The Psychic Seducer / Chapter #12

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"The Psychic Seducer"

By Paul S. Stevens

Chapter #11

Even though it now seemed like my place was here at my brother's side, I needed to go home. I had been gone all day long and I didn't want to lose my privileges by appearing that I was abusing them. I had to go through life as if nothing had changed, and that meant going home to my foster parents, Gloria, and Ted Mason, who needed to remain unaware of today's revelation. I was worried about Xavier slipping up and telling someone about our secret, but I soon realized that I had to watch myself just as closely as I suddenly felt the overwhelming desire to tell Mom and Dad of our earth shattering news and then tell everyone I know.

Then, as I realized that I couldn't tell Mom or Dad, my mind turned to my fantasy group and I imagined telling them all about it. Not only the part about us being brothers, but also that we shared similar psycho-erotic powers. Rudy and Jessie had only begun to guess at it. I wanted to tell them how our psychic connection allowed us to combine our powers into one, enabling us to make the group have the most thrilling orgasms at will. The idea was so titillating that a surge of erotic superiority made me pop a boner and left me feeling sexually aroused knowing that Xavier and I could have such control over their vulnerable and easily manipulated libidos.

Then I realized it was better that they not know either. I didn't want any of my friends to fear us or despise us for our talents, nor did I want them to be asking us for orgasmic favors simply because we could. My mind rested easy knowing Xavier's powers and mine couldn't harm anyone even when we combined them together.

Since I was stuck not being able to tell anyone, my mind drifted to a different subject and I began to revisit the Wuzzle party idea. Even though dolphins and humans were both mammals, they had their differences, which made the whole idea so erotic. In the video, I was able to see the male dolphins extend, and then retract their penises at will. As far as I know, humans can't do that. As two males would approach each other, they would extend their penises at the last second, rub them together for several yards, and then quickly swim away from each other. Then they would retract their penises back into their body cavity, making it look like nothing had transpired at all as their retractable genitalia would disappear from sight. Before they even swam away from their current partner, they would immediately look for another opportunity to Wuzzle with a different cohort, making a beeline to their next encounter.

The idea I had for our group fantasy was to wander about a predetermined area and engage the closest group member. They were to step up in front of each other as closely as possible and hold their cocks at the base with both hands. Then they were to rub their two cocks together controlling them, keeping their hands locked together at the base as they stood face to face with their partner, doing a kind of male cock dance. Each round lasted for about two minutes or so. A signal would trigger a new round and everyone would have to disengage, immediately finding another member to Wuzzle with, repeating the same procedure in the next round. This would result in approximately thirty encounters per hour. Seeing that there were only nine of us in our fantasy group, getting the same partner multiple times was to be expected.

I would, of course, volunteer to be the mediator, signaling the end of each round. The object of the party was to try to make our partner climax within the two minutes allowed, using our penises as our only tool to accomplish that goal. An actual Wuzzle party is very intense and powerful. The dolphin's high energy event is performed at an accelerated pace, resembling a feeding frenzy, and our goal was to try and emulate that same behavior the best we could in the human world.

Anyone reaching their orgasm along the way had to announce that they were cumming so everyone could stop and give them their full attention. I would give the `stop' signal, suspending the game so everyone could freeze in place to intently watch for as long as it takes for that person to shoot their entire load, spewing it at will until they ran totally dry. Then I would give the `go' signal for the rest of us to resume the round. As each person would climax, they were to step out of the game and had to sit-out the remainder of the game, watching the rest of the party proceed. Then, the rest of the group would carry on until all but one member was left.

The last member, who still hadn't cum by the end, was the winner and got to choose the partner of his choice to finish him off, being the focus point for a grand finale. As we all watched that final member bust his nut at the hands of his chosen champion, Xavier and I would allow everyone to feel his dynamic orgasm. The more they cheered, the more Xavier and I would further enhance it into a mega climax, giving everyone a special grand finale treat, especially all those guys who had cum much earlier in the game, building up to that much anticipated grand finale.

I couldn't wait to tell Xavier about my idea and implement it with my fantasy group. I was on fire over it. It was going to be so hot! The excitement I was feeling, gave me a renewed, born-again purpose in life. Since the time that my psychic powers kicked in, right on the day of my fourteenth birthday party earlier this year, I've felt alone and isolated. Even though I was blessed with seven amazing friends, my psychic powers kept me mentally, spiritually, and emotionally separated from them. Xavier has more or less saved me from a lonely and solitary existence.

When I met up with Xavier at school the following day, I told him all about my Wuzzle game and explained the concept and rules I'd invented for it. As I explained it to him, Xavier got very excited and told me that he had some variations to add and ideas to suggest. I thought my concept and rules were perfect the way they were, but I gave him the opportunity to share his ideas anyway. He said that the game may be over too quickly and made an interesting observation.

"I think that all the couples should stay in motion as they Wuzzle and not just stand still and cock fight," he explained. "That's how the dolphins do it. It would add a level of difficulty to the game as two people have a tendency to go off in two different directions. So, not only do they have to try to stay together, they have to work together so their cocks continuously maintain physical contact with one another while they concentrate on making each other cum. I think everyone will have more fun that way. It will add an element of difficulty which should make the whole game more interesting to participate in, as well as observe when it comes time to just watch."

"That is a brilliant idea," I told him. Do you have any other great ideas like that one?"

"Well, yeah," he indicated. "I would change the grand finale a little."

"Is that right?" I sarcastically said.

"Yeah," Xavier continued. "We'll get the finalist, and his champion to make a performance out of their grand finale. We'll place them at the center of the group while everyone else surrounds them. Then, instead of everyone just watching the two finalists get off, we'll get everyone more involved. First, we'll have the group cheer the performers, which will encourage them to get more excited and release a larger amount of psycho-erotic energy. Second, while the audience is watching the performers, we'll have them jerk-off while they're watching, which will release even more psycho-erotic energy into the room. The more that the group becomes horny and jerks off while watching the performers, the more the two groups will begin to play off each other. The combination of the performers being cheered on, along with the audience jacking themselves off, should blow the roof off with super-high-octane psycho-erotic energy, allowing us to build the strongest, most powerful feedback loop yet. Everyone's climax will benefit as our shared influences combine together to make everyone's orgasm detonate like fireworks in the most spectacular way possible. It might be the hottest, most powerful, and most explosive orgasm that any of us have ever experienced."

I was angry at Xavier for showing me up, but I was also proud of his ingenuity and understanding of our mutual psychic abilities. Then, I realized I shouldn't be angry at Xavier at all and I had to stop thinking like a loner and embrace the idea of being a team player with my twin brother. Having lived so many years being mentally, spiritually, and emotionally isolated from the world became a way of life for me and a habit that was going to be nearly impossible to break.

Since Xavier was so enthusiastic about the Wuzzle party idea and had made so many improvements upon it, I decided to make him a full partner of my fantasy group. It was time for me to share the spotlight as well as the responsibilities that I took upon myself as the president of the club as it were. He was already the second most important member of the group anyway, and he was the only one who could psychically join with me to double the strength of the group's orgasms. Making him a full partner would mean that he would have an equal voice in running the group, second only to my own. His duties would include; sharing the obligation of inventing new scenarios, becoming responsible for scheduling future group meetings and coordinating new activities. Running the fantasy group was taking up a lot of my time, and I welcomed the idea of delegating some of the responsibilities to someone I could trust. So, making this move was the logical thing to do.

"That is brilliant, my brother," I said, realizing the treasure I now shared with Xavier. "You are truly one of the best things that ever happened to me."

"You said, `one of the best things'," Xavier questioned. "What was the other thing?"

"My psychic abilities," I stated. "And we even share that between us!"

Xavier shook his head in agreement, knowing that both of the best things to happen to me in my life were related to him.

Before I headed home, I made my fantasy group partnership offer to Xavier. I outlined what his duties and responsibilities would be, and then awaited his decision. He was so excited he gave me a psychic bear hug, which was something I'd never experienced before. We both felt so incredibly good about it that we were almost shedding tears of joy. It turns out that, the fantasy group had become the most important thing that Xavier had recently become associated with that just the thought of being a partner in it, swept him with overwhelming joy. I immediately felt I had done the right thing. I would get the assistance I needed, and the group would benefit from Xavier's enthusiasm, imagination, dedication, not to mention his insatiable longing for psychic group sex.

As I headed home, I realized that I was now going to have to stop thinking of my fantasy group as `mine' and start thinking of it as `ours'. I wondered what Xavier's first task as vice president was going to be. It wasn't long before I got my answer. Soon after I left Xavier's house, he had immediately gotten in contact with Carl and Freddie to organize our Wuzzle party. He set the day and time and even selected the location to hold the event. He was already proving to be a godsend. The only thing was, things had gotten set up for tomorrow afternoon without consulting me. A lot of things had happened this weekend and I felt like too many things were going on at once. Even so, my vow to share my life evenly with Xavier was already being tested. I felt myself tense up, only to realize once again that these things were bound to happen when you share things with others.

Xavier was doing exactly what he was supposed to do. My only objections were in my own head, so I soon forgot all about it and began to appreciate the fact that it had gotten done for me with zero effort on my part. I took the opportunity to put it out of my head and relax as I realized I had been spared the stress and anxiety that I would have gone through if I had tried to do everything myself. I went to bed early so I could be fully rested and at the top of my game for tomorrow's event.

The next morning, I woke feeling energized and excited about attending the party. I was looking forward to being more like one of the members with Xavier now sharing the spotlight. I got showered for the day and hung around in my room naked, anticipating the nine of us hanging out together.

About a half hour before the party, Xavier came to my house to review the rules of the game once more. My foster mom thought nothing of sending Xavier up to my room unannounced as he became more like a member of the family each time he came to visit. He needed to tell me where we were going to meet and had one more idea to run past me before we all met for the party. As Xavier approached my bedroom door, he sent me a psychic message that he was about to come in. Even though I knew he was coming, my heart still skipped a beat as he tuned the knob to come in. Xavier and I almost qualify as nudists these days, yet, getting caught off guard and naked still sent me into a blind panic. The automatic reaction was still so engrained in me that I was going to have to somehow teach myself to be more relaxed when I'm in my `all natural' state.

As Xavier came into my room, he set down his backpack onto my bed.

"What's in there?" I psychically asked Xavier.

"I'm bringing a few things we'll need for the party," Xavier psychically answered.

In order for us to keep our psychic powers fresh for the party, we both switched to `talking mode' to communicate the conventional way.

"I brought my dad's stopwatch and coaches whistle and put them together on a neck chain," Xavier said as he listed the contents of his backpack. "I also brought a small bottle of lube to share with everyone and a roll of toilet paper to use for cleanup."

"Thanks," I said. "I totally forgot about the little things. All those little things that are so essential to have that make an event like this a success. I sure made the right choice in making you my partner!"

Then, we talked about a few last minute details.

The first thing he told me was where the party was going to be held. He had chosen the central quad in the middle of the school grounds. At first, I was a little surprised that he had chosen such a location, but then realized that it was an inspired choice.

The school quad was a perfectly square area where there was more than ample space to hold our party. It was an outdoor, open spaced area surrounded by four buildings that were lined with hundreds of school lockers that were set along a concrete walkway. The center of the quad was landscaped with lush green grass that had been freshly mowed the day before. It had a sidewalk that crisscrossed the lawn like an `X' for quick access in all directions. The area was mostly secluded from the rest of the school and couldn't be seen from the street outside.

Xavier told me that everyone was instructed to park their bikes in the school bike racks and jump the fence at the far side of the school where we would least likely be observed by any inquisitive neighbors. On a Sunday afternoon such as this, we had a ninety-eight percent chance of having total privacy without anyone randomly wondering into the area. There was security cameras set up to protect the area from vandals. Recently, they had a number of lockers broken into. It was no secret that many of the lockers were filled with expensive text books and valuable personal property. Students were encouraged to take their belongings home each night, but that idea was not very practical, so they have since turned the cameras inward to point at the lockers exclusively.

So, as long as we stayed on the grassy area, we would be out of the range of the cameras and avoid leaving any evidence behind that we'd ever been there. Since all the students knew about the cameras, the area remained largely uninhabited during off hours.

Then Xavier told me about his idea on how to run the proceedings. I had just assumed that I was going to run the games as I had always done before as leader of the club. Xavier, however, had a better plan.

"Here's my idea," Xavier explained. "Since there are nine of us, and we need to pair off into groups of two, there will be an odd number of players most of the time. As each player orgasms, that person, whoever it is, will be the one to `mediate' the next round. That way, you'll get to participate in the game like everyone else instead of just watching and timing all the rounds yourself. As we all switch partners, the next odd person will count off the next round until we all get a turn counting off. This way, we could all stay more focused as we keep the momentum of the game going at a quicker, more energetic pace.

Again, I loved Xavier's idea. That would free me up from having to sit out the game and count off round after round while everyone else had all the fun. This looked like it was going to be our best fantasy get-together since the inception of the club itself on that fateful day of my birthday party.

Now that we had covered all the important points, we began on our way to the school campus. I got dressed and ready to go. Since Xavier and I were now co-managers of the club now, we both needed to be on site a little early to psych ourselves up and provide our members with the greatest possible rides of there lives. Xavier grabbed up his backpack, and we hopped on our bikes and headed for school, just like we had done at the beginning of every school day so far this year. I was beginning to understand why some of the guys felt strange. We were heading towards school instead of away from it, which is what we'd be doing at this time of day.

We got to the school and parked our bikes at the bike rack as everyone had been instructed to do. There were already two bikes locked up when we arrived, and I recognized them as belonging to Carl and Freddie. They had beaten us here and were probably already waiting for us at the designated area. I started to feel my adrenaline flow as Xavier and I stealthily hopped the fence at its most secluded spot and away from prying eyes. We quickly made our way to the quad and joined up with Carl and Freddie. As we greeted each other, we noticed that they had already stripped down to their underwear so they could start getting relaxed and comfortable before the party began. Xavier and I followed their example and did the same, laying our clothes next to theirs at the edge of the concrete pathway.

A few minutes later, Michael Kevin Carver joined us. He had begun to strip long before he had arrived at the quad, holding most of his clothes in his hands as he rounded the corner into the secluded area.

"Hi guys!" Michael said in greeting. "It's a fine day for a Wuzzle party!"

He noticed the stacks of clothes and added his articles of clothing he was carrying in his hands, onto the ground next to ours and stripped off the rest of his clothes in two seconds flat. That's when we noticed that Michael had gone commando. Because he was not wearing any underwear, as he shed his shorts, he flashed us his wonderfully fit naked body, grinning widely.

"Happy Wuzzle day, Michael," I answered back.

"Nice!" Xavier commented. "You look delicious! I can't wait to Wuzzle with that magnificent piece of boy cock."

"Thanks, Xavier," Michael said with pride. "This place is great for cutting loose and kicking it naked. We're all alone here guys. Let's all lose the underwear and let it all hang out, if you know what I mean?"

Michael was talking like a hippy from the 1960's. Even so, we understood his enthusiasm and added our underwear to the pile of clothes on the ground. Then, we all stood around, admiring all the `boy toy' eye candy we let `hang out'. One thing I could say about all the guys in our fantasy group, we each had amazingly hot bodies and were sexually endowed with a variety of above average genitalia. I found it very erotic that we all put our above average genitalia to very good use on a very regular basis. I think that was the reason why we were all so hot for one another.

Just then, my little Nicky showed up. As he came around the corner, he took one look at us and, without hesitation, stripped naked. He couldn't get his clothes off fast enough as he sprouted the first boner of the afternoon. Seeing that boners are highly contagious around other naked boys, Nicky had innocently passed around his infectious boner in seconds. In no time at all, the six of us were awkwardly sporting very hot and very hard erections.

As we waited for our last three fantasy members, Rudy, Jessie, and David to arrive, we sat on the cool, dry grass and talked as we settled down.

Even though we would be less likely to get observed here than at the golf course under-crossing where we held our animal spirit fantasy, it was Nicky who felt that the school quad was more uncomfortable as he sat really close to me for protection. He actually felt threatened and more vulnerable here. Michael, on the other hand, thought it might be kind of kinky to do it at school and even fantasized that he was walking naked amongst the hoards of students during school hours. Carl felt weird about doing it at the same place where he associated being with all his teachers, while Freddie seemed unconcerned about it altogether. For him, it was the party that was important, and not where we held it.

I certainly didn't let it concern me. If it was too weird for anyone else, they knew they didn't have to participate in it. It turns out that, the Wuzzle party was too great of an idea to pass it up. They all knew that being in our club had its risks. It was that very risk that gave our parties that certain sense of sensual danger.

Just then, Rudy, Jessie, and David came around the corner together.

"Hey," David whined. "You're all naked already. Did you guys start without us?"

"As a matter of fact, we were just finishing," Xavier falsely boasted.

"No we're not. Xavier is just pulling your leg," I said

"True," Xavier grinned. "But I'm not saying which leg I was pulling!"

"Wow, that was a lame joke, Xavier," I groaned, then addressed the others. "We were just waiting for you guys so we could get started. So, strip out of your clothes, put them in a pile and come sit with us. I have an announcement to make."

Once the three of them stripped and joined us, and I had gained everyone's attention, I began. I told them how I made Xavier my partner in the club. I told them that he would be helping me run the club and I had given him full authority. I explained that I trusted him completely, and with him assisting me, the club was going to benefit from his leadership in a big way. Some of the guys wondered why I hadn't chosen one of them since they all were with me from the beginning and Xavier was actually the newest member of our club. I wanted so desperately to tell them about Xavier and I being newfound brothers, but I managed to smooth things over without breaching my agreement with Xavier.

Then, Xavier and I took turns explaining the rules and concept of the game before we began. I explained which ideas were mine and which were Xavier's. When everyone was up to speed, the group began to realize the value of Xavier's input and influences. When I sensed that everyone was on board with the concept of the game, we were finally ready to officially begin.

Xavier retrieved the stopwatch and coach's whistle on a chain from his backpack as well as the small bottle of I.D. Glide lubricant.

"I'll start everyone off," Xavier announced. "The first person to `cum' will take over for me and I'll relinquish the stopwatch and whistle to that person while I take his place."

Everyone stood up and began stretching and loosely stroking themselves. In a way, they were warming up before the game. In less than a minute, everyone had worked themselves up to a nice hard, rigid boner, psyching themselves up to play the most unusual sex game they'd ever participated in.

Before Xavier or I could say anything more, everyone began to pair off, choosing the mates they wanted to start off with.

"Okay, remember, you can only use your hands to hold onto your own cocks at the base, otherwise, no hands allowed" I reminded everyone. "All stimulation must come from making contact with your partner using each other's cocks exclusively. So, no masturbating or fondling yourselves is allowed."

"Don't forget to keep moving at all times as well," Xavier added. "When you here a single whistle, that means that the round is over. Change partners immediately with the nearest person, and then resume the game. When you're about to orgasm, make an announcement that you're about to blow your load and the mediator will blow the whistle twice. When you hear that, stop what you're doing, and watch your teammate climax."

"If he shoots a good one, give out a nice erotic cheer for a job well done. Then, a single whistle will resume the round," I explained. "All right now. I think everyone is ready. Here we go!"

Xavier blew the whistle once and everyone began to move.

The luck of the draw had me paired up with David on my first round. David and I stood almost face to face as we drew our cocks closer together. We quickly realized that we needed to lean our bodies backwards while extending our hips forward, just to be able to see what we were doing in our lower extremities. As I looked around, some of the other couples were having unique troubles of their own. Little Nicky and Michael Kevin Carver were having a height issue. Michael was much taller than Nicky and their cocks were just an inch or two out of range of each other. It was comical to watch Michael bend his knees to lower his body down to within the range of Nicky's genitalia while Nicky stood on his tippy-toes, straining to make the simplest contact with his super endowed idol.

"Remember to keep moving," Xavier finally said as he gently reminded everyone of the rules.

Everyone was preoccupied, struggling to find a way to make Wuzzling work. It was much more difficult to accomplish than any of us had realized. As I knew would happen, David stepped back when I stepped left. Then he stepped forward as I stepped right. Thankfully, Xavier and I didn't make any rules against talking to each other, so we quickly worked out a traveling routine were we could move together in sync. It seemed almost futile to do this with any measure of successes, and David and I started laughing hysterically at our own inept incompetence, igniting a courtyard full of laughter from all those who were experiencing the same difficulties.

Xavier blew his whistle one time, signaling the end of round one. None of us had much success for our first round. It was kind of embarrassing to admit that we couldn't accomplish the simple task of rubbing our cocks together for the length of a two minute round.

"I have much more respect for dolphins now," I said to no one in particular. "Watching that dolphin Wuzzle party video was very misleading. They make Wuzzling look so easy, and they do it in the water no less!"

Obviously, no one shot their load on the first round as we all switched partners and waited to begin round two.

This time, I got paired up with Freddie. I told Freddie to move clockwise in circles as I went counterclockwise. It was instantly apparent that Freddie had a much better grasp of the Wuzzle concept and making penile contact was much more effortless and a bit more enjoyable. That's when I realized that Wuzzling required mutual teamwork, as well as a certain amount of skill. A talent for dancing was also required to be able to execute several body movements at once. With such a difficult and failed beginning, I had my doubts about the overall success of this Wuzzle idea working out.

Once Freddie and I started to get the hang of things, Xavier ended round two. Before I could search for my next partner, Nicky found me and claimed me for himself.

After watching the trouble Nicky had with Michael in the beginning, I knew he was going to need some special treatment to compensate for his smaller stature. I told Nicky to follow a simplified box step and had him pretend he was dancing with me. Then I outlined it for him. One step back and one step left, then one step forward and one step right. Then repeat. The whistle blew and round three began.

Nicky had a worried look on his face, but soon gained his confidence. I bent my knees a bit, straining at the hips to lower my body to his level. Nicky was a small boy alright, but there was nothing small about his penis. Therefore, I allowed him to do all the rubbing while I concentrated on keeping us bound together. Nicky quickly realized that I was purposely holding my cock still for him, so he brought our cocks, tip to tip. He encircled my cock with his own, stimulating our two cock-heads very erotically together, encircling the corona of our engorged heads. What my little Nicky was doing to me felt so incredibly good, I began to believe that this Wuzzle thing had a real chance of working out after all.

The whistle blew again. Our two minute rounds seemed to be going by more quickly now as we changed partners once again. My little Nicky left my body feeling tingly all over. Another minute or so of Nicky, expertly rubbing our cocks together could have had me spewing my load all over the both of us.

My next partner was Jessie. I was thankful that I didn't have to cower down anymore. By now, my idea of moving around in dance-like formation to stay together had caught on, and everyone was now doing it that way. Xavier signaled round four and I was nearly bowled over when Jessie attacked me with his penis. He was so aggressive with his movements that it was almost like we were in a tournament, and I found myself in a hard and unyielding cock fight with him. Even so, it felt great to have the firm and rigid contact build up the pressure in our balls as it brought out the fighter in both of us. I was getting close to coming as Jessie's fast paced technique pulled me to the edge. I was so involved in the game that I got startled when someone called out.

"I'm cumming," Rudy announced.

Xavier blew his whistle twice to put everyone on pause as we all watched Rudy empty his balls all over Carl and himself.

He continued to rub his cock against Carl's cock as he shot five thick, white ropes of cum across Carl's throbbing cock and balls. I was already close to cumming, and seeing Rudy shoot his load like that almost pushed me over the edge.

Rudy was the first of our fantasy group to cum and we all gave him a round of applause as he pumped himself dry. Since he was now considered done, he dropped out of the game and assumed Xavier's place as mediator.

Hey Rudy," Freddie complemented. "Watching you bust your nut almost made me cum hard!"

"Me too," Michael said. "It was beautiful, man."

"Thanks," Rudy replied, beaming. "Let's keep things moving and start a new round."

Xavier handed his stopwatch and whistle over to Rudy and briefly explained to him how to use the controls on the stopwatch. Then, Xavier prepared to enter the game.

"Let me have some of that lube," Xavier said to Rudy.

Rudy then dispensed some lube onto Xavier's hand. He then spread it evenly over his dry shaft, helping him bone up.

"I forgot that you brought that with you, Xavier," I said. "Let me have some too."

"Me too," Michael said.

The next thing we knew, a line formed behind Michael and I, and Rudy made sure we all got lubed up for the next round. Once everyone was ready, he blew the whistle one time to signal the beginning of round five. As soon as we all found new partners, round five began.

This time, I got paired with Michael. Michael's cock felt nice the second it made contact with mine. It might have been the fact that we were both lubed up real good. The fact is, I'd been waiting to get my turn with Michael, and this was my first time pairing up with this amazing stud. Michael had a way of being firm, yet sensual. He managed to move his cock, back and forth along the length of mine, maintaining even pressure all along our shafts. Instead of getting my cock-head stimulated in circles, or getting it poked and prodded, it was like getting a slow sensual hand job. He was able to use his cock like it was a hand, gently gripping my shaft and stroking me with a slow steady fist. I don't know how he did it, but his mysterious technique took my breath away. Not only was Michael's cock magnificent, he really knew how to use it. He was really turning me on as his cock made love to mine. Just watching his amazing black cock caress mine had me teetering on the edge of explosion. Tingles ran down my cock shaft, then through my balls and finally up my spine. My legs started trembling and I found it difficult to remain standing as he maintained his sensual touch. He turned my legs into noodles and my cock into steal. I found I could hardly stand, let alone dance the Wuzzle step.

At this point in the game, nearly everyone was noticeably moaning as we all got closer to blowing our remaining loads at once. We were consistently getting better at dancing and frotting together as we brought one another to the limit of orgasmic bliss. As we worked our way through each new round, we all learned from our previous partner and then passed along all the best techniques to the next partner as our skills evolved and improved.

"I'm cumming," Jessie exclaimed.

"Me too," gasped Carl.

Carl and Jessie happened to be partnered together as they fed off each other's enthusiastic passions. Rudy, who was now the mediator, blew the whistle twice and pointed at the pair, directing all our eyes to the climaxing couple. We all stopped and watched Carl and Jessie bombard each other with their lusty boy sauce as they continued to rub and stimulate every last drop of liquid sex out of each other's twitching cocks. My own cock was twitching as their erotic visual display raised the level of my horniness to the optimum level I could reach without literally blowing my load. As I looked around, I noticed that everyone else's cockhead seemed to get just as enlarged and shiny as mine had become. It looked like Carl and Jessie's performance had the same effect on everyone else as it did on me as both of their cocks slowly ran dry.

"Oh, God," David trembled. "I'm cumming!"

We all looked at David next as we assumed that, watching Carl and Jessie's performance pushed David over the edge. He was standing perfectly still, holding his hands about a foot away from his cock, afraid that moving a single muscle would trigger his delayed climax. We could all tell that he didn't want to cum this way, trying to hold off his orgasm. He even held his breath, hoping he could deflect the inevitable and continue with everyone else into the next round. We all held our breath right along with David as we waited to see what was going to happen. It seemed like an eternity as David's cock throbbed and dry heaved. After about twenty seconds of tense, motionless waiting, David finally exhaled.

"Never mind," David said in a more relaxed tone, "false alarm!"

We all moaned in disappointment for a moment and then carried on. The last round was almost over anyway, so we unanimously decided to begin a new round. Carl and Jessie decided to share the mediator's responsibilities, so Carl prepared to mediate the next round.

Those of us, who were still in the game, changed partners. Once again, little Nicky saw the opportunity to have me as a partner again and raced to my side.

"Hi, Simon," Nicky grinned. "Will you make me cum in this next round? Please! I'm right on the edge. It won't take much to pop me, I promise."

"Sure little buddy," I winked. "I'd love to pop you, and I'd want you to cum all over my cock. Okay?"

I wasn't too excited about Nicky making circles around my cockhead again, but I was very fond of my little Nicky, so I was willing to do it for him. We stepped closer together, and I adjusted my height until our cocks were perfectly lined up.

Once Carl saw that the remaining couples were ready to begin, he blew the whistle to begin round six.

As the next round started, it wasn't but ten seconds before Michael made David explode, using his amazing expert ability. It was almost too simple.

"I'm cumming," David excitedly squealed. "I'm cumming for real this time."

Carl blew the whistle twice as everyone stopped to witness David's orgasm. Michael stepped back several paces to allow everyone to get a good view of David's spewing volcano. He knew that David's load had been put off earlier and he was going to erupt with exploding force. David moaned and growled as he rapidly stroked his expanding boy toy. Then he unexpectedly stopped and squeezed his cock. We all froze as we anticipated David's cum-blast. His face contorted and turned red as his load built up a massive amount of pressure behind his balls. Like an atom bomb, David's cumload rose with enough critical mass to maintain a chain reaction to detonation. As he launched his first blast, it nailed Michael, dead on, even with him standing several feet away. Everyone applauded and grunted out their complements. After his second blast, David resumed stroking his cock as we all watched him pump out several more ropes of heavy boy cream until his balls dropped down into their sack from being drained dry. We were all getting fidgety as we each began to get dangerously close to blowing our own loads from being surrounded by so much hot action.

David, who had just had the greatest orgasm of his life, slowly drifted down from Nirvana. He joined Rudy, Carl, and Jessie in the mediator's circle feeling warm and content. Since it was so early in the sixth round, Jessie took his turn as mediator and restarted round six.

"I'm really ready now," Nicky whispered to me. "Michael has an awesome cock, and so does Xavier, but I love yours the best. I wish I could suck it right now!"

Nicky's complements made my sperm jump as they tickled the inside of my reproductive tract, awaiting their volatile release.

I took a deep breath as Jessie blew the whistle to re-start round six.

As Nicky and I began the round, Nicky started using some new moves on me that felt so awesome that I had to purposely put on the brakes and concentrate, just to prevent my load from getting away from me and gushing everywhere. Nicky had learned some amazing new tricks from some of the other guys and was trying them out on me. Nicky had brought me so close to cumming that I almost called out my imminent announcement. Just seconds before Nicky pushed me over the edge, he called out.

"I'm cumming. I'm cumming big time," Nicky shrieked as he honored my request and covered my cock and balls with his warm and creamy love nectar.

Jessie was on the ball and blew the whistle twice as everyone stopped and watched my little Nicky cum like an adult superstar. They all cheered my little hero as he made me proud to call him my friend.

My body was tingling from head to toe. Just the sensation of Nicky drenching me with his liquid love gift almost made me toss my load right then and there. It was the third time I had recovered from the edge of loosing it. Now I knew what David was feeling as he recovered from his false alarm. At this point, just breathing was keeping me on the razor sharp edge of cumming. It was a peculiar, yet awesome sensation.

Just as Nicky finished his shoot-off, another member called out.

"I'm cumming," Freddie said with delight.

"Oh, here comes another `False Alarm'," I thought to myself.

Freddie stepped away from Xavier and absolutely spewed his load everywhere. For most of us, just watching our friends bust a nut was so erotic, it kept us perpetually on the edge of cumming throughout the entire game.

We all cheered Freddie next and observed him drain his balls until there was nothing left. Nicky and Freddie both staggered to the mediators circle as they floated back down to earth from the heights of orgasmic bliss.

Nearly everyone had been eliminated. There were only three of us left, Michael, Xavier, and myself. Since that was an odd number that Xavier or I had not anticipated, we decided to do a Wuzzle threesome.

Everyone gathered around the three of us in a circle as we Wuzzled in the middle. We all moved clockwise together as we Wuzzled our three cocks together at once. Nicky got so excited. He had mentioned to me that he admired Michael and Xavier's cock, but thought mine was his favorite. For him, watching his three idols Wuzzle together and use their three awesome mega-cocks to make each other cum was the hottest thing he'd ever seen.

Freddie was the very last party member to cum, so he mediated our last rounds. He blew the whistle once and the round began. Little-by-little, the crowd began to chant our names. It was very erotic and mesmerizing at the same time. Without warning, a psychic connection popped on between Xavier and me. I now sensed how close to the edge that Xavier was as we got psychically locked together. We were able to stabilize each other and hold ourselves on the razor's edge as we balanced our two orgasms into one.

Xavier and I joined forces as we worked together to overwhelm Michael's senses and blow him away by making him lose control and blow his load. I was concentrating my efforts on the right side of Michael's cock and Xavier concentrated his efforts on his left side. Michael was slowly losing his resolve as we bombarded his senses with our sensual assault. Of course, since we were using our cocks to deliver our devastating attack, we were also vulnerable to our own attack.

Michael, realizing we had ganged up on him, pulled his cock up and vigorously swiped his cock over the tops of ours several times, making Xavier and I lose control instead. Since we were still psychically locked together, we both lost control at once and exploded at exactly at the same time together, absolutely dousing Michael's cock and balls with our combined sperm bomb. The crowd's chanting turned to cheering as Xavier and I emptied our balls all over Michael's throbbing cock. Xavier and I both congratulated Michael on his victory. We had left Michael, teetering so precariously on the edge of cumming himself that, when he took his bow of superiority, he carefully and methodically moved away from Xavier and me. Our combined cum-loads were still dripping off of Michael's torso in such a way that he almost blow his load hands-free like so many of his friends had done during the game.

Even though we had just shot our loads in perfect sync, we were still psychically linked to each other as we floated down from our double high. We sat with the rest of the group and allowed Michael to enjoy his victory inside the winner's circle as his body tingled from the aftermath of our encounter.

Once Michael got his fill of attention, he sat down in the center to momentarily cool off. We all rested for a few minutes as we geared up to begin phase two, the finale round of our Wuzzle party. In this round, Michael was to choose his champion to finish him off while Xavier and I psychically passed on his climactic orgasm so his spectators could share in his good fortune.

End of Chapter #11

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