The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

Chapter 10 - Where Are We?

A few days later, I got a text at 6am that said `wait outside your house. Be ready in 10 minutes. Bring nothing with you except the clothes you wear.' Here we go again, I thought. I was still asleep, so I barely had enough time to splash water on my face and take a piss. Taking care of anything else was out of the question. I grabbed a glass of juice and some bread with jam, and then went to wait on the street. The black SUV pulled up and the masked guys opened the door for me. I entered and four other pledges were already there. At least I think they were pledges as they had a black hood over their heads. I sat down and also received a hood. I wondered what great fun (sarcastically) they had in store for us. We drove a bit further and picked up the sixth guy. One of the pledges began talking and was immediately told to shut up. We rode in silence for what seemed like half an hour before the vehicle stopped again. The door opened and we were told to get out. We stumbled outside and I could only hear the sound of the SUV, and running water nearby. I figured maybe a creek or river. The hoods were removed and we were in the middle of nowhere. I mean really in the middle of nowhere. I thought I was pretty familiar with the whole area but there were no reference points at all.

"Remove your shirts pledges." We did it quickly and they were taken away from us. "Now remove your pants." I had a feeling we were going to end up naked, yet again. I was thankful that I'd worn underwear, unlike Austin who was now naked. Guess he felt stupid. We were then told to stand shoulder to shoulder, side by side and raise our hands out in front of us. One at a time we were handcuffed to the guy next to us. I had Alex on one side and Brandon on the other. Now all six of us were connected.

"Today your challenge is simple. You just need to get home. Along the way, if you think as a group and pay attention, you will find some markers that have such items as food and water, a few gifts that we have left for you, some additional challenges which have rewards, and the final marker which has the key to your handcuffs. One you arrive home, email us from your own computer to let us know you have arrived. See you later pledges." He jumped back in the car and they drove off.

So here we were all in our underwear, except for naked Austin. Our first surprise came from Alex. "Austin, I came prepared bro. I'm wearing my speedos under my underwear, just in case they decided to make us go swimming. You can have my underwear." He quickly lowered his hand, and mine, removed his shorts to hand to Austin who was thankful beyond belief. At least now we only looked like escape convicts, not perverts. We looked at our surroundings. There was a large creek, a small hill in the distance and big boulder about 20 feet high.

"So what first?" asked Darren.

"Why don't we try to get to the top of the boulder first to see if we can see anything else?" suggested Randy. We agreed and headed over to it to climb. Normally it would take a few seconds, but with all of us handcuffed together, it took considerably longer. Once at the top, we took a look around, each of us staring off in a different direction. Brandon announced that he thought he saw something downstream, so we all looked at what appeared to be a flag flying. After carefully scrambling down the rock, we made our way toward our target. It turned out to be one of the Q banners. Good choice. Test one was passed. There was a note pinned to it.

Randy read it. "Across the river and one kilometre north lies the first reward." So we now had to work to get across the creek together. We searched for a good place to cross that wasn't too rocky or running too fast. The only bad part was that it looked at least waist deep. Austin was at one end of our group with a hand free, so started into the water first.

"Wait." Said Darren. "If we have a whole day ahead of us, I would prefer not to be wearing wet underwear and shoes. I'm gonna throw my stuff across so that it's dry." We all agreed that this seemed to make sense.

We removed our shoes, socks and underwear. I put my socks in one shoe and my underwear in another and recommended we tie the shoes tight at the top to prevent the clothes from falling out as we threw them. It wasn't far enough across to make it a problem to get to the other side, so we all made the throw easily enough. Of course now we were naked again. This was becoming a regular thing. We crossed slowly as we were painfully reminded of each slip or movement the guy attached to us made. If one of us went down, the rest would too. Fortunately we got across easy enough, rubbed the excess water off ourselves, and waited to air dry enough to get dressed. We debated which direction was north so we could continue. Austin was the first to point out that the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and since it was early morning, the sun had just begun to rise. So determining north was easy according to him. Brandon argued the point, but the rest decided to go with Austin. After all he'd been a boy scout for a couple years, and Brandon was a jock. You do the math. We eventually dried enough, got dressed and took off for our kilometre walk, having no idea what we were looking for. It didn't take long to cover ground and we got used to the closeness of the guy next to us pretty quickly, although the handcuffs were really uncomfortable. At one point I paraphrased a scene from `The Fugitive'.

"Listen up Ladies and Gentlemen! Our Fugitives have been on the run for 90 minutes, and at four miles per hour, that's a radius of 6 miles. We're gonna do a hard target search of every gas station, residence, warehouse, farm house, hen house, outhouse and dog house. Your fugitive's names are the dumbass pledges of the Q." Everyone laughed and then the jokes began as we got closer to our destination.

A bear walks into a bar and says to the bartender, "Hey! Could I get a gin and................................ tonic?" The bartender frowns and says "Ah, sure, but why the big pause?" The bear shrugs. "Just born with them, I guess."

I know...groan! hehe. Now back to the story.

In the distance I saw a cow, so we decided to head over to it, as it seemed a bit out of place. When we got there, we found another note and a cup. `You'll be thirsty by now. Enjoy.'

"Seriously? They couldn't leave Appletinis or a bottle of water? They leave a cow?" remarked Randy. "A fucking cow? Anyone know how to milk this thing?"

Brandon offered first, and got under it to try getting something. He grabbed one of the teats and pulled. Nothing. He tried a few times and nothing happened. Then Darren tried, followed by Austin and me. Still nothing. I was beginning to think we should just pick up the cow and shake it until it exploded like a soda can. All I could think about after watching the poor cow have its udder pulled on for so long, was that if someone had been pulling on me that long, they definitely would have gotten milk. Alex was the last to go, and surprised us all by getting results. He quickly filled the cup and we drank the warm milk. Kinda gross, but when you're thirsty, I guess almost anything would do. No wonder some of these survival guys drink their own piss. I would settle for the warm milk.

"Now what?" asked Brandon as we finished the milk. We wondered if we should take the cow with us, but decided against it. The only visible sign of anything was a hill in the distance pretty much in the direction we had been heading, so we continued on. Before we were halfway there, we came across a large ravine. To the left it got wider as it headed away from us. To the right it got narrower, so the decision was easy, we headed right. As the ravine came to an end, we found another flag marker with a large purple circle painted on the ground. Inside were six envelopes, five candies, a one litre bottle of water, and a felt pen, as well as a note which read. `Each of you pick an envelope and read the dare out loud. The person with the number 1 will read first.

We selected an envelope and read them. Darren went first. "Your dare is to swap the dares of each guy, and give them to another person. No person is allowed to keep the dare he started with, except for you." He looked at the back of the paper to see if there was more to it. "That's it?" he said.

Randy went next "from now until the next marker, you will put your hands inside the underwear of the guy next to you and hold onto his dick and balls." He smiled until Darren reminded him he couldn't keep that one. He actually looked disappointed as the guys on either side of him were Alex and Darren.

I read mine next. "Give one candy to each pledge. Since there is not one for you, you will share theirs, using only your mouth. Continue until all candies are gone. You may only suck it and not crush or swallow them."

Alex read his aloud next "Using the felt pen, write something funny on the penis of every guy, except yourself. Each member will take a picture of it when they return home and send it with their email. If we think that each one is inventive or funny, we will reward you."

Brandon gave us his next, "Lie on your back. Have help in getting your legs over your head. Masturbate until you cum into your own mouth. The protein will be good for you. Drink half the bottle of water when finished. Give the other half to ONE other person to finish."

Austin had the final task to be read "You will kiss each guy for a minimum of 15 seconds using open mouths and tongue. If the others think the kiss was adequate, you may move to next guy, if they didn't, you will have another 15 seconds with him. Once finished, select two guys to kiss each other for one full minute."

Wow these tasks were pretty tough. Darren was first as he had to swap tasks around. He had all of us put our tasks in front of us so he could see them before moving them around. It looked like this.

Brandon -- masturbate and water Randy -- hand on crotches Alex -- felt pen penises Austin -- kiss Justin -- share candies

He thought about it carefully before moving them around. He tried several scenarios until he thought he had it right, and despite offers of help from the guys and complaints from others, he settled on the following.

Randy -- masturbate and water Austin -- hand on crotches Justin -- felt pen penises Alex -- kiss Brandon -- share candies

So we began. I went first and had to write on each guy's dick. Of course with all of us tied together, this was no easy task. We had to move around, bend over and twist so that I could get each guy's shorts down, and have enough movement to write. I thought of all sorts of things. I guess my sense of humor helped. On one guy I wrote suck here' with an arrow pointing towards his tip. Another I made a face using his pee slit as the mouth. The third I put a forked tongue coming out of the slit to make it look like a snake with slanted eyes and some scales. The fourth dick, which was Brandon's big thing, I made into a ruler. Starting at 1 inch then pulled his skin tight so I could add different lengths. When I let the skin go, it looked like it was three inches, but if he grew; it would show more and more of the ruler until he was at 9. I was pretty proud of myself for that one. I even marked it off with all the little measurements like ¼", ½" etc. to look like a real ruler. The guys liked that one too, even Brandon, who thought maybe it would make a great tattoo. On the final cock, which was uncircumcised, all I did was draw a dotted line around his foreskin where his head and shaft met. At the top, I drew a pair of scissors, so it looked like one of those cut here' symbols. Then on his shaft I drew a small identification card that said `foreskin donor card'. My task was over, and the guys thought I had done a great job as they showed each other their dicks. Probably the only time they'd willingly whip it out and wave it around. We all had a good laugh.

Alex volunteered to go next and did a good job of kissing everyone to the satisfaction of the guys. Some got into it and obviously liked it, especially Randy and I. Randy got hard as a result, which was certainly no surprise. He selected Randy and me to kiss for the full minute, which I would have to remember to get even with him for.

Then we decided that since we had already kissed, Brandon would go next and share the candies with us. It seemed like a bit of a kissing thing too, but not as intense as we swapped the hard Werthers candy back and forth between our mouths and Brandon's. I was glad of the taste of the candy as I was getting hungry.

We knew Austin was last as he had to keep his hand on crotches until our next task. Fortunately, he was at the end of the line, so he would only have to grab one crotch, which was Darren, next to him. Good choice on that. Darren made the swap and chose himself to receive it, picking a guy at the end to minimize the task. Pretty smart. All that left, was for Randy to lie on his back and cum in his own mouth. If I knew Randy, this would be an easy task for him too. I would guess that he would take all our loads if we asked him. His only tough choice was to decide who would get the other half of the bottle of water, which I think we all wanted by now. We moved into position as Randy got naked. Once again it was difficult as he had to jerk off with his hands cuffed to Darren and Alex. We laughed a bit as we all watched him use his right hand to jerk off, forcing Alex to move his own hand in time with the movement. Austin and Brandon at the ends of the line were in the easiest positions to hold Randy's legs over his head. He shot quickly and I was surprised to see that he could actually get the head of his dick into his mouth. I had to remember to try to see if I could do that. He finished, licked his lips, and smiled as we helped him up and got the water for him. He drank half of it as the task required, then looked at everyone. He apologized, but we all knew he could only select one. He chose Alex, citing the reason that he was the one that had to kiss everyone, and probably had a dry mouth and sore lips. I guess it made sense. I kinda wanted to kiss Alex after that to suck the moisture out of him if I could.

We still had no idea which way to go, but agreed to take everything with us, in case it might come in handy later, especially the water bottle. We continued towards the hill; Austin with his hand inside Darren's underwear, holding onto his junk. Better him than me. I'd have been rock hard the whole way. We were trying to decide whether to go all the way around the hill, which looked like it could be miles and miles, or go over it. Out decisions was made for us, as one of the guys saw a small flag three quarters of the way up, near a clump of bushes. So, up we went. I was truly exhausted by the time we got there, but a nice surprise of food and water was waiting. We ate under the shade of the bushes and relaxed for a bit. When we had devoured everything, we climbed to the top of the hill, which was definitely the right move, as we could now see the town in the distance. One problem. Between us and the town was a thick forest and the main river. I knew from exploring the woods that we had a pretty tough road ahead. It was full of thorny brush like raspberries and blackberries. These things had sharp thorns and were a bitch on your skin, even when you were wearing long pants and long sleeved shirt. We were practically naked. I voiced my concern to the guys and thought maybe we should go the long way around.

"That's like 10 fucking kilometres" said Brandon. "If we just go slow and carefully we could be home in an hour." The guys discussed it and we were torn half and half. Those of us that knew the woods did not want to go through it. The others felt it would be better to just get it over with and go home, even if we got a few scratches. In the end, although it was still a 50-50 split, we decided to give the woods a try, and if it was really too difficult, we would go around. A sensible solution that we all agreed to. The river would pose another challenge, but being that close to home, I didn't care.

We got to the edge of the woods and slowly made our way through them. It was thick and we inched our way along, holding the thorny branches as carefully as we could to get past them, but it wasn't easy. I still got stabbed a few times and I heard Darren yell as one caught his leg. Austin in the lead was getting the worst of it. At one point, one of the branches slipped out of his hand and hit him hard. It snagged his underwear and tore a big hole in it, not to mention a slight gash in his leg, enough to draw blood. He was more concerned over Alex's underwear that he was borrowing and offered to replace them.

"Don't worry about it dude." Said Alex "I have lots." We made sure that he wasn't bleeding too badly before we continued. By the time we finally got out the other side, he wasn't the only one with ripped underwear. We all looked like we had been beaten by gladiator whips. Although none of us were feeling too hot, it was actually a funny sight, and caused a lot of hilarity as we looked at ourselves. If we didn't look like escaped convicts before, we certainly did now. Cut to pieces, bleeding, ripped underwear, exposed parts, dirty and exhausted. We sat down to rest and I noticed Alex looking at his penis inside his speedos. I looked over at him.

He showed me his dick and it had a lot of cuts on it. "Ouch! That's going to be a bitch." I commented causing a few other guys to look at themselves well. Only Austin seemed worse off. He had caught his balls too. It was suggested that maybe we should head over to the river and wash up a bit to see how bad it was. The walk only took us a few minutes, where we washed up the best we could, considering we were tied together. We helped each other and didn't even hesitate to get naked to avoid getting clothes wet. After checking each other for any major cuts or thorns stuck in us, and managing to get any real bleeding to stop, we air dried again and got dressed.

We still needed to get unhooked from each other before we could get home. It was now less than two kilometres to town, so we were all anxious to end the day. We headed downstream towards civilization and had only gone a few hundred metres, when we saw a trail marker on the other size of the river. Hanging from it was a set of keys. Finally! The handcuffs could come off. The decision... head into town on this side of the river, cross the bridge all handcuffed, ripped and beaten, then walk all the way back. Probably 4 kilometres round trip; or figure out how to swim across the fast moving river, all tied together.

"Guys!" I said forcefully "This is the same river that we swam across on day one." How many of you found that easy when you had both hands and all your energy? I think we'd drown long before we got across as a group." There was a lot of talk and we debated it for a while. Thankfully smarter heads prevailed, and we decided to make the long trek around, even though none of us wanted to go. We even talked about building a bridge, which would have been a task for the Army corps of engineers, never mind 6 semi-naked, handcuffed pledges. The closer we got to town, the busier it got and the more people we were dodging. The bridge, being the main one through town was non-stop traffic. No way to get across unnoticed. When we got to the bridge we explored options and decided there was only one. Cross it at street level and take our chances. We scrambled up the bank, waited for a bit of a break in the traffic before making a run for it.

My blood went cold as we were almost to the other side. A siren sounded and we all turned to see the cops pull over next to us. "Well, at least they won't have to handcuff us" I said trying to be funny.

"What the hell is going on here, gentlemen?" said the officers as they came out of their car. "Did you hear of any escapees, John?" he asked his partner.

"Not sure, Ed, but I could call it in. You want to call for a wagon to take them downtown first?"

Take us downtown? As in ARREST us, throw us in the slammer in our ripped underwear. I thought about Randy setting up shop there for anyone who needed relief. I tried not to look at him, in case he was actually smiling. My heart was pounding in fear. "Okay, guys, let's see some I.D." he said grinning at us.

"Ha Ha, very funny" said Brandon "We're just doing a stupid pledge prank."

"For which fraternity?" asked the cop. We knew we couldn't tell them, as it was part of the rules.

"We're not allowed to say" he replied.

"So, I'm just supposed to believe that six guys in handcuffs who look like they've been on the run for weeks are just out on a prank?" My mind was reeling. If I'd been in his shoes, I wouldn't have believed us either. "Why don't you guys line up and face the rails. We did and he came and patted each of our asses. I guess he figured that we could be hiding a weapon in our ripped, dirty and sagging underwear.

"All right, so if I release you is your task over?" he asked.

"No, we have to head home and report that we completed the task." Replied Austin.

"So, would you like me to get those cuffs off you boys?" he said smiling at us again. Something seemed wrong about this. Would a cop ask if we wanted the cuffs off without checking further, or if he was indeed satisfied, wouldn't he just un-cuff us and tell us to get home.

I spoke up before the others could. "Sir, we have to finish the course and I think that if you helped us, we might miss our final checkpoint." Darren stared at me and gave me an evil look. I think he wanted to be un-cuffed. The others kept quiet, not sure what to think.

"I dunno if I could allow you boys to run around in such an indecent state" he replied. "Looks like some of you have had enough, and might need medical attention. Tell you what; give me your names and addresses. If you check out, I'll let you decide if you want to continue your task or be un-cuffed to head home. If you don't checkout, then we'll take a ride downtown." Yep, something about this was off, but since I was the first to talk, I gave him my name and address first. Each of the guys did it as well. The cops went back to the car.

"Guys, I think they're in on it. If we get them to un-cuff us and head home we failed to go get the key left for us. What if there are more instructions there?"

"Dude, maybe this is the key we are meant to get." Said Brandon. "What if the key on the pole is a decoy? We walk all the way back and can't get free. We have a chance to be freed right now. Get the cops to un-cuff us, we run to the last marker in double quick time and see if there is a clue. We win either way." He suggested. That actually made the most sense. We all agreed. The cops returned telling us we were all free to go.

"So, would you like us to take those cuffs off?" We all nodded and thanked him as he removed them. He kept the cuffs and took off, wishing us good luck. We rubbed our wrists thankful to be free of them. They had actually cut a bit from all the tugging and pulling on each other all day. We bolted for the final marker and couldn't believe how fast we got there not having to watch out for the other guy. The final note read `congratulations for navigating the course. The key to release you is on the pole. However... (turn over)

We turned the note over. `The key will only unlock two sets of handcuffs leaving some of you still in pairs. Those pairs will spend the night together. Email us with a picture of the two of you together and where you are spending the night. Pizza and drinks will be delivered to you, and a key will arrive at the same location tomorrow at 11am.'

"Oh shit" said Randy "How are we supposed to know which pairs? We're in deep shit now!"

"Wait, wait!" I said looking at us. "If they were going to keep us all in pairs, then this is easy. The pairs would be Brandon and I, Alex and Randy, Darren and Austin. That would mean that the only handcuffs to be unlocked would have between Alex and me, and Randy and Darren. Two sets, just like the note said. It's a risk, but if they're keeping it fair, that would be the only way that made sense." The guys mumbled and thought about it. Austin threw in that maybe they were keeping friends together like me and Alex and him and Darren. Which freed Randy and Brandon completely, but that was quickly dismissed as it required three sets to be unlocked. We wrote down the order in which we had all been cuffed to see if any other scenarios were possible.

Brandon...Justin...Alex...Randy...Darren...Austin

There was only one way to unlock two cuffs and keep us in pairs. So it was agreed that I would spent the night with Brandon at my place, Alex would hang out at Randy's, and Darren would be at Austin's. We departed each other's company and headed home. Brandon had never been to my place before, and was another guy that didn't know I was a twin. We rushed up to the computer and completed our tasks, including taking a picture of Brandon's dick with the felt pen ruler on it. We also took a picture of the two of us together and emailed it. I let Brandon take a shower and sorted out some clothes for him. He left his shirt off as it was still pretty warm. I showered second and it felt so good I never wanted to come out. I put on my track pants without underwear, as it felt better for my cuts. I offered Brandon some lotion which we helped each other put on our backs after doing the rest of our bodies. An hour later the doorbell rang with the pizza, beer and soda. I tipped him even though everything was already paid for.

I raced up the stairs to my room with our food. I was starving. I opened the box and inside was a note and an envelope. I read the note. `Nice try. Open the envelope and cuff yourselves together.' I groaned, as did Brandon.

"They only know that because the cops were probably in on it" said Brandon. "They're not going to know if we do it or not."

"Yeah that's true. I don't think my wrists could handle it anyway." I agreed. We continued to eat and drink. My phone went off with a text, followed by Brandon's. `Handcuffs NOW.' I was shocked. I looked around my room and wondered how the fuck they knew that. I pressed my finger to my lips and quietly went over to the laptop, turned it off and closed the lid.

"Maybe they have a program in it that was watching us." I said feeling like I was being stalked.

"Probably" he nodded. I was just about to get another piece of pizza, when the phone went again. '30 seconds to get those cuffs on pledges or suffer the consequences.'

What the Fuck? How could they possibly know? "Do we take a chance that they're bluffing, or attach the cuffs for an uncomfortable night?" Before he answered, his phone signalled a new text. `No! We're not bluffing'. I grabbed the cuffs and snapped them on both of us to the surprise of Brandon. I put my finger to my lips again to tell him to be quiet. I took the phone out of his hand and threw it on the bed with mine. I pulled him out of the room with me and ran down to the basement. I turned on the water in the bathroom, as I closed the door behind us.

"Dude, they can totally hear us. Sorry for the handcuffs, but I figure their consequences would be severe. We've been hooked together all day, what's a few more hours while we sleep." I whispered to him.

"I guess, but how the fuck can they hear us? He asked still as shocked as me.

"Maybe the phones."

"Yeah, I guess." I heard a noise outside the bathroom door, and told Brandon to be quiet as my paranoia kicked in. I flung the door open in hopes of surprising someone. Nothing. I truly was losing it. We headed back upstairs, passing Jason in the kitchen as we went. I almost broke my arm as Brandon stopped suddenly.

"Yeah, he's my twin brother, come on." I said exasperated and trying to get back to my room without the need to explain being half naked and handcuffed to a guy I barely knew. He followed along behind. We got in my room and locked the door. I noticed that my phone had yet another text. I was almost scared to read it. `Nope, not the phones.' I almost lost it. I dragged Brandon over to select a movie with me and we sat on my bed, side by side to watch it in complete silence.

"Dude, I gotta hit the can." He said after a bit. I pointed over to the door where it was. "Ummm." He raised our joined hands blushing slightly.

"Right." I said and followed him to the bathroom.

"Hate to tell you this, but I gotta take a dump." I moaned to myself and rolled my eyes. Could this day get any worse? I turned away as he dropped his pants and sat on the toilet. I'd been in there with guys pissing before, but never really when they were taking a shit. I didn't know what to do, but I knew now was not the time for a conversation. Personally, that is one time when I liked the door locked and a ton of privacy, with the fan running full tilt so no one could hear me or smell it. Oh, my God! I was wrong...the day could get a whole lot worse. As he did his business, the smell was unbearable, not to mention the usual noises that go along with emptying yourself. I wanted to plug my ears and nose. He apologized, but there was very little he could do about it.

"Damn, I think my stomach is upset from all the sun, and maybe the milk and beer too." He said trying to explain. I really didn't want to talk, I just needed air. He finished, and I almost dragged him out of there before he had his pants fastened up all the way. I turned the fan on as we left and closed the door behind us to stop the toxic fumes from reaching my room. Later on, we both had to take a piss, which we ended up doing together, surprisingly. Thank god neither of us had to squat again. As we got into bed, Brandon removed his pants and underwear leaving him naked.

"You don't mind do you?" he asked looking at me. "It's just if I sleep with clothes on, my dick rubs against them and I'll be hard all night, ending in a wet dream. Hell, I normally have to jerk off before I fall asleep, so I don't wake up in the middle of the night."

"I sleep naked too, so no big deal. I hear you about jerking off, dude. Christ I do it like twice a day, at least. If I don't, it usually goes up at the most embarrassing times." I confided to him.

"Yeah, no shit." He agreed "like now." I laughed.

"Well, it could have been worse, like when the cops were patting us down in our underwear. He would have thought YOU had a weapon for sure." He looked under the covers and laughed.

"Guess your ruler is working." He grinned.

"Not to sound like a fag, but let me see." I said pulling the covers back. He didn't resist at all as I took a look at the 9 inch ruler he was holding up. I laughed at it. "Damn we should see how close I was." I suggested jokingly.

"Yeah! Take another picture of it hard with a ruler against it." He giggled. We got out of bed to grab the ruler and camera. I was truly surprised at how close I was in my measurements. I lined up the ruler trying to match it to the markings on his dick. I snapped a few pictures as he held it out for me. We laughed and were generally having a great time. We looked at the pics and went back to bed to sleep.

Somewhere in the night, we had found the most comfortable way to sleep was facing each other. Unfortunately, this meant his hard cock was now resting in my open palm. It felt heavy and warm, but he was also leaking. I wondered just how thick his cock really was, so I closed my palm against it. My hand barely fit, but once I had a grip, he slowly moved forward. The precum was acting as lube and he was actually fucking my hand. I stared at his face to see if he was awake, but from the look of his eyes and the sound of his breathing, he seemed asleep. His movements were getting slightly quicker, and he was beginning to moan. I almost laughed, but at the same time, I was now also rock hard. I thought I better let go of him before he shot all over the bed, leaving us to sleep in it. I released my grip after a few more seconds, and felt my own cock which was just as slippery. He moaned again. "Don't stop," he whispered so quietly I almost missed it. I wrapped my hand around his cock again and the humping started up once more. It didn't take long before he lay on his back, taking control of his dick and blasting all over his chest. Well at least I wasn't going to have to sleep in the wet spot.

He whispered again "you can cum on me too, if you want to." I figured what the fuck; I needed to get my boner down so we could both sleep, so I used my free hand to jerk fast and furiously. Being horny and not having done it all day yesterday, I rapidly let loose with everything I had and flooded his chest. He was a mess. I reached over and grabbed a few tissues to clean him up. I actually wiped everything off him and made sure he was dry, before we turned to face each other again and fell asleep. We woke up in the morning, both having had a restless sleep and sporting our mandatory bones, his once again resting in my palm. I don't know if it was deliberate or just a coincidence. We took off to the bathroom, our erections leading the way. We managed to get them down enough to piss.

"I really gotta flog it again, or I'm gonna be hard all day, especially since it's gonna be 11 before the key arrives." He said. I looked down at the massive cock and though he probably needed both hands anyway.

"Yeah, me too. Let's just hit the shower and take care of two things at once." I suggested.

While he decided to shoot into the tub and let the water wash it away, I grinned and shot all over him again. He laughed and pretended he thought it was gross, as he washed it off. We helped each other wash while basically trying to move around with the cuffs. We hung out in my room and decided to avoid going down for breakfast, in case we ran into anyone. Hard to explain two shirtless guys coming down to breakfast handcuffed together. The doorbell rang at precisely 11am. We ran downstairs quickly, and Brandon hid behind the door as I opened it. A small kid, perhaps 8 years old handed me the key and left. I almost slammed the door on the poor kid as I unhooked us. I was actually enjoying Brandon's company, and while it was a relief to be apart finally, I felt a small sense of loss after having him so close. We went back to my room. He put on the shirt that I'd loaned him, thanked me and headed home. Alex called a bit later to see how it had gone. I told him about the handcuffs and pizza, but not much more. He explained that he and Randy received the same instructions and were cuffed together all night. He spared no detail in their exploits. I was so hard listening to him that I beat off twice during his story. I was a little bit jealous, but at the same time, I figured I'd made a new friend in Brandon. We were still talking when a text message came in.

`Be at warehouse 49 in 30 minutes. Bring the handcuffs and keys.' I couldn't believe it. Were they seriously going to do it again? I agreed to swing by and get Alex. I was so exhausted, but we arrived on time. In the center of the room were Darren and Austin. They were tied to a long three tiered saw horse, facing each other. There were dozens of masked naked guys around them, and our friends looked like they'd been there all night. Their heads were being held together, and as we got closer we could see that their lips were very sore and red. My guess is that they'd been kissing for hours. Not only that, but they had dildos in their asses.

After Brandon and Randy arrived, we were greeted. "Welcome pledges. Please give me your handcuffs and keys." We did. "As you can see, two of your fellow pledges refused to cuff themselves together. They were brought here immediately, and have been entertaining us ever since. What is it now guys? About 16 hours. Of course, we let them have breaks, as well as some food and water, but they have been strapped here almost the entire time. They have had their dicks held while they pissed and like the cow, they were milked by many hands until we got the reward we were looking for. They have also been filled up with milk from many of our members, from both ends, and their lips will no doubt be sore for weeks from all the kissing. When we give you a task, we expect it to be followed." He said as he brought us closer to the guys. They looked exhausted, almost catatonic. "Release them and they can go." He said waving his hand. The members immediately untied Darren and Austin and helped them to the floor. They turned and left, leaving the six of us alone in the room.

"Why the hell didn't you just cuff each other?" we asked.

"We honestly thought they were just bluffing" croaked Austin through his swollen lips.

"Let's help them get home" I suggested.

"Do they have clothes here or anything?" we said as we looked around. Nothing was found, so I immediately took off my pants and underwear to give Darren the underwear. Randy did the same for Austin. Brandon and Alex gave up their shirts. We got a hold of them and took them to the cars. Alex and I agreed to take Darren and make sure he was okay, while Brandon and Randy would look after Austin.

We got to Darren's house, helped him shower, and got him into some clean underwear, which is all he wanted to wear before putting him to bed. I used some lotion on his lips, and left water and snacks beside his bed. I also made sure his phone was close by in case he needed us. He fell asleep quickly.

"I'm glad that wasn't us." I said as we headed home.

"Me too" said Alex with a concerned look on his face. He leaned over and kissed me as we pulled up to a red light. His touch had an immediate effect on me, so we headed back to his place to make love for the next few hours before we fell asleep in each other's arms.

School was about to begin, and we had one more semester left before graduation, so I decided it was time to tell Alex about my adventure with Sarah as we lay on his bed watching a movie. He was a bit surprised, but asked if I'd liked it. I admitted that I did and that she was pretty hot. I even suggested that we could maybe hangout with her as she was totally cool, although slightly annoying. The time had come to tell him what I had learned about myself after I had been with her.

"So, you know how I wasn't sure if I was gay or straight?" I said as I started the confession. "Well, after fooling around with Sarah, I now know for sure, and have no doubts anymore."

"Really?" he said nervously swallowing, as he looked at me intensely to see if he could determine what I was about to say. I just looked at him with a blank stare and took a deep breath. "So...am I going to like your decision or not?"

"I guess that depends on your point of view." I felt like a dick keeping this going as I knew it was killing him inside. "No matter what, we stay best friends right?"

"Yeah, of course" he said, his smiling fading and his eyes beginning to show signs of tearing up.

"Well, I guess it's not good news for you," I said still being a tease "because you're going to be stuck with me as your GAY boyfriend for the rest of your life." He was ready to break into tears, and then it hit him as to what I'd just said. He grinned and threw his arms around me. Then stopped and punched me.

"You're such a dick!" he said with the sad tears that had been building; now running down his face as happy tears. "I was sure you were about to dump me."

"Sorry, I just wanted you to remember this moment." I grinned as I hugged him tight against me. "I love you Alex and want to be your boyfriend forever. Just don't try to kill us early with all the extreme stuff though."

"Deal" he said as he kissed me like we've never kissed before. We rolled around on the bed hugging and kissing for ages. We took our shirts off as we hugged tight, and just enjoyed the moment. He looked at me and paused for a minute. "We gotta do something big to let everyone know. Let's show the world."

"Like what?" I asked curiously.

He broke from my grip and sat up to face me. "On Monday, let's go into school holding hands and wearing matching rings. We can share a locker, share our lunches and do the exact same things that straight couples are doing. If they kiss at their lockers, we'll do it. If they kiss in the car when they pull up, we'll do it. If they walk arm in arm down the hall, we'll do it." He rambled on for a bit longer, excited about our now official relationship. I listened, and at first was a little scared, but then got into it, throwing out my own ideas.

"Let's do something else first though." I exclaimed excitedly as I reached for my phone and dialed. "Hey bro! Just wanted you to be the first to know, that I'm gay and Alex is now officially my boyfriend."

"Yeah, duh!" he said at the other end totally mellowing my news. "You two have been playing boyfriends for years, but I'm happy that you finally figured it out. I guess I better die my hair black or something, so I don't get raped by accident." He said trying to be a smart ass. "Congrats bro. Later." He hung up and I turned back to Alex.

"So?"

"He said he knew already, but was glad we made it official" I said pouncing on him.

"A twin thing huh?" he giggled as we rolled off the bed landing hard on the floor together. We stayed there and just made love for the first time as real honest boyfriends.

I stripped my boyfriend and lay him on his stomach on the floor. I massaged every part of his body trying to remember the way the pro had done it to me. As I got to his ass and spread his cheeks, I knew that I wanted to try something. I put my tongue at the top of his ass, and began to kiss and lick his crack. He groaned in pleasure and moved around, enjoying the feeling. I don't know if it was the fact that we were now officially boyfriends, or if I was just super horny, but every lick and taste of him was more intoxicating than the one previous. I got closer and closer to his hole, before I finally licked into it. I pushed my tongue in slowly, and kept pulling his ass cheeks farther and farther apart to get in even deeper. I think if I'd been able to get my chin in, I'd have gone for it too. I craved more and more of his ass, as I licked and grabbed handfuls of his ass. I couldn't take it anymore, as my cock was so hard, I could feel it painfully throbbing between my legs. I was sure it had gained an extra half inch. I licked up his body and began kissing his neck as I aimed my pole at the entrance to his beautiful ass. I entered him slowly, feeling and savoring each inch as I went. Then, when I was all the way inside, I began to fuck him, or perhaps make love to him, would be a better term. I kissed his neck, grabbed his hair, pulled his head back and kissed him on the cheek and mouth. I fucked faster and harder, until I felt the familiar tingle in my crotch to indicate he was about to get additional lubing from my hose. I held on, and almost screamed, as I let everything I had flood into my boyfriend before collapsing on him. We waited a few minutes, before switching positions. I lay on my back with my legs over his shoulders as he penetrated me deeper than I ever remember. He kissed me in a way that I thought was actually fusing our lips together. Our tongues exploring as if it were the first time. When we finally broke apart, hours and hours had gone by, and we realized that we should move to the bed before we both fell asleep. I couldn't imagine anyone being closer than we were at that moment in time. I loved him with all my heart and I could feel that he felt the same way about me. I may have even cried in happiness as I drifted off to sleep wrapped around him.

In the morning, we talked about other guys, and agreed that we could still do others, as long as there was no kissing. We also said that it was best if we played together with other guys, but at the very least let each other know about our activities. After another love making session and a shower, we went out and bought matching rings at the pride store. They were silver and had six stones in them to match the rainbow flag colors. I also bought a couple of glittery rainbow stickers for our cars. They weren't huge stickers, maybe only 4 inches long and ½" wide, but enough so that it proved we were big homos! Proud homos though! giggle We even decided to go buy some new clothes together. He suggested that we buy matching stuff, which I found amusingly ironic, since I'd never even wore matching clothes with my twin brother. We settled on the same type of stuff, just in different colors that matched our different color hair better. So if he had a shirt with a yellow pattern, I bought the same shirt, but with a blue or green pattern, etc. We spent a ton of money, but figured that we had doubled our investment as we could wear each other's clothes. We always had anyway, but now we were buying clothes to deliberately share as boyfriends. About the only thing we couldn't share were shoes as I wore size 11 and Alex's were size 9. Strange as he was taller than me.

Monday arrived and we had agreed on what to wear in advance. Sounded like something girls did, but we were on video chat showing each other clothes to make sure we got the right things. Alex picked me up for our first morning, and although this was our fourth year in this same school, I was as nervous as if it was the first day. We parked and he leaned over to kiss me. "You ready?" he asked.

"Yep! Nervous as fuck and I may have to pee three times between here and the school, but I'm ready." I said, my heart pounding so loud I could barely hear myself. I was sure my body temperature was 20 degrees above normal, and my hands were wetter than they were in the shower. We got out of the car and as we met at the front of it, I wiped my hands on my jeans, before I felt Alex grab it. We walked into school without flinching. I felt like I might throw up as people looked at us, but at least there was no flinching. We had already been assigned lockers and since mine was closer, we put all our stuff in there before heading to our first class. Since we only had one class together out of the five we had, most our day would be apart, but we would see each other at the locker, at lunch and between classes. Fortunately we were seniors and with Alex being so well known as a super extreme jock, it was mostly a non-event so far. I had imagined being slushied or slammed into lockers by the football team by now, but I guess I'm the only one who watches Glee. I hear one guy cough the word `fags' but when I turned to look, no one seemed to be paying attention. While it was good that nothing was happening, I thought it felt a bit anticlimactic. A few girls thought we made a cute couple, and our other friends already knew or suspected anyway, so were cool with it. I was all ready for the bible bashers and the homophobes, but on the first day it wasn't needed at all.

By the end of the first week, we had settled into a routine and people had pretty much accepted that we were boyfriends, and most seemed to agree that we fit together really well. If only they knew JUST how well we `fit' together. I laughed to myself. There were even a few days where we snuck into the change room and swapped clothes with each other. Probably no one would notice, but we thought it was cute. I usually got hard when we did it, but it was too dangerous to do anything about it in school.

We got our first taste of something unwanted in the second week. I opened my locker and a note dropped out. `Fags! You'll burn in hell. Get out of our school.' I showed it to Alex who put it into his bag and turned to look down the hall. Usually someone like that watches from a distance for a reaction. He grinned and kissed me hard up against the locker, then closed our locker, slid his hand into my back pocket. We walked the length of the hall together in each other's arms. I loved my boyfriend for that. I was going to get pissed about the note and he just let them see it didn't matter.

It did piss someone off though, as we found one of his tires slashed on his car when we got to it after school. I was about to react, when he just gripped my hand tighter to tell me to let it go. He pulled out his phone and dialled the auto club to come and help. He took a few pictures of the tires, before we lay on the hood of his car until the tow truck arrived. We could have changed the tire ourselves, but Alex explained that if we had let them see that it was affecting us, they would continue. One of teachers had stopped by to ask if we were ok as he checked the tire. Alex assured him that we were, even after the teacher mentioned that the tire looked like it had been slashed.

"If you guys ever need anything, you know where to find me" he said with a serious look on his face. His meaning was clear, and for that we were appreciative.

"Thanks, Mr. Walden. We're good for now though." Said Alex smiling as if nothing was wrong. Inside I was freaking out. By the time we got back to my place, I broke down and began to cry. I felt so stupid, but I'd never been a victim of anything before, so it was a little overwhelming.

"Sweetie, there are way more good people in our school than assholes. Once we figure out who it is, we'll get it taken care of. Just keep anything and take pictures of things that may happen.

In actual fact, very little happened at school, but there were a few comments, and actions that we just shrugged off. We parked in varied locations and changed cars from Alex's to mine and back again. The toughest thing that I had to deal with was when I was changing in the locker room for soccer.

"Shouldn't you go change in the girls change room?" asked one of the big jocks in my class. I pulled the front of my underwear out and looked down.

"Nope, I got the right parts to be in here." I said trying not to react, as Alex had taught me.

"I dunno guys; I don't think I want to change in front of a fag. Isn't it kind of like a buffet for them in here?" He mocked as he looked around the room at the other guys. I laughed.

"Well with what you're packing, I guess it's not an all you can eat buffet. More like an appetizer." I said trying to be a smart ass.

The guys who didn't seemed impressed with the dumb jock, laughed at my comments. He came over to me to get in my face.

"Whoa, dude! You're not my type, plus I have a boyfriend already." I said as I backed up a bit, trying not to show him that I was definitely a bit shaken by this.

"You're so gonna get it on the field dude!" He growled at me.

"In front of everyone?" I said batting my eyelashes at him "I didn't know you were into PDA." The guys laughed again. So far it was two for me, zero for dumbass. He didn't like it and pushed me hard, sending me flying over the bench in my underwear. I hit my head on the edge on the locker and cracked hard onto the concrete floor. I saw stars. Unfortunately not the Justin Bieber, Cody Linley type, but the spinning around your head type.

I lay there wondering if maybe I had gone a bit too far. I heard the guys scramble as they pushed the asshole away from me and out of the locker room. Others came to see if I was alright as I had hit my head pretty hard and was bleeding a bit. Someone ran to get the coach, who in turn fetched the nurse. How embarrassing. Luckily for me, my parents had let me go on my own attendance when I was 16, which meant I could decide things for myself, like calling in sick or whether my parent needed to be called for something like this. They sure didn't need to be called in my opinion. As I lay there, I heard him long before I saw him. Alex was making a ruckus out in the waiting area.

"He's resting right now." said the nurse.

"He's my boyfriend and I want to make sure he's okay. He needs me. Maybe I should get the media down here and announce the hate crime instead." He threatened. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself, as I could just see him out there standing his ground. He came around the curtain and rushed to me.

"Oh God, baby, I came down as soon as I heard. Are you alright?" I assured him that I was, and that the bandage around my head made it look way worse than it was. He stayed with me until the nurse said I could leave. We headed back to my place. I felt okay, but Alex was determined to play nurse, or mother, as he ran around getting me stuff like Tylenol, water, food, putting in a movie, etc. When he asked if I needed help to pee, I finally told him to stop. As much fun as it would be to have him hold my dick, I really wasn't in the mood to fool around.

When Jason got home, he was pissed. I'm not sure at whom though. I couldn't determine if he was made at Alex and me for being gay, as he made reference to a couple of guys calling him a fag, or whether he was pissed at the guy who attacked me. He asked if I was okay, and when I told him I was, he went to his room satisfied. He did promise that he'd take care of the problem as he left. Not sure what that meant, but I had a huge headache and wasn't in the mood to think anyway. Alex wanted to spend the night, but I told him not to bother. By morning I was fine. My head was sore, but generally I was back to normal. Alex picked me up and after we parked, I noticed that he didn't hold my hand as we walked towards school. In fact he kept a foot further away from me than normal. I knew he was just being concerned for me, so I took the initiative by moving closer and grabbing his hand first. He smiled.

"No way they win baby, no fucking way." I said as I walked arm in arm with him.

What shocked me the most out of the whole day was that the talk all over school was that the guy, who had pushed me, had been in an accident late last night and was in the hospital. I was strangely relieved that at least I wouldn't have to put up with him again for a while, but what turned out to be even stranger was a week later, when he returned to school. He found me first thing in the morning and apologized for what happened, and shook my hand. I was half expecting the hand to hit me instead. Alex just looked at me and shrugged his shoulders.

"See; just keep standing our ground buddy. Even the dumb ones come around eventually." He smiled showing obvious relief.

After that, nothing else happened at school that was even remotely newsworthy, except when someone suggested that we should run for prom kings. I quickly squashed that idea. I just wanted to fit in, not be a cause for something. The principal had got wind of what happened to me, and to Alex's car, and offered his support if needed. He assured us that bullying and hate was not tolerated. We thanked him for his concern. I felt pretty good and was glad we lived where we did. I knew from the news that not every gay kid had it as easy, especially the younger ones. We heard of teen suicides almost weekly, most under 17 and in school. My heart broke each time I heard of one, as I wished I could have helped or been there for them.

We were still dealing with the pledging stuff to join the `Q' society, and I wondered just how long their selection process was. Fortunately, I didn't have to wonder for long.

It's almost time to see if the boys make it into the `Q'. Thank you for all your comments. Feel free to keep them coming, as well as any suggestions for upcoming adventures. outinwest@gmail.com and be sure to see more on my website at www.pridecanadabc.com for all your roleplaying ideas and to find out what the boys get up to as the stories continue.