Date: Sun, 17 Apr 2016 23:06:05 -0400
From: percxyz@aol.com
Subject: Week Away With The Guys - Chapter 2

WEEK AWAY WITH THE GUYS
Chapter Two


	Eric and Sean exchanged a look and without a word, Eric got up from
the table and headed toward the back door.  He opened it and turned back to
us.  He looked at me for a moment, then glanced over at Sean.  I followed
his gaze and looked at my friend Ð my best friend.  He still sat at the
table with me.  He was shirtless, which was par for the course on a fishing
trip, but after everything that had happened, I now felt a throb in my cock
seeing my well-built buddy's hard chest, arms and abs.  The inverted
triangle of his torso was going to give me a full woody, so I looked away,
back over to Eric and saw his eyes were on me and had narrowed.

	"Come on, Matt.  You and I are fishing together today in the bass
boat.  Sean and Paul can join us later in the ski boat if they want."  Matt
just shrugged, grabbed a bagel and a bottle of water and followed Eric out
the back door.  I was left at the table with Sean, unsure of what to say or
do.  I was looking down at my plate, embarrassed by Matt's words and
description of me.  Despite the fact that Sean had me sucking him off just
like Matt and Eric were doing, knowing that he knew I had just taken it up
the ass from our blond buddy had me blushing and afraid to look at him.

      Sean just remained silent and finally, I couldn't just sit there any
longer.  I looked up at my redheaded buddy and saw that he was staring
right at me.  I couldn't read the expression on his face and still had no
idea what to say to him.  He sat there for another minute or two, letting
the silence draw out and my nervousness increase before he finally spoke.

      "So, Paul, should I take a shot at your twat like Matt suggested?"
Sean asked, with derision clear in his voice.  I knew I had to be looking
like a deer caught in the headlights and I had no idea how to respond to
that.  I opened my mouth, then closed it, no words coming.  Sean saw this
and smirked at me.  "Does that mean you'd rather suck another load outta my
balls?  You've gotten really good at that!"  He chuckled, but it didn't do
anything to relieve my tension.

      "Dude, you should have heard yourself.  Eric and I were out in the
hallway for awhile.  Hell, we even opened the door and watched for about
thirty seconds.  You were on your hands and knees with Matt taking you from
behind like a bitch and from the sounds you were making, it was pretty
clear you were liking what he was doing to you."  Sean shook his head,
looking at me with a mix of disbelief and derision.  "Damn, man!  I knew
that fags get off on getting fucked, but seeing and hearing my best buddy
moaning like a cheap slut while getting banged doggie style by another one
of my best buds is something I never expected to see and will never forget.
You really liked it, didn't you?"

      It was clear Sean expected an answer and I had to take a drink of
water before I could speak, my mouth was so dry.  I debated for a split
second about lying to him, but hell, he'd just told me that he'd not only
heard me getting fucked by Matt, he and Eric had watched!  There was no way
I could deny it convincingly, but I had to try.  I had to save whatever
vestiges were left of my manhood in my best friend's eyes.  I felt my face
go red with embarrassment as I tried to figure out what to say.

      "UmmmmÉwell, no.  I didn't like it," I said, knowing that Sean was
seeing right through my lie.  "It hurt like hell!" I said.

      That much was true, up to a point.  When Matt had firstÉ Jesus it
was hard to even think about! When Matt had firstÉpenetrated me, pushing
his dick into me and turning me into his bitchboy, making my hole a new
pussy, it had hurt like nothing I had felt before.  Sure, I had experienced
more pain than that from a purely physical point of view, like when I broke
my leg skiing, or the punch that cracked my jaw when I waded into a fight
to help out Sean who was outnumbered, or being tackled blindsidedly by a
guy running full speed as I was landing after jumping up to reel in a
football, but this was a totally different kind of pain.  It was physical,
of course, but there was another component to it, one that I only now
recognized.

      When Matt had taken my cherry, his dick had stretched my hole
physically beyond what I thought was possible.  That pain had been
incredible and had been located in a part of me where I'd never thought it
possible.  But Matt had done more than just cop my cherry, inflicting just
physical pain.  He had fucked with my mind and my brain, my entire fucking
reality!  His physical penetration had forced me into accepting the reality
that Matt was using me as his fuck boy, but his ever increasing domination
of my mind and body which had started well before he took my virginity that
morning, plus the way he had simply used me however he wanted to take his
sexual pleasure had all combined in my head.  My thoughts and feelings were
all messed up and the pain radiating from my most private place had raced
up my spine and into my brain, messing up my thoughts and my view of myself
even more.  I was a jockÉa studÉa man!  But that morning, Matt had
chipped away at my manhood, fucking me and cumming inside me, just as I had
done to plenty of women over the past decade.  Now my thoughts and
reactions were all confused.

      Shit!  Just seeing Matt sitting there shirtless, something I had seen
hundreds, if not thousands of times before, had now gotten my dick hard!
That had never happened before! Just a few days earlier, I had been one of
the guys, an equal in all ways.  I could outfight Eric and possibly Sean,
and certainly hold my own with Matt, though he'd probably win in the long
run had we ever came to serious blows.  Now, in just under four days, less
than one hundred hours, I'd learned to get on my knees and suck my buddies'
cocks, swallow their cum and despite not wanting to admit it, even to
myself, I'd also learned that I liked it.  Matt's actions this morning had
forced me into accepting, and more importantly admitting to myself, that I
liked his big dick in more than just my mouth.  When he had reached orgasm
and shot his cum up inside me, the last bits of my resistance to his sexual
domination had melted away.  Matt had shown me - in the most graphic way
possible Ð that he was the man.  He'd taken me to places and gotten me
to do things I had never even imagined prior to this trip.  Listening to
his breathing speed up and turn into gasps that punctuated each shot of his
cum and feeling his cock pulsing deep inside me as he came had only
crystallized this new reality.

      Matt had been the one somehow to see something in me that I didn't
even know about myself.  I suddenly remembered him telling me the other
night, as he held me pinned underneath him, that he'd always known I was a
cocksucker.  I hadn't protested or fought back, like any other guy would
have.  Despite that, I still hadn't believed him.  I'd never considered
sucking any dude's dick!  However, any chance to protest had irrevocably
passed the moment Matt had somehow gotten me to open my mouth and let the
blunt head of his thick cock slide between my lips as Sean and Eric
watched, the slit leaving a salty trail of his precum in a path along the
center of my tongue. It was Matt's domination of me that had led to my
current situation and knowing that Eric and especially Sean, my oldest and
best friend, had not only heard Matt fucking me this morning, they had
watched it happening, had my head spinning.  All of these thoughts had
raced around my brain in only a few seconds and during that time a frown
had formed on Sean's handsome face.

      Sean was of Irish descent and had the red hair and peaches and cream
skin to prove it.  He didn't have many of the customary freckles you see on
many Irish people except across his shoulders, though they were sparse even
there.  Any unplanned time in the sun initially left him with a burn,
instead of a tan.  He was well aware of that and very careful, getting sun
in small doses prior to any big exposure, which allowed him to build up a
base tan, preventing a serious sunburn.  He'd done that before our trip,
hanging out a my house, lounging around and in the pool, getting sun in
small doses, then for longer periods, so as not to spend the trip in pain
from a sunburn due to the time spent on the water fishing.  He too was
shirtless at the table, and while he couldn't be more different from Matt
in coloring, when it came to basic anatomy and musculature, Sean was not
only one hundred percent male, he was in incredibly good shape.  His sexy
good looks, ginger hair, green eyes and well-built, very muscled body had
scored him as many girls as Matt's blond hair and toned surfer's body had.

      Sean's reputation among the ladies as being a bit of a hound was well
deserved.  As his best friend, I'd either witnessed or heard the stories of
his conquests and shared in the enjoyment he found in them.  The look on
his face now was the opposite of what I'd seen when he'd recounted his
previous sexual escapades to me after he'd kicked whichever girl it was out
of our dorm room, or later our apartment.  Now, his face had darkened and I
saw the muscles in his jaw tighten and clench as he heard my answer.

      "Don't fucking lie to me, Paul!  Goddammit!  You know better than
that.  When have you ever been able to lie to me??"  He was right.  He had
always been able to tell when I wasn't giving him one hundred percent
truth.  I had never known how he saw through me so easily, but he'd been
doing it for so long and it was such a well established dynamic between us
that both Eric and Matt well aware of Sean's ability to see right through
me and know whenever I wasn't telling him the entire truth.  He brought his
powers to bear on me yet again.  "Tell me the fucking truth Ð all of it.
Not only do we both know when I can tell when you're lying to me, you must
be forgetting that I not only heard it all, but Eric and I watched for
awhile?  Yeah, I'm sure it did hurt getting your fucking pussy ass cherry
popped!  That much was true."  I could hear the scorn in his voice.  "But
you know that's not what I was asking and the rest of what you just said
was a lie.  So tell me the truth, asshole, or you'll regret it!"  I was
kind of shocked at how angry Sean suddenly was.

      "Okay, okay," I said, wanting to calm him down.  I couldn't look at
him, so stared at the table top as I spoke, "I didn't like it at first.  It
hurt a lot and it wasÉ"I struggled to find the right word and when I
found it, I didn't want to use it.  But knowing that Sean would see through
any dissembling on my part, I pushed ahead.  "It wasÉhumiliating, Sean.
Ok?  It was totally humiliating, in ways that I cannot even bear to think
about, much less describe, to have Matt put me on my back and fuck me like
I was some chick he brought home from a bar."  I glanced up at Sean's face,
but it was inscrutable.  Still, he wasn't laying into me for lying to him,
so I knew that he knew he was hearing the truth.

      I took a deep breath, gathering my courage.  I couldn't believe I was
talking about this to anyone, much less my best friend, at least in this
manner.  He wasn't being kind or understanding, wasn't being the friend
upon whom I'd relied for so many years.  Instead he was just wanting the
facts of what happened, unfazed by how making me relive them was affecting
me.  I managed to continue, "But after a while, wellÉI don't know.
Fuck!  I just don't know.  I guess that my body justÉadjustedÉor
something.  I guess that I got used toÉused to him beingÉfuck, man,
do I have to say this?  ShitÉI got used to Matt's dick being inside me!
Ok?  I got used to the feel of him fucking me!"  I said this almost
angrily, forcing out the words, until I realized what was coming next.  My
voice dropped again.  "AndÉand something about it started to feel good.
My body just reacted."  I said this more softly, looking down at the table
again in embarrassment.

      "It wasn't something I could control," I muttered, not wanting to say
the words, but knowing that Sean wouldn't let it go until I had.  Now I
looked up at him now and saw another smirk on his face.  Still, that was
better than the anger that had been brewing there just a moment earlier.

      "So you couldn't control your reaction," Sean said, "and because you
couldn't control your body or your mind, you loved having Matt's dick up
your ass?  Because you're such a cock loving fag slut, you loved having
another dude buttfuck you!?!  Jesus, I saw that your dick was hard while
Matt boned you, but never thought I'd hear you admit it!  That's gotta be
the most pathetic fucking thing I've ever heard another dude say."  He ran
a hand down his face and muttered, "What a fucking bitch slut you've turned
out to be."  His use of those words, not while I was sucking him and he was
all hot and bothered, but sitting here talking at the table, caused me to
jerk my head up to look at him.  When our eyes met, his smirk had turned to
a sneer.  "That's right, Paul.  You're a bitch and a slut.  No fucking MAN,
with an ounce of fucking self respect, would ever admit the fact they were
getting off on being assfucked by another dude, much less that they
couldn't control that they got off on it!  You know who gets off on getting
fucked and has no control over it, Paul?  Slutty bitches.  I guess that
sums you up are now pretty well."

 	I felt my face burning with shame and wanted to protest.  I wanted
to tell him he was wrong and that his words hurt.  They did hurt, but I
couldn't tell him he was wrong.  Fuck, he had nailed it.  Sluts gave it up
because they couldn't control their love for cock and bitches got used by
men at the whim of the man.  A slutty bitch.  Jesus! That's what my best
friend thought I was?  I didn't know what to say or do.  Sean apparently
had his own plans, though, and began to implement them.  He stood up from
the table and I could see he was only wearing a pair of basketball shorts
that stretched down to his knees.  They were also stretched in front as he
was clearly hard, but he must have had a jockstrap or underwear on as well,
or the outline of his cock would have been perfectly clear through the thin
nylon.

      I took in the sight of him, unable to help myself.  His amazing torso
narrowed from his broad, muscled shoulders as my eyes moved downward to his
solid six pac and his narrow, trim waist wrapped by the elastic waistband
of the navy shorts.  He has two incredibly well defined indentations,
forming the top of a "V" running from his sides, downward delineating his
abs from his hips and his shorts flared outward with his hip bones.  I
admired the rippled muscles of his hard abs and for the first time noticed
two matching blue veins running down into his shorts on either side of the
red trail of hair that descended from his navel and which were located
midway between the treasure trail and his "V" lines.  They disappeared into
the basketball shorts along with the line of red hairs and I found myself
fascinated by this intricacy of his anatomy that I'd never before noticed.
I knew all of my buddies had that kind of definition, as I did myself and
wondered if they too had the veins that I could see on Sean disappearing
into their shorts.

      We often worked out together and our workouts had been good-natured,
but definitely competitive, as competitive as we were on any field, and it
had paid off for all of us.  We had always taken it as a matter of pride
that our definition and muscles rivaled anyone you would see on a field, in
a gym or on the big screen.  In my opinion, certainly Matt and Sean had the
kind of movie star good looks to go along with their incredible bodies.
Eric was certainly handsome and incredibly fit, but where Matt and Sean
were solid tens in the facial looks department, I figured Eric to be only
about an eight and a half.  I didn't consider myself even that good
looking, though lots of women had told me differently.  I just never saw
it, so had always worked harder to get my body looking even better and had
even done some modeling in college, as had Sean and Matt.  Eric had no
interest in it.  I realized that I'd been letting my mind wander and
focused back on Sean, realizing that very little time had passed.

      Sean's skin was darkened by the past few days in the sun, at least as
much as it could be with his heritage.  His skin was still lighter than my
own, though, since I also had a tan.  The inverted triangle of his torso
was nearly hairless.  The only significant hair, other than under his arms,
was the red trail running from his navel into his shorts.  I knew from
experience, both from the past few days and having been his roomie for the
past several years, that it spread into a full fiery bush around his cock.
His nipples were small and pink, about the size of nickels, and capped his
very well developed pecs.  Sean had put in as much time working his body as
the rest of us and had built up his chest impressively over the past decade
or so.  I had been there for it all, spotting weights, giving encouragement
and being a friend as he and I both went from scrawny kids, to brawny
teens, to muscled young stud, working along side him on my own body and
getting the same results.

      I'd seen Sean's body thousands of times, from clothed in a full tux
at formal events to stark naked in showers and lockers, but never had I
seen it the way I saw it now.  Before, I had looked at him as a friend,
buddy and equal.  I had been jealous when he got his growth spurt before I
did, but pleased when mine came and I outgrew him by an inch.  Not only had
I seen him in lockers, showers, pools and on the beach, with ninety-five
percent, or more, of his skin exposed.  I'd seen his dick hundreds of
times, but all of that was different.  Now, as I looked at him, I saw him
as the virile, masculine and very sexual stud that he was.  Sean had spent
a lot of time playing sports from baseball to soccer to lacrosse in
addition to his workouts and that showed in his naturally proportioned
muscled arms, shoulders, chest and legs.

      The hollow of his throat just above and between his collar bones
pulled my eyes in, as did his symmetrical torso.  But most especially, my
eyes kept returning to the center line between his pecs.  I could see how
the line on either side was slightly uneven where the fibers of his pecs
attached to his sternum.  I found the sight to be incredibly sexy and my
cock responded in full.  I could see the taut skin over his muscles and
took in the veins that popped in his arms and chest where the underlying
muscle forced them upwards. I let my eyes travel back down his torso to his
crotch and I didn't even realize that I licked my lips until Sean commented
on it.

      "Jesus, Paul.  I know you like sucking dick, but I never thought I'd
see you licking your lips while you stared at my package!"  I remained
seated, frozen in place, as he took a step closer to me.  I could smell the
soap he'd used in the shower that morning, but also, and far more
importantly, I could smell the underlying scent of Sean himself.  It was a
scent I was intimately familiar with, having had it in my life for nearly
two decades, but as I inhaled now, it caused a tingling in my crotch that
seemed to work its way up my spine and deeply into my mind.  This wasn't
just the smell of Sean, my friend.  This was also the musk of a hard
bodied, virile and horny male, whose dick was stiff.  I watched as Sean
moved his right hand to my face.  I had no idea what he planned to do -
slap me, caress my cheek or make a fist and punch me, but I didn't move.  I
got a closer look at the veins in his forearm that stood out under his skin
as his hand got closer and closer.

      	"Look up at me, Paulie," he said softly.  He almost never called me
Paulie anymore, only when he was feeling nostalgic, was drunk, or was
joking around, but this was none of these.  I looked up at him and felt him
grab my chin as my gaze met his.  As I looked into his green eyes, I felt
his thumb run across my lips, gently at first, but then with a bit more
force.  I could see him watching my face for my reaction as he pushed his
thumb between my lips, past my teeth, which I allowed to open and onto my
tongue.  I could feel the rough skin of his thumbprint slide across my
tongue and tasted the saltiness of his skin.  Sean's eyes continued to bore
into mine as he watched me accept this newest penetration of his body into
mine.  The smirk reappeared on his face.

      "You really get off on this shit, dontcha?  You get off on me, on my
body!  Even thisÉeven me sticking my thumb in your mouth.  It's driving
you crazy, isn't it?  It's written all over your face, bitch.  You like it
when I take charge and do what I want.  I can see that clearly enough."  He
shook his head.  "Fuck, dude, you know that's pretty fucked up in the head,
right?  I mean, a couple days ago, I thought you were a man like the rest
of us.  You chased enough pussy to cover up your real nature, I'll give you
that.  What did you do to Matt?  Make a pass or something when you were
drunk or what?  How'd he know you were really a cocksucker and such a
slut?"  He pulled his thumb out of my mouth so I could answer.

      "I never said or did anything to Matt.  I still don't know why he
made me suck him off the other night.  I certainly don't know why he did it
in front of you and Eric!  I didn't want to suck his dick!" I said
forcefully.  Sean just looked at me, his head cocked a bit to the side as
he considered my words.

      "I can tell you believe that and that you're not lying." Sean said,
tilting his head and looking at me closely.  "But the fact is, Paulie, you
did suck his cock, and from where I was sitting, it sure didn't look like
you didn't want to do it.  Not only that, you didn't try to stop him from
shooting his wad in your mouth or even try to spit it out after he had!"
The derision reappeared on his face.  "You just fucking swallowed!  You
swallowed Matt's goddamn sperm straight from his balls while Eric and I
watched!  Something really fucked up was going on in here."  He knocked on
the top of my head with his knuckles.  "Then you went down on me and Eric
and I knew that everything Matt was saying was true.  You were a
cocksucker, just like he said and you've become a much better suckboy in
just the past few days.  If we hadn't been living together for as long as
we have, I'd have suspected that you'd been sucking off guys for years to
be so good."

      "Don't get me wrong," he continued, "I love the way you suck my cock,
but I think it's totally gross that any man would swallow another dude's
cum!"  He paused and looked at me for another moment, sliding his thumb
back into my mouth.  "It's totally fucking gross, dude, but I think that's
why I love watching you swallow mine."  He grinned and took a step closer
to me, his muscled torso and washboard abs now only a few inches from my
face.  He pulled his thumb from my mouth and wiped it dry in my hair, then
moved even closer, looming over me.  His scent now completely filled my
nostrils and my dick throbbed, causing a wet spot to start forming on my
shorts.

      "Look up at me, Paulie," he ordered.

      I obeyed and tilted my head backwards, to look up at his face,
letting my eyes trail slowly up his body, taking in the rippled muscles of
his abdomen, the mounds of muscle on his chest, then the cords in his neck
and throat, letting my gaze drink in the sight of his stubbled chin and
cheeks before meeting his eyes.  My face was a bit above the level of his
crotch, and he still wore his navy basketball shorts, though he was clearly
hard, so I was a bit confused when he told me to keep looking up at him and
to open my mouth, but I obeyed.  Sean leaned down until his face was only
about six inches or so above mine, his eyes seeming to search my face then
lock onto my own.  He froze there, his brow furrowing with our eyes still
locked together and he pursed his lips.  I wondered for a split second if
he was going to kiss me.  I should have known better.  I caught the
movement of his lips as they opened and felt his saliva hit my tongue as he
spit directly into my mouth twice.

      I felt my eyes go wide in shock at this newest indignity and my first
thought was to spit it out.  Then I saw the smirk reappear on my best
friend's face as he told me to close my mouth.  I did so slowly, feeling
his warm saliva running down my tongue.  I was shocked even more when I
felt my cock throb heavily.  I could feel the precum leaking out and knew
that by now a large wet spot would showing through my shorts.

      "Go on, dude.  Swallow."  I hesitated for a minute and Sean's eyes
narrowed.  "Listen, bitch, what's a little bit of my spit?  You've already
swallowed the fucking cum straight out of my balls!  This is nothing!
Hell, I bet if I'd kissed you, you wouldn't have been able to get enough."
I realized he was right and still looking into his eyes, swallowed.  Sean's
face broke out into a big grin as he watched me obey this latest command.
"Fuck," he said softly.  "I can't believe you just did that.  Matt was
right.  You are a total slut, but apparently not just for my cock but my
entire body.  Sweet!  You'd do anything to get another chance to suck
this," he grabbed his hard cock through the material of his shorts.  "Bet
you'd love to get your hands, or your tongue on every part of my body.
Wouldn't you?"

      I couldn't respond, because I couldn't deny it.  Seeing Sean looming
over me, his hot masculine body towering over me, with all his hard angles,
tight muscles and taut skin, coupled with what he'd just done and said had
me nearly ready to cum in my shorts and it was taking all my self control
not to allow that to happen. I couldn't imagine what Sean's reaction would
be if I shot my wad after he spit in my mouth.  What could I possibly say?
I broke my eye contact with him and looked down.  That, of course, put my
eyes right on his crotch.  Sean wasn't ready for that yet, though and
roughly grabbed my hair and yanked my head back so that I was looking up at
him again.

      "I fucking asked you a question, Paulie," he said softly and
intensely.  "I didn't hear your answer."

      I didn't want to admit anything to him, but seeing him standing over
me without a shirt, having just swallowed his spit and hearing the steel in
his voice, I knew better than to remain quiet.  Besides, it was painfully
obvious that my cock was rock hard from his treatment of me.  I could see
that Sean knew that by shoving his thumb in my mouth, then spitting in it
and making me swallow, I'd nearly shot my wad.  Now he grabbed his hard
meat through his shorts as he waited for my reply.

      "Yes, Sean.  Your body is fucking incredible.  All of the guys have
amazing bodies, but you're right, I'd love to get my hands or my tongue on
you, anywhere you say."  There!  I'd admitted it.  Sean could either beat
the shit out of me, fuck my brains out or never speak to me again.  I had
no clear idea which option he would take, despite my having blown him
multiple times over the past few days.  That was before he had seen me
getting fucked by our blond friend, so I had no clue how he would react.
Sean stood there for a moment, still rubbing his cock through his shorts.
I wanted to do that for him, or pull it out and suck it for him, but I was
afraid to move.

      I'd cum twice in the past hour or so already, but knew that not only
could I cum again, I was still very close to it.  I was afraid that any
stimulation to my cock would set me off, even leaning forward to suck Sean,
so I stayed still, Sean's fist still tightly gripping my hair.  Even the
pain from where he tightly held my head was turning me on but I took
several deep breaths, again pulling myself back from the brink.  I still
couldn't imagine what Sean would think of me if I shot my load after he'd
just spit in my mouth but I didn't think it would be good.

      I couldn't believe how close I'd come to nutting!  Shit!  I'd shot
one load while Matt had been fucking me, then another when I jerked off
while sucking him in the shower.  What the fuck had happened to me?  Why
was I reacting to the hard, muscled and most definitely masculine bodies of
my friends this way?  Why was Sean's rough treatment of me nearly enough to
make me cum a third time in less than an hour?  My mind swirled around in
confusion, but my eyes stayed focused on Sean's hand as it rubbed his cock
through his shorts.  Fuck, I wanted to suck off my best friend again so
badly!  My dick throbbed even more and I felt more of my precum soaking
into my shorts.

      Sean looked down at me, the expression on his face unreadable.  "Now
that I know you like to take it up the ass, I just wanna know one thing."
He paused and looked at me.  I waited, unsure if I was supposed to be
providing some kind of response.  Finally, I couldn't bear the tension any
longer and broke the silence.

      "What do you want to know?" I asked him, my voice hoarse.  I saw
anger flash across his face and his jaws clench again for a second, before
he looked at me and visibly made an effort to relax.

      "If I'm supposed to be your best friend, then why the fuck is it Matt
that busted your cherry?  Why the fuck wasn't my cock the first one in your
mouth and up your ass?"  His face had flushed with anger as he asked this
and I realized he felt I had disrespected him by allowing another male to
claim my virginity instead of him.  I also realized I had no answer for
him.  I certainly hadn't planned for any of this to happen.  I had never
even expected to be sucking cock.  I'd always thought that I'd never do
such a thing unless someone was holding a gun to my head.  Instead, I had
not only allowed it, once I had Matt's dick in my mouth, I had enjoyed it,
had let him cum in my mouth and swallowed his load, all while Sean and Eric
watched!  Had someone suggested that I'd ever allow another dude to put his
dick in my mouth, I'd have been swinging my fists.  Instead, somehow Matt
had gotten his cock between my lips and I hadn't resisted.  I hadn't
resisted when, after he'd made me swallow his load, he'd pushed my face
between Eric's legs.  Nor had I fought when Sean had taken his turn
plugging my mouth and throat with his dick and shot his load down my throat
to join Eric's and Matt's.  I looked back up at Sean.

      "IÉI didn't know."

      "Didn't know?  Didn't know what?" Sean demanded.

      	"I didn't know Matt was gonna do that to me the night we were
wrestling.  I didn't know that he'd make me suck him off. I didn't know
he'd make me suck off Eric and then you, or that any of you would ever even
allow another guy to suck you off!  I didn't know what he was going to do!
I don't know why I didn't put up a fight an stop him," paused and took a
breath.  I was gonna have to face reality sometime.

	"I didn't know he was going to fuck me up the ass this morning!"  I
said heatedly, my face aflame with humiliation at saying it out loud.  Sean
had been watching me as I said all this and as always, he could whether I
was lying and clearly I wasn't.  "I didn't know he was going to do that and
I sure as hell didn't know that for some reason I'd like any of itÉ" I
said softly, trailing off as my flash of anger passed as quickly as it had
appeared to be replaced with resignation.  Sean knew that I had gotten off
on sucking him and the other guys.  Now I had admitted that I'd liked
getting fucked up the ass by our blond buddy.

      "Well, you cost me ten bucks, dickhead," Sean said.  I looked up at
him, confused.

      "What?  I did what?"

      "You cost me ten dollars.  Actually you cost both Eric and me ten
bucks.  Matt told us last night he was gonna fuck you this morning and
neither one of us believed you'd ever let that happen.  He bet us each a
sawbuck that you'd he'd have his cock up your ass before no one today."
Sean paused and looked down at me.  "At least I hope that's all I lost.
After what I just watched you do, I'm thinking Eric and I each owe Matt
twenty."  I just looked up at Sean, unable to say anything, scared of what
his next words would be.  My worst fears were confirmed when he continued.

      "I also bet Matt that my best friend would never let another dude
piss down his throat."  I felt my face draining of all color.  "Well, I can
see I lost that bet too," Sean said as his face darkened again.

      "Fuck, dude!"  Sean nearly shouted.  "How could you sink so low so
fast?  One day you're just a regular guy Ð one of us.  Couple days
later, you're a cocksucking, buttboy who'll drink another dude's piss to
get the chance to suck his dick!"  Sean shook his head and looked away for
a minute.  I sat there silently, unable to think of anything to say and
unable to refute his statement.  Sean finally looked back at me and I could
see he had come to some kind of decision.

      "You're a fag, Paulie.  Guess you've always been one.  Matt says
that's the case.  Says you've always wanted dick, but have just been in
denial, or too afraid to admit it, even to yourself."  He stared at me for
a few seconds.  "When I think of all the times I came home horny as hell
after a date where the girl wouldn't put out when we were rooming together,
shit!" He shook his head again.  "You sure as hell knew I was beating off
those nights and you could've been sucing my dick for me.  Goddamit!"  He
paused to look at me again, his face red with anger.  "The guys left you
here with me because they knew we were gonna have to get some shit straight
between us.  Eric figured giving us the day to ourselves would give us a
chance to get things settled, so he took Matt out on the lake."  He paused
and looked at me again for a full minute in total silence.  "I'm just not
sure yet how I want things to settle out.  Fuck, I'm not even sure they
ever can, but I do know one thing."  I just looked at him expectantly,
afraid to say anything.

      "It's not that you like dick, dude.  Hell, I've been hit on by fags
since I was in junior high.  You know that.  You have too.  FuckÉall of
us have."  That was true.  In college we'd shared stories a few times, as
had Eric and Matt, of dudes approaching us in the locker room or out in
bars, wanting to give one of us head.  Those guys had always either been
spoken of with derision or laughed off, even by me.  I couldn't have ever
imagined I'd be sitting here with my best friend talking about it quite
this way, or being the dude who had done the sucking, and much more.  "Not
only that, I know gay people.  Guys and gals. Live and let live was fine
for me.  But one thing I won't abide and you're never gonna do it again.
You've been my best friend for years and I won't have
anyoneÉANYONEÉusing you as a fucking toilet.  You understand me?  No
friend of mine will ever be treated that way.  If it happens again, Matt
and I are gonna have a serious problem.  I don't give a shit if you were ok
with it, or even wanted it.  It never happens again.  Understand?"  He'd
said all that in one long speech and not stood there, staring down at me
and panting as he looked at me.

      "Matt obviously doesn't give a shit about you," Sean said as he
looked at me again.  "He just likes to get off.  Dude's a pussyhound, even
more than me.  Always been one.  I'd wondered before and now I've got no
doubt that he took up plenty of the offers of head from some of the fags in
high school and college.  Probably fucked a bunch of the up the ass too.
Eric doesn't really care one way or the other either.  He just likes to get
his rocks off like any guy, and watching Matt get blown by you and you
obviously getting off on it, I guess he figured your mouth is as good a
hole as any.  You sure as hell didn't protest sucking him off and obviously
enjoyed it as much as you did blowing Matt.  ButÉ.fuck dudeÉyou were
my best friend."  I noticed his use of the past tense and felt my whole
body go rigid.  "So, you will never allow another guy to piss in your mouth
again as long as you live.  You understand?" he demanded.

      "Yes, Sean, I understand," I told him.  I was humiliated that he knew
what Matt had done, but touched that he still cared enough about me,
despite my being now both a cocksucker and a pussyboy, to insist that it
never happen again.  I thought maybe, just maybe, we could still be friends
after this week ended.  Of course, I had no idea what else was going to
happen over the next few days.

      "I like getting my nut too," he continued in a more normal tone of
voice, "just as much as any other red-blooded male and dude, Matt's right -
you suck dick like that's what you were born to do!  You're better than any
chick who's ever sucked me."  Sean flashed me a quick grin but it
disappeared from his face as quickly as it had appeared.  "Fuck," he
continued, "I guess you really were born to do it."  A look of frustration
appeared on his face.

      "Shit!  I just don't fucking know!"  he gave me a look of anger and
frustration.  "You've been my best friend for most of our lives, but now I
find out this and I don't even find it out from you!  I have to watch as
Matt turns you into a cocksucker right in front of me and Eric.  Shit,
dude, if you'd told me you wanted dick, do you think I'd have been pissed
off?  That I wouldn't have let you help me out whenever I needed it?  But
instead of being honest with me, I find out what kind of a fag you are from
Matt shoving his dick down your throat!"  He had stood up and was now
pacing back and forth a bit.

      "I need time to think," he said.  "I don't know how I am supposed to
react to any of this.  It's not so much that you're gay.  I could handle
that easily enough, but the fact that you've been claiming to be my best
friend while you've been lying to me for years.  What's worse is that Matt
had to show us what you really are.  Some fucking best friend you've turned
out to be."  Sean stood stopped pacing and stared down at me for a
moment. "Don't you fucking leave this house!"

      I wanted to tell him that I hadn't been lying to him and that he was
my best friend.  I wanted to explain that I hadn't known that I had any
interest in other dudes and I didn't understand what Matt had seen or how
he had gotten me to do what I did.  But as I thought this, I could see
Sean's cock was still semi-hard and it was clearly outlined in the material
of his shorts.  Seeing the evidence of his sexual excitement robbed me of
the ability to defend myself.  I didn't know what to do or say.  Sean
looked pissed, but also something else, and I couldn't figure out what I
was seeing on his face.

      After a watching me closely for minute more, during which he calmed
his breathing and got control of his anger, he turned and stalked out the
door, leaving me sitting in the kitchen, my head spinning.  I sat there for
a good five minutes, wondering where Sean would go.  He only had on his
basketball shorts but I knew he had a pair of sandals on the porch.  Still,
that left him with no shirt and no pockets.  Being shirtless was no big
deal for any of us, especially here at the lake, but without pockets, I
figured he didn't have his keys.

      I waited, and when I didn't hear the truck start, I finally got up
and got another glass of water from the pitcher in the fridge.  I looked
out the kitchen window as I drank it, but Sean was nowhere in sight.  The
boat was gone from the dock, so Matt and Eric had gone out on the lake
fishing and drinking.  Not knowing what else to do, I went into the den and
sprawled out on the couch on my back, sitting my nearly empty glass of
water on the coffee table.  My head spun with everything that had happened
just in the last couple hours from Matt fucking my ass and my head, to
Sean's outburst and obvious conflict.

      I wanted to help Sean.  Hell, I loved the dude and had for years.  I
didn't mean that in a sexual way, though with everything that had been
happening since we'd arrived at the lake, that was now all jumbled in my
head. Sean had been my best friend forever and while I'd gotten a broken
jaw helping him win that fight where he'd been jumped by three guys, Sean
had suffered his share of injuries coming to my aid over the years, even if
nothing had been quite so serious.  He might not have had his teeth wired
shut for a month and a half, but he'd had plenty of black eyes and probably
a few cracked ribs from watching my back, at least back in our college
days.

      It was more than an hour later and I was still flat on my back on the
couch when I heard voices outside.  I figured at first that Eric and Matt
had decided to come back early or something had happened that had brought
them back to shore, but as the voices got closer, I began to be able to
distinguish them and while I could hear Sean's deep voice, I realized that
I didn't recognize the other voices I could hear.  I sat up on the couch,
realizing I was in the same spot where Eric and Sean had sat the other
night to watch me blow Matt, then get their own first blowjobs from me.
The voices got louder and despite my curiosity, I didn't get up.  The
memory of sucking off the guys had prompted a reaction in my dick, and it
was hard again.  The last thing I needed was to embarrass Sean by having a
boner if he came inside with whomever he was talking.

      I was concentrating on trying to get my rod back to a soft state when
I heard laughter coming from just outside.  One laugh was clearly Sean's.
I'd know his laugh anywhere as I'd been hearing it for decades.  But the
other two, I still didn't recognize.  They were vaguely familiar, but
despite concentrating I couldn't place them.  All I knew for certain was
that they definitely weren't Matt and Eric.  The realization that the
strange voices were now just outside the front door had made my cock go
soft.  I got up from the couch just as the front door opened.  Sean stood
in the doorway, backlit by the sun behind him which cast the front of his
muscular body in dark shadows.  He walked into the den, followed by two
other guys and I recognized them immediately.

      Ryan and his younger brother, Aaron, were renting the house next to
us.  We'd met them the day we arrived and we'd all pitched in to unload our
trucks and theirs.  Since then, I'd seen them around their place and on the
water, but hadn't really spent more than a maybe a half hour downing a
couple beers with them after unpacking.  I gave an inward sigh of relief as
they followed Sean into the house and shut the door.  At least with them
here, I wouldn't have to deal with Sean's issues with me or the way my life
had spun out of control over the past few days.

      "You guys know Paul, right?" Sean asked.

      "Yeah," Ryan said, walking over to bump my fist with his.  "We all
met the day we arrived and Aaron an I had a beer with him later that day."
I gave a nod to Aaron, who returned it.

      "You guys want something to drink?" Sean asked, then disappeared into
the kitchen when the brothers said that they did.  I invited the guys to
sit down and despite my intentions, found myself checking out the two young
men as I sat back down on the couch and they made themselves comfortable in
chairs across from me.  Ryan was the older, though I didn't know by how
much exactly. I doubted Aaron was actually old enough to drink legally, but
that didn't matter.  He was in the military, so in my book he could drink
what he wanted.

      Aaron was a hot guy.  I realized as I thought it, that I'd never
categorized other men as being "hot" in my head before this.  Sure, I'd
noticed good looking guys in the past, as any guy did, but more as a rival
or competition. I'd never thought of another man as being sexy.  I tried to
write this off as just competition but my cock's reaction told me I was
lying to myself.  I forced myself to look away, but that just brought
Aaron's older brother into view.

      Ryan wore a light gray wife beater that really showed off the
definition in his shoulders, muscular arms and fit torso.  The shirt hugged
his abs and chest like a second skin and I could almost see the ripples of
his washboard six pack under the cotton.  A pair of camouflage cargo shorts
covered his thighs, almost to his knees and he wore a pair of partially
laced black hightops on his feet.  For some reason, the sight of the shoes,
which hid his ankles and a couple inches of his hairy shins from my view
prompted a throb in my cock.  I looked away from the brown haired, brown
eyed stud, but that just put my eyes back on his younger brother again
which caused my dick to give another big throb.  I crossed my legs, turning
some as I did so to hide my hard on from the brothers.

      Aaron was the same coloring as his older brother.  The brothers had
darker skin than any of my buddies or I did and with their thick brown hair
and dark brown eyes it was clear to me that they had some Latin or Italian
blood in them.  Where Ryan wore his hair short it was long enough to be
tousled by the wind and was a mass of small curls on the top of his head.
I knew from when I'd met him that Aaron was sporting, of course, a military
cut, but right now he wore a ballcap on his head.  It had the dual effect
of making him look even younger than he already did and also for made him
look extra sexy.  Sean was a baseball player all through high school and
college and I realized suddenly that I'd always liked the way he looked
with a ballcap on his head.

      These thoughts all left my head in a flash when for some reason,
Aaron started pulling off his shirt.  It was just a plain white crew neck
t-shirt, but watching him strip it off which exposed his nearly hairless
chest, and left him clad only in a pair of khaki cargo shorts and leather
sandals had my dick as hard as steel.  Aaron sat back down on the chair
he'd picked, flipping his ballcap around on his head so that he was wearing
it backwards and spreading his legs as he did so.  He tossed the t-shirt
onto the arm of the couch next to me, then just sat and looked over at me.

      While his brother had shaved that morning, Aaron clearly had avoided
the razor, at least on his face.  He'd cleaned up his neck and throat
though, leaving hims with some seriously sexy stubble on his chin, cheeks,
upper lip and jaw.  Despite being younger than any of us, he'd been able to
grow a respectable amount of black stubble in the four days since we'd
arrived at the lake. I tried to remember if he'd already been working on it
the day we helped him unpack, but couldn't be sure.

      I also couldn't believe how this simple show of masculinity affected
me.  I tried to tell myself that it didn't and tried to ignore how sexy the
young stud looked with his cap on backwards, his bare chest and his
stubbled face, but once again my hard cock told the truth.  Aaron was a
sexy young fucker and was totally turning me on.  What was worse, though,
was that I realized that he clearly knew the effect he was having on me.

      "Fucking hot out today," Aaron said letting his eyes drop down to my
crotch.  I saw his smirk as he took in my hard cock, clearly visible
through my shorts.  His eyes raised back up to meet mine, and I felt my
face flushing with embarrassment at being caught with my dick hard for no
reason other than from seeing this kid strip off his shirt in front of me.
I couldn't meet his gaze and dropped my eyes.  I heard him chuckle softly
as my eyes drank in the sight of his toned and trim chest and abs.  While
most of my friends, and certainly all my buddies who'd come on the fishing
trip, were muscled and in shape, and we liked to think of ourselves and
being ripped, Aaron put us all to shame.  He wasn't just ripped Ð he was
shredded.

      Despite the stubble on his face and his darker complexion, there was
only a small, scattered amount of hair on his chest, mainly in the deep V
between his pecs and a few hairs sprouting around his dark brown nipples,
which made me wonder again just how old he was.  But what was there
highlighted an incredible fucking chest and build!  I figured his recent
stint in boot camp had been what had given him the incredible definition
that he showed off just by sitting there, but Aaron had to have been in
good shape prior to enlisting to be showing off such an amazing physique
now.

      Aaron was lean, long, incredibly defined and sexy as hell, with
muscles bulging in all the right places and not an ounce of fat on him.
Even sitting calmly on the chair he gave the impression of barely contained
strength.  Matt had always been the best looking of my group of friends and
was nearly always the best looking guy in any group he joined, but Aaron
did more than just give him a run for his money.  Despite being a good four
or so years younger than my buddies and I, Aaron had the kind of looks and
body that would justify a career in modeling underwear.

	I realized that I'd quickly gone far beyond thinking of Aaron a
just hot or even sexy.  He was now an object of lust in my mind and I had
absolutely no control over it at all.  I didn't even waste time wondering
how I had come to this point, I just drank in the sight of the young stud
seated across from me.  However, I did have the presence of mind to wonder
what Ryan would do to me if he knew what I was thinking about his baby
brother.  I tried to think of something to say, to get a conversation
going, but as my eyes traveled down Aaron's smooth, sculpted chest and
chiseled abs they found a thin but dense line of black hair that ran
straight down from his navel and disappeared into his khaki cargos.

      That sight kept my tongue tied as I was afraid anything I said or did
would make clear to Ryan that I was attracted to his little brother,
something of which Aaron was clearly already well aware.  Instead I found
myself wondering what those light brown shorts were concealing before I
suddenly realized that I'd definitely been staring at Aaron's crotch for
too long.  I yanked my eyes up to his and he just gave me a friendly grin.
I relaxed a bit when I saw that, and relaxed even more when I glanced over
at Ryan, and saw he was looking toward the kitchen, where we could hear
beer bottles clinking together as Sean pulled them from the frig.

      I figured I hadn't been staring at Aaron too long for it to have
given anything away, at least to Ryan.  I knew that Aaron was aware of my
reaction to him, but there was nothing I could do about that and to my
relief he seemed cool with it, even a bit amused.  Of course guys had been
throwing wood at embarrassing moments for all of history, so I was
desperately hopeful that he just figured that's what had happened to me.  I
tried not to think of how long I'd drunk in the sight of his hot, young
body or the effect that it had on me.

      "Ummm, yeah, guess so," I said, finally replying to Aaron's comment
about the weather.  He gave me another amused glance, raising one eyebrow
which I took to indicate that he knew I was struggling.  "Was certainly hot
enough yesterday," I continued, trying to banish the blush from my face and
hoping neither brother had noticed it, "but I haven't been out yet this
morning."

      "Shit dude.  It's past ten!  You get stuck with KP duty?"  Aaron
asked.  "Or are your buddies just making you do all the chores?"

      "Just a busy morning, I guess," I replied, trying to keep my eyes on
theirs and not on their sexy bodies sitting so close in front of me.  I
felt a bit of relief as Sean came through the door from the kitchen and
started handing out beers, but it didn't last when he spoke.

      "Come on guys.  You already know that Paul here spent most of the
morning in bedÉand not his own bed," he said, and all three guys
chuckled.  I laughed along, though I wasn't sure why that was funny.

      "It's nice to be able to sleep in on vacation," I said not sure what
Sean was saying or what his comment meant, but trying to steer things back
to safer ground.  The guys nodded and I watched as Aaron took a swig of his
beer, his adam's apple working up and down as he did so.  I thought I was
sneaking a quick look of his deeply tanned chest, which seemed to be a
sculpted work of art, but when I looked over at Sean, I realized he'd been
staring at me as I was checking out Aaron.  I took a drink of my own beer
and glanced over at Ryan.  He was watching me too as I checked out his
little brother.  Fuck!  I knew I'd been busted by Sean, but had no idea
what Ryan might be thinking.

      "Hard to get much sleep in the mornings," Ryan said.  "Especially
when you leave the windows open to get the cool air in at night.  Doing
that means you get a lot of noise, too, once the sun starts to come up."  I
felt the blush return to my face and looked down at my beer, unwilling to
make eye contact with any of the guys.  Had Matt's window been open when
he'd fucked me on his bed?  I realized I had no idea.  I sat there, frozen,
until Aaron spoke.

      "No shit!  Those damn birds could wake the dead," he said. "It's like
their from that Hitchcock flick.  You knowÉwhere the birds kill all the
people?" I relaxed a little and looked over at the younger guy.  He sat
ramrod straight, not slouching down on his chair at all like his brother,
Sean and I were doing.  It made his pecs stand out prominently and I had to
look away from his body again focusing back on his eyes.  "It's amazing how
sound carries in these woods," Aaron continued, his eyes sparkling.  I'd
never noticed any guy having sexy eyes before, but Aaron certainly did.
They not only seemed to reflect the light coming in the window from the
rising sun, they also clearly showed his amusement at my predicament.  On
top of that, when he narrowed them, they gave off a smoldering sexual
energy that was every bit as effective on me as seeing his nearly naked
body.

      Not even safe looking into Aaron's eyes, I looked back at my beer,
pretending to try to see how much of it I had already drunk.  I knew that
Aaron could see through my ruse and was certain Sean could as well.  The
only unknown was Ryan, at least for me.  If I'd known more, I'd probably
have just given up then, but instead, I continued to try to play it cool in
front of Aaron's big bro, much to the amusement of all three of the guys.
I continued to try to cover by taking another swig of my beer.

      "So what do you all do, Ryan?" Sean asked suddenly as he sat down on
the couch next to me.  Ryan looked at me for a moment more before allowing
himself to be diverted.  He took a drink of his beer before replying.
Aaron gave me a wink, before looking over at Sean too.  I had no idea what
that meant, though it was clear he'd seen my hard cock and knew it was the
sight of his tight body that had provoked my response.  Taking a few
seconds to look at him while he wasn't staring at me, I again marveled at
how good looking he was.  It was amazing what training could do.  It had
turned this kid into an incredibly sexy young man.

      "I'm in real estate," Ryan said.  "Buy places, fix them up and then
sell them.  I do pretty well because I do most of the heavy work myself, so
that saves me a ton of money."  He flexed his right arm, showing off his
biceps and I nearly choked on my brew, but managed to keep it together.  "I
think you know that Aare is in the Army.  He's on leave right now, so we
got together for a week of fishing andÉ" he paused and flashed a grin my
way, "male bonding."

      "Yeah, a week of fishing, beer and sun is great," Aaron said.  "But
no women?  That sucks.  I've been stuck in an all male environment and only
had two nights back home before we left to come here and do our `male
bonding' so I didn't get a chance to find any pussy." Aaron said.  He
stared at me intently for another ten or fifteen seconds and I felt myself
blushing yet again.  Once he saw that Aaron looked over to Sean.

      "Shit man, you weren't kidding, were you?"  Sean just shook his head,
but remained silent.  "And it's only been a couple days?"  Sean nodded.
"Well hell, dude, I coulda told ya with just one look that the dude sucks
dick even if you hadn't already told us.  He hasn't been able to take his
eyes off my body since I came in and it's like his eyes have been glued to
my chest since I pulled off my shirt.  That's the same reaction the fags
back on base have."  He laughed and took a swig of beer as I felt the blood
drain from my face. What had Sean told these guys? Aaron looked back over
at Sean.  "You said your other friends are gone for the day?"

      "Yeah," Sean said.  "They left the two of us here to figure things
out.  Shit dude, like I was telling you outside, I don't know what to
think.  Paul's been my best friend for years, like I said, but all that
time he's been lying to me and hiding what he really is.  How can I trust
him after that?  Like I told you, I don't know what to make of all this.
Five days ago, he was a regular jock like us and like Matt and Eric.  Now,
thoughÉ" he trailed off, shaking his head, his face flushing with anger.

      "I mean, fuck, he's been sucking dick every chance he gets for days
now.  Then this morning, as we all heard, he took it up the ass from
fucking Matt!"  He glared at me, clearly upset and angry.  "What the FUCK
was up with that?!?"  Sean was nearly shouting and his peaches and cream
complexion was now bright red with anger.

	I was shocked by everything that was happening.  First, I didn't
know why Sean was so upset with me.  I hadn't asked Matt to fuck me.  Hell,
I didn't even want it to happen.  Now Sean was telling two guys who we
didn't even know that not only was I was their cocksucker, I had just
graduated to being used as a pussyboy by our blond buddy.  Then his words
sunk in.  They had all heard?  Shit!  I guess Sean hadn't had to tell them
anything.  I remembered their comments on sound carrying and noise when the
sun came up.  It was clear they'd heard me losing my cherry to Matt.  I
guess I should have known that the shocks would just keep coming.

	"Yeah, I can imagine it's hard to find out a guy you've trusted for
years has been lying to you and probably beating off with your jockstrap in
his mouth," Aaron said.  I wanted to protest that, but Ryan joined in
before I could get my thoughts together enough to form words.

	"No shit, bro.  And it was clear as hell this morning that Paul
liked getting his pussy fucked by your buddy.  We could hear it clear as a
bell.  Oh sure, he started out whining like any bitch will do, but once
your buddy had filled his with cock, he sure changed his tune.  Aaron and I
spent a good half hour laughing as we listened to Paul lose his cherry.
Ryan looked directly at me now and pitched his voice higher, "No, stop.
Don't!  It's too big!"  Ryan made his voice huskier, "Oh Matt!  Your dick's
so big!  Fuck me hard, Matt.  Pound my pussy!"  Aaron and Ryan burst out
laughing at Ryan's impression of me and after a moment, Sean had calmed
down enough to be chuckling along with them.

      I realized that I had said those things, but only because Matt had
demanded that I say them.  Now I wondered if he not only knew Sean and Eric
could hear what was happening, but that the guys next door would know too.
I just hung my head as the guys laughed at the way Matt had made me his
bitch.  How could I ever look at any of the guys in the eye again? Of
course, nothing would ever be that easy.

      "Well, we told you we have some experience in these matters and could
help ya out.  It's obvious that the dude gets horned up looking at all of
us.  Aaron's right, he hasn't been able to take his eyes of my little bro's
chest.  Here, let's give him some more eye candy."  Ryan stood up and
pulled off his shirt, so that all three of them wore only shorts and
footwear.  I couldn't help buy stare at his pecs and abs, so like Aaron's
but still different, and completely the opposite of Sean's creamy skin.  I
couldn't tear my eyes away and looked at each of them in turn, my cock rock
hard.

      Fuck!  I couldn't believe this was happening.  I looked around me in
dismay.  The expression on Sean's face was unreadable, but the anger that
had been so evident a moment ago seemed to have passed.  I took that as a
good sign, but as my eyes dropped to his rippled abs, I remembered how they
had smacked against my forehead as I sucked him.  I couldn't take that so I
looked over to Aaron.  He held his beer with his right hand and slowly ran
his left hand lightly up and down his tight abs.  I could hear the soft
wisp of his fingers against his skin as he did it.  I felt my cock throb,
producing a big drop of precum that I knew would be soaking through my
shorts in no time.  In desperation, I looked to Ryan, but could see no help
there.  He was now looking at me with narrowed eyes and I watched his chest
expand as he took a deep breath.  Fuck! It seemed anything and everything
these guys did just got me hotte!  Aaron broke the silence.

      "It's all perspective, dude," he said to Sean.  "First, Ry and I have
known more than a few cocksuckers over the years, hell, since our days in
high school.  All of them Ð every one - became pussyboys eventually.  As
I remember, Ry bitched out one cocksucker when he was only sixteen who was
a senior and on the football team.  I popped the cherries of a half dozen
suckboys myself.  Most of them were jocks and I was the first in their
mouths and their pussies.  One was basically a nerd.  Always reading and
doing his schoolwork, but the boy had a hot body and I taught him how to
use it to please me.  That's just a fag's nature.  They need dick.  They
try to deny it, but they can't help themselves.  Threaten not to give it to
them and most of them will cave immediately and do whatever you want.  Some
of them will go for years just sucking cock before they meet the man who
teaches them their place in the order of things.  Remember Benny, Ry?  He'd
been sucking cock and saying he'd never take it up the ass for over a year
until he met me.  I turned him into a pussyboy not five minutes after
shooting my load down his throat and you had sloppy seconds when I was
done.  He came back for more plenty of times, from the both of us."  Aaron
and his brother both chuckled at the memory.  I just sat there, completely
dumbfounded, but also rock hard.  "You can't tell me that a guy who looks
like you has never had a fag offer to suck you off," Aaron said, looking at
Sean.

      "No.  I mean yeah.  I meanÉ.fuck!  Yeah, I've had fags offer to
swing on my meat since high school too.  The other guys and I were talking
about it earlier.  All of us have had guys make passes at us, even Paul,"
Sean said.  Aaron looked over at me and nodded to himself.

      "I don't doubt it.  He's a hot looking jock and he's got a rocking
bod with plenty of muscles.  I bet he had his choice of the ladies and
plenty of offers from guys.  You said all of you guys had fags wanting to
blow you.  Why didn't you let them?"  Aaron sounded genuinely curious.

      "I can answer that, little bro," Ryan said.  "Sean here was afraid
that word would get out that he'd let a guy blow him and he'd be labeled as
a fag.  Right?"  He looked at Sean.

      "Yeah, I guess so," Sean said.  "We lived in a small town and went to
a small school.  I couldn't have my rep ruined by some fag bragging that
he'd blown me."

      "And you," Ryan said, looking at me.  "Why didn't you take any of the
cocksuckers up on their offers?  Afraid you'd end up on your knees with
them?"

      "Fuck no!" I said angrily.  "I never would have sucked some fag's
cock!  I never let them touch me for the same reason Sean said.  I couldn't
have my reputation ruined."

      "It wasn't that," Aaron said softly.  "You said it yourself.  You
wouldn't suck some fag's cock.  But the other jocks?  That was a different
story, wasn't it?  You're a jock and you wanted to blow guys like you.
Strong, masculine men, not wimpy pussyboys.  I bet if any one of the jocks
in your school, or your hometown, had put you on your knees, or hell just
offered to let you suck him, you'd have opened up in a heartbeat.  The only
reason you went so long with a virgin mouth was that you put up a good
front and your jock friends bought into it, at least until a few days ago.
Now Sean knows, hell we all know, what you really are and I can see why
Sean is pissed."  Aaron must have seen the confusion on my face, because he
continued, as if speaking to a child.  "He's mad because you should've been
swallowing his loads for decades now, not making him jack off every time
some girl wouldn't put out."

      "No shit!" Sean said.  "All those times I had blue balls, you
could've been putting your mouth to good use."  He scowled at me.

      "Yeah, we will agree on that, Sean," Ryan now added.  "But you don't
get to be mad at Paul for Matt being the first to use his mouth and pussy.
You think it should have been you, because you're his best friend, but the
fact is, this is on you.  Paul didn't deny that if a jock had presented him
with a dick to suck, he'd have done it.  So it goes back to you.  You
could've had his mouth and ass any time you wanted it, but you didn't.  The
fact that Matt is the one who realized that Paul is pussy isn't Paul's
fault.  Hell, you just told us he's been sucking you all for days but we
all heard him get his cherry popped by Matt this morning.  If you are so
adamant it should have been you taking his virginity, Sean, why didn't you?
You had days."  Ryan sat back, taking another swig of his beer.

      "Ry is right on target, dudes.  Sean, you could've popped Paul's
cherry at any time.  He might've whined about it like he did this morning
with Matt, but he'd have given it up to you.  He likes getting fucked by
men, right Paul?"

      "ButÉbut, I never wantedÉ I never knewÉ it was Matt.. I
justÉ" I trailed off, at a loss for what to say or do in the face of
those uncomfortable truths.  Was what Aaron was saying true?  Should I have
been my best bud's cocksucker for all these years?  Hell, I had never
wanted to suck dick, at least not until Matt had pinned me on the first
night here at the lake.  I really hadn't wanted to suck him off even then,
had I?

      So much had happened so quickly, I couldn't say for sure anymore what
I had been thinking or wanting.  Sure, I had been hard while I was
wrestling with Matt, but that had happened to all of us dozens of times
over the years.  I remembered the way Matt had said that he'd always known
I was a cocksucker and the feeling of his cock, my first, sliding into my
mouth.  I hadn't fought or even resisted.  Maybe I had wanted it.  I
couldn't deny that I had enjoyed it and especially enjoyed sucking of the
guys in the days since.  I also couldn't deny that of all the guys, I liked
sucking off Sean the best.  I swallowed for the other dudes, because that's
what they expected, but I swallowed for Sean because I wanted to.

      Matt may have made me a cocksucker and taken my virginity, but I knew
that I always did my best when I had Sean's dick in my mouth. He'd been my
best friend for decades but I realized it was more than that.  I'd always
thought he was the best looking of our group of guys, even though Matt was
commonly thought of to be the most handsome.  Matt had the blond hair and
lithe, lean build of a surfer, though I knew he'd never spent more than an
hour on a board.  Sean on the other hand, with his red hair and strong,
muscled body, had always been more of an attraction to me.  I understood
that now in a way that I hadn't before all this had happened and suddenly I
was worried that maybe Sean wasn't my friend anymore.  I didn't know what
I'd do if I lost him.  If Matt disappeared from my life, I would go on
without any problem, but if Sean cut me off from seeing him, I had no idea
how I would cope.  I looked over at Sean, anxiety clearly showing in my
expression.

      "Seems that Paul is worried, Sean," Aaron said.  "When a guy turns
out to be a fag, a lot of times his buddies don't want anything to do with
him any more, except maybe use his mouth every now and then.  Since it
seems you all have been happy to use him as your cocksucker, I don't know
if that's all you want from him going forward.  Frankly, it's not my
problem, but I can see Paul is scared shitless about it.  He still your
friend, Sean?  Or are you done with him?"

      Sean looked at me without saying anything.  Normally, I could tell
what my buddy was thinking with just a glance, but at the moment he was
completely inscrutable.  That had me worried.  I didn't want to lose Sean
as a friend but knew I may not have any choice in the matter.  If it came
to it, I knew I'd settle for just being his cocksucker and pussyboy.  I
knew he wanted to fuck me, that much I could tell.  I'd prefer for us to
still be friends though.  When I remembered his anger at me just a few
moments ago, I wasn't sure that was in the cards.  Unsure of everything, I
looked from Sean, to Aaron to Ryan, but found no answers.  Ryan seemed to
take pity on me.

      "I guess I'll take the lead here, little brother," Ryan said as he
stood up and stepped over to right in front of me.  Despite everything, my
roiling emotions and my utter confusion over where I stood with Sean, I
drank in the sight of Ryan's hot body and the growing bulge in his camo
shorts.  His well defined chest, which was a bit hairier than his little
brother's had my dick leaking again in my shorts.  He paused and looked
over to Sean.  "I need to ask if this is ok with you, dude.  I know he's
your best buddy and all, so technically you've got dibs on him.  If you
want to go first, that's fine.  I've never seen a ginger in action and I'd
enjoy watching you fuck your muscleboy bitch.  That will be a hot fucking
sight!"  Ryan paused and looked from Sean to me and back to Sean again as
Sean just sat there, watching me but not saying anything.  He'd begun
massaging his cock through his shorts, but stopped and looked directly at
Sean again.

      "I don't think you really understand what he is, Sean, not really.
You know what you've seen and heard and you know what he's done, but you
haven't processed it and really understood deep in your head, just exactly
what your buddy Paul is, and it's past time for that.  You still look at
him and see the jock, the strong, skirt chasing buddy that you've known for
years.  I see that too, which is why I'm so hot to get my dick in his
mouth.  The wimpy fags are a dime a dozen.  Finding a hot as hell muscle
boy who takes dick and loves it Ð well that's much rarer."  Ryan looked
down at me.

      "Hell, I don't think he even really understands what he is.  He knows
it in his head since he just got fucked up the ass by your blond friend
this morning and has been sucking all your cocks for the past few days, but
he still can't really admit it, even to himself.  He's afraid of what he is
and what he wants.  I can tell just by watching the way he looks at you
that he really wants it from you.  He wants your dick more than he wants
any other dude's.  You agree bro?"  I glanced over at Aaron.

      "No doubt about it.  Even with all of us shirtless and ready to fuck
him, his eyes always go back to you, Sean.  You said you've been best
friends for most of your lives.  I think it's been a lot more than that for
ol' Paulie here, though he's never been able to admit it even just inside
his head.  If anything, you should thank your buddy Matt for forcing the
issue and making the bitch take the dick he's been craving.  He did you a
favor.  But if you really want it to be good, then he needs to learn what
he is and accept it.  That requires practice.  So with your permission."  I
saw Sean nod and Ryan took a step closer to me.

      "There's nothing my little bro and I love better than teaching some
muscleboy who craves dick that he's nothing but a fag, a sex toy for real
men.  Your buddies and you started the process, but it's not finished yet.
Still, if you want first go, we're cool with that.  We'll help you any way
you want, as long as we can get a turn with the fag when you're done. Like
I said, it's clear to me he's still conflicted, and so are you.  We told
you we could help you with that and since you just gave me the go ahead, it
starts now.  Cool?"  Sean just nodded again in agreement.  Apparently I got
no say in the matter whatsoever.

      I looked on with lust and trepidation as Ryan moved his hips forward,
pushing his crotch even closer to me.  I could see that the bulge in his
camos had grown even bigger and I again looked down at his feet, clad as
they were in the black hightops, that were only partially laced.  I don't
know why his shoes were such a turn on for me, but the sight of them was
pushing buttons in my mind that I didn't even really know existed, which in
turn were affecting my body.  I just sat there, frozen as Ryan stopped with
his camo covered cock only a couple inches from my face.  He reached out
with his right hand and grabbed a fistful of my hair on the top of my head.

      "You're gonna have to let this grow out at least another half inch
and keep it that way.  A man needs to be able to get a good grip when he
wants to use your mouth and if you don't want your ears ripped off, you'll
do what I say and let your hair grow out a bit." I flashed back to the
first night, when I'd sucked off Sean the first time and he had used my
ears as handles as I felt Ryan work his fingers through my hair to get a
better grip.  "Of course some guys like it when the men using them are a
bit rougher.  Maybe you're one of them?"

      Ryan looked down at me, but I had no idea how to answer, or even if I
should.  I glanced over to Aaron and Sean.  Aaron was leaning back in his
chair, his back still ramrod straight and a big grin on his face, but Sean
sat forward in his seat, taking in all of the scene.  Ryan noticed and
turned to him, still gripping my hair.

      "Last chance, Sean, if you want him solo first.  If not, you can join
in however you want, whenever you want.  We're all gonna teach him the rest
of what he's been learning about himself over the past few days.  It's
clear as a bell that he has a thing for you, and since you've been his
buddy for years, Aaron and I will defer to youÉfor the most part.  I
want to be clear though.  If you're agreeable that he takes our dicks, then
he's gonna take our cum, certainly more than once.  You cool with that?"
Sean just flashed me a wicked grin then looked up at Ryan.

      "Do whatever you want.  If I see something I don't like, I'll tell
ya.  The only rule is no pissing in his mouth.  I don't want to fuck a
toilet."  Ryan's eyebrows shot up as he looked at me, and he turned back to
Sean.  I could see Aaron, sitting on past him, with a look of surprise on
his face.

      "Piss?  That never even crossed my mind.  Certainly not for a newbie
like Paulie, here.  You mean that he's already been someone's pissboy?
Jesus fucking Christ!  Let me guessÉMatt!"  When Sean confirmed it, Ryan
let out a low whistle.  "Damn man.  I've met guys that were into piss, but
it's never been my thing.  How about you, Aaron?"

      "There was a bitch in my unit," he said.  "I made him drink mine
once, but that was because he kept fucking up on everything.  I agree with
Sean though.  I don't like fucking around in toilets."  Aaron looked at me.
"What did Matt have you do?"  My face, hell my entire body blushed bright
red as I relayed what Matt had made me do.  It was humiliating and I could
see it was angering Sean again, so I cut it short, making it seem less than
it was.  "Well, you heard Sean, didn't ya?" Aaron asked.

      "Yes sir," I replied.

      "Then make sure it never happens again!"  He looked over at Sean.
"If you want our help impressing on Sean that your best friend isn't his
toilet, just give the word."  Sean assured them he could handle Matt and
the matter, I thought, was closed.  Ryan had another point to make, though.

      "I understand your prohibition, Sean, but I want to be sure it
doesn't apply to your pussyboy giving his men rim jobs. That's still on the
menu, right?"  Sean looked at me and surprised me by addressing me
directly.

      "If I asked you to lick my ass, to get your tongue inside my hole,
you'd do it wouldn't you?  You know how good it'd make me feel, so you'd do
it and not even complain."  There was both a question and a statement in
his words. I decided I should answer.  Even though I'd never imagined
giving a guy a rim job, I knew I would do it.

      "Yes, Sean.  I'd rim you and not complain.  If it makes you feel
good, I want to do it."  I was rewarded by a big grin on Sean's face, the
type of grin I hadn't seen since the first night Matt began all of this.  I
was heartened to see it, but my connection with Sean was short lived.
Ryan's free hand, the one that wasn't twisted in my hair, went to the
button on his shorts and undid it.  He only got the zipper partway down
before the shorts fell to puddle around his black leather-covered ankles.
He was going commando and his cock sprung up into my face.  Even though I
knew this was coming, I was still shocked and I looked over at him, hoping
he'd change his mind.

      "You don't look at them, cocksucker!"  Ryan ordered.  "You keep your
attention solely on me for now.  Both Sean and Aaron will get to you later,
unless Sean decides to participate now, but since he hasn't moved, right
now the only thing in your reality is the man standing over you, getting
ready to feed you his cum.  Whenever you've got a man in front of you
willing to give you his hard dick, you focus on him and nothing else.
Understand?"  All I could do was nod in agreement as I watched his cock
bobbing in front of my face at nearly a forty-five degree angle, the head
only about two inches from my nose.  I inhaled deeply, in spite of myself,
enjoying the heady, spicy scent of the man towering over me.

      Using his grip on my hair and aiming his cock with his other hand,
Ryan pulled my face forward until the head of his cock was rubbing across
my mouth.  I let out an involuntary moan of desire as I felt the wetness of
his precum coating my lips and heard all of the guys chuckle.

      "See?"  I heard Aaron ask.  " Your fag dude can't help himself.  He
needs dick like the rest of us need air."  As he said this, his older
brother began to push the head of his cock into my mouth and I got my first
real taste of him.  I didn't want to admit it, even just to myself, but
Ryan tasted good; his lube was good - sweet and salty - and I ran my tongue
over the head of his cock, coating my tongue with it and eliciting an
involuntary shudder that ran through his entire body.  "Shit, dude!" Aaron
said, "he must be pretty goddamn good to get that kind of reaction from Ry
so quickly," Aaron continued.  "He really only been sucking dick for a few
days?"

      "Unless he's been lying to all of us for years," Sean said.

	"Nah," Aaron told him.  "If he'd been a dicklicker prior to this
you'd've known.  Ry is right.  The dude's got a thing for you.  No way he
could've resisted getting you in his mouth if he'd been sucking dick before
this.  I've seen enough cocksuckers to know.  He'd have been blowing you
within two days of sucking his first dick."

      I had no more time to listen to them as Ryan was pushing deeper into
my mouth and I realized I had a hard bodied man with a steely dick who
wanted me to give him pleasure.  I realized also that I wanted to do it.  I
wanted to suck him.  Ryan had a thick dick, about six and a half inches
long, so taking it to the root wasn't too difficult and I was rewarded with
a moan of pleasure from Ryan as I took his full length.

      "Fuck yeah, cocksucker, take it all.  Damn, you're good.  A fucking
natural, bitch.  Suck my cock!"  He pulled back and I took a breath before
he pushed back in, forcing his dick into my throat and blocking off my air.
Despite what I had learned sucking the guys over the past few days, I
couldn't always control my gag reflex and began to choke on his thick dick
as Ryan pushed in faster than I could adjust.  I heard all of the guys
laughing and it seemed, like all the other guys, Ryan really got off on
making me choke and gag on his rod.  I was nearly ready to puke before he
pulled back and gave me a bit of a reprieve.

      "He took it all, though he's not very well trained yet," Ryan said.
"It'll be interesting to see how he handles you, little bro." The emphasis
he put on the word "little" clearly indicated that Aaron must be anything
but.  I had no time to think about that as Ryan began to thrust into my
mouth, fucking my face.  Most of the time he stopped before stretching and
entering my throat.  Only about one out of every five thrusts were putting
my nose in his pubes, at least at first.  As he continued, it began to
happen more and more often, but I was able better to control my gagging and
choking.  Before too long, I was taking his cock into the first part of my
throat on nearly every thrust.

      I threw caution and self-respect to the wind and moved my hands to
grab his hips, but didn't try to stop or slow him.  When Ryan didn't
protest, I began to run my hands down his legs, feeling the muscles of his
thighs and then the hair on his calves and shins.  My hands reached the
upper edge of his black hightops and I remembered how they looked on him,
the way that having just a bit of his body hidden away from view caused my
cock to throb and produce a couple large drops of lube.  I moved my hands
upward, feeling his abs as they flexed and contracted with each of his
thrusts.  My forehead was smacking into his abdomen just below my hands, so
I went further, up to his nipples.  They were hard and I played with them,
earning another groan of pleasure from the dark, muscular stud fucking my
mouth.  He also increased his pace.

      "Yeah, bitch," he said huskily.  "Worship my big dick with your mouth
and my body with your hands.  Go on, let the fag inside you go free.  You
know you want this.  Oh fuck.  Take it, boy.  Eat my big meat!"  I kept my
right hand playing with his left nipple and dropped my left hand down to
his balls, which I stroked gently.  This was apparently too much for him
and I felt him push in deeply, holding my head firmly between his hands.  I
could also feel his body tense under my hands and with a series of gasps of
pleasure, each gasp timed with each shot of cum from his steely pole, Ryan
shot his seed into my throat.  I just held on and tried not to suffocate as
his orgasm rippled through his entire body.  "Ohhhh, fuuuck yeah!!" he
yelled, eliciting a whoop of approval from his younger brother.  "Swallow
it, bitch.  Swallow my fucking cum like the good little cocksucker that you
are!"

      Soon, Ryan's body relaxed and he pulled his hips back, so that just
the head of his cock rested in my mouth.  It contracted and pulsed one last
time, depositing a small spurt of his jizz right onto the center of my
tongue and I got the full, intense taste of his essence.  After another few
seconds, he pulled his cock from my mouth.  It wasn't completely soft yet
but was now drooping a bit.  I kept staring at it, amazed at what had just
happened despite the fact that I'd sucked off my three buddies multiple
times over the past few days.  This dude was a stranger.  Fuck, I didn't
even know his last name, but I had a belly full of his swimmers that I'd
sucked straight from his balls while his little brother and my best friend
watched.  It was humiliating.  It was shocking.  It was one of the ultimate
taboos, especially as he was pretty much a total stranger, but that just
had me more turned on than I think I had ever been in my life.  I moved my
hand to my crotch, squeezing my own hard dick, until the stinging slap to
the left side of my face rocked me.  It hadn't been soft, but it also
hadn't been hard enough to leave a lasting mark.

      "You don't touch yourself unless the man you're sucking gives you
permission.  Aare and I have found that horny boys suck much better than
ones that have cum, so leave your dick alone."  I obediently moved my hand
onto my knee, earning me a grin from Ryan, which for some reason meant a
lot to me.  I had managed to please him again.  Seeing that sent a thrill
down my spine, but my reaction still confused me some.  As Ryan reached
down and grabbed his camo shorts to pull them up, Aaron stood up.

      Ryan backed away, and I saw that he was about an inch taller than his
younger brother.  For a moment after Ryan seated himself, Aaron didn't
move.  My eyes were glued to him, though, and I watched his muscles play
under his skin with every breath he took.  He glanced over at Sean and
raised an eyebrow, clearly asking permission.  I saw him get a nod of
approval from Sean.  Remaining where he was, he kicked off his sandals and
pulled of his khaki shorts, kicking them away too.

      Aaron wore a pair of white Calvin Klein Low Rise underwear and it was
already stretched nearly to the limit.  I could now see the narrow line of
black hair that had disappeared into his shorts widening and spreading as
it covered his pubic area which was clearly defined by the indentations of
his Apollo's Belt.  As his cock hardened, it pulled the waistband of the
trunks lower and lower, exposing more and more of his crotch.  The V lines
of his Apollo's Belt which were delineated by his hip bones disappeared
into his underwear as well and defined his crotch area, as if I needed any
help finding it.  I was a bit surprised when he bent over at the waist and
pulled off his underwear, keeping his body low, so I couldn't see his cock.
He kept his face raised to look at me and gave me a sexy, wicked grin, then
slowly stood up.  I felt my eyes widen and couldn't take them from his
cock.

      "Holy fuck," I heard myself whisper.  Aaron had Matt beat by a good
inch in length in the cock department, putting his manhood at just about
nine inches.  His dick wasn't as quite as thick as his brother's, for which
I was incredibly grateful, but more than made up for that in length.  From
this distance I was better able to appreciate the darker color of his
manhood than the rest of his skin and saw that he was uncut.  I realized
that Ryan had been that way too, but he'd used his hand to pull at the base
of his cock and it hadn't been obvious.  I had just been too close and his
cock had been in my mouth too quickly for me to really notice.

      "Damn, Aaron, that's a big dick man!"  Sean said.  "The women must
fucking love you!"

      "You might think so, but more often than not, they're afraid of it,"
Aaron said.  "That's one of the good things about finding a gayboy like
your buddy here.  I don't have to be all sweet and nice and gentle.  He's a
man, he can take it like a man."  Aaron paused a minute.  "Well, after
watching the trouble he had sucking Ry, he's still learning to take it like
a man, but I'm a good teacher."

      Aaron gave me a wicked grin as he padded over to me.  I watched not
only the play of his muscles as he moved, but also his long cock as it
bounced in front of him, pointing up at an angle toward the ceiling.  He
moved smoothly, with a tense grace, but his cock was so long it reacted
anyway.  I watched it, still unable to pull my eyes away from his meat.
For being as long as he was, his cock was very straight.  His brother's
dick had a slight curve to the left, but Aaron's cock was like an arrow, a
long straight arrow that, as Aaron got closer, no longer seemed so thin.
In fact it now seemed to be as thick as flashlight and I felt some panic.

      "Now you see why my little brother has so much success in getting
fags to do whatever he wants.  Once they learn to take that monster inside
them, they always want it again.  I'm sure your buddy won't be any
different, Sean," Ryan said.  I looked over at Sean to see his reaction.
He was just looking at me, his eyes narrowed as he watched Aaron approach
me, but said nothing.

      "Bitch!  What did my brother tell you?  You focus on the man in front
of you whose gonna let you have his hard dick.  You focus on me!  I'm the
only thing that exists for you until you've made me cum.  Understand?"
Aaron spoke sternly at me but instead of smacking my face with a stinging
blow as his brother had done, he gave me a series of slap using both hands.
They didn't really hurt, but came again and again and I had to kneel there
and take them, which was utterly humiliating.  I think I would have
preferred one quick slap like Ryan had given me to the embarrassing series
of blows that Aaron rained down on my face and head.

      "Yes," I replied.

      "Yes, what, bitch?" Aaron barked out.

      "Yes, Sir," I replied, instinctively knowing that's what he wanted to
hear, but I had to force myself to call this younger dude "Sir" despite our
relative positions. Doing so was about as humiliating as the series of
bitch slaps he had given me.  Fuck! I was older than this guy by a good
four years.  Sure he was in the military and yeah, I was on a level so that
my face was even with his hard cock, but still, the dude was only eighteen
and I was twenty-two.  What the fuck was I doing calling him Sir?  All
those thoughts evaporated when I was rewarded with a grin on his handsome
face, his white teeth shining in the midst of his dark stubbled cheeks and
chin.

      "Good boy."  Aaron reached out and patted my head like I was a pet.
"Always acknowledge your superiors in the proper manner.  Those would be
men.  Real men.  The ones who fuck your mouth and pussy.  We are your
superiors and you will always address us properly unless given permission
to do otherwise.  Do you understand?" Aaron demanded.

      "Yes, Sir," I replied again.  I was rewarded again by his even wider
grin, his perfect teeth gleaming.  He stepped up to me, grabbing the base
of his cock as he did so and pulled downward, exposing the head of his
cock, much the way his brother had done, though this time I saw it happen.
It got closer and closer to my mouth and any reservations I had about
sucking him were long gone.  I let my mouth open, but heard him chuckle and
instead he began to beat his cock against my face, rubbing it all over my
cheeks, forehead, eyes and even my hair.  I felt wet, sticky trails of his
lube coating my face everywhere he did so.  I just sat there, staring up at
him as he dick whipped me.

	My eyes were locked on his and I could see several things in his
gaze, mainly amusement, dominance and lust.  All of them turned me on
unimaginably.  I kept my gaze locked on his as he stared down at me,
demonstrating his superiority by rubbing his manhood all over my face.
Finally, he slid the head against my lips, and I opened them, but instead
of pushing in, Aaron pulled his hips away.  I moved my head forward, but he
pulled further back, taking a step back with his right leg and then his
left, pulling his dick further back as I tried to capture it in my mouth.
Finally, I had to move off the couch and ended up on my knees in front of
him.  I was still looking up at his face and now I saw triumph in his eyes
as he made me willingly kneel at his feet to suck his dick.

	"Jesus," I heard Sean say.  "I never thought I'd see my best friend
be such a slut for dick, despite how crazy he goes on my meat."  I had
learned my lesson though and didn't look away from Aaron's face staring
dominantly down at me where my mouth was open, ready to take his meat and
stretch my lips around his big rod.

      Once I was in that position, he allowed me to take the head of his
cock into my mouth.  It was shaped a lot like a fireman's helmet and he'd
been leaking a lot as he toyed with me, so as the head slid onto my tongue,
his salty, musky flavor filled my mouth and nose.  Our eyes were still
locked together as his dick penetrated my mouth for the first time, sliding
ever deeper into my head and pushing towards my throat.

      "That's right, bitch.  Suck my big cock while your best friend
watches," Aaron said.  "Let him see what you really are.  He didn't want to
admit it, hell, you probably still don't want to admit it to yourself, but
you heard him.  You heard what your best friend just said about you.  He
knows that you're a slut for dick, boy.  A lowly cocksucker who let himself
be made used as pussy.  So, lick the slime off the head of my cock, fag.
It's what you live for now and we both know it.  Your buddy Sean knows it
now too.  Don't you Sean?"

      "He's a fucking slut, all right," Sean said.  "Jesus.  He doesn't
even know you guys and he's already swallowed your bro's cum and it's clear
he's gonna be eating yours soon too.  That's just fucking pathetic.  What
kind of man lets other men do that to themÉlets strangers do that to
them?  Fuck!"

      `"Cocksuckers, that's who," Ryan said from where he was seated.
"Like we've been saying, boys like Paul live for dick.  They'll do anything
to get it, especially from guys who look like the three of us.  Guys who
look like him for that matter.  Fuck, I didn't even spot him as a
cocksucker when we first met.  My bro had him pegged from the first second,
though.  He wasn't in the least surprised that what was bothering you this
morning was that your friend is a fag, in fact the only thing that
surprised him was that you had only just found it out.  Now you get to
watch your best buddy blow my baby brother, though I've seen Aaron use
cocksuckers before and it's probably more accurate to say you're about to
watch my baby brother skull fuck your best friend."

      That was all I had time to listen to as Aaron's aggressive side began
to show itself.  He'd let me get his cock covered with spit at my own pace,
but now that his meat was lubed he took over.  He began to push more and
more deeply into my mouth and soon hit the entrance to my throat.  That
didn't faze him at all or slow his assault.  He simply forced his way in,
and my choking filled the room.  Tears came to my eyes, as they did so
often when I was sucking cock, but not because I was upset or crying.  It
was just the physical reaction of trying to take a solid tube of hard cock
down my throat.

      Aaron eased up for a moment and allowed me to get some air before
pushing into my throat again. He didn't try to force his way in completely,
but was a good inch deeper than his brother, and he held my head there.  I
had just gotten a breath, so managed to control my throat for a few
seconds, but soon I began to get starved for air, and I began to panic and
try to break free.  Aaron held his rod in my throat for a few seconds more,
just to show me that he could, before allowing me to back away for another
breath of air.  I heard him chuckling above me as he pulled his dick
totally out of my mouth and I stared at nearly seven and a half inches of
cock that had just been buried in my mouth and throat.  It was coated with
my spit, but there was still another inch and a half that remained dry.  I
swallowed and panted, trying to catch my breath and prepare myself for what
I knew was coming.

      "Look at me, Paul," Aaron ordered in a soft voice.  I tilted my head
back to look up at him.  When our eyes met, Aaron slid the head of his cock
between my lips.  "Keep looking at me.  Right in my eyes."

      I did as he commanded and aiming my face up so our eyes could meet
had the effect of tilting my head back and giving him a straighter shot
into my throat.  Without breaking eye contact, he grabbed my head firmly
between his strong hands and shoved into my throat roughly, going deeper
than before.  I only lasted about five seconds, before my gag reflex kicked
in.  Aaron smirked down at me as he pulled back and I gasped for breath,
choking and gagging, but still maintained eye contact with him.

      "You're right bro," Aaron said to Ryan, "he's a natural, but still
needs some training.  You seeing this, Sean?  This is what you buddy is,
deep down inside.  He craves cock.  Especially cock from guys like us.  I
guarantee you he'd slobber all over my body if I wanted him to, from my
toes to my ears, just to get my dick back in his mouth."  Aaron looked at
me.  "Wouldn't you?"

      My mind flashed back to being in bed earlier that morning with Matt.
He had me lick the sweat from his body and I'd been hard the entire time I
was doing it.  I hated to even entertain the idea, but knew that Aaron was
right.  He must have seen something in my eyes, because he laughed again.

      "I think lil Paulie here has already done something of the sort.
Haven't you boy?"

      	"Yes, Sir," I told him.  Aaron just laughed.  I heard Sean softly
say, "No way."

      "It's time to finish this and show Sean what his boy is and what
he'll do, bro," Ryan said.  Aaron looked down at me for a second.

      "Kiss my feet, bitch," he ordered.

	"Fuck!" I thought.  I looked down at his feet.  They weren't a turn
off for me.  In fact, seeing his brother in the black high tops out of the
corner of my eye actually was still turning me on.  But having Sean watch
me do thisÉwhat would he think?  Then I remembered he'd just watched me
swallow the load of a guy I barely knew and was watching me suck that guy's
younger brother.  Giving up all remaining inhibitions and decorum, I
lowered my mouth to Aaron's right foot and kissed the top.  Then I moved to
the other and kissed it.

      "Lick," Aaron said.  I began to lick his foot, not even hesitating
anymore.  I heard Sean make a comment about not believing what he was
seeing, before Aaron's next order was given.  "My balls, dude.  Suck on my
balls.  Get them ready to empty down your throat."  I moved upwards,
lapping at Aaron's shin and thigh before reaching his balls.  I sucked and
licked the dark stud's nuts, while his older brother and my best friend
watched, but I didn't care that they were seeing me do this anymore.
Aaron's big cock bounced above and against my face as I tilted my head back
so I could let his ball sack fill my mouth.  I could see him grinning down
at me.

      "What a fucking slut," Sean said, but he'd already seen me suck off
the guys and had dumped plenty of his own loads down my throat multiple
times.  Then I remembered what he'd said earlier.  As I stared up into the
eyes of the young man who had basically announced he was here to teach me
how much I needed dick, I realized that I didn't know anything about him or
his brother other than their first names.  Fuck!  It hit me again that I
already had sucked off one of them and swallowed the fucking dude's cum!
Christ!  Now, as Aaron pulled my head up by my hair and slid his cock
smoothly back into my mouth, I knew I'd soon be doing the same for the
younger brother.  But I was too far gone to stop.

      Aaron set up a steady tempo now, roughly fucking my face, just as
Ryan had predicted.  I was choking through most of the next five or so
minutes as his speed steadily increased, but made sure to keep my teeth
covered.  Since his brother had allowed it, I took the opportunity to run
my hands over the lean, muscular body towering over me and penetrating my
throat.  Aaron let out a soft moan of pleasure as I played with his nipples
and I felt them harden under my touch.  Soon, I felt more than saw or heard
his breath hitch in his chest as it became more labored and knew he was
close.  Aaron had my head held firmly between his strong hands and I had no
choice but to take his fucking of my throat, though somehow I was still
able to marvel at his bulging chest and arms as his hips drove his meat
into me.

      Aaron suddenly thrust his hips forward and buried nearly his entire
shaft in my throat, deeper than he had ever gone during the skull fucking
he'd been giving me.  I immediately began to choke and gag as I felt his
cock pulsing over my tongue and down into my gullet, and with my head still
tilted upwards, I saw him looking down at me.  He was grinning again,
panting and looking down into my eyes as he shot his heavy load of cum in
my mouth, each spurt of cum accompanied by a small twitch of his upper
torso.  I was counting the shots of cum and had reached five when Aaron
spoke.

      "Eat my fucking cum while your best friend and my brother watch,
cocksucker!"  Aaron was still shooting his load, but unlike his older
brother, he now pulled back so that he filled my mouth with the last
several spurts of his seed.  "Don't fucking swallow, yet, faggot.  Let me
fill your mouth.  Oh fuck yeah, bitch, take my fucking load you cocksucking
fag.  How's it taste?  Huh?  How's a mouthful of another dude's sperm
fucking taste?"  I saw amusement now on Aaron's face as he watched my eyes
as his cum filled my mouth.  Of course there was no way I could answer, but
it was clear he didn't care.  Aaron's body had tensed as he came, and as
several final spasms shook him from head to toe with each shot of his seed
he finished cumming.  I knelt, holding his hot load in my mouth, tasting
its salty flavor and feeling the ropy texture on my tongue as a full five
more shots filled my mouth.

      Beads of sweat had broken out on Aaron's forehead and across his
incredible body which was still looming over me as he filled my mouth.
Aaron finally let out a long sigh of pleasure as he used his right hand to
milk the last of his load into my nearly full mouth.  Then he pulled his
cock out of my head and stepped back.

      "Show me," he commanded.  I knew what he wanted.  Fuck, this was
humiliating.  I was on my knees in front of an incredibly sexy young kid
whose cock I had just sucked and who had just filled my mouth with his hot
jizz and he wanted to see it.  His eyes were locked with mine and I could
see the amusement in them as he watched me obey.  I had to keep my head
tilted back or I'd spill his seed and I instinctively knew that would piss
him off.  I opened my mouth and tried to imagine the sight I presented.

 	I could picture it clearly Ð me on my knees, my cock obviously
hard in the shorts I was wearing, staring up at the man in front of me,
whose softening cock had just blown its load and with my mouth open so that
he could see his sperm filling it.  I heard movement and saw Ryan step up
on one side of Aaron and Sean appear on the other.

      "That's fucking disgusting," Sean said.

      "Yeah, it is," Aaron agreed.  "But fuck, I love this next part!" He
looked back down at me, again.  "Swallow it, faggot!  Eat my fucking sperm,
bitch, and look me in the eye when you do!"  I looked at all three guys,
seeing both disgust and lust on Sean's face, domination and amusement on
Aaron's and interest on Ryan's.  I let my mouth close and looking directly
into Aaron's eyes, swallowed.  I felt his thick load slide down my throat,
and now had both brother's cum mixing in my belly, along with that of the
other guys from earlier in the morning.

      I saw that Sean was hard, but the guys surprised me by returning to
their chairs and sitting back down.  I was still on my knees and glanced
from one young stud to the next, unsure of what I was supposed to do next.
Finally, I decided Sean wasn't going to fuck my mouth next and climbed back
up onto the couch.  As I did so, I saw that my shirt was wet all down the
front with spit that had dripped from Aaron's cock and my chin as he'd
skull fucked me.  My shirt was fucking soaked, so I pulled it off and
tossed it onto the floor.

      "Hmmm," Ryan said.  "Is that an invitation for us to do more?"

      "It's an invitation, all right," Sean said.  "But it's for me.
Whatever he is now Ð a bitch, slut, fag, cocksucker, or whatever Ð he
was my best friend for years and as you both pointed out, that means he is
mine for as long as I want.  Matt may have taken his virginity, but unless
Paul is lying, he didn't know it was gonna happen and didn't agree to it.
I think from what we all heard, it's clear that he found out he liked it,
but I also heard the first few minutes and Paul was anything but happy.
Matt may have forced the issue, but I want Paul to come to me and offer up
his ass willingly.  Any guy can force another dude to take a buttfucking,
if he's bigger and stronger, or if he plays the kind of mind games that
Matt does.

      But having a dude offer his hole, knowing that he's asking to be
fucked, that's a different thing completely."  Sean looked over at me,
where I stood, dressed only in a pair of shorts with the taste of the
brothers' cum still in my mouth and raised his eyebrows.  "I think that
it's time that I fucked my best friend after he tells me he wants me to use
him like he's a pussy!  You guys are welcome to watch, if you want.  Ryan,
you said that you wanted to see me fuck Paul.  That's fine.  I don't care."
I felt my mouth drop open as I stood and watched as raised up his hips and
shucked off his shorts, exposing his cock, which I knew so well.  He looked
at me expectantly.

      I knew he was right.  Matt had taken something from me.  He had taken
my virginity when I was confused and off balance due to everything that had
happened.  Sean, my sexy ginger haired best friend, wanted something
completely different.  He wanted me to give my ass up to him willingly, to
be his bitch while the brothers witnessed the event.  I glanced over at
Ryan and Aaron and saw they were watching me closely to see how I
responded.  I looked back to Sean and saw he was now slowly stroking his
hard dick.  Seeing him sitting there, a picture of muscled, virile
masculinity, so different from the darker toned brothers, but still so very
male and therefore so much the same, had an affect on me.  I knew I wanted
him.  I knew that I wanted to please him, to make him happy and give him
pleasure, even at the expense of my own dignity and the violation of my
body's physical integrity.  But to let him fuck me while the brothers were
watching?  That was the only thing that gave me pause.

      Sean just sat there patiently, watching as the emotions and conflict
played out on my face.  He rubbed his left hand up his abs and across his
chest as he still slowly stroked his cock with his right hand.  I glanced
again at the brothers, seated across from us and made up my mind.