Date: Mon, 19 Jul 2021 22:30:47 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tony Freitas <tfreitas62@yahoo.com>
Subject: 3, 2, 1 Smile - Chapter 18

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3, 2, 1, Smile!



Recap of the end of Chapter 17 – Capturing the Moment

Surprisingly, it was Jake who made eye contact with me first, unknowingly looking
straight past Andrei, who seemed to be in his own little world as well.  It was
only until I made a hand gesture pointing at Andrei, that Jake looked at where I
was directing his attention. Instantly, I knew he had figured out what was going
on as his facial expression just froze. Almost at the same time, Andrei snapped
out of his daze and finally looked up to make eye contact with the man who was
staring at him.

We'd moved to just a few yards behind Andrei when the two of them realized who
they were looking at.  It was Andrei who reacted first.

"Jake? ... JAKE!" he cried out as he ran and threw himself into Jake's arms. It was
followed quickly by Jake calling out Andrei by his first name, and embracing him
in a bear hug, like he was that little boy he'd come to love.


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Chapter 18 – Exposure or Flash


Lucas and I stood there taking in the joy we'd created.  Watching Jake swing Sasha
(Andrei) around in his arms was exactly what Lucas and I had hoped for. It was a scenario
we'd feared wouldn't happen as we had played it out in our heads.  There was always that
chance that in the moment one of them would panic and back away, if not run.  But watching
them hold tight to each other as if they'd finally found that missing piece of their
broken hearts, was more than we ever could have imagined.

I placed my left hand on Lucas' shoulder and squeezed.  It was a small reassuring gesture
that we did the right thing, as the two of us teared up watching the men we loved
reconnect.  Andrei and Jake were still locked in a hug as they too appeared to be crying.
All of us were lost in our own little world, oblivious to the people around.  That is,
everyone except Alex, who was momentarily left in the dark as to what was really going
on, and that confusion was clearly expressed on his face.

"Wow! I can't believe it's really you.  I didn't even think about it, but it makes total
sense that you would be here.  I tried to see you so many times, but mama wouldn't let
me," Andrei said, leaning into another deep hug.

"Well, this is beyond a wonderful surprise Sasha. I can't tell you how long I've dreamt
of seeing you again too," Jake said in-between sniffles.

Jake took a second to look up from Andrei to look at me, as he silently mouthed the
words thank you.  He then broke the hug and spoke directly to Andrei. "I think we have
our mutual friends here to thank for this."

Andrei spun around only to be shocked to see all of us standing there.  He was even more
surprised to notice that, like him, Lucas and I were all teared up.

Looking at Lucas, Andrei in the most innocent of voices asked, "Was this your doing?"

"It was Blake and me.  We hoped you would like it," Lucas said, a large smile on his face.

"But how?  I mean, thank you so much, but, but how?"  Andrei asked, wiping some of his
tears away, as he looked back and forth between Jake, Lucas, and myself.

I took this as my cue to jump in so that Jake and Lucas weren't left saying a bit more
than I wanted Andrei, and Alex for that matter, knowing at this time.

"Lucas and I did a couple of model shoots for Jake a while back.  After that I got hooked
on photography, and Jake allowed me to be his assistant.  During a work session at his
place, I came across an old photo of you with your father and Jake.  Well, one thing led
to another and I figured out who the boy in the photo was.  Small world, right?" I said,
before continuing on.

"Anyway, once I learned that the circumstances of you two being apart were out of either
of your control, Lucas and I decided we had to get you two back together, and here we
are."

There was a pause in the conversation, while it appeared Andrei was trying to work it
all out.  Holding onto Jake with one arm, Andrei turned to Lucas. "Does Jake know about
us?" Andrei asked.

Even though Jake did know of their relationship because I'd told him, Lucas and I knew
we'd have to have proper back stories to avoid diving into details that weren't necessary
at the moment.  It wasn't like we could just come out and say, `oh yeah, the three of us
are all fuck-buddies', could we?

"No.  I've just done a couple shoots with Mr. Hudson.  It was Blake who told me recently
about how you and Jake were connected," Lucas said.

Andrei, smiling, sniffling, turned and looked up at Jake. "Dad, this is my boyfriend,
Lucas," he said, opening his other arm for Lucas to come in and embrace him.  Lucas did
without hesitation, and Andrei, for his part, stepped out of his norm and showed a level
of public personal affection as he kissed Lucas passionately on the lips.

Seriously tearing up now, being clearly touched by Andrei calling him dad, Jake leaned
in and kissed Andrei on the top of the head. "Nice to meet you Lucas," he said chuckling
through his sniffles.

"This is the best surprise ever!" Andrei blurted out.

I so badly wanted to take part in the hugging and kissing, a bit jealous of Lucas' ability
to openly share in on their emotional joy.

I think Jake saw that frustration on my face and took it upon himself to let go of Andrei
and come over and hug me.  It wasn't our typical embrace, as it had to look completely
plutonic, but it worked, nonetheless.

"Thank you, Blake.  What you and Lucas did means the world to me," he said looking back at
Andrei and Lucas still hugging. "Perhaps more than even I realize.  All these emotions are
filling me up with such joy at seeing Sasha again, that I'm kicking myself for letting
his...well, for letting us drift apart," Jake said, diplomatically choosing his word so as
to not directly attack Andrei's mother.

I looked over at Alex, who had now teared up as well. And who wouldn't from hearing and
seeing such an emotional reunion.

"Jake, this is my friend Alex.  Alex, this is my friend Jake," I said formally introducing
my newest friend to my lover.  Jake shook Alex's hand, just as Andrei took me into a huge
hug, thanking me for arranging this.

While the exhibit was just an excuse to get Jake and Andrei together, it was still a cool
place to be at.  Alex, Lucas, and I chose to walk a few feet behind, leaving Jake and
Andrei space to catch up on time missed as we headed back inside.  Even from a few feet
behind, you could still see a glow of happiness being exuded from the two of them.
Often, I'd catch Jake with his hands on Andrei, rubbing on his shoulders, or a hand in
the middle of Andrei's back, the nature of contact similar to what you'd see of a loving
father with his son. It was emotionally touching to say the least.  I knew Jake was
happier than ever, as he'd often look back to see where I was and smile lovingly at me.

I did my best to pretend I was leaving Jake and Andrei alone, while I tried to focus on
Alex and the exhibit.  Over the next few hours, I filled Alex in on the whole story
between Jake and Andrei, while trying to leave out any details I really shouldn't know
about if I were to have a normal working relationship with Jake.

I chuckled a couple times when Alex marveled at the revelation that Jake was gay.  I
laughed out loud when he asked me how I can work with man like that and not have a huge
crush on him. I gave him the socially acceptable answer of the age gap making it
impossible to even think about being with Jake.

I could understand where Alex's questions were coming from.  Jake always looked amazing,
but today he looked even more so.  Perhaps it was just me and the rush of emotions of
the day, but there was also a good chance it was the tight-fitting outfit he was wearing.
Jake wore his black leather jacket, dark blue jeans, and black boots, suggesting he'd
rode his Harley to the event.  From the back, the cut of his jeans made his strong legs
and tight ass pop, and any gay and curious man take notice.

"But I mean come on, you've at least had some fantasies about him, right?"  Alex asked out
of ear shot from Lucas.

"Yeah, he's been in a few of my jerk-off sessions," I said giggling.

"I bet.  He looks like someone who'd have a huge dick," Alex stated while burning a hole
into Jake's body with his eyes.

"I didn't realize you were a size queen," I said, laughing.

"Be honest, who isn't?"  he said, subconsciously licking his lips.

Alex's statement brought me back to Xavier's cock, and how it felt entering me. I
shuddered thinking about the stinging sensation of `popper' spreading me open. However,
that memory was quickly replaced by the one of immense pleasure from Xavier's thick
mushroom head massaging my prostate over and over again.  Looking at Alex, knowing he was
still a virgin, I imagined him thrashing around as Xavier took his cherry.

"What?" Alex asked defensively.

"Nothing. I'm just wondering if you even like girls at all?"  I said, as we both had a
good laugh.

Multiple times during our viewing of the gallery someone would recognize Jake and would
strike up a conversation.  On occasion, Jake would call Andrei and I over, where he'd
introduce Andrei as his son and me as his young protégé.  And each time it was clear,
the affection Jake showed to us made Andrei and I blush with pride.

Around 3pm, having seen about everything there was to see, we decided to head out.  Being
a photography exhibit there were several booths that offered up instant photo
opportunities. Jake was feeling pretty generous and bought several photos for all of us.
The first photo was a group photo, followed by a photo of him and Andrei, then just the
four of us boys, and then one of just Jake and me.

Every once in a while, as we were making our way through the different booths, I would see
Andrei shoot me a questioning look.  I wasn't exactly sure why, until I saw him shoot me
a skeptical look during the last photo.  It was then that I knew he was trying to figure
out Jake and my true relationship.  Thankfully, it wasn't enough to bring Andrei down from
his high of reconnecting with Jake.

It wasn't planned, but it just felt right to keep the day going by heading over to a
nearby Chili's for an early dinner.  Andrei was like a kid who'd just met his idol, as
he talked non-stop all the way to the restaurant.  After stuffing ourselves on appetizers
and burgers, we called it a day.

Jake and Andrei hugged for a good while in the parking lot before breaking to exchange
numbers.  They both promised to call each other as soon as possible, so they could plan
another get together.  Having said all our goodbyes to Jake, he jumped on his Harley
and sped off, while the four of us piled back into Andrei's car and headed over to
Diego's.

By all accounts the day had been a resounding success, and everyone seemed amped to keep
the good vibes going.  Even Mike noticed Andrei's perma-grin when he opened the door to
let us in. It was a happy attitude that Andrei was more than pleased to fill him and
Diego in on from the events of the day.

Afterward, Diego gave a quick tour of his house to those who hadn't been there before.
Being that I had, Mike and I made our way to the garage.  Diego's father, Mr. Sanchez,
or Jerry as he had us call him, had set up a pretty nice man-cave.  Being in construction,
he'd built a wall across the first third of the garage to isolate his work bench, water
heater, and the washer and dryer. Once past the door in the dividing wall, you entered
his sanctuary as Jerry liked to call it.

Jerry had drywalled all of the walls, leaving them unfinished. The room still screamed of
color though, as he'd decorated the unfinished walls with posters of his favorite soccer
teams, Chivas of Mexico, and the Seattle Sounders.  Sitting almost center of the room was
a collection of heavily worn furniture: two brown leather couches, and one La-Z-Boy
recliner, that Jerry had deemed his throne.  The three pieces of furniture were arranged
in a L-shape, with the recliner separating the two couches. Sitting in front of the
smaller of the two couches was a sketchy looking wood coffee table, covered by hundreds
of circular water marks.  Only a large filthy throw rug on the floor protected your feet
from the cold concrete.

The room's prize feature was suspended in the corner; directly across from the Jerry's
throne, a 75" flat screen tv.

Along the wall behind one of the couches was an old fridge, stocked with Jerry's favorite
beverages: Modelo Especial beer, cans of Ice-T, bottled water, and a handful of one-offs,
more than likely brought over by his guests.  Next to the fridge was a custom-built bar
made by Jerry and his three sons, Diego being the baby of the group.  The bar top was
polished concrete, which sat on two old kitchen cabinets that they'd saved from a
kitchen demo and refinished.  Those cabinets were stocked with a variety of hard liquor
and were almost always locked.  The finishing touch to the room was the surround
sound speakers, that worked off Wi-Fi and Bluetooth.

As soon as Mike and I had entered the room, we discarded our shoes, grabbed a beer, and
crashed, each on a separate couch.

"Dude, where's Josh?" I asked, throwing my feet up on the dingy coffee table.  Josh was
the last of our group of friends, and based on the Wednesday lunchtime conversation he
was coming to Diego's like the rest of us.

"Kerry found out about our little get together, and apparently clamped down on Josh's tiny
nuts.  She gave some bullshit about needing him to go shopping with her on Black Friday.
Anyway, he called a little while ago saying he just made it back home after shopping with
her for almost ten hours, and that he was too tired to come over.  I seriously don't know
what he sees in her, I mean she has to outweigh him by like a hundo. Fuck, I think he said
they'd yet to get past second base," Mike said as he took a long swig of his beer.

"That sucks for him," I said, with regards to both having to go shopping and his lack of
action.

Even though Josh and Alex were originally Lucas' friends, because Mike lived next to Lucas,
he'd hung out with Alex and Josh more than the rest of us.  And apparently, Josh confided
in him things he'd not mentioned during our lunchtime chats.  While we never openly talked
about our sexual preferences at the table, it was pretty clear which way most of us leaned.
That is everyone but Alex, he kept his preference pretty close to his chest, and only Lucas
and I really knew how he felt.

Josh made it clear he enjoyed the company of girls, and he had recently started dating a
girl named Kerry.  And while no one at the table had the heart to joke about it in front
of him, we all chuckled at the thought of them together behind Josh's back.  Josh was the
smallest of us at the table, and barely topped a hundred pounds at fourteen years old.
While Kerry was closer to two hundred pounds, with most of it in her ass.

"Get your stinky-ass feet off the furniture Freshie," Diego said as the rest of the group
entered the room.

"Oh, I'm sorry, are my socks knocking the vintage dirt off your family heirloom coffee
table," I retorted, as everyone laughed at our banter.

Diego threw a beer to everyone who didn't already have one, as the group all got cozy.
Diego flopped down in the throne; the honor given to him for it being his place.  Alex
dropped down next to me on the small couch, while Lucas and Andrei took the opposite
end of the larger couch away from Mike.

Grabbing the remote Diego held it up. "So, what will it be, boys in speedos, or boys in
singlets?" he asked.

As the majority of the group were on the aquatic's teams, Diego shouldn't have been
surprised when he got a chorused response of, "Speedo!"

"Fine.  But soon afterwards we're watching a real sport," Diego declared, before speaking
into the remote, and pulling up swimming events.  The group settled on re-runs of the
Olympic swimming trials from Rio.

"How did you get into wrestling anyway?  Isn't your whole family into soccer?  Like,
didn't your older brother play for the UCLA's college soccer team or something like
that?" I asked.

"Yeah, my older brothers both play soccer.  I tried it too when I was younger, it just
didn't suit me.  It was too slow for me.  I needed something with more action. So, my
dad signed me up for the rec league wrestling team and I just fell in love with it."

"Hmmm, I wonder why?  Could it possibly have something to do with all that rolling
around with sweaty boys? Just saying," Lucas hypothesized while winking at Diego.

"Whatever speedo boy," Diego shot back, as everyone laughed.

"I think both sports are great to watch," Alex said in a cheerful voice that seemed out
of place for the sarcastic banter we were all having.  His comment got everyone in the
room laughing hysterically, so much so, Alex got a bit offended.

"What's so funny?  I like both sports."

"I bet you do Picasso," Diego said, as we all continued to laugh at Alex's expense.

Diego loved giving nicknames to everyone he considered a friend.  Almost always the
nickname only made sense to Diego, and almost always the person being called the
nickname hated it. We all agreed it was why Diego did it, since he didn't call us by
these names all the time, only when he was giving us shit.  Unfortunately for me,
that seemed to be quite a bit.

Alex was Picasso, because he was into art; Lucas was Speedo Boy because he was always
dancing around in one; Andrei was Ruski, for being Russian; Josh was Casper, like the
ghost, because he was small and pale white; Mike was Zilla, shortened for Godzilla
because Mike was tall and Japanese, which we'd tried on multiple occasions to let
Diego know was highly offensive.  Of course, I was known as Freshie, well, because
I'm a freshman.  Stupid right?

 "Oh, so because I'm into art and don't play sports, I don't get a say in what sports we
watch?" Alex said a bit defensively.

"Don't get your panties in a bunch Picasso.  I'm just giving you shit because you don't
like to physically break a sweat like the rest of us," Diego said, casually sipping his
beer.

I think Alex completely mistook Diego's response as an attack on his virginity, which
it wasn't, and responded out of emotion before really thinking about what he was about
to say to a room full of horny gay boys.

"I like to get physical too!"

The minute the words left his mouth, you could see the poor boys' cheeks flush a crimson
red, as everyone in the room, Alex included, started cracking up laughing.

As the laughter died down, Diego asked what many had questioned. "So, what is your
story?" Diego asked in a more serious tone.

With that the room went quiet, as everyone turned their attention to Alex, awaiting
his response.

"What do you mean, what's my story?"

"Well, it clearly sounds like you enjoy watching `boy sports', but I've never really
heard you talk about a boyfriend or even a girlfriend for that matter. I'm just
curious which team do you play for? I mean obviously this room doesn't care if you
prefer wieners over tacos, as we're all a bunch of pole smokers, but you're kind
of an enigma," Diego said, putting his bare feet up on the dirty coffee table, as
if his question was just everyday dialogue, like how's the weather today.

The rest of us knew there was a lot more weight to his question than he was making
out.

Alex took a long sip of his beer before responding. "Honestly, I don't know.  I mean I'm
kind of interested in both wieners and tacos, as you put it.  But I guess if you're going
to press me about the issue, right now I seem to be more focused on wieners," Alex said,
looking directly at me as he said it.  A look that everyone caught.

"OH!, You want some of Freshie's wiener?  Well let me tell you, it's his buns that are
to die for," Diego said, grinning from ear to ear.

Without missing a beat, Mike jumped in. "And how would you know?"  he asked accusingly.
Diego and I knew he was faking ignorance about our past history, because I was in the
Jeep when Diego told him all about the photo shoot and our time in the shower.
Obviously, for Jake's sake, Diego left him out of the story.

Diego played along though and scoffed before replying. "Why, you jealous Zilla?  It's not
like it's a secret that Freshie has the best bubble butt at our school.  Hell, I know
skinny ass girls on one of those stupid low-carb plans, that would break their diets
just to eat those buns!"

All of this talk about my `weiner' and `buns', had me redder than a ripe tomato.  All I
could do was sit there shyly grinning at Alex, who was still looking at me.

Of course, Diego's' last comment got another round of laughter from everyone in the room.
Everyone but me, who was now beet red, and kind of wondering if he was serious about my
ass being the best at school.  I mean no one in the room was telling him he was full of
shit, so damn, perhaps they all felt that way.

"It's probably why my dad thought Blake would make such a good model," Andrei chimed in.

Taking my eyes off Alex, I glanced over at Andrei to try and get a read on him.  I wasn't
sure if I was just hypersensitive about my relationship with Jake or what, but it sure
seemed like Andrei was digging for something with his comment.

"Well, I don't know about that.  I think it was just a happy happenstance that we crossed
paths, and that Mr. Hudson was such a nice guy to show me all about photography," I said,
trying to put some distance between Jake and my relationship.

At this point, Lucas was pretty much sitting in Andrei's lap. I shifted my gaze between
the two of them.  Andrei's eyes seemed to be pondering what I'd just said.   Lucas on
the other hand, well, his eyes looked huge, pretty much confirming what I had suspected,
Andrei was searching for something.  Diego and Mike snickering after I referred to Jake
as Mr. Hudson wasn't helping me convince Andrei that there was nothing but a strictly
working relationship between me and his stepdad.

"Yeah, shit that's so cool that you reconnected with your stepdad again.  It's crazy too,
I mean what are the chances that almost all of us have worked with him?"  Mike said,
breaking the short moment of silence.

"Right?  That is crazy. Almost everyone in here knows Jake.  Heck, I didn't even know
Blake was into photography before today.  It's just nuts, that one of my friends would
be so close to a man I called dad, and I didn't even know it!" Andrei exclaimed, pausing
for effect, and clearly watching me intently to see my reaction.

"Hey, let's get this party started," Diego announced, bounding up from his chair. His
move drew the attention of the whole room, and I was beyond thankful to him for doing
it when he did.

Walking behind the bar, Diego reached into his pocket and pulled out a key, holding it
up for all of us to see.

"Holy shit!  Is that what I think it is?"  I asked.

"It sure the fuck is Freshie.  The key to my dad's liquor cabinet," he said, bending down
to unlock the pad lock that was securing the doors.

Diego stood back up, setting a bottle of tequila and a bong on the bar top. "What's your
poison boys?"

"Both! Please and Thank You!" Lucas said, jumping from Andrei's lap.

Being the resident pot smoker, I was more than happy to load the bong with weed I just
happened to have in my pocket, while Diego and Mike poured out shots for all of us.

"To good friends, Andrei and his stepdad, Alex's honesty, Lucas' courageousness, Blake's
passion, and my love's love," Diego toasted, while holding up his shot glass, and looking
straight into Mike's eyes as he finished.

"Salute!" I said, holding the 1 ounce shot of golden liquid out along with everyone else.

Alex offered up a "Cheer's,"

"Za Zdarovje," Came Andrei in Russian.

"Here's to finding that special wiener," Lucas said, which got all of us shaking our
heads and rolling our eyes, before we all tossed the shots back.

"Shit, huuhhh, that's smooooth," Alex choked out, just before coughing and wiping the
little bit of Jose Cuervo that dripped from the side of his mouth.  A clear indicator
that he was a newbie to hard alcohol.

"We're going to make a man of you tonight Picasso!" Diego declared, followed by, "one
more round!" with him dolling out another helping of fire water, whether we wanted it
or not.

I slammed my shot glass down from the first shot, and quickly took a long hit off the
bong before passing it to Lucas.  I gave only a slight cough as I released the burning
air from my chest, only to be greeted by another round of shots and toasts.

One hour later, and everyone was feeling good, as the group had gone three rounds of
tequila, one round of Jägermeister, and a couple of rounds of the bong for Mike, Diego,
Lucas and me.

Lucas and Andrei were heavily making out on the leather couch, while Mike and Diego
sat on barstools chatting at the bar.  Alex and I were on our designated couch where
we began the evening, only this time he was leaning against me, with my arm draped
over his shoulders.

"So, Jake's cool," Alex said, almost out of nowhere, clearly feeling the effects of
the liquor.

"Yeah, Jake's the coolest." I replied.

"It sure seemed like he was really happy with you today, you know for getting him and
Andrei back together," Alex said, a little slow at forming complete thoughts.

"What do you mean?" I asked, slightly buzzed myself, but still on edge with keeping my
relationship a secrete.

"What do I mean? What do I mean?" Alex repeated, as if at first questioning me, then
himself, before continuing on, once it occurred to him what he meant.

"I guess, I mean you'd have to be blind not to notice every time Jake looked at you,
and the way he sure lit up," Alex said, as his eyes focused on the liquid swirling
around in his beer bottle.

"I'm sure it was just him being happy to see Andrei again," I said pushing the topic
away from me.

"Well yeah, sure, but he clearly likes you.  Obviously, he's gay and well your gay..."
Alex's comments were often broken, as he appeared to jump to other subjects before
completing full thoughts.    "Geez, I wonder if he knows you're dating an older guy?
I bet he'd be thrilled to try your buns, especially if he knew you liked your wieners
older," he said, chuckling at his little joke, that he'd poached from Diego.

I decided not to respond to Alex, as I really wasn't sure what to say to any of it.  But,
as I sat there sipping my own beer, my attention drifted over to Andrei and Lucas, only
to see Andrei looking directly at me. Lucas didn't catch any of this exchange, because
in the moment he was planting kisses all over Andrei's neck.

"Hey Picasso, I dare you to go one round with me on the mat! What do you say?  Let's
find out if you're ready to get physical or not?"  Diego announced as he jumped off
of his barstool.

His booming voice and sudden movement woke everyone up.  And if I'm being honest it
scared me a bit, as my brain was in another room working out all of the scenarios if
Andrei figured out Jake and I were together.

Looking up at me, my arm still around his shoulder, Alex whispered, "Is he serious?"

I was slow to answer his question as I watched Diego walk over and unceremoniously
push my legs off the coffee table, so he could pick it up and move it out of the way.

"Looks like it," I whispered back.

While Mike was busy laying out a couple blankets as makeshift wrestling mats, Diego
removed the grey Hollister hoodie he'd been wearing, leaving him in a white tank top
undershirt and his grey camo cargo shorts.

"Come on Picasso, let's see what you got," Diego said, grabbing Alex by the arm and
pulling him to his feet.

Once on his feet, Alex seemed resigned to his fate. Taking off his vest coat, he threw
it at me in fake frustration. A playful gesture suggesting that if I wasn't going to
get him out of this, then the least I can do was hold his jacket.

"Don't worry, I'll go easy on you Picasso. I mean you're still going to be my bitch!"
Diego said taking a wrestler's stance.

"Let's do this Maradona," Alex said, smacking his chest, as he stumbled a bit with
his balance.

Maradona was the group's nickname for Diego.  He hated it. It was derived from the
similarities between him the world-famous soccer player Diego Maradona. Being as they
were both short, stalky, Hispanic men with the same first name.  But, in truth, it
was just payback for all the silly nicknames he called us.

"I hope you're ready Picasso?  You're about to get your first lesson in going down."

Before Alex could respond to Diego's stupid pun, Diego quickly shot in for a single
leg take down.  Alex didn't even know what hit him.  Within seconds he was on his
belly with Diego riding his back.  There was no surprise there, as everyone in the
room knew none of us were good enough to beat Diego in a wrestling match, especially
not Alex.

And while he gave it his best, at no time did Diego look worried.  After about five
minutes, you could see Alex pretty much tap out, from pure exhaustion.

"Not bad Picasso, not bad at all," Diego said, as he slapped him on the butt before
he got off of him.

"Fuck you're strong," Alex responded, positioning himself so his back was against the
couch we'd been sitting on, his knees to his chest as he tried to catch his breath.

"Good try dude," I said, fist bumping him, while handing Alex his beer.

"Okay, huh, my turn," Alex said looking at Diego.

"What, you're ready for another round?" Diego asked confused.

"Fuck No!  But you got your chance to dare me to do something, now it's my turn,"
Alex replied matter-of-factly.

By now Diego had made it back to the bar and was pouring what looked like another round
of shots for everyone.  "Hmm, I see your logic in that.  Alex wants to play some
truth-or-dare, you guy's cool with that?" Diego asked as he handed out shots of whiskey
to everyone.

"Just regular truth-or-dare, like what a bunch of girls would play?" Lucas asked, his
tone insinuating the idea was boring, and that we could do better.

"What were you thinking?" Mike asked.

Lucas looked around the room briefly and then to Diego. "Got any dice?"

"Yeah, I think so. Give me a second," Diego said, before running into the house.
Shortly afterward, he returned with a sandwich baggy full of dice.

"Perfect!" Lucas said, grabbing the bag.  He reached in and grabbed two dice, one red,
and one white.  Then he grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil.

"First let's start by giving each of us a number.  Diego you're one, Mike you're two,
Blake is three, Alex four, Andrei is five, and I'll be six.  Everyone good with that?"
Lucas asked, as he wrote it down.

Although we were all sitting on nice buzz, nothing Lucas had said so far was beyond
anyone's grasp, which was clear by a group confirmation that he could continue.

"Alright, here's the rules.  Whoever's turn it is will roll both dice at the same time.
The first dice, let's say the white one, represents one of us.  Now the red one,
represents a category.  There are six categories, the first being truth and the second
being dare.  The next four we need to come up with, and they should be non-specific like
the other two.  Now, where this game is different is that only the person rolling the dice
gets to choose, and the person whose number comes up has to do it," Lucas said with a
cheeky grin.

Since everyone seemed open and excited about the game as Lucas described, I asked the next
obvious question. "So, what are the other four categories?"

It was clear Lucas was making this game up on the fly. Even though my question wasn't
directed at anyone specifically, since it was his idea, it seemed he felt compelled to
be the one to trying to explain it. "Well, they can be whatever we want.  Like one
category could be, `removing an article of clothing, or something, where the person
who rolled the dice gets to choose which article comes off."

"Okay, but what happens if you roll your own number?" Alex asked.

"I guess just roll again." Lucas said

"Nah, fuck that.  If you're lucky enough to roll your own number, then you get to
designate everyone in the group," Diego called out, somewhat imposing his will on
Lucas' game.

"Nice," Mike said, supporting his boyfriend.

Alex seemed a bit apprehensive about the game, but like a good trooper, he pressed on.
"Okay, I guess now we just need to come up with four more categories," he said.

"Kissing.  If you land on kissing, it has to be involved in your task," Andrei said.

"Good one babe," Lucas agreed, followed by him re-pitching his earlier idea.  "Well,
I really like the idea of making a person strip."

"Sure, but let's keep this game interesting, and make it the full monty.  I mean,
it's not like I'm gonna ask Freshie to take off just his socks, right?" Diego said,
once again hijacking Lucas' idea.

"Fine by me," Lucas snapped back.

"Of course you'd say that Speedo Boy.  For a second, I forgot who I was talking to,"
Diego said, as we all chuckled.

Without waiting for a final vote on stripping, Mike unceremoniously blurted out his
idea. "Sexual," which got a raised eyebrow from everyone, and when no one stopped him
or questioned it, he went on to explain. "In this category, you can make the person
whose number comes up have to sexually please, either themselves of someone else for
a few minutes, anyway you choose."

Mike's category had everyone intrigued, but also a bit concerned.  It was so vague,
that a person could find themselves being asked anything from having to jerk off in
front of the group, all the way to riding a cock, depending how devious the person
whose turn it was felt.  This category was definitely pushing the limits, and I
Lucas was the first to say so.

"Hmm, I'm not against it, but everyone has to be okay with it if we're going to add it
in. I don't want what's supposed to be a fun game turning into someone feeling peer
pressured into doing something they're not comfortable doing," Lucas said, looking
mostly at Andrei, but then at everyone else as well.

"Agreed.  Obviously, our friendships come first, and that holds true for everything we
do tonight.  But, if we can leave our romantic feelings out of this, then it's just a
little adult game played between six sexy ass boys, right?  So, if we remove that concern,
and I'm sure we've all either been tested or not had enough partners to worry about it,
which means I think we can make it work, right?" Diego asked.

"But if you're not cool with something you can say no, or stop at any time, and no one
will give you shit for it," I added, looking at Alex, trying to make sure he felt okay
with all this.

After my unwanted affair with Mr. Haney, I was worried that I'd been with too many
partners in which I'd participated in unprotected sex. And while I still kept most
of my sexual life private, I did ask Diego how to go about getting tested.  Thankfully
he was able to show me where there was a discrete and private clinic that took in
young teens without too many questions. I'd just gotten my clean results back the day
I gave Alex the private modeling show in his room. That's how Diego knew I'd been
tested, and how Alex knew as well, because I'd already told him that night, when we
discussed being friends with benefits.

"Sounds fun," Alex said, giving me a cheeky smile.

"Sweet! So, now we just need one more category, any thoughts??" Diego asked as all
jazzed up that we had all chosen to play along with the sexual category.

"Fetish!" I called out as soon as the idea entered my brain.  "The challenge has to
be something people would consider a fetish.  Since we're taking this game to the
dark side," I reasoned

"Like what Freshie, toe sucking?" Diego asked sarcastically.

"Yes, exactly." I confirmed.

"Oh," Diego responded a little surprised.

And there it was, we had our game. Diego (1), Mike (2), Blake (3), Alex (4), Andrei (5),
and Lucas (6) on the white dice.  And Truth (1), Dare (2), Kissing (3), Stripping (4),
Sexual (5), and Fetish (6), on the red dice, as Lucas finished writing it down on his
piece of paper.

With one more round of shots, which killed the last of the bottle of tequila, we took our
spots around the bar.  We all agreed Alex would be the one to start us off, and then we'd
go clockwise from there, which went Alex, myself, Lucas, Andrei, Mike, and then Diego.

Before we got started, Diego turned on a Pandora station, so there would be background
music as we played.  With the adult nature of these challenges, we all watched in
heightened anticipation as Alex held up his closed fist and let the dice fly.

Once the bones had settled, the first roll of the game had designated Lucas and kissing.

"Um, okay, um, okay I got it.  I want you to kiss, um Mike's bare ass," Alex said.

Acting almost disappointed, Lucas jumped off of his barstool. "Easy Peasy," he said,
before turning toward Mike, waiting for him to present his bare ass to him for the
kissing.  While Mike didn't seem thrilled, the challenge was a perfect start to the
game, and after Lucas had planted a wet sounding kiss on Mike's right butt cheek, we
all laughed and relaxed a bit.

 I was next to roll and got Diego and fetish.  "Hmmmm, ah yes, I know.  I'd like you to go
put on the sexiest pair of panties and bra you can find of your mom's, and then come back
and show us."

"Ah, fuck you Freshie," Diego said shaking his head, upset but still laughing.

"Do you mind if we keep playing while you're getting all dolled up?" Lucas asked.

"Whatever," Diego said begrudgingly, as he headed back into the house.

Alex and truth are what Lucas got on his turn. "Tell us, if you had to have sex with a
teacher at school, who would it be, and who's on top?" Lucas asked.

"Wow!  First, I have to say that's nasty, but if I have to answer that, I'd say Mr.
Donald," Alex said.

"Mr. Donald? The AP English teacher?  The same Mr. Donald who's like in his late forties,
with a beard and dad's bod?"  Mike asked, in somewhat disgust and surprise.

Before Alex could even respond, Lucas forced him to finish the challenge, "And who's
on top?"

Biting his lip, Alex blushed, letting us all know what he was about to say. "He is."

"Seriously?" Andrei said, cringing at the idea.

"What? Have you seen the bulge in his corduroy pants, the thing looks like a snake," Alex
said in an effort to defend his decision.

Apparently, the older boys couldn't see the attraction to him, while Lucas and I didn't
see any issue with Alex's answer.

Andrei had just picked up the dice, when Mike let out with a loud cat whistle, "WHewOOO,
whOOooo!"

We all turned to see Diego re-enter the room carrying his clothes, while sporting a pair
of black laced boy short panties and a strapless black bra.

"Awesome!" Lucas stated, followed by, "Do a turn."

We all hooted and hollered, as Diego set his clothes down and spun around.  His thick
light brown thighs and buttocks, stretching the delicate fabric to its extremes.  His
package was on full display, and a couple of us suggested he was chubbing up a bit, and
that we may have found his new passion.

"Perhaps we should call him Maria, instead of Maradona," I offered.

"Fuck off!  I've done the challenge, now I'm changing back," came the response of a
clearly embarrassed Diego.

I completely missed Andrei's roll as I watched Diego removing his mom's panties in the
corner of the room. I observed him slide them off without concern for those who could
be peeping on his naked body, before stepping into his cargo shorts sans underwear,
clearly choosing to go commando for the rest of the game.  While my mind was on Diego's
thick backside, I faintly heard the sound of gasping, drawing my attention back to the
game.

"Oh Damn!" Alex's said, as I glanced down at the dice.

 Seeing that Andrei's roll had resulted in me, and dare, I looked up to see Andrei
with the dirtiest of grins, and Lucas with big eyes, as he covered his mouth with his
hand in shock. "I missed it, what did you want me to do?" I asked.

Unable to contain himself, Alex spoke up. "Andrei wants you to go over to the dirty
laundry hampers and find a pair of Mr. Sanchez's underwear, and suck on the crotch
section for three minutes."

Everyone, except Andrei and Diego, were making gagging faces at the idea of it.  Those
two seemed quite pleased at the idea of my upcoming suffering.

"Fuck!" I said, taking a big swig of my beer.  Accepting my fate, I jumped off my bar
stool and headed over to the hampers, which were on the other side of the dividing wall.
I would have loved to have told them that the hamper was empty and there was nothing
for me to suck on. However, sitting right under a couple of dirty towels was a pair of
old fruit of the loom tighty whities, that based on their size could only have been
Jerry's.  While I was still out of sight from the other boys, I stuck my nose into the
yellow stained crotch and took a whiff of the garment. I quickly learned just how ripe
the garment was with the smell of old man ball sweat.  I'll be honest, it made me gag a
little.  I tried to find something cleaner, but only came across one other pair in the
hamper, and somehow, they looked worse.  I returned back to the group, holding up the
dirty trophy of my efforts.

Again, with more cheering and looks of disgust from the gallery, I held the underwear up
and balled up the area that was the crotch section in my hand.  I was determined to get
this over with, especially before the groups trash talking made me chicken out. With a
deep breath of clean air, I quickly stuck the soiled garment in my mouth, as I urgently
pointed at Lucas to start the timer.

Immediately my taste buds took in the sour bitter taste of what I could only imagine was
old man piss.  As expected, there was also a definite salty tang to the fabric, which I
could only assume was from Jerry's ball sweat.  The pungent mix of dirt and sweat that
I'd smelled earlier from my initial whiff test, flooded my nostrils, adding to the misery
of this challenge.  But it was the unexpected, yet somewhat familiar smell of Jerry's
cologne, that had me wondering if he spritzed his crotch with the stuff as well.

"Wow, now who's the perv Freshie?  Are you chubbing up with a pair of my dad's dingy ball
huggers in your mouth?" It was Diego's turn to return the friendly poking, while I
struggled not to swallow the rancid spit pooling around my cheeks.  Now that Diego had
put that little nugget into my head, the only thing I could think about was that I was
tasting the flavoring of Jerry's cock.  Which to my horror was actually making me chub
a little.

"Time!" Lucas called.

I quickly pulled the nasty underwear from my mouth as I doubled over, to spit out the
large amount of saliva that had collected.  Bending over also gave me a second to get
my prick to relax, while keeping its current state out of sight from the others.  I even
threw in a few fake gags, to give myself a little more time.  There was nothing pleasant
about that challenge, but at the same time it wasn't the worse thing I'd ever experienced.
And after a couple swigs of beer, I was back in the game.

As the dice came to a stop, Mike had a wicked look on his face, when he took in the
combination it had created, Andrei and dare.

"Alright Andrei, this is kind of your doing.  But I want you to repeat the challenge you
just had Blake do, only you need to use the same pair of underwear Blake did." With this
the room exploded in a chorus of ewh's an oh's.

I jumped on the bandwagon of the challenge, as I was more than happy to add some additional
angst to it, seeing as it only seemed fair. "Yeah, come on big boy, I'm pretty sure I left
all of Jerry's pubic hairs on those briefs, just for you."

Andrei was clearly displeased with how his disgusting idea had come back to bite him. But
like a good sport he performed the challenge regardless, which drew praise from me as I
knew only too well how nasty this challenge was.

Diego took his turn while there was still a minute on the clock for Andrei.

"Holy shit this is perfect!" Diego cheered as he gazed upon the dice, and a combination
of Mike and kissing.

Without even hearing the challenge, the grimace on Mike's face seemed to suggest he knew
what was coming.

"Okay Mike, I want you to French kiss Andrei as soon as he's done," Diego said, beaming
from ear to ear.

"I thought you loved me?"  Mike said, shaking his head in disapproval of Diego's request.

Seconds later, the timer went off and Andrei spit out the disturbingly wet tighty whities.
"Oh God that was so disgusting!" Andrei groaned.  As he quickly went for his beer.

"Hold on Ruski, Zilla needs to French kiss ya first," came Diego, giddy as a schoolboy
in a candy store.

"What? Seriously? Why I am getting punished for Mike's challenge," Andrei whined.

"Just do it," Diego said, ignoring Andrei's gripe.

Before Andrei could complain again, Mike took him by the shoulders and placed a massive
kiss on his lips. When Andrei's eye got huge from the clear violation of Mike's tongue
entering his mouth, we all cheered as only teen boys can.

The second round started with us passing around a rolled joint, to which everyone took a
hit from.

For Alex's turn, he had Lucas admit that he'd seen his brother naked with a hardon, and
that it looked to be about 7-inches in length. He then came clean that he'd had fantasies
about sucking on it, but that was it.  Andrei seemed bewildered by that info, as he shook
his head and chuckled at his little sexual deviant.

My roll was pretty straight forward, Alex needed to strip naked, simple as that.  I was
certain everyone was happy with this roll. Well, perhaps not Alex.

"Awesome." Alex said, his tone suggesting a not-so-thrilled attitude toward stripping
to the buff in front of all of us.

"Here, let me help you out," I said, logging my phone into the speaker system.  With a
simple search, I pulled up Ed Sheeran's, `The shape of you', and hit play.

As the music started, Alex looked at me and smiled as he recognized the song.

"No one said it couldn't be a strip tease," I offered, as the music started.

The club isn't the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow
And you come over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I'll give it a chance now

Inspired by the others approving comments, Alex took on the challenge headfirst, and
turned a simple removing of his clothes into a full-on Chippendale's show.  Seconds into
the song, Alex was already swaying to the beat, dancing in the same spot that only hours
ago he'd wrestled Diego.

With a seductive look, Alex started with the buttons on the cuffs of his flannel sleeved
shirt, as his hips gyrated in rhythm to the sound filling the room.  That quickly turned
into him gripping his body as if he was hugging himself, while he moved tantalizingly
slowly. His hands had worked their way to the top button, where his fingers manipulated
the small plastic spheres, until they gave way, allowing inch after painstakingly slow
inch of upper body to be exposed.

As if he'd done this before, Alex let his hands continue down to the final button on his
jeans, until all buttons attached to his clothing were free and loose.


Take my hand, stop, put Van the Man on the Jukebox
And then we start to dance, and I'm singing like

With his clothes just barely holding onto his body, he swung around, so his back was to
us.  Pulling each arm from the sleeves of his shirt, he gave a final twitch of his
shoulders, and his flannel fell to the floor. Even with the button undone on his jeans,
they still clung to his hips as he danced for us.

While Alex was dancing, Lucas rolled the dice.  And as if the dice knew what we all
wanted its outcome left all of us with our chins on the bar, Alex again, and this time
the category was sexual.

Not wasting any time, and yelling over the music, Lucas was quick to break the news to
our entertainer. "Hey Sexy, bad news for ya, I just rolled, and your name came up again,
along with sexual.  So, how about you keep that strip tease going, and add in a lap dance
for Blake," he said looking at me, winking.

Alex offered little less than a shoulder shrug and an okay, as he kept on dancing. Now,
one could have easily concluded he didn't care because he was wasted, but to me it truly
looked as if he was enjoying himself by the smile on his face as he moved to the music,
and that made him even sexier in the moment.

Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody
like me

Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don't mind me
Say, boy, let's not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead

I mouthed a silent thank you to Lucas, after hearing his challenge. I'd been so
hypnotized by watching Alex's back side move to the music, that the idea of it grinding
on my lap, had me sprung in seconds.

The sight of just the top of Alex's white Calvin Klein underwear, and the way he was
swaying back and forth, had me frozen to my barstool in a haze of pure lust.  My desire
for him must have been sending subliminal messages, as he spun back toward us,
gesturing with his index finger for me to get off my ass and come join him.

Once my brain was able to get me legs to work, I scrambled around the armrest, where Alex
met me.  Still dancing to the music, he took me by the hand, and led me to the front of
the couch. From there, Alex got impossibly close so that his lips could gently nibble on
my left ear lobe.  Having suffered through the musky dirty smell of Jerry's Y-fronts, my
nostrils now happily bathed themselves in the wonderful smell of Alex's cologne.

I had no idea he was such the multi-tasker: teasing my ear, dancing, and now unbuttoning
my pants, all at the same time.  With a simple bend in his knees and a waggle of his but,
he had my jeans down to mid-thigh. I shuddered when I felt his hands gently come back up,
ever-so-lightly gliding over my rigid member.  Without warning, he snapped me out of my
trance by giving a little bite to my ear and pushing me back onto the cushion.

I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body
And last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you

With a look I'd never seen before from Alex, he gave an evil little grin before he slid
his jeans completely off.  My pulse quickened, seeing him standing before me in just his
white boxer briefs and socks.

The room was so quiet, I had to look over my shoulder to make sure I wasn't the only one
capturing this extremely erotic presentation.  By the expression on the rest of the guys'
faces, and bulges in Lucas' and Andrei's pants, I wasn't the only one getting turned on
by Alex's performance.

Alex resumed his place, just inches from me. In this position I could clearly see the
impression of his cock head in his underwear.  I had an uncontrollable urge to lick it,
but Alex had other plans. Kicking his right leg over my lap, he had spun himself so that
he was now shaking his ass right in front of me. With every jiggle of his delectable butt
cheeks, my rock-hard prick twitched, leaking a little more precum until there was a
sizeable wet spot.  I was so transfixed by his toosh, that I almost missed that he'd
locked his legs out and bent over far enough to seductively look at me upside-down from
between his legs.  The silly, yet unbelievably sexy move, made us both giggle a bit.


Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with your body
Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I
I'm in love with your body
Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I
I'm in love with your body
Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I

I'm in love with your body
Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with the shape of you

I was in love with his body.  Especially his next move, which made me wonder how often
Alex did something like this, as it was easily adult film worthy. While looking back at
me, Alex jutted his hips out, arched his back, one hand on his hip, the other near his
mouth, where his index finger toyed with his lower lip.  From this position, he
seamlessly rose, simultaneously pushing his briefs down with his left hand, as he
torturously revealed his untouched fruit.  It took everything I had to keep my hands
off the newly exposed skin, as he finally shook himself free of the cotton fabric.

It was such a sexual rush, that I actually found myself wiping the drool from the side
of my mouth.  I almost choked, as I watched Alex back up a bit and straddle my legs with
his gorgeous peach. I'm sure I stopped breathing when I watched him lower himself down,
until his rump was finally sitting atop my aching penis.

With the gentlest of gyrations, my body was rocked by the electrical sensation of his
bare ass gliding over my crotch. Even though Alex had just started his lap dance, I knew
the song was quickly coming to an end, and based on the feelings building up in my groin,
so was I, way too soon for my liking.

"Fuck!" I growled, as Alex stood up at the end of the song.  I was finding it hard to
catch my breath. For a brief moment, I mentally surfed the wave between keeping the
semen that was boiling in my balls from erupting, or just riding it out and letting it
happen. It was Diego's voice that made the decision for me, as I concentrated on images
that would calm my sex tool down, and not the naked boy in front of me getting dressed.

"Damn Picasso!  Apparently, art isn't the only thing you're good at."

"Thanks." Alex said blushing, as he pulled on his boxers.  Alex rejoined the game in just
his briefs, socks, which he'd never removed, and his flannel shirt.  The flannel hung
down, covering the top of his thighs, making him look like Tom Cruise from the movie Risky
Business.  A movie I'd never seen, as I'd guess neither had anyone else in my little circle
of friends. But that didn't mean we weren't all aware of it, as I'm sure we'd all googled
the hell out of that scene, of Tom dancing in his underwear.

With the noticeably large wet spot in my briefs, I chose not to be as carefree as Alex,
and pulled up my jeans before heading back to my spot at the bar.

"How are those ball's Freshie?  I bet they're bluer than blue-berries," Diego said,
bringing out a chuckle from everyone except Alex and me, who were again blushing.

Andrei's resultant roll of the dice couldn't have come at a worst time.  Here I was
riding an amazing high of sexual extasy, and now in an instant I was a seriously a
ball of nervous fraught. Andrei had landed on my name and truth.  Here I'd been
avoiding him all evening, and now because of the rules of the game, he had me dead
to rights.

"Hmm, what should I ask you?  Let's see, I could ask you something I know you'd hate to
share," Andrei said, pausing for an affect as he looked me up and down.  "Something
personal, like how old is your boyfriend really, or hell, how about what's his name?
Of course, you could probably just lie about it, and I'd never know, even though I bet
someone in here knows the real truth," Andrei said, taking his time to drive the
stinging needles further into my skin, as he pondered out loud about every possible
way to expose my personal life.

 "Oh! I could ask you if you've ever had a nasty thought about my hot looking stepdad,
but then again that wouldn't really be a revelation, as I'm sure you must have.  Nah, I
think I'll ask you a question that'll keep you and your, as Diego said `blueberries' blue.
Like, if you had a choice, which hole of Alex's would you rather have your cock in?
His soft, wet, and warm mouth, or his tight, hot, cock milking, cheery popping, virgin
hole, when that glorious feeling overtakes you, and you can't hold back any longer from
the building, pressure filled, teeth clenching, knuckle shaking eruption, of your balls.
Giving you that euphoric emptying, sack satisfying, release of cum?"  Andrei asked,
each word spoken deliberately slow to make me live them in my head.  My obviously
painful predicament brought a devilish smile to his face.

As I stewed there on the barstool in my aching predicament, pondering his question, my
eyes caught Andrei wink at me. It wasn't the only thing I noticed. His body language
changed, and a now more relaxed Andrei, whose once evil grin worried me, was now smiling.
A clear recognition of his mood change, which made my heart finally stop racing.

However, this also seemed to confirm Andrei had figured it out, and this was his way of
giving me shit about it.

"You going to answer the question?" Andrei asked.

"Yeah, you suck."  I said taking my first real breath since Andrei had started his turn.
I was also holding my crotch, as my dick in the last three minutes had gone from twitching
hard, to chubbed and leaking, to limp due to my bodies fight or flight reaction, to back
to un-Godly hard and dripping wet again, as my eye looked down at the bare thigh of Alex
sitting beside me.

It was obvious looking at the way Alex was biting his lower lip, he too was quite curious
what my answer would be, as it clearly involved him.

My eyes went from Andrei, back to Alex, who again looked so sexy and innocent, as he
waited on bated breath for my answer. "Well, obviously it would have to be Alex's choice,
but I'd love to take his virginity, if he'd let me."

Andrei, simply ended his turn with, "Interesting."

As Mike was taking his turn, I felt Alex's hand land on my thigh, hidden by the bar top.
Drawing my attention, as he gently stroked my leg, I looked at him and watched him whisper
to me, "I like your answer."

All I could do was smile, as I clamped down with my Kegel muscles in an effort to keep
from leaking anymore precum.

"How about you lay across Andrei's lap while he gives you ten bare ass spankings. But you
have to call him daddy and ask for more after each slap," Mike said, looking at us all for
approval of his suggested fetish challenge for Lucas, which he got by the broad smiles on
everyone's faces, and I do mean everyone.

Lucas swiveled his hips and slid off his barstool, grabbing Andrei's hand, and smiling as
he led him over to the recliner.

"Ah man, not the throne," Diego halfheartedly protested.

Lucas blew Diego a kiss, before shucking his black jeans and powder blue briefs down in
one motion. The evening had affected Lucas like the rest of us, with his nakedness
revealing his hard prick, that he waved at Diego.  Lucas gave Andrei a quick kiss on the
lips, before Andrei plopped into the chair, and Lucas assumed his position over his
lover's lap.

Swwaacckkk!!! Came the sound of Andrei's hand on Lucas' bare skin.

"Oh Daddy, can I please have another."

This playful action between Andrei and Lucas brought back so many fond memories of the
school photoshoot with Lucas and Jake, that I was certain my cock was about to explode.

 At the end of ten spanks, Lucas not only handled the challenge like a champ, but he also
looked like he wanted more, and based on the lump in Andrei's pants, he was in the same
boat.

"Fuck yeah!" Diego called out from seeing his roll.  He'd gotten Alex and kissing, but
he started by giving out instructions to Lucas. "Lucas, why don't you stay just like you
are, lying across Andrei's lap.  Now Picasso, let's see what other talents you have.
Why don't you go over there and place little kisses on Lucas' hole." Diego orchestrated.

Even though it was purely by happenstance that Alex's name seemed to keep coming up, he
handled it like a trooper. Not once complaining, he gave my thigh a little squeeze before
he got up and headed over to where Lucas and Andrei were sitting.  I couldn't make out
what Lucas had said to Andrei, as his back was to me, but based on Andrei's response, I
guessed it was him asking if Andrei was okay with this.

"I'm good," Andrei whispered back to Lucas.

Lucas then turned to a hesitant Alex, who was now standing by them. "Don't worry A, I'm
clean back there," he said, before taking his position.

A few seconds later my eyes were bugging out of my head at the erotic scene developing
before my eyes.  Alex's flannel shirt had pulled up, due to him bending over, revealing
most of his tight, white boxer brief clad ass, which naturally shook back and forth as
he made out with Lucas' hole.  And with that kind of attention, of course it left Lucas
squirming and moaning in Andrei's lap.  Which, if Andrei's facial expression was any
indicator, with his head tilted back, mouth agape, and eyes rolled back, Lucas' belly
had to have been rubbing against the top of his hard prick.

The sight was so hot, that I couldn't help putting my hand on my own dick, rolling the
hard tube of flesh back and forth under my jeans and briefs.  Fuck, I needed these
clothes off me, or my own briefs were about to get a lot damper.

I looked over at Diego and Mike to see that they were clearly turned on as I was from it.
When Diego noticed me looking at him, he must have seen in my eyes the same hungry need
for sexual relief he was feeling and decided to do something about it.

"Fuck it!" Diego said, as he began ripping his clothes off.

Mike broke his concentration from the threesome going on in the chair to look back at
Diego. With only his cargos and a tank top on, Diego was already completely naked. Taking
his cue, Mike smiled at me, stood, and then began disrobing as well, without a single
word being said.

Not one to be left out, I followed in their lead, pulling my own clothes off. In the short
time my attention wasn't on them, the three in the La-Z-Boy had repositioned themselves,
so that the chair was reclined all the way and the naked Lucas was straddling a now naked
Andrei, with the two of them making out, all-the-while Alex was still devouring Lucas'
tasty hole.

Mike eventually caught up to Diego, with both boys being buck naked, and their hard cocks
swinging free. Diego stepped up onto the cushion of the larger leather sofa, where he was
waiting for Mike to join him.  With Mike's height, it was still easy for the two boys to
make out, as Mike hugged Diego around the hips, and Diego balanced himself off Mike's
shoulders. Before I engaged with Alex, I watched with voyeuristic delight, as Diego broke
the kiss, so he could give a slightly suggestive push, to a more than happy to oblige Mike,
who dropped to his knees on the edge of the cushion. Without hesitation, he gobbled up
Diego's thick man meat as it bounced in front of his lips.

"Oh fuuuckkk Mike, oh God yes," Diego moaned.

Breaking my gaze from Mike and Diego, I zoned in on the prize that I'd been dreaming
about for a while now, Alex's tight little hole.  Standing there naked, I watched Alex's
hips wiggle back and forth while he slurped and tongued on Lucas' boy cunt. Taking a
knee, I slid in behind Alex, where I gently placed my hands on his hips.  Alex looked
over his shoulder at the suddenness of my touch and smiled when he saw me.

Alex returned his attention back to eating Lucas out, as my fingers dug into the elastic
band of his underwear.  He gave his butt a little waggle, as my hands pushed his Calvin's
down around his thighs.

I loved how Alex's body was covered in little black hairs, a vast difference from most of
the boys in the room. Even his virgin pucker had a circle of soft short hairs around it.
It was a beautiful sight that I could have looked at for hours.  However, I had other
plans, and I wasted little time with subtleness. Diving in, I elicited a moan from Alex,
"Oh, uhhh, mmm, ohhhhh," as my tongue went straight for his little brown eye.

Even with my nose buried in his Axe body-wash smelling valley, I was able to see Lucas and
Andrei stop their make out session long enough to look back and investigate what was
making Alex moan.  Upon recognizing what I was doing to the boy, they both smiled, with
Andrei even going as far as giving me a thumbs up.

With the aggressive tongue bathing I was administering, Alex inevitably struggled to keep
a consistent pace between moaning and rimming Lucas.  This was made evident by Lucas
jumping off Andrei's lap and getting down on the carpet, so that he was nose-to-nose with
Alex on all fours.  Andrei was quick to stand up, with his trim fit body that I'd seen on
a regular basis in the locker room, following his lover's lead to the floor.

From my position, all I could see was Alex and Lucas making out, and the vague shape of
Andrei behind them.  However, with the cute little yelp and moan that came from Lucas, I
didn't need to see the action going on to know Andrei had just stuck his cock into his
boyfriend's sex hole.

Taking a break to catch my breath, I saw Mike had moved on from sucking on Diego's cock,
to now being flat on his back with Diego between his legs burying all 6-1/2" s of his
hard tool into Mike's tight ass.

Well, it seemed to me that the group consensus was that we'd escaladed our orgy from oral
to anal, and I was more than fine with that. Sitting up, I looked down at Alex's glistening
wet boy pussy, and bit my lower lip at the thought of getting to be the first boy to plunge
his dick inside it.

I knew Alex and I were on the same page about not using a condom, because we'd already
talked about it.  Which was a blessing, since he was swinging his virgin pucker in front
of me, and I was without a rubber.  I also felt all the clues suggested he was okay with
me being the one to take his virginity, but that didn't guarantee he meant now, and I
wasn't about to do it without his consent.

So, with the tip of my cock just tickling Alex's back door, I leaned over and asked that
all important question, "Are you okay with this?"

Pulling his tongue out of Lucas' mouth, Alex looked back at me, and gave the words most
uttered during the taking of someone's cheery, "Just go slow."

"I will baby," I said, rubbing the small of his back reassuringly.

And I meant it.  I had no intention of bringing Alex any unwanted pain, even though I
knew there was no way to avoid some discomfort during the initial penetration, especially
for your first time.

But now he had me worried that my initial plan of entering him with just the use of my
spit as lube, wasn't such a hot idea.  For a moment I just sat there, perplexed by how I
was going to enter him as gently as possible.

Thankfully, Diego, even in the midst of fucking Mike, had the wherewithal of my predicament
and a way to help me out. "Freshie, huh, huh, here, huh, catch, huh," he grunted, throwing
me a small bottle of Astroglide.

"Thanks!"

While I was thirsting to plunge my rod into Alex, I gave his hole the respect it deserved,
and properly rimmed him out some more, this time working in, one at a time, well lubed
fingers.

Once I felt the timing was right, and with my cock now fully coated in lube, I placed my
mushroom tip at his glorious hole.  Slowly, I worked the head of my shaft up and down,
adding more pressure with every pass.  Alex's moaning changed in pitch with every
millimeter of resistance his sphincter gave up, until he gave out a bit of a howl, when
the crown of my penis entered him.

"OH MY GOD, AH, AH, OHHHH, JESUS, OUCH, AH, OH GOD!!!" Alex cried.

Alex's anal lips clamped tight around the ridge of my dick, locking me in place.  However,
even if I didn't feel as though my shlong was being choked, I would have stopped because
of the noise Alex was making.  His deflowering drew the attention of everyone in the room,
and rightly so.

"Easy Blake, let A get used to you," Lucas said, followed by some instructions for Alex.

"Focus on your breathing and try to relax back there," came the wise wisdom of
fourteen-year-old Lucas.

Diego and Mike gave words of encouragement, while Lucas went back to kissing Alex's face
and neck in an effort to distract him.  For my part, I remained as still as possible,
kneeling on one knee with my right foot on the ground near Alex's right knee, and my hands
gently caressing his hips.

Even though, Lucas was clearly no virgin, Andrei sympathetically slowed his pace of
fucking down, as if almost saying we'll all wait until Alex is ready.

After what felt like an eternity, but was probably only around five or so minutes, I
finally bottomed out, pushing my hairless crotch into his soft mounds.

Alex seemed to ignore the room and what was going on around him as he accepted his first
cock. "Oh, fuck, mmmmm, mmmmm, huh, huh, mmmmm."

I'd been quiet for the most part, doing my best to listen to Alex's needs, while focusing
on not ruining his first true sexual experience by me shooting off to soon.  However,
when I distinctly felt his insides finally relax around my throbbing boner, it brought
forth a moan of my own,

"Ohhh, uhhh, yessss, dammnnnn!"

And with that, our little game of truth or dare, had turned into a full-on Orgy.
Lucas and Andrei had changed positions, with Andrei now lying on the floor on his
back next to us.  Lucas was sitting atop of him riding his dick like a wild cowboy.
Diego had Mike bent over the armrest of the couch, pounding his ass with every ounce
of strength he had.

The room was full of sounds. From grunts and moans, to skin slapping against skin,
and the faint sound of music in the background. However, all I focused on was the
sounds coming from Alex's mouth, doing my best in making sure it was noise made of
pleasure.

"Oh, fuck Blake, fuck, soooo good, yes, yes, mmmm, fuck me," ordered Alex.  An order
I was more than happy to follow.

I wanted Alex's first time to be as amazing as possible.  So, to delay my own cumming,
which was getting increasingly harder to do, I repositioned us.  It was such an unexpected
turn on to hear Alex groan when I removed my dick from his ass, as I copied Andrei and
Lucas' position, with Alex on top.  But it was an even greater turn on watching his
facial expression as he sat on my cock, returning it to the heavenly place inside him.

"Oh Damn!" I moaned through clenched teeth, with my fingernails digging into the flesh
of Alex's hip.

"MMMmmm, oh fuck it still hurts a bit, but holy shit, once it's in there, it feels SO
good," Alex said, preaching to a room full of boys who knew exactly what he meant.

"I knew you'd love it," Lucas said, while reaching out to take Alex's hand as they
bounced on the cock's buried balls deep in their asses.

Our change of positions worked exactly as I'd hoped.  Being that this was Alex's first
time, I let him choose the speed by which we fucked.  Thankfully, it was a much slower
pace than that of the other boys in the room, which allowed me to get control of my own
feelings and stem off a premature firing.

By the simplest of observations, Alex seemed to be enjoying the loss of his virginity.
Nonetheless, his cock was only partially hard, and I had every intent to fix that
problem.

Reaching for the bottle of lube lying next to me, I popped the lid and poured some into
my hand.  Looking up at the boy, who was gifting me the pleasure of his cheery, I gripped
his soft, baby making tool, and let his own momentum push and pull its veiny flesh through
my five-finger handshake.

Within minutes, the added sensation was enough to make his dong rock hard, and the pupils
of his eyes wide with delirium, as his body and mind awoken to these new found feelings
of sexual bliss.

"Huh, uhh, JESUS, what, huh, huh, are you, huh, doing huh, huh, to me?" Alex moaned,
the palms of his hands pressing against my undulating stomach for balance, as I rubbed
his prostate with my cock, and stroked his leaking dick with my hand.

"That's it Freshie, show Picasso what it means to get physical!"  Diego called out as
Mike and himself stood there catching their breath after finishing their own physical
encounter.

 The night had not been nice to my balls in a good way, and now I desperately needed
to release the cum building up in them. But I was determined that Alex would lose his
seed first.

"Come on baby, huh, give me your load, huh, that's it, huh, just let go, huh, cover me
in cum, huh, come on baby, do it!" I called forth.

"OH, OH, YES, YESSSSSSSS," Alex cried out, as his cum shot forth from the tip of his
dick, hitting me on the chin and splattering all over my sweaty chest.

Alex's orgasm was the signal I'd been waiting for to let loose with my own seed.
However, his spasming hole demanded it happen immediately.

"OH FUCK, OH GhOD, Oh SHIT, YES, huh, huh, YES!"  I moaned, rising and falling in
pitch with every pump of jizz I deposited inside Alex's hole.

Alex leaned back, placing his hands on his thighs, as we blissfully looked at each
other trying to catch our breaths.  Alex looked amazing in his post sexual glow.
His sweaty locks, plastered to his forehead, along with his overall glistening body
was simply gorgeous, especially, his chubby flaccid penis, that now hung amongst his
short dark hairs, dripping the remaining ejaculate of his orgasm, that hadn't been
shot forth onto my body.

"How was that, sexy?" I asked, holding onto Alex's hips as my cock naturally slipped
from his hole.

"Oh my god, it was so good," Alex said.  His smile was from ear to ear, letting me
know his reaction was quite genuine.  I loved watching him bite his lower lip as he
reached back to feel his deflowered hole, while rolling off me.

Sitting up on my elbows, I looked over and noticed the rest of the boys, who'd all
finished their own sex acts, and were all looking at Alex and I, or more accurately,
Alex.

I looked back at Alex.  "Not too sore I hope?" I asked.  He was still occupied with
my cum that was leaking out of him, as well as his own cock and balls that were
covered in the drippings of sex.

"A little sore.  But surprisingly good, being my first time," Alex cheerfully replied.

"That's good, because I'm thinking there's about to be a round two," I spoke, nodding
toward the rest of the group who looked like a pack of starving wolves, ready to pounce.

Alex followed my gaze to Diego, who was currently standing next to the couch drinking
the rest of his beer and ogling the two of us.  Mike was on the couch catching his
breath, looking like he had been well fucked.

Lying on the floor just a few feet away, his hands propping up his chin, a naked Lucas
was smiling from ear to ear like a Cheshire Cat.

Andrei sat on top of Lucas' naked ass, his limp cock dangling just above his lovers'
cheeks. A thin string of cum, connecting from the tip of his flaccid tool to deep
inside the valley of Lucas' mounds, confirming the load of semen he'd deposited.
Andrei's facial expression was less of desire, but more of curiosity, as he starred
directly at me.  A stare I worried meant he was unapproving of my extra-curricular
activities.  Especially, if as I guessed, he had worked out I was dating his stepdad.

Lucas wiggled his little ass, giving Andrei the not-so-subtle clue, he wanted him to
move.  Once free, Lucas came over and presented his hands to help Alex up.  Returning
the smile, Alex took Lucas' hands and let him pull him up to a standing position.

"Congratulations!" Lucas said, before taking Alex's head into his hands and planting a
huge kiss on him.  Then like a big brother, Lucas went into caring mode, and pelted Alex
with a million questions.

"Are you okay?  It's normal for it to hurt a little, but did it eventually feel good?
Blake's a good lover for your first time, he's not so big that you're in pain for days."

"Hey!  Was that supposed to be a compliment because it sucked!"  I said, looking at the
other boys in the room for support.  What I got was looks from Diego and Andrei, who were
now standing next to each other, that looked more possessed than sympathetic.

"You can have his mouth.  I want his ass," Diego informed Andrei.

"Sounds good," was all Andrei said as they both started heading toward me.  I had
assumed it was Alex everyone was dying to get a piece of, being his newness to sex was
the novelty of the evening.  But when it finally sank in that it was my ass and mouth,
they were intent on having, I gave a cheeky smile.  I mean, who was I to stop the
evening's festivities.  I quickly got into position on my hands and knees, swishing my
butt back and forth, letting them know I was very much into it.

Diego picked up the bottle of lube and began preping his 6-1/2" hard cock as he walked
toward my backside. Without much fanfare, he simply gave my right cheek a slap, growled,
and then pushed himself inside me.

"Uhhhh, ohhhhh, shiiiiitt, huh, huh, mmmmm, fuck," I moaned as his brown Latino prick
pierced my hole.

Andrei for his part let Diego enter me completely before doing anything.  He was even
patient enough to let him find his rhythm before presenting me with his, what looked
to be 7", hard dick.  I took hold of his hot, pulsing manhood with my left hand and
worshiped it from its head to its base with my mouth and tongue.

With all three of us having already cum, there was absolutely no rush to this second
round.  I was deeply, no pun intended, enjoying Diego's strong, slow thrusts of his
shaft. It allowed me time to appreciate every spine-tingling pass over my highly
aroused prostate.  It also gave me ample time to explore every vein and ridge of
Andrei's pecker before allowing him to bury it to the hilt inside my mouth and throat.

Not that Diego and Andrei were lacking in the johnson department, but having taken
on Xavier and Jake the previous weekend, at no time was I worried about handling the
two phallus's I was servicing.

In fact, I had time to casually look to my left to see Lucas in the same position as
me, with Alex sliding his cock over Lucas' lips, while Mike was breeding his ass.

The room was once again alive with the sounds of moaning, grunts, and filthy commands
to the two boys on their knees pleasuring cocks.  At the end of round two, the sound
in the man cave rose to a crescendo of teenage boys reaching their orgasmic breaking
points and filling their twinkies from both ends.

After that, the evening became a free-for-all of sexual exploration, drinking and pot
smoking. I had the divine privilege of being both of Alex's firsts.  His first time
receiving, and his first time giving, as I let him enter my sloppy hole with his hard
prick.  I'm not sure which one he enjoyed more, having his cheery popped or plowing my
ass. What I can tell you is that if his religious mother heard half of the words her son
was screaming as he yanked on my hair and bred me, she'd most certainly have his butt in
church the very next day repenting for his sins, as she planned his exorcism.

I started to truly believe Diego, when he'd earlier said I had the nicest ass in the
high school, as I felt there wasn't a time when I didn't have a cock buried between my
cheeks.  Even Lucas joined in, adding his warm seed to the four loads I was already
holding onto in my lower intestine.

Alex looked like a kid in a candy story, with a grin a mile wide, as he bounced off the
walls, high on life, his face covered in chocolate.  Only it wasn't chocolate dripping
from his forehead, chin, mouth, nose, and ears.

While some boys rested, others fucked, until at some point around 3 in the morning we
were all exhausted. Mike, Lucas, and I were flat on our backs on the garage floor,
covered in sweat, cum, and lube.  Meanwhile, Andrei and Alex were damn near passed
out on the couches.  Diego seemed the only trooper as he sat at the bar sipping on
what had to be the last of the cold beer.

"Hey, we never finished our game.  Let's see what the dice has in store for us with one
last roll," Diego announced to the group, which got him a chorus of groans.

 "Oh, the first dice came up number two.  That of course is my sexy Michael," Diego said
as most of us were barely able to pay attention to what he was going on about.  "Yike's!
It looks like the game wants us to end it with a truth," he said holding the red dice up,
showing those who cared to look the number one.

"Hmmm, what should I ask my tall sexy boyfriend, that I really want to know?"  Diego
pondered out loud.

"I got it.  Out of all of the stuff we've done tonight, name one thing we didn't do that
you'd like to try with another boy.  Particularly me," Diego asked, mumbling some words,
as he was either high, drunk, or both.

With all of Mike's effort he forced himself to sit up on his elbows, still naked as the
day he was born like the rest of us.  He took in Diego's question and thought long and
hard before answering.

"Are we still in our safe cave?" Mike asked, giving a new name to the pact we'd made
to each other earlier in the evening of respect and discretion.

The sheer potential of such a loaded question was enough to wake the rest of us up.
And even though the question was asked to all of us, Diego answered it perfectly.

"You know it baby."

"Okay.  Well, I've always been interested in receiving a golden shower," he said.

While I'd never thought of having another person pee on me, I'd just experienced
almost five hours of gay orgy with five of my closest friends, and now nothing
seemed off limits.  I think it was a feeling most of the boys were having as the
collective response was, "cool."

Diego on the other hand didn't say much, but instead sat on his bar stool smiling and
nodding as if he was working something out in his head.

Mike took his silence as if he was bothered by his answer, and responded as such. "What?
You're the one who asked," Mike said a bit defensively.

Diego, snapping out of his dirty little fantasy, was quick to comfort Mike's worries.
"Oh, no sexy.  I like your answer a lot.  So much so, I figured out a way to make it
happen."

With that, Diego sprang into action and commanded us all to get up.  Like the rest of us,
Mike proceeded to watch his Latin lover scurry around the room, grabbing items from the
garage as he went.

"Here, help me out with this," he said handing out a corner of an old blue tarp to each
of us, so we could assist him in spreading it out on the floor.

It didn't take a genius to see where this was heading. "Are we seriously doing this?"
Mike asked.

"Fuck yeah we are!" Diego retorted before any of us could say anything.

"Your choice sexy.  Do you want to be on your knees or lying down?"

"I guess lying down would be pretty cool.  Is it just you, or is everyone
participating?" Mike asked.

"It's your fantasy, so you have the final say.  But I figured the more the merrier,
right?" Diego said, looking at the rest of us to confirm we were all in.

Again, after the night we'd just had, who were any of us to say this one act was crossing
a line.  And in truth, I desperately had to pee anyway, and the idea of pissing all over
Mike was starting to sound hot.

"If you're cool with it Mike, I think it's such a fucking hot idea, that I think we'd
all like to be a part of it," Lucas said, biting his lower lip.

While Mike smiled hearing his close friend reassure him, Diego shot Lucas a look in
disbelief.  "Damn!  Hey, you know if you want you can join him on the floor."  Diego
asked with true sincerity.

"Maybe some other time. This is Mike's fantasy, and I want him to enjoy it."
Lucas said.

You could tell Mike felt emboldened knowing he wasn't the only one who got turned on
by golden showers, as he almost jumped to the center of the tarp, before lying down
to take his position.

With one final instruction from Diego for everyone to take a spot around Mike, we all
naturally took a stance over the boy at our feet.  As the five of us stood there
holding our limp dicks, we waited for Diego or Mike to say go.  The green light came
not from words, but Diego's arching golden stream of piss splashing all over Mike's
junk.

Within seconds we were all releasing a night's worth of beer and shots from our full
bladders out onto Mike's naked body.  I aimed for his belly, as it seemed the safest
and least offensive place to pee on someone.  However, when I saw Lucas piss on his
nipple, and Mike tilt his head up to catch the redirected droplets in his mouth, I
knew there were no limits to where one peed.

It was a crazy way to end an emotionally and physically draining day.  But perhaps
in its own special way, the best way to end it.  Mike looked beyond happy as we
doused him in urine, his hard cock evident of that. And the rest of us looked relieved
and relaxed, as we'd literally given all of ourselves to this special group of friends.


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