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THE RITUALS OF THE PLEASURE CLUB
written by Naughty Timmy
Chapter 2: Boys and Their Toys
Two weeks had passed since Max's successful initiation into the Pleasure Club. He still couldn't believe it was a real thing. When he and Kayden had first started fooling around, he thought for sure he'd discovered Heaven. Never in a million years would he have imagined that he'd meet even more boys who were all just as horny as he was. Let alone have access to a place like The HoneyBone Hideout. Max still chuckled at the name. He thought it was hilarious. (Author's Note: Bad puns based on a 1970s television commercial for a shitty breakfast cereal is in no way, shape, or form even remotely hilarious. Only children would find it humorous. Lucky for us that all the Pleasure Club members are children, as this story wouldn't be nearly as hot if they weren't.)
He'd been back a couple of times to have some impromptu boy orgies (Boy-gies? Borgies??) with everyone, but right now he was spending some quality one-on-one time in Kayden's bedroom. Or would that be one-IN-one time, as Max was currently planted balls deep in Kayden's delicious ass. Kayden rested on his forearms with his ass raised in the air, his turgid boy cock flapping forward each time Max thrust into him. He loved being taken from behind like this, grunting every time Max's dick slid across his prostate and Max's sweaty balls wetly slapped against his 'taint.
"Oh fuck Maxie," Kayden moaned. "Fuckin' fuck me! Your dick feels so fucking good in my ass!"
Kayden only called Max "Maxie" while in the throes of passion. Max hated the nickname, but he'd let it slide as long as his dick was also sliding into Kayden's hole.
"Fuck yeah," grunted Max, "And your fucking ass feels so fucking good on my fucking dick!"
Max started thrusting faster, getting more turned on because of the dirty talk. Doing fuckin' while saying fuck was fucking fuck-a-licious. He leaned forward a bit and reached under Kayden and grabbed his dick, stroking the boy in time with his own thrusts. This sent Kayden's pleasure into overdrive, his entire body tensing up and letting out a low grunt as white-hot ropes of sweet boy cum blasted from his dick. His asshole spasmed on Max's pole, sending the boy into a state of pure bliss as he pumped his own load deep in his friend's bowels. Max collapsed on top of Kayden, and the boys lay panting, both recovering from their intense cums.
After catching his breath Max rolled off of Kayden and said, "That was so fucking awesome! Now YOU fuck ME!"
Kayden just shook his head and grinned. "You're such a horn dog, Max."
Max gave his best sad puppy dog look and teased, "Pleeeeese?"
"I guess it takes one to know one," Kayden said as he felt his dick start to get hard again. "But I don't know how much more of this I can take. We definitely need to schedule another ritual with the club."
"I'm glad you said that, because I was reading that book and I saw something I'd really like to try..."
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"Pleasures of Paraphernalia:
One of the characteristics that sets man apart from the lower species is the ability to create and use advanced tools to further one's quality of life. From farming machines that produce greater yields to medical equipment that makes life-saving operations safer and more efficient, human evolution has worked in tandem with these inventions to improve upon the bounties that nature alone cannot provide. The realm of pleasure is no exception to these occurrences.
While necessity is the mother of invention, concupiscence is without a doubt its father. Within the podium upon which rests this book, members will find a myriad of devices designed with the sole purpose of enhancing their lubricious proclivities to levels far beyond that which the flesh alone is capable. A detailed list of said devices, along with the purpose and proper use of thereof, can be found in appendix (5D, sec C) in the back of this book. Members are encouraged to experiment with whichever device inflames their passions. Members are cautioned, however, that these devices should only be used as an occasional supplement to their erotic endeavors, as prolonged or constant use can diminish one's ability to find satisfaction in simpler stimulations. This will result in the need for even greater debaucheries to produce the desired discharge, which can ultimately numb one into a state of permanent impotence."
~Excerpt from The Rituals of the Pleasure Club
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"Holy shit!" exclaimed Max as he rummaged through the big box of sex toys. "Where the hell did you guys get all of these?"
None of the other boys knew the answer to that question. The box had been in the hideout long before any of them had joined the club, hidden inside the podium where they kept The Rituals of the Pleasure Club book. None of the prior members that they'd asked knew either. Max had so many other questions he wanted to ask about the club. Who started it? When was it founded? Why did they start it? Who wrote the book? Where was it printed? Were there other clubs or was theirs the only one? But Max had more pressing issues to be concerned with. His rock hard boner pressing against the fabric of the Speedo he was wearing, to be specific.
All the boys were wearing their Speedos. It was pretty much the standard uniform whenever they were at the hideout. The boys loved the way it felt as the stretchy fabric hugged their privates and accentuated their gorgeous asses. And they all loved looking at each other's smooth hebetic bodies, lusting over the luscious treasures hidden beneath the erotic garment. In a weird way, it was even sexier than if they were fully naked.
Max had seen some sex toys on the internet, so he knew what a dildo, butt plug, pocket pussy, and a vibrator was. There were tons of the things in all shapes, colors, and sizes. But many of the things Max had never seen before. Weird looking pumps, clamps, a set of thin metal rods, a device with a bunch of knobs and what looked to be electrodes attached to it, a device shaped like a barrel cut in half lengthwise with a big rubber dick sticking out toward the ceiling, yet another device that looked like a small jackhammer- if jackhammers had a dildo attached to them.
"See anything you like, Max?" asked Dion.
"Fuck man, I don't even know where to start," an overwhelmed Max replied.
"I have an idea," said Izzy. "Let's give Max 'The Special Treatment'."
"What do I have to do?" asked Max.
"It's easy," said Kayden. "You just have to cum. You're gonna cum so hard and so much you won't even believe it. We're gonna make you cum so much you'll be begging us to stop, and then you're gonna cum again. We're gonna drain your balls of every last drop of spunk you have, and then you're gonna come again. And you're gonna keep cumming and cumming until your mind breaks and you turn into a drooling orgasm retard. And then... you'll cum again. Do you want the treatment?"
Max was super horny at this point, really excited, and more than a little bit scared. But the fear he felt just made his dick even harder. This was what he signed up for. He wanted this. No, he NEEDED it. His entire pubescent life had been a constant quest for pleasure, his appetites so voracious, momentarily satiated but never completely fulfilled. He trusted the boys completely, and knew that if anyone could finally quench his thirst, it was them.
"Let's do it," Max whispered.
Max was led to the same mattress that was used for his initiation. Restraints were brought out, and the boys attached leather cuffs to his wrists and ankles. His arms and legs were pulled in opposite directions and spread apart so his lithe 13-year-old form resembled the shape of an X. The chains attached to the cuffs were secured to posts at the four corners of the mattress. Max tested his bonds. There was no slack left in the chains, leaving his spread-eagled body completely immobile. Max's dick twitched as he pondered the situation. It was only the second time he'd been restrained, but there was something really erotic about being unable to prevent the assault of pleasures the boys were about to subject him to.
"Remember the codeword?" Kayden asked. Max shook his head in the affirmative. One of the core tenants of the club's rules was that no one would ever be forced to do something they didn't want to do. Should anything ever get too intense, Max could simply say "firetruck" three times in a row, and the ritual would immediately come to a halt. This allowed for role-play elements such as screaming "no" or "stop" without it bringing the fun to an end. Non-verbal codes were also available for rituals where one's mouth was gagged (either with an actual gag, a dick, OR one of those gags shaped like a dick...)
Wasting no time, Izzy grabbed a Hitachi Magic Wand and turned it to the highest setting. Max had seen a picture of one before. It was a simple device with a vibrating rubber muffin-shaped top attached to a cylindrical handle. He pressed the business end onto Max's Speedo-clad dick, right underneath the head. Max gasped as the powerful vibrations shot deep into his frenulum. The intensity of the sensation caught him completely off guard as he involuntarily fought against his restraints, the ferocity of the vibrations transferring throughout the front of his Speedo, causing a delicious tickling sensation to envelope his balls.
"Ooooohhhhhh fuuuuuuck!" moaned Max, unable to fully process just how fucking potent this feeling was. Constant waves of delicious delight flowed through his cock, causing him to thrust his pelvis forward as he felt his orgasm start to approach. He wanted to enjoy this feeling as long as possible but was powerless against the intensity of the assault. His body tensed and he curled his toes as his dick began to vomit the contents of his balls into his Speedo. His face was contorted into a twisted grimace of pleasure and a guttural "Uuuuugggghhhh!" poured from his throat as his asshole clenched in time with each spurt of his seed.
When his orgasm finally started to fade, Izzy removed the wand and Max lay panting, trying to come to terms with what had just happened. "Oh fuck (pant) oh fuck (pant) oh fuck that was (pant) so (pant) fucking good!"
Izzy immediately pressed the wand back onto Max's dick. The boy's eyes went wide as the powerful vibrations shot deep into the spongy tissues of his overly sensitive post-orgasm pole. The shock was too much for Max, who threw his head back and let out a high pitched squeal. "Oh fuck stop it's too much please I just came!" screamed the boy, as his body flailed futilely against his bonds.
But Izzy didn't stop, smiling wickedly as he ground the tool even harder into Max's crotch. Meanwhile, Kayden and Dion had each grabbed a wand of their own, attacking Max's package in tandem with Izzy. Every nerve in Max's dick was on fire with the most unrelenting stimulation the boy had ever experienced. He would have cum instantly had it not been for his prior orgasm just seconds ago. Kaydan and Dion had also each donned a vibrating glove, which had tiny rotors in the fingertips. They rubbed their hands all over Max's upper body, paying special attention to his nipples, which were hard enough to cut glass at that point. Izzy had a glove as well, cupping Max's ball sack and sending even more titivating tremors into the boy's loins.
Max was losing his mind. It felt so good. So very fucking god damned mother fucking good. The initial sting on his sensitive glans faded into a fuzzy warmness of pleasure that kept the boy right at the edge of orgasm. His entire body began to tremble as a long quivering moan escaped his lips. When his breath was spent he'd raggedly reinflate his lungs and repeat the process. The stimulation on his nipples and balls shot currents of delight towards the tip of his dick, which was now smashed between the three wands, one on each side and the third just under the head. And the pleasure went on and on and on.
Max had no idea how long it lasted. Max barely remembered his own name at this point. Time was meaningless. He had no past. He had no future. There was only now. And there was nothing but the pleasure.
But Max was wrong. He did have a future. And that future was orgasm. He let out a high pitched cry and his body went rigid as the pleasure passed the precipice of passion, his pummeled penis proficiently pumping out prodigious portions of percolating pearlescent pudding in an acutely alliterated action. The boys withdrew their toys as Max tried to regain enough composure to form a complete sentence. To say that "he lay there spent" would not only be an understatement, but also a phrase that the author of this story uses way too much.
Izzy went to attack Max a third time, looking at the bound and sticky boy with a mixture of lust and mischief, but Dion stopped him and said, "You gonna break him if you do that. Wouldn't want that to happen, at least not yet!"
Max couldn't believe how much and how hard he'd just cum. His speedo was positively gooey and his now deflating member felt kinda prickly and a little bit numb. But his brain was totally up for more even if his prick needed a rest.
"You made quite a mess you naughty boy!" Kayden mock-scolded as he removed the cuffs from Max's ankles. "Whatever are we going to do with you?"
Max grinned as the boys removed his Speedo and proceeded to lick off the cum that was stuck to his body. The three flitting muscles awoke Max's cock yet again, returning it to its full tumescence and sensitivity. Dion and Izzy taped a vibrating egg to each of Max's nipples, while Kayden lubed up Max's asshole and worked his finger deep inside. When Max was sufficiently loosened, Kayden grabbed a buttplug vibrator with an upwardly bent tip, which when inserted came to rest right on Max's prostate. Max's legs were re-shackled and the devices turned on.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Max screamed, as the currents of pleasure suddenly flowed through his body. The plug in his ass violently assaulted his prostate, sending harsh waves of rapture crashing through his dick and balls. The eggs on his nipples were injecting their own sweet sensations, which flowed down Max's torso and converged with the energy of the plug, completing the circuit of pleasure and leaving Max in an unrelenting loop of absolute ecstasy. His dick had never felt this good, and nobody was even touching it.
The boys resumed caressing Max with the gloves, running their vibrating fingers along the sides of his writhing body and up and down his inner thighs. It was an agonizingly addictive sensation of tickling intensity that took him even farther beyond the realm of ordinary pleasures. His dick began to leak a steady flow of clear precum as his asshole convulsed around the girth of the plug, which caused it to grind even harder against his pulsating prostate.
Max's mind again began to drift off into an orgasmic sub-space, unable to use any of its processing power to do anything except register the explicit bliss he was experiencing. Every organic system in his entire body existed only to fuel the furnace of his penile passions. It was unlike any orgasm he'd ever had before. Instead of violent waves of discharge, his pleasure reached a similar level but just held there, his quivering cock simply oozing his ejaculate like a slow faucet, locking him into a freeze-frame at the pinnacle of pleasure that just went on and on and on. His entire body was as stiff as his dick, his voice escaping in a prolonged monotonous moan as he slowly spilled every drop of cum he had.
The other boys admired their handiwork as Max slowly recovered from his orgasmic ordeal. He looked so cute as he lay there panting, his lissome body glistening with sweat as his still twitching cock burped out the last of his load. The eggs on his nipples and the plug in his ass continued to churn away, keeping him in a state of arousal in spite of the fact that he didn't think he could cum again.
Kayden slurped up a big mouthful of Max's cum off of his body, and planted a deep kiss on Max, transferring the treat into his lover's greedy mouth. They both moaned as their tounges intertwined, sharing the sweet flavor of Max's essence.
Dion produced a thin metal rod that was about the diameter of a pipe cleaner. The tip was rounded and the other end had a small ring attached to it. He showed it to Max and said, "This is a 'sounding rod'. Not sure why it's called that, probably because of the sounds you'll make when it's stuck in your piss hole."
"Firetruck firetruck firetruck!" yelled Max, his eyes wide as saucers. "No fucking way you're putting that in my dick!"
The other boys just laughed. "Don't worry Max," said Izzy. "None of us have ever used them either. We just wanted to see how you'd react."
For a second, Max did consider letting the boys use the rod on him. He was so fucking aroused at this point he was pretty much up for anything. He'd do anything for Kayden, and was sure he'd submit if the boy pressed the issue. But it just didn't seem like it would feel good at all, and luckily the subject was changed.
"You gonna run away if we let you out of these cuffs?" asked Kayden.
"No fucking way dude!" exclaimed Max. The boy was so exhausted by this point that he didn't even think he could stand, let alone run. But even if he could, there was no other place he'd rather be than right where he was at. The boys released his limbs from the restraints and he sat up, trying to rub some of the circulation back into his wrists. The plug in his ass shifted again, sending more waves of vibrating bliss into his prostate, causing a moan to escape his mouth and a fresh flow of pre to dribble from his skyward pointing prick.
"Shit Max, if the cuffs were too tight you should have said something," Kayden said.
"Naw it's cool," replied Max. "It wasn't super tight, and there's something about not being able to move while you guys were doing that stuff to me that really turned me on."
"Well they're going back on then," said Kayden. "We're gonna put on a little show for you, and you're gonna have the best seat in the house!"
Dion and Izzy brought over the half-barrel thing that Max had seen earlier. The rubber dick attached to it was a little larger than Dion's dick, but it was nothing that Max didn't think he could take. While they were busy lubing it up, Kayden reattached the cuffs to Max's wrists, although this time the chains were fastened to a hook that hung from the ceiling. A winch was pulled and Max's arms were raised above his head until he was resting on his knees, his dick still oozing that sweet sweet precum. Or was that post-cum? Post-precum?? Fuck, so much cum!
Max grunted as Izzy removed the buttplug, his gaping asshole now feeling very empty and alone. That situation was soon rectified as the boys slid the device between his legs and helped Max slowly lower himself onto the rubber phallus until its entire length was nestled completely up his ass. A switch was flipped and the dildo started to vibrate as hidden mechanics within the barrel started moving it a few inches out and then back into his hole. A reservoir inside occasionally pumped out additional warm lubrication, keeping his asshole nice and slick. Max started moaning as the apparatus steadily assaulted his prostate, fucking him with uniform mechanical precision.
Another machine was produced, this one shaped like a soup can, but it was made of plastic and looked like some kind of weird Star Trek device. There was a hole in the bottom and the inside was lined with a soft silicone tube with little nubs all around the interior. Kayden lubed it up and placed Max's dick into the opening, pressing the instrument all the way to the base of Max's horny little pole. A button was pressed and the machine whirled to life, the interior vibrating as something gripped his cock around the tube, moving up and down his length like a phantom hand as a firm suction beckoned his cum hither.
Max grabbed the chains that were attached to the cuffs and held on for dear life. He gritted his teeth against the relentless stimulation and grunted as the vibrations from the eggs ceaselessly bore into his overly sensitive nipples, and the milking and fucking machines mercilessly manipulated him from the front and the back. Kayden was right, this was the best "seat" in the house!
Kayden, Dion, and Izzy removed their Speedos, finally freeing their own aching hard-ons. They'd all gotten so turned on making Max cum, but none of them had yet blown a load themselves. They all sat down in front of Max. Dion leaned down in front of Kayden and took the boy's dick into his mouth. Kayden let out a moan as Dion worked his shaft while simultaneously using his free hand to play with his balls. Izzy got behind Kayden and Kayden leaned his head back on Izzy's chest, kissing the boy passionately while Izzy flicked his fingertips across Kayden's nipples.
Max couldn't take it anymore. Watching these three hot boys messing around would have turned him on under any circumstances. But seeing them do those things while every erogenous zone in his body was ablaze with stimulation was just too much. He was going to cum again. Holy fucking shit, despite all he'd already done he was going to cum again!
"Oh fuck oh fuck AAARRRGGGGHHHH!" screamed Max as he exploded, the relentless rod in his ass pushing his orgasm forward, passing it to the machine in the front, which greedily milked his load out of his urethra. Wave after wave of orgasmic bliss rose with each thrust, each shot more powerful than the last, causing the boy to squeal with each spasm until he felt his balls were completely empty. As Max started to come down from the high of the cum he'd just had, he noticed that the device in his ass started thrusting even faster, and the suction on the machine in front grew even more intense. His dick was way too sensitive at this point, almost painful and way more intense than anything Max had ever felt before.
"Oh god fuck fuck fuck no no I can't it's too much no stop I can't take it I'll go craaaazy!" Max screamed. But the machines didn't stop. They just kept up their unwavering automatic assaults without any concern for the feelings of the boy. Max knew he could use the codeword, but he knew he'd never forgive himself if he did. He'd been chasing his limits from the day he had his first orgasm, and by fuck, today he was going to catch them!
Kayden was now on all fours, Dion kneeling behind with his hands on Kayden's hips and fucking the boy's ass at a steady pace, while Izzy had his hands on Kayden's head as he fucked his mouth with equal zeal. Kayden was in his own pleasure zone, grunting at Dion's thrusts and occasionally gagging when Izzy fucked too deep, while his steel hard dick rocked back and forth as Dion's low hanging nuts slapped against his own. Max loved seeing Kayden in such a state. He often jacked off while thinking about Kayden getting fucked like this. Knowing Kayden was experiencing such intense pleasure brought Max great pleasure as well.
Max's dick finally started to lose its painful sensitivity, replaced by the warm rising pressure of the onset of yet another orgasm. He could no longer distinguish the individual sensations being applied, his asshole and his dick just merged into one giant area of pleasure. The boys had started fucking Kayden even faster, and blew both their loads into each end of the boy at the same time. Kayden let out even louder grunts, as squirt after squirt of hot boy cum blasted from his dick. This sent Max beyond the point of no return, his empty balls producing no more sperm, but the feeling of cumming just as intense as anything he'd felt during this ritual. The pleasure kept building and building, the world around him fading away as his vision went fuzzy and passed out from the intensity.
Max woke up on his back with Kayden lying on his side next to him. The boy had his head propped up on his left hand while he stroked Max's chest with his right. Max was no longer bound and the toys had been put away. His dick, nipples, and asshole felt slightly numb, but it was a comfortable sensation. He was feeling something he'd never felt before. Complete and total sexual satisfaction.
"Did you like playing with the toys?" Kayden asked.
Max did like it. He liked it very very much. But he liked Kayden even more than the toys. Horn dog Max had finally found what he was looking for, and realized that he'd already had it for an entire year. Max had Kayden, and for the first time in his life, he didn't want more.
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