Nico and Gordy's Crazy 8 Club Adventures
Part #3
Chapter #19
Resolved and Unresolved Issues
I couldn't believe what had just happened. In seconds, Gordy finished getting dressed and disappeared out the door. I threw on my clothes as fast as I could and followed him out, but he was nowhere to be seen. I knew I had to do something, and fast. But what was I going to do? What was I going to say? I realized I was so confused that my entire thought processes had broken down. I had no idea what I was doing. The only thing I could think of to do was to walk home and try to figure this all out.
As I headed home, I turned a corner and saw Gordy sitting on the curb up ahead. He had his hands covering his eyes so he didn't see me approach him. As I got closer I could see he had been crying.
"You sure disappeared fast," I said as I sat down next to him.
"I don't wanna talk to you right now! Gordy said as he started to move away.
I reached out to touch him when he threw a punch at me, missing my face by a fraction of an inch.
"Whoa, what was that for? I spat out.
"You fuckin' know exactly what that was for," he said as he started crying again. "I've lost you haven't I?" His voice quivered as he spoke. "You don't love me anymore! I've fuckin lost you!"
I've never heard Gordy talk this way before. I've never heard him cry before either. He's a good natured, happy, well adjusted guy most of the time. It was obvious I had hurt him deeply. I was starting to feel like shit about myself even though I hadn't actually done anything wrong.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I said with the most sincere tone I could muster.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about!" he said as he tried to conceal the quiver in his voice. "I saw what you and Trent were doing. I watched the whole thing. And I saw how you reacted to him too, you bastard."
"You haven't lost me!" I said looking him right in the eyes.
"No, are you sure?" he said as I watched the corners of his lips tremble.
"He was just flirting with me and I got a little turned on, that's all!" I said plainly.
"Exactly," Gordy snapped back.
"Wait a minute," I said trying to put all this into perspective. "You and I are in a fucking sex club together for Christ sake. We both have had sex with almost everyone in that club in one way or another. We have never had any issues with that before. Why is this suddenly different?"
Gordy thought about that for a moment before he answered. "I don't know! Are we still boyfriends then?"
"I don't think of us as boyfriends anymore," I said. Suddenly, all the color drained from Gordy's face. I quickly clarified what it was that I meant by my last statement. "I think of us as lovers now, maybe even partners for life!"
A smile formed on Gordy's face and this time, happy tears began to well up in his eyes. We reached out and gave each other a huge hug and then a very passionate kiss. Just then we noticed that a car driving by had slowed down to gawk at us. Nether one of us seemed to care about that because once again, all was right with the world.
"Come on, let's go to my house and get something to eat," I said. "I'm starved."
As the two of
us headed to my place, we put the turmoil of the last couple of hours behind
us. There was still a nagging issue
inside me about
Chapter #20
Toys for the Orgy
After we got to my house, we filled up with some ham and cheese sandwiches, potato salad and some ice cold root beer that mom had prepared for us. When we finished with that we went upstairs to my room. It was clear to me that we still had much to discuss so I decided to get the ball rolling.
"Do you remember the night we tried to find Saturn on your telescope?" I asked.
"Boy, do I ever," Gordy responded. "That was the night I decided that I was going to make you mine no matter what! I was incredibly turned-on and at the same time, utterly terrified. I knew it was a possibility that I could've failed in my attempt to win you over and destroy our friendship in the process. I mercilessly seduced you, and for that I apologize."
"Oh no," I immediately cut him off. "It was exactly what I needed. Believe me! I wanted you just as much as you wanted me. The thing was that sexually, I was in a state of deep hibernation. I never found girls sexually attractive. I didn't think much of it at the time. I just thought that I wasn't ready for that yet and someday soon it would magically happen. At that time, it had not even occurred to me to explore any other possibilities. So for years I buried those feelings as deeply as I could. When I got older and started high school, I began to find the locker room and showers to be a major turn-on. I found that in that environment my imagination would go wild and I would have fantasies about all the naked guys I wanted to fuck. Especially you! Every time we would strip down next to each other or shower after water polo practice, I would strain my eyes to see as much of you as could. I tried to do this without letting on what it was I was doing. I started hiding and suppressing those feelings too. I was living in denial. If you hadn't done what you did that night, I truly believe that nothing would have ever happened between us and we wouldn't be having this conversation today!"
"I pretty much knew that already," he said. "But it's nice to know I was right and hear it from you directly!"
"So, wouldn't you say then, that you and I are solid now?" I asked.
"Yeah, we're solid," he reaffirmed.
Now that Gordy was feeling quite a bit better about things, we were able to start talking about other things.
"Oh, by the
way, I've got some great news," Gordy remembered.
"Robert told me before
"Wow!" I said with a little trepidation. "That sounds great. But what does that mean exactly?"
"It means that everyone in the club is invited for an afternoon free-for-all," he explained. "Almost anything goes. Everyone gets to pull out all the toys and do anything they want with them. There are only a couple of rules. One, all parties have to discuss and agree to what they are going to do in advance. Two, each toy is to be used on one person only. No sharing! And three, safe sex practices are to be adhered to at all times. There will be a large variety of water based, oil based and silicone based lubes available for all. There will also be an abundance of plain, lubricated, silky smooth and ribbed condoms in a slew of different flavors and colors. The widely accepted use of condoms will be highly encouraged."
"That's all great," I said as I paused for a moment, "but what toys are we talking about exactly?"
"Oh that's right, this will be your first club orgy," he said forgetting I was still pretty new at this. "The reason you don't know about all our toys is because they are only used at club orgies and at other special occasions. The only exception to this rule is, our club officers and elders can actually check them out like library books when nothing else is scheduled that requires their use. Chad Grayden, our designated driver is responsible for the maintenance and sterilization of all the toys. He scrubs each and every one of them, regardless if they were used or not. He does this before we use them and after we're done to be absolutely sure nothing is missed. He sanitizes then in hot soapy water with a ten percent bleach solution for at least thirty minutes and then air dries them afterward."
"That's all very interesting," I stated. "But you haven't answered my question yet. What toys?"
"Oh yeah," he said raising his eyebrows, "the toys!" Then Gordy began to list the choices the club had available. "Well, we call them toys but they're mostly referred to as adult novelties. To start off with, we've got dozens of your standard dildos and butt plugs in a variety of sizes and colors. We also have an assortment of vibrators and massagers. We have cock rings for the penis alone and larger ones that go around both the base of the penis and balls. These all come in different sizes as well to accommodate for every penis size we have in our club. Some are made of stainless steel and others are made of stretchy silicone."
"Wow!" I said with amazement. "Sounds like a lot."
"Wait, I'm not finished yet!" he stated.
"There's more?" I questioned.
"Absolutely,"
he continued. "We also have a very good
selection of black leather bondage gear.
We've got masks and whips and handcuffs.
We've got chains and paddles and feather ticklers.
We've got nipple clamps and ball stretchers
and even a couple of
"Yow," I said in shock. "What do you do with all that stuff?"
"You experiment with it," he said. "You have fun with it. You explore other possibilities besides just jerking, sucking and fucking."
"Do our club brothers use any of this stuff?" I wondered out loud.
"That's the great thing about the Crazy 8 Club," he boasted. "It affords us the opportunity to experiment and discover amazing new experiences with other people who are also willing to try new things. Almost all our club brothers have experimented with most of our toys from time to time. Our club orgies are very popular with our members because of our extensive selection."
"Well that should be enough to keep us busy for a while," I said in jest.
"Well, there's still more," he said with a smile.
"You've got to be kidding," I said in disbelief.
"No, I'm not kidding," he said as he kicked his shoes off and got more comfortable on my bed. "Those are all the cheaper priced items I've mentioned so far. We have quite a few of the bigger priced items as well. All of them very, very popular."
"Alright," I said. "Now it's starting to get more interesting."
"Yep!" he said. "The rest of this stuff is for serious sex play and are not considered toys or novelties. We've got two Venus 2000 motorized masturbation machines with several different sized attachments. We've also got three Dr. Joel Kaplan's Digi-Pump 4000 motorized vacuum pump penis enlargement systems with three stage chambers and special head enlargers for each machine. And finally, we've got two ErosTek table top ET-312B stereo E-Stim units and six ErosTek handheld portable ET-232 mono E-Stim units. These units do electroerotic stimulation. By using two or more electrodes on different genital areas, one can achieve Nirvana with a push of a button and a turn of a knob! We've got over three dozen different electrodes to accommodate for every configuration. We've also got eight MP3 players for use with these units that are loaded with over one hundred stimming routines.
"Oh my God," I said to Gordy. "Now I can't wait for this orgy to come. It's gotten me hard just hearing you talk about it."
"Well," he said with a sly grin, "why don't you kick your shoes off and come over here with me. Maybe I can do something about that!"
I got up from
where I was sitting and went over to lock my door.
I slipped off my shoes and laid myself down
on my bed alongside Gordy. We were tired
from
After Gordy left, I started thinking more about all the things he had told me. I was thankful to have Gordy in my life and contemplated how lucky I was to have the Crazy 8 to explore my emerging sexuality. Every time I thought I knew all there was to know about Pythagoras and the Crazy 8 Club, Gordy would surprise me with something new I didn't know.
Then my
thoughts turned back around to the incident with
The day of our
Super Orgy had come and I wasn't one bit closer to solving my problem than I
was before. The more I thought about
Chapter #21
Orgy or Bust!
It was time to make our way out to the clubhouse for our special event. Club officers and elders needed to be there early to help set up and prepare for the party. Gordy had arranged to drive the two of us and he arrived precisely on time. He pulled up in my driveway next to where I was waiting. He rolled down both the driver and passenger side windows and called over to me.
"Hey Nico," he smiled.
"Hey Gordy," I said as I hopped into the front seat.
"Are you excited?" he asked as we backed out of my driveway and drove off.
"Actually, I'm both scared and nervous," I confessed.
"Really?" he asked. "Why?"
"Well," I began. "This will be my first experience with an orgy. We're going to be naked in front of a bunch of new strangers. Furthermore, I've never used any of these toys before so I'm not sure I'd know what to do with them or even how they're used. I haven't felt this much anxiety since my initiation."
"No worries my friend," he assured me. "In my experience, ten minutes after the orgy starts, you'll feel right at home. As far as the toys are concerned, you should only do what you feel comfortable doing. If you find you don't like it, then stop. You could always try something else instead."
"You make it sound so simple," I complained.
"It's okay!" he said trying to ease my fears. "I'll be with you the whole time."
He didn't know it, but this was yet another thing I was afraid of.
"Where are we going?" I asked Gordy trying to change the subject.
"I have to swing around and pick up Squeaky on the way," Gordy said.
"We're going to be too early for him. He's not an elder," I stated.
"I know," he
said. "But
We pulled up to Squeaky's house and saw him and his mother waiting for us in the driveway.
"Oh, this is not good," Gordy whispered to me as he pulled up next to them.
"Hello Mrs. Davis," we both called out to her.
"Where are you fellows going exactly?" Mrs. Davis sternly asked.
"We don't have anything important planned for today," Gordy calmly answered. "We just thought Skeeter would enjoy spending a lazy day with us, not doing anything in particular."
"I don't know," Mrs. Davis lamented. "You two look a little too old to be hanging around with my Skeeter!"
"Well, if you don't want him to go with us, we'll understand," Gordy reasoned. "But we both think that Skeeter is very mature for his age and we really enjoy his company. Anyway, we'll abide by you're decision."
She glared at the two of us for a moment, trying to flush out any deception on our part and determine if we were trustworthy or not before she spoke again.
"Alright, he can go," she conceded, "but you best not make me regret it!"
"Oh no ma'am," Gordy said with honest reassurance. "We'll take real good care of him."
Squeaky then jumped into the back seat before his mother could change her mind and closed the car door.
"Fasten your seatbelt now Skeeter," I said making sure his mother heard me.
We pulled out of the driveway, waved good-bye to Mrs. Davis and purposely headed slowly out of sight.
"Fuck, that was close," Skeeter said.
"After what we just went through, I feel justified in saying, you shouldn't talk that way for someone your age," I said still feeling my heart pounding in my chest.
"But it's okay for someone my age to be in a sex club for boys?" Skeeter asked.
"He's gotcha there Nico!" Gordy said. "Now the two of you be nice. You're only talking that way to each other because we all just had a close call."
"Your right," I said to Gordy. Then I turned to Skeeter. "Sorry about that, I didn't mean to sound like a nag."
"It's okay Nico," Skeeter said to me. "I'm sorry too."
"Now I
understand why
"Has this happened before Skeet?" I asked him outright.
"Yeah," he said with his eyes facing the floor. "My mom's starting to suspect something's going on. I hide it really, really well, but she's good. Anyways, I'm glad it was you guys who came to get me today. You were awesome."
"Yeah, you really were awesome Gordy," I added. "I don't know about you, but my heart is still pounding."
"Believe me, mine is too," he informed us. "Let's try to forget about this for now and focus on having some fun at our fuckin' awesome orgy"
"Yeah, fuckin' awesome orgy," Skeeter shouted.
Gordy and I looked at each other and started laughing our ass off.
For the remainder of our journey, the three of us laughed and chanted "fuckin' awesome orgy - fuckin' awesome orgy - fuckin' awesome orgy."
Chapter #22
Exploring Stuart Manor
We pulled into
the huge driveway and massive carport of Stuart Manor.
Gordy parked the car and we entered the foyer
of the lavish guest house and rang the doorbell.
We were greeted by the staff doorman.
His services had been retained for the
day. He would serve as liaison between
us and our gracious host and sponsor
"Announcing Master Harris, Master Elliott and Master Davis," he called out.
"Thank you sir," I said to him, "and what should we call you?"
"Xander sir," he responded plainly. "But I'll answer to anything but Dude!" He raised his eyebrows and walked away.
"This is so cool," Squeaky enthusiastically stated. "I love that part too. It's a shame that none of my club brothers were around to hear it."
"Well, we better get things ready before they get here," I said.
Now that we were officially welcomed, Robert came over to us and told us everything was basically ready and we could take it easy until the party got started. He took Squeaky with him to load up the fireplace and start a cozy fire. That freed us both up and allowed Gordy to take me on a grand tour of the house.
At the back of the conservatory was the grand staircase that split of into two directions. On each side were six exquisite bedrooms, all with king sized beds. Five of them were large guest quarters and one was a master bedroom complete with a hot tub large enough to fit six people. Every bedroom had its own private bathroom and shower. I asked Gordy if he was sure this was just the guest house. He assured me it was which left me to wonder how much bigger the main house must be. Gordy continued his tour and took me off to the master bedroom on the West Wing. He walked me over to the huge walk-in closet and flung the double doors open. I gasped and became lightheaded as I beheld the sight. This is where all the toys were kept that Gordy had told me about. The sheer size of it was awesome. Just as Gordy had explained it to me, there it was, on display like an Adult Novelty Superstore Showroom.
I saw things I recognized and were familiar with. I saw things I'd only heard about but never seen before. And then there was a whole hell of a lot of stuff I had no clue about whatsoever. As I stood there observing the sight, I got hard thinking about the possibility of trying some of this stuff out for the first time.
After Robert had finished taking care of the fireplace, he began a room to room inspection. As he did this, he eventually came upon the room where Gordy and I were standing. He noticed I had been staring at the toy collection.
"Hey Gordy, has Nico creamed his pants yet?" Robert asked laughing at my awe struck expression.
"I don't know," he answered. "Hey Nico, how about it, have you creamed your pants yet?"
"Quiet!" I said with a serious tone while continuing to stare at the spectacle. "I'm almost there!" Then I started pretending to breathe faster and moan in ecstasy.
"Alright you guys, that's enough. Let's get serious now!" Robert said. "Everything's ready and everyone should be here in the next fifteen minutes. We're all supposed to meet in the conservatory. Mr. Stuart is personally going to officiate by saying a few words before we begin. So let's go downstairs and get ready to start."
Chapter #23
Terms and Conditions
Within ten minutes, all 34 club brothers from both Pythagoras and Archimedes had been announced and were now waiting for our benefactor, Mr. Stuart to speak and kick off our much anticipated event.
Just then Xander walked in and spoke.
"Gentlemen please, if I can have your attention," he announced waiting for the room to settle down. When it got quiet, he continued. "It is with great pleasure that I introduce your host and benefactor for this evening, Mr. Montgomery Stuart."
Everyone in the room gave a powerful standing ovation as Mr. Stuart entered from the East Wing and took center stage at the top of the staircase. He looked down and beheld the enthusiasm of the crowd. He smiled and extended his arms in appreciation of their warm welcome. Once everyone settled down he began his recitation.
"Greetings
Crazy 8'ers," he began. "Thirty years
ago I founded the first Crazy 8 Club right here in our fair city.
At the time, I was twelve years old and
brought the Crazy 8 Club Tradition with me when my family migrated here from
The 34 members present gave a holler and cheer worthy of a crowd much bigger.
"The following house rules are now in effect. There are six rooms downstairs and twelve bedrooms upstairs. All bedroom doors are to remain open at all times. You are all free to go into any room downstairs or upstairs. You can use the showers if you want or the hot tubs in the two master bedrooms. All showers are stocked with a variety of bath products, soaps and shampoos. Please keep all showers brief as I'm sure all of you would like to shower before leaving. Each room has an abundance of lubes, condoms and towels. The kitchen is brimming with snacks. The fridge is stocked with bottled water, soft drinks and non-alcoholic beer."
A small scattering of unhappy moans came from the group.
"Sorry but every one of you here today is underage so there will be no alcohol!" Other than that, if you need anything or can't find what you're looking for, ask my man Xander. You can trust him to be discreet. Remember, this is my home so I'm counting on you to respect it as you would your own."
He paused here for a moment as a little whispering became distracting. A few seconds later it quieted back down. When he was sure he had everyone's attention again, he continued.
"Moving on to the subject of safe sex practices. All novelty items are to be used on one person only. Do not share them. Any creative and unusual activities are to be discussed and agreed upon in advance by all individuals participating. Use condoms on all appropriate activities. Use each condom a maximum of twenty minutes. This will cut down on latex fatigue and decrease the possibilities of rips, tears and malfunctions. You all have four hours. Three hours to enjoy yourselves and one hour to cleanup. By staying past this point, you are agreeing to adhere to these terms and conditions as I have just explained them to you. If you do not agree, please leave now. Are there any questions?"
Mr. Stuart paused for a moment and scanned the crowd for any signs of questions or objections. Once he was satisfied there were none, he continued again.
"Today we toast the joining of two neighboring rankings. Neighbors who, for what ever reason have never had the good fortune to enjoy each others company before today. So for now, we will rejoice in the creation of new friends while we celebrate old traditions. At the risk of sounding like a game show host, `Club Pythagoras', `Club Archimedes', get ready to play `Super Orgy'. Let the games begin!"
Our modest little crowd started whooping it up as Mr. Stuart bid us farewell and disappeared. The party began with all manner of clothing being tossed in the air like the caps at the end of a graduation ceremony. In no time, everyone's clothing had been shed and our Super Orgy had officially begun.
Chapter #24
A Wild Ride
I stood where I was for a while and observed people forming into small groups. As everyone started to connect with each other, they would begin wandering off in different directions. One group of five gravitated towards the fire place across the room and got comfortable on a large throw rug that had been laid out in front of the fire. Then they began talking about what they wanted to do and how they were going to proceed. Others went upstairs in groups of two and three at a time. Some were holding hands and some went arm in arm. I also observed something else. As these groups started going their own way, there seemed to be an even pairing of our guys and their guys. I even caught a glimpse of our little Squeaky going upstairs leading a much bigger stranger by his balls. I found the sight of that quite comical as I realized Skeeter was becoming quite fearless. I also realized that our little eleven year old dynamo had more balls than I did.
Just then Gordy got my attention so I walked over to him.
"Come on, lets go check out the toy room," Gordy said.
The two of us followed the others upstairs to the West Wing master bedroom. We discovered that almost everyone else had the same idea. We soon found ourselves standing in a considerable line. They were stopping here first to collect their favorite items before finding a vacant bedroom.
When we got our turn in line, I made my selection first. I chose a hand held electric body massager and a feather tickler. Gordy selected a metal cock ring and a silicon base ring. He also got one of the ET-312B stereo E-Stim units with a selection of six different electrodes. He also picked up one of the associated MP3 players and a plastic bag filled with an assortment of chords, connectors and adapters. We took our prizes over to the East Wing. We walked down the long hallway and quickly found an empty bedroom to settle into. We were already hearing moans of ecstasy coming from some of the other bedrooms nearby. Gordy slipped on the silicon base ring around his balls and cock and then put the polished chrome ring down his shaft, pushing it all the way down to the base. These two items made his package appear to be bigger and harder than usual.
"Wow you look hot!" I told Gordy. "Those rings really show off your manhood, you stud!"
"And they feel great too," Gordy added.
"What is this thing?" I asked pointing to the small electronic device he had selected from the toy room.
"This is an electroerotic stimming power box also called an e-stim device," he explained, "and these are the electrodes that are used to focus the erotic energy to specific erogenous zones."
Gordy was casually assembling and wiring the configuration of parts as he was explaining them to me.
"This electrode is a single pole Prostate Stimulator," he said as I watched him wire this device which consisted of a bulbous chrome plated ball attached to a three inch insulated shaft mounted to a tee shaped base ending with a snap connector. He coated it with a special lube designed to maximize conductive contact with the skin.
"Then this slides right in here," Gordy said as he started to put this thing into my ass.
"Woe, hold on there," I said. "You're gonna put that thing in me? I thought you got this thing for you!"
"I got it for both of us," he said. "It's just that you're gonna go first, and you're gonna love it."
"I don't know Gordy," I said. "I'm scared."
"Have I ever steered you wrong?" Gordy asked.
"No," I answered.
"Have I ever put you in danger?" he asked.
"No," I said.
"You know I'd never let anything happen to my best friend and lover, Right?" he paused. "So, trust me. You're gonna love this."
Having gained a little confidence from me, he proceeded to inset this electrode in me. It slid in amazingly easy and was surprisingly comfortable.
"Now this one's called a single pole Testicular Tubular Electrode, he said. "It encircles both balls in a figure eight configuration."
This electrode looked like it was going to painfully squeeze my ball to death. It resembled a strip of elastic. It was blue in color and was about three quarters of an inch wide. It had a sliding adjustable buckle with a clip on each end sporting a snap connector. Gordy applied a generous amount of lube to the electrode and wrapped the device around my balls. The stretchy nature of this one went on easily and again was surprisingly comfortable.
Gordy continued to attach these electrodes on me as he cheerfully described them in an attempt to pull my focus away from the sheer terror building up inside me.
"And lastly, this one's called a Choker," he said.
This electrode was the simplest looking one of all. It was just a hollow conductive rubber tube no bigger around than a pencil. It was looped around in a circle with the two ends bound together with a sliding adjustable clip. A tens pin to snap adapter plugs into either end of the hollow tube. Gordy generously lubed this last piece and prepared to place it.
"This one can
go just about anywhere below the waist because it's adjustable," he said.
"I'm going to put this one approximately
three quarters of the way down your shaft focusing the stimulus on your cock's
Gordy then plugged the bundle of wire leads into the unit.
"Oh my God," I said with extreme angst.
"Oh Please Nico," he said with dismay. "Relax. I haven't even turned it on yet!"
Gordy then attached the MP3 player to the unit and selected a stimming routine.
"Alright," Gordy said. "I've chosen this stimming routine just for you. It's called `The Cum Protector Part 1' and I'm selecting repeat mode. This routine brings you right to the edge of cuming but doesn't allow you to cum. Each time it repeats, I'll turn it up one notch and the sensation will grow with each round. When you finally beg me to let you cum, I'll play `The Cum Protector Part 2'. At this point, nothing you can do will stop you from having the greatest... biggest... hardest... longest... deepest orgasm of your life!"
"Wow. I'm both scared and excited now," I told him. "I guess I'm as ready as I'm ever gonna be."
"Okay then, just relax," he calmly said. "Tell me what you're feeling. At first you may not feel anything at all. What ever the setting number is on when you first start feeling it, will tell me how far I'll be able to take you. So here goes setting number one."
I closed my eyes expecting a jolt from the thing, but truly felt absolutely nothing. I opened my eyes to look at Gordy and shook my head `No' indicating to him that nothing had yet happened.
"Let's try setting number two," he said.
I laid there again expecting something major. This time there was a little something. Like a far distant sound in the dead of night, barely perceptible. Again, I looked at Gordy and shook my head `No'.
"On to setting number three," he said.
"Okay, now I feel a kind of tickling around my balls," I told him.
"Okay, this aught to do it. Here we go with setting number four," he said with a look of enjoyment on his face.
Suddenly I drew an unexpected deep breath as I felt the first hint of the wild ride I was in for. I felt like I was being fucked and stroked by a ghost. A ghost who's intangible body was able to reach inside of mine. Able to reach nerves that had always been unreachable. I felt like a virgin who was having sex for the very first time. The MP3 player had repeated the stimming routine already and Gordy ramped the setting to number five.
Then it all started to happen. That familiar feeling of an oncoming orgasm became evident. It started filling my senses and my mind started wandering. I was unaware of the fact that I had begun a cycle of moaning rhythmically matching the waves of stimulation the device was delivering. We had inadvertently grabbed the attention of two guys who had been passing by our room. They asked if they could come in and observe us. Gordy nodded yes and they came in and sat down on the bed with us. They got comfortable and masturbated while they watched us with great interest. I decided that as long as we had an audience now, I might as well start describing what it was I was feeling to everyone.
"I've never felt anything like this before," I said to everybody. "I feel like I'm about to cum but it's just hanging there suspended in mid stream. It's really awesome to keep this feeling there for this long."
The stimming routine repeated and Gordy cranked up the juice to setting number six. Again, the increase of power caused me to gulp and take a deep breath.
"Oh my God, Oh my God," I started rambling. "I'm cuming, I'm cuming!"
"Oh no your not," Gordy teasingly said.
And boy was he right. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. I was teetering right on the edge of exploding but I couldn't go any farther. I tried to continue explaining to my audience the unexplainable. I was doing more moaning than talking as I found it difficult to speak.
Another couple
of guys came into the room after being drawn in by my exuberant ovations.
I recognized these two.
It was Wade and
Our first two
visitors who had joined us earlier switched up from stroking themselves to
jerking each other and getting pretty passionate about it.
Wade was preparing
"Oh my God, Oh my God," was all I seemed to be able to say.
The stimming routine repeated once again, and once again Gordy turned the knob one more level up to setting number seven.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck... fuck... fuck..." I said realizing I was stuck on the word and needed to say something other than just `fuck'. "I feel like I'm getting a fucking ass pounding from a ten inch dick.
"And what about your cock," Gordy asked.
"My cock feels like I'm slamming someone's ultra tight ass in fast forward mode. I'm ready Gordy, let me cum now."
"No!" Gordy said looking around the room gaining more enjoyment from being in control. "I don't think you're really ready yet!"
A few seconds later the routine repeated and Gordy advanced the setting to eight. It literally took my breath away for a moment and then quickly turned to heavy breathing. It was like I had run a marathon and I couldn't catch my breath. I could clearly see a slow steady flow on pre-cum dripping down my pulsating cock. This setting was milking my prostate as it electronically squeezed the juice right out of it. The overwhelming sensation of cuming brought me close to madness. I felt my ears get hot and my eyes started watering up and rolling down my face. I tried to tell Gordy to stop but I was breathing so hard I could only speak between breaths.
"God... Dam it... Gordy," I said forcing the words out. "Let me... cum now... you fuck."
"You better let him cum before he hyperventilates," one of the strangers said coming to my aid.
"Alright," Gordy conceded. "I'll turn off the repeat mode and let this loop finish. When it does, it will automatically advance to the next track." Gordy put the power box and the MP3 player down beside him and started to stroke himself knowing that everything was about to come to a head.
Waiting for the track to finish seemed like an eternity as my balls started noticeably quivering from the prolonged denial of release. I felt my sanity slipping away when Gordy spoke.
"Okay, It's just about to change," he said as I welcomed the next track that held the promise of nirvana.
"Hey you guys," Wade said to our guests. "Wait till you see our man Nico here give it up. He's a fuckin' super shooter."
What Wade just said to everyone meant they were all going to be focusing all their attention on me now. Watching to see how much and how far I was going to shoot it. Normally this might make me self-conscious but this little powerhouse device had transported me to an alternate reality.
I immediately felt the difference in sensations as the track advanced to `The Cum Protector Part #2'. I felt the pressure on my balls drop and I could actually feel the liquid of my semen fill the chamber in my empty reservoir all at once as it reached critical mass. I felt my cock swell up to a throbbing rigid stiffness. I gave out a considerable yell as my ejaculating muscles squeezed so hard my sperm shot out my dick and split in three different directions. That's when I received the greatest reward as my brain released a double dose of endorphins putting me into an enhanced natural drug induced high the likes of which I've never felt before in my life.
"Holy shit," someone in the room said.
I was so dazed that I couldn't tell who it was who spoke but the anonymous sound of his voice pulled me back to reality.
"He really is a super shooter," the anonymous voice continued.
As I came to my senses, all the eyes in the room including my own were directed to my cock as I continued to fling my artificially induced, oversized load into the air. My uncontrollable display was having a profound effect on my observers. As my body continued to empty the entire contents of my balls onto my chest, the stimming routine finished, thereby ending my first experience with e-stim. The spectacle of my grand finale started causing my observers to experience a virtual cascade of orgasms that started popping one right after another.
The first ones to pop their loads were our first two visitors. Just as they were ready to spew, they came over to me. They knelt down, one on each side of me and reached across my chest to continue jerking each other off as they had been doing before. The two of them launched their own arsenal, adding their hot boy juice to the growing collection of glistening semen collecting on my body. As they finished depositing all they had to offer, they collapsed off to one side of the bed where they laid next to each other enjoying their own post orgasmic bliss.
Next up at bat
was Wade and
My senses were
slowly returning to normal. I began to enjoy
the fact that I was responsible for arousing this room full of guys with my
performance, singlehandedly bringing them all to the
brink of orgasm. I was ready to watch
the remaining three guys blow their loads now.
I reached out to both sides of me. I got
"Who's gonna shoot it first?" I asked.
"I am," Wade exclaimed.
"No, I am," Gordy countered.
In seconds, everyone in the room chose a side and started cheering them on.
"Come on Wade, you're the man!" some of them called out.
"Go Gordy go!" the rest of them chanted.
A cacophony of voices grew as each guy spurred on their favorite player. It was like the fans of two different baseball teams in the final innings of a tied game. By hearing their breathing patterns and audible vocalizations, it sounded like it was going to be a close call.
"I'm getting close Nico," Gordy said to me. "Go faster and squeeze me tighter!"
"Here I cum," Wade announced.
My two elder club brothers were both well endowed and sexually well educated. They both knew how to make the most out of a shooting contest. The two of them gave me a cum bath I would not soon forget. When it was all over, everybody gave a round of applause to show their appreciation for a job well done.
I was enjoying the feel of all this love juice that everyone had contributed to my blank page. They had all freely given a considerable part of themselves to create a one of a kind piece of art. But much like a sand castle at the beach, shining ever so brightly and ever so briefly, its life would be fleeting.
"Hey Gordy, do me next," said one of our visitors.
Gordy agreed to teach him how to do it himself and began explaining much the same way he had done with me. I told Gordy I was going to take a quick shower and then go downstairs to get some water since my throat got very dry from all the moaning and heavy breathing. He acknowledged and I went off to begin my shower.
End of Part Three.