Date: Sat, 08 Nov 2003 17:34:51 -0700 From: Joseph Farrin Subject: PENIS POWER IN KANSAS - PART 8 STOP! Return to the page where Nifty has posted a warning as to who should not read these stories. The warning applies to this story. PENIS POWER IN KANSAS - PART 8 Friday rolled around, Lloyd Smith was coming for supper and I forgotten to get anything ready, so after school, I went to the market, bought some packaged salad mix, hamburger, a package of frozen vegetables and some ice cream. I fixed what had had become Lee's favorite main course - hamburger mixed with a package of onion soup mix, cooked on top the stove in a pan with the hamburger broken up while it cooked and when done I mixed in a small carton of sour cream and heated it through. The concoction was served over white rice (a sort of fake beef stroganoff). Shit, how cheesy it seemed after the beautiful dinner we had been served at Lloyd's house. After not 2 but 3 Martinis, Lloyd ate it with gusto and commented that he tired of eating out and was always on the lookout for something that was easy and quick to prepare at home. We lingered at the table after the ice cream and coffee, discussing mostly the last club meeting and the stir Robert and Robbie had caused. Lloyd wondered if we should not amend the process for admission of new members. When it came down to discussing the purpose of his visit, it turned out to be the farm properties that were a portion of Lee's inheritance. Some of the leases were up for renewal within the next few months and Lloyd wanted me to physically see the properties and Lee to get reacquainted with them before the leases were up for discussion. Lee and I were to think about a date and call his office to get it plugged into his schedule. Lloyd's cell phone rang. It was his son Pete and after they talked awhile, Lloyd handed the phone to me saying Pete wanted to talk to me. "Jase, how ya doin?" "Great Pete, what are you up to these days? He didn't answer my question but got serious. "If you're going to be home this evening, I want to call you in one hour. I have your telephone number; so don't give it to me now. OK?" "That's for sure. It was nice talking to you again. Be sure to call me the next time you're back in Solomon Hills." "Will do Jase in one hour. Want to ask you something." I handed the phone back to Lloyd. He closed the lid, terminating` the connection. "Pete thinks a lot of you, Jase." "The feeling is mutual. He's an outstanding young man. You should be proud of him." After another 30 minutes of chit chat Lloyd left and I waited for Pete's call, as I was very curious. Lee was in the study when it came and I was loading the dishwasher. Lee hollered at me and I ran to get the phone. "Hi Jase. You taking care of that big 8" beauty?" "Sure I am." "I would sure like to spend some more fun time with my face nuzzled in your crotch, between your legs." "That's where you'd find it." "I know. And how would you like to make an opportunity happen for me along with 4 other KSU big dicked, horny dudes?" "Is that a fantasy for me to dream about or a genuine possibility?" "Jase it's even more than a possibility. Let me tell you what's happening. One of these dudes is my roommate; the other three are very close friends. And I know you get the meaning of `very'. Originally we had planned to spend our spring break in Lake Havasu City, Arizona. But, we're short of cash and our parents are all on our cases about spending too much on non- essential expenses. So, knowing my dad and Billy are going to spend the week before Easter in California with dad's cousin and her family, I invited them to our house. But, I've chickened out unless you can help me. (I thought he was working up to me loaning him some money.)" I interrupted the conversation because I really wasn't understanding it - "Pete, let me ask you a couple of questions: Why did you chicken out and exactly what are you proposing?" "OK, Jase, forgive me. I'm kind of excited right now. All of us are here in the same room together and I have you on a loud speaker so they can all listen to our conversation. So, your first question: I chickened out for two reasons. We are not intending to, never have and never would get a thrill from trashing a place - not even a cheap motel room - let alone dad's house. But, if something accidentally happened to even one of the plants in that solarium of his I'd be dead meat; I think you can understand that. Next. We have a couple of very nosey bitches as neighbors - both across the street with direct views of the house. I think you can also understand that. So, on to question two which is - with a little alcohol and four friends to boost my courage - I am calling to ask you if you would consider playing host for 3 or 4 days to our spring break. Jase, if you haven't feinted yet, let me give you an advertising barrage - all of these guys are good looking dudes, carrying big meat between their legs, gay, horny, can give and take it 24/7, anal, oral, cock adoration, kink, whatever you can throw at them they'll enjoy. Does my commercial turn you on? If it doesn't I am a dismal failure or you're dead. By the way, if you're dead, we're forgiving, have Lee e-mail me as to the time and date of the funeral and we'll all be there. Drunk maybe, but we'll all be there. Some guy in the room said something I didn't grab so I asked Pete what the guy had said. Pete explained, that one of the guys had commented that we didn't expect maid service, we'd make beds, do laundry, help with the cooking and clean up any spilled cum. "Pete, hold on. I've got to run this by Lee." I explained it to Lee and he was totally in agreement and totally excited. "OK, Pete, I've got Lee's approval. Now I have a request. "You know Kurt Maxx, I'm sure and you also know the Anderson Boys. But, do you know Kurt's new boyfriend, a teacher, like me, Nate Bowman?" "I met Nate once." "OK, I asked you because I want to know what your friends reactions would be if I could get Kurt and Nate plus Mark and Michael Anderson to join us." "Jase, I think they'd all cum in their pants the minute they see Lee and those Anderson boys." "So, what's the time frame, Pete? "I'm prepared for that question. I'm holding a calendar. Our last classes are on Friday, the 11th, one week before Good Friday. Dad will take off for Denver International about 4PM on the same day. We can be in Solomon Hills by about 9 or 10 PM, same day - Friday, April 11th. And, we can stay as long as you enjoy having us around. Our first classes after spring break are on Monday, April 21. Is that OK?" "It's perfect, Pete, the timing coincides exactly with spring vacation for the Solomon Hills School. But stop on the way and eat something. I don't want to start cooking at 9 or 10 o'clock at night." "Jase, one more thing. I want you to know that I owe you big time. And I mean big time." "Don't be too sure about that Pete. When this is all over and if your friends are as exciting as you described them, it might be me that owes you." I heard a loud roar of approval from the room before we said goodbye. Immediately, I called Nate and Maxx. They could hardly contain their excitement. It was only the 14th of March, but Pete called me at least once a week until the day they were to leave Manhattan, where Kansas State University is located. Then, he called me when they departed and again from Topeka, Salina, Hays and where they turned off I-90 to come north to Solomon Hills. His last call was from the driveway at the north side of the house. "Jase, were parked on your driveway and we have a problem. Can you hold the front door open for us?" "Sure, what's the problem?" "Don't ask. In two minutes, I'll be telling you face to face." I hurried and opened both the front door and the screen door. They were literally hauling a guy out of the back seat - he was out of it, drunk, something, I didn't know just what. Lee's eyes were about to pop out of his head. Lee said, "Jase I don't know what the fuck this guy did but he must have taken a pill or something that was a lot stronger than the beer the guys sitting in the back seat were drinking. He's stoned. Hi, Lee, how ya doin? Where can we park this dude for the night?" I was taken so by surprise I stammered, "Well, the couch in the Study is the closest place." "Jase, let's think this out. In college did you ever play with a passed out roommate all night - play with his privates - did whatever turned you on?" "No." "Well try it. He won't react but it will still be fun. Where do you sleep?" "Lee absolutely took charge. "Take him upstairs. Follow me. I'll turn some lights on for you." The two guys who were holding the passed out student, his arms over their shoulders, dragged him upstairs and dumped him in the exact middle of the bed, smiled at Lee and me and said: "Meet Nick, he always likes to make a good, first impression." They turned and went back to Pete's car. Shortly, I could hear car doors slamming; they were bringing in their luggage. The kid they dumped on the bed was good looking and sexy, with a nice olive complexion, black hair, a cleft chin, dark eyebrows, hairy arms below his elbows, hairy legs below his knees and in need of a shave. He also had a small amount of hair on his stomach from his navel to his pubes. The fact that he needed a shave made him look a little sleazy but I liked the sleazy look. The first thing I did was to carefully take off his glasses. Pete made the unspoken decision to leave Nick's T-shirt on, but we pulled the down-comforter out from under him, took off his shoes and then his pants. He had on standard, white jockeys with a substantial bulge underneath - seemingly more interesting to Lee than to Pete or me. Pete and I found taking time out to kiss each other more important at the moment. Pete said, "Shit, we'd sprain our backs if we tried to lift him up to remove his jockeys; he's a dead weight. I'll cut them off if you'll get me a pair of scissors. Lee went down stairs, two at a time, returned and handed the scissors to Pete who proceeded to make a cut from the leg opening up through the elastic waist band on each side of Nick's crotch and pulled down the front part of his jockeys exposing a flaccid penis that, even though lifeless, still hung 7" and draped over his left leg with a really fat shaft that, interestingly, seemed to pinch inward at his purple cockhead making a clear definition of the juncture of his shaft with his glans. His shaft was as thick as you could ever wish to have rammed down your throat and thicker than you would ever want rammed up your ass. Although his penis was comatose it still reeked of Penis Power that filled and dominated the attic. It was a beautiful and artistic creation, as are all men's cocks, eventhough all different. Pete spoke to me. I quit staring at Nick and, with Pete, went back downstairs to meet the rest of my guests. Lee said he was tired and started getting ready for bed. (The eager beaver - he was so fucking obvious.) I liked all of Pete's friends and I'll provide you with names and descriptions, as we get deeper into their stay, except to say that Pete's roommate was named Allen.) I pulled some beers from the fridge, passed them out, told them to help themselves, showed them the basement, the two Bedrooms down there, each with 2 single beds and the 1st Floor Bedroom with a double bed, and where the Bathroom was located - accidentally forgetting the attic Bathroom. They were surprised and enthusiastic at seeing there was a pool and poker table in the basement as well as a table tennis set up but I guess, they, too, were weary so they all settled down to watching TV, except Pete who pulled me into the kitchen. "Jase, I can't tell you how we all appreciate this. The guys will all get around to thanking you individually. They're a nice bunch, believe me, and you'll have fun with them. Do you want to sleep with me tonight? I'll do anything for you. You can use me like a whore." "Pete, slow down! You're acting like you have to repay me. Well you don't. I do want you, but we've got a lot of time to enjoy this orgy. Before it's over, we can pig out with each other several times. For tonight, why don't you and Allen sleep together or each choose a partner. You're probably tired. Everyone seems to be that way. Guess all of you had exams yesterday. And, I think I better get back up to the attic before Lee uses those scissors to cut Nick's cock off for a souvenir. He seems intrigued with it.' We hugged and he suddenly moved to unzip my fly and haul my cock out saying he just had to, at least, see it. He couldn't wait until tomorrow. He squeezed it, made it hard, kissed it and walked out of the room saying I better put it away before he raped me. Upstairs, lit only by the lamp on Lee's nightstand, Lee was on his stomach, sucking on Nick, as I knew he would be. Nick's cock was asleep for the night, just as Nick was. Yet the room was still filled with, and I imagined I could even smell, the magic of his Penis Power. It had certainly captured Lee's emotions and desires. Lee's cockhead, normally large, was bigger and slicker looking than I had ever seen it, looking as though it could almost explode. "You really like him, don't you Lee?" "That isn't it Jase. It's that I don't know him and he doesn't know me, yet here he is in our bed, naked and I'm sucking on his dick and he doesn't know it. He isn't even reacting - maybe just a little sometimes. It's just that I find it really sexy - his cock being here in our bed for me to play with if I want to - like, you know, a dildo or a cockring, something like that." "I understand, Lee. I intend to play with it myself. Never had the chance to do it with a passed out roommate in Greeley. In fact, I've heard that some guys like to pick up a man in a bar who's had too much to drink. They find sucking a drunk or sticking their cock up his ass, or whatever they want to do with him is more exciting when done with a guy who's passed out than it is with a guy who is sober." Rather than suck on Nick, I found it made me really hard if I just fondled his big cock, balls, and the immediate area between his legs. Lee saw the effect it had on me, so he took a turn at doing the same thing. I sucked his penis into my mouth and, as Lee had mentioned, it did get a small amount of stiffness, but nothing lasting. I told Lee one more turn for him, and then we should quit and give Nick a rest. I went to the chest, returned with the K-Y, lubed my cock and with Lee still on his stomach, Nick's flaccid cock in his mouth, I stuck my cock between his ass cheeks. I didn't hurry, I didn't say anything to him, I just gently fucked him until his body jerked and I knew we were going to have to put a towel over the spot where he ejaculated before turning out the light. I woke up sometime during the night, Nick had turned over so he was facing my back; his arm was slung over my lower body and his hand was exploring my cock. I guess it wasn't a cock he recognized, so he raised up and whispered in my ear, "Are you Jase?" "Yes, Nick, you passed out in Pete's car before you got here. Your friends put you in bed with me and Lee. Do you have to piss?" "Yes" "Wait 5 seconds. I got up, turned on the light in the Bathroom and Nick emptied his bladder. I stood by the door until he made it back to bed then I turned off the light and climbed in beside him, resuming the same position we were in before going to the Bathroom. At 7:30 in the morning I got up, put on some bedroom slippers and a bathrobe and went down stairs. I was the first one up. I made a pot of coffee, poured it into a carafe and made a second pot. At least that would be a start. Then I got out an electric grill and made pancake batter. It was 8:00 when Pete joined me. We had coffee and talked quietly until his roommate, Allen was the next one up, followed by the two guys I had yet to meet. Everyone except me was still in their underwear. Allen struck me as the kind of guy that Robbie might one day resemble when he became more mature - blonde, blue eyed and a fair completion. The last two guys to appear were both longhaired. Randy, a 6-5" blonde, blue eyed and, like Nick, in need of a shave but not quite as bad. He had on jockey shorts and you could see, through the fabric a sizeable cock - it seemed to be semi hard, as the bulge it created was horizontal. The next was Jon, my height with brown hair, down to his shoulders; again blue eyes, with a nice oval face, and a killer of a smile. All of the guys were in the range of 19 to 23 years old. Pete had told me the truth - all of his friends were hot looking studs, and neither their jockey nor boxer shorts could hide their generous endowments. As promised, everyone pitched in, making more coffee and making pancakes while I fixed bacon and eggs. I took Pete to the Hall and showed him where the towels were and told him to tell the guys to help themselves. During breakfast, I told all of them I wanted them to make themselves at home as I wanted all of them to have a good time and told them there was a second bathroom upstairs. By the time we got the dishwasher loaded it was almost 9:00 and still no sign of Nick or Lee, so I went back up the stairs to tell them I'd fix breakfast for them if they wanted to come down. I guess they didn't hear me in my bedroom slippers and, like Tristan's story of Robert and Robbie in the hospital, they didn't see me when my head appeared just above the level of the floor. I stopped. Nick was on his back with Lee over him, on his knees, slowly riding up and down on Nick's finally awakened and erected cock; both too absorbed in looking at each other to notice me. They came downstairs together for breakfast, several guys were taking showers or waiting to take them and the others were in the basement. Lee and Nick ate without anyone else appearing. Nick went down to check on what was going on in the basement. I told Lee I wanted to talk to him and we went back to the attic. As I've told you I could read him like a book and I could tell while he was eating breakfast that he was feeling guilty. I told him to get back in bed; I put my arm around him and said: "Lee, I saw you riding Nick's dick. Before you ask let me say that I'm not angry. I know what I want to tell you but I don't know quite how to say it. So, let me start by telling you I had a long talk with Nate at the Andersons during our last meeting night. Nate is feeling insecure in his relationship with Kurt. He's jealous of Kurt and feels Kurt might be cheating on him. He really needed someone to talk to. So, to lift something out of that conversation, I told Nate that I didn't think Kurt was seeing either other men or women. But I told him that even if he was doing that he was also the one that came home to Nate, made love to him and slept with him at nights. It's not quite what I want to tell you but it's similar. We made a pact between the two of us and I knew when we made it that it would be difficult to keep. I think it was wrong that we made it. It didn't guarantee our love because our love doesn't need any guarantees. Our love just is. It's just there and it always will be. Lee, I'm only 7 years older than you, too young to be your real father, but I know we're going to be lovers for a long, long time. But, when you get older and if you meet a guy your own age and fall in love and want to move out, or want him to move in, it will be no different than a son that gets married. I'll still love you just as much as the first day I saw you. If it doesn't work out I would welcome you back to our bed with all my heart. And, I somehow believe that even with another guy in your life you might still want to have sex with me, too. I hope I'm making some sense. Why I'm telling you so soon after seeing you with Nick is that there is a house full of hot studs down there. We both agreed we'd like them spending some of their spring vacation with us. I know there's going to be a lot of sex going on here in the next few days. The time is ripe for you to give in to someone. I will too. I'll tell you flat out that I have not fucked Mark or Mike Anderson, but I know Mark wants it and I honestly don't know how long I can resist not giving him what he wants. See what I mean? You just happened to be the first to break the vow. I understand and I love you not one ounce less. I hope you will feel the same when I'm the one that gives in. Lee began to cry. I held him tight but he still tried to pull my arms tighter around him than they already were. I didn't say anymore. I just let him cry it out. Finally he did and then he said something that was very profound for a boy his age. "I guess what you're telling me is you will always be my daddy and my lover and that is what I will always want you to be. You are right about our love; it is a strong love and a strong bond between us. I guess you are also saying that it is impossible for us never to meet others for whom we will have sexual desires. We're both too young to be able to deny our sexual appetites, which we have even strengthened in each other. So, a sexual experience with someone else is just what it is - sex. And, it is not strong enough to break us apart." "Yes, Lee you understand what I tried to explain. I know it sounds a bit like the old saying that `you can justify anything and sometimes need to so you wont feel guilty'. But, as I told Nate, men with a homosexual bent are, for the most part, more promiscuous than straight men. We have chosen a different path and I guess the standards that we can be held to must, then, also be different, at least by other men of the same persuasion." "Jesus, Jase, you have more big fucking words in your vocabulary than anyone I know, but I know what you're saying." He turned around and with our arms around each other we kissed. Getting out of bed Lee said, "I hope Mark enjoys you fucking him as much as I enjoyed getting fucked by Nick." I grabbed him by the arm, pulled him back onto the bed, gave his butt a hard swat and said, "You can really be a smart assed little prick, sometimes." "Yea, I like to tease you because I know you like it." (The little shit had that right.) There is no place in Solomon Hills that delivers pizza and the frozen ones in the grocery just aren't the same, so I had decided on beef stew for supper. You could make a lot of it and it was Kurt's favorite meal. Tomorrow I'd defrost and bake a ham I have in the freezer. I did all the prep work I could, but it was too early to start cooking the stew, so I headed for the Study to sit a minute and call Kurt on his cell phone to tell him that he and Nate should come for dinner, as I was having beef stew. As I passed the Bedroom adjacent to the study, the door was open. Jon was apparently just out of the shower and was pulling up his pants - a well- worn pair of purple corduroys - no underwear. Even before I finished talking to Kurt on the phone, he came into the Study, rummaged through the porno videos, selected one and started playing it. I had watched it before. It had a little guy that was absolutely the most avid cocksucker I have ever seen. He threw himself into his role and must have worn himself out making the film. Jon stretched out on the sofa wearing only purple, corduroy pants, bare from the waist up and no shoes or socks. I had caught him pulling his pants up and I knew he was wearing no underwear. He fished his cock out of his pants and gently stroked it every so often. As I said, I had seen the film, so, mesmerized, I watched Jon. His head propped up on an arm of the sofa, his face framed by his long, brown hair, his hairless chest, and playing with his dick. His hair, face, skin and his corduroy pants gave him such a look of softness, he was, one fucking hot, young dude. There wasn't any doubt that I was being obvious with my looking at him but he smiled - he didn't care. After a while, he got up, motioned me over to sit on the couch, which invitation I readily accepted. He motioned me to the middle. Once I was seated he threw pillows along the couch on each side of me and he stretched out again with his lower torso atop my lap. His cock, still out of his pants was right in front of me, so close, so incredibly beautiful. "I've been playing with it a while, why don't you play with it now, Jase? You've been looking at it. I know you want it." "I do. It's beautiful." "I'm glad you like it when it's soft. When you get it hard, you're going to love it." The first thing I did was to unbutton his pants at the waist and part the fly as far as I could, reach in and fondle his balls. Having just showered, his crotch area was moist and warm and his genitals were, like the rest of him, very soft to the touch as well as to look at. He continued to watch the film and when a scene excited him he would tell me to "stroke it but not enough to make me cum"; after several repeats of the same routine, his cock grew to an unbelievable length. It was longer than mine, maybe 8-1/2" or even 9", thin all the way and capped by a small cockhead. I was just thinking how great it would to feel to have that long, thin piece of cock flesh slowly work its way in and out of my fuck hole, when he said, "Jase, sit on it". "You'll have to let me get up and go to the Bathroom for some K-Y." He pushed his hand down between one of the couch cushions and the back of the couch, pulled out a bottle labeled "Lube", and handed it to me. I pulled down his pants and generously greased his long penis, now hard as a rock. Straddling him, I reached down and guided it to my opening. Being so thin, it didn't hurt as much as Kurt's did. Never had I had anything so deep in my love hole. It was heavenly. Shortly he told me to lie down, we changed positions to where I was on my back, feet in the air, and he mounted me. Despite all our foreplay, it took him a long time to shoot; maybe he was one of those guys that are slow to get off. To use Lee's words, he really "threw a fuck into me" with his long dick. He wasn't gentle. He pounded his dick in and out like a piston in an engine. Collapsing atop me he open mouth, French kissed me as I recovered. We went to the bathroom and cleaned ourselves up. His cock now flaccid was still an impressive piece of man meat. I didn't want to let go of it, so I held onto his shaft as we kissed some more. As we were leaving the Bathroom, I saw Nick and Lee heading back up to the attic. Guess they had not, yet, gotten enough of each other. Pete helped me layout some sliced turkey and roast beef, tomatoes, butter, mayonnaise, mustard and bread on the counter and Pete went around, telling the guys to fix their own sandwiches when they were ready for lunch. Pete rounded up Allen and me and we left for his dad's house. Allen had never seen the house, so Pete grabbed three beers from the fridge and we toured first the downstairs, including the solarium, and then the upstairs. As it turned out Pete's motive was that he wanted to have sex with us in his own bed for the memories that would remain with him. Of course the primary motive was the sex itself. Pete pulled the bedspread and blankets down over the foot of the bed. We all stripped, Pete had Allen and me stand on the bed close together and he got on his knees between us. Before he even had time to start his fellatio, Allen very sternly said, "Pete, I'm going to warn you again - no hands. If you can't keep them off our dicks, I'll tie them behind you the next time." It was difficult for Allen and me to stand upright on the bed; we felt unsteady, so we held onto and sort of steadied one another. I had thought the guy in the video that Jon and I had watched was an avid cocksucker, but the longer Pete sucked the more frantic, more passionate and wilder he became. Allen and I began playing games with him, pulling our dicks out of his mouth, cupping our hands over our genitals - denying him access. He begged like a spoiled child begging for candy. He was one hungry cocksucker. His mouth was drooling, he licked our cocks as well as sucking them; he had our meat slicker than if he had lubed us. He attacked first one and then the other back and forth. We whipped our cocks across his lips and the sides of his face. He began to really devour us. We were all three worked up and near climax, but Pete popped his nuts first. Without using his hands, his cock started jerking and ejaculating all over the sheets and he started jacking the two of us together. The two of us open mouth kissed until Pete jacked us to completion. Even though we both had enjoyed intense orgasms, Allen was angry. "Go into the Bathroom, Pete. You used your hands. You should have kept on sucking us even though you were shooting your load. You know what the punishment is." Pete ran to the Bathroom and lay down on the cold, tile floor. Allen grabbed my hand and we followed him. Pete had his eyes closed. I wondered what was going on until Allen said, "Come on, Jase, piss on this naughty cocksucker; he jacked us off." Our yellow streams crossed as the two of us pissed on him from his neck down to his feet and over his genitals. Allen took a bath towel from one of the towel racks, threw it at Pete and said, "Dry yourself off you slut and clean up the floor." To me, he said, "Sorry I had to do this in front of you, Jase. Pete's just got to learn that if he's going to suck a man's cock he's got to stay with it until the guy unloads in his mouth and not get excited and jack the guy off. If a guy wants jacking off he could do it alone, he wouldn't have given his hardon to a cocksucker in the first place." Pete was profuse in his apology to us but Allen was evidently the dominant one and he wouldn't let up. "You're going to want to do this again, but I'm tying your hands in back of you." Pete surprised me. He said "Yes, Master." Guess they had a little, mild B & D going on between them. We did quite a bit of drinking before settling down to dinner and afterwards, too. Being busy, I lost track of what Lee, and Mark were consuming. I had fixed two large pots of beef stew and it was depleted along with everything else. I would have to go to the market after breakfast in the morning to stock up on bread, milk and some other stables. Things began developing differently than the events at the Anderson Lodge. Maybe it was the drinking but, anyway, nobody was shy and everyone, while watching another porno film, had their dicks out of their pants or their pants off. There was lots of activity going on. That little shit Mark had brought a bag of pot that he had swiped from the Lodge and that loosened everyone's morals even more. The little shit had also forgotten to tell me that, between the time arrangements had been made in March and April 11th rolled around, Billy Smith had enticed Michael to go to California with him as his dad would take them to Disneyland. Maybe it was better though as it made 5 Solomon Hills and 5 KSU dudes - an even number to pair with. The activity seemed to be preliminary to every one deciding who they wanted to wanted to partner with for their first round of the evening. (I started to say, "score with" instead of "partner with", but decided to stick with "partner with". It was obvious that every one was going to score, not only once but also more than once - everyone was keen to have sex.) Kurt, Jon and I had the largest dicks in the crowd and it seemed everyone approached us to feel us up, even those who had felt Kurt and me before. The preliminaries got pretty hot and continued on for more than an hour, followed by more drinking and some of Mark's pot. Early on, though, Mark had made it quite emphatic that he wanted to pair with me and secured the bargain by saying, with his special pronunciation, that he wanted me to fuck him. I told him to hang around a while, as I wanted to see who paired together. I guess Lee and I have the same good taste in penises with lots of Penis Power; he paired with Jon, as I could almost have predicted. Kurt began his kissing techniques to reduce Randy to submission. Nick put the make on Nate. (Poor Nate, he was going to get it up the ass again.) Everyone was aware of what was happening, and it became obvious that Pete and Allen were left. As host, I invited Allen to go with Mark and me and Kurt, always gracious, asked Pete to go with him and Randy. Allen was great with the dirty talk and threatening, B & D oriented, remarks. Mark was hauling us down to one of the basement Bedrooms. Even on the way down the stairs, Allen started in. "So your Swedish cunt wants plugged tonight. Well, Jase and I are both going to stick our plugs in it, so don't go freaking out on us. Understand?" "Mark understood the game immediately and didn't need any further encouraging. He simply and quickly answered "No, sir. I won't, sir." We started to strip the few clothes we had on. Mark had not removed his pants upstairs, so he started to do so now but Allen stopped him as he dropped them to his ankles. "Don't take those off, go upstairs and get some beers." Mark started to step out of his pants but, again, Allen said, "Don't do that. Just go as you are." Poor Mark, he waddled out the door and over to the stairs like a duck, his pants encumbering every step. I hoped he wouldn't try to negotiate the stairs without pulling them up. But the site of his bare ass and naked legs waddling across the floor was a sight I'd never forget. He came back the same way; he knew where I kept the poppers, he had the yellow, poppers bottle sticking out of his mouth, a beer in his left hand and two beers squeezed under his right armpit and his teen erection bobbing around in front of him. Shit I could have cum right then and there just looking at him. "OK, cunt, you did well. That entitles you to a good fucking. But we might still need to warm you up with a good spanking. Jase and I both like our male pussy excited and twitching for cock before we sink our dicks into it." "Thank you, sir." I wondered to my self where a teenager in Solomon Hills had learned about B & D. But Mark played along with Allen's game. If it got rough, I would put an end to it. "OK, cunt, before you get it you're going to suck dick for a while. Get it?" Mark went down on me first, which I took as a secret signal between us that it was me who he wanted most. After he had performed the ceremony on Allen and Allen pulled out of his mouth, Allen said, "Bend down" When Mark did bend down, Allen grabbed and spread his ass cheeks and told me to spank his pussy, which I did. Then Allen decided he should go in first, as it would get Mark primed to take my bigger dick. Of course, I knew that Mark had already taken Kurt (on the night the boys had a sleepover in the basement) so I knew I wouldn't hurt him. Luckily, when Allen was finished with Mark, he said his goodbyes and left to find another adventure. Mark and I both appreciated his departure. "Do you still want me, Jase?" "Of course I do. Don't be silly!" "I feel bad, offering myself to you after I've just been fucked. I can still feel his cum in my ass." "Do you want to wait and do it another time?" "God, no. It's you I want. He didn't change that at all." "Well then, let's just do it." We went through some foreplay - kissing, exploring each other's bodies with our hands, fondling each other's genitals and some frottage. "Mark, I'm going to get up and lock the door. When I get back in bed you switch off the lamp on the bedside table. We don't need any interruptions." The foreplay had stimulated our desires for each other, but I didn't want to rush things; I knew Mark had been living in anticipation of this moment for some time and I wanted to fulfill his desires. He was on his back, holding his legs up, even as he switched off the bedside lamp. I explored around with a finger until I found his pucker so I could press my cockhead through it and deep into his love hole. Mark was a sweet and beautiful boy and his ass, too, was sweet and beautiful. It lacked nothing to excite and pleasure a man who liked to fuck boys. We were both more than ready and on the edge of anticipation, but I paused. "Mark, I'm ready, but before I start I want you to do something." "What?" "I want you to tell me you want me to fuck you. The way you say it excites me so much. Please." "Oh, Jase, I do. I really want you to fuck me, fuck me deep, fuck me hard and fuck me for a long time. I want you to fuck my brains out. Please Jase, fuck me, fuck me right now!" I started slowly and gently but was soon fucking him with abandon. I knew I wasn't hurting him, I knew I wasn't taking his virginity, I knew he had been fucked by his older brothers, I knew he liked to get fucked, I knew he wanted me to fuck him. So, I was fucking him with my 8", fat cock, giving him the whole thing with every stroke. All the while he was getting fucked he was moaning in pleasure as he repeated, over and over: Oh, God, oh God, it feels so good, fuck me. The minute I climaxed, he tightened his legs around my waist to hold our overheated, naked bodies tight to each other and keep my cock inside his boy hole. I could feel his hot breath and heavy breathing on my face, as I knew he could feel mine. I wondered if we hadn't indeed fucked both of our brains out. We remained in the dark and talked. He remembered that I had cum in my pants the first time he fucked my mouth but the second time I was naked and he took a long look at my cock. That was when he decided that he had to have it. I told him that if we were to do it again it had to be while Pete and his KSU friends were in town. I felt very close to Lee and there was a little jealousy there. Beyond the KSU timeframe we might never have a chance again. He understood. How time flies when you're having fun. It was 10 o'clock when I left him. He decided to just sleep where he was. I went to bed. It was 15 to 20 minutes before Lee slipped in beside me. I put my arm around him and he said, "Jase, are you awake." "Yes, I've been waiting for you, wondering if you'd be sleeping with me tonight." "I don't know why you would think I wouldn't. The only time I haven't was when I went to Denver with Luke. You know I couldn't even get to sleep without you." "I'm glad." "But, Jase, it's going to be sleep only tonight. I'm all fucked out." "Me, too." So ended the first, full day with the guys from KSU. I know I can't give you a blow-by-blow, a fuck-by-fuck account of every day, but I'll fill you in on my most enjoyable experiences in the next Part. TO BE CONTINUED All responses will be appreciated and answered.