Date: Sat, 18 Mar 2017 02:13:46 +0000
From: Shaverboy <shaverboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Curiosity chapter 16

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!


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CHAPTER 16 - COACH'S CONFERENCE

Nick looked around and saw me come in wearing only my towel.

"What the hell are you doing? Out whoring around again?"

"No, uh, I just was down at Pat and Ben's room. My clothes were wet."

"Yeah, right. Come in here. I want to show Derrick what I've been talking
about."

"No, I gotta use the bathroom." I quickly turned and scooted into the
bathroom, locking the door behind me. I dropped the towel and stood there
naked for a moment. Looking down on my shaved body, I felt the tingle in my
ass again. It seemed to be getting worse, more insistent for something to
fill my hole. I thought about how many times it had been filled tonight, how
many swim team dicks had blown their loads up my butt. And my dick started
to rise again. I was horrified to think that the memory of being fucked was
making me horny.

I heard the phone ring out in the room as I pulled my still damp sweat pants
and tee shirt off the towel rack and put them on. My half-hard dick tented
the front of my sweats. Then I pulled on my socks and shoes, got my wallet
out of my pack and stuck it in the back pocket of my sweats. I was going to
have to make some excuse for going out again. I figured I'd say I forgot
something.

I came out of the bathroom and headed for the door.

"I left something in Pat's room, I'll be right back."

"Come here a minute first." Nick commanded.

Nervously, I entered the room. Jake and the guy Nick called Derrick were
watching me. Derrick was a big man, in his late thirties or early forties.
He was balding with a goatee and mustache. There was something sort of
ruggedly handsome about him. He looked me over closely as I stepped in front
of the bed where Nick was sitting.

"Tim, this is Coach Norris from Jefferson High," Nick said. "Derrick, this
is the one who can't control himself."

"So I see. Well, the tape showed he was a horny little fucker. I guess I
shouldn't be surprised he was wandering around the motel in a towel."

Tape? I glanced at the TV and saw that there was a VCR sitting on top. On
the screen was a scene that made my jaw drop: It showed me in the den at
home, naked, on my hands and knees, getting fucked by Greg and sucking
Jeremy's dick. The scene had just advanced to the point where Jennie walked
in and caught us. I was shocked. Who had taped this? It dawned on me that
this must have been in the package that Gary gave me for Nick. But how had
Gary gotten it?

"I was just showing Derrick how addicted to sex you've become," Nick
explained. "He's already seen the tapes of you at the doctor's office. Now
we were watching the fun you had that evening."

"But . . . how did . . ."

"Your stepfather felt it was important to keep tabs on what you were doing
so he got Gary to install the camera in the den. And it certainly shows how
you just can't get enough, even after all the times we milked loads out of
you earlier. Sit down and watch."

I stayed standing but watched as the scene on the TV unfolded. I saw Greg
fuck my ass harder and faster with each stroke. I saw Jeremy pull Jennie's
towel off and get me to eat her out. Then watched him fuck her as his dick
ran across my tongue. I watched as I shot my load, jacking off for them with
the butt plug in me. Without my realizing it, my dick rose to full hardness
as I watched the screen. I wanted to run away and yet I couldn't tear eyes
away from the images on the tape.

"My God, son, you are turned on by this aren't you?" Coach Norris commented,
seeing my arousal.

"No, I, uh, just . . ."

"Oh yeah he gets hot for it," Jake chimed in, rubbing his crotch as he
watched me. "You should have seen him when he got on the bus today. His
fuckin' Speedos were soaked with spooge and you could see his boner sticking
up in 'em. When we made a pit stop, he couldn't wait to go throw his pussy
at some truckers."

"That's not true," I protested, "They made me. I'm not queer."

"And who's making you get hard now, boy? That hardon is pretty obvious in
your sweats there." Derrick asked.

I needed to get out of there. Pat and Ben were waiting for me. "I really
have got to stop down at their room now," I said, turning to leave.

Nick shook his head. "You're not going anywhere. That was Pat on the phone.
I told him you couldn't go out again. I think you need to watch this tape
and see what a pussy boy you've become."

"But I'll be right back," I lied.

"It can wait. You'll see them in the morning."

My heart sank, knowing I wouldn't see them. They'd be back home by morning,
having left me behind.

"So get comfortable and watch your little show," Nick ordered. "Take off
those damp clothes. Then we can all see how you react to watching yourself
whore around."

"No, I don't want to."

"I said strip! It's a little late to try to act modest. We'll see how
straight you are."

"Nick, please . . ."

"Dammit, you have got to learn to do as you're told." He pushed himself off
the bed and came toward me. I found myself staring at the bulge in his
shorts. He grabbed the front of my tee shirt with both hands.

"Now when I say strip, I mean it," he growled. With one strong tug, he
ripped open the front of my shirt. He continued pulling until it fell in
tatters on the floor. He reached out and twisted my hard nipples. I hissed
in pain but my dick jerked in my sweatpants.

"See how turned on he gets from having his tits played with," Nick observed
as he continued to twist and pinch. A growing wet spot appeared on the front
of my sweats. "Now are you going to take the rest off?"

"Please, I don't want to."

He released my nipples and grabbed the front of my sweats.

I begged, "Please, Nick, these are the only clothes I have with me."

"Too bad, maybe next time you won't be so busy being a slut that you forget
to pack," he grinned as he ripped the seam apart from the waistband to my
crotch. My hard dick flopped out, the head wet with precum.

He nodded toward my drippy cock. "And you said you weren't excited. You just
wanted someone to strip you. More of a turn on for you that way isn't it?"
He continued to rip the seams all the way down my legs and up the crack of
my ass. I was left with the torn remnants of my sweats hanging loosely from
the drawstring around my waist. Nick gave that a tug to untie it and the
ruined sweats fell to my feet. I was naked except for my socks and tennis
shoes. He pushed me back onto the bed and pulled the ripped pants, my shoes,
and socks off and thew them in the corner. Then he pulled me roughly back to
my feet and turned me toward Jake and Derrick.

"So here's our little straight boy who hates to get fucked. Why are you so
hard then, boy?"

"I don't know," I whispered, my voice quivering. "My dick just gets hard."

"Watching yourself getting fucked on that tape makes you hard doesn't it?"
He turned me toward the TV. The three of them sat there watching me.

I stood watching the tape, feeling the itching in my ass get worse. My ass
cheeks twitched as my aching hole spasmed. Precum oozed in a long string
from my dick. The scene on the TV had advanced to where Tom and Dennis had
joined the party. Tom had his dick in my mouth while Jeremy fucked me.

Jake laughed as he watched me. "Look at him. His twat is itching to be
fucked again."

"No, please, I don't want that." But my ass was needing to be filled. My
swollen prostate was throbbing for something to rub it but I didn't want
them to know that. I didn't want to be used as a fuck toy again.

"Your 'girlfriend' seems to like watching you get fucked. Do you put on this
show for her a lot?"

"No, I'd never wanted her to see that."

"To see what, boy?"

"Me . . .um, with a guy."

"But you couldn't resist. You wanted her to see you with a cock in your
cunt, to see how you really get off."

"No, that's not true."

"Spread your legs, cunt boy," Jake ordered.

I spread my feet apart about a foot. My ass twitched from the throbbing
inside.

"Why are you flexing your ass like that, boy?" Derrick asked. "Looks like
you're hungry for something to be in it. Spread it wider."

"No, I just . . ."

Nick kicked my legs apart from behind me.

"Jack your dick," Nick commanded. "Let's see how long it takes you to cum
while you're watching yourself get fucked."

I was red faced with embarrassment but my dick was so hard it hurt. I needed
to jack it off. I took my dick in my hand and slowly began to stroke as I
watched the tape of the two football players, my stepbrother and his friend
using my ass and mouth. The three of them watched me jack myself off. My
dick was slick with my precum. In no time, I felt my balls contract and
another milky load shot out, splashing the floor and my bare feet. I stood
there, my butt still twitching from the throbbing inside.

Derrick commented, "Pretty big load. You really get turned on watching those
guys fuck your little cunt, 'straight boy'. And from the way you're working
your butt I'd say you're still not satisfied."

Nick grabbed me and bending me over, he looked down at my open, twitching
hole.

"Looks to me like you've been whoring around again, kid. That pussy of yours
is wide open. Who's been fucking you this time?"

I stayed silent, not wanting to tell him that the team had been fucking me
for the last three hours. He slapped my ass hard.

"I asked you a question. Who's been fucking that cunt of yours?"

"The guys." I whispered, blushing in humiliation.

"You've been throwing yourself at your teammates? I bet you begged them to
fuck you." Nick said, rubbing his finger around my raw stretched entrance.
"How many of them?"

I shivered from the contact of his finger. "Most of them. They made me. I
didn't want it."

"I don't believe you. I've seen how cock hungry you are. Did you cum while
they fucked you?"

"Well, I . . ."

"Of course you did. And you still want more."

Derrick was watching my reaction as Nick continued to rub my hole. "Nick,
maybe we should see how he reacts. Stick something in his ass. Then we'll
see how he likes it."

Jake spoke up. "I've got just the thing."

He went over and reached in his bag. He pulled out a flashlight. It had a
black rubber handle about a foot long and was about two and a half inches in
diameter. He brought it over to Nick.

"See how he likes this up his twat."

My eyes were wide with panic. "NO! Please don't. I can't take that."

Derrick spoke up. "From the looks of things on this tape, I'd say you can."

I glanced at the TV. I saw Tom and Jeremy lying on the coffee table, their
dicks together. Dennis and Greg had picked me up and spread my legs apart.
They were lowering me onto the two hard cocks. They pumped me up and down
until both dicks were deep in my ass. My hard dick bobbed up and down,
drooling steadily as they stretched me open and fucked me.

While I stared at the taped scene in horrified fascination, Jake had greased
up the flashlight handle with some hand lotion. Nick had me bent over with
my legs spread wide. I felt Jake rub the end of the handle against my hole.
The burning itch in my ass grew worse. My hole twitched, opening and
closing, beckoning the invasion, even as I sobbed in humiliation. He began
to push. The blunt end of the handle popped into my hole. I groaned in pain.

"See I knew you could do it. Your little pussy was beggin' for it," Jake
said as he twisted the black monster further into me. In no time, he had
seven inches of it in me.

"Sit on it, boy," Derrick said. "Let's see you fuck yourself on it."

Nick and Jake pulled me back until the lens of the flashlight was seated on
the floor. I braced my legs to balance myself on it as it sank deeper into
me. Squatting over it, my dick hard up against my stomach and drooling, they
released me. I almost fell over but managed to balance on my legs and the
flashlight, grabbing the foot of the bed to steady myself. As much as I was
embarrassed by what was happening, the tube in my ass seemed both sooth and
stimulate that swollen bump inside me. A steady dribble of precum flowed out
of my dick, running down my smooth crotch and dripping off my balls.

"OK, fuck yourself on it," Nick ordered.

"No, please, I don't . . ."

"Do it!" he shouted, pushing my shoulder. I moaned as ten inches of the
handle now filled me. Knowing I had no choice, I started working my legs to
pump up and down slowly. I could feel the big shaft moving in and out of my
hole. My dick jerked and twitched in response.

"See how he gets off on this. Just like on the tape," Nick commented.

I couldn't control myself. In spite of my humiliation, I needed that feeling
in my ass. I worked myself up and down on the rubber shaft, addicted to the
feeling it gave me. And I watched the tape. I saw the scene where my dick
erupted in a geyser of cum as the two dicks fucked my ass. I could feel the
same thing about to happen to me now. Part of me tried to stop it, not
wanting them to see me cum from the stimulation in my ass. But another part
of me needed to shoot so bad. And that part was winning.

Jake slid off his gym shorts revealing his nine-inch hard dick. He stepped
in front of me and held it to my face.

"Want something to suck on too, boy? Open up and blow me."

He rubbed his cock against my lips. Knowing protests would do no good, I
took it in my mouth and began to suck as I kept working my ass on the
flashlight. Jake grabbed my head and pumped his dick in and out of my mouth.
Derrick and Nick sat and watched, their dicks out, slowly stroking.

"So when did you find out about him?" Derrick asked Nick as they watched me.

"Oh, I'd suspected for a long time. His stepfather is an old friend and we'd
talked about the way he got hard anytime he saw a dick. And then, like I was
telling you earlier, Gary Woods called me the other morning and told me
about the lifeguard at his pool coming over and giving him a blow job. I
knew it was Tim. By coincidence, Mike Carter had asked me to find him a
shaved young cocksucker for a shoot he was doing with Wayne Collier. So when
this one showed up at Gary's place again, I knew I had one. He couldn't wait
to suck Gary's dick again. Once I knew the maintenance man had fucked him in
the poolhouse shower, there was no question he was a cock whore. It was no
trouble to talk him into shaving him down. He just about came all over
himself when we got rid of his pubes. Then we checked to see how he liked
getting fucked. And believe me, by the amount he came you could tell he
loved it. The trip to George's clinic just confirmed it. Then when he showed
up at the practice this morning with a big boner, I knew he was ready to
work with Mike."

I couldn't respond with Jake's dick in my mouth but I listened to his
version of the past week. 'No' I thought, that's not how it happened. I
didn't want that. I'm straight. It was just . . . what? Just curiosity? Just
horniness? How had I gotten so far from where I'd been? I'd started out
wondering what it would be like to suck Jeff's dick and ended up getting
fucked by everybody who crossed my path. Where would it end? And with this
feeling in my ass, more and more present to me all the time, could I stop
it? I needed time to work that out. But right now, all I could concentrate
on was the feeling in my ass as that rubber handle opened me up and on
Jake's dick sliding in and out of my mouth. I was becoming accustomed to the
taste of cock. I was hooked on the feel of invasions of my ass. Tears ran
down my face. This couldn't be happening to me. I kept telling myself I
wasn't queer. But my dick felt like it was going to explode. And soon it
did, spewing my cum up to my chin.

Jake laughed as he kept pumping my mouth, "Yeah, what a straight stud you
are. Your cunt loves to be fucked and you can't get enough of the taste of
dick." In minutes, he shot a hot load of cum into my mouth.

Derrick and Nick pulled me up to my feet. The flashlight stuck out of my
ass. They pushed me face down on the desk and pulled the rubber handle out
of me. Nick probed my open hole. It twitched at his touch.

"His pussy's still hungry. Guess we'll just have to feed it. Derrick, you
want to try this whore cunt?"

Derrick began pulling off his shirt and jeans. "I may as well since he wants
it so bad,"

Derrick stood in front of me naked. His hard 10 inch rod stood out from his
big hairy muscular body. I watched it swinging in front of him as he
approached.

"You can't wait to feel that big pole inside you can you?" he asked,
stroking it for emphasis. "Well here it comes."

He stepped behind me and plunged his big cock into me. I opened my mouth to
yell but Nick, who had also stripped by now, filled my mouth with his fat
dick. My hard dick rubbed against the side of the desk. Soon it was dripping
again. I was crying but my body reacted to the double assault by getting
turned on again.

Derrick reached down and squeezed my hard dick. "Damn, you are a whore
aren't you? You never get enough."

It wasn't long before two more loads filled my mouth and my ass. I shot
again down the side of the desk.

Derrick pulled out of me and started getting cleaned up. Nick came around
behind me and shoved two more of those capsules up my ass.

"That should help after all the use this hole has had. Now get to bed. You
need to be in some sort of shape tomorrow for the meet."

Silently, I slid off the desk and got in bed, my face wet with tears. I was
in a daze but I was also exhausted. As I drifted off to sleep, I kept
thinking that maybe tomorrow I could prove to them I was straight. I had no
idea how but somehow I'd find a way.

Later I learned of the conversation Nick and Derrick had as they walked to
the elevator.

"You and his stepfather had planned all this?" Derrick asked.

"Larry and I had thought that he wanted dick for a long time but was playing
straight. I mean he was always getting hard when he'd see a guy's dick. And
he also seemed to get off on authority figures. We'd talked about how to get
the little fag if the opportunity came up. Then he played right into our
hands when he blew Gary. Now we're gonna make sure he makes up for lost
time. Not to mention the money we can get from Mike Carter for use of his
shaved cunt on film."

"But he still says he's straight."

"Did you see him jizz from getting fucked? He's been wanting dick for a long
time. We're just doing him a favor by giving him what he wants. And the
protest act just seems to make it hotter for him."

"So those capsules swell up his prostate?" Derrick asked.

"Yeah. I just gave him a double dose. Pretty soon he won't even need them,
it'll just stay that way. But this should have him hard as a rock and
longing for something in his ass all day tomorrow. He'll be a hit at the
meet."

"I'll bet. I have a few swimmers on my team who would love to stick it to
him if they knew. I know a few of the judges too who can give him a hard
time if they notice his hardon."

"Oh, they'll know. Larry and I worked out a few ways to advertise what a
slut he is. I replaced his suit yesterday with one that's a size smaller and
has no liner in it. I replaced that one tonight with one a size smaller.
He'll barely be able to stuff himself into it. His boner is going to be
pretty hard to miss."

"Should be an interesting day."