Date: Sun, 9 May 2004 10:29:43 +1000
From: iarwain <iarwain7@ains.net.au>
Subject: A Real Mouthful.

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A Real Mouthful.

Yes!  Peter's heart pounded as he caught his breath and looked two lanes
over at Martin, to see how he was taking it.  This was the third time in a
row that he'd beaten him for the star event in the competition, and if he
could manage to do the same at a couple of meetings next semester, he'd be
able to take his place at the State championships.  Martin was looking very
annoyed and this made Peter extra pleased.  For two and a half years now
Martin and his friends had been pushing him around and making his life
miserable, first with their putdowns about his wimpy body, till he'd
started his late development, and now in the locker room with their
embarrassing horse jokes.  When Peter first joined the swimming team he'd
looked on Martin as a kind of hero and wanted to be his friend, and for a
short period they'd got on really well.  But for some reason, which Peter
had never figured out, Martin had changed and become more and more
aggressive and now almost every time they met was like a confrontation.
Nowadays he couldn't believe that someone could look so good but be so
aggro underneath.  Peter climbed out of the pool, dried off, then went to
the winner's stand for the results to be announced.  Martin got plenty of
applause for his second place but the crowd rewarded first with much more.
Swimming was the big sport at this College and Peter had just won the 50
metres freestyle with a very good time.  Some of his pleasure was spoiled
by Martin's whispered comment.

"They're all looking at it Peter!  They don't know it got stretched because
you play with it so much!"

Peter couldn't think of a very good answer so he told him to go and play
with his own.  The only response to this was a strange grin, which Peter
couldn't work out.  After a shower, Peter went to the College library for
an hour, dropped in to the canteen for a meal, then headed for his room.

He wondered if Reece would be there?  Reece was his roommate but they
didn't have much in common.  He was fairly quiet, and not really interested
in swimming and sports.  He was a friendly, good-looking guy and always
happy to help Peter with any of his study, but he kept to himself most of
the time.  Peter thought he was very clever but often couldn't understand
him.  Recently his biggest drawback was that he'd started getting around
with Martin's group, which was puzzling, because they were so different.
The annoying thing lately was that he'd been helping Martin with maths.
This would have been all right if they'd used Martin's room, but evidently
it was too noisy there and Reece kept inviting him in.  When he opened the
door he felt like cursing.  He'd had enough of Martin for one-day and there
he was with Reece.  They didn't even have any maths books open, which made
Peter wonder if they'd just finished or were just starting.  Martin looked
at him and gave that strange grin again.

"Another fluke Peter?  I'll beat you next time!"

Peter was startled at the friendly sounding tone and straight away had an
uneasy feeling that something was going on.  He didn't say anything but
headed for his computer to work on an essay.  Peter switched on, entered
his password and waited for the work screen to appear, then stared in shock
when his normal wallpaper didn't come on.  Instead there was a picture of
two nude guys holding each other's dicks.  God!  How did that happen?  He
grabbed for the mouse to close down, when two hands rested on his shoulders
and he heard Martin's voice right behind him.

"No!  Don't turn it off!  I want to look at that!"

Peter kept shutting down, but the computer seemed to take forever before
the picture blinked off.  The hands lifted from his shoulders then held his
earlobes. He couldn't move and a shiver of fright went through him as he
heard Martin's words.

"I've got you now Peter and you're going to do everything I want!  Turn the
computer back on!  I've already got a CD with that picture and some of your
others, so it makes no difference what you want!  Everyone will know you're
gay by tomorrow if you don't!"

Peter felt sick and too stunned to do anything till Martin lifted him from
his seat by putting soft pressure on his ears.

"Stand right here next to me and answer everything I ask you!"

Peter watched Martin start the computer again then type in the password.
How could he possibly know that?  The picture appeared again and there was
nothing he could do about it.  Martin now knew he was gay, but this picture
made it much, much, worse.  In effect it looked like he and Martin were
holding each other, because he had a scanned image of Martin's head
superimposed on one of the guys and his own head on the other.

"Where did this picture come from? I've never held your dick!"

Peter didn't say anything till Martin looked impatient.

"Come on! Tell me!

"Ah! I made it!"

"How?"

I got a picture of you from the College website and then used Photoshop!"

"What do you do with this picture?"

Peter went as red as, then saw the impatient look again.

"I look at it sometimes!"

"And do you wank yourself while you're looking?"

Peter gave a small nod.

"So!  You play with yourself, and you think about me when you do it?"

Peter didn't have to answer because the evidence was right there, but he
wasn't given any choice.

"Go on!  Say it!"

"Yes!"

"No!  Say the answer as a sentence!"

"I think about you while I play with myself!"

Peter watched a pleased smile grow on Martin's face.

"Good!  I think you know what's going on!  Now!  Strip off!"

Peter just stared at him.

"Listen Peter!  You're under my control now, but as long as you do exactly
what I tell you, no one will ever know your secrets!  You'll be able to
stay at College and you'll be able to keep trying for the State
Championships!"

This hit Peter like a truck as he realised how much his future suddenly
depended on Martin.  He said bitterly.

"That's blackmail and how can I believe a blackmailer?  You'll just tell
anyone whenever you feel like it!"

"Well I don't care if you believe me or not!  But I'm really looking
forward to having some fun with you, so I'd rather not have to tell anyone
anyway!  In fact if you can win the next two meetings it will end right
then!"

"You'll say I'm not allowed to train!"

"No way!  I'd know I'd won by cheating, and I don't want to think of that
for the rest of my life.  Anyhow!  I'm not arguing!  Just strip, or you
might as well start packing your bags!"

Feeling pretty weird about it, Peter took his clothes off.

"That's it!  But don't cover up with your hands!  Reece!  Get the camera
going!"

Peter went to argue about the camera but realised it would be useless when
Martin said.

"You've got about 30 pictures with me doing all sorts of things, so I'm
doing the same to you!  Now!  Play with it!  I want to see how big our
horse gets when he's hard!"

"Ah!  I don't think I can!  I feel sick!"

Peter saw the smile that Martin had whenever he'd made Peter feel bad.

"You'll manage!  In fact I'm so sure about you that I'll let you have
tomorrow off if you don't get a boner!  Now!  Kneel up on your bed and push
your dick back between your legs like in some of those pictures!  That's
it!  But look round so we can see your face!"

As Peter looked round he could see the camera pointing at him.  Damn Reece!
He must have found the password somehow and looked through the files.

"Now turn round and push your balls up with your hand!

Stretch your dick up!

Lie on your back and push your hips up!"

Each time he did something he saw the camera being used.

"Now hold your dick with one hand and look through that file with the
pictures of me!"

Peter had to slowly go through the pictures and listen while Martin made
comments about them.

"This one has someone giving me a blow job!

You've made it so that I've got jism all over my stomach!

Would you like to be lying on top of me like you are in this picture?

Peter wasn't even halfway through when the pictures started to get to him,
and in the next few minutes he felt himself pumping right up.  Martin had
obviously been watching for this because the smile appeared.

"Stand up Peter! It looks like you'll be busy tomorrow!"

Feeling as if his face was on fire, Peter stood up and watched Martin's
eyes focus.

"Holy hell!  You really are a horse!  Turn round for the camera again!"

Peter had to go through another round of photos now that he had a boner.

"Come over here!  I want to see how hard you are!  I've heard that big
dicks don't bone up so much!"

Martin held his hand out and Peter was told to press himself against it.

"Feels pretty hard to me!  Now I'll bet you a blow job you'll like this!"

He made his thumb and forefinger into a circle and held them round the top
of Peter's dick.

"Go on!  Push!  In and out!  But let me know if you're going to blow!"

Peter had to push his hips back and forth while Martin watched and kept his
hand still.

"Keep going and push all the way through!"

Peter kept going and felt himself steadily getting more and more turned on
till he couldn't help making some moaning sounds.  Martin took his hand
away and started talking.

"Put your hands behind your head!  Good!  How often do you jerk off?"

Telling personal stuff like this was awful.

"About once a day!"

"You think about me sometimes when you're doing it don't you?"

"Yes!"

Martin put his hand round Peter's balls, squeezed softly and watched the
look on Peter's face.

After a few minutes he made the circle around Peter's dick and set him
going again.  Peter pushed in and out, in and out, till once again he made
the little moans and once again Martin took his hand away to let Peter cool
down.

Twice more he did this, and each time Peter's dick got more excited and he
couldn't help pushing faster.

"Tell me you like it and ask me to leave my hand there and we'll see what
happens!"

Hell!  He was just going to keep going.  Peter realised he couldn't fight
this.

"Martin! I like it! Could you leave your hand there?"

"Not good enough! Say it like you really mean it!"

After hesitating for a moment Peter could see no way out of it.

"Please Martin! It feels so good! I need your hand to stay there!"

Peter saw Martin's domineering smile appear again.

"You lost the bet!  OK Reece! Disappear for half an hour then let yourself
back in when the times up!  I've got some things to talk over with Peter!"

Reece departed and Peter watched Martin looking at him with his self
satisfied smile.

"Back to the computer Peter! You're going to answer some questions for me!"

Martin sat at the computer and made Peter stand next to him.  now let's
see!  Yes here it is!  Text X.!  What have you got in this directory?"

Peter got even more uncomfortable.

"Arm!  Some stories!"

"Let's have a look!  There's a lot of them aren't there?  There must be
hundreds!  Yes!  Here's what I want to ask you about!  This sub directory
called favourites!  What's in this?"

Peter didn't just feel uncomfortable, this couldn't be much worse.

"Some more stories!"

"Why have you labelled them favourites?"

Peter couldn't answer.

"Are they your favourites?"

Peter nodded.

"Say it properly!"

"Yes they're my favourites!"

"Right!  Let's have a look at them!"

Martin opened the directory and about 15 files were listed.

"What's this story you've labelled number one about Peter?"

Peter felt tendrils of apprehension crawling all over his body. His mind
stopped working properly and when he went to speak no words would come out.

"I'm waiting for your answer Peter! Don't you want to tell me?"

Peter shook his head but Martin kept on.

"I've already read it Peter but you still going to describe it!"

Peter gathered his wits and after a few moments he was able to start
talking.

"It's about ..ah! ... two guys in a swimming team!"

"And what happens to them?"

"One of them makes the other do all kinds of things for him!"

"What kind of things?"

"Things about sex!"

"And does he like having to do these things?"

"Yes!"

"What's his name in the story?"

Totally trapped, Peter found it hard to speak again.

"It's ... um! ....It's my name!"

"And what's the name of the guy bossing him?"

"He's got the same name as ... um! .. You!"

"Isn't that amazing? A story about swimming with both our names in it!  I
looked at the other stories too and they all have one guy making another
guy do all sorts of things! And it's even more amazing because they all
have our names in them as well, and every time the guy in control has my
name and the other guy has yours!  How did that happen Peter?"

Peter felt totally helpless. Martin knew his most secret fantasies now, and
there was no way of denying any of it.

" I .. Um! ... Edited them to be like that!"

Martin closed the computer down, stood up and took off his shirt.  Peter
looked at the smooth skin and powerful muscles bared in front of him, then
up to see Martin give a small nod.

"It took me hours, but I read all these favorites of yours last night
Peter, and I've found out what our swimming champion is really like!  Undo
my jeans and pull them down!"

Peter hesitated, stared nervously at Martin, then knelt in front of him and
reached for the top button. With that undone he found the handle of the
zip, pulled it down then tugged at the sides of the jeans till they fell in
a clump around Martin's ankles.  Peter looked at Martin, but after a while
his eyes flickered down to the jocks right in front of him at his eye level
and he heard a laugh from Martin.

 "That's right Peter! Have a good look, then pull my jocks down too!"

The double compulsion of his own want and Martin's order, easily outweighed
the wish not to let Martin see him giving in, and his eyes focussed on the
contours made by the bulge in the brief green jocks. With a strange feeling
Peter watched his hands reach forward once again to hold the jocks and then
tug them down to join the jeans.  With a feeling of unreality, Peter's eyes
fixed on the cock dangling so close in front of him.  This was a sight he'd
only briefly glimpsed in the changing room at the pool and with a kind of
guilty feeling he drank in the size and shape of the large cock and balls
in their nest of dark pubes.  His attention wavered when Martin's hands
came towards him. Each earlobe was held by a thumb and forefinger and again
Peter's eyes locked with Martin's.  Slow but insistent pressure forced
Peter to move and he came closer and closer to Martin's groin till
inevitably he had to press his nose against the softly giving mass of
Martin's balls.  For probably a minute Martin held him like that, directing
him to move slightly by tugging one ear or the other, while Peter took in
the warmth, smell and texture of the flesh against his nose and face.

"Open up Peter! You know what you have to do!"

Feelings of panic mingled with the thought that one of his major fantasies
was about to be realised, and Peter's lips parted.

"Don't take too long! You're the cocksucker! You do the work!"  The word
jarred in Peter's mind but he got the message and pressed his lips against
the head of Martin's cock.  Maybe he had read about this time after time in
his stories, but this was the first time Peter had ever touched another guy
like this and he was really uncertain about what to do.  Peter opened his
mouth even more, searched for the end of Martin's cock, closed his mouth
round it and held it while he took in its feel and shape.  Soft and spongy,
like a finger but without the firmness, Peter pressed his mouth closed
against it and could feel the ridge round the helmet.  When Martin tugged
on Peter's ears again he knew he was to take the whole cock in his mouth
and he sucked and moved forward till his nose was pressing into pubic hair,
his chin was pressing against the smooth warm balls, and his mouth was
full.  A new feeling came to Peter the soft flesh started to change and as
it grew stiffer and thicker his mouth moved back, his nose left the hairs
and he had to change the angle of his head till he was facing downwards.
Martin's cock felt nothing like a finger now, it was hard enough but it was
way too thick and now the head was swollen and much more obvious.

"Do something Peter! All those things that are in your stories! You're
going to show me what it's like!"

Peter steadily got used to the strangeness of the situation and started
experimenting.  His tongue became a probe, searching the shaft and testing
its ridges and textures and when he held still, Peter realised he could
sense the throbbing of Martin's pulse.  Martin's hands let go of Peter's
ears, moved to hold his head, and with a firm grip locked it in place.
Peter heard a kind of groan and when the cock in his mouth turned to steel
he knew he was about to find out what happened when Martin came.  There
were more groans and Peter felt the grip on his head strengthen, while his
mouth was crammed full of cock. For the first time, Martin started the
pushing, and Peter felt repeated pressure on the back of his throat till
suddenly his mouth registered a new taste. Martin's juice squirted once and
then again and again, till Peter thought his mouth couldn't hold any more,
and still it kept flooding in. He worked his throat frantically to swallow
what he could but it didn't really work because of the hard tube blocking
the way and the hands preventing him from pulling back.  Peter felt a
mixture of saliva and come dribbling out of his mouth and down his chin.
Martin stopped moving but his strong hold on Peter's head to keep him in
place for several minutes while his cock gradually softened and Peter
managed to swallow.  Peter felt his head pulled back and Martin slid out of
his mouth at the same time.  Martin had a strange look on his face as they
stared at each other for a moment.

"God! That was good! Was that the first time you've done that?"

Peter nodded.

"You swallowed everything too?"

 Peter nodded again and saw a satisfied smile appear on Martin's face.

"Stand up now and let's have another look at you!"  Peter got to his feet
and watched as Martin pulled his jocks and jeans back on.

"Still got a boner too Peter! Tell me you enjoyed that!"

"I enjoyed that Martin!"

"Now tell me you want to do it again!"

Peter couldn't deny it for one thing, and he knew Martin would give him no
choice anyhow.

"Can I give you another blow-job sometime?"

Martin looked very pleased with this.

"Good! Now play with yourself and keep yourself hard till Reece gets back!"
 For nearly ten minutes Peter had to stand in front of Martin and excite
himself, till the key sounded in the door and Reece walked back in.

"Reece!  We've been waiting for you and it's time for that reward I
promised!  Okay Peter!  Undo his jeans and pull his jocks down!"

Reece?  Did he really mean this?  Yes he did!  One look told Peter that.
He knelt in front of Reece, undid the top button, worked at it and pulled
the jeans down past his knees.  Underneath were the light blue bikini style
jocks that Reece often wore, and these followed the jeans.  Reece's dick
was quite a nice one but it was very strange looking at it from so close
up.  He'd never seen any dicks this close before today, except on the net,
but that wasn't real like this.

"Go on!  Suck it!  You know how, from all those stories you've got saved
and you did a good job a few minutes ago!  Play with his balls at the same
time!  That should really get him going!"

Peter leant forward to take the soft length of flesh into his mouth.  At
first he sucked it lightly, then, as he got used to this new feeling,
started to move it around.  Before very long, Peter felt the change as it
started coming to life and pressing further into his mouth.  Martin stopped
everything again.

"Reece!  Take your top off!  That's it!  Now step out of your jeans and
jocks as well!"

Peter saw how nervously Reece did what he was told.  Martin must have some
kind of hold over him as well.

"What a fluke!  Catching two gays sharing the same room!  You didn't even
know did you Peter?"

With the digital camera, Martin now took a number of photos of Peter with
Reece's dick resting on his tongue; with him licking it and with it stuffed
right in his mouth.

"Okay!  Reece!  You suck on Peter's now!  I want a set of both of you!"

The warmth and moisture of Reece's mouth on Peter's sensitised dick was
almost overwhelming.  Martin took his photos, watched till Peter started to
get frantic, then swapped their positions again.

"Hold his butt with your hands this time so he can't get away from you
Peter, and keep sucking after he's finished!  Reece!  You hold Peter's head
with your hands so he can't back off either!  He has to swallow your whole
load!  Okay!  Finish him Peter!"

Peter kept sucking till Reece pushed forward and filled his mouth.  Spurt
after spurt of warm juice flowed, and when Peter went to move off, firm
hands held his head in place.  Oh hell!  His mouth was full of come for the
second time and he took a moment to recover from the shock of it.  Reece's
dick pressed repeatedly against the back of his throat.  There was nothing
else to do but swallow and by the time he'd managed this Reece had stopped
moving.

"Keep sucking!  Another few minutes yet!"  Martin watched till he was
satisfied, then Peter had to lie on the bed and play with himself till he
could hardly touch his dick without thinking it would make him come.

"All right!  You look loaded!  Finish yourself off!"

Peter's hand moved with increasing speed till he arched and squirted on his
neck, chest and stomach.  He slumped in exhaustion and watched while Martin
took more photos with the mess all over him.

"Good!  That will make a nice portfolio!  Now rub that stuff into your skin
and stand next to Reece. Hold each others cocks while I tell you some of
the rules!"

Peter wondered what he could mean by rules but he found out as soon as he
was next to Reece.

"Okay!  From now on you'll always sleep nude and together!  Each morning
when you wake up and each night when you go to bed you'll give each other a
blow job!  You've beaten me at three meetings now Peter, so to pay for it
you're going to put on a show for each time!  That'll do for now, but I'll
be back tomorrow night with these pictures!  Be ready at 7 o'clock and make
sure you've both got boners!"

Martin left with the camera and Peter stared at Reece.  He went to speak
but decided to get dressed first.

"Reece!  I feel like killing you!  How did Martin find out about my private
stuff?  It must have been you!  How could you tell him when you know how
much he likes to get at me?"

Peter's feelings changed abruptly when he saw how Reece was taking this.

"Peter!  I didn't mean to!  You've always been friendly and he hasn't!  I
would never have told him but he tricked me!  He found out about me four or
five weeks ago and made me go to his room all the time!  He always asked me
questions about you and what you did, but I didn't say one thing against
you, then last Friday night he made me drink so much alcohol I was sick!
When I woke up the next day I found out he knew, and I'd even told him your
password!  You were out on Saturday afternoon and he came and looked at
everything on your computer!"

Peter thought it sounded just typical of what Martin would do.

"He just laughed when he saw the pictures, and when he saw the stories
you've downloaded he copied everything on to a CD and took it away!"

"How long have you known about me Reece?"

"Nearly all year!  You left a CD on your desk one day labelled 'pictures',
and I was curious so I had a look at it!"

"How come you never said anything?"

"Well!  I shouldn't have been looking at your staff for a start, but if you
weren't saying anything it meant you wanted it to be secret!  It's my fault
Peter and I'll do whatever you want me to, but I can't get out of it!  He's
got me too!"

"Well!  I don't want to wreck my whole life, but what about you Reece?  I
thought you were on his side till his started ordering you to do things and
taking pictures of you!

Reece looked very embarrassed.  "Ah!  When I was drunk I told him I'd like
to do stuff with you!  I've wanted to all year!"

Peter didn't know what to say and decided to go for a walk.  When he got
back he told Reece he was going to bed.

"What will we do Peter?"

"I don't know if we can trust him Reece, but it's my only chance!  Climb in
whenever you're ready!"

Peter stripped and got into bed.  He usually wore jocks and a T-shirt and
it felt strange without them.  It would be different for a Reece too
because he usually wore PJ's.  He watched Reece take his clothes off and
walk nervously towards the bed.  When he sat down, Peter grabbed him in a
hug.  His skin was soft and smooth and Peter's biggest impression was the
warmth where they touched.

"It's all right Reece!  I don't blame you at all!  I think that was really
good the way you kept everything to yourself all that time!  At least we
can be ourselves without him looking at us!"

Peter was feeling nervous but he knew Reece was too, and the hug changed to
a slow and tentative exploration of each other's body.  Reece's dick got
hard almost as soon as they touched and he was obviously worried because
the same thing hadn't happened to Peter.

"It's all right Reece!  I just take a bit longer!  Where's your hand?"

Peter took Reece's hand and moved it to his dick.

"Here!  Hold me, and you'll soon see! There! That feels good!  Can I do the
same to you?"

Reece grabbed Peter's hand and now they were holding each other.  Gradually
they became more confident and familiar, and Reece kept talking about how
amazing and big Peter's dick was.  They'd talked and played with each other
for over half an hour when Reece said he wasn't going to last much longer.

"What will we do Peter?  We could take it in turns but I'd like it better
if we could do it at the same time!"

Peter thought the same and as they shifted position he realised that he
would be trying the 69 that was in so many stories and pictures on the net.
Once they started it didn't take long for either of them.  Peter took his
mouth off at the last moment and watched Reece's dick pulsing and squirting
while he held his hand round it.  When Peter came Reece stayed there and
kept sucking.

"You didn't have to Reece!"

"Well I was nervous about it, but I wanted to because that's what you did
to me the first time with Martin!"

Peter swivelled round and gave him a hug then whispered in his ear.

"I wish we'd known about each other right from the start of the year!"

In the morning Peter woke first and lay thinking about this feeling of
another body nestled against him.  After a while he wanted to get up so he
slid his hand down and around Reece's dick.  It was just starting to
stiffen when Reece jumped like anything.  His wide eyes stared at Peter for
a moment till he relaxed.

"It's okay Peter!  I had a shock before I realised what was happening!"

"I wasn't sure what to do Reece!  I'd rather wait till after my swim before
we do each other, but it means you'd have to wait round till I got back!"

Reece said that he'd rather wait too, because then he could sleep in.
Peter swam hard for over an hour and got back to the room a bit after 7:30
a.m.  Martin was at the pool as usual but he said nothing at all till he
came in when Peter was having his shower.

"Hey!  Horse!  Did you do the deed last night?"

Peter nodded.

"How long did it take?"

"Ah!  About three quarters of an hour!"

"So!  A bit of overtime?  Did Horsey like it?"

Peter nodded reluctantly.

"Did you swallow?"

"No!"

"Well!  Every time from now on!"

Back at the room Reece was lying in bed reading one of his books.

"Hi Peter!  Was it a good swim?"

"Yes!  Except that Martin was there!"

Peter stripped off his tracksuit and climbed into bed with Reece.

"It feels funny getting back into bed after I've been for a swim!"

Their hands reached for each other and after five minutes they settled into
their 69 position and this time Peter kept his mouth on Reece's cock while
the bullets of juice fired at the back of his throat.  Peter was distracted
all day by what had happened and kept wondering what Martin wanted them for
that night.  He finished his tea at about a quarter past six and went back
to the room where he and Reece got more and more worried as it got closer
to seven o'clock.  Peter decided to wear his tracksuit because he could
easily slip his hand inside to keep his dick hard.  Martin arrived soon
after seven o'clock.

"Get those clothes off!  Don't bother to have them on if you know I'm
coming.  Now first of all!  Show me how you did your blowjobs last night!
Finish each other off but don't take long!"

They stripped, and while they sucked each other the camera kept busy taking
pictures of their sixty-nining.  Peter's mouth took Reece's load first and
then he kept sucking gently till his own balls clenched tight and he gasped
his climax.  Martin laughed at the sounds and when Peter finished he and
Reece had to stand holding each other's cock while he told them what their
routine was going to be.

"You know about the blowjobs already!  At seven o'clock each night you
reserve 30 minutes!  We might use it or we might not, but you have to be
ready for it!  If either of you can't drop a load there'll be a penalty!
Reece!  Here's an exercise book!  You have to keep a record of everything
you both do and put some details in to make it interesting!  This is a list
of things for you to get tomorrow!  Both of you be at the adult shop at
4:30 p.m. tomorrow and asked the guy to help you!  Tell him you've never
used these things before and ask him to help you choose the right sizes!
I'll already be there browsing, and I expect to hear you say everything
clearly!  The address is on the back!  Your first show will be this
Saturday night at my room!  Turn up at seven o'clock and bring these things
with you!  Here's a CD with last night's pictures Peter!  You have to play
with your computer and make your dick look twice as long, the same way you
did with some of the pictures off the net!  Burn them on a CD and bring
them along for your show!  Here's the last of the rules, unless I remember
some more!  Each week you have to have more blowjobs than the week before!
We've only got two more weeks after this till the semester ends so it will
end on the night of your last show!  If you break this rule though you'll
lose a few days out of your holiday!"

"Ah!  What does a few days mean?"

"It means I've hired a cabin down at the beach and you two will be the
entertainment!"  Now!  Kneel down in front of me Peter!  Good!  I've saved
up for this since last night so show me how good you are at your new job!"

"My new job?"

"Yes! You've had a couple of goes with Reece now as well as me and you'll
be an expert at it before long!  Your mouth's going to be very busy for a
while and you're going to keep me happy!  So come on!  Get started!"

Peter had just had enough shocks from Martin's rules.  Martin grabbed
Peter's head and pulled it in against his crotch then let him go and undid
his jeans.

"Just take them down to my knees!"

Peter pulled the jeans down and looked at the mound in the dark red jocks.
Martin pulled Peter's head in against him again, till Peter felt soft
pressure on his nose.

"Open your mouth Peter!  Good! Now pull the jocks down!"

With the jocks out of the way, Peter was left with his open mouth pressing
against bare flesh.

Get going! The same as last night!"

Peter moved his mouth over the head of Martin's dick and started to suck
lightly.  Remembering the instructions with Reece from the day before, he
reached his hands up to take hold of Martin's balls and lightly manipulate
them.  It was the right decision because Martin didn't stop him.  He just
held his hands on Peter's head.  Peter might be stirred all the time about
being a horse but Martin's balls were as large as any Peter had ever seen.

As Martin stiffened, Peter stayed working on the head of his dick, moving
his tongue round in a way he and Reece had discovered last night.  Before
long he felt Martin's balls tighten.  Martin's hands strengthened their
hold on Peter's head, to hold it still while he pushed in and out against
the back of Peter's throat.  Peter heard Martin groan and then his mouth
was flooded with juice.  He swallowed but the amount was overwhelming and
the spurts kept going for much longer than Reece's.  Martin's hands
tightened their grip even more till he relaxed when the last of his sperm
filled Peter's mouth.  It was slightly thicker and sweeter tasting than
Reece's but he swallowed and began sucking again till Martin stopped him.

"God! You're so good at that! Stay there but without the sucking!"

When Martin softened he pulled out and got Peter to pull up the jocks and
jeans and fasten the zipper.

"What's that bring the blow job count up to Reece?"

Reece quickly worked it out and said nine.

"Not bad for 24 hours!  Well!  I'll see you tomorrow afternoon!"

Peter and Reece arrived at the adult shop just before 4:30 p.m. and looked
around nervously before going in.  They were both 19 years old so it was
quite legal for them, but as they entered Peter could feel his perspiration
dripping.  Martin was there, standing at a bookshelf, but so were three
other guys in different parts of the room.  Peter and Reece waited a while,
pretending to look at things and hoping everyone would leave but it
backfired because an extra person came in, and then Martin gave them a
look.  They approached the counter and Peter felt his heart pounding.  He
held out the list to the salesman.

"Ah!  Could you help us get these things?  We don't know much about them!"

The guy glanced down the list and Peter wondered what he was thinking.

"Yes!  Of course!  Are they for your own use?"

"Yes!"

"Right!  We'll sort out the cock rings first!  Would you describe
yourselves as small, medium or large?"

"Ah!  Medium and large!"

He looked at them for a moment and cut two pieces of string from dispenser.

"People often get this wrong and we can't replace these items!  Take these
to the toilet through there, and try for yourself.  Make the string just
firm and keep the length, then we'll have no trouble!"

Peter took the string in disbelief and they went off to make these
embarrassing measurements.  When they returned the guy organised the right
cock rings then went on.

"Use these Velcro restraints instead of handcuffs!  They're cheaper and far
more comfortable!

I suggest that you get these rubberised ball restraints!  They're
adjustable and the most comfortable type!"

Peter just nodded.

"Now with the butt plugs, would you like the long or the short?"

Peter couldn't answer.  Did he have to say everything aloud?

"Well!  You'd be best to forget the long ones!  Take a thick and thin and I
wouldn't recommend anything else except the soft gel type for first-time
use!"

The nightmare went on as the guy talked about which dildos to get and which
was the best lubrication.  All Peter wanted to do was pay the money and get
out, and Reece looked just as shell-shocked.  Martin caught up to them as
they were leaving, and Peter could see that he had his triumphant smirk.
He told them to leave everything in the packages till the evening and then
headed in the other direction.

Back at College Peter managed an hour's swim and a quick meal before
getting back to the room.  Reece had all the packages on the table and they
both stripped off and waited nervously.  Martin turned up and sat on a
chair near the table when he saw all the packages.

"Come and stand next to me so we can check everything!  Where are the cock
rings first?  They're in nearly all your stories!"

He unwrapped the packages and Peter and Reece had to put them on straight
away.  They were thick rings made of rubber and obviously had to be
stretched to make them fit.  The biggest thing Peter noticed about them was
how they made his balls bulge out.

"Pull each other's dicks so we can see what happens when you've got a
bone!"

Martin watched as they excited each other and Reece was first to stiffen.

"Hey Reece!  That's quick!  You like him playing with your dick don't you
Peter?"

Peter didn't answer, but it was right then his dick chose to stiffen up and
once again he saw Martin's smile.

"Go on say it!  You can't deny it!"

"Yes!"

"In a sentence!"

"Yes!  I like Reece playing with my dick!"

"Now answer this one!  Would you like me to play with your dick? -- In a
sentence!"

Peter hated having to answer like this.  It made him feel like he was
giving Martin ever more control over him, but as he hesitated he saw
Martin's smile growing and he knew he had no choice.

"Yes!  I would like you to play with my dick!"

"How long have you been thinking that?"

"Ever since you were friendly for a while!"

Martin held up his hand and pressed his thumb and forefinger together to
make the circle then put it down again in front of him.

"Come on Peter you know what to do!"

Peter moved forward, pushed his dick into the circle and thrust his hips
backwards and forwards.

"Right in Peter, till your balls are squashed!"

Peter kept going till Martin was satisfied.

"Okay!  That will do!  What does the cock ring feel like?  Does it hurt?"

No!  It's kind of tight but it's all right!"

"Does yours hurt Reece?"

"No!"

"Good!  Now here's a new rule for you!  Whenever I cup my hand like this
you have to come close and rest your balls in it!"

Martin cupped his hand and held it palm up at roughly waist height.

"Go on!"

Peter manoeuvred himself till his balls were resting on Martin's hand.

"Now you have to tell me something you'd like me to do with them!  Always
start by saying, "Please Martin will you --", and then tell me what you
want me to do!"

How did he come up with all these embarrassing ideas?

"I'm waiting Peter!"

"Please Martin will you squeeze my balls gently?"

Martin started doing this then held out his other hand and looked at Reece.
Reece understood and now the two of them stood with their balls being
squeezed till once again Martin was happy he'd shown his authority.

"Okay!  On the bed then and leave the cock rings on for your blowjobs, but
don't take too long because you still have to give me mine!"

When Peter was just about to come he jerked away from Reece, grabbed the
cock ring and pulled it off.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't like it!  It's all right till the end but then it feels wrong!"

"Finish Reece and see what he feels like!"

Reece felt the same.

"You try it Martin and you'll see what we mean!"

Peter sensed that Martin was really quite intrigued with these things.

"All right!  Put it on me and go ahead!"

Peter took Martin's jeans and jocks to his knees and fitted the cock ring
on him.

"It's okay!  I feel like my balls are bigger!"

This was an understatement.  Peter went ahead and when Martin had the same
reaction he decided they didn't have to wear them if they were going to
come.  As soon as the cock ring was off, Peter had to take Martin's dick
back and work on it till his mouth was flooded.

"Ooh Yes! Swallow it all Peter! You're so good at this!"

Martin held Peter's head for several more minutes till he softened and then
it was Peter's job to fit him back into his jocks and jeans.

"Reece!  Have you got any speedos?"

"Yes!"

"Get them then!  You too Peter!  Put the cock rings back on and try your
speedos!  Hmm!  They make you poke out!  All right, swap speedos!  That
might be interesting!"

Reece was slimmer than Peter and his speedos were at least one size
smaller.  Peter found that with the cock ring, the only way he could fit
all of himself in was to adjust his dick sideways, but that made his balls
more obvious.  Reece's problem was that the speedos were now so loose that
he poked way out and flopped all over the place.

"Yes!  That's good!"

Martin had his smirk again.

"Two half hour sessions a week!  You can take Reece to the pool and teach
him to swim better!  He looks like he needs some exercise!  Work out the
times between you and let me know so I can be there!"

He took all the other stuff out and waved the dildos round.

" God!  Look at these!  Try all this other stuff out yourselves!  You can
give me a demo on Monday night!  What's your blow job score up to now
Reece?"

"16!"

"Right!  Bring the exercise book with you on Saturday!  I'll see you then
because I won't be in tomorrow night!"

When Martin had gone they decided to set aside the next night for
everything they had to do for him.  Tonight they would do College work;
tomorrow evening was the start of the weekend.

On Saturday night at 7 o'clock they knocked on Martin's door.  When it
opened Peter cringed at the sight of Martin's four friends, all staring
with grins on their faces.  Martin laughed and Peter realised that he'd
shown exactly the reaction that Martin was looking for.

"They're here to enjoy the show Peter!  They all know it's our secret and
that it will be over in a few weeks!  Okay!  Put your clothes in the corner
there because you won't need them again until you leave!"

Peter felt so embarrassed as he took everything off under the eyes of the
four guys.

"Come over here to Johnno first!  Now Johnno!  Are you still going to argue
that that's not the biggest dick in College?"

Peter and Reece had to go and stand so that the other three, Ryan, Mark and
Bill could all have a good look.

"Now you two!  Give each other a hug and let's see what happens!"

Peter and Reece hugged and Martin told them to keep their arms around each
other.

"Ryan!  What do you want them to do?"

"Press harder and move a bit!"

Martin got them to do this and then it was Mark's turn.

"Grope each other's balls!"

Martin told them to move apart so the others could see.

"Bill!  Your turn!"

"Hold each other's dick!"

This was the one that set Reece going.

"Hey Bill!  Good idea!  He looks like a randy one!  All right Johnno!  Try
to think of something good!"

"Well Reece is already boned so I want him to suck on Peter's nuts!"

This was a new feeling for Peter and it worked very quickly on him.

"There you are Martin!  We've got them both boned for you!  What are you
going to get them to do?"

"Well this idea is our show for the night!  I found it in one of the
stories Peter has stored on his computer!  Now that they've got their
boners they have to keep them going for an hour!  If one of them gets soft
or shoots a load they've lost and there is a penalty!  They have to try any
new ideas we come up with but they can stop if they need to!"

Reece was looking worried so Peter grabbed his dick and played with it
while telling him they'd be all right.  Martin put down a foam mattress he
had ready, covered it with a sheet and then had them lie on it.

"Mark! You take charge of the digital camera!  Take what you like because
it holds about 50 good shots!  Johnno!  Are you game to touch their dicks?
We need someone to check if they've gone soft!"

After half an hour it was starting to be too much for Peter.  They seemed
to have a fixation on the size of his dick and Reece had to rub it, stretch
it, then squeeze it till it was getting supersensitive.

"Hey! Watch this you guys! Look at the action on Peter when he gets his
hips going!  Reece! Make the circle with your fingers!  Peter! Get into it
the way you did the other day!"

Peter started the full movements that he needed for all of his dick to move
through Reece's fingers.

"Ho-ley! Look at him go!"

"Peter! You make a circle now and Reece can hump your fingers at the same
time!"

After a few minutes of this they had to stop because it was just too
stimulating.  Reece didn't look like he'd last much longer because he was
starting to make sounds and breathe funny each time Peter had to bring him
back to a full boner.  He managed for another quarter of an hour when he
suddenly gasped and grabbed Peter's hand.  It wasn't to stop it though,
because he held it down and made it move faster till his body spasmed and
he let fly shot after shot of juice.  The first couple went right over his
head and the others landed on his face, chest and then stomach as he
finished.

"Holy cow!  He went off like a cannon!  Did you get any of that on the
camera Mark?  I wonder if he's like that all the time?  It's probably all
that teasing!"

Peter kept himself going while Reece was recovering and wondered if he
might just last the time because there was only ten minutes left.  Martin
wrecked any chance of that by giving Reece the tube of lubrication.

"Spread it all over his dick and smooth it in a few times!"

As Reece's hand moved round, Peter understood how Reece must have felt,
because suddenly his dick took complete control and he started pushing hard
into Reece's hand.

"Reece!  Keep going!  I'll have to do it myself if you don't!"

Peter kept pistoning his groin into Reece's hand till he yelled and spurted
a great fountain of come all over himself.  As his eyes refocused on his
surroundings he saw the others all looking at him.

"Wow!  That looked pretty awesome!  His nuts nearly disappeared inside him!
I think I'm jealous!"

This got a great laugh.

"Yeah!  Johnno!  Go for it!  They're ready for you right now!"

Martin laughed a bit more.

"Well they got the double penalty and for the first one you all get to find
out what a blow job is like!"

Peter saw the other guys get a shock.  Not that he didn't too, but he'd had
so many in the last few days it just joined the crowd.  Martin had his
smile going and Peter realised that being his friend didn't necessarily
mean life was easy for you.

"You all agreed to follow the rules for the show and that means joining in!
I'm going first with Peter!  Come on Johnno!  You too!"

Martin stood on the mattress and Johnno copied him.  Peter got down on his
knees and without waiting to be told, lowered Martin's jeans and jocks,
reached for his cock and took it all into his mouth.

"God! Look at him go! He can't wait for it!"

Mark's comment brought everyone close to watch, a laugh from Martin and a
blush to Peter's face as he realised how obvious he'd been.  When his mouth
filled with juice, Peter gulped it down quickly then kept sucking lightly
and holding Martin's balls till his head was pushed off.  Two more cocks
and two more loads of come followed with Mark and Ryan.  Johnno made great
moaning sounds as Reece was finishing him and Peter thought Mark's knees
were going to give way when it was his turn.  Martin looked very pleased
with things as he finished up the show.

"Hey!  Johnno!  Did you like that blow job?  Don't answer!  We all heard
you!  Well listen to this!  Reece!  How many blowjobs have you and Peter
had this week?"

"Thirty-one!"

"That's for five days too!  We'll average that to make it a full week, so
at six a day that would come to ..Um! ..42!  We've got a project going
which means they're looking for more than 42 next week and you can help
them if you like!  I've had a time reserved with them at seven o'clock each
night, but as their penalty you can join in from now on if you want to!
There's a show next week too with another idea from Peter's stories! If you
want to come along it's the same rules and there's a competition with a
prize as well!"

Reece and Peter dressed and left but the others stayed and Peter knew they
would have a drink and talk about the night's events.  When they got back
to their room they both wanted to go to bed but they spent twenty minutes
first, doing some things Peter had looked up on the net, which made using
the dildos and butt plugs easier.  In bed they grabbed each other for a
nice cuddle.  The nighttime blow job had turned into the best thing for
both of them, and the time they took was gradually sneaking up.  Tonight
they had plans to play round till 12 o'clock, and horsey and pony, as they
called each other's dicks, would be having a fine old time.  The next
morning they had a sleep in and then Peter went swimming for a couple of
hours.  Reece did some study and in the afternoon they drove to the beach
in his car so they could get away from College for a while.  In the evening
they were both studying when they were surprised by Martin turning up.

"Get your clothes off and come here Peter!"

He made the circle with his thumb and forefinger and once again Peter had
to push his dick through it till he was hard.

"You too Reece!"

Once Reece was hard he made them put on the cockrings then go through the
cupped hand routine.  When Peter asked him to squeeze gently again he said
that wasn't good enough.

"You have to come up with a different idea each time!"

"Please Martin!  Would you tug on my balls gently?"

The next topic was the toys from the adult shop.

"Now!  How have you been going with those plugs and dildos?"

"We can use them all, but we go very carefully!  We found stuff to do on
the net which makes it easier!"

"Can you use the big dildo?"

"Yes!  But we always use the smaller one first to get used to it!"

"All right Reece!  Get down on all fours and show me!"

Peter helped Reece with the smaller dildo first and moved it around a bit
before using the bigger one.

"Does that hurt?"

"It's very tight but it's okay!"

"All right!  Take it out!  Now put yourself in, Peter!"

They both looked at him in shock and Peter protested that it might hurt
Reece.

"Well you'll have to stop if you do, but Reece can be in charge!"

Reece helped Peter get nice and hard then knelt down again.  Peter squeezed
some more lubrication in, moved close and guided himself to the entrance.
He slowly worked himself so that the head of his dick was just inside.

"Are you all right Reece?"

"Yes!  It's not as tight as the dildo so far!  Just keep going slowly!"

Peter didn't like this and he had a better idea.

"No!  I'll stay still and you wriggle back onto me!  You're more in control
that way!"

Reece moved back and more and more of Peter's dick slid into him.

"It's all right Peter!  You can do the moving yourself because it's not as
tight as with the dildo!"

Peter was in a kind of shock because he had never felt like this before.
He moved a little bit then stopped.

"Get going Peter!  Reece says you're not hurting him!  I want to see you
humping him like the guys in your stories!  Is there something wrong?"

"No!  I don't think I can stand it!  I think I'll shoot if I move!"

"Does it feel that good?"

"Yes!  I can hardly believe it!"

"Well start moving anyway, and don't stop even if you do shoot!"

Peter moved very slowly and the feelings all over his dick were amazing.

"Right in, and right out, Peter!  You're hardly doing anything!"

Martin grabbed Peter's hips and pulled him right back and pushed him right
in.

"Like that!  Go on!"

Peter started making the long shoves but he only lasted about a minute when
his groin contracted and he spurted inside Reece.  He gasped loudly and
stopped, only to feel another shove on his backside.

"Keep going!"

His dick felt sensitive but once he started he knew he could keep going.
He reached under and held Reece's dick while he was moving.  Gradually he
moved faster, at Martin's urgings, and Reece didn't complain that it was
hurting.

"All right!  I want you to swap over now!"

When Peter pulled out he used a washcloth to clean himself then got ready
for Reece.  Reece was telling him not to worry.

"It's okay Peter!  I was scared but it's much easier than the dildo!"

Peter felt Reece slide just inside him and it didn't hurt at all.

"You do the movement Peter!  The same as I did but keep going as far as you
can!"

Peter pushed back and back but had to stop because he felt Reece's groin
pressing against him.  He rocked slowly forward and back a couple of times
and heard Reece gasp.

"It's okay Reece!  You do the moving now!"

Reece started moving but only lasted about as long as Peter, before he
groaned and Peter felt his weight relax on him.

"Keep going Reece!  Show me how fast you can build up to!"

Martin watched for a while then told Reece to stop.

"Suck my dick Reece!  I want to see why you both shot so quickly!"

When Martin was hard Reece put some more lubrication into Peter and some on
Martin, then went to clean himself off.

"Tell me how to do this Peter!"

"Just guide yourself and push steadily!  There's nothing to think about!
Just do it!"

Peter felt Martin slide into him.  He felt bigger than Reece but he was
still easy compared to the dildo they'd practiced with.

"My God!  I see what you mean!"

Peter could tell that Martin wasn't right in, so he gave him a surprise by
shoving back hard against him.

"Hell!  Do that again!"

Peter shoved back three or four more times then started rocking even
further forward.  He kept this going and very soon Martin started pushing
as well.  In minutes it was over and Martin slumped his body against
Peter's.  When he pulled out Peter got a fresh cloth and cleaned him up.
Martin stared at him.

"I'm glad you had all those stories Peter!  I wouldn't have done any of
this otherwise!  We won't tell the others!  I think I'll give them a
shock!"

When Martin had gone Reece grabbed Peter for a hug.

Every night for the rest of the week, Martin and all his four friends
turned up at seven o'clock to be given a blow job and on Friday when he was
talking about the show, he told them to be sure and have lots of energy,
whatever that meant.  On Saturday Peter had a swim in the morning.  In the
afternoon he went with Reece to see a movie and at seven o'clock they
knocked on Martin's door for the second time.  When they went in there were
grins all round again, though Peter noticed that they weren't the same put
down type of grins as the last time.  They were kind of excited but Peter
couldn't work out whether it was because they knew what was going to
happen, or because they were eager to find out.  Once again they put their
clothes in the same place and Martin got things going.

"We know how much you two like us, so you can start off by giving us all a
nice friendly hug!  And you keep hugging till we tell you to go to the next
person!  You four!  You can touch what you like but only friendly!"

Peter didn't mind the hugging but he wondered if they'd arranged it
beforehand because he was groped, stretched, squeezed and pulled by the
time they finished.  Peter and Reece next had to model all the 'toys'
they'd bought at the adult shop.

"Okay!  The first item is the cock ring!  Show us how you put them on!
There!  See how Reece tugged his balls up to fit it on?  Now watch Peter do
the same!  Johnno wants to check the way your balls are all bunched up
Reece!  Go and show him!  This is what Peter and Reece will be wearing at
College all this week if they can't finish our show properly!  Tracksuits
and no jocks so we get the full effect!  Now Johnno!  If you thought they
bulged before, have a look at these ball-restraints!  Reece doesn't like
them much because he's got such a tight pouch but Peter dangles more and
they suit him better!  Show everyone close-up so they can see how tight
your skin is, especially on Reece!  Don't get grossed out while we show you
the next two!  There are called butt plugs and dildos and they'll
demonstrate on each other!

Peter and Reece hated this bit but went through with it as the others
stared.

"We've also got some restraints which are like handcuffs, but you'll see
these in action at next week's show!"

Peter and Reece went to the bathroom to clean up properly and when they got
back Mark was talking to Martin.  Martin came up with his grin.

"Okay!  We've got a couple of requests for blowjobs before we have the full
show, so we'll make it interesting!  You're going to be blindfolded while
you give the blowjobs, and if you can't tell who everyone is we'll give you
a penalty of some kind!  If you can get everyone right you can each put a
cock ring or ball restraint on one of us!  We'll deal a card each and the
two highest can model for us for five minutes!

Peter saw the looks from the other four and knew that Martin had caught
them in one of his games again.  They cycled through the five blowjobs and
Peter and Reece easily got them right.  They'd got so used to shape, smell,
taste and little habits over the course of the week that Peter could even
tell who it was by the pattern of the way their come shot into his mouth.

"Well Peter!  You can do the highest card and Reece the other. Shuffle them
before you deal though!"

Peter thought it was poetic justice because Martin got the highest card and
Mark got the next.  Mark was obviously very embarrassed but Martin led by
example and dropped his jeans and jocks to his knees to put on the cock
ring Peter gave him.  Mark had to try the ball restraints.  When this was
over Martin said it was time for the main part of the show.  He set up the
mattress and sheet and told Peter and Reece to sit on it.

"For last week's show they had to hang on for as long as they could!  Well!
It's the opposite this time!  They've got two hours and they have to shoot
at least four times each!  They have to make it interesting for us with
lots of variety and they already know the penalty if either of them can't
make it!  Bill let's have a drink each while they have a few minutes to
work out what they're going to do!"

Peter and Reece did have to think hard to try and make a good variety, but
they worked out a kind of program between them then got started.

"Johnno!  Is it all right if Reece leans against your legs?  He needs a
back support!"

Johnno didn't quite know what to make of this, but Martin just nodded so it
happened.  Reece sat with his back resting on Johnno's knees and his arms
round Peter, who was sitting between his legs.  He gave Peter a quick
strong hug and put his left hand down to play with Peter's balls.  He used
his other hand to make Peter stiff and then kept going till he shot his
first load.  He reached back and asked Johnno for his hand.  When Johnno
gave it to him all unexpectingly, Reece pulled it forward and wiped it in
the juice on Peter's chest.  Johnno looked at his hand in disbelief and
there was a great burst of laughter as he jumped up to go and wash it.
Peter lay on his back now and Reece sat on his chest with his legs forward
on both sides of his head, then wriggled forward till his dick was right
against Peter's mouth.  Peter opened up and gave him a quick blow job. I
was so much fun doing it with Reece, as they'd worked out between them
exactly what they liked. Peter thought that Reece's dick was like a friend
somehow. It was eager and gentle and he always concentrated on the
sensitive helmet with his tongue, till his mouth filled with sweet cream.
Reece lay on his back now and Peter lowered himself directly on top of him.
Peter actually loved this position, with their bodies touching full length
and the groins pressed together.  For a while they kissed and moved lightly
against each other with Reece tracing his hands up and down Peter's back.
Peter was starting to feel ready so he got Reece to put one hand between
them and make a tube for his dick.  He then started grinding his hips back
and forth with gradually increasing speed till he came and then collapsed.
Peter used Mark's knees for a back support with the same set-up they'd had
for Johnno.  Peter acted a bit uncomfortable and asked Mark to use his
hands to hold his shoulders steady.  When Reece came, Peter quickly rubbed
his palms in the juice then reached back and grabbed Mark's hands.

"Thanks for your help Mark!  Could you help me up please?"

It was Mark's turned to jump up and wash his hands now, and Johnno thought
this was just great.

"Good one Peter!"

Peter told Martin that they'd need a break for about twenty minutes, so
Martin started his computer up and used the time to show all the photos
from the first show.  For Peter's third orgasm, he knelt over the top of
Reece's head to get a blow job.  He was relieved to feel himself pumping up
fairly quickly but Reece's mouth had to work for a while to finish him off.
They held each other close and danced as if to some very romantic music
while Peter used one hand to work Reece's dick.  Once Reece started to
harden, Peter was able to finish him with about five minutes of steady
rubbing.  They had an hour left of their time and they both worked out that
they'd wait till the final 15 minutes before their last efforts.  This
meant 45 minutes to wait, and Peter had an idea, but it would test Martin's
rule about everyone having to join in.  He moved to Mark, sat on his lap,
and put one arm around his neck.  Mark look flustered but Martin's nod told
him to accept what was happening.  The other's loved it and Johnno called
out.

"He likes you Mark!  Have some fun!"

It was Peter who was having the fun though!  He pulled himself up, kissed
Mark on the neck and ran his fingers through his hair.  Next he pulled
Mark's shirt out of his jeans and slipped his hand underneath and started
to rub his hand on his stomach, then up onto his chest muscles.  He grabbed
Mark's hand and guided it to hold his softening dick then moved his own
hand to make a very obvious feel of Mark's dick.  Peter stood up.

"Thanks Mark!  It's the best seat in the room, even if he did feel a bit
lumpy towards the end!"

It was Ryan and Bill's turn now and Peter got them to lie on the mattress.
He knelt on Ryan's thighs and Reece did the same to Bill.

"We'll show you how nice a massage can be!  Martin!  Can we take their
shirts off?"

This got the go-ahead and Peter and Reece soon had them topless.  Peter
didn't have a clue about massage and neither did Reece but they made it up
as they went along, getting ideas from each other.  They turned them over
and did their backs and finished by rubbing their butts through their
jeans.  Next Peter pulled Johnno out and made him lie on the mattress.

"We think he might need some lessons, so Reece is going to teach him how to
kiss!"

Reece knelt over Johnno, then lowered his head to his mouth.  Peter thought
he made a great show because every now and again he'd lift his head and
make a comment.

"You have to open your mouth Johnno!

No!  Don't bite my tongue!

Use your hands on my back too Johnno!"

And after five minutes he swapped positions.

"Now show me what you've learnt!"

Johnno leant down and as soon as he started kissing, Reece reached his
hands up, undid his jeans and pulled his dick out.  Johnno stopped
straightaway but Reece made him start again.

"You've got three more minutes still Johnno!"

By the time Reece let him up, Johnno had a boner, and as he tucked it away,
to the sounds of enjoyment from the others, Mark got his comment in.

"Who's having the fun now Johnno?"

Peter turned to Martin.

"It's your turn Martin!  Are you game to dance with me?"

When Martin nodded and stood up, Peter asked Ryan to put a CD on.

"Two tracks Martin?"

Martin nodded again and Peter pressed against him.  Martin had to put his
arms round Peter's lower back and hold him that way all the time.  Halfway
through the first track Peter pulled Martin's t-shirt over his head and
threw it to one side then held him close again.  After a moment he undid
Martin's jeans and pushed them down to his ankles, and for the rest of the
track they swayed together with Peter moving his hands over Martin's back.
When the track finished Peter got Martin to take his runners off and step
out of his jeans.  By then the second track had started and Peter slid his
hands inside Martin's jocks and held his buttocks.  He looked at Martin,
making a challenge.

"Are you still game?"

Martin's eyes flashed but he nodded, and Peter slipped the jocks down.  He
pulled their bodies close, and holding one arm around Martin's back, he
moved his free hand between them to hold both their dicks together.  In
time to the music he squeezed and rubbed and felt Martin stiffening.  He
also felt himself doing the same and when the track ended they both had
boners and he knew he had Martin.

"One more track Ryan?"

Martin shot in about a minute then leaned against Peter.  Peter knew he had
till the end of the track and he started pumping himself faster and faster.
Martin's juice was a perfect lubrication and helped build the sensations.
His hand moved furiously and as the music finished he crested.  Peter saw
everyone staring as they moved apart.

"Hey!  Mark!  It looks like Martin had more fun than any of us!"

While Martin dressed, Peter moved back to Reece and whispered.

"We're not the only ones putting on the show now!"

Peter grabbed some cream and squeezed a big glob of it onto his hand and
Reece knelt on all fours.  Peter knelt behind him, rested his chest on
Reece's back, reached underneath for Reece's dick, and smoothed the cream
all over it.  With his hand as a tube he worked steadily on Reece's dick
till it came to life.  Once it was hard he did Martin's trick of holding
still and letting Reece do all the movement.  This was a very sexy position
and if Peter hadn't been drained, he knew he would be really turned on by
now.  Reece's butt was pushing back against Peter's dick and the feeling of
Reece's body moving underneath him felt great.  Reece softly told Peter
that he'd better help him and Peter started moving his hand in the opposite
direction to Reece's shoves.

"Yes!  Faster Peter and harder!  I'm nearly there!"

Peter's hand went into a blur and Reece started groaning.  His head went
back and Peter could feel the pulses as juice shot out.  Peter turned Reece
round and hugged him tight.  They'd made it and wouldn't have to wear the
cock rings to College.  Martin took over again.

"Well!  That show was better than last week's, but the night's not over!
There's the competition I promised!  Can I have the $10 I asked you each to
bring?"

Martin collected the $40, gave it to Peter and said it was to cover the
cost of the things from the adult shop.

"Now!  Write your name and the number of blowjobs you think Peter and Reece
have had for the last week, and there'll be a prize for the closest!"

When they'd done this he turned to Reece.

"OK Reece!  Including the ones you did tonight, what was the total?  It has
to be more than 42, but I know it is!"

Reece already knew because he'd added it up each day.  With the 7 tonight
it came to 69.  Martin looked at the slips of paper.

"Bill had 59!  Mark had 65!  Johnno had 67 and Ryan had 61!  So there you
are Johnno!  You're the winner!"

"What does that mean?"

"It means that at seven o'clock tomorrow night you go to Peter and Ryan's
room and they're yours for an hour!  They'll do whatever you like, and
you'll have all day tomorrow to think about it!  Now to end the night
there's a surprise!  Last week Peter and Reece showed you what a blow job
was like!  This week is even better!  You're going horse racing!"

No one knew what he was talking about but that changed quickly.

"Bill and Mark!  You're the first jockeys so let your mounts get you
ready!"

Bill was sent in front of the kneeling Reece and Mark the same with Peter,
and they had their dick's played with till they were at full mast.  This
was all right because it wasn't much different to a blow job, but total
disbelief showed on their faces when Martin directed Peter and Reece to
lubricate each other's butts.

"Come on!  You agreed to join in and you're not going to believe how good
this feels!"

After some awkwardness and fumbling they were both in the saddle, as Martin
described it.

"Are you ready to go?  Good!  It's a race to see which one of you can
finish first!  Peter and Reece!  Don't help them at all!  Let them do all
the riding!"

Mark was slow at first but he soon sped up and Peter felt his every push.
The blow job they'd had earlier meant they both lasted a bit longer, but it
was still only six or seven minutes before Bill yelled and shot, and Mark
collapsed on top of Peter about a minute later.  Johnno took his turn with
Reece, and Ryan was with Peter for the next round after another awkward
start.  Johnno must have a quick response like Reece because he only lasted
about four minutes, while Ryan was the same as the others.  Martin declared
Johnno the fastest rider for the night.

"You're a hero Johnno!  You've got your prize tomorrow night too!  Well!
Our show is certainly holding up and for next Saturday we've got more
interesting ideas that all come out of Peter's stories!"

When Peter and Reece got home they had a shower and went straight to bed.
The next night at seven o'clock they were waiting, already nude, when
Johnno turned up.  He looked embarrassed but told them he wanted to try
what they'd done on their first show, and have a boner for as long as he
could.

"You guys shot so hard I thought it must be fantastic!"

They undressed him, put him on the bed and started.  He already had a boner
by the time he was nude and Peter thought they might have hard work to stop
him shooting.  Reece started on his balls and Peter tickled the head of his
dick and he started moaning almost straightaway.

"No!  Stop!  Only one at a time!  Come and stand close Peter, while Reece
keeps going!  I want to have a close look at your dick!"

He held Peter and started squeezing and pulling.

"I want to see what you feel like when you're going from soft to hard!"

Once Peter's dick was hard, he explored more and examined his balls for a
while.

"Reece!  Come and swap with Peter!"

He went through the same process with Reece.

"Boy!  It's amazing how dicks are so different isn't it?  Yours is kind of
friendly while Peter's looks big and dangerous!  Hmm!  You'd better stop
for a while Peter!"

Johnno lasted a bit over half an hour and then he couldn't stand it
anymore.  When he finally shot he made such a yell Peter was worried
someone would come to see what was going on.  There was almost half an hour
left and Johnno wanted to see Reece and Peter riding each other.  He was so
inquisitive that Peter couldn't help smiling.  When Peter was sliding into
Reece Johnno couldn't get over it.

"Martin told us that you could push right in Peter, but I don't see how!
You're way to big!  Hell!  Look at that!  You can too! Doesn't it hurt you
Reece?"

"Peter never hurts me Johnno!  We practiced till I got used to it, and now
I love it!"

Johnno watched in amazement for a while then told Peter to shoot as quickly
as he could, then when Peter had come Johnno wanted a turn for himself.

"No offence Reece!  But you felt too good last night, and it was all over
before I could think about it, so I want to see what it's like with Peter!"

Having shot not long before, meant Johnno could last a lot longer and he
was still going after his time was meant to be over.  Reece and Peter
didn't mind though, because he was a character and very friendly.

For the rest of the week they felt like sex machines.  It started on Monday
night.  All five of the guys turned up and wanted to watch Peter and Reece
riding each other, in particular to see how Peter's big dick could fit into
Reece.  They had their blowjobs but after they left, Reece pointed out
their problem.

"We're four blowjobs down on this time last week Peter!  We'll have to do
extra to catch up!"  They did one each when they first went to bed, but
they still had to do Martin's nightly one as well, so they decided to come
back to the room at lunchtime the next day to catch up.  On Tuesday only
three guys turned up and they wanted to watch Peter and Reece do the riding
again so once again they had four blowjobs to catch up.  Each day got worse
and on Thursday they had seven blowjobs to catch up.  They managed it by
having an extra one each at about 9 p.m.  Peter woke Reece at six o'clock
in the morning for another round, then they had another go at lunchtime,
and again straight after their College lectures finished in the afternoon.

"I don't believe it Peter!  We're actually one ahead!"

"I do!  We've already shot four times today, and we've still got this
evening!"

All five guys turned up and decided to watch Peter and Reece have a ride.
At least they all had blowjobs and there was only one to make up.  They
decided to build their score as much as possible and by 9 o'clock the next
morning they only needed three to match last week's score.  Martin had told
them they'd need all their energy again, and apart from Peter's morning
swim they both had a relaxed day.

When they arrived at Martin's door they got their best welcome yet.
Martin's mates were excited and eager to know what was happening and Peter
and Reece didn't have to strip because it was done for them.

Johnno asked if they could have a blow job at the start like the last time,
but Martin said no because they'd need to save up for later.

"Okay everyone!  Tonight's show is a bit different!  It's kind of like a
variety night so you won't know what's going to happen next, but there's
lots of surprises!  One of Peter stories has two guys who have to watch a
gay video and copy whatever happens in it!  Peter and Reece are going to do
the same thing for us tonight, except I've found sections on different
videos to make it more interesting!"

He moved to start the TV and Peter saw a pile of videos next to it.  There
was total attention from everyone to see what would happen.  The first clip
showed two guys sitting facing each other, so close that their dicks were
touching.  Martin paused the tape while Peter and Reece got into the same
position.  The tape went on and the guys held their dicks together and
worked at getting boners.  Martin paused the video again while everyone
watched Peter and Reece do the same.  When the video started again everyone
laughed because the guys squirted globs of white stuff all over their
dicks.  When they put the can down it showed the label.

"My God!  Its whipped cream!"

"Yes Johnno!  And we have our own can here!"

Martin pressed the nozzle and held it down for ages till there was a great
mess covering everything.

"Spread it around and away you go!"

Mark had the camera going and Ryan yelled out.

"Look!  Two periscopes poking up!"

With the cream as lubrication it only took a couple of minutes for both of
them to shoot.  They rested a moment to recover and Mark took more photos.

"Lie on your back Peter!"

Peter wondered what Ryan wanted.

"Reece!  You lie on top of him and spread the cream everywhere!  It'll be a
good photo!"

When Peter felt the cream squelching all over his stomach he grabbed some
on his finger and tasted it.  They stood up and Mark took a couple more
pictures and Peter turned towards Johnno.

"Hey!  Johnno!  We haven't had a hug like the other time yet!"

Johnno jumped up and ran, to everyone's merriment, and Peter and Reece went
for a quick shower.  Martin had his finger on the button waiting for them
when they returned and in moments there was a guy being fitted up with
weights on his balls.  He switched it off and called Peter and Reece over.

"I had been wondering what to do with those ball restraints!"

Bill helped Martin put the ball restraints on Peter and Reece, and then tie
some stretchy elastic to them.

"Okay!  Ryan and Johnno!  Think of something to tie to each of them!"

Ryan tied empty one-litre plastic bottles to Peter, and Johnno used his
runner on Reece, then everyone tossed in different ideas.  Reece had to
flex his knees to keep the runner moving up and down and they put some
water into the plastic bottle then made it swing like a pendulum till they
realised they could get Peter to swing his hips and keep it going himself.
When it was Mark and Bill's turn, they had a talk then told Peter and Reece
to stand directly in front of them.  They said they were going to use their
hands and had a competition to see how much they could make each set of
balls bounce around.  Peter grabbed himself at one stage because it started
to hurt when Bill went too fast.  Martin used another piece of elastic and
joined Peter and Reece together, then moved them apart enough to take up
the tension.

"Okay!  Start humping your hips!"

This was easy because they could see each other, so Martin had them close
their eyes.  They quickly adjusted to this as well, by synchronising their
timing.  Suddenly Peter couldn't get it right at all and every time his
hips went back he felt his balls yanked.  The pressure gradually got
stronger and stronger and each time Peter moved his hips back he could feel
his balls stretched tighter and tighter.  He opened his eyes to see Martin
holding the elastic in the middle and making a loop to shorten it.  The
ball restraints were removed and another video clip shown.  This time and
Reece ended up on his back with his legs over Peter's shoulders while Peter
stuck his dick in and shoved like mad till he shot.

For the next clip the velcro restraints were used, and Reece had to act the
part of a guy in the video who was given a blow job against his will.

Now Martin said it was time for a change and he organised another round of
horseracing.  This time with Bill against Mark, Ryan against Johnno and
Martin had a go using Peter.  Johnno shot his load quickest by far again,
with Bill being the second fastest.  All four were now used to this way of
getting off, and they pounded so hard that Peter and Reece had to brace
themselves against the strength of their thrusts.  The four satisfied
friends sat back ready to see what the next video clip would bring.  Peter
stared in shock.  Martin couldn't be serious about this.  There must be
something further on in the clip that he wanted them to do.  But no!  He
stopped the clip and enacted the scene where the swim-team held the two
cheeky teammates down, and shaved first their armpits, and then their pubic
hair.  Being held down by the four guys meant nothing to Peter as he froze
in total cooperation while the safety razor moved over his balls and across
the base of his dick.  Martin washed away the shaving cream with a damp
cloth and after he gently dried the whole area, everyone checked out the
results.

" I can't believe it but he looks even bigger!"

Johnno reached his hand down to fondle Peter's balls.

"Wow!  Check out how smooth they feel!"

After a general grope Reece went through the same process.

Martin started the next clip and Reece was held upside down with his legs
bent over Ryan's shoulders while Peter gave him a blow job and then with
the following clip Reece ended up sitting on Peter's lap with his dick
inside him, bouncing up and down faster and faster, higher and higher till
Peter groaned and shot.  Martin said that Peter and Reece's balls needed a
recovery break before the next video and organised another horse race.

"We'll call it a slow race this time, because the idea is to keep going as
long as you can!  Peter and Reece will be doing their best to speed you up,
so it's a kind of competition against them as well!  This is our
competition of the night and the winner gets the hour with Peter and Reece
tomorrow.!"

Martin used his swimming stopwatch to get the times and Ryan and Mark went
first.  This turned out to be a major physical work out for Peter and Reece
because the guys basically sat there doing nothing, in hopes of lasting
longer, while their mounts had to do all the movement, rocking and
squeezing to get them going.  When the two pairs had finished Martin stood
in front of Peter.

"Okay!  Set me going Peter!  You're going to give me a long, long, ride!"

Peter took Martin's jeans and jocks right off, and ran his hands up the
inside of his legs till he reached his balls.  At the same time he used his
tongue on the head of Martin's dick, sliding and pressing as hard as he
could.  Peter felt Martin's dick hardening as soon as it was in his mouth,
and in less than a minute he was rigid.  Peter used the lubrication on
himself while Martin moved behind him.  Martin started to ease himself in
but as soon as Peter felt the head inside he shoved backwards as hard as he
could.  Wham!  Martin was in as far as he could go and Peter could feel his
balls squeezed against his backside.  Wham!  Wham!  Wham!  Peter keep
shoving back as quickly as he could to continuously squeeze Martin's balls
against him.  He knew this would turn Martin on and he wanted to see how
quickly he could finish him off.  Martin eased his groin back because
Peter's tactic was so effective.  Peter took advantage of this to move
himself forward so that Martin almost slid out.  This gave Peter a nice
long thrust back and he could feel almost the whole dick length enter in
one movement.  After a couple more of these he pulled himself right off
Martin's dick.  This meant Martin had to come forward to get in, and once
again Peter could shove right back and squeeze his balls.  Peter kept going
with these tactics and knew he was winning this challenge.  Martin knew
this too and when Peter sped up even more, he leaned forward and rested his
chest on Peter's back.  Both hands reached underneath, one to hold Peter's
dick and the other to grip his balls.

"Good try Peter!  But I've got you now!"

Martin quite literally had him by the balls and stopped any unwanted
movement by just holding them.  There was absolutely nothing he could do
about it and from then on Martin guided all Peter's movements by pulling
his balls as fast or slow as he wanted in whatever direction.

"You're a good stallion Peter!  But I've got you broken in!"  Martin
enjoyed himself, moving as fast or slow as he wanted till he was past all
the other's times and then he let Peter go and sat up once again.  Peter
put all his energy into it, and now Martin did the same, and two fit strong
bodies strained in the speed and strength of their efforts, till Martin
yelled and finished.  They went to the bathroom for a quick cleanup and
shower.

"That was the best ever Peter!  We'll do it again tomorrow night!  Now!
You can wash me if you like!"

Peter knew that Martin was playing with him but he didn't even hesitate.
He'd had an obsession with Martin's body for so long that he had no choice.
As he soaped Martin's body and his hands rubbed the suds from his chest and
stomach, lingering around Martin's groin, Peter saw Martin's smile of
control.

"Would you like me to wash you Peter?"

"Please Martin!"

Peter felt a quivery feeling as Martin's hands spread the soap and rubbed
it into his dick, stretching and twisting it around.

"Would you like to come to my room once a week next semester?  You'd have
to agree to do whatever I tell you!"

With feelings raging as his dick was massaged, Peter answered yes without a
thought.

"I knew you would!  We'll have some good contests!"

They dried off and when Martin was dressed they went back for the last
video.  Peter thought his biggest shock for the night had been the shaving
episode, but as he watched this time, he wondered if he'd be able to cope.
Not that he'd have any choice.  When the clip finished, Martin used the
mattress from his bed and put it down next to the other one, and after a
few busy minutes, Peter and Reece were tied down on their backs, their arms
stretched behind their heads, and their legs parted and secured firmly.
Martin checked to be sure they couldn't move, and that they were
comfortable, and then the torture started.  The first point of attack was
their feet, and Peter screeched and wriggled uncontrollably for four or
five minutes till they let up.  It sounded as if it must be worse for
Reece.  They moved to his stomach and sides next, which wasn't as bad, but
jolts of sensation sent him almost hysterical.  He never could stand being
tickled and here it went on for twenty minutes till he felt exhausted.
This wasn't the end though, because his groin area now became the focus of
attention.  They teased and tickled the inside of his thighs till his balls
felt like they were dancing and his dick stiffened.  All his pleas to stop
just brought bigger grins and renewed tickling.  Martin had searched out a
couple of feather dusters and soft brushes.  Peter nearly freaked when they
started using a toothbrush on the soles of his feet.  The shave they'd been
given seemed to make that whole area more sensitive and for another ten
minutes Peter's dick was kept hard by the tickling and then Martin put some
lubrication on his hand and wrapped it around Peter.  He slowly worked
Peter's dick while Bill and Ryan kept the tickling going.  Reece had the
same treatment from Johnno with Martin doing the tickling.  Peter wondered
if his heart was going to burst, but instead he had an incredible orgasm,
which sent juice flying right over his head.  Reece had shot a few minutes
earlier and was lying exhausted, watching when Peter finished.  They were
both released but Peter just stayed there to regain some energy.  When he
stood up, Martin got some drinks for everyone and grinned as he thanked
Peter and Reece.

"Well!  Each show gets better, and I reckon we can say that Peter and Reece
put on the best one of all tonight!  It's a pity that that's the end of our
shows because they've done everything we agreed on!  Now!  There's only one
more thing before we finish!  Reece!  What was the score for your blowjobs
this week?"

"68!"

"Didn't you get 69 last week?"

Reece nodded.

"You missed by one?  Two really, to have a better score!  Isn't that bad
luck?  So close!"

Peter knew that Martin had carefully worked it that way, because everyday
he'd checked the exercise book.

"I know what we'll do!  You've put on such good shows that we'll give you
another chance!  You can have ten minutes for a 69 to match your 69 and if
either of you can manage it we'll let you off!"

After his orgasm only a short moment ago Peter didn't think he had a hope
but they both tried anyway.  As they lay on the mattress Peter couldn't
tell if the guys watching were hoping they'd lose, or cheering them on.  He
took Reece's dick in his mouth and as he started the strongest pressure on
the knob with his tongue that he could manage, he felt Reece's hands
manipulating his balls and his mouth sucking forcefully.  Peter tried
rubbing his tongue on the very front of Reece's helmet and running his
finger up and down the front channel and felt him start to stiffen a
little.  Reece went into a kind of overdrive and grasping Peter's balls
with one hand, he used the other to jack quickly on the lower part of his
shaft while still sucking the head.  Peter gradually stiffened but he
couldn't feel the tingle that would take him any further.  Reece was
actually quite rigid and Peter thought that if he had more time he'd get
him to shoot, but Martin said time was up and Johnno and Ryan pulled them
apart.  Martin gave his grin.

"You've just won a holiday for three days with us at the cabin!
All-expenses-paid, but what will we get you to do?"

"A mini show each night?"  -- from Johnno.

"No clothes while they're in the cabin?"  -- from Ryan.

"Blowjobs on demand?"  -- from Mark.

"All the time we want for our horse races?"  -- Bill.

"I've got one!  Peter's got a couple of stories about milking, so I can't
wait to try that and there's a thing with their speedos when we go
swimming!"

"Milking?  What's that Martin?"

"You'll see Johnno!  I promise you! You'll see!"

Peter and Reece just stared at them.


Author's note.
If you enjoyed reading this story I'd love to get a note or hear any
comments or questions you might have. A little feedback goes a long way.

In fact, Peter has been telling me what happened when he went to Martin's
cabin, so if there is enough interest I could chronicle that as well.

Email iarwain7@ains.net.au
Iarwain.