(Author's note: My first story went up on Nifty 15 years ago this month. About 6 weeks after that I made my first donation to the Nifty Archives. When I finished posting "Getting Eric" in March of last year, I thought I had written my last story. But here's one I just finished).
Beer Joint
Me and Billy Ridgeway have been friends ever since we both can remember. And on this Friday night we were on our way to the beer joint, or as me and Billy call it "the joint." It's right across the county line, on a back road that everybody knows about but nobody will admit to. It's main feature, aside from selling beer, is that they don't worry about ID cards.
Me and Billy are 19, out of high school two years, and both of us work at the mill. Most guys in our town work at the mill, since there aren't many other jobs open in our part of the country. And while we're driving there, Billy is telling me how he wants to get Jed Rencher.
"Why's that, Billy?" I asked. We've known Jed all the way through school, and he works at the mill too, but on a different shift from us.
"He owes me $200 and he can't pay up. So I told him it's gonna be his ass."
"What'd you lend him $200 for? You know he's never good for the money." I was surprised Billy had that much money to lend, since we each are trying to live on our own and the mill don't pay much.
"That's why it's gonna be his ass. He swore he would pay me back next payday, but that due date has come and gone, and I know he'll be drinking tonight. He can afford to drink because he never pays his debts. Well it's gonna end now."
Mostly me and Billy are kind of easy going. We played football and baseball in school, but outside of the sports games we don't mess with folks much. Live and let live is what I say.
Billy took his eyes off the road to shot me a real hard look.
"Are you with me on this?"
"Well sure, Billy, but I just-"
"He owes me a damn $200 and he won't pay up!"
"Ok, Billy. Sure." No point in getting worked up. Anyhow maybe Jed won't even be there.
Well when we got there, the parking area looked like a used car lot. None of us had money for new cars, and we all knew how to keep old ones running. Billy's truck had seen its share of miles.
You could hear the noise from inside before we even got the doors open. Noise was a good thing, because it meant everybody was happy and having a good time. It's when things get suddenly silent that you better watch out, because it means something's about to happen.
We grabbed a couple of beers from the bar and got ourselves a table at the back where Billy said we could keep an eye on everything. By everything I was sure he meant Jed Rencher.
Beer makes you sweat, and a crowded room can do that too, and after a little while everybody seemed to have sweat dripping off their faces. Sweat and noise and beer – that makes the perfect Friday night.
"There he is now" Billy said suddenly, starting to get up.
I put a hand on his arm. "Wait till he isn't looking around the room. We can get him when he goes to the bathroom."
"Ok. Remember that last stall is the small one, but it'll be the best for what I want to do."
"Which is?"
"Wait and see." He was getting slightly drunk by now, and the look in his eyes gave me a shudder.
I watched Jed as he chatted with other guys. It was mostly guys here. In fact on Friday nights very few guys brought dates. It was considered sort of a guys night out kind of thing, and anybody bringing a date knew she would be hit on by guys getting hornier the drunker they got and there would be a fight, so we tried to keep things simple: no dates on Friday night.
Watching Jed I knew we could take him. In high school he had been something, one of those `best all around' kind of guys. Tall and dark haired with long arms and legs, he could hold his own on the football field or the wrestling team. But now two years later, I was sure Billy and I could take him.
When we saw Jed head to the bathroom, we got up and followed. He never looked back. The bathroom wasn't crowded right at that moment, so we grabbed him and hauled him into the last booth. And Billy was right, it was a tight squeeze getting the three of us in there.
Jed started pleading right away.
"Billy, please man, I told you I didn't have the money. I'm gonna pay you back."
We were holding him tight; I had both arms pulled behind him as we pushed him forward to the toilet seat. Billy was grabbing him by the back of his jeans and then finally reaching around and popping the top snap in front. They came down right away. He had briefs that were faded and old, but I noticed in the front there were piss stains and maybe something more. That interested me, and I was surprised at myself. Seeing another guy get forcibly stripped was a new experience for me, and I had the uneasy feeling that maybe it was a turn on.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not gay and Billy isn't gay and I don't think anybody at our school was gay. I'm sure nobody at the mill is, or they wouldn't last long around there, I can guarantee it. We don't put up with stuff like that.
"Billy, man, don't beat me up."
"I told you what would happen if you didn't pay it back, didn't I?"
"Yes."
"Well, what did I say would happen?"
"That you'd take it out on me."
"No, Jed. I didn't say that. I said it would be your ass if you didn't pay."
"Same thing."
"Not exactly" and with that Billy yanked down Jed's briefs and told me to hold his arms on the toilet seat. He went over to where they kept the soap, and brought back a handful of soapy suds.
I looked at Jed's white butt. I would have thought it would be hairy with him being dark haired and all. A lot of guys on the team even in 10th grade were getting hairy butts. But his was white and smooth.
It was when he felt Billy's soapy hand rubbing his butt crack that he knew what was about to happen.
"No, Billy, please man. Not that. Nobody ever- I mean come on and beat me up. I won't fight you and you can do whatever you want."
"That's what I'm about to do now, Jed. Whatever I want. And you know what that is."
Jed gave out a sound and Billy said "Shut up. You make any noise and I'll go out and bring in a couple of guys we both know and let them have you too. You don't want that, do you?"
Jed just sort of whimpered. Billy began inserting a soapy finger up Jed's hole. Jed bucked but kept quiet. I could hear a sort of moaning sound as he breathed, but he was trying his best to do what Billy said. Billy got two fingers going, and Jed twisted his head trying to look over his shoulder to see if anything more was in store.
That gave me the chance to notice that even just with two fingers up him, Jed was starting to get an erection. Billy had a big grin as he dropped his jeans and shorts and soaped up his dick. I realized I was seeing more dicks tonight than anytime since dressing out in the locker rooms at school. It was actually giving me a buzz as I watch Billy drive that thing in Jed.
"Damn, he's really tight. Nobody ever been up your hole, Jed?" he asked.
"No" Jed groaned as Billy was picking up speed. "Well there's a first time for everything. And from here on out you'll always remember I was the first one to ever fuck you up the butt. Right, Jed?"
I was seeing things tonight I had never even imagined. The worst part was that it was giving me a tremendous erection. As I've said, I'm not gay, but I never imagined I would get such a charge out of something like this. I noticed Jed's erection was bobbing back and forth and even starting to drip. It seemed to be turning him on too.
The squishy sounds coming from Billy's dick action thrusting up Jed were getting louder. I heard the bathroom door open and close several times during all this, and a lot of flushing, but nobody knocked on the stall where we were.
Then suddenly Billy came, sweat dripping off his face and falling down on Jed's back. After Billy pulled out, gasping for breath, he told me it was my turn now. If I hadn't been so hard, I might have declined since I don't do stuff like that. But I knew this was an opportunity that might never come again, so I wiggled around, got behind Jed and dripped my jeans and damp briefs. Billy went out to the basin and washed his hands and came back.
I trust into Jed and it was awesome. It was like my dick had been waiting my whole life for that feeling. Billy's cum and the soaping made my thrusts smooth. It was hot to know my dick was travelling along the path of Billy's cum. But it was so tight in there, and so hot. I never imagined a guy's hole could be this good.
I slapped Jed's butt as I powered along. His butt was hard like solid marble, and just as smooth. It was an incredible feeling. Plus his ass muscles or channel or whatever seemed to be massaging my dick and the tip felt like it was super sensitive.
I realized Jed was jacking his own dick awhile I was power pushing his hole.
"Way to go, Jed. You must like this too."
As I said that, I realized Billy was filming this on his cell phone. I almost stopped.
"What?" I asked him. This was too weird.
"Your face isn't in the scene. Just him and your dick." Billy said quietly. Jed groaned. Then I went back to thrusting and Jed's groan became a moan, deep and husky like a real need was being met. He was whacking his meat faster now. Damn that was an odd scene, me fucking him and him jacking off at the same time.
When I started to cum I grabbed Jed's shoulders pulling him back. I had his back against my chest as I fired off into him, and I could see he was firing off at the same time, whacking the hell out of his dick. I could feel his smooth butt against my pubes, and his ass gave tight spasms as I finished my load. I was exhausted by the time I pulled out, sweating more than ever.
I wanted to wash my dick off, but I couldn't take the chance of someone walking in and seeing me washing my still half hard dick in the wash basin. I pulled up my clothes and Billy and I went out. Jed was still sort of stunned, plus some cum was beginning to leak out of his butt. As we left, I saw him grabbing some toilet paper for a butt plug. I thought for a second about how that was my cum and Billy's all mixed together up inside him, and it made me sort of proud.
We grabbed some beers ands sat down again at the table. Neither of us said anything. I looked up and Jed was coming our way. He didn't sit down, but did lean in to ask quietly, "Does that make us even?"
"Except for the $200" Billy said evenly.
Jed nodded, his eyes still looking down and not at us. Finally he looked up. "So...until I pay, this might happen again?"
Billy nodded, his eyes never leaving Jed's.
Jed sighed. "Well...that's ok" he said and turned and walked off. I watched his butt with a new fascination.
On the drive home, I asked Billy if he had given any thought to making Jed blow him.
"Already done that the last time."
"The last time? You lent him money before?"
"I lent him $100 last time and when he didn't pay I made him blow me. In that same stall we used tonight."
"Wait. You never got the first hundred back and then you lent him two on top of that?"
Billy grinned. "Yep."
"I don't get it. You paid a total of $300 for a blow job and a butt fuck."
"It wasn't actually that good a blow job."
"Isn't that kind of expensive sex?"
"Well he still owes me. And now I've got more than that. I've got him on video. He knows if I ever got mad and uploaded this anywhere, the guys at the mil would kill him for sure."
"Billy, that would be awful."
"That's why it's worth $300. It means he has to stay in line. And besides he still owes me the money."
I was quiet the rest of the way home. My dick felt really sticky in my pants, and it was still half hard. I never would have thought I would have such an experience. I'm glad I'm not gay, because I sure could get used to stuff like this.
When Billy pulled up in front of where I live, he leaned over and clapped me on the shoulder.
"Well, tonight you became a man. Right?"
I looked at him a moment without answering, and then I took a deep breath and asked, "Billy, can I have a copy of the video?
He just grinned from ear to ear.
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