Date: Sun, 18 Nov 2012 18:59:54 -0800
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: The Society Boys Part 93

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews


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Chapter 93

We worked hard to get the details for the party sorted out.  We had sent
invitations out by every social media we had and so far the responses were
overwhelming.  We were already over 150 and climbing.  This was going to be
the orgy, ummm housewarming party, of the season.  We needed to take a
break so the four of us headed to the small shopping centre just a few
blocks from us and saw a great looking deli/café and decided to go in
and give it a try.  Jason and Alex were with Colin and me and we entered to
a nicely laid out business with an amazing looking menu.  The place wasn't
busy so we stood looking at the menu together.  Jason and Alex were holding
hands and I was leaning against Colin as we talked about what we wanted.
As we stepped up to the counter, a guy probably in his late 50's told the
cashier that he would take over from her.  She looked slightly nervous as
he almost bullied her out of the way gruffly.

"I'm sorry, but we can't serve you today.  You'll have to leave," he said
before we even spoke.  I looked around to make sure he was speaking to us.

"Excuse me?  What does that mean?"  Jason asked, as stunned as me.

"Are you stupid too?  I said we can't serve you today and I'd like the four
of you to leave?"

"Why?  What did we do?"  Alex asked.  We all thought maybe we had done
something wrong or had been mistaken for someone.

"This is a family restaurant and we would prefer your type not be in here?"
He said causing Colin to almost break my hand as I felt his anger boil
over.  I intervened first before my husband killed the guy.

"Our type?  You mean white males in our 20's?"

"You know what I mean?  We have strict beliefs here and we don't approve of
your lifestyle, so you'll need to leave."

"Our lifestyle?  You don't even know us, how could you know about our
lifestyle?  Oh wait, I know what it is baby," I said turning to Colin and
grinning.  "I told you that we shouldn't buy a gas guzzling SUV.  We should
have gone with that hybrid one.  We're pissing people off.  We're sorry,
sir.  We'll sell the SUV tomorrow and get something better.  I don't like
it either."

"I couldn't care what vehicle you drive.  I'm talking about the fact that
you're faggots," he said causing the biggest mistake ever.

"You're kidding right?  We hold hands or stick close together, and you
assume we're fags?  So caring about someone of the same sex is against your
beliefs?  What kind of family doesn't believe in love?"  Colin spat out.

"The bible says you shall not lie with a man as with a woman.  It is an
abomination," he spouted and Colin almost broke every bone in my hand as he
gripped me.

"I haven't lied to anyone.  Do I lie to you?"  Colin asked us.  I shook my
head.

"It means you can't sleep with a man like you do a woman," the guy said
becoming outraged.

"Says who?  I think it means that you can lie, or tell untruths to a woman
but not a man.  After all, back then women had no rights.  What the hell
makes you think it's about homosexuality?"  Colin spouted.  He was always
ready for this fight.

"It's clearly stated in the bible and I want you to leave or I'll call the
police.  I have the right to refuse service to anyone."

"Do you own this place?"  Colin asked.

"No, but the owners share my same beliefs."

"Let me speak to the manager," Colin spouted.

"I am the manager and I'm not going to ask you again.  Leave or I'll call
the police, and make sure all your friends know that they're not welcome
here either."

"How long have you worked here?"  Colin asked

"What business is that of yours?"

"It isn't but I was just curious because I'm going to make sure that this
is the last week that you do work here," Colin said staring at him.
"People like you don't belong in public service.  You're a hypocrite.  You
sell shrimp, which is also an abomination.  You cut your hair and you're
wearing clothes of more than one fabric and I bet if I check the rest of
your life I'd find a hundred more things that you are conveniently choosing
to ignore from your book of fiction.  You're accusing me of something
without knowing anything about me.  I assume this is a not for profit
business as well, because you would know that the love of money is also an
abomination, as mentioned in Luke 16.  Fucking douchebag."

The girl behind the counter was trying hard not to laugh as Colin berated
her boss.

"Leave now, or I will call the police," he repeated.

"That's your go to response?  Funny.  Dude, just because you can't get laid
is no reason to take it out on the people around you.  No worries, we're
leaving.  Of course you can kiss your business goodbye when I'm done with
you."  Colin literally yanked my arm out of the socket as we left in a
hurry.  I knew that look.  This guy was going to be sorry that he crossed
Colin.  I had such a boner, but I was still hungry.

As soon as we got out of the building, he was on the phone getting
information.  He had ADAM finding records on the deli ownership and the
name of the manager and information on the mall it was in.  "Fucking
hypocritical homophobic bible bashing piece of shit!  I thought we were
passed assholes like that in this country.  That slimy douchebag just
messed with the wrong fag."

We drove or more like stormed, to another mall a few blocks away and had
lunch as Colin gathered the information he wanted.  He got the deli owner
on the phone almost immediately and found out that while he didn't approve
of the way the manager dealt with it, he did say that he believed in family
values.  He apologized but refused to back down or do anything significant
to change his policy.  That made Colin even madder.  He would rather deal
with an in your face prick than one who was pretending to be nice, but
still a prick.  He changed the subject suddenly and asked Alex how he'd
like to work closer to home and open a new flagship Grind'r that was also a
deli.  Alex smiled and said it would be nice to expand.  Colin said he
would buy the mall and cancel their lease.

"What will you accomplish by just getting him fired?"  I asked curiously.

"I have no intention of getting him fired.  I wouldn't buy the business
only to give my money to a homophobic owner.  That would go against the
point of it.  We're going to have fun by opening a Grind'r twice the size,
right next door with better food, and at cost price so they lose business.
Then when they are basically broke, I'll buy the mall, cancel their lease
and tell them I don't want people like them in our building as we believe
in equality.

Jason smiled and looked at Colin.  "Deep breath buddy.  You're just pissed
off.  Maybe sleep on it and don't go crazy.  But I gotta admit, I love the
idea of a Grind'r close to home.  Why not just do that and force them out
of business?  It would certainly be cheaper than buying a whole mall just
to prove a point."

"But where's the fun in that?" smiled Colin calming down, which was good
because I was running out of bones that were still intact in my hand.  "I
kinda like that though, Jason.  The mall had lots of lease space, so let's
open a new Grind'r.  Alex, Mr. President, we're about to expand the Grind'r
Corporation."

"What do you mean Mr. President?"  Alex asked confused.

"I mean you gotta run the thing, so you're now the President of the
company.  Let's get this rolling and expand," he smiled and put his hand
out.

Alex shook it and smiled.  "Let's do it!  But we gotta make a profit."

"After we destroy the hypocrites," Colin said.  "All businesses need a
grand opening.  We'll just keep ours going until they're broke.  I know a
few inspectors that we can send in to check on them as well."

"Shit, I'm glad you're on our side," Jason laughed.

"Always!" he grinned and sat back contemplating his attack.  What I wanted
to know is how does he do all this stuff?  He seems to have his fingers in
everything.  He was like the gay mafia.  `Say hello to my little
friend...stroke it and it won't be so little...You may kiss it and be on
your way.'  That was a lot more sinister in my mind as I imagined Scarface
and the Godfather.

"I'll get you my pretty, and your little dog too," I said in my best wicked
witch voice and switched over to the terminator.  "Hasta la vista, baby!"
The guys laughed.  That boner I had earlier was back.  Movie lines are so
perfect to get your point across.  I just had to finish with Clint
Eastwood.  "You've got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky?
Well, do ya, punk?"  The tension had been eased for now as we all thought
of movie lines and shared them, getting so far off topic that we somehow
ended up yelling `Stella!', before we left the small restaurant we were in.

J.P. and Mary had settled into their new lives, and J.P. came over a lot to
help with our party plans.  He said he was trying to find a part time job
to have money until the Academy opened and he could get into University.
We tried to offer him something, but he said he wanted to try and get a job
on his own.  Seemed silly since he only wanted something part-time.  We had
the Grind'r and the Slam'r, plus plenty of other things in Colin's many
businesses, but we respected his decision.

It was finally the night of the party and the house looked incredible.  The
front driveway was lit up with white lights down each side, which I was
going to look into making permanent as they shone across the stones.  All
exterior lights were on to show off the house and a blue entrance carpet
added a touch of class too.  The back fence of the yard had these giant
white tubes of material attached over large fans that were blowing them up
in the air causing them to wave probably 30 feet in the air.  They were lit
from the inside and the colors changed.  It looked like a Hollywood stage,
but I think maybe it was done to show where the property ended so that none
of our guests went through the fence and fell down the cliff.  It would be
like an episode of the Simpsons if someone bounced head over heels down to
the beach below.

We had a large white tent at the side of the lawn with heaters in it and
the pool was full of large white supersized beach ball that lit up and
changed color.  I could have watched those things all night.  There was a
square, open sided, tent at the far end of the yard which was empty.  I
asked Jason what it was for, but he said I'd see later.  Inside, the house
looked pretty much the same except for a couple of bars that had been set
up for drinks.  Colin had thought we should use proper glassware for the
drinks, and I had thought more along the lines of the red solo cups as I
didn't want broken glass everywhere.  After all, these were our friends,
not the patrons of the Googleheim...sorry, Guggenheim.  We settled on clear
plastic glassware that wouldn't break.  Seemed fitting.

Guests began arriving and it started out like most parties.  We greeted
people; they were offered a glass of champagne by the scantily clad waiters
and then they went to talk to those they maybe hadn't seen for a while, or
they joined in with people that they perhaps wanted to know.  There were
even people I didn't know, but I'd like to.  The lights throughout the
house were on normally with music playing over the house system.  We hired
a catering company to look after food and drink, while the valet guys not
only parked cars, but also ran the coat check.  The businesses we used were
always members of the Q whenever possible as it was important to support
them so they continued to support the Society.  If they were successful, so
was the Q.  The waiters were so hot that I had no doubt that at some point
during the evening they would join in and have fun with many of the guests.
They were wearing black shoes and socks, with tight black straight cut
boxer/briefs and a black bow tie.  Yep, we went old school.  It may be a
housewarming party to start but we wanted everyone to know what type of
party it was going to turn into eventually.  Even the valet looked sexy,
although they had a lot more clothes on as it was a little cooler outside.
Several guys hung around the kitchen area drooling over the waiters perhaps
hoping to be first in line when they went off duty.

I was thrilled to see Parker and Spencer arrive and hoped I could remember
all my deaf signing for them.  I had kept in practice the best I could, but
when you don't have deaf people around it's awful hard to remember to do
it.  Most people look at you funny if you sign to them, especially if
neither of you are deaf.  Just feels creepy.  I kissed Spencer and hugged
Parker, then smiled and kissed Parker too.  Straight or not, he should feel
welcome.  After showing them around the house and getting them settled, I
returned to pay attention to the other guys arriving.  Jared arrived with
Myles, and their straight friends Max and Ryan.  They had been fun at our
last party and the fact they were back for another one, was a good sign.  I
had a feeling they might increase their education tonight.  The neighbor
boys Colton and Darren arrived with their friends Austin and Zane, as well
as two girls Britney and Andrea.  They were about the tenth girls to arrive
so far.

"We have another guy here tonight named Zane," I smiled as I greeted him.

"Really?  I've never met anyone else with my name before?"  He grinned.
Zane was a small guy, with big eyes as he excitedly bounced into the house.
There was no mistaking that this guy was gay.  He made Forrest look like
the Pope.

"I guess we'll have to make sure to introduce you then," I told him.

"I just hope that that Zane isn't as big a slut as little bummer boy over
here," said Britney.  "My brother has a tendency to introduce himself to
people by having sex with them first."

"Sounds like he's come to the right party then.  You might want to keep a
close eye on him," I laughed.

"Good luck with that.  We've been here three minutes and he's still got his
clothes on.  He must be nervous," laughed Colton.

"How old are you Zane?"  I asked as he wasn't very tall and looked about
12.

"16," he said quickly trying not to look at me.

"Yeah in two years," laughed Britney.  "I guess that all gay school of
yours isn't teaching math huh, just sex?  Maybe when it changes to the
private school in the new year, you'll get a better education."

"I'm gonna move into the boarding school too," he said confidently.  "At
least once I convince Mom and Dad that is."

I smiled and didn't bother to tell them that we owned the school; otherwise
we might be bombarded by questions.  "Ladies, just to warn you that most of
the guys here are gay, so you might see some nudity as the night
progresses."

"Nothing we haven't seen with these guys," Andrea said smiling.  "Are all
the guys gay or are there some straight boys?"

"There's lots of straight boys around.  They should be easy to find.  Just
stand still and you'll attract them like magnets," I laughed.

"Should we hand over our `V' cards here or wait until later?"  Britney
asked.

"Don't give `em to me honey, I'm gay.  I wouldn't even begin to know where
to stamp that type of card," I grinned.

"I like you, you're funny," Britney said as she smiled sweetly at me.
Christ there was no doubt that girl was going to get laid tonight. Probably
by some drunk confused gay guy.  Troy rescued me as he saw his friends at
the door and went up to take them to where Kyle and Aaron were.

I smiled as I saw Cole and Logan arrive next.  The blue carpet at the front
door had been a nice touch by Jason as each person arriving felt like a
movie star, as the Valet opened their car doors and took their vehicle to
park it somewhere.  At least I think we hired valet.  Part of my
responsible party planning to make sure no one drove home intoxicated, and
a great way to keep the drunk boys around longer until I'd gotten to know
them better...if you know what I mean.  Cole and Logan looked hot, although
Logan was looking a little thin and his eyes seemed hollow.  They weren't
as Emo as they used to be, but Cole still had his eyebrow piercing and
amazing black hair that covered part of his eyes.  He was as adorable as
ever and always made me excited to see him.  I kissed both of them and they
thanked me for the invitation.  They didn't seem as happy as they used to
be.  Maybe that's the whole persona of an Emo.  The next guests to arrive
caused my face to light up.  `Marvin' and Jeremy stepped out of the car and
ran to greet us.  I was a little surprised that he'd show up with so many
gay guys and cameras around.  We hadn't seen Jeremy since the fashion show
in California, but it was great to see him again.  Both had the required
California blonde hair and blue eyes.  It looked like an invasion of the
surfer dudes.  Jeremy still looked every bit the model, his tall 6'2" thin
frame towering over my 5'9" body as we hugged.  All I could remember is
that he had an 8"uncut penis and I had every intention of seeing it again,
although I doubted they would get naked in such a public setting.

"Nice surprise to see you here," I said as they arrived.

"Wouldn't miss it buddy, although we aren't going to spend the night.
We'll just hang out for a few hours and leave before it turns into one of
your famous parties," `Marvin' admitted.  I kinda figured as much, but
there would be plenty of opportunities later as they said they'd be around
for a couple of days.

"Too bad you're not staying for the real party tonight as I'm sure you'd be
a big hit.  Colin is in the kitchen if you want to stop there first and say
hi.  The kitchen is in sector 4, grid 9 on the lido deck," I laughed.

"So straight ahead on the right?"  `Marvin' chuckled.

The house was filling up nicely and several of the guys had shown up with
girls, which was fine as it made for a more interesting mix of people.
Plus it helped get the straight boys hornier.  That's the main use for a
girl.  Get straight boys horny, deny them sex and then let the gay guy
swoop in to show the guy compassion and help him out.  That's in the `world
according Justin' manual.  I hate to see a guy go home with blue balls.
I'm like a humanitarian.  I should get some form of award.

Kelly, the Q president showed up with a few guys along, including Jake and
TJ.  Nice to see the president and past president getting along so well.
Kelly introduced us to his boyfriend, Mark and the other guys with him,
Brett and Owen.  "Brett and Owen are identical twins, but you'd never know
it to look at them," he said in way of introduction.  I could see the
facial resemblance, but that's about where it ended.  They dressed
differently and where one had long hair, the other had short; one had even
colored his hair lighter than the other.  I guess not all twins wanted to
be identical.  "Justin and Jason are identical twins as well," Kelly said
to his friends.

"Actually, we're identical triplets," I corrected.  "We'll have to get
together later and talk.  Are you guys gay?"

"Bisexual," one of them said.  "Why limit our options?"

"True enough," I smiled as I added them to my list of must do's tonight.
Twins doing triplets.  Sounded like a porn movie of the week in the making,
if you ask me.  Kelly's boyfriend Mark was a black guy with light brown
skin and he looked really hot, especially with the white button up shirt he
was wearing that had several buttons open to show off his smooth chest.  I
hoped we'd see more of him later.

Many of the Q executives arrived with friends, and before long the house
was just buzzing with activity.  I was pleased to see Randy and Brandon had
shown up as it had been a while since we had gotten together with them.
They had really become the suburban couple and grown up almost faster than
we had.

Forrest arrived with his usual flair.  He was wearing a silver jacket that
sparkled like a disco ball.  He had white shades and boots that went up to
just below his knees.  He was wearing tight skinny jeans that clearly
showed his bulge and he was looking as fabulous as always.  I loved his
wavy brown hair, and once he got around to taking off some clothes, I would
be doing my laundry on his washboard abs.  When he walked into a room, you
could just smell the sexy and he made no apologies for a big entrance.  The
guy with him was a little more subdued, but just as sexy.  He had
fluorescent blue hair, a white dress shirt and tight black pants with blue
high top runners.  He looked like he might be part of a boy band or
something.  It was going to take a crowbar to get these guys out of their
pants, but I was willing to make the effort.  I just hoped they were
wearing sexy underwear.  Forrest introduced him as Bryan.  He was a little
taller than Forrest, maybe 5'11" and thin.  His eyes sparkled with
intelligence and he had a smile that would melt the polar ice caps.  At
least the ones that global warming hadn't gotten to.  I shook his hand and
it was soft but firm.  Forrest leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"He's hung like a horse and fucks like an orangutan."  I'd have to go look
up how an orangutan fucks, but I assumed it must be good if Forrest was
telling me about it.  I shoulda ordered three tankers of lube.

Jordan had brought his friend Robbie along and they were already out in the
yard with Kyle, Aaron and the other guys.  I wondered if Robbie was along
for another round of fun in the foam room.  He seemed to enjoy it the last
time he was over during our toga party.

The music was thumping and the backyard looked incredible as it came alive
with people.  No one was in the pool yet, although there were a few sitting
dangling their feet in it as well as the hot tub.  I strolled downstairs to
the indoor pool, but it was pretty much deserted.  The door to the basement
was locked as we weren't ready to open the playroom just yet.  There were
plenty of people standing around together in groups, many outside watching
people using the trampoline.  We had also set up a smoking area around some
patio heaters which seemed to be working, although from the look and smell,
it wasn't just cigarettes.  Just walking through the cloud of smoke could
get you high.  I walked through twice.  As things got underway, the
lighting in the house was changed to add some color to the separate areas
and a makeshift dance area began to form between the living room and the
great room where there was plenty of open space.  The pool table was a
popular area to hang out as well.  Many people were sitting together on the
couches and getting cosy with each other.  I saw Jared and Myles heading
downstairs so I trotted after them.

"So Jared, why is your slave still wearing clothes?  Shouldn't you have
this boy stripped and on show?  I see he's wearing his small collar."

"I was waiting until the party got going a bit more, before we did
anything," Jared smiled.  "We're just boyfriends right now, I was going to
ramp him up later."  I love Jared's British accent.  It made him so exotic
and sexy.  Of course I usually found something sexy in most guys, but with
Jared, his accent was the outstanding feature.

"Don't be silly.  Strip him at least down to his underwear and let everyone
see his body and that nice package he has.  Guys will just love to see his
cute ass.  Plus it'll be easier to pull out his cock if they want to see
it."

"You heard him boy, strip," Jared said.  Myles looked a little less than
pleased but he handed his drink to Jared and removed his shoes and socks,
followed by his shirt and pants.  Jared had made sure his boy was wearing
sexy underwear as expected.  I picked up his clothes.

"I'll put these in the master bedroom so they're safe," I told Jared.  "Has
he been flushed out ready for use?"  I asked as I shoved my hand down the
back of Myles underwear and fingered his hole.  He gave a slight moan as I
touched his anus.

"Always, especially when we come to one of your parties," Jared smiled
which was duplicated by Myles.

"He's not lubed up though.  You should take him into the foam room over
there and make sure you use the silicone lube.  It'll last longer so that
when people need to use him, he's ready to go.  I've got a place to show
you later that you'll both love.  Don't wear him out until I get a chance
to show it to you."  I kissed both of them and ran upstairs to drop Myles'
clothes off.  Myles was now the first guy to be down to his underwear
except for the waiters, so it should make him a bit self-conscious for a
while.

As the mingling and drinking increased so did the flirting.  Guys had their
arms around each other; they were on the couch close together with legs
over someone; or even groping and kissing.  We had opened one bedroom up
and propped the door open with the lights down for those that wanted to get
busy early, but so far that room was empty.  The media room on the other
hand had turned into the love shack.  Perhaps because it was darker and
more intimate, many people had gravitated here to make out.  I walked in to
a couple dozen people going at it in different groups.  The twins Brett and
Owen were kneeling on the floor side by side, fucking a couple of girls in
the leather chairs.  The girls were lying back with their legs held open
while others stood around watching the guys sliding their thick poles in
and out of them.  The girls were talking to each other as if nothing
unusual was happening.  I was jealous.  I wanted to switch places with the
girls as they just didn't seem to appreciate a nice dick inside them.  The
twins may not look identical with their different clothes or hair, but
naked, they were very similar.  Nice pecs and abs with thick solid looking
dicks.  One twin had trimmed pubes while the other was basically natural.
I looked at their asses which were firm and had a little hair on them, but
nothing major.  I'd be okay with taking a ride on the double train.  I went
behind them and put my hand on their backs.  "Fuck off!" snapped Brett as
he spun and looked at me.

"Whoa, bitchy much?"  I said slightly shocked.  I crossed the twins off my
`to do' list.

Jared's straight friends Max and Ryan were standing close to the twins with
their hands down their pants as they watched the girls being fucked.
Something told me they were patiently waiting their turn.  A group of guys
at the front of the room got my attention as I watched them using the ass
of a cute guy in rotation.  One guy would fuck him and pull out followed by
another and another.  I didn't recognize the guy being used as a cum dump,
but it was clear he was having fun.  My erection was straining inside my
pants and it was pretty obvious that I was hard.  I adjusted it to the side
so it would be a little more comfortable.  One of the guys saw me and came
over.

"Hi, I'm Ryder," he smiled.

"Justin," I said fist bumping him.

"Great party.  I love your house."

"Thanks, it looks like this room has become sex central.  Who are you here
with?"

"Noah is my boyfriend, so I'm technically here with him, but he vanished
with the sparkly guy and his boyfriend a while ago," he laughed.  I had no
idea who Noah was, but I had a pretty good idea that the sparkly guy was
Forrest.  He seemed to get that definition wherever he went.

"If it's the guy I think it is, I hope you and your boyfriend have an open
relationship as I'm sure he's naked and balls deep by now."

"Yeah, we fool around, but only if we are at the same party together.
Speaking of which, would you like to have some fun?"  He asked as he
stepped closer and ran his hand lightly over my crotch.  Without waiting
for an answer, he pushed the hem of shirt up and over my head.  He leaned
in and kissed my left nipple as his hand ran firmly up my back.  I still
was thinking about the answer to his question, but my brain had shut down
for some reason.  He slowly worked down my body and popped the button on my
pants, as he knelt down in front of me.  In one swift move, he yanked my
pants and underwear to my ankles and took my cock in his mouth.  I wondered
if we had a time limit or something as it felt like I was speed dating.  He
paused for a second to yank his own shirt off and I had my first chance to
take a look at him.  He had strong powerful arms and a chest with fully
developed pecs.  I couldn't see much else except the muscles on his
shoulders, as he went back down onto my cock, but he certainly was cute.  I
put my hands on his head and rubbed his soft golden blonde hair.  He only
stayed on my cock for a couple minutes before he took hold of my hips and
spun me around and pushed me forward.  I put my hands on the arm rest of
the chair as he pulled my ass cheeks apart and rimmed me with the same
speed and enthusiasm as he'd done the rest of my body.  I hoped someone was
taping all this so I could watch it back in slow motion to see what
actually had happened.  I still hadn't answered his original question and
was already bent over being rimmed.  Not that I'm complaining, he was doing
a beyond decent job of tonguing my hole.  I heard his jeans open and the
zipper lowering, so I hoped I was about to see his dick next.

"You have one sweet ass.  Damn, I could eat this all night," he said
moaning in appreciation as he shoved his head back into my crack.  I
thought he was actually going to spend time on it after a comment like
that, but a few seconds later he stood up and pressed his dick against my
ass and shoved himself inside.  He hadn't even bothered to drop his pants,
he had just pulled his dick out of the fly as I could feel the material
against my ass.  At first I thought maybe he'd just put his thumb in me,
but when he grabbed my hips and fucked me, I realized that it was actually
his dick.  Such a shame, but they do say that steroids shrink your junk.
He had a great face and an amazing upper body, from what I'd seen, but what
he was fucking me with could have easily been attached to a preteen boy.  I
didn't say anything as he seemed to be having fun and I'm not a size queen.
I mean I normally only go for guys with big dicks who know how to use it,
but that doesn't make me shallow or anything.  Like the rest of our speed
date, he announced he was cumming almost before I got adjusted to the idea
of being fucked by a four inch pencil.  He shot his load, pulled out and
fastened his pants.

"Wow, that was hot!  Thanks.  Fuck you're so cute.  Hopefully we can get
together again.  He leaned in to kiss me as I stood up, and then patted me
on the back and headed off.  I stood there wondering if I'd just had sex or
not, but with my pants around my ankles, I figured maybe I had.  I got
redressed and watched some of the other guys going at it before returning
to the main party.

I saw the younger Zane walking around talking to people so I went over to
see him.  "Hey Zane.  Enjoying yourself?"  I asked looking him over as he
was now down to his underwear.  He had a nice toned body, even though he
was small for his age.

"Dude, this place is sic.  Do you have parties like this a lot?"

"Sometimes, but this is by far the biggest we've had," I admitted.

"Can you make sure you invite me to others?  I'll give you my number," he
said excitedly.  "Which one are you again?"

"I'm Justin," I smiled at his bluntness.  Most people if they didn't know
which triplet I was, just talked to me as if they did.  "Have you met the
other Zane yet?"

"No," he admitted.

"Come with me," I said as we walked over to where the older Zane was
standing.

"Zane, meet Zane," I said introducing them.  Big Zane was wearing just his
t-shirt and underwear.  Like many of the guys, his pants had come off
somewhere as the house heated up both in physical temperature and in
sexiness.

"Wow, you're super hot," younger Zane said.  "You kinda look like a movie
star or something."

"Thanks.  You're pretty cute yourself," he grinned as he took a sip of his
drink.  Small Zane stepped closer and grabbed the older boy by the crotch
and felt him up causing the older Zane to almost choke on his drink.

"So do you have a big cock?"  The little guy asked.

"Well, you certainly aren't shy are you?  I'm okay in the dick department,"
he answered non-specifically.

"Are you cut or uncut?"  Zane asked.

"Wow, right to it.  I like this kid," older Zane said looking at me.  "I'm
uncut."

"Nice.  I'm cut but I like uncut guys.  I'm only around 6 inches, but I'm
sure it'll get bigger when I get older.  You wanna come upstairs and fuck
me?  Since we have the same name it should be kinda fun."  I wasn't sure
how having the same name would affect the sex at all, but it was an
interesting approach.

The larger guy smiled and I could see his bulge grow slightly, giving away
his true interest in the outspoken younger guy.  "How old are you?"

"Old enough to know how to rock your world and be the best fuck you've ever
had," he answered, causing me to almost laugh out loud.  He shoved his hand
into the front of the older Zane's underwear and fished his cock out as if
he were just looking for change in the seat cushions.  "Nice.  I'd love
that inside me if you're horny, Zane."

The older guy took his cock away from the younger one and put it back in
his pants.  "Alright, let's go fuck and see what you can really handle."
The younger guy smiled and took our pool boy by the hand and dragged him
off upstairs to one of the bedrooms.  I guess that's one way to get what
you want.

Everyone thought `Marvin' was perhaps part of the party entertainment as he
was extremely popular when word got around that he was there.  I had loaned
both him and Jeremy a pair of board shorts so they could go swimming.  They
changed in my room away from prying eyes, but once they hit the pool, it
was like sea of piranhas attacking a baby.  I think all the gay guys and
girls thought they might get lucky with him, so they stuck close.  `Marvin'
loved the attention and so did Jeremy for that matter.  I wondered how many
pictures were being taken of him in his swim shorts and bare chest.  I had
a feeling that several of the boys were sporting boners as they hung out
with him.  If they only knew just how easy it might be to get him into bed
if they were just in the right place at the right time, but certainly
nothing was going to happen in a big open area.  He did have a reputation
to uphold, or at the very least, not allow nude pics on the internet.

One of the things that Jason had arranged was a guy to set up a spray tan
booth in the open tent at the end of the yard.  Anyone who wanted to go
down would be given a free tan.  Of course, this was an awesome way to get
people naked and keep them that way for at least 10 minutes while the spray
dried.  Once you'd hung around nude for that long and been tanned, you
usually didn't get dressed all the way again, so the many of our guests
were now just in their underwear and looking a golden brown.  Even some of
the girls got into the fun which had many straight boys watching.  Jason
said he had thought about making the tent a little more private, but then
figured this would be more exciting to get things really rolling.  He
wasn't wrong.

I rounded up J.P. and Jason and told them that we were getting a tan.  The
three of us stripped and stood side by side as we got sprayed.  We
attracted a lot of attention as it was the first time many had seen all
three of us naked together.  We heard a lot of comments about our identical
tattoos and how they couldn't tell us apart.  Several guys were lost in
their own fantasy world of doing triplets and others simply drooled.  As we
stood there drying off in the big tent where it was warmer, we had plenty
of people coming up to talk to us.  The large tent was rapidly becoming the
tanning naked world.  `Marvin' came over and stood with us.

"Isn't this a bit risky?"  Jason asked.  "Being seen with three naked gay
brothers?"

"Maybe, but the tabloids might just figure it was one of those photoshopped
pictures and wouldn't buy it.  It would look too fake."  He lowered his
voice and said, "Fuck you guys look hotter than normal with tans.  Jeremy
and I will come back tomorrow and hopefully have some fun in private.  We
gonna have to leave before your party gets much wilder.  Plus I have a
boner that just won't go away."  He waved goodbye, but avoided touching us
as we were still drying.  "Love you guys.  See you tomorrow."  I was now
looking forward to tomorrow.

In the dining room, a group was playing strip poker and it was well
underway.  Ten of them were playing and three were girls.  I was happy to
see both Parker and Spencer as part of it.  They were such amazing guys and
had been welcomed to our group with open arms.  Nobody even seemed to care
they were deaf, although a lot didn't know how to adapt when talking to
them.  The biggest thing was to look directly at them and only one person
talk at a time.  But if they had trouble, they just said something.  Most
of the group were down to underwear and I wondered where it would go once
they started to get naked.  Strip poker was played many ways, but usually
when you were naked, you were out.  Sometimes they let you play a round
naked and then if you lost again, you were out.  Other times, it got a lot
sexier.  If you were naked and lost, you had to perform a dare of some sort
to continue and it was a major dare.  I had no idea what rules they were
playing by, but I stood around to watch and see.  It did appear though that
the loser of each round had to give his or her clothing to the winner, who
put it on the ground underneath them which was a unique variation that I'd
never seen.  I didn't have to wait long to see what was going to happen as
Logan was the first one to remove his underwear.  I was a little surprised
how thin he looked.  He was still hot, but he used to weigh 160lbs but he
was probably down to 145 and on his 6 foot frame, he didn't look as toned
as before.  His big uncut cock was the same though.  Both Logan and Cole
had similar uncut dicks and they were always happy to use them.

"We have our first naked guy!"  said one of the girls.  "Logan, you have a
choice.  You can bet all the clothes under your chair on your next hand to
stay in the game, or wear what you have for the rest of the night.  He
looked under his chair and smiled.  He had two pairs of socks, three shirts
and a pair of boxers.  "If you play and lose, you remain naked for the rest
of the night until you decide to head home, but you can't go home until the
game is completely over."

He decided to keep playing and bet it all.  Next to lose something was one
of the girls who gave up her bra.  The boys watched as she sat there with
her upper frontal bumps pointing at all of them.  I could see she was
already having an effect on some of the straight boys as their hands went
to adjust their crotches.  Next to lose his underwear was Spencer and he
sat there with what I knew to be a 6˝" uncut dick between his legs.  I
sometimes thought information like that should be on your driver's license;
dick size and whether you were cut or uncut.  It would save a lot of time
if you had a preference.  Watching the clothes come off wasn't helping my
erection go down and was putting a real strain on my underwear.  Kyle was
playing and he still had pants and underwear.  I didn't even know he knew
how to play poker, but he seemed to be doing pretty well.  One more hand
had another girl removing clothes.  She surprised all the boys by leaving
her bra on and taking off her panties.  I guess she figured you could hide
more sitting against the table than letting your boobs hang in their faces.
Two more boys lost underwear but chose to stay in the game.  I had a drink
in my hand as Colin came up and wrapped his arm around my waist.  He was
shirtless, but still had pants on.

"Enjoying the housewarming baby," I said as I kissed him.

"Best party we've thrown yet," he grinned.  "Damn you look sexy all tanned
like that.  I had to kiss two other guys that looked just like you before I
found the right one," he laughed.

"Liar," I chuckled.  I know you can tell Jason and me apart and with J.P.'s
French accent, I think you maybe just did that because you're horny.
You're still wearing your clothes.  Are you SURE you're having fun?"  I
said as I put my head on his shoulder.

"I'm pacing myself, it's still early," he smiled knowingly.  He took a sip
of my drink as we stood arm in arm watching as more people got naked.
Logan lost his clothing pile and was now naked and out of the game.  He was
going to be naked for the rest of the night.

One by one, each person got closer to the end of the game.  Toby, one of
the straight boys decided to quit as he had a pair of panties and a bra.
As he put them on, everyone laughed at him and made him walk around the
table.  The lingerie was basically see-through, so he might as well have
just gone naked.  By the time he got back to his seat, he had a full on
hardon and it was poking out the top of the panties.  Try as he might, he
couldn't tuck it away.  He was turning everyone as he blushed.

Kyle was the big winner and ended up with almost everyone's clothes.  Only
two guys had chosen to quit and wear what they had.  The girls got up naked
together and headed for the media room.  They had an entourage of naked
straight boys following them.  Don't you hate how obvious straight guys are
when they want pussy?  I almost snapped my neck as Spencer walked past me
naked side by side with Parker, who was one of the guys to leave with
clothing.  He had two pairs of socks and a pair of tight boxers, which I
think actually belonged to Spencer, so he was pretty happy.  I kissed Colin
and then chased after them to see what they were up to next.  My dick
wanted a piece of Spencer again.  After all, he was a total bottom and I
was a total...ummm, I was a total...Justin!

They headed to the media room as well, which excited me.  The straight boys
were talking to the naked girls but making no attempt to put the moves on
them.  I went up to Parker and pulled him in front of the girls to face
them.  I ran my hand over his stomach and he smiled.  He may be a straight
boy, but he didn't mind being touched at all.  I slid my hand around his
waist as I walked behind him.  Then I put hands on both side of his hips
and slid them into the waistband of his tight boxers.  He turned his head
to look at me and I just smiled and nodded as I lowered them to free his 7"
penis.  Now I'm no expert on girls, but I am an expert on sex.
Self-proclaimed expert, I don't have a degree in it or anything...

I watched the girls closely and smiled as I noticed one of them stare
intently at his dick.  I reached around and took hold of it and he jumped
slightly, but didn't stop me.  As I stroked it and it inflated, I looked at
Spencer who was watching and trying hard not to laugh.  He was naked and
already halfway to hard himself.  The girl that was staring so intently at
Parker gave the international symbol of `fuck my brains out'; she spread
her legs slightly.  I pushed Parker towards her and put my hand on his
shoulder and pressed down.  He didn't need to be told twice.  He was deaf,
not blind.  I asked her if she wanted his dick.  She licked her lips and I
signed, yes to Parker in case he missed it.  With how hard his dick was, he
hadn't missed anything.  He inched up to her on his knees and she spread
her legs wider.  The other straight boys were stroking themselves and
probably pissed that they hadn't taken the initiative first.  I aimed
Parker's dick at her hole...you know, the unfamiliar one at the front that
looks like one of those squishy coin purses.  I always wanted to squeeze
one from the top and bottom to see if it would open and have change pour
out.  I almost blew my load inside my shorts as I watched his dick
disappear into her.  She moaned and he leaned forward to kiss her.  My job
here was done.  Now that we had the straight boys with their own show to
watch, I turned my attention to Spencer and grabbed hold of his dick and
took him to the back corner of the media room where there was some space.
I kissed him on the lips and he responded nicely.  I pulled him slowly down
with me as we knelt and eventually lay together, never breaking our kiss.
He smiled several times as we tried not to break our connection.  Once we
were side by side, he pushed me on my back and lay on top.  After we'd
kissed for ages, he moved down my body and licked my raging boner through
my shorts, before he freed it and threw my shorts across the room.  He took
my cock down his throat as if he were a professional sword swallower and I
felt it hit the back of his mouth and slide down his throat.  He was
awesome at it and as he played with my balls, I could have lain there all
night.  He worked on it until he felt my balls tightening and then stopped.
He straddled me and in one swift movement sat on my cock and dropped right
down to my balls.  I was fully inserted and he smiled and leaned in for
more kissing.  I thrust up and down slowly as I fucked him and looked over
his shoulder to see Cole watching and smiling.  He was stroking his 8" dick
and looked like he wanted to play.  Spencer began to bounce on my dick like
he was on the outdoor trampoline.  He stroked his cock furiously as he
enjoyed himself.  Unlike Ryder, he wasn't in any major hurry and I was able
to hold my orgasm back.  Finally Spencer blew his full load all over me and
he had obviously been holding onto it for a while as he could have easily
filled up my hot tub.  Well maybe not the hot tub...perhaps a coffee
pot...coffee cup?  Would you believe Dixie cup?  I pushed him off and
signed thank you and then kissed him.  Cole handed me my underwear and I
wiped my chest.  I pulled Spencer to his feet and re-introduced him to Cole
before we all went for a quick shower.  Spencer headed off leaving Cole and
me alone together.  I took him up to my room so that I could get another
pair of underwear.  As I got them out, he sat on my bed and lay down and
asked if he could talk to me.

"Sure, would you like a pair of underwear or are you okay naked?  Keep in
mind if this is a serious talk, I might not be able to concentrate with the
big dick lying there unattended."  He grinned and accepted the underwear.
After he got into them, I wasn't sure it was any better, he looked even
sexier.  So how you been buddy, haven't seen you much?"

"I've been trying to get my massage business off the ground properly, but
I've had to take a part-time job to make ends meet.  Not as many people out
there wanting massages outside a proper studio, although I do okay.  I
actually got certified in sports massage as I heard there were lots of
possibilities there, but so far I haven't made the right connection yet,"
he said not sounding sad, just telling it like it was.  "But I am freaking
out about Logan.  He's been doing so many drugs that most of the money he
makes goes to that instead of helping with the bills and its really
starting to affect us.  I love him, but I really don't know what to do.  We
can't keep living like this and struggling to pay the bills every month."

"I kinda thought he looked a little thinner and his eyes seemed darker or
like they were sunken, but I thought maybe that was part of the whole Emo
thing," I said trying to be supportive and positive.

"No, he's lost 20 pounds and I'm starting to worry that he's gonna end up
killing himself."

"Have you talked to him?"

"Yeah, of course, but he gets defensive and says he's fine and has
everything under control.  We've had a lot of fights about it," Cole said
as he showed the emotion of the situation.  I put my arm around him and
pulled him close.

"I had one scare with someone, but I caught it quickly and gave him an
ultimatum before it got out of control.  I don't know what you do if he's
so far into it that he's an addict, but can't he go to rehab or something?"

"I tried that, but he won't go.  He says he doesn't have a problem.  So
what do I do?  I can't exactly force him to go can I?"

"I dunno.  I guess you have to decide what's more important; what he wants
or what he needs, even if he hates you for it in the short term.  Perhaps
ask someone who deals with this stuff professionally.  I know some people
might say to tell him that either he goes to rehab or you're leaving, but
if he's as far into it as you think, the drugs will probably win out.  What
happens if you report him to someone and they take him away and force him
into rehab?  Not like turning him into the cops for drugs or anything, as
that could backfire and get him a criminal charge, maybe.  Just get him
into rehab, whatever the cost and no matter how much he hates you.  If you
want to get him better help than the government provides, I can pay for it.
Logan is my friend too, so you just let me know what you need."

Cole hugged me and began to cry as Colin walked in and saw us.  He went to
turn away and I waved him in.  He closed the door and sat with us.

"Colin, how do you get someone into rehab that doesn't want to go?"  I
asked.

"You tell them you'll cut off their trust fund and withhold sex," he smiled
trying to lighten the mood, and then seriously said, "I'd probably trick
them if it was urgent.  If you are sure he is in trouble, you can get a
blood test taken and warn your doctor what to look for.  If the levels are
high enough, the doctor can order him into care for his own safety.  The
trick is for him to give up his blood voluntarily."

"How would you do it?"  Cole asked.

"Personally, I'd scare the hell out of him.  Tell him that someone you
slept with has HIV and you both need to go get tested.  Don't go to a
clinic.  Go to your family doctor so that he has all your personal records.
A clinic will only test for HIV if that's what you go for, but your family
doctor can order a full report."

"Seriously?"

"It's worth a shot if it's important.  But don't let the doctor send the
person to the government programs.  Usually they only keep the person for a
short while and then release them into outpatient help.  Send him to
private care if you can afford it.  Can I ask who we're talking about if
you don't mind telling me?"

"Logan," Cole replied.

"I had a feeling.  He's looking pretty rough.  Tell us whatever help you
need.  We'll pay for rehab," Colin said as he hugged Cole as well.  "He may
really hate you for having him locked up, but in time, he'll know you did
it because you love him.  Justin is about two guys away from being sent to
sex rehab and locked up."

"Oooo, do they ease you off sex by sending twinks to your room in
decreasing regularity?"  I asked hopefully.

"No, they send 300 pound 60 year old men first and then follow it up
grandmothers."

"Okay, okay, I'm cured," now get out so I can take care of Cole.  I mean
help Cole with his problem..."  Colin leaned in and kissed me and then
Cole.  We both thanked him, and after he left Cole hugged me hard.

"Thanks, I think that helped.  Who knows what will happen, but it's a place
to start," he said kissing me.

"I have something else that might help.  As you may have heard, Colin and I
are about to open a private school for gay boys grade 8 to 12 and we need a
sports therapist for the physical education department.  I thought you were
busy, but you'd be ideal for the job."

"Thanks, but I know that high schools don't have sports therapists.  That's
for Colleges with major programs like football or soccer," he smiled.

"Well, we're a private school and we're going to have a major sports
program eventually, so you might as well get used to the boys and show them
things like the proper way to stretch or take knots out of their muscles or
whatever a sports therapist does."

"You're just making this up to give me some work, aren't you?"

"I wouldn't do that.  What if the boys get hurt?  We have a nurse on staff,
who is a counsellor and health teacher.  So he is too busy to do sports
related injuries as well, especially if it's just muscle strain or sprains
or something.  Perhaps if you wanted to take additional classes to get more
medical training, this would allow you to do it.  It pays well and I'd love
you to be part of the school," I said honestly.

"Let me think about it and maybe we can talk more later in the week, after
I try to deal with Logan."

"Cool.  Now should we take care of your boner?"

"Won't that get you sent to sex rehab?"  He chuckled.

"No, you heard Colin; I get to do two guys before he does that.  Of course
he has to catch me first," I grinned.  "Let me take you downstairs and show
you something special.  Maybe I'll give you a job interview and see how
good you are.

We headed downstairs holding hands and got to the basement door.  I put my
finger on the lock and opened the door.  We went downstairs and he stopped
to stare at the wine cellar.

"Nice.  You can leave me here.  I'll be good, I promise," he laughed.

We made our way over to the dungeon and I opened the door with my
fingerprint again.  Cole laughed.  "This could be my favorite floor in the
whole house."

"Welcome to the playroom," I said putting my arms out.

"This is insane dude.  You have shit down here that I've never seen before,
but I certainly recognize the old sling.  Good to see it made it.  Nice
massage table, holy carp!"

"Carp?"  I asked.

"Yeah my mouth has autocorrect.  I meant crap."

"I had a massage one day when Colin and I were on a date night and the guy
had a table like this.  The bottom part spreads open so the masseuse can
get right between your legs for a better massage."

"Right!  THAT's why you like it...for the massage.  Come on Justin, how
long have I known you now.  I'm pretty sure you like it because you get to
get right up to the guys ass for a nice fuck."

I pretended to look shocked and then laughed.  "So you gonna show me your
talents Mr. Sports therapist?"

Cole stepped up to me and smiled.  "Sir, if you'd like to climb on the
table, I'd be happy to work those knots out of your muscles.  Would you
like a deep tissue massage?"  He said trying to sound professional.

"Yes please.  I heard you're the best in the business, so go ahead and work
my body hard," I said as I climbed on the table in my underwear.

"Sir, you may want to remove your underwear so that we don't get oil on
them and I can get tight into your lower back muscles.  I'll hand you a
towel and give you some privacy while I get the oil ready.  He handed me
one of the towels off the shelf and turned around to grab the baby oil.  I
use the unscented stuff as I don't want to smell like a baby.  I stripped
and lay face down with the towel over my ass like a normal massage.  Cole
poured oil on my shoulders and worked on me as he had so many times before.
He was really good and I could lie there forever letting him do it.  We
made casual chit chat as if I were his client and he were the professional.
It was actually really nice.  His fingers dug into my shoulders and muscles
as he worked each one, before moving down my body to do my legs.

"I guess we should see how this high tech table works," he said as I felt
him unfasten the two sides.  As he moved the left wing, my foot slipped off
a little.  He stopped and said "I guess that's what these Velcro straps are
for."  He strapped each ankle to the table and spread my legs until the
table clicked into the first notch.  "Does it go further apart?"  He asked.

"Yeah, as far as you need it to," I told him and waited as he pushed my
legs even wider.  I shuffled a bit and let my cock drop down into the
opening.

"Nice.  I can see why you like this table," Cole said appreciatively.  "So
many possibilities."  He stepped between my legs and worked on each one
focusing on my thighs.  "This is actually much easier to get inside the
thighs and really work the muscle."  Then he got to the good stuff and ran
his hands under the towel to work on my ass.  He moved the towel aside and
I was lying naked and fully exposed to him.  Nothing we hadn't done many
times before.

He ran his fingers into my crack and rubbed my rosebud to tease me before
he massage my back and down into my crack again.  I felt him move closer
and his big dick touched my ass.  I hadn't even heard him remove his
shorts, but I recognized the feel of a dick rubbing my ass cheeks.  He
pushed forward as he put his hands on my shoulders and slowly and gently
entered me.  The long cock made its way inside and I moaned as he started
the ever important prostate massage.  He was perfect and I lay there
totally relaxed as he fucked me.  Each thrust causing my hard dick to leak
precum all over the floor.

"God Cole, that's amazing.  The best massage I've had in a long time.
Don't be scared to give me that deep tissue type you promised."  He laughed
slightly and increased speed to give my prostate the workout of the day.
Each thrust was sending electric stimulation throughout my whole body.  I
kept moaning in pleasure causing him to drill me even harder.  He patiently
fucked in and out using his hands to continue to rub my shoulder neck, back
and ass cheeks.  He silently thrust hard into me and I felt his warm seed
filled my ass, almost pushing me over the edge, as he reached back and
gripped my calves and pushed himself forward.  He pulled out once he was
done and reached between my legs to massage my balls and cock.  I knew that
I was about to cum and told him.  The next thing I felt was his mouth
around my cock as got down underneath me.  He deep throated my pole and
jammed his finger into my ass which is all it took to finish me off.  My
cock spurted and throbbed as it jettisoned my load into his waiting mouth.
I heard him swallowing as fast as he could as my balls drained into him.
As the jets slowed, he reached up and yanked on my cock to squeeze
everything out of it as if it were a teat on a cow.  He stood back up and
once again stood between my legs and leaned down to kiss all the way down
my body starting at my neck and ending at the bottom of my feet.

"That was the short version of the massage," he said.  "Was that okay for
the job interview?"

"You've got the job," I said.  "The only condition is that you have to give
the boss, me, a massage everyday if they're all like that."  Cole rubbed my
back and then pushed my legs back together after he got my cock out of the
way.  He unstrapped my legs and I jumped off the table.  We hugged and
kissed for a few minutes.

"Thanks Justin.  You're a pretty amazing friend," Cole said giving me a
very heartfelt and long hug.

"So are you Cole.  I'm always here if you need me and I look forward to
seeing more of you.  Wanna see something else that's super cool?"

"Sure.  This house never seems to stop giving does it?"

I went and turned the lights down low and opened the hatch on the wall and
flipped the switch.  The ceiling cover retracted and he jumped, similar to
what I had done the first time.  He watched with an open mouth as the pool
came into view.  We were now looking up at all the naked guys swimming in
the pool and I jumped on the massage table and lay on my back.  Cole joined
me and although it was a tight fit, we watched the guys swim back and
forth.  It was funny to see how many gropes and attempted underwater
blowjobs were happening.  At one point we watched two guys fuck up against
the edge of the pool.

"This is WAY better than lying on the grass to watch the stars or clouds,"
Cole said as we commented on the action.

"I know right," I agreed.  Eventually we decided to get back to the party
and headed upstairs in our underwear.

Cole was back in good spirits and went for additional liquid spirits.
Since the playroom had been opened up once, I went to find Myles and Jared
and took them down and told them to have fun in there.  Needless to say
they were in heaven as they explored everything.  Jared tied Myles to
almost everything to see how it all worked, and Myles picked a few of his
favorite things as they figured them out.  I left them alone but told Jared
to use his slave properly and train him with all the equipment in the room.

About a half hour later, I found Max and Ryan, Jared's straight friends
swimming in the pool.  "How's the water?"  I asked as I sat on the side of
the deck and put my feet into the water.

"Nice and warm," Ryan said swimming over to the side to meet me.  "Love the
new house.  Have you seen Jared and Myles lately?"

"Yeah, they're in the basement," I said as I look at his cute wet face
dripping in front of me.

"Basement?  I thought this was the basement," he said as Max swam up next
to him.

"No, there's another floor below this one.  Things like the wine cellar and
other stuff.  Have you guys been laid yet?"  Ryan shook his head no.  "Well
you can't leave here without at least getting a blowjob.  What kind of host
would I be?  Get dried off and I'll take you downstairs to find Jared and
Myles."  They both lifted themselves out of the water and were completely
naked.  I had forgotten that these two had absolutely no problem with
nudity.  They grabbed a couple of towels and dried themselves quickly and
wrapped the towels around their waists as they followed me downstairs.
Both guys were impressed by the wine cellar and gave a confused look when
they saw inside the dungeon.

Myles was bent over in the stocks ready for anything.  His feet were wide
apart and he had a spreader bar between them.  He was blindfolded and his
ass was pink.  "Been paddling your slave have you?"  I said when we walked
in.  Jared was walking around looking for additional things.

"Yeah, this room is a ton of fun."

"I found a couple of lost straight boys up there who say they haven't been
laid yet tonight.  Are you not looking after them?"

Jared smiled and waved at his buddies who were looking at Myles all tied
up.

"Max, why don't you drop the towel and let Myles give you a blowjob.  We
can't very well let you leave without at least getting head."

"I dunno," he said looking nervous.  It was one thing to watch guys make
out, like the last party they were at, but as far as I knew he had never
been with one.

"Come on, you guys have the perfect friendships.  Two horny straight guys
with two horny gay guys.  It doesn't get more ideal than that.  You have a
need and they take care of it.  Max, has Myles ever given you a blowjob
before?"

"Uhhh..." he said looking at Jared and Ryan.

"Wow!  So that's a yes, and we know Ryan loves getting head, so what's the
big deal?  Max, step up closer to Myles.  If he doesn't want to blow you,
he won't open his mouth, but I can guarantee he wants it as much as you
do."

Max went over to Myles to look at him all secured in place.  Myles had his
mouth open before Max got halfway there.  "See, he's hornier than you are,"
I laughed.  Max undid the towel and let it fall to the floor and like all
guys, fluffed his cock and balls when they were being displayed to others,
just to get that extra fullness.  You don't want to stand in front of your
buddies with pool penis after all.

"Just lift your cock into his mouth and he'll do the rest.  Don't worry
about getting hard or anything, Myles will get you there, and when you're
ready just juice him. That's the great thing about getting a fag to blow
you, no clean up required and you leave with your nuts drained so you can
sleep better," I coaxed.  Max had a nice cut penis and a full bush of hair
and he carefully stepped up to his friend and nervously fed him his cock.
He must have been horny to just do it without complaint.  Now it was Ryan's
turn, but he needed a bit more adventure.

"Jared, I think Ryan is much hornier than Max, why don't you bend over the
horse there and lube up your ass."  Jared didn't have to be asked twice,
his long uncut dick swinging between his legs, nicely framed by a small
trimmed patch of pubes.  He squirted a bit of lube onto his finger and
worked it into his ass as he bent over the pummel (sic) horse.  Seems like
an appropriate name for that piece of equipment, since he was about to get
pummelled.  (Yeah, I know it's called a pommel horse, but that really would
take away from my fantasy now wouldn't it).

I stepped up behind Ryan and cupped my hands over his towel covered
package.  I smiled when I felt that he was already hard with anticipation.
I popped the towel and let it fall to the floor.  His dick bounced out like
a springboard.  I put a bit of lube on my hand and reached around to coat
his shaft.  I pulled his foreskin all the way back to expose the head on
his 6˝ inch dick and then ran my finger over the tip to get him
stimulated.  I pushed him up to Jared and whispered in his ear.  "Okay, go
to it.  Fuck `im".  I held his cock in place as he pushed himself into his
gay friend and sighed as the tight ass took its grip.

"See, I'm telling you, straight boys with gay friends has all sorts of
benefits.  Ryan put his hands on Jared's hips and slowly fucked back and
forth.  I got on my knees behind Ryan to watch his cute ass tensing with
each movement.  I reached between his legs to play with his balls and give
him added stimulation.  He had really nice size balls and they were already
tight in his sac as he enjoyed his fuck, but I wasn't finished yet.  Ryan
had let Forrest blow him at Jared's birthday party and I figured he
wouldn't mind a little further education.  I pulled his ass cheeks apart to
look at his nice pink pucker before gave it a quick lick along the whole
length.  He gave a purring sound, so I was guessing that he liked it.
That's all the encouragement I needed.  I used more strength and both hands
to pull his ass cheeks wide apart and flicked my tongue at his hole several
times.  Then I licked it firmly.  Ryan had stopped fucking as I gave him
his first rimming.  A straight boy that receives his first rimming is about
the same as when they score the first touchdown.  They never forget the
overwhelming rush, and then they want to do it again and again.  I pushed
my tongue past his pucker into his hole as I held his ass cheeks wide.  I
had brought my A game for this rimming and shoved my head as firmly into
him as I could, even forcing him forward into Jared's ass.  I lapped,
licked and poked his hole with everything I had until he was squirming all
over the place.  He was probably filling Jared's ass with a litre of
precum.  Then it was time to move to the next thing a straight boy needs to
understand.  The prostate...it's not just for doctors anymore.  I lubed up
my index finger, pulled my tongue back slightly, and rubbed the finger
across his hole and pressed slightly into it.  He moaned again as I teased
the entrance.  I added more lube as I licked his crack to keep him
stimulated.  Slowly, without rushing things, I pressed my digit into his
ass and went searching for his prostate.  It was exactly where it should
be, just behind his balls and I pressed down on it.  He gasped and jumped
slightly, so I rubbed it more.  The whole time I was kissing and licking
his ass anywhere I could, trying to keep him moving inside Jared.  This boy
was hornier than I thought, so I added a second finger which caused him to
stop while I stretched him open further.  Once he got used to the feeling,
he began to fuck again.  I smiled to myself and pulled my fingers out and
stood up, making sure I kept rubbing a finger up and down his crack.  I
dropped my underwear and rubbed my hard cock between his ass cheeks as I
poured additional lube onto him.  I rubbed his back as I thrust my cock up
and down along the length of his crack, occasionally letting the tip push
against his entrance slightly.  I whispered to him.  "Just relax and
breathe," I said as I put a hand on my dick and pointed it directly at his
hole.  I pressed the tip gently against his anus and pushed forward feeling
the resistance of his virgin ass.  Ryan's head turned quickly and looked at
me.

"I'm not sure about that," he said looking at me for reassurance.  "I don't
think that's a good idea."

"Trust me," I said as I kept pushing.  "Just relax.  I'm only teasing your
ass so that it stimulates your cock in Jared's ass," I lied as I eased back
a little and rubbed my hardon around in the extra lube on his ass before
pushing back against his hole.  I added a bit more pressure and felt his
hand come around and grip my thigh.  I lowered my chest down towards his
back and used a hand to rub his shoulder.  "Just fuck him.  Enjoy that nice
tight ass.  Come on straight boy show Jared how you can fuck."  As he
pulled back to have another go at pounding Jared, I pushed forward, and the
tip of my dick popped past his sphincter into his virgin hole.  He yelped
and stopped moving.

"Relax Ryan.  It's in.  That was the hardest part, now just enjoy it," I
whispered.  He was breathing rapidly in short bursts as my cock filled his
entrance, my helmet gripped tightly inside.  This was my own version of the
Trojan horse.  A wooden shaft filled with semen ready to invade the virgin
courtyard of Ryan.  "Keep fucking him Ryan and I'll stimulate your prostate
until you cum."

Ryan moved back into Jared and I moved with him so that I wouldn't pop out.
Then when he pulled back, I stayed in place and my cock slid further into
his ass.  He was getting mild pain and incredible pleasure all at once as
he fucked and got fucked at the same time.  He rocked back and forth
between the two of us and it didn't take much of that before he picked up
speed and announced that he was gonna cum.  I couldn't let that go to waste
without letting him feel a real fuck, so I took hold of his hips and
pounded the hell out of him until he screamed that he was cumming and shot
his load into Jared.  I could feel his ass muscles with each pulse of his
cock, and my own dick thanked him by firing all torpedoes.  I continued to
fuck the hell out of Ryan until I thought he'd had enough.  I pulled out
gently and watched as he separated from Jared's ass.

"Owww," he said as he put his hand to his ass and jumped around a bit.

"Ahhh, ya big pussy.  You loved it or you wouldn't have shot a massive load
into squishy bum over there," I smiled and teased.  Ryan grinned as he
hopped around and went to the shower.  Jared followed him and gave me a
kiss as he walked by.  I looked at Max who had finished with Myles a long
time ago and had just been watching.  "Okay, straight boy number two, come
here.  You're next to lose that cherry," I said as I went up to him
crouching like he was my prey.

"Hell no!"  He shrieked and laughed as he took off.  I chased him all over
the room and he tried to whip me with a towel that he grabbed.  I
eventually caught him and gave him a bear hug against me as I lifted him
off the ground; his legs moving furiously as if he were still trying to get
away.

"Okay, boy time to give up your ass," I laughed thrusting my limp dick
against his crack.

He shrieked again as he continued to laugh.  Of course, if I'd been hard I
probably would have tried, but for now we were just playing.

"Okay, I'll let you off, but on one condition," I said as I put him on the
ground and spun him around to face me.

"Which is?"  He smiled.

"You'll have to kiss me and if it's good enough, I won't fuck you today."

He stepped closer, put his hand on the back of my head, and pressed his
lips to mine.  He opened his mouth slightly and when I felt his tongue, I
opened up to let him inside.  Max pulled my head firmly against his and
kissed me like no straight boy I have ever known.  I wrapped my arms around
him and we kissed seemingly forgetting that one of us was straight and the
other was married.  After what must have been an eternity, he stopped and
stepped back with a giant smile on his face.  His white teeth taking over
his face.

"Good enough?"  he said as he turned to head for the shower.  I just stood
there with an erection.  Good enough?  I thought to myself.  This boy could
give master classes in kissing.  For the first time in a long time I was
speechless and just stood there.

"Holy fuck!"  I said finally.  "Holy fuck!"  My dick was hard, so I went
over to Myles still in a bit of a trance, and shoved it into him to relieve
the pressure.  The whole time my mind was processing the incredible kiss
from the straight boy.  The only words my mind could continue to process
was `Holy fuck!'

I fucked Myles but I wasn't really into it and my dick began to deflate as
I came back to reality.  I grinned and decided to just have fun of my own.
I had needed to take a wicked piss for ages, so I just let loose and pissed
inside Myles.  Once I had drained myself and given the slave a nice warm
enema, I realized that I didn't really want him spraying it all over the
dungeon.  "Jared, would you get me one of the butt plugs over there.  I
filled your slave up with piss and we need to cork him up so that he
doesn't make a mess."

Both straight boys looked at me as if I were joking, but Jared quickly got
the butt plug and handed it to me.  "Okay slave, keep your ass nice and
tight as I pull out.  If you get piss on my floor, you'll be licking it
up."  I pulled out slowly at first and then popped the head out quickly so
his ass could clamp shut.  The butt plug was lubed up and inserted roughly
into him.

"That should hold it all in until you release him," I said.  Ryan looked at
me.

"Did you really piss in his ass?"

"Sure.  Myles loves being dominated and will do whatever he's told.  In the
gay world, he's what we call a slave and Jared is his Master.  It's a
roleplaying thing for them, but when he's in this mode you can do lots of
things with him.  Fuck him, spank him, piss in him, whatever he's trained
to do.  Just ask his master first before you do things that you're unsure
of.

"Does he drink piss?"  Ryan asked.

"I dunno.  Jared, have you trained your boy to drink piss yet?"

"No, we've only done piss on the skin and hair and in the ass so far, but
he should learn it soon," he replied.

"You got him in position, why not train him now.  Give him a squirt and
have him deal with it.  Might as well see how he handles it.  You'd like
that wouldn't you Myles?"

"Yes sir, thank you sir," he said.

Jared looked at Ryan.  "You wanna give him a bit of yours since you asked?"

"Probably just a shot to start to see what he does with it," Jared said.
"Let's get him out of those stocks though and put him in the shower in case
he chokes on it or something worse.  I helped get Myles out of the
confinement and as he stood up he moved his arms and legs to get the
circulation back in them.  Jared led him over to the shower area and had
him kneel.  "Okay Ryan, go for it."  We watched as Ryan stepped up to Myles
and aimed his cock at him.  I thought he would put his dick right down his
throat, but instead, he put it just at his lips.  He pulled his foreskin
back to make sure he got the perfect spray and then squirted a shot of piss
into the slave.  We all stood waiting and watching to see what would
happen.  It was like we'd launched a nuclear weapon and were waiting for
the fallout.  Myles swallowed it and nothing else happened.  Talk about a
non-event.

"Myles can you leave your throat open when drinking?"  I asked.

"Yes sir," he replied.  I smiled.  He had been practicing which was useful
in not having a gag reflex when being face fucked.

"Okay, open your throat and take the rest of what Ryan offers.  You ready
Ryan?"

"Sure, this is so weird though.  I'm looking down the throat of a guy.
Weird."  He aimed his cock again and we all watched as he opened the flood
gates and poured a full load of piss into Myles who did nothing except
close his eyes.  When Ryan finished, he smirked and wiped his dick on Myles
lips.  "I can't fucking believe that.  That is some seriously kinky fucked
up shit," he said as he stepped back into the shower to wash his dick, even
though it hadn't actually been anywhere.  Myles was given permission to use
the toilet, remove the butt plug and drain himself before showering.  He
had to do all of it in front of us as the toilet had no privacy.  He took
several large gulps of water and spit it out.  He hacked and coughed as he
cleaned out his throat, but other than that, he had handled it well.  I
knew that Jared and him would talk about it later as it was something new
between them.  Whether he did it again or not was to be seen.  We all
headed back upstairs, but stayed naked.

The pools were finally active and most were swimming naked.  The foam room
was on a timer, so that it wouldn't just run all night and fill the lower
floor with bubbles.  Once it got going, more and more people wanted to try
it out.  Some were just enjoying the bubbles as they slipped and slid
against each other, some knew about it already from the other house and
were in full on fucking mode.  I watched as a few guys boned each other and
paid particular attention to the guys I didn't know, so I could see their
bodies and dicks.  The steam room and sauna were a little more subdued, but
all the guys were naked while the girls were in underwear, teasing.  I
watched the girl named Britney leave with a guy that I figured was
straight.  He was so hard that there was no mistaking what was on his mind
and she was staring at it lustfully.  It was pretty obvious that she was
about to hand over her V card, if indeed she still had it.

I saw Aaron sitting in the corner, so I went over and kneeled between his
legs and took hold of his dick.  "Having fun?"  I asked stroking him
gently.

"Of course, I'm just taking a break before I head back to the outdoor pool
with everyone else.  Troy's friends are pretty nice."

"You getting laid lots?"

"Enough, but Colton and Darren aren't the type to fool around and their
friend Zane seems like he has ADHD.  I managed to hold him still long
enough to fuck him, but then he bounced off to someone else.  Still fun
though.  This house is so much better than the other one."  His dick had
risen to fully hard as I stroked him and I smiled as I waved it so others
could see.  A few of the boys were hard just watching us, which was to be
expected.  Aaron was usually the center of attention when his dick was on
display like this.  I stood up and whispered quietly in his ear.  "Have
fun.  I think you're about to get jumped."  I kissed him on the cheek and
turned to leave.  "Dude, don't put yourself down.  You're cock is okay.
I'm sure someone will want that again tonight."  I left and went to the
pool nothing bothering to look and see if the vultures attacked or not.

I headed upstairs to the bedroom we had opened up and found Forrest on his
back being fucked by his friend Bryan.  He was at the far side of the bed
leaving lots of room for others.  I decided to stay and see just how a
horse hung orangutan actually fucks.  Apparently I wasn't the only one who
wanted to see as Mark, Kelly's boyfriend was also watching.  Mark was naked
lying on his back with his head against the headboard.  I took the
opportunity check out his dark brown body.  He was fully erect at about 7
inches and cut.  He wasn't massive like you hear about in the stereotype
rumors, but it was a nice dick and I lay down beside him and took hold of
it.  He smiled and told me to turn around so we were in a 69 position.  He
played with me while we watched Forrest being sodomized by Gomorrah.  Bryan
was sweating hard and his forehead was dripping onto Forrest's chest.  He
was pounding hard as if he were trying to snap Prince Twinkledick in half.
Each thrust he grunted and moaned.  He was definitely into what he was
doing and Forrest was stroking his cock as he enjoyed the hard ramming.
Now at least I know what an orangutan fucks like.  I leaned in to suck on
Mark's thick black cock and it tasted just like a white cock.  Silly, I
know, but somehow I expected it to taste chocolately instead of vanillaish.
I tried not to giggle as I thought about it.  I felt the bed move and
someone else pressed up against me and began kissing my neck.  I looked up
briefly and saw one of the other black guys behind me.  He pulled my ass
cheek apart and began to insert himself into my ass.  Did I have a sign on
my ass that said `no waiting, enter here'?  Not that I was complaining,
although he certainly had a big thick dick.  He was stretching me out
fully.  Mark had my dick in his mouth and as the new guy got all the way
into me, I felt like an Oreo cookie.  A double stuffed Oreo cookie, I might
add.  In no time at all, I was receiving two loads of cum into me.  Again,
it didn't taste different and I wanted to pull Mark's cock out and see if I
were getting a brown sauce or a white sauce.  My mind said that if their
bodies and dicks were brown, they maybe the cum was also brown.  What did I
know?  I made a point to look at Mark's cock when I pulled it out and
squeezed the last few drops out.  It was white cum, just in case you were
wondering too.

After Mark had licked the cream out of double stuffed me, we snapped apart
and watched Bryan finish Forrest off.  I leaned down and sucked Forrest's
cock just as he shot his load, while Bryan yelled some tribal grunt and
almost lifted Forrest clear off the bed.  I half expected cum to shoot out
of Forrest's nose the intensity was so great.  Once Bryan was down, he
dropped Forrest and his cock came rushing out in to view.  He was
definitely hung.  He was easily as big as Aaron, and perhaps a little
thicker.  Forrest wasted no time in scrambling up to suck the remaining cum
out of his friend.

He looked at me and grinned.  "Like a horse!"

"If you're ever into sharing, you gotta come back another day and let me
have a ride on that," I smiled at both of them.

"You can have it now if you want," Bryan said.  "I probably won't cum, but
I could go another round."  Forrest smiled and I quickly took his placed on
the bed.  Bryan lifted my legs onto his shoulders and slammed his cock into
me in one swift movement.  I involuntarily let out a big breath of air as
if he'd squeezed it out of me.  My ass was throbbing as he fucked the hell
out of me.  No introduction, no buying me dinner, just straight in up to my
tonsils and pounded hard.  I wondered if he was straight.  It seemed like
such a straight boy move.  Forrest was watching closely and almost cheered
when Bryan lifted my ass up off the bed, slammed into me and grunted again
to signify that he was having another orgasm...or heart attack.  Then, like
he had with Forrest, he just dropped me and my ass slammed shut as his cock
rushed out.  I think I yelped in pain.  That's no way to leave the tunnel.
You gotta go slow as you approach the station.  Ouch and fuckin' ouch.

"Thanks," I squeaked as I inched off the bed and walked funny all the way
to my bathroom for a shower.  My ass really was throbbing from that fuck so
I decided to go cool off with a swim, and hang out with some of the guys
for a while.  I didn't bother with underwear, what was the point.  The cool
water did a great job of soothing my ass and shrinking it back down to
normal size.  By the time I had recovered, I wondered if I should go look
for him again.  But I behaved myself.  Well I behaved myself Justin style
and only played casually with others that I wanted to know better.

Young Zane came up to me again towards the end of the night and smiled.
"So which one are you?"

"Justin," I said, almost ready for the question this time.  "Should I get a
name tag for you?"

"That's not a bad idea," he smiled.  "Your friends are all totally awesome.
So you wanna fuck me?"

"Geez don't be shy Zane.  Come out and say what you really mean," I
laughed.

"Troy said you have a big dick, so I really want you to fuck me.  You can
just lie on your back if you want.  I can ride it if it's easier for you."

"So Troy has been telling people how big my dick is huh?"  I grinned "So
what's the biggest dick you can handle?"

"Well Kyle's boyfriend, Aaron is 9˝ inches, so 9˝ inches," he smiled.
"I really want you to fuck me.  You're one of the guys I haven't been with
yet, so I don't want to leave you out.  Please fuck me.  I really need it."

"You think so huh?  Okay, come with me," I said staring at him, trying not
to show expression.  I led him to the foam room, which was still half full
of foam, but not so high that you couldn't see into it.  As soon as we got
inside I took Zane by the arm and pulled him over to the counter and spun
him to face it.  I bent him over and pressed his chest hard against the
cold marble.  Then I yanked his shorts down and pulled them off.  I balled
them up and shoved them into his mouth which seemed to surprise him.  If he
wanted to be aggressive, then I'd show him some aggression.  Maybe it would
slow him down a bit.  I held him down with one hand as I took off my own
underwear.  Looking at his cute ass and small frame, I was already hard so
I stepped up behind him kicked his legs further apart until they were
painfully wide and he was unable to stand up.  I knew he was well lubed up
and probably had natural lube inside him if he'd been fucking that much, so
I slammed hard into him and pounded away without giving him time to adjust.
He was moaning and grunting slightly underneath me as I ravaged his hole.
I took hold of his hips and drove as deep into him, using force that
hopefully he'd never felt before.

"This is how a real man fucks his bitch," I snarled at him trying to sound
all mean and shit.  It might sound more menacing if I were 6 foot 5 and
250lbs of solid hairy muscle, but I'd have to do with my smooth 5'9 135lbs
frame for now.  I hammered him hard and every time he tried to rise up to
have a look, I pushed him back down and told him to stay still.  I could
see him in the mirror and he looked hilarious with his underwear hanging
out of his mouth like a dog with a bone.  I grabbed his hair a few times
and pulled on it as I continued to ram his hole.  Then I leaned forward,
put my hands under his chest and pinched his tiny tits, pulling down hard
on them as I fucked even harder.  He yelped slightly as I think I pulled on
them a little harder than he expected.  I fired my load into him and made a
point of yelling as I did it.  "Oh yeah!  Here it comes slut.  Oh FUUUUCK
yeah!  I held onto him and then wiggled back and forth from side to side
taking him with me so that he knew he was being bred.  I had no idea if I
had anything left to pump into him, but he'd never know.  I pulled out
roughly, grabbed his hair and pulled him backwards to spin him around.

"Get on your knees bitch," I said as I pushed him down.  He dropped
surprisingly quickly perhaps because he hadn't found his balance yet, or
perhaps his legs were weak from being spread and fucked so hard.  As soon
as he got down I yanked the underwear out of his mouth and shoved my
softening cock down his throat.  I was amazed that he actually took it
without gagging.  "Lick it clean.  I don't want to be walking around with
your ass juice on it all night."  I held his hair and fucked his face.  The
little shit was having the time of his life as I felt his tongue working my
shaft as if it were a popsicle.  After several thrusts, I pulled out and
shoved the underwear back in his mouth and slapped him lightly on the sides
of the face before I yanked him to his feet by his hair.  I figured that
might teach him to be a bit more careful, who he chose to fuck him,
especially with people he didn't know.

He looked me right in the eyes and I couldn't really read his expression.
He pulled The underwear out of his mouth and began babbling.  "Holy shit,
that was fucking AMAZING."  He leaned in to kiss me and threw his arms
around me and then jumped up and wrapped his legs around my waist.  I had
to hold him to avoid falling over at the surprise attack.  "Oh my god, that
was the best fuck of the night.  Your cock is perfect.  I love you!"

So much for teaching him a lesson.  I've probably just created a monster
and the next slave for the gay community.  He was hugging and kissing me so
much I thought I was going to drown.  "Get down!"  I barked at him smiling.
He unwrapped his feet and stood on the floor, but kept his arms around my
neck and continued to tap at my face with his lips like a woodpecker.

"Can we do it again?  That was wild.  Everyone else was so gentle and just
gave me a nice easy fuck.  That was so fucking hot!  Pound me again."

"DOWN BOY!"  I said trying not to chuckle.  "That didn't hurt?"

"No, that was perfect.  I loved it...I love you," he said as a tear ran
down his face.  "I always wanted someone to show me what real sex was like.
Please do it again."

"Zane, buddy.  Pace yourself.  First...I'm not a machine.  I can't just pop
it back up and bone you right away.  We're guys, we need time to recharge,
and second, you should teach your boyfriend to do that if that's what you
like."

"I will but his dick is nowhere near as big as yours.  He's not like you at
all."

"That's' true.  I'm one of a kind," I smiled running my fingers through my
hair.

"Well, except for your identical brothers," Zane laughed.

"Shut up bitch!"  I laughed.  "So do you like to fuck as well, or just get
fucked?"

"I've fucked a couple of times, but I prefer to get fucked and suck dick,"
he admitted quickly.

"You ever been tied down when you've been used?"

"No, is it fun?"

"Some people seem to think so.  They like giving up control and being used.
Next time you come over, maybe I'll show you a thing or two."

"Can I come back tomorrow?" he asked eagerly.

"I'm busy tomorrow.  Relax you don't have to do everything in one weekend."

He thanked me again and bounced off to find something, or someone, else to
do.

Slowly the party wound down and those that were leaving were gone, while
others remained straggled around the house on various couches or in the
bedrooms.  According to ADAM the current occupancy of the house was 18.  So
we still had 12 guests, 11 if you didn't include J.P.

I strolled past the sofa in the living room and saw a cute boy asleep on
his side with his back towards me.  He was just in his underwear, and
curled up in almost a fetal position with his ass hanging over the edge.  I
knelt down to take a look at him and touched his smooth back, running my
hand along it.  He never moved, so he had obviously enjoyed himself.
Either that or he was dead.  I ran my hand over his underwear and felt his
ass, which was firm and just the right size to grope.  He had just a small
amount of hair on his legs and it was soft and sexy.  I moved my attention
back to his ass and felt my dick start to rise again.  I had been pretty
sure it was worn out, but apparently it had some life left in it after all.
I pushed my hand into the top of his underwear to feel his warm ass cheeks
and then slid a finger down his crack.  He had a little trace of hair
around his hole, but other than that was basically smooth.  There were
clear signs of lube, so he had at least been fucked tonight.  The true sign
of a good party.  I pushed the back of his shorts down to take a better
look, and with the way his ass was stretched, his pink eye was looking back
at me and winking.  They say pink eye is contagious and they aren't
kidding.  I caught the fever immediately.  I ran my hand over his exposed
ass and my cock immediately jumped to fully hard inside my shorts.  There
was no way I could go to sleep with it throbbing like that, so I figured I
should take care of it.  The cute boy was obviously in a position to help
me out, so I pulled his shorts down, struggling a bit to get them
completely off.  I was just going to leave them partially down, but I
really wanted to see the whole package.  His penis was limp and from the
way it was tucked under him, I couldn't see much definition except that he
was circumcised.  His balls seemed nice and smooth in a fairly compact bag,
but it was his ass that was providing the biggest stimulation.  I looked
around for some lube and saw a small tube of it just by the chair a short
distance away.  I crawled over and grabbed it and removed my own underwear
in the process.  I leaned in and licked the boy's hole to see if he would
react, but he didn't, so I pulled his cheeks apart and went to town on
rimming his sweet pink hole.  He was delicious and probably one of the best
snacks I'd had all night, well at least since the last guy.  I squirted a
bit of lube into his hole and fingered it in.  Still no reaction, so I
decided just to go for it and knelt up against his ass.  I pushed easily
into him, experiencing no resistance at all.  He was tight and extremely
smooth as I pounded his hole.  After a couple minutes at that angle I
wanted to go deeper, so I pulled his legs off the couch and manhandled him
into a kneeling position on floor with his head on the sofa.  I re-entered
his ass and fucked him hard, figuring for sure he would wake up, but he
stayed pass out.  I kissed his back and reached under him to play with his
tiny little nipples.  I was just about to blow my load, so I reached down
to take hold of his still limp cock and stroked it until I filled him up
with whatever was left inside me.  I lay on him until I was sure that I had
pumped my last drop and pulled out.  As if that wasn't evil enough of me, I
grinned and stuck my finger into him so that I could get my cum out.  Then
I looked around to his face, pulled his lower lip down with my other hand
and wiped my cum on the inside of his mouth.  When he woke up, he would
taste that and wonder just what he had done all night.  I lifted him back
onto the couch and was going to put his underwear back on but then figured
I'd just keep it.  As I looked around at all the other people passed out, I
decided to really be mean.  I ran around the house picking up all the
clothes I could find and hid them in the front closet.  I locked the towel
cupboard and picked up all the wet towels and threw them in the laundry
room.  I was just about to go to bed, but thought that maybe I should go
one step further, so I quietly went around and stripped everyone naked.  A
few were already naked with just a blanket over them, others were in
underwear and a couple were fully clothed.  By the time I was done, they
were all naked and their clothes were hidden.  Maybe that was a bit much,
but it sure was fun.  I was satisfied with my work and went to bed.  As I
walked past one of the bedrooms, I heard the distinct sounds of a couple
guys still enjoying themselves.  I peeked in the open door and saw Cole
fucking the stuffing out of Robbie, Jordan's best friend.  I slowly entered
and Cole looked over and smiled.  I sat on the edge of the bed and looked
at the very drunk 16 year old who was on his back with his legs over Cole's
shoulder.

"I thought he was straight?"  I grinned.

"He is, but he's a horny straight boy.  Jordan is in bed with Kyle and
Aaron, so he strolled in here and got into bed with me out of nowhere.  I
gave him a massage and one thing led to another and here we are," he said
as he fucked the younger guy beneath him.

I looked at Robbie carefully.  He had an erection, so he must have been
enjoying himself.  His 6 inch uncut erection was leaking precum like a
faucet.  No doubt about his horniness.  "I thought he had pubes earlier," I
said noticing that he was now as smooth as a preteen.

"He did.  There was a shaving party in one of the bathrooms and several
guys had all their pubes removed.  Jordan was one of them and convinced his
drunk buddy to do it as well.  I have a feeling that all that touching of
his dick is what got him so horny.  You want to fuck him when I'm done?"
Cole offered.

"No, I just boned a guy downstairs so I'm heading up to bed, but if he's
still in the mood in the morning, I'd love to take a ride on the straight
boy express."  I kissed Cole as he fucked and I wished I had something
left, as Robbie was just as cute as Jordan, and of course he was a straight
boy.  The forbidden fruit that tastes so much sweeter than a gay boy.  "See
you in the morning sweetie.  I stood up to head back to my room and then
just turned around and bent over to kiss Robbie full on the mouth and
pushed my tongue into him before I left.  No point in letting the
opportunity pass me by completely.

Just before I got into bed, I remembered to lock the house.  "ADAM, lock
all exterior doors."  The ding sounded and part of me thought it was time
for another round, so I climbed into bed with Colin, Jake and TJ.  I
snuggled up against Jake and almost pushed my dick into him, but ended up
passing out instead.  In the morning, or probably closer to noon, I awoke
to being fucked.  I looked over at who was in me, and saw that it was Jake.
His 7˝" nicely cut dick was fully inside and he was just gently rocking
back and forth.

"Mmmmm, now that's the way to wake up in the morning."  I looked over his
shoulder and saw Colin with `TJ's legs over his shoulder giving him the
morning wake up.  I put my head back on the pillow and let Jake unload into
me.  We strolled into the shower together and made out and cleaned up until
TJ and Colin joined us.  With such a large shower we could easily
accommodate everyone.  We put our shorts on and strolled downstairs to
where several naked guys were wandering around.

"Someone took all our clothes," one guy complained but not bothered that he
was naked.  Kyle and Aaron were also naked in the kitchen making coffee for
everyone.

I smiled.  "I think I saw the waiters picking clothes up and putting them
in the entry closet, but feel free to stay naked.  Kinda the norm around
here anyway."  The guy headed to the closet and returned with all the
clothes and put them on the pool table.  Some guys got dressed and headed
out, others stayed naked as we had coffee.  The house was a mess and it
probably would be easier to burn the place to the ground than clean it, but
Drew and his team would be here any minute to take care of it.  I took a
quick stroll around the main floor and wandered into the media room.  Two
guys were sitting side by side jerking off as they watched two girls 69ing
each other on the floor in front of them.  Gross.  This room was going to
need to be sealed off and have special biohazard cleaning before we could
use it again.  I still wanted to grab a pussy and squeeze it to see if I
really could get change to fall out of it, but the way these girls were
licking into those things, I was going to be sick.  I wanted to ride the
straight boys, but they didn't even seem to notice I was there.

`Marvin' and Jeremy were the first visitors to arrive and were a little
surprised that we still had guests.  We offered them breakfast and talked
for a while.  The cleaners arrived with their bulldozers, dumpsters and
hazmat suits to begin the week long task of cleaning up.  Once all our
party guests were gone, the rest of us went up to the master bedroom and
hung out in the private balcony sitting area looking out over the ocean.
We made out with `Marvin' and Jeremy, but only casually and not too
intense.  We were all feeling a bit worn out.  That was by far our biggest
party and a housewarming that most should remember.

Bring on Christmas.  Wonder what I'll get and will it vibrate?



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