Date: Sun, 5 Nov 2006 10:58:43 -0800 (PST) From: kevin Donovan Subject: The Association, chapter six, gay male college Disclaimer: This is a work of gay fiction. It will contain scenes describing sex between adult males. If that offends you, if you are underage, or if it is illegal to possess such material where you are, then stop now! I appreciate your constructive comments. Email me at letsgonaked2000@yahoo.com Copyright held by the author. Do not reproduce without permission. CHAPTER SIX: DEMONSTRATION At five o'clock, we were sent from our various lessons to the showers, then out to the side terrace on the west side of the house, where we found a full bar set up, with exceptionally nice hors d' oeuvres. But this time, there was no beer (a mainstay of the university man's diet). There were very fine brands of liquors, though, and a pair of hunky bartenders. As usual, they were in uniform, and paid no attention whatsoever to our nakedness. (I always wondered about the staff. I found out gradually that they were always men, and they came in to work at the facility for a week of long days, followed by a week off. They always wore clothing to designate them as employees rather than members, and many of them were sons or grandsons of staffers. They all had a cheerful, bemused, but respectful attitude toward the magnificent naked men they served.) Nicholas and I ordered Tanqueray-and-tonics. There was a good mix of music playing, and after a couple of drinks, some of the guys actually broke out into a sort of partnerless dancing, grooving to the music. After three drinks, a buffet appeared, and we had the best dinner we had been offered so far, with both lobster and prime rib. To my surprise, however, none of us seemed to be able to hold as much as we would have formerly. We just weren't used to big meals. So we enjoyed our smaller portions of excellent food, and later on, I think we were all glad not to be weighed down by full stomachs. Bolstered by the booze, the mood was festive, with lots of boisterous laughter. After a special treat of crème brulee, we were summoned up to the third-floor ballroom where we had done our introductions. We found it set up with a much larger round platform in the center, with four padded benches arranged on it, and surrounded by a circle of chairs. The five naked leaders stood up at the front of the room. Waiters arrived with another glass of whatever each of us had ordered previously, and passed them out, leaving before Adam began his presentation. "Men, we're going to have some fun together tonight, and advance your education quite a bit at the same time. I told you this morning that we know that all of you, under the right circumstances, can enjoy sex with at least some other men. I also mentioned that we have noticed the appreciation you have for our bodies, and one another's as well. So you guys are the other males that your buddies are able to enjoy sex with, and these are the right circumstances. Your inhibitions are loosened by good food, good liquor, and the fact that you've all been running around naked and horny together for a week. All you need now is to know HOW to do it gracefully and painlessly, and maybe get the additional visual stimulation of seeing some demonstrations here live. So, yes, men, you are about to see, and participate in, a live sex show put on by us and you. "Now, we know you're all privately excited as hell about this, but if there is any pair of you, both partners, who want to just go on back to your room for the evening and skip the homoerotica, just excuse yourselves now, and we'll see you in the morning." He paused a moment to allow men to make that decision, if they would. I noticed several pairs of partners looking inquisitively at one another, and William kind of made a disdainful face and shrugged at Patrick. But everyone stayed put. "Good. Then let's begin. Topic Number One: Lips and their uses." The four assistants moved up onto the platform. Dennis paired with Frank, and Owen with Adrian. The spotlights came on, and this platform began to turn as the smaller one did previously. Adam went into a lecture on the use of lips, how they represent vulva primarily, and the asshole secondarily, and how they are filled with nerve endings for sexual stimulation, just as vulva and ass rings are. He talked about kissing as foreplay, and as a tool for creating intimacy. As he spoke, the two couples on stage began to kiss deeply and passionately, moving about into variations on the theme, standing, sitting, kneeling. Some of the audience clapped and hooted. As Adam moved on to the use of lips to stimulate other areas as well, the models demonstrated by lipping one another's Adam's apples, nipples, arm-pits, navels, and crotches. At this point, pretty much all of the guys in the audience were watching the demo, but some were laughing to one another over jokes they were making. Only a few hard- ons were visible so far. But I did notice Gregory straddling Lawrence's knees, the two of them deeply immersed in some lip exercises of their own. Nicholas noticed, too. "You think those two are the ones Adam said were thinking of 'coming out'?" "Too late to bother now, I think." Now Adam was ready to move on to the next lesson, though. "Topic Number Two involves a more specialized use of lips. 'How to Give a Blow Job.' For this, we thought, 'why should we get to have all the fun?' So we're calling for volunteers. First of all, we'll work on blowing the average dick. Well, the average dick is only about five inches, and we don't have any of those in this group. But we do have some in the six to six-and-a-half range. So let's have four volunteers with dicks of that size, erect, to show how to blow a mouth-sized dick." Six or seven hands shot up, among them Gregory and Lawrence. Adam called them up right away, and then chose Ford and Richard as the other pair. All four men jogged up to the platform like game-show contestants, and each assumed a position lying back on one of the benches, knees spread and feet firmly planted. Adrian, Owen, Frank, and Dennis each chose a man to demonstrate on, and knelt between his feet. Adam went through some of the preliminaries, like getting comfortable for a possible long blow, using hands, paying attention to the perineum, ball-sucking, and the dangers of teeth. Only Richard among those four was uncut. Dennis sucked him up into an erection, and showed how to tongue around between the foreskin and the head of the penis, and how to skin it back painlessly, to Richard's delight. Meanwhile, the other three were sucking their subjects into full erection, too. It looked like Ford was the size leader, with about six and a half inches, with a nice fat head. Lawrence had the upward curve on his dick, and Adam used that to show how Owen could get it down his throat better if he reversed directions and moved to straddle Lawrence from above. That brought Owen over Lawrence so that his own floppy bits dangled directly above Lawrence's face, in sixty-nine position. Lawrence leaned up like a hungry bass and took the bait. Adam explained how to focus attention on the delicate underside of the glans and how to slide the unit deeply into the mouth using tongue and lips as shields from the teeth. He talked a bit about relaxing the throat. Then he just let the show proceed, and the race was on for a while. All four cock suckers could easily accommodate these bite- sized cocks in their mouths. Dennis was first to receive a mouth full of semen, and we all knew about it, because Richard was a loud cummer. Dennis opened his mouth and displayed a big white wad on his tongue. With Richard's vocalizations as further stimulant, the others followed quickly with ejaculations of their own, while Adam gave a little spiel about the importance of swallowing. At this point, he explained some of The Association's rules about sex. As members we could have sex with our wives, once we had them, steady girl-friends up to that point, and with any other Association member. But that was it. The Association was a closed set, sexually, on pain of eternal banishment and personal destruction. If a member erred, he was to report the misdeed immediately and endure a one-year probation from all Association connections, until he could be tested and safely re-admitted for a second chance. In any case, for safety, all members had semi-annual STD tests. If he did not report the misalliance and was found out, as we were assured he would be, his expulsion would be permanent and his misfortune total. Adam told a harrowing story of a Member who, in 1915, visited a brothel and picked up syphilis. Before long, his wife and 18 members were infected, prompting a major crisis in The Association. The lives and participation of innocent parties were jeopardized. The errant member found his life to be so in ruins that he threw himself off a bridge in Cleveland, Ohio. Since that time, there has been no further betrayal of fellow members, an all-important statistic in the Age of AIDS. In a bit of left-over chauvinism, The Association assumed greater fidelity on the part of female partners than male ones. So Members who were dating exclusively or married could include their wives, expecting that their wives would not then expose them to any disease through unfaithfulness on their part. But the gay Members had no such liberty: assuming that males are pretty much promiscuous creatures, The Association required that a male partner must be an Association Member also, so that the same code of behavior would apply to each. They could shag all they wanted to-but only among the same safe pool of men. But what Member would want to partner with a man who was not a Member? Adam wondered aloud. It seemed unfathomable to him. At this point, we were ready for our second demo, and this time, Adam called for the four best-endowed men of the group so that we could see some deep-throating technique. "OK, guys, help us get the four big swingers up here. I know you've been checking them out! Who are the top dawgs of the group?" Lamar got nominated right away, and he was out of his seat even before his name was called, knowing he had the biggest dick in the class. He was a tall, lean, black fellow, with a dark, long dick to match. Brendan was second, and he came up blushing, turning his fair skin to variations on pink, except for the deeper hue of his low-hanging scrotum. But after that, everyone seemed to know that Nicholas and I were tied for next place, and we found ourselves pushed out of our seats toward the platform. Patrick would probably have been next, and I couldn't tell if he was a little miffed to have missed out, or glad he didn't have to make the choice to participate. We each settled back on a bench, as the others had done, and again the four leaders paired off with us. Adrian came to me, and Owen to Nicholas. Lamar got Dennis, and Brendan got Frank. Adrian grabbed my equipment with both hands and began to fluff me. I no longer noticed what was going on with the others. In seconds, my rod was poking straight up from my hairless pubic area, supported by Adrian's fingers, while his other hand caressed and massaged my low-hanging balls. All the same techniques as before also apply to sucking the larger unit, Adam was explaining. But there are some additional tricks as well. He advised making good use of the hands on the lower shaft, creating the illusion that the mouth is going even deeper than it is. He reminded us to take special care with our teeth when sucking a really thick piece of meat. And he suggested lipping and licking up and down the underside of the shaft, especially right underneath the piss-slit, as a place to produce sublime pleasure sensations. All this time, Adrian was working on my cock, doing all the things Adam was describing, as we rotated on the platform, providing various views to the circle of ogling eyes. I was maxed out on stiffness, partly from Adrian's expert ministrations, and partly from the knowledge I was being watched in this activity. I was just coming to grips with the tendency I have toward exhibitionism. If having sex is good, I was discovering, having someone watch me have sex is REALLY good. I found looking down my smooth torso into Adrian's handsome face to be an enormous turn-on. His piercing blue eyes locked in on mine, and it seemed an electric connection joined us. His amazing, Nordic-god body was largely invisible to me, but I drank in the wide, muscled shoulders and bulging biceps as his arm-pits straddled my thighs moistly. When Adrian went down to the root of my cock for the first time, responding to Adam's instructions on deep-throating, I almost took off like a rocket. I had to glance down to see what had happened. My dick had totally disappeared into Adrian's head. His lips pressed against my pubic mound. I almost missed what Adam said, but caught some phrases about relaxing the throat, holding the breath, need for practice, etc. Meanwhile, Adrian's throat muscles massaged the head of my dick while his lips stimulated the base, and I almost passed out with pleasure. He slid off, took a breath, and dived again to the root. I always loved to have Stephanie blow me, but it was never like this. First of all, I always had to ask for it, and that always bugged me. It let me know she didn't really want to do it, and it was as if she were humoring me or doing me some big favor when she sucked me off. Not that she ever had to ask me to lick her clit for her! And the unfairness of that rankled, too. Second, she really only sucked on the knob, hardly touching the shaft with her mouth. She used her hands exclusively to stimulate 85% of my dick. Even that was a wonderful experience, and she could bring me off in just a few minutes. But next to Adrian, she-and the handful of other girls I'd been able to cajole into giving me a blow- -were rank amateurs. Third, no girl of my acquaintance could deep-throat the likes of my big erection, and I don't think it ever occurred to one of them that they should. The moment I felt Adrian's throat close around my seed-planter, I was hooked. I knew this was the way fellatio was meant to be. In only moments, I fired a long series of cum-blasts down Adrian's gullet, and he pressed down hard to receive them all. I didn't realize how loud I was moaning until the applause began. I glanced over at Nicholas, who had Owen clamped down on his dick like a human penis pump, and saw him looking in my direction and chortling. His toes were clinching on the bare floor, though, a giveaway that he was experiencing his own blissful stimulations. In a moment, I heard Lamar vocalizing, too, a sort of guttural yodeling. His dark, lean body glistened with sweat, and his thigh muscles stood out like carved ebony. He was filling Dennis' pipe with cream and grinning. Both Brendan and Nicholas followed quickly, and the air was filled with the sounds of young male pleasure and the scents of young male spunk. Our cock suckers cleaned up our tools meticulously and left them to air dry, as we rose to take our bows and resume our places in the circle of watchers. "Of course," Adam was saying, "the rest of you are going to want to try this out on these well-endowed brothers of yours. I think I can speak for them in saying that any of them will be glad to have you take their equipment out for a test-drive anytime you like. Just clean it up when you finish, guys." Everyone was laughing, and Nicholas and I were grinning and nodding. For the next month, neither of us could sit down without having someone on his knees between our feet, latched onto our schlong and sucking for all his might. I never felt so used, or so grateful for it! But that came later. For the moment, Adam was ready to move on to the next topic. "OK, men, we come now to fucking. Some of you have already tried it on your own, and found that it actually comes pretty naturally to you. After all, much of what you know about fucking females transfers right over to males. But when you are going to be on the bottom, you want some assurance that your partner knows how to do it properly, so that your pleasure is maximized and the possibility of pain or injury is minimized. So here's the deal: we are looking for two sets of partners who are anal virgins, who are willing to offer yourselves to be deflowered right here on stage for all to observe. Gregory and Lawrence raised their hands. "First-timers only, guys. Nice try, though," grinned Adam. They dropped their hands, blushing. Nicholas and I, of course, were reduced to the role of spectators as well, because of the previous night's adventures. We looked about the circle to note several pairs in conversation with one another, and a few just sitting and grinning shyly as we were. I figured those partners had already been fucking, and I noted that Alan and Jonathan, Jeffrey and Keith, Joseph and Mark, and Lukas and Paul were among them. Finally, Elijah and Trevor and Jason and Justin raised their hands. Adam called them up, and they sat on the four benches. Frank moved over to join Elijah, Adrian to Trevor, Owen to Jason, and Dennis to Justin. Each of the four tops began to initiate gentle foreplay with his partner, kissing or caressing in his own preferred way. I could see the four newbies melting into easy compliance under the experienced touch of the older men. They couldn't help but be flattered to receive the attentions of those handsome and virile men, and what a way to lose your cherry, I thought. Not that I begrudged Nicholas mine. "The first lesson on lips keeps coming up again," Adam was saying. "Too many men fail to appreciate the importance of their lips and tongue to every kind of sex there is, and that includes anal. Now, you see why we sent you all to the showers before dinner, men. A clean ass is a pleasure to play with, and few locations on your body have as many nerve endings for exquisite sensations. Let's watch, as our models demonstrate warming to their subject with lips and tongues." The four leaders went to work on their respective virgins, sucking up their dicks to full erection, and sliding down to lick their balls and their 'tween spaces. Frank pulled Elijah's knees up, lifting his ass off the bench. Then he dived in and planted his mouth firmly on Elijah's anus in a big, wet smooch. "Ewwww," groaned William, showing off his aloof disdain for man-sex. "Aahhhhh!" moaned Elijah, expressing a very contrary opinion on the matter. We all laughed at the contrast, including Frank. Undeterred, Frank continued to tongue deeply into Elijah's virgin, young asshole. I looked Elijah over appreciatively. In the week we had been in residence, his farmer-tan was almost gone, replaced by an all-over sunny glow of golden skin tones. He'd been strong and sinewy from the beginning, but now his pecs were beginning to take on more definition. He had particularly perky, dime-sized brown tits. His best feature was his muscular, tight ass, and the twin globes of it shone in the spotlights. His uncut hard-on jutted seven inches from his crotch. His cool, gray eyes were hidden now under lowered lids as he experienced the ecstasy of his first rim-job. Frank's deeper brown skin also glowed with a sheen of new sweat under the lights. His waist was ridiculously small and ripped compared to his muscular chest and back. His cock swelled to eight inches, its PA ring dangling. He made ass-sucking look like a gourmet delight. At the next bench, Adrian was munching out on Trevor's ass, too. Now I could fully scan his long, lean, muscled frame. He looked like my picture of the Norse god Balder, only I never would have dreamed Balder would hold a man's ankles up with one hand while he licked the man's ass, and caressed his butt cheeks with the other hand. Though blond, Adrian tanned magnificently, and the light, short hairs on his legs and front glowed in the bright lights like golden glitter. Trevor was no slouch, either. He stood six feet tall, and the little hair he had was sandy blond. His legs were long and shapely, both thighs and calves beautifully muscled. His rounded orbs of butt jiggled firmly as Adrian's cheek-bones pressed into them, his nose planted in Trevor's crack. Owen had flipped Jason over onto his knees, and he was sitting behind his subject, lapping at his ass while gently milking his throbbing member. Jason had light brown hair, not a lot of it even without shaving, and his pale, smooth skin rippled under quickly-developing musculature. He had an exuberant personality, one of the class clowns and cut-ups, and he grinned and made eyes at his viewers as the platform rotated and his seducer worked on his willing ass. Jason had shining green eyes that glinted with life and sensual good humor. At 5'11", he probably only weighed 165, but he was fit and agile as they come. Owen himself was getting his cute little beard all wet with saliva. His straight, dark hair hung down alongside his face as he leaned into Jason's butt. I gave his strong, smooth brown-skinned body an admiring look. I was particularly interested in the circular tattoo on his hip. I had been thinking for a while about getting a tat for myself, and I was glad to notice that The Association did not apparently frown on body art. Finally, Dennis was trying a fresh approach. He straddled Justin's torso, facing his feet. Then, he drew Justin's knees up, raising his rump upward. He used his underarms behind Justin's knees to hold him in place, and then he sat down on Justin's grinning face, while he licked behind his subject's balls and down the perineum to his rectum. Justin quickly got into the action, tonguing Dennis' ass energetically. Dennis' deep auburn hair would curl in ringlets if it grew just a bit longer, giving him a youthful and cherubic face. His milky-white skin was remarkably free from both tan and freckles. His chest and stomach were completely smooth, and his deep mahogany pubes trimmed to a narrow swath. His ass was also smooth, strong but also soft at the same time. His dick was one of the thicker ones we'd seen, promising Justin a challenging stretch on his first fuck. Next came fingers. Under Adam's direction, the four studs inserted one, then two, then three fingers into their partners' asses, just as Nicholas and I had done on our own. I was kind of proud of us for figuring this out, until suddenly, I began to wonder if my friend Nicholas was quite the innocent I had assumed he was. A subject for future heart-to-heart conversation! Meanwhile, the four virgins were all lubed up, and adequately stretched. They were beginning to sweat now, and their facial expressions were looking tenser as additional fingers invaded them from the rear. After the platform had turned several times, and we had all had ample opportunity to drink in the sights on all four benches, Adam proceeded. It was to be a four-ring circus, with each young virgin getting his own moment of deflowering in the spotlight. Ever the professor, Adam began by explaining how we could get ourselves deflowered painlessly in any position, but some were easier to accomplish than others. The first demonstration would offer the newbie the most control over the process. In this maneuver, Frank would lie on his back, and Elijah would crouch over his pelvis. Then, Elijah could lower himself onto Frank's rod at his own speed. Additionally, the very posture of squatting as if to defecate had the advantage of naturally opening Elijah's asshole to Frank's penetration. The two assumed their prescribed positions as instructed. Frank propped up his pole, and Elijah grinned shyly at his audience. He leaned forward onto his knees, bending his toes behind him. Then, he grasped Frank's cock and planted the head of it against his lubed hole. Elijah sat back slowly, wincing just a little. Then, he lowered himself further, raising his eyebrows suggestively. He sat back onto Frank's lap. As the platform rotated, the bright spotlight revealed that Franks' big cock was, indeed, buried in Elijah's sweet young ass. Elijah moved his feet down to the floor, then raised them onto the bench again. Then, he struggled to push himself up a bit. By leaning forward, he was able to keep his balance. He began to do knee bends up and down on Frank's cock. Obviously, that exercise could not be maintained for very long, so he put his feet back down on the floor and rocked backward and forward, sliding Frank's unit in and out that way. "How was it?" Adam asked. Elijah grinned. "Great! Much easier than I thought, and no pain!" The crowd applauded, and Adam brought Adrian and Trevor forward to demonstrate doggie style fucking. Trevor got on his hands and knees, his feet sticking out past the end of the bench. Adrian smeared another glob of goo on his asshole, and gave his own cock a few strokes to bring it to maximum hardness. That cock looked big enough to hurt somebody! But I knew I had taken one just as big the night before, and liked it. Adrian placed the head of it at Trevor's hole and rose up on his tip-toes to push it in. As the head popped in, Trevor's eyes closed and his mouth gaped. Then, Adrian drew part-way out, and Trevor began to relax. When Adrian leaned forward again, Trevor sighed. This time, Adrian slid all the way in smoothly and held still for a moment. He rubbed on Trevor's butt cheeks gently and leaned forward to whisper in his ear. Trevor nodded. Adrian began to pump slowly. "What do you say, Trevor?" asked Adam. "I don't know what to say," Trevor confessed. "It's warm...hard...fills me up...I think maybe I'd rather be the top guy! But it's OK. Damn, he has a big dick!" The circle applauded again, and Adam turned to Owen and Jason. "This one is another excellent choice for the first timer. Easy entry, and very little pressure involved. Let's do side-to-side, Owen." Dennis helped Owen bring the fourth bench out and place it beside the third. Jason lay on one, and Owen on the other, facing the same direction. Owen cuddled up behind Jason and kissed on his neck, caressing his side and butt with his upper hand, calming this colt he was about to break. Then, he lifted Jason's upper leg and played around with his asshole a bit more. Next, he leaned in and inserted his cock. It went in smoothly and effortlessly. He held his partner by the arms and hunched at him from behind. We clapped. Owen rolled Jason onto his stomach on a single bench and joined him there, lying atop his back as he continued to fuck away. Dennis pulled the last bench several feet away, as Adam announced, "One more example for you guys, for the romantics in the group-the missionary position, face to face. Yes, gentlemen, it can be done, and if you like gazing into your partner's eyes, this is the one for you." Justin lay on his back on the bench, and Dennis asked him to pull his feet up. He took his ankles and raised them high. With Justin's ass in the air, Dennis straddled the bench and moved up so that his hard cock pressed right into Justin's relaxed pucker. He pushed slowly in, pause, pushed again, and in seconds, he was all the way imbedded into his virgin subject. Justin closed his eyes and lolled his head. Dennis took a series of long thrusts for a rotation. Then, he lowered Justin's feet and lay across his chest. He kissed him deeply while continuing to plow his ass. "They have their mouths full," said Adam, "But I'm assuming that Justin here is having a good time." Justin nodded slowly under Dennis' pressing lips, and we applauded again. "Well, lads, that's it for the night: you have four positions to try. We'll let you sleep in until eight in the morning-no road work! But do try to get some sleep, you rascals." "Hey, wait, Adam," called Gregory, "How about YOU! You haven't given your demo tonight. Who are you going to fuck?" "Ah. My partner," Adam grinned. "Some of you have met Colin. Well, he's visiting for the weekend. So I'll need that extra sleep-in time as much as you guys do." I hadn't seen Colin naked, but even so, the image of those two entwined together flooded my mind's eye erotically. I'd like to be a fly on the wall for that scene! It was almost eleven, a very late night for us, and I still had a little buzz on from the four gin-and-tonics, but I was on the down-side of it now. I was also still quite horny from watching the fucking demonstrations, even after having spilled some seed an hour or so earlier in the evening. "Let's go up and see if we remember anything we were taught tonight," I suggested. Other pairs were already straggling toward the stairwell. We joined them, and Nicholas pulled his arm around my shoulders. I returned the gesture. When we pushed the door to our little cell open, we got a shock! The dog-bed was gone! In its place, occupying much of the floor space, was a full-size, double bed, with mattress and box springs, sheets, and even pillows. "What the fuck?" was all I could say. "What do you make of it?" asked Nicholas after a pause. "Shit, man, I don't know. I guess they decided to lighten up on us. Man, the guys are going to go ape-shit over this." I was just about to call out to the others, but Nicholas grabbed my arm and dragged me inside, hurriedly closing our door. "Ssh. Wait a second," he was saying. "We just passed Anthony and Layne's door, and it was open. They don't have a bed." We were silent for a moment. "Reward for something?" I asked. Nicholas was smirking. "And what have we done, that others may not have done, to deserve a reward?" he queried. I looked into his big, brown, manly eyes and smiled back. I led him toward the bed, sat down, and pulled him down atop me.