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Bully in Panties - a new member
Ian and T spent the early hours of the morning fucking and sucking until the sun came up. Enjoying the pleasure of being macho, tough guys for the world to see and macho, panty-wearing gay boys when together. They fell asleep in the middle of the living room as they had many times before, sweaty and exhausted from hot man fun. Wearing only panties, garterbelts and stockings, both were a visual juxtaposition - masculine men, in lingerie.
When they awoke, it was close to 1 and they went about cleaning the room and themselves up. Ever present about the image they projected, the house was a private place where they usually wore lingerie exclusively. A fetish that both enjoyed. Enjoyed to the point that they had the other members of the gang wear and participate as well. It was not uncommon for these guys to go off after a night of drinking, partying and making trouble to end up in bed fooling around. They called themselves the X's. A group of 6 guys that generally wore jeans, boots of some kind and t-shirts with or without a button down and a denim jacket or even leather. All were similar builds - no shorter than 6 ft and built like healthy, young men are as some of them did construction work or other physical labor. They ranged in age from 20 at the young end to the two most senior members at 25 which were Ian and T.
The day went by uneventfully. Being a Saturday, it was all about what was going to happen that night. This was a special night for the X's, a possible new member was going to join. When Ian thought about it, he laughed to himself a little. The "gang" that they had was nothing more than a few guys who party and drink like most everyone does on the weekend. The only difference was that they liked to get into some trouble, picking fights or intimidating guys and girls as they did it. They had an attitude, a swagger that they built over time which put enough fear into people who knew them and some envy into others. It was respect that they believed they had built, stay out of my way or suffer my wrath.
This respect had the attention of a prospective new member to the gang. Greg was 21, and had seen the X's in action at the bars. A well built guy, he was 6' 2", 190 pounds and had worked with one of the other members in building a house so he had hung out casually with them a few times. He liked the guys in the gang because they treated him like an equal and they had things in common. Drinking and partying with them became a regular thing for Greg for nearly 4 months and finally, after some discussion, Ian and T and the rest of the gang decided Greg was ready for an "initiation" into the X's.
The initiation was that night. Greg was to come over to Ian and T's place alone. He would go through the same initiation that each member had before him. Nobody had ever quit the gang or not completed the initiation. Ian and T talked about how they hoped Greg would be a good new member for the gang. They smiled at each other, knowing that if Greg was ready, they would show him a whole new world that night.
Greg made his way to the house, at nearly Midnight. He was looking forward to being an official member of the X's. When he talked to the other members of the gang, they wouldn't let on about the "initiation" just that he should do whatever Ian and T say. He had no idea what to expect which made him nervous - what kind of hazing or embarrassing thing was he going to have to do? Would he have to fight someone? Steal something? Make an ass of himself? His mind raced as he reached Ian and T's house.
Greg knocked on the door, waited a moment, and the door opened, T greeted him with a warm smile: "Greg, good to see you buddy, get your butt in here. Ian and I were hoping you'd show, it's going to be a big night here at the X house."
Greg entered saying: "Thanks man, you make it sound like a fraternity when you call it the X house."
T: "Well, we are kind of like a band of brothers - being an X means you take care of one another - it's something we're all serious about. Are you serious about being a part of this Greg?"
G: "Hell yeah, you guys are the best. Man, I love partying with you guys, nobody ever fucks with you at the bar and if they do - BAM! They get it back twice as hard as they gave it."
T: "Cool, glad to hear you say that Greg, here comes Ian, I'll leave you two to talk in private - k? And remember, don't be nervous, I think you'll love being an X."
They shook hands as Ian walked up. "You guys planning something?" he said with a smile.
G: "Naw, it's all good Ian, I'm just looking forward to being an X. He told me there's nothing to worry about."
I: "I can't promise anything but if you're the kind of guy we think you are, you'll be an X tonight. Here, we start by pounding a few."
They each did a shot of Vodka. Then another, and another. In less than 30 minutes, Greg had been given 6 shots and he was feeling it as the alcohol got into his system. The buzz felt good. Ian was calling the shots to start, doing a shot every other time that Greg drank.
I: "So, how you feeling Greg? Got a buzz yet?"
G: "Yeah, got it coming on now, feels good. Is this a drinking contest or what?"
I: "Well, how about you hear some history? I'll tell you about how the X's started. It was me and T first, and we did the same initiation as you're going to go through tonight. It really hasn't changed much since that first time and since it works, why change it? You're going to stay here all night because you'll be in no shape to drive home tonight plus it's going to go pretty late I'm sure."
G: "OK, no problem - I can stay out as late as I want - got a roommate that I barely see anyway."
I: "Cool, now, you gotta trust me and T, ok? This is an initiation and it's important that you do this to be an X - if you don't, we don't want you in our gang. In fact, we don't ever want to talk to you again if you don't go through. OK?"
G: "You got it Ian, I'm not gonna flake out on you guys"
Handing him a shot, Ian watched him have another to fuel his buzz.
I: "That's good. You can't ever mention what happened either, it's a secret that we don't talk about in this gang. Being an X means you can keep your mouth shut to protect the X's."
G: "Gotcha, I won't tell a soul."
I: "Ok, you are going to go into the room next to the bathroom at the end of the hall. T is in there and he's going to start - you ready?"
G: "(clearing his throat) Yeah, wow, I'm still kinda nervous but it's good, I'm cool."
Ian reached into his pocket, pulling out a pair of pink panties, bikini style satin with lace trim and handed them to Greg. "This is the start, when you take these panties in your hand, you are officially beginning the initiation, you'll have to do what we say until the end. Take them from me when you are ready."
Greg took them from Ian, and inspected them. New panties that appeared to have never been worn.
G: "Panties? What are these for? Is there a chick in there with T or something?"
I: "Greg, no more questions, you're initiation began when you took the panties. Now get into that room with T and I'll be in in a bit."
Greg looked at the panties again and wondered to himself but said nothing. He walked to the end of the hall with Ian and entered the room. It was lit but T was not immediately visible. Ian closed the door to give them some time. He turned and walked back to the living room. He knew that within 30 seconds, Greg would back out or he would become an X.
Thinking back, Ian remembered the night that he and T had been "initiated" it was not a planned event, but much more spontaneous yet the things that happened that night would hopefully happen with Greg.
One minute. A minute had passed, a very good sign actually. Poor Greg had no idea that T had tons of experience which would leave Greg helpless. Hell, Ian was pretty much helpless on the night they had "initiated" one another. If Ian was the leader of the gang, T was the strong, driving force behind it.
3 minutes went by and no Greg. Ian looked down the hall, not that he could see through the door but he could see if people were near the door from the light at the bottom. It was just after midnight, they had all night and hopefully this "initiation" would be as good as the ones before it.
5 minutes went by, then 7, and finally 10. T and Ian had agreed that with any "initiation" T would need about 10 minutes alone with someone before Ian should join them. Ian poured a shot of vodka and downed it. He took the bottle and a shot glass and walked down the hall and stopped at the door. Putting his ear near the door he listened and heard virtually nothing, hopefully a good sign.
Carefully, Ian turned the knob and opened the door. Lights were about medium in the room and he continued to open the door, looking in to see what was going on. The sight was one he had seen before. There was a single chair in the middle of the room and a bed in the corner. He could see T and Greg at the single chair. Greg was sitting - from what it looked like he was naked, facing the door and Ian, his eyes closed, wincing as if he was in pain. Kneeling in front of Greg was the shape of T's body, naked except for a garterbelt, stockings and panties. Ian could see Greg had his hand on the back of T's head and there was a slow, deliberate motion down of T's head near Greg's crotch. A slurp/sucking sound became clear as Ian entered. Greg had not noticed Ian as he leaned back in the chair, T slowly sucking on his rigid cock.
Ian immediately got hard as he silently entered the room and moved to see the action in profile. As he could see more, Greg was not naked, he was in the same pink panties that he had been given by Ian only moments earlier. They were pulled to one side to free his cock for T's expert mouth. Ian watched as Gregs cock, slick with saliva disappeared into T's mouth which sucked it all the way to the base. Greg had his mouth open, in full extasy to what T was doing. It was so slow, so deliberate, as if T was telling Greg that he was in charge of this blow job and there was no hurry to make him cum. One of T's hands played with Greg's balls during the blowjob which made Greg wiggle his pantied ass.
Ian poured a shot and whispered to Greg to drink the shot. As if in a trance, Greg turned and took the shot, drinking it deep without missing a beat.
Ian reached down, pinching one of Greg's nipples, twisting it and pulling it. Then he did both, playing with Greg's nipples and grabbing his strong pecs. Greg could only moan, his body was filled with erotic pleasure and he was helpless to it. Ian and T had made this happen before with other X's.
Leaning over, Ian watched closely as T sucked on Greg. T was so good at sex with guys that Ian knew Greg wouldn't be able to resist him. He loved watching T seduce a straight guy. Watch as that guy went from fucking chicks to loving cock. It was all part of the "initiation" into the X's, just like what had happened that first night with T and Ian.
Ian turned to look Greg in the face, which was only inches from his. Greg's eyes were glazed over with lust. Ian leaned in and kissed him hard, a muffle came from Greg's mouth as Ian's tongue invaded. They're tongues wrestled as the kiss became more passionate, Greg took his hand off of T's head and held onto Ian's. They kissed deeply, tasting the vodka that still lingered in their mouths. Greg's moans went from moans of surprise and resistance to those of passion. All the while, T remained at a steady pace, sucking the cock with expert precision.
Ian broke the kiss and looked at Greg, this was his favorite part. Talking dirty. It turned him on so much to do it and it was finally time to give Greg his humiliation, make him an X.
I: "Look at you Greg, you're in panties aren't you? You little fairy, don't you know that boys don't wear panites? Panties are for girls? That is, unless you're a sissy boy, are you a sissy boy Greg?"
The questions were mostly rhetorical, not requiring an answer, they made Ian hot and always made T hot as well.
This time, Greg answered: "No.....not.....a .......sissy boy."
I: "Well, I'm not sure about that. You're dressed in panties, having your cock sucked by a guy in panties. Looks like a sissy boy to me. You just kissed a guy while in panties, that makes you sissy doesn't it?"
G: "Ahhhhhh, God......no."
I: "Looks like you love having T suck you. Did I tell you that T sucks cock better than anyone? You don't stand a chance with him sissy boy, you're gonna cum harder than you ever have because of him. You'll never get sucked this good by a chick, you'll beg to have him suck you again, and then you will be a sissy boy."
Greg moaned, as T sucked him closer to orgasm, and then backing off to prolong the session.
Ian undid his pants as he talked, they fell to reveal his panties, garter and stockings. Greg looked on in lust, not surprised, but even more turned on. In short order, Ian was standing before him in only the lingerie.
I: "See this baby? See how hard you have me? I only get hard for sissy boys so you must be one. You're going to be an X tonight for sure Greg. You'll never want to leave us, you'll want to do whatever we say won't you?"
As he finished, T stopped his sucking, using his hands to continue the consistent stroking of Gregs hard on....looked up and said: "Tell him Greg, tell him what you want."
G: "Oh god, I want to.....be a sissy....boy. Please, let me be one."
Ian smiled at T and T returned to sucking Gregs cock.
I: "You're getting close to being one boy. You'll be an X tonight when we finish with you." Ian knelt down and played with Gregs balls, making him squirm.
T lifted his head from the hard cock and pointed the head towards Ian with his hand. Ian silently leaned in and licked the head like an ice cream. Greg was groaning with each lick, his eyes closed, he wasn't aware that it was Ian on his cock now. T leaned in and they both licked the cock and Greg's body trembled....he realized that both guys were licking him, the sensation was unreal. Both Ian and T took turns sucking Greg. Each would talk dirty while the other was sucking so he knew who's mouth was working him.
Greg had entered the room a straight man, and was begging to be a sissy boy.
Ian let Gregs cock slip out of his mouth with a "pop" and T hungrily sucked it in. Standing next to Greg, Ian leaned down and kissed him deeply. This time, Greg tasted his own cock from Ian's mouth. It was intoxicating as they made out, tongues wrestled for what seemed to be ages.
Ian then broke the kiss and pulled his panties aside to release his cock. It sprang out. He moved his hips so that his cock brushed Greg on the face. So filled with lust, Greg opened his now willing mouth like a baby bird in search of food. Ian held Gregs head and guided his cock into the hot virgin mouth. T looked up from his front row seat, groaning in approval as he watched Greg take his first cock.
I: "Ahhhhh yeah. Good sissy, suck on my cock you little faggot. Little fags gotta have his cock doesn't he boy?"
Greg could only moan and obey.
I: "Take it slow, don't gag on it baby, you'll be able to practice as much as you can. Now you know what being an X means don't you? It means many things. It means you like to X-dress in panties and other lingerie. It means you are no longer straight, your X-straight because you're bi now, if not gay baby. You're not going to fuck around with many chicks because they can't do you as good as an X. You'll see, you may think girls are hot, and some still are, but only an X knows how to take care of an X."
Greg moaned, as his mouth and throat became used to this hard cock. He whimpered as T slid a finger into his ass without warning.
Ian looked down and saw the finger going in and smiled, it was T, he was ready to take the guys load, a signal to Ian to cum soon. T started to suck faster, bobbing up and down.
I: "You're gonna cum soon sissy, because that's what we want. When I cum in your sissy mouth, you have to cum in T's"
Greg moaned in approval.
Ian started to thrust, his hips back and forth as his cock slid in and out of the hot X-virgin's mouth. Groaning, grunting and talking dirty, Ian started getting close. T reached up and slid a finger into Ian's asscrack to make him explode. As his finger got into the panties and felt his hole, Ian looked down in surprise and hissed: "Unfair! Unghhhhhhhhhhhhh!
His cock spasmed, and came hard. White cum streamed from his cock into the X-virgin's mouth. He moaned and groaned, fucking the guys mouth. Greg did a capable job of sucking down all the cum but some did escape.
As Ian exploded, T thrust a finger deep into Greg's ass, making him cum harder than he ever had. Greg's entire body shuddered as his orgasm took over. T furiously sucked the cum from it as all three moaned in unison. Spasms of cum shot through all the bodies in the room and they moaned until drained.
Ian leaned in and made out with Greg again, tasting his fresh cum from the sissy's mouth.
T was licking the sissy's cock clean as it remained hard.
I: "So good Greg....such a good sissy boy. It's good to be an X isn't it?"
G: (panting) "Oh.....god......yes...so good to be an X."
Ian smiled at T - it was going to be a good night for sure.