Date: Fri, 23 Dec 2016 04:01:40 +0000 From: Shaverboy Subject: Curiosity part 11 This story was written in 1999-2000, and I personally consider it one of the hottest of all time. But note that I am NOT its author. The author of this story went by the name Shaverboy (a.k.a. ShaverBoy or Shaver Boy). I've tried contacting him several times over the years, but sadly it seems like he is no longer reachable at the email addresses he gave with his stories. Unfortunately, this story was never submitted to Nifty, and it currently only exists in the dark depths of Usenet. (ASSGM specifically if you happen to remember that.) I'm scared that it could somehow vanish from there someday, so I'd like to see it have a more permanent home on Nifty, and I also think that it deserves a wider audience who might think it's as hot as I do. I re-read this story every three or four years, and I usually bust nearly as many loads as our reluctant protagonist does..! I'll post a chapter about once a week. (If you're in more of a hurry than that, you can dive into Usenet and try to dig up the rest yourself!) Shaverboy wrote two other long stories besides Curiosity: Terry's Lessons, which was written before Curiosity, and Doctor's Orders, which was written after Curiosity. Terry's Lessons and Curiosity generally have the same themes and styles, but Curiosity is a more evolved version of it with even hotter action and more diverse scenarios. Doctor's Orders takes things in a bit of a different direction but is still a good read. (And don't worry, there are a few doctor scenes in Curiosity too, if that's your fetish!) Terry's Lessons is also only on Usenet, but Doctor's Orders does in fact exist here on Nifty already. I truly do think that this is one of the "masterpieces" of gay erotica, and I hope you enjoy it is much as I have over the years! If for some reason you wish to correspond with me, the reposter, you can reach me at offeringservice26@hotmail.com but just remember that I am NOT the author. But Shaverboy, if you're still out there somewhere, I would love to hear from you! ********* CHAPTER 11 - BACK TO WORK I dreamed. I was lying naked, tied to a table in a dark room. My dick was hard and leaking on my stomach. I could hear voices all around me. In the shadows I could make out the bodies of naked men, stroking their dicks. "See how turned on he is?" "He wants cock." "He wants his pussy fucked." "He wants his mouth full of dick." They started to come closer. "Suck us." "We're gonna fuck your pussy ass." "You're gonna love it." My dick throbbed, I felt like I was about to cum. And in succession, they each came forward showing me their dicks. Gary, Carlos, Nick, Larry, Jeremy, Greg, Tom, Dennis, Ted, Dr. Gordon. And then as they all stood around me . . . Jeff. "You want my big cock don't you?" "No," I tried to say but no words came out. "You want me to fuck you." Jennie came forward, standing naked next to Jeremy. "Yes he wants you to fuck his ass. Don't you, Tim?" I tried again but had no voice. "Don't you?" BEEP. "Don't you?" BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. I sat up with a start as the alarm clock screamed its morning message at me. It was seven-thirty and the sun was shining. I tried to clear my head. I ached all over. I turned off the alarm and sat there for a moment trying to piece together what had happened yesterday. After a few minutes, it started to come back to me: The trip to the doctor; Jennie's visit; Jeremy and Greg; Tom and Dennis. I closed my eyes and tried to remember exactly what had gone on toward the end of the evening. Slowly, fragments of the scene started coming together. I'd been fucked repeatedly while my girlfriend (or probably former girlfriend now) watched. There was still a damp spot on my bed from the cum that had leaked out of my ass, my incredibly sore ass. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and pushed my self to my feet. It hurt to walk. I limped to the bathroom and started to clean up. I had to go to work. Standing in the shower, I looked down at my shaved and abused body. The hot water stung my tender swollen nipples. I rubbed the bar of soap down my stomach to my dick. It was still red and sore from yesterday. I soaped it up and it began to thicken once again. I was amazed the poor thing still had the ability to do anything at all. My balls still ached from the overtime they'd put in yesterday, being drained of everything they had. I started soaping up my ass crack. My hole was incredibly sore. It hurt to even touch it. Yet I felt drawn to touch it, to feel the opening, to rub my swollen ass lips. As I rubbed the soap over my ass, my dick hardened. What in the hell was going on with me? I'd been fucked, made to suck dick, humiliated in front of everyone and yet I was still getting turned on. I reached down and stroked my hard cock. The skin was so sensitive that just touching it made it tingle, especially around the head. I kept rubbing the bar of soap against my asshole. If I'd pushed a little it would have sunk right in. I remembered Tom and Jeremy sticking their dicks in me together. My ass spasmed in pain at the thought. My dick leaked more precum. I closed my eyes and tried to purge the thoughts from my mind but it was useless. I wanted to cry. How had one little thought about Jeff turned into all this? How was I going to get my life back on track again? Why wouldn't anybody believe me when I said I didn't want this to happen? I was straight. OK, so I thought about my friend's dick from time to time and wondered what it tasted like. So what! Why did everybody think that made me gay? And why did they treat me so rough? I'd been tied up, shaved, pissed on, and double-dicked. My ass would never be the same. And yet somehow, thinking about it made my dick hard. I didn't understand it. I kept stroking my dick as I pushed the bar of soap against my hole. Slowly it started to enter my ass. I groaned and yet didn't want to stop. I was jacking my dick faster now, twisting the soap in my stretched out hole. Within a few minutes I was shooting my load all over the shower wall. Apparently, my few hours of sleep had given my balls some chance to recharge. I pulled the soap out of my ass and let the water cascade over me. I stood there panting, and trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with me. I had to get this under control. I wanted the whole matter to go away but it wasn't that easy. I kept thinking about it and every time I did, I got hard. Maybe Larry was right: maybe I was obsessed with sex. I dried off and went back to my room. As I pulled on my jock, swim trunks and tee shirt, I thought about where I was heading. Back to where this whole nightmare began. Well, maybe it would be better today. I drove to the pool and unlocked the door to first the women's and then the men's shower room, walking through the men's to reach the pool. Glancing at the shower, I remembered Carlos fucking my virgin ass two days ago. My dick twitched in my shorts. I kept moving. Because of the two days of rain there was a lot of cleaning up to do. I spent the next hour vacuuming the pool, testing the water, and sweeping up. I looked at the clock. It was 9:45. I had the whole day ahead to relax and recover. I sat down on a lounge chair and enjoyed the warm sun. My mind drifted again to the last time I did this and ended up jacking off. I glanced up at Gary's window across the parking lot. I sure as hell wasn't doing that today. Suddenly I realized how tired I was and drifted off to sleep. I dozed for about a half hour before a couple, a man and a woman in their twenties, came in. I breathed a sigh of relief. This was going to be a normal day. And boy, could I use one of those. About 11:00, Gary came in. Wearing his usual green trunks, he smiled and came over to talk to me. I felt a chill go through me remembering all that had happened. But as he approached I also felt a stirring in my shorts. "So, how are you doing today, Tim?" he asked casually. He sat down on the lounge next to me. The other two people were swimming and playing around in the pool. "I'm OK." I said, nervously. "I heard you had a pretty busy day yesterday. Sorry I had to leave so soon. I would have liked to have helped." "Yeah, I bet." "Don't be sullen, Tim. You seemed to be enjoying yourself yesterday. We just decided to enjoy ourselves with you. I mean you seemed to want it so much. That dick of yours just couldn't get enough." "Would you just leave me alone? I don't like your games. You gotta believe me. I'm not into this stuff." "You gave me a different impression the other day when you shot all over the place while you were sucking me. And it's not the impression your stepfather, Nick, or Carlos seems to have. Or those two football players you did yesterday. Face up to it Tim, you like being a fuck toy." "No, I don't. Why won't you all believe me?" "Maybe it has to do with the big boner you get from it. Like the one you're getting right now. Just talking about getting your hole fucked gets you hard. I bet you're thinking about how Carlos's cock felt in your butt yesterday or maybe one of those jocks at the clinic. Yeah, you're getting really horny thinking about it, aren't you? That couple in the pool is gonna get an eyeful of the tent in your shorts if they look this way." "Oh, shit!" I said, realizing he was right. I had an obvious bulge in the front of my suit. I quickly crossed my legs and put my hands in my lap. "Don't try to act so modest Tim. You want people to see your dick. And your big bubble butt. You're really kind of a show off. Admit it, you'd like to slip those trunks off right now and sit here naked with your legs up so they could see that pussy hole of yours." He stood up and leaned over to me, speaking softly. "Who knows, maybe they're into it. You could lick her out while he fucks you. Or maybe she can fuck you with her vibrator while you suck his dick." "Stop it, will you?" I pleaded. My dick was throbbing. "If I didn't think of it you would. Maybe he'd even let you fuck her while you blow him." I found myself looking at the couple, envisioning what he was saying. "Please, don't." "Some couples get off on having a horny teen boy join in the fun," "Gary, please. Just leave me alone." I was starting to shake. "OK, kid," he stood up and smiled. "I shouldn't get you all hot and bothered. Although it's so easy to do. Stop by before you leave for practice." "Practice? Oh, damn, I forgot!" We had a short practice and the team picture scheduled for this afternoon. Nick had mentioned it yesterday but I'd had a few other things on my mind. "Well you'd better be there. And don't forget to stop by. I have something for you to take to Nick." "Yeah, sure, OK." I was still looking at the couple in the pool. He leaned over again and murmured to me, "I bet you're thinking of his big dick in your ass aren't you? Spread your legs and show him you want it." Laughing, he turned and left, leaving me with a throbbing hardon that I couldn't get rid of. The couple got out of the pool and walked past me. They gave me a smile and went to lie on the lounge chairs at the far end of the pool. I found myself looking them over. He was dark and good looking, about 5'10", with a hairy muscular chest and legs. He wore a square cut black spandex suit that showed a large bulge in the front. She was also dark and attractive, her big breasts filling out a black bikini. The two of them were talking and looking over at me every now and then. I did my best not to stare, but Gary had planted those ideas in my head. I just hoped I didn't need to get up for anything. Unfortunately, I was feeling like I needed to pee. I tried to hold it for a while but after about five minutes, I knew I couldn't keep it up. I made a quick turn out of the chair and headed for the men's room. Standing at the urinal, I pulled out my hard dick and tried to pee. My dick was slick with goo and I couldn't resist the urge to stroke it. Maybe I could cum and then get it down so I could piss. I stood there working my dick when I heard footsteps. I stopped and quickly moved closer to the urinal to hide my hard cock. It was the guy from the pool. He stepped up to the urinal next to me. He pulled down the front of his suit and pulled out his dick and balls. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that it was thick and dark and uncut. He started to piss. I stood frozen. He turned and looked at me. "You're new here aren't you?" "Yeah, I just started this week." "I'm Tony. My girlfriend is Angela. We live right up the hill there." "I'm Tim." He had finished pissing but still stood there holding his dick. "Having a problem there?" He looked at my crotch, which I held as close as I could to the urinal. "Um, I guess." "It happens to all of us." I could see that his dick was growing. He slowly gave it a few strokes. "Angela and I just fucked before we came down here but I always am ready for more. Must be the warm weather. Gets me horny." "Yeah, I suppose that's it." My eyes were now glued to his nearly hard dick, standing out a good nine inches. "You like looking at that, Tim?" "Hey, sorry, I guess, like you say, it's the weather." I kept staring. He turned to face me, still stroking it, pulling the foreskin back off the big head. "You want to suck it?" "Hey, no, man. I don't do that stuff." "You sure? You look mighty hungry for it." He pushed me back from the urinal. My hard cock was dripping a string of precum. "Hey, leave me alone, man." "You're pretty hot and bothered for somebody who doesn't do that stuff." "No, I just . . ." "Get down there and give it a suck." I was scared now. But I couldn't move. His hand was on my shoulder, pushing me down. "Suck it, kid. You know you want it." I went down on my knees. His dick was an inch from my face. I was staring right down the piss slit. "Open up and blow me, boy." He grabbed my hair and shoved his cock against my lips. As I opened my mouth to yell he shoved it in. Holding on to both sides of my head, he started pumping in and out of my mouth. "Yeah, kid, suck that big Italian sausage. Take it all." I moaned in protest, grabbing his hips to keep my balance. My own dick swung back and forth, dripping. "That's it, boy, slobber all over that big meat. Lick Angela's pussy juice off. I just fucked her sweaty cunt good before we came down. Isn't that right, baby?" "Sure is," a voice from behind me said. It was Angela, standing there watching me suck Tony's big cock. "See, I told you he was a cocksucker." "Oh, yeah, you were right baby," Tony panted, picking up the pace of fucking my mouth. "He's got a great mouth." "He's got a pretty good dick himself. Looks like he needs to do something with it." "Give him a hand with it, if you want." Angela got down and pulled my trunks to my knees. She took my dick in her hand and started stroking it. At the same time she started rubbing a finger against my hole. Slowly, she started to push it in. In minutes I was shooting all over the floor. Tony shot his load in my mouth, his cum spilling down my chin. He caught his breath and pulled his dick from my lips, stuffing it back in his suit. Angela also stood up and looked down at me. "Nice blow job, little cocksucker. You're good," Tony said. I knelt there trembling. Angela said, "We're having a little party next week. Maybe you could come. I think you'd have a good time." "Yeah," I mumbled. "Well take care, kid. We'll see you around," Tony said as the two of them turned and left. I reached up and wiped the cum off my chin with the back of my hand. My mind was spinning. Suddenly the door opened. I quickly pulled up my trunks and started to stand up. It was Jeff. "Hey dude, what's up?" "I, I just was takin' a leak." I looked at Jeff, standing there in his cutoffs and sandals. He was shirtless and his chiseled chest was covered with black hair that he kept trimmed to show off his definition. "Let's get out of here. No point in standing around the bathroom." I needed to get out of that room. I walked toward the door to the pool. Jeff followed me. We went out and sat by the pool. "What's the matter with you? You seem all jumpy and shit." "I've just had a rough couple of days. What are you doing here anyway?" My mind was still a million miles away. Jeff looked at me quizzically. "Dude, you asked me last week to sub for you this afternoon 'cause of that swim team crap you gotta do." "Oh, yeah, that's right." I found myself staring at him, unable to organize my thoughts. "Dude, are you OK?" "I guess. Sorry, I was thinking of something else." "Hey, that guy and chick I saw leaving, Tony and Angela? They were both comin' out of the fuckin' men's room." "I guess they forgot." Jeff gave me a funny look. "Hey, dude, I know them. They get kind of wild. They invited me back to their place a few weeks ago and, whoa, did we ever party! We smoked a doobie and got naked and she let me fuck her while she gave him a blow job. You been getting' into stuff with them, dude?" "Well, um, they did kind of come on to me, I guess." "Cool, she blow ya?" "She jacked me off." "Right here? In the fuckin' men's room. She blow him, too?" "Yeah, he got a blow job." Well, he did. Just not from her, but Jeff didn't need to know that. "You are wild, dude! Is that what you're all weirded out about?" "I guess. I don't usually do stuff like that." "It's cool, dude. Just be careful. I wouldn't want you to get caught or anything. Be fuckin' embarrassing for someone to see the lifeguard getting' off at the pool." "Yeah, it would." He had NO idea. "So, how've you liked bein' the lifeguard? Other than the blowjob?" "It's OK, I guess. I haven't been here much." "Yeah, well I'll hold down the fort for you. Are you sure you're all right?" "Yeah, sure, man. I'm fine. I guess I better get going." I put on my tee shirt and tennis shoes and picked up my backpack. "See ya, man." "Sure. Hey, give me a call next week. Let's hang out one night." "Yeah, sounds great." I walked out in a daze. When I got to my car, I was shaking like a leaf. If Jeff had shown up two minutes earlier, he'd have seen me with a big dick in my mouth. This had to stop. I remembered I had to stop by Gary's to pick up something for Nick. Taking a deep breath, I threw my pack in the car and headed for the gate to Gary's yard. I rang the bell. Gary came to the gate, still in his green gym shorts. "Tim, come on in." "I just want to get whatever it is and get going." "Sure, come on in and I'll get it." We walked into the house. I stood in the living room while he went down the basement. He came back in a minute with a package. "So, did you have fun with that couple in the bathroom?" "You were watching again." "I couldn't resist. I knew you'd go for him. So, did you blow him? Or did he fuck you?" "Fuck you! I didn't go for anybody." "Now, Tim, don't get testy. Remember all those interesting pictures I have of you. Now tell me." "He wanted a blow job so he made me suck him. She jacked me off. Satisfied?" "Are you? You wanted him. I could tell. You saw that big basket of his and couldn't resist. That's why you went in the bathroom. You were hoping he'd follow you after you'd showed off your hard dick to them." "That's not true." "You wanted that big Italian dick in you." "Shut up! That's a lie." The doorbell rang. "I don't think so, Timmy-boy," he said as he walked to the front door. "I think your little pussy is still twitching thinking of that big fuckstick. I saw your friend Jeff come in. Too bad he missed all the fun. He could have fucked you while you blew the other guy. I bet your dick's stiffening up just thinking of that, isn't it?" He opened the door. It was Carlos and another guy. I stood frozen. Both of them wore khaki shorts and no shirts. The new guy was shorter than Carlos, with short blond hair, but like Gary, very muscular. He looked to be in his mid-twenties. "Hey, Gary. I brought Ray by to look at your air conditioning. You said it was making noise," Carlos said as they walked in. "Yeah, sort of a squeak." Gary showed Ray where the unit was down in the basement while Carlos and I were left in the living room. "So, how's the little fuckboy today?" "Just leave me alone, Carlos." I really wasn't in the mood to deal with more comments, although Gary's talk had started to get me hard again. "Whoa, that's not very friendly, considering all I've done for you. What's the matter? Somebody do a rotten job of fuckin' you last night?" "Tim just got a face full down at the pool house. I think he's upset he didn't get it in the ass." Gary said, coming back up from the basement. "What a little whore! Just love to work that restroom, don't you? Who was it this time?" I said nothing so Gary answered. "That Italian guy and his girlfriend. Tim blew him." "Oh, yeah, them. I've had some fun with them before. She's pretty hot. They get into all sorts of shit," Carlos said, rubbing his crotch, thinking of Angela. "I think Tim was disappointed his friend Jeff didn't show up in time to get in on the action." "So you're after Jeff's wiener, huh? I'm not surprised," Carlos smirked. "No, I'm not, he's just a friend." I said, my face red with embarrassment. "How big is Jeff's dick, Tim?" Gary asked as he sat down on the couch. "That's none of your business." The moment I said it I knew it was the wrong thing to say. "So you do know." "I, I guess I've seen it." Carlos also sat down on the couch and smiled. "Oh really? And when was this?" I didn't want to get into it. I still stood in the middle of the room. "Look just drop it and let me take the stuff and go." "No, we want to know about you and Jeff. When did you see his dick?" "I guess when we were showering or changing or something." "But you've seen it hard, haven't you? When did that happen?" "Last summer. I stayed over at his house one night." I was getting hard again just talking about this. Gary noticed. "This makes you hot, talking about Jeff's dick doesn't it?" "No, I'm just . . ." "Why don't you get naked and tell us the rest of it." "Look, no, man. I don't want to do that." "And I said take off your clothes. I want to see your reaction to talking about this. Then maybe I'd be inclined to believe your claims to be straight. Or maybe you don't want me to see how hard and drippy you get talking about Jeff. I bet you could cum without even stroking yourself from talking about him." "I'm not gonna do that." "As sexed up as you are, you'll cum in your shorts just thinking of a big cock. Now strip and tell us. If you're so straight, you can do it." I still didn't move so he continued. "Alright, let's make it a game. You say that talking about Jeff's dick doesn't make you horny. Well, if you can show me that you can talk about it without that dick of yours dripping all over the place, you're home free. All you have to do is pull your shorts down a little in front and let your dick hang out. For every drop of goo that drips out of it, you lose a piece of clothing. Now that sounds fair doesn't it? After all, as straight as you are, this should be a piece of cake. Or maybe I'll just ask Jeff." I could tell he was going to keep badgering me until I did it. I kept telling myself I could control myself. I wasn't queer. Maybe I should just get it over with. I thought that maybe I could get a few guarantees first. "Promise you won't do anything." "Tim, what would I do to you?" "You two just stay on the couch. I'll stay over here. I'll tell you about it then I'm leaving." "Tell you what, we'll sit here and you tell us the story. If you end up naked you have to jack off for us. If you cum before you finish the story, you have to blow us." "NO! I won't do it! I'm not hot for Jeff, I told you." "Then prove it. Maybe I will ask Jeff about it. See if he knows you're hot for him. I bet he'd love those pictures." My eyes widened. "No!" "Then we have a deal." I couldn't let him drag Jeff into this. Gary sat there smiling at my embarrassment. Carlos sat back and rubbed his crotch. "Let's see your dick." Carlos instructed. I reached down and pulled my shorts down in the front, hooking them under my dick and balls. My dick was hard and I could feel a slight moisture at the end. I just kept thinking to myself, I have to keep cool. I hoped my dick would cooperate. "Good. You look pretty horned up from talking about dick, straight boy. Now go on." I blushed deeper but went ahead and told them. "Well, we had had a few beers. His parents were gone. It was hot up in his room so we stripped down to our shorts. He had some magazines. Penthouse, Hustler, that kind of stuff and started showing them to me. We were lying there on the bed, smoking a joint." "What kind of shorts was he wearing?" "White briefs." "And you could see his dick through them?" "I guess." "Was it hard?" I could feel my dick twitch as I remembered watching Jeff with his dark tan contrasting against the white briefs. I remembered seeing the bulge poking over to the left, clearly defining his hard dick. I knew a drop of precum was forming on the end of my cock. "Yeah, I guess it was." The clear liquid now hung from my dick in a glistening string. It dripped onto my left tennis shoe. "That's one," Gary said. "Take off your shirt." My hands shook as I pulled my tee shirt over my head and dropped it on the floor beside me. "And then what happened?" Gary prompted. "He kept commenting on the hot chicks in the magazine and how much he'd like to fuck this one or that one. I was doing the same thing. We got horny. He was rubbing his dick through his shorts." "Were you watching him rub his dick?" "I was looking at the mags. I couldn't help seeing him. I mean he was right next to me." "Then what?" "He kept doing it. And talking about blowjobs and fucking and pussy. I started rubbing myself." "Was your dick leaking like it is now?" Carlos asked as a another drop of precum oozed from my hard dick. "Take off your shoes, Tim." I bent down and untied my tennis shoes and pulled them off. I wasn't wearing socks. I set them with my shirt. Now all I had left were my shorts and the jock strap I wore under them. Carlos repeated his question. "So were you leaking then, too?" "Yeah, I guess. There was a big wet spot on the front of my briefs." "And was Jeff leaking too?" "Yeah, a lot. I could see this big slick spot on his briefs. He reached down in them and started squeezing his dick. I could hear this squishy sound. I could see part of his pubes as he kind of pushed the front of his shorts down." My dick was twitching and throbbing. I really wanted to jack off. I knew I was losing the battle. Why couldn't I control myself? "What color was his bush? "Black." "Thick?" "Yeah." "And his belly? Is that hairy?" "Yeah, there's this trail of hair from his navel to his bush." I was getting more turned on as I envisioned Jeff lying there. A drop of precum dripped on my bare foot. "Take off the shorts, Tim." Gary ordered. "You're not doing a very good job of proving how straight you are." Hooking my fingers in the sides of my shorts, I pulled them down and stepped out of them. I stood there in my jock strap with my dick hanging out. "Did you reach in your shorts?" "Yeah. I started stroking my dick." "Then what?" "Jeff said he was really horny and needed to jack off. He asked if that was cool with me. I said sure." "I'll bet you did. So then, what?" "He peeled off his briefs and lay there naked stroking it." A big string of precum hung from my dick. I felt it hit my foot again. I wanted to stroke it so bad. "Well, Tim, I guess it's time to lose the jockstrap. You just get too horny thinking about Jeff's big dick." "No, man, it's just . . ." I tried to think of another explanation. Nothing came to mind. But I couldn't be doing all this because of Jeff. Still, I reached down and slid my jock off and put it with the rest of my clothes. I stood naked, my drippy dick pointing up toward my stomach. "So now you saw his dick. Tell me about it." "It, it was almost nine inches long. R-r-really thick." "Tell me about the head." "It's like a helmet. Flares out real wide. Big pisshole." I could see it. I tried to put it out of my mind. "And the shaft?" "Thick and veiny. Curved up and to the left." "And his balls?" "Big. Hairy. His sack's kind of dark brown." "You remember a lot. You were really studying that cock, weren't you? So then what? Did you take off your underwear?" "No. He kind of spread his legs and started stroking. I was still stroking in my briefs." "And you were staring at that cock of his while he stroked it. Wishing you could touch it, right? Wishing you could wrap your lips around it." "No, I-I-I just was . . . horny. From the pictures, you know." "Did you touch his dick?" "No." "But you wanted to, didn't you?" "No. I was just jackin' like him." I didn't want to tell this. "You were watching his dick." "Well, we were layin' there stroking and I couldn't help looking at his cock. I mean it was right in front of me." My dick was twitching up against my stomach. Another big glob of precum dripped on to my foot. "And when did you get naked?" "He said I should get naked before I came in my shorts so I pulled them off. We were lying there beating off." "You want to jack off right now, don't you?" Gary said, rubbing his hard dick through his shorts. "Thinking about Jeff's dick has you so hot you can't stand it. Tell us about when he came." My legs were shaking. "He started squirming around. His leg was over mine. And he shot all over the place." "On you?" "I guess some of it got on me." "Where?" "On my arm and my chest." "You watched the cum shooting out of his big dick." "Yeah." In my mind, I could see Jeff shooting load after load. I could feel it land on my arm and my chest. My legs started shaking more and I could feel my balls tighten. "And you came then too?" "Yeah." "You came a lot, right?" "I guess." "You wanted to touch his dick, right?" "N-n-no!" "You wanted it in your mouth so you could taste his hot jizz." "N-n-no! I just w-was h-horny." "You're thinking of that big cock pushing into your ass right now, aren't you? You want Jeff to bend you over and fuck that pussy of yours." "N-n-n . . . aghhh!" I shot, my cum arching up out of my dick and into the air. I fell to my knees and gasped for air. "See? I knew you'd do it," Gary laughed. "Now get over here. On your knees." "Hey please guys . . ." I begged. I felt humiliated enough. I'd thought I could control myself and obviously I was wrong. "You made a deal, Tim. Now it's time to pay up." I started to get up. Suddenly there was a voice from across the room. "Whoa, guys, is this a private party or can anyone join?" It was Ray, standing by the steps and stroking his hard cock, which was sticking out of his unzipped shorts. His cock looked to be about eight inches and very thick. He was hairier than Gary, but just as stocky and muscular. "Join in, Ray. Did you get to see Tim's little show?" Gary asked. "Pretty much of it. Horny little fag, isn't he?" "Tim claims he's straight," Gary said. "He was trying to convince us." "Well, he seems plenty turned on from talking about some guy's dick," Ray observed, slowly stroking himself. "Maybe he'd like to try one in person." "Our little friend here loves to try a new dick. Tim, go over and show Ray what you can do," Gary ordered, "On your knees. I want to see you crawl on your knees for it." "Oh, come on, please let me just leave," I pleaded. I didn't want to subject myself to another embarrassment. "Look at his dick, Tim," Gary said. "You want that don't you? You want to touch it and taste it. Admit it." I looked at Ray stroke his thick meat and my dick started to harden up again. Why couldn't I stop this? "I just want to leave," I said weakly. Seeing my dick's reaction, Carlos smiled, "See how you want it? Crawl over there and get it. We want to watch you suck that cock." Knowing I was beat, I slowly scooted across the rug on my knees. I came to a stop in front of Ray. "Pull his shorts off," Gary directed me. I reached up and pulled his shorts down his legs and over his feet. He still wore his work boots. His fat dick slapped against his stomach. I knelt there staring at it. "Can't wait to get that big pole in your mouth, can you? Well, get to work!" Ray pulled my head forward until my mouth was against his cock. "Lick it. Lick my dick and balls good, boy." Silently, I obeyed. I slid my tongue along the underside of his dick, licking down to his big smooth balls. I licked all around the big orbs, slicking his sack with my saliva. I could taste and smell the sweat. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Carlos and Gary slipping their shorts off and stroking their hard meat. "Yeah, chow down on that dick. Then you can get to these. Or maybe you'd rather I rammed it up that pussy hole of yours," Carlos said. "No, please," I mumbled as I continued licking Ray. "What's the matter, your pussy sore? Or are you afraid it'll turn you on too much?" Carlos started getting up. Ray pointed his wide dick head at my lips. "Start sucking now." I opened up and took it in my mouth. Carlos was kneeling behind me. I felt his hands on my ass pulling my cheeks apart. My sensitive hole twitched as the cool air hit it. He rubbed a finger over my swollen hole. The opening spasmed more as he did. "His little twat is hungry for it. We better feed it." He started to push his dick into me. I closed my eyes and took it, knowing it was futile to protest, even if my mouth weren't full of dick. "He's opened up a lot more today," Carlos observed. "All that activity at the doctor's office that you were telling me about must have done him some good." He started to fuck his dick in and out of my hole. I was beyond hurting at this point and just tried not to think of the humiliation of being everybody's fuck toy. "Yeah, by the time his friend Jeff gets a turn at his ass, it really will feel like a pussy," Gary said, standing next to Ray as he continued fucking my mouth. "You should thank us, Tim. If you can manage to seduce Jeff, he'll enjoy your butt so much more because of all the practice you've gotten. Chills ran through me. On one hand, the thought of Jeff fucking me made my dick throb even harder. But the thought of him finding out the things what I'd been doing horrified me. Gary could only see the effect on my cock. "Maybe he can fuck you by the pool one morning so I can get some good pictures. Or you two can even come over here. I know how you love an audience. We can all watch you get fucked by that jock you're so fond of." I could feel Ray picking up the pace in my mouth and Carlos doing the same in my ass. My dick slapped repeatedly against my stomach with a wet splat. I knew I would cum soon. I felt Carlos getting ready to shoot. Carlos grunted as he pumped my ass. "This kid loves to get his ass worked on. And I'm getting ready to give him my load . . . right . . . now." I shot again as he pounded against me and I felt his jizz flood my ass. Moments later, Ray was shooting in my mouth. I gulped his cum but some leaked out of the corners of my mouth onto my chin. He kept his dick in my mouth as Carlos pulled out of my ass. "So, Gary," Carlos said, still holding my shoulders, "which end do you want?" "Well I know how he likes his pussy fucked." Gary pulled me to my feet and dragged me over to the dining room table. I struggled, but he threw me on the table on my back. "Hold him," he told the others. Ray and Carlos grabbed my arms. Gary took my legs and pulled me to the edge of the table, pushing my legs up to my chest. My ass was right at the edge. I could feel Gary's fat dick rubbing my ass. I started to cry. "Please don't. Let me go," I sobbed. "Don't worry. You'll still be in time for practice. I wouldn't want you to go away unsatisfied." Gary started pushing into my stretched out hole. He started fucking hard. My dick was hard again in moments. Gary looked at the others and smiled. "Work his nipples. That'll help him get off again." He was right. As Carlos and Ray each grabbed a nipple and started pinching and twisting, my dick was twitching and dripping on my stomach. Gary took hold of it while he fucked me and started rubbing up and down on it. It didn't take long for me to blow a load all over my stomach. Moments later, Gary shot his load in me. By this time, Ray was ready to go again. "I'd like to try that pretty butt of his. Looked like you and Carlos were enjoying it. And he sure gets off on it." "Sure, it's a little sloppy but I think you'll enjoy it." Gary said as he pulled out. "No, not another one. I can't," I begged. But Ray was already lining up his dick with my open hole. He pushed and it sank into me all the way. I groaned from the latest violation. "Oh, yeah! That's one wet pussy," Ray exclaimed as he pumped faster and faster. Gary continued stroking me, using my own cum to lube my dick and work me to another orgasm. Soon I had another load in my ass and was shooting another batch of cum all over myself. Carlos jacked another load onto my chest as well. Gary helped me down off the table and threw my shirt at me. "Go ahead and get dressed. You'll be late." Wordlessly, I used my shirt to wipe my chest and stomach, then went over to pick up my shorts. "Just a moment," Gary said, Holding up a capsule about an inch and a half long. "George gave me this to help that pain in your butt. Bend over." My ass was throbbing so I didn't argue. Gary pushed the capsule deep into my hole. Then I put my jock and shorts back on and slipped my tennis shoes back on. Ray and Carlos were getting dressed too. As I was tying my shoes, Gary spoke. "Well, Tim, I think you may as well face up to being the pussy boy that you are. Admit that you're hungry for dick." I looked at him for a moment. "Why can't you believe me? I know I get turned on but I'm not queer. Why do you keep doing this to me?" "Because part of you is begging for it even though you won't admit it." I got up to leave. Since my shirt was soaked with cum, I carried it with me. Gary handed me the package for Nick. He put his hand on my shoulder. "If you'd just stop playing mind games with yourself you'd have more fun with this. You love getting fucked." "I just want to go now," I said, heading for the door. "I'll be late for practice." "Well, good luck with the meet. Hope you have fun," Gary smiled as he opened the door for me. "Yeah, thanks," I replied. I headed out to my car. Much later, I found out about the conversation after I left: Carlos asked Gary, "So what was that thing you stuck up his ass?" "It stimulates the prostate as it dissolves. He should have a permanent hardon starting in about thirty minutes and lasting for about five hours." Carlos smiled. "That's gonna be a little embarrassing in those Speedos they wear." "Oh, Nick has a few things planned for Tim this weekend. I think we're gonna have a lot of fun with him for quite a while." "Well count me in," Ray said, still rubbing his crotch through his shorts. "He's got a hot little ass." Gary laughed. "Oh, don't worry. There's plenty of partying yet to come."