the scene but at the time we didn't know about each other.  So not wanting
to be left out of the fun I began to rub Ryan's cock, that was growing.  He
started to unbuckle my shorts to stroke my 6 inch wood pole.  The three
other boys were really into the movie and were getting closer to cumming
stroking each other.  Ryan and I were more into each other.  We didn't want
to be discovered so we stuck to stroking each other even though we wanted
to do so much more.  Jake began whimpering and came all over his chest, the
woman was screaming which probably triggered Michael to cum next, he hit
his chin, chest and belly.  One of the guys on tv began to fuck her
mercilessly which got David excited, he moved his hips to the rythmn which
shouts of 'oh yeah, fuck her hard, yea' then he began to shoot over his
shoulder.  Seeing this scene caused me and Ryan to cum on each other.  All
of us spent at our activities, cleaned up, and headed home."

Sorry for taking so long for the update.  I had trouble of how to progress
the story.  And I had final exams and stuff.  Anyway I'm kind of weary of
this chapter, it kind of falls out of my style, but I hope you all like it
anyway.  If you have an suggestion, comments, or if there is anything you
want to see in the story, just let me know.  I respond back.  I've already
started the next installment and hopefully that'll be up soon too.
Later...colorguardmandan@yahoo.com