Date: Tue, 15 Nov 2016 00:52:37 +0000
From: Shaverboy <shaverboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Curiosity Chapter 5

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!

Now FINALLY, on to the story! All original disclaimers, etc., are included.

*********

Chapter 5 - No Place Like Home

The rain had stopped and the night was warm and damp as I drove home in
silence. My mind was spinning with the events of the day. Each time I hit a
bump in the road, the plug in my butt rubbed against my insides, reminding
me of its presence and sending a tingle through my dick. I hadn't taken it
out because all I'd wanted to do at that point was get out of there as soon
as possible. I thought about what I was going to do tomorrow morning when
Gary and Nick had told me to come back. Knowing the pictures that they had
of Nick fucking my ass and Gary fucking my face, I had to go back. And for
some reason, that made my dick jerk toward hardness even more.

"No!" I said to myself. I couldn't be getting turned on by this. They'd
fucked me. They'd shaved me. I'd been supposed to get together with Jennie
that night. How the hell could I do that when my ass was stretched out and
all my pubic hair had been shaved off? My ass was still stuffed full with
the butt plug Gary had forced me to wear. My stomach and face were covered
with dried cum. My whole body was still covered with the massage oil Nick
and Gary had used. I'd have to come up with some excuse to put Jennie off.
Besides, the thought of sex with her didn't do anything for me right now. I
guessed I was just so worn out from the humiliation I'd endured that day.
Well, at least I could go home, get something to eat and a shower, and try
to sort things out.

I pulled into the driveway and went in the house. I stopped in the kitchen,
fixed a sandwich and a Coke and headed for my room. I noticed the light was
blinking on the answering machine. I figured it was Jennie and decided to
call her after I'd had a chance to unwind a little. I wasn't going to talk
to her with cum all over me and a plug in my ass.

I reached my room and put down the sandwich and drink. I stripped off my
tee-shirt, feeling it pull away from the sticky cum on my stomach and chest.
I tossed it on the floor and kicked off my tennis shoes and pulled off my
socks. Then I pulled off my shorts, once again feeling them stick to my
stomach, and kicked them over near my shirt. I looked in the mirror and saw
my shaved body. I ran my hand across my smooth crotch and down to my shaved
and oily balls. I could feel my cock tingle. My dick was red and the head
looked swollen from all the times I'd cum today. Just thinking of that made
it start to twitch to attention again. I couldn't believe this was
happening. I reached back and felt the base of the plug in my butt. I tried
to pull it out. The base was still all slippery with oil and the wide plug
was so tight in my ass, it wouldn't budge. I managed to get my fingers
underneath the base and pulled again. The plug stretched at the entrance to
my hole. I groaned as I felt a drop of precum drip on my bare foot. I
twisted the plug, trying to get it out but it clung to the inside of my ass.
The twisting motion just made my dick harder.

Suddenly the phone rang. Startled, I stopped pulling on the plug. It plunged
all the way back into my ass. A thick drool of precum oozed from my
twitching dick. I flopped down on the bed and answered the phone.

"Hey Timmy," a female voice said. It was Jennie. I lay there, my fingers
still locked beneath the base of the plug, and tried to think of what to say
to her.

"Hi, Jen," I said weakly, "How's it going?"

"Well, I was wondering when you wanted me to come over tonight." She paused
and then said, "You know I've been thinking about you all day."

"Um, uh, I thought of you too," I stammered, "But I'm really tired tonight.
Could we cancel out?"

"What's the matter? You couldn't have had much to do today with the rain.
I'll bet you spent most of the day flat on your back."

"Well, yeah part of it." That image of being tied to the coffee table came
back to my mind. My dick jerked with hardness. "But I guess I just didn't
get a lot of sleep last night."

"Well I know you didn't the night before that! I thought you'd never stop. I
was thinking we could see how long we could go this time. Or are you getting
tired of me?"

"No, of course not. But I want it to be really good when we're together and
I just don't think I'm up to it right now. I was just getting ready to take
a shower and then I think I'll turn in early."

"So you're ready for a shower. I wish I were there to wash you off. Remember
being in the shower together that time?"

"Oh, yeah," The only image that came into my mind was Carlos in the shower
today. I could see his big cock in front of my face. I tried to think of
showering with Jennie but Carlos's dick kept appearing in my mind. I reached
down and took my dick in my hand squeezing a glob of precum out the end. I
was still pulling on the plug with my other hand.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come over? I could help you shower. I'd
wash you real good. I'd even help you shave your legs for that swim meet you
have this weekend. Remember you said you wanted me to help you."

"Well, actually, I already took care of that." I looked down at my shaved
crotch. My dick was spilling more juice on the area where my bush had been.

"Is that what you did today? I thought you had trouble getting the back of
your legs."

"Yeah, well, I managed." I thought of Gary lifting my legs and shaving my
ass. My fingers could feel the smoothness around my hole. My dick was
throbbing hard by now. I squeezed and stroked it slowly.

"What's the matter with you? You sound funny."

"Um, like I said, I'm just tired." My breathing was getting a little
irregular. Without thinking, I twisted the plug in my ass and groaned.

"Tim, what are you up to? You're not playing with yourself are you?"

"No, of course not. Um, I was just stretching." I pulled at the plug,
stretching my sore hole even more. A shiver of sexual excitement went
through me.

"Yes you are! Wouldn't you rather I was there playing with it?"

"No, er, I mean, I want it to be special with you."

"So you are doing it. I want to hear you. Put the phone down there."

I couldn't believe this. "Jennie! I don't think . . ."

"Do it, Tim. Let me hear you play with it."

I was too tired to fight her about this. "Oh all right." I put the receiver
on my stomach and stroked my dick. The precum oozing out made a squishy
sound. I picked up the phone again after a few strokes. "Satisfied?"

"You pig. You'd rather do it by yourself. What's on your dick, hand lotion?
Or are you leaking like you did the other night?"

"Now look, I feel really weird about this."

"Tell me exactly what you're doing Tim. Otherwise I'm coming over and I'll
watch you beat your meat."

"Shit, Jennie, this isn't right."

"Tell me. Are you naked?"

"OK, yeah I am."

"And what are you doing?"

"I'm stroking my dick, OK. Satisfied?"

"With your right hand?"

"Yeah."

"And what are you doing with the other hand?"

"I'm . . ." I twisted the plug again with my left hand without thinking. A
small moan escaped my mouth. "I'm holding the phone, uh, of course."

"No you're not. I can always tell when you're lying Tim. What are you doing
with your other hand?"

"I'm, uh squeezing my nipples." Jennie knew I liked it when she played with
my nipples so I figured that sounded reasonable.

"All right, I want to hear you do it until you cum."

"Jennie, no!"

"Do it, Tim."

I put the receiver down again and started to stroke my cock. It was slippery
and dripping. As I did, I tugged on the plug in my ass, pushing it in and
out. It reminded me of the motion of Carlos or Gary or Nick's big dicks
pounding my ass. The motion in my hole just made me hotter. In minutes I was
panting and moaning and ready to cum. I shot a load all over my stomach. I
picked up the slightly gooey phone.

"Now are you happy?"

"Did you shoot a lot?"

"Jennie! That's embarrassing."

"Did you?"

"Well, yeah, I guess."

"Scoop some up and taste it for me."

"Hey that's gross."

"You didn't think so when I tasted it the other night. Now do it. Otherwise
I'm coming over and making you do it."

"You are one sick chick. OK, I'll do it." I reached down and scooped a glob
of jizz off my stomach. Slowly I drew it toward my mouth and licked it. The
salty sweet flavor reminded me of the loads of cum I had already tasted
today. My hand twitched on the plug and twisted it more. I groaned again.

"God, you sound like you're still horny, Tim. Maybe I should come over. I
could help you relax."

Having her here would definitely not help me relax, I thought. "No thanks,
Jennie. I just want to take a shower and go to bed, OK?"

"All right. Get a good night's sleep Tim. We'll get together tomorrow night.
No excuses."

"OK, sure. Goodnight."

I hung up the phone. I lay there with a fresh load of cum dribbling down my
sides. Why had I let her order me around like that? I felt like she had used
me just like the others today. And what was I going to do about tomorrow
night?

I raised my legs and started to try again to pull the plug out. It still
resisted and I twisted it around trying to pull it loose. My dick hardened
again. I rubbed some of the cum off my belly onto my throbbing cock. I
started to slide the plug in and out of my ass again and stroked my dick as
I did. With my legs raised in the air, I could see Nick in my mind, standing
between my legs, his big cock pumping in and out of my hole. I shot another
load of cum, moaning loudly as these thoughts went through my head. I pulled
the plug out of my ass. My hole felt sore and open and somehow empty. I lay
there for a minute, catching my breath as cum dripped down my body. I
decided it was time to get up and get that shower. Slowly I stood up and
headed toward the bathroom.

I turned on the water in the shower and stepped in. The feel of the warm
water refreshed and relaxed me and I started to soap up my body, washing the
multiple splashes of cum from my stomach, chest and face. I reached back and
washed my ass, feeling around my hole as I did. It was still open and
swollen from the abuse it had gotten today. My dick tingled again as I
touched the sore rim of my asshole. Pulling my hand away, I turned off the
shower and stepped out. Grabbing a towel, I dried off and went back in the
bedroom, the damp towel wrapped around my waist.

I thought I heard a noise from down the hall. Thinking I should check this
out, I dropped the towel and put on a pair of clean gym shorts and a tee
shirt. I headed down the hall toward the den. I could see the TV was on. I
knew I hadn't turned it on so I stepped into the room to see what was going
on.

"Hey, little brother," a voice said. It was my stepbrother Tom, sitting on
the couch, holding a beer. Tom was 24, about 6'1" with dark brown hair. His
tanned body showed the effects of both his job and his daily workouts. Tom
was my stepfather's son from his first marriage. In the two years since my
mother and stepfather had married, Tom and I had never really gotten along.
I found him to be arrogant and hostile. He acted as if he found me to be an
irritating inconvenience. Fortunately, he lived in an apartment across town
so I didn't have to see him too often.

Also sitting on the couch was Dennis, a friend of his from work. Dennis was
29 and had longish blonde hair. Shorter and stockier, he was even more built
than Tom. Tom and Dennis both worked for Jeff's dad in construction. Both of
them wore jeans and tee shirts.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, not at all pleased to see him. After the
day I'd had, the last thing I needed was Tom giving me a lot of attitude.

"Dad asked me to stop by and check on the place and there was a game on
cable tonight. It comes on at ten so Dennis and I thought we'd relax til it
starts. What are you up to kid?"

"Nothing, I just got home and took a shower. I started my lifeguard job
today."

"Is that what got you so horny?" Tom asked with fake curiosity in his voice.
I started to feel uneasy. What was he up to?

"What are you talking about?"

"Quite a show you were putting on when we came in little brother. You were
so busy you didn't even notice us out in the hall."

"Well, none of your business."

"I don't know little brother. I think I need to take more of an interest in
your activities. Especially if they're as kinky as yours seem to be."

"What the hell do you mean? So I was jacking off. Big deal."

"On the phone? Who were you talking to?"

I blushed. God, how much had they seen? "I-I was talking to Jennie."

"Oh, yeah? Does Jennie use this thing on you when you're together." He held
up the buttplug. He must have gotten it from my room while I was in the
shower. "You were just bustin'loose with this little thing in your butt.
Haven't seen somebody cum twice that close together in a while."

I must have turned beet red at that point. "I-I was just, uh, fooling
around. I was just curious what it felt like."

Dennis chimed in, "You were really fucking yourself with that thing. Really
stretching your butthole open. You must have been doing this for a while to
be able to open up that wide. That get you off kid? Havin' your butt opened
up?"

Being reminded of the action with the plug and all the action that my ass
had been through today started to arouse my dick again in spite of my
embarrassment. I tried to will it down.

"No, I . . ."

"Look," Tom said, pointing at my increasingly tented shorts, "he getting
hard just thinking about it."

"Show us again how you like to do it, Tim." Dennis sneered. "Whip it out and
shove that thing in your ass again."

"Fuck you." I said angrily, turning to walk out the door. This was starting
to get uncomfortable and I thought I'd best get back to my room.

Tom shot up off the couch and grabbed my arm. "I think you're the one
getting fucked, Timmy-boy. Or maybe you'd like me to tell Dad about your
little activities. I'm sure he and your mom would be thrilled to know you're
fuckin' some girl and fucking your own butt with a rubber plug. Yeah, they'd
love that. Now strip and give us a little show.

I knew I was beat. Tom released my arm and I reached down and pulled my tee
shirt up over my head, dropping it on the floor. Tom sat back down on the
couch and watched. He placed the plug on the coffee table right in front of
me. Slowly I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my shorts and began to
pull them down.

"That's it, get naked." Tom instructed, sipping his beer. I pulled my shorts
down and stepped out of them. I stood in front of them naked, my dick almost
fully hard.

"What happened to your pubes?" Dennis asked, looking at my smooth crotch.
"Damn, you look like a real pussy boy."

"I, uh, shaved for the swim meet this weekend." It was at least partly true.
"The smoother you are, the better."

"If you say so," Tom said. "Now stroke your dick. Let's see how hard you
get. Think about putting that plug in your ass. That oughta get you goin'."

I took my dick in my hand and started to pump it. In seconds, it was hard as
a rock. Precum started to leak from the tip once again.

"Yeah that gets the little fucker horny," Dennis said, "Bet he gets even
hotter when he plays with his ass."

"Do it, Timmy," Tom ordered. "Reach back and play with your ass while you
jack off."

"Shit, Tom, just leave me alone, OK?" I begged, continuing to stroke my
meat.

"We want the full show, kid. Turn around and show us that bubble ass of
yours. Let's see what you find so much fun about playin' with it."

Slowly, I turned around, facing the wall. I knew what was coming next.

"Spread your legs and bend over, kid. Let's see that hole you're so fond
of."

With my feet spread about three feet apart, I bent over, showing them my
ass. I kept thinking that maybe they'd get bored with this and leave me
alone. I continued to jack my cock as I bent over. My puffy abused asshole
was in full view.

"Hell, Tim, that hole looks like it's seen some action. Stick your finger in
there. Let's see how that turns you on."

"Come on Tom, drop it will you? Let me just go back to my room."

"Not until we see what you like to do with your ass. Then you can go back to
your room and fuck yourself all you want. But you got to show us first."

I figured I might as well get it over with. I reached back and ran my index
finger down my crack until it found my hole. I rubbed it around the tender
opening a few times and then began to push it in. After all the stretching
my ass had taken, it slid in easily.

"Shit look at that," Dennis said, "his ass opens up just like a pussy. Work
a second finger in kid."

I complied with the order, slipping my middle finger into my ass along with
my index finger. I groaned as my ass opened to accept the new intruder. My
dick throbbed and dripped precum as I slowly stroked it. Much as I was
humiliated by what was happening, I was also getting deeply turned on.

"You really get into this don't you kid?" Dennis commented as they watched
me work my fingers into my hole. "Work 'em in and out. Let's see you fuck
yourself."

Resigned to my situation, I began to work my fingers in and out of my ass.
The stimulation was pushing me toward cumming. I could feel the pressure
building in my balls.

Tom could tell I was getting close. "Hey, slow down kid. We don't want you
to cum yet. Not until you've shown us what you can do with this thing."

I looked around behind me. Tom and Dennis were sitting on the couch rubbing
their crotches through their pants. Tom was holding up the butt plug.

"No, Tom, it hurts. Please don't make me do that."

"Why not, you were goin' to town with it before. Come here, I'll help you
with it."

I stood up, pulling my fingers out of my ass, and turned toward him. "I
don't need your help. I just want to be left alone, dammit."

"Come here, I said" Tom ordered. "Or maybe I'll just give this thing to Dad.
He'll get a kick out of seeing what you're up to."

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I walked over to him, my dick
swaying in front of me.

"That's better. Now kneel on the coffee table here and spread your legs."

I did as he said, facing away from him on my hands and knees. My ass was
right in front of him. Tom scooted forward on the couch and started to rub
the plug against my ass crack. My dick jerked.

"Just can't wait can you?" Tom observed. He began to slowly push the plug
into my hole. My ass began to open up as he twisted the plug deeper and
deeper. Soon it was stretching my hole over two inches open. I moaned in
pain but knew it would be useless to try to move.

"Damn, you really open up for that thing don't you? Just like a pussy. Look
at this, Dennis."

Dennis, who now had his hand down the front of his unbuttoned jeans, leaned
closer to watch the plug sink into my hole. Tom twisted more and the plug
sank further in. A large dribble of precum oozed from my dick onto the coffe
e table. Dennis reached between my legs and milked my dick a few strokes.

"He's really hot to trot," Dennis observed. "Pull that thing out and see if
that twat of his stays open."

Slowly Tom twisted the plug and pulled on it. Once again, the entrance of my
ass was stretched to the widest diameter of the plug. Tom worked it back in
then out a few times more. My dick throbbed as Dennis occasionally reached
down and pulled it, my dick juice forming an ever bigger puddle on the table
beneath.

Tom pulled the plug the rest of the way out. My hole stayed open about an
inch. "Damn, it stays open too."

"Please, let me go!" I begged. I felt so humiliated by the two of them
examining my naked body and my stretched hole, seeing me hard and dripping
as they played with my butt.

"I never knew you were such a fag, Tim," Tom said, rubbing my ass cheek.
"You suck dick too?"

"No, I . . ."

"Let's find out," Dennis said. He hauled out his dick, half-hard and already
almost nine inches long. Dennis moved around to the other side of the table
stroking his dick. He stood in front of my face. I watched it grow hard in
his hand, expanding to a thick nine inches. I stared at it as he rubbed the
thick tube of meat over my lips. The big spongy head pressed against my
mouth. I tried to turn my head away.

"Hey, leave me alone."

"You've done this before haven't you little pussy boy?" Dennis asked.

"No!" I lied. I wasn't about to tell him about what had happened today. But
Dennis didn't seem to buy it.

"I think you have. And you sure as hell are going to now. So open up and
chow down on this big piece of meat, kid." He grabbed my hair and as I
gasped, the thick head of his cock slid into my mouth.

I gagged as his big dick hit the back of my throat. He started to pump his
dick in and out of my mouth. The head of his cock was drooling in my mouth
as it dragged over my tongue. Holding on to the sides of my head, he fucked
my mouth.

"Hot damn, you suck pretty good, boy!" Dennis exclaimed, "You're gonna have
to try your little brother's technique here, Tom." Tom was still behind me
playing with my ass.

"I had something else in mind first." Tom said.

I felt his finger rubbing over my open hole. Then I felt something larger
rub against my ass crack. Tom was getting ready to stick his dick in me. I
could feel the head rubbing along the crack, getting closer to my hole. It
rubbed against the sensitive opening and then Tom began to push. With
Dennis's dick in my mouth, I couldn't protest. I moaned loudly as his fat
eight inches sank into my ass. For the fourth time that day, I was getting
fucked.

"Oh, man, what a sweet pussy. Just like a cunt but tighter." Tom told Dennis
as he began to pump his dick in and out of me. He held on to my hips as he
thrust his wide piece of meat in and out of me. "He's been stretched enough
that you don't have to force it. It just slides in."

Dennis was still fucking my mouth at the same time. Within minutes both of
them were shooting their loads, Dennis launching a burst of cum down my
throat, while almost simultaneously, Tom popped a blast in my guts. Without
even touching myself, my own dick shot all over the coffee table.

Dennis pulled his dick from my mouth, wiping the remnants of cum across my
face. Tom slowly pulled out of my ass, his cum dripping down onto my balls.
Using my tee shirt to wipe their dicks off, they rebuttoned their pants. I
lay there on the coffee table, too spent and humiliated to move. Tom threw
my cum soaked tee shirt at me. He and Dennis sat back down on the couch and
sipped their beers. Tom lit a cigarette and looked me over.

"Nice fuck, Timmy. I wish you'd told me before how much you like to get
screwed. Does Jennie get off on seeing you get plowed? Or are you keeping
that as a surprise for her?"

Quietly, I sat up and said, "No she doesn't need to know about that. I never
did this before today."

"Right, sure." Tom said skeptically. "Your ass just naturally opens up like
a pussy waiting for a cock."

Suddenly a voice came from the hall. "Yes Tim, I think you better explain
that."

I spun around to see my stepfather, Larry, standing in the doorway.

"I think you've got a lot of explaining to do."

To be continued...