Date: Thu, 16 Nov 2017 05:47:18 +0000
From: Shaverboy <shaverboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Curiosity chapter 28

My apologies to the readers for taking a long gap between uploading. I am
going to try to get all the remaining chapters uploaded very quickly. Happy
jacking!

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..!

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 28 - JAIL HOUSE ROCK

   Norm led me upstairs to the lockup. Opening the door with his keys, he
motioned me inside. The hallway was dim and I could hear yelling and
laughter echoing down the hall from a distance. Norm pointed toward the
left.

   "Time for you to get cleaned up. Go in there and shower. I'll be waiting
out here."

   I pushed open the door to the shower room. Walking in, I saw a row of
shower heads down the wall of the brightly lit room. I walked to the first
one and turned on the water. Adjusting it to a warm temperature, I moved
underneath and tried to clear my mind of the events that had led me here.
Not surprisingly, I didn't have much luck.

   My damned dick, though sore and red, refused to go all the way down. I
could feel my balls aching as though they still had too much cum in them.
How in the hell that could be true after all the times I'd shot today was
beyond me. And my ass ached horribly. My hole had been stretched and rubbed
by dicks and fingers and hammer handles and night sticks. The constant
throbbing was impossible to ignore, no matter how much I wanted to. And
inside, my prostate was so swollen that I could feel it pulsating, almost
begging to be rubbed for relief. But that kind of relief was the last thing
I wanted.

   I tried to figure out what I was going to do. I was in juvenile hall
charged with prostitution and indecent exposure. After all the stuff that
had happened to me in the past week, who was going to believe that I was
innocent? At school, I'd been forced to take the dicks of most of the swim
team. At home, my stepbrother and stepfather had both had their cocks in me.
My (ex) girlfriend had watched me get plowed by two jocks. My (ex) best
friend had sold my ass to his construction buddies.

   And the horrible thing was, there was a part of me that did get excited
by it all. They'd all seen me shoot load after load as they screwed me. This
had all started because I had been jacking off at the pool thinking of Jeff.
Maybe I really was . . .

   NO.

   I mentally put my foot down on that idea. But it wasn't quite as firm as
it had been a few hours ago. I was really confused.

   Deep in thought, letting the water pour over me, I didn't even hear the
door open. So I nearly jumped through the ceiling when I suddenly heard a
voice a few feet from me.

   "Hey, dude."

   I spun around to see a tall husky guy, about my age, standing there in a
towel. He was Latino, with a muscular smooth chest. I stood staring at him,
my eyes wide with fear and surprise.

   "New here, right?"

   I nodded, watching as he removed his towel and moved to the shower head
directly across from me. I could see his dick, thick and hanging down about
five inches amid a sea of black hair. His ass, sprinkled with black hair,
was big and round atop his thick muscled hairy legs. He turned on the water
and turned back to face me, slowly rubbing his chest as the water cascaded
over him.

   "I'm Paco. What ya in for?"

   I found my voice shaking, "It's a mistake. I didn't do anything."

   "Right, yeah, man. We're all here by fucking mistake. So what fucking
mistake are you in on?"

   "I, I was caught in the rain and I went in this restroom over at the park
to dry off and I was trying to dry my clothes off and they charged me with
indecent exposure." OK, so I left out a few details. He didn't have to know
everything.

   He smiled. "Workin' the fuckin' tearooms, huh? You sellin' it or givin'
it away?" He was rubbing soap all over his chest and stomach. I could see
his dick twitching and growing thicker.

   "No, it's not like that. I just wanted to get dry." I could feel my own
dick starting to harden again as I watched him. I tried to will it down but
it wasn't working. Paco glanced at my hard dick.

   "You horned up?" He reached down and squeezed his fat dick, now about
eight inches and mostly hard. "Me too, man. I am always fuckin' horny."

   I stood staring at his dick as he slowly stroked it. I could feel my
balls throb.

   "So you wanna fuckin' blow me, dude?"

   I snapped out of it fast. "Uh, no. Sorry."

   "Come on, man. You help me out, I'll help you out. That's the way it
works here." His dick was now all the way hard and about nine thick inches.
He aimed it in my direction as he slowly stroked. It was almost hypnotic. I
wanted to look away but somehow I couldn't.

   "Come here, man," Paco whispered, motioning toward him with a jerk of his
head.

   I shook my head and turned away toward the wall. A hand grabbed my
shoulder and spun me around. Paco was looking me right in the eyes.

   "Maybe you didn't understand the way it works here. I said to fucking
suck my dick, cocksucker! Now get down and do it!" Gripping the back of my
neck, he pushed me down to my knees. His fat uncut cock was an inch from my
face. Now fully hard, it stuck out a good nine inches. The foreskin covered
a bit of the bulbous head.

   "Blow me, asshole. And you better be fuckin' good or I'll beat your
fuckin' head in."

   Terrified, I opened my mouth and took his dick in. I could taste the soap
as it slid over my tongue. Clamping his hand on the back of my head, Paco
shoved his dick into my throat. I struggled to breath as he started rapidly
pumping in and out.

   "Yeah, get those pussy lips of yours around my fuckin' dick, sucker. Take
it all the way, faggot."

   His verbal humiliation was almost as bad as the assault on my mouth and
throat. The only thing that kept me from completely freaking out was that at
the speed he was going I knew this wouldn't last too long.

   Suddenly I heard noises from behind Paco.

   "Fuck, man. You got a new cocksucker, Pac?" I heard a voice say.

   Another voice followed. "Is he any good, dude?"

   Paco grunted. "Fuck yeah. Sweet pussy mouth on him."

   The first voice again. "Motherfuck, he ain't got no hair on him. Have you
tried his cunt yet, man?"

   "No but I bet it's ripe to plow."

   I saw one of the guys walk toward me. He was tall, black and naked. He
was stroking his huge dick with his right hand. He bent over and grabbed me
around the hips, pulling me to my feet. Paco held on to my head so now I was
bent over, my mouth still plugged full of Paco's pounding dick. I could feel
the other guy slap his heavy slab of meat against my ass. He kicked my feet
wider apart and gripped my ass cheeks, pulling them open to reveal my hole.

   "Goddamn, that cunt is ready for fuckin', man."

   The other guy chimed in as well. "Look at the pussy lips on that cunt.
That is one well-fucked hole. I bet it takes that big monster of yours in
one gulp, Ty."

   "Let's find out."

   I felt Ty push in, his enormous pole stretching my already aching hole.
He pushed hard, plunging his ten inches deep into me. I tried to scream but
all that came out was a muffled moan.

   "Yeah, she loves that big dong in her doesn't she?" I heard the other guy
say, now standing right beside Paco. He was short, no more than five and a
half feet, and stocky with just a stubble of blond hair on his head. He too
was stroking his hard dick. He looked younger than me, but with a hard look
in his eyes. I could see that his dick, while not as long as long as either
of the ones that were inside me at the moment, was plenty thick and ready
for which ever hole became available first. He reached under me, grabbing my
dick, which was hard and leaking.

   "You're turning her on, Ty. She's gonna blow her juice any second."

   He was right. As he roughly yanked my dick a few more times, it began
shooting another load of cum on the floor. I couldn't help it. In spite of
the abuse, my body was responding to the stimulation of Ty's huge cock.

   Paco grunted louder as he started spewing a load of cum into my throat.
And seconds later I felt the heat of a new batch of cum filling my ass. Paco
roughly pushed my head back, pulling his softening pole out of my mouth. Ty
pulled out of my ass and let me drop to the floor. I lay there in the water
and my own cum, trembling and gasping for air.

   The next assault wasn't long in coming. I felt the short guy climb on top
of me and aim his thick meat at my hole. It sank in immediately.

   "Fuck, this cunt is open man! I ain't felt a puss this sloppy in a
 while."

   Paco commented from across the room where he had resumed his shower,
"Little bitch was workin' the fuckin' john over at the park so he's had lots
of practice."

   As he spoke I heard more noise in the room. I looked up to see two more
guys standing there, watching the blonde guy plow my ass. One of them,
another Latino, came over and pulled off his towel. He knelt in front of me
and gripped my jaw, pulling my head up from the floor.

   "Give me some head, ho." He stuck his dick in my mouth and grabbing my
ears, began pumping hard. I thought I'd choke from the pounding my throat
was taking.

   The blonde guy didn't take long to pump his load into my ass. He
immediately stood up, leaving me lying on the floor of the shower with the
other guy fucking my mouth. Someone else, who I couldn't see, replaced him,
sinking right in to my ravaged hole. It wasn't long before I had two more
loads in me.

   They went to take their showers, leaving me lying on the floor. I was too
sore and humiliated to move. The five of them finished their showers and
left. I heard the door open again.

   "What the hell are you doing?" I heard Norm say, "Get up and dry off. "It
seems somebody has come to bail you out."

   I slowly got up, every muscle in my body aching, my mind in a haze. I
grabbed the towel that Norm threw at me and dried off. I wrapped the towel
around my waist and limped to the door.

   As I followed Norm down the hall, I wondered who it was who came to get
me. At this point I really didn't care as long as I got out of here.

   Norm opened the door to a small room. I walked in and saw a bag
containing my shorts, shoes, and tee shirt lying on the table.

   "Get dressed," he instructed and left, closing the door behind him.

   I pulled my still damp clothes out of the bag and pulled them on. As I
tied my tennis shoes, the door opened. Norm came in, followed by a tall,
dark haired man I'd never seen before. Yet something about him seemed
familiar. He carried a bag that contained the money I'd had with me and my
car keys.

   "Here are your things, Tim. Let's go."

   I looked at him, puzzled. "Who are you?"

   "My name is Henry Collier. I'm an attorney. I've gotten the charges
against you dropped. Now come with me."

   I followed him out of the room and out to the parking lot. The rain had
stopped and left a steamy warm night behind. I had to know who this guy was
and who had gotten him to get me out. He stopped at a big black BMW parked
at the side of the lot.

   "Get in, Tim."

   I stood back a few feet. "Wait a minute. I don't even know who you are.
Did my stepdad hire you to get me out?"

   "No, my son asked me to help you out. And from the looks of things, I'd
say you needed it."

   I was still puzzled. I heard the passenger door of the car open. I heard
a voice from the other side of the car.

   "Tim, get in the car."

   I turned to see Max standing there. I started to shake. I felt my knees
buckling. Mr. Collier grabbed me before I fell to the ground and in a second
Max was there holding me close. He helped me into the back seat of the car
and climbed in with me. I buried my face in his big muscular chest and
sobbed as his father got in and started the car.

   Max gently stroked my hair.

   "Don't worry, little dude," he whispered, "it's gonna be OK."

TO BE CONTINUED . . .