Date: Thu, 2 Feb 2006 15:03:55 -0800 (PST)
From: jon thompson <webbased2002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Clay's Night Out

This story was one that came to me one evening when i
was using the lab where i live. I hope everyone likes.

Clay's Night Out

	Nobody used the Computer lab in the apt complex where
Clay lived. That is, no one used it on Thursday
nights. At Salisbury University, in Salisbury PA, it
was known as Thirsty Thursday's. The nickname started
because those over 21 went to bars in town that night
of the week, and frat houses had parties for those who
were under 21.
	Clay wasn't much of a drinker. He preferred to spend
Thursday nights chatting on Instant Messenger with
Keith, a 30 year old black man he had met at the
beginning of his freshman year at the university.
	Clay is 5'9" tall, with blond hair, cropped. He has
blue eyes that are shiny no matter what type of room
he walks into.
	Many women on campus wish they could be in his bed,
but Clay wasn't a rug muncher. He preferred dick.
	Anyone who knew the eighteen year old knew he was gay
and preferred real men compared to the boys who went
to the university. In his fantasy's he was dating his
friend Keith, who was black and thirty.
	Keith had been his friend since the first time they
met on instant messenger. It was the first week in
college when Clay logged onto his messenger and did a
search for gay men in his town. He came up with one
person who had IM, and it turned out to be Keith.
	The older guy did not say no to being friends with
Clay, and he was up front and honest about his age and
that he was black. Clay didn't confide in him till a
month went by that he found him attractive as a
person, even though they had never exchanged
photographs.
	Tonight Keith had a surprise for him. "I'm going to a
party with guys around my age, all black. I can bring
you if you'd like."
	"I'm white though. Will they have a problem with me?"
	"I'm sure you are an adorable guy. As long as your
over 18, they are not going to care."
	"I'll be 19 next month."
	It was now three weeks into January and school had
practically just gotten started up again. Clay was
ready to get away from the apt complex where he lived,
so he jumped at this chance.
	At seven Keith arrived to pick him up. Clay wore his
best dance outfit, that showed off his smooth chest.
The shirt had small holes in it designed to show just
enough.
	"You probably will want me to store your stuff in the
upstairs media room. Most of us that stay overnight
crash there."
	"I don't have any classes tomorrow, so I can stay as
long as you like."
	"Would you want to stay the entire weekend? There is
always plenty to eat, and even soft drinks for those
who are under 21."
	"Will there be many my age?"
	"No. Perhaps Saturday night, but that is only for the
gathering in the hot-tub. 15 of my brother's best
friends all gather naked and enjoy themselves."
	"At the thought of all those naked men, made Clay
feel the familiar stiffening in his pants. He hoped
that Keith didn't see it."
	Keith looked over and could tell his younger blond
friend was getting excited. "Don't be embarrassed man.
At this party, it is a hard-on accepted zone. You will
see more dicks hard in the air than you probably have
ever seen in one place. When the guys there see you
I'm sure many of them are going to be walking around
with stiff pricks."
	"What a nice thing to say man. I never thought anyone
would find me cute."
	"Are you kidding? Wait and see."
	It took an hour to get to the party, because it was
over in a town called Clarion. There was a mansion on
a piece of land with no neighbors for about five
street blocks away. The home was owned by Keith's twin
Kevin, who met them at the door.
	"Who's the cutie?" Kevin asked when he opened the
door.
	"My friend Clay."
	Kevin was Keith's twin brother, and if they looked
exactly the same shirtless, Clay was interested in
getting his friend to take his shirt off too.
	Kevin reached down and kissed Clay on the cheek.
"Come on it."
	Keith told Clay to have a look around. "Just tell
them you are with me. I'm sure some of them know
already."
	Clay saw that the room to the left was a dance room,
so he walked in.
	About a dozen guys in all modes of undress were
bumping and grinding to soul music. All of the men
were black and all were well built.
	Clay could fell he was going to get stiff again.
	"Hi everyone, I'm Clay."
	He thought they would not accept him, but from the
looks on their faces they were happy to see him there.

	Clay saw they were all shirtless, and some were just
in their jock straps. He quickly took his shirt off
and threw it on a chair.
	Walking to the middle of the dance floor he didn't
realize he would have four guys wanting to dance with
him immediately. He danced around in a circle with
them, but looked over while he was dancing at a corner
of the room.
	There were two hot guys, naked. One of the men was
giving the other a blow job. The thing that got to
Clay was that one was at least 10 inches long and
plenty big. It would have strained him not to gag on
the man's dick.
	His new dancing partners saw that he was getting
excited. Even in the blue jeans he was wearing, others
could tell.
	One of the men walked up to Clay and kissed him on
the lips. It was the kind of kiss that completed what
the men in the corner got started.
	While one of the guys around him kissed his lips,
others started working their way down his body. With
each movement of the music, the men got lower and
lower.
	Most guys would have stopped what was going on, but
Clay was getting into the heat of the moment. He
didn't even mind when his pants had been slipped down,
and then his boxers.
	The first time one of the men had slipped Clay's dick
into his mouth the others in the room could hear his
moaning. No one he had ever been with had ever made
him feel this way.
	After the first man had been going down on his man
meat for a minute, he stopped and let the next guy
have a chance. While Clay was receiving a better blow
job than he had ever had before, he also had men
kissing his entire upper body. This was something he
could really get into.
	After about ten minutes of his dick being swallowed
down the mouths of the hungry lustful men, Clay could
feel himself about to cum. It was then that Leroy
walked over to the group. He was 27, with an 12 inch
penis. He had muscles all over his body, and a face
that all of men wished they were being kissed by.
	Clay only had Leroy on his cock for a second when he
came buckets inside of Leroy's mouth. The man sucked
greedily and licked around the head of Clay's cock.
	"That was amazing man. I never knew a white boy could
cum that much." Leroy said when he stood up. He was a
foot taller than Clay, but easily reached down and
kiss him on the lips.
	"I'm Leroy."





















Chapter Two:

	Clay didn't know what to say for a moment. Here was
this hot stud who wanted to hang out with him.
	"Is there somewhere we can go sit down?" Clay asked.
He pulled up his pants and kissed a few of the
remaining men who were now back to dancing.
	"We can go sit in the hot tub if you'd like."
	"Let's go."
	The two of them went down to sub level A of the
mansion. There was a room right off of the steps where
"clothes" was put up on the front door.
	"We can put our clothes in there." Leroy told him.
	"You mean the men on this level are naked?"
	"Both sub levels of the mansion have clothing
optional rooms. You could be naked all over the house
if you wanted."
	Clay was given a hug by Leroy and told to relax. It
was warm downstairs, so Clay didn't think his balls
would shrivel up if he was naked. Both men took off
their clothes and walked arm and arm to the hot tub
room.
	Inside the room there was a tub built for 15 to 20
men. It was heated and the lighting was down to a
level where you wouldn't know everything that was
going on in the tub.
	Only two guys were in the hot tub at the moment, and
both said hello when they saw Leroy and Clay. "The
waters fine." They told them.
	The steps that led up to the top of the hot tub had
towels on a rack beside it. Clay knew he would need
one by the time he finished in the water.
	Splashing down in the water he swam to the other end.
The two men who had been in the water looked at his
penis that swung in the air when he was walking into
the water.
	If they didn't mind him enjoying what they looked
like, Clay figured he shouldn't mind them looking him
over.
	When he came back down to the other end he swam into
Leroy's arms. "Sorry to run into you."
	"I didn't mind it at all."
	Clay kissed his new friend on the lips, and found
Leroy was an expert at kissing. After about ten to
twenty seconds of making out, Clay felt not only his
own prick getting hard, but Leroy's.
	"You have the most amazing cock." He told him.
	"It is just a cock. I think yours is beautiful."
	"But it is only 6.5 inches."
	"You shouldn't care if it isn't as big as the rest of
the guys here. You are a beautiful guy for more than
your cock size."
	The two of them talked about the party and what Clay
could expect. While Leroy was telling him about all of
the beautiful men he might meet, Clay noticed that the
other two guys in the hot tub were no longer just
kissing.
	The bigger guy had gotten the smaller one to hold
onto one side of the tub. He had picked the guys legs
up and had entered the guys ass with his dick. In and
out went his massive man meat, and the other man
looked like he was enjoying himself.
	"Are guy here always so open about their sexuality
here?" Clay asked Leroy.
	"We believe that the pleasures of the flesh are
denied so often in real life, we should have a chance
to express them openly while we are here. If you find
a guy you like, you can probably easily have him go
down on you. If there is a man you yourself like, you
should ask him if you want to enjoy what you see
before you."
	"There are just so many hot men here, I don't know
where to start."
	"In your wildest fantasy, what would you be doing?"
	"I don't know. The biggest wet dream I've ever had
was being chained in a sling and having a bunch of hot
muscular smooth black men fucking me."
	"Sounds like you have a thing for us ebony guys."
	"I know it is probably weird to you. I'm this skinny
little white boy who's biggest dream is to be made
love to nightly by a tall strong black man who would
treat me like his prince."
	"That's not strange at all. I think it is kind of
sweet actually."
	"My friend Keith, who I came with, knows what I want,
and I think he asked me here this weekend to see if I
could find someone."
	"So you and Keith don't enjoy quality time together?"
	No, the two of them were not fuck buddies. They
hadn't even seen each other until they started off to
the party.
	"It isn't like I wouldn't enjoy having him as a
boyfriend, but we are more like good friends."
	"Then you should sample the selection here this
weekend. Just walked around the mansion in a towel. If
you find a guy who catches your fancy, it wouldn't
take much to get some action with him."
	The two of them started kissing even harder, and
Leroy backed Clay up against the back of the hot tub.
The young man thought he was going to have the same
experience with his new friend that the other two were
having, but Leroy surprised him.
	Leroy picked up Clay's legs as Clay supported himself
with his two elbows. He lay back as his dick was
slowly taken into Leroy's mouth.
	This was not going to be a group sexual experience.
This was going to be two men sharing their bodies with
each other.
	Clay gave himself over to the mouth of the man who
was having Clay penetrate his mouth. Over and over
Leroy sucked up and down on the shaft and licked at
the head of his boi toy's cock. Clay felt he could
last longer since he had just had a blow job about a
half hour ago.
	It was a good ten minutes before Clay felt he was
going to cum again.
	"OH FUCK I'm GOING TO CUMMMMMMMMMM," he exclaimed as
he felt the joy juice flowing up out of his cock and
into his friends mouth.
	Leroy sucked the last bit of juice from Clay's meat
and then let him down into the water again.
	"How was it?"
	"I didn't think it could get any better than
upstairs, but I was wrong."
	"This is nothing compared to what you'll find all
over the mansion. Just enjoy it all."
	Leroy suggested they both go upstairs and get
something to eat. "Getting my protein with your help
doesn't mean that I have all the alcohol I want...."
	"I'm only 18, I can't drink yet."
	"I'm sure no one here will say anything if you did."
	"The thought about having a beer, or perhaps a good
wine, is interesting to me."
	"Drinking just makes me hornier," Leroy said.
	"Just how much sex is going on here this weekend?"
	"You might be surprised."
	Clay wondered what he would see if he went around to
some of the other rooms. That would have to wait
though because he and his new friend were going
upstairs for a drink.
	The two of them grabbed towels and dried off. Then
they put them around their waists.
	Upstairs they found a buffet table in one of the
rooms, and places to sit all around the room. There
were even more men there; men who Clay had not met
yet.
	While they were sitting around eating a few guys
walked up to Clay.
	He seemed to be the center of the studs attention at
the party. He knew it was probably because of his
blond hair blue eyes and body of a teenager. The
smooth slim frame with the tightest ass at the party
had to be turning some heads (big and not so little
ones).
	"We're playing naked twister downstairs later."
Christopher said to Clay. "You're free to join us down
there."
	"Will it be packed with men?"
	"Of course."
	"I'll be there!"












Chapter Three:

	After Clay was finished eating he asked Leroy if he
was going to be going to the naked twister.
	"No, I'm going to the poker game in another room down
in the sublevel area."
	"Just how many rooms are in these sub levels?"
	"Last count I'd been to about twenty on Sub A, and
Ten on Sub B levels. You will find a lot of games
going on down on the next level, but it is pure sex on
the most bottom one."
	Clay couldn't wait till he got to see what delights
were below.
	The evening wore on, and Clay found himself getting
sleepy. He was taken up to the media room, where a gay
porn was showing on the big screen.
	Assorted men were making out all over the room, but
the bunk bed in the front corner was vacant. Clay
hopped onto the bottom bunk, and soon was asleep.
	It was a few hours later when Clay woke up to find
the men who had been fucking when he was awake, fast
asleep.
	Wondering down stairs Clay felt that perhaps he would
go down to the hot tub again. If he had some time in
the hot wavy water, it would make him tired again.
	In the elevator Clay pressed Sub B, but that was
because he was a little tired. He thought that he was
only going to Sub A.
	When the elevator opened he heard dance music coming
from one of the rooms.
	Walking into the room Clay saw four slings hanging
from the roof. There were about ten men in the room,
who were scattered about, fucking four men that were
in the slings.
	Either the being sleepy, or the alcohol he had drank
earlier, but something made what was happening not
register.
	"Did you come to have a little fun?" Kevin asked
Clay.
	"I wondered down to the wrong level I think."
	"Since you're here, you want to take a turn in one of
these?" One of the men in a sling asked.
	"It looks very tempting."
	"It's quite fun."
	It was time that Clay experienced life as a bottom.
He had always been the one that had his dick sucked or
did the fucking, but he wondered what it would be
like.
	"Put me in it."
	Once the occupant was out of the sling, five black
men helped Clay to get secure in it. His hands were
chained up in the air, as were his legs.
	Kevin was the first guy to slowly thrust his 12
incher into Clay. All of the men were hung, so they
would have to go slow. Clay's tight little ass was
waiting to be stretched with their ebony meat.
	When Kevin poured some water based lube onto his dick
and Clay's ass, he was asked to go slow. "It's my
first time being fucked."
	"You're going to love it man."
	It felt painful for only a minute when Kevin entered
him. He first let his dick enter the boi just an inch.
It was tough to not ram the ass that looked like it
needed his cock.
	"Owwwww." Clay cried as his butt was pierced. At
first he thought the pain would be unbearable, but
soon he felt the cock of the man fucking him reach far
up into him. When it hit the right spot he suddenly
felt better than any blow job could make him feel.
	"Keep it up baby." He said to Kevin.
	Kevin didn't need any encouragement from the hot
little thing strapped into the sling to keep up what
he was doing. All of the men in the room were lined up
to get a little piece of this blond boi.
	After Kevin was part way to climax he stopped. He
pulled his dick out of Clay's ass and let Keith, who
had just arrived down in the room, have a turn.
	"I always wondered what it would be like being fucked
by you."
	"Now your going to get your chance."
	Some of the other men there were kissing all over the
naked body of the 18 year old. They sucked on his cock
as Keith fucked him like a freight train. When Keith
was ready to cum he motioned his friends away.
	"Tell me you want it. Tell me you want to be my
bottom boy."
	"Make me your bitch!!!!!!!!!"
	One more thrust and he let himself go. Pulling out
his cum squirted all over Clay's chest.
	Hungry cum guzzling bitches licked all of the white
juice off of the smooth surface Clay had. They saw
that Clay was ready to almost cum too, so one of the
men put his mouth down and finished off what was
started when Clay was first put into the sling.
	More men there wanted to fuck him, but Keith got Clay
out of the sling. He knew that if he didn't, the boy
wouldn't be out of it till morning. These men were
lustful creatures and an 18 year old blond with a
tight ass was too good to pass up.
	"We should go someplace where you can sit down and
rest that ass of yours. It is a long weekend you
know." Keith told Clay.
	Keith, Clay and Kevin all went into a room down the
hall that had a small television on one end, but
padded chairs all over the room.
	There were blankets on each chair, and a place to put
them when you finished laying in the chairs.
	"Just sit down and relax." Keith told Clay.
	Keith put on a video tape of a white guys getting
gang banged. "This was one of the parties last year."
He told Clay.
	Kevin remember the guy who was on the tape. He loved
how he could never get enough.
	"Just how many times have you guys allowed one white
guy to come to the party?"
	"It's a tradition here that at least once a year. The
guy always has a good time and always wants more."
	Why only one guy? This was a question he would soon
find the answer for.



Chapter Four:

	The next morning sleepy eyes and sore dicks started
waking around eleven AM. Clay rubbed his eyes and
slowly started to realize where he was. Standing next
to a bunk was a guy who looked younger than the rest,
but Clay only saw him from the chest down.
	His dick looked only nine inches, only nine. He had a
beautiful looking member. The young man's dick, and
the guys looked like he was college age, was one that
Clay instantly wanted to suck on.
	Sometimes you just want to suck a good beautiful
cock.
	When the man looked down into the bunk, Clay saw it
was a Basketball player from school. "Travis?"
	"I'm not surprised to see you here babe," Travis said
to him. "I figured that Keith would invite you."
	"You know him?"
	"All us on the DL here know each other. We are a
little network of brothers who satisfy each other from
time to time."
	Clay would enjoy satisfying Travis that very moment,
but he decided to pursue the matter. He would let the
paring come natural if it did.
	"You coming down to breakfast?" Travis asked.
	"I will in a moment."
	Clay didn't want Travis to see under the blanket.
After seeing one of his mega jock crushes naked in
front of him, it was obvious that he was excited.
	Travis could see the tent pole under Clay's blanket.
This was all the encouragement the star of the
Basketball team needed.  He reached under the blanket
and traced his hand down Clay's chest and stopped at
the promise land. There he started stroking slowly the
already stiff cock.
	The white boy's breathing rose steadily as his heart
beat faster with every touch. He wanted to kiss Travis
on the lips and kneel before his member.
	A few seconds before Clay was going to cum, his feet
started to curl. He wanted to let himself explode in
all of his manly juices, but he heard a noise. This
noise was his computer beeping at him. Instead of all
of the fun an excitement that he had experienced, he
woke up in the computer lab, after having dozed off
for only a moment.
	His friend was asking him again on the screen, if he
would like to go to the party that night.
	If it was as exciting as the fantasy, Clay wanted to
experience it all.