The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

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Chapter 93

We worked hard to get the details for the party sorted out. We had sent invitations out by every social media we had and so far the responses were overwhelming. We were already over 150 and climbing. This was going to be the orgy, ummm housewarming party, of the season. We needed to take a break so the four of us headed to the small shopping centre just a few blocks from us and saw a great looking deli/café and decided to go in and give it a try. Jason and Alex were with Colin and me and we entered to a nicely laid out business with an amazing looking menu. The place wasn't busy so we stood looking at the menu together. Jason and Alex were holding hands and I was leaning against Colin as we talked about what we wanted. As we stepped up to the counter, a guy probably in his late 50's told the cashier that he would take over from her. She looked slightly nervous as he almost bullied her out of the way gruffly.

"I'm sorry, but we can't serve you today. You'll have to leave," he said before we even spoke. I looked around to make sure he was speaking to us.

"Excuse me? What does that mean?" Jason asked, as stunned as me.

"Are you stupid too? I said we can't serve you today and I'd like the four of you to leave?"

"Why? What did we do?" Alex asked. We all thought maybe we had done something wrong or had been mistaken for someone.

"This is a family restaurant and we would prefer your type not be in here?" He said causing Colin to almost break my hand as I felt his anger boil over. I intervened first before my husband killed the guy.

"Our type? You mean white males in our 20's?"

"You know what I mean? We have strict beliefs here and we don't approve of your lifestyle, so you'll need to leave."

"Our lifestyle? You don't even know us, how could you know about our lifestyle? Oh wait, I know what it is baby," I said turning to Colin and grinning. "I told you that we shouldn't buy a gas guzzling SUV. We should have gone with that hybrid one. We're pissing people off. We're sorry, sir. We'll sell the SUV tomorrow and get something better. I don't like it either."

"I couldn't care what vehicle you drive. I'm talking about the fact that you're faggots," he said causing the biggest mistake ever.

"You're kidding right? We hold hands or stick close together, and you assume we're fags? So caring about someone of the same sex is against your beliefs? What kind of family doesn't believe in love?" Colin spat out.

"The bible says you shall not lie with a man as with a woman. It is an abomination," he spouted and Colin almost broke every bone in my hand as he gripped me.

"I haven't lied to anyone. Do I lie to you?" Colin asked us. I shook my head.

"It means you can't sleep with a man like you do a woman," the guy said becoming outraged.

"Says who? I think it means that you can lie, or tell untruths to a woman but not a man. After all, back then women had no rights. What the hell makes you think it's about homosexuality?" Colin spouted. He was always ready for this fight.

"It's clearly stated in the bible and I want you to leave or I'll call the police. I have the right to refuse service to anyone."

"Do you own this place?" Colin asked.

"No, but the owners share my same beliefs."

"Let me speak to the manager," Colin spouted.

"I am the manager and I'm not going to ask you again. Leave or I'll call the police, and make sure all your friends know that they're not welcome here either."

"How long have you worked here?" Colin asked

"What business is that of yours?"

"It isn't but I was just curious because I'm going to make sure that this is the last week that you do work here," Colin said staring at him. "People like you don't belong in public service. You're a hypocrite. You sell shrimp, which is also an abomination. You cut your hair and you're wearing clothes of more than one fabric and I bet if I check the rest of your life I'd find a hundred more things that you are conveniently choosing to ignore from your book of fiction. You're accusing me of something without knowing anything about me. I assume this is a not for profit business as well, because you would know that the love of money is also an abomination, as mentioned in Luke 16. Fucking douchebag."

The girl behind the counter was trying hard not to laugh as Colin berated her boss.

"Leave now, or I will call the police," he repeated.

"That's your go to response? Funny. Dude, just because you can't get laid is no reason to take it out on the people around you. No worries, we're leaving. Of course you can kiss your business goodbye when I'm done with you." Colin literally yanked my arm out of the socket as we left in a hurry. I knew that look. This guy was going to be sorry that he crossed Colin. I had such a boner, but I was still hungry.

As soon as we got out of the building, he was on the phone getting information. He had ADAM finding records on the deli ownership and the name of the manager and information on the mall it was in. "Fucking hypocritical homophobic bible bashing piece of shit! I thought we were passed assholes like that in this country. That slimy douchebag just messed with the wrong fag."

We drove or more like stormed, to another mall a few blocks away and had lunch as Colin gathered the information he wanted. He got the deli owner on the phone almost immediately and found out that while he didn't approve of the way the manager dealt with it, he did say that he believed in family values. He apologized but refused to back down or do anything significant to change his policy. That made Colin even madder. He would rather deal with an in your face prick than one who was pretending to be nice, but still a prick. He changed the subject suddenly and asked Alex how he'd like to work closer to home and open a new flagship Grind'r that was also a deli. Alex smiled and said it would be nice to expand. Colin said he would buy the mall and cancel their lease.

"What will you accomplish by just getting him fired?" I asked curiously.

"I have no intention of getting him fired. I wouldn't buy the business only to give my money to a homophobic owner. That would go against the point of it. We're going to have fun by opening a Grind'r twice the size, right next door with better food, and at cost price so they lose business. Then when they are basically broke, I'll buy the mall, cancel their lease and tell them I don't want people like them in our building as we believe in equality.

Jason smiled and looked at Colin. "Deep breath buddy. You're just pissed off. Maybe sleep on it and don't go crazy. But I gotta admit, I love the idea of a Grind'r close to home. Why not just do that and force them out of business? It would certainly be cheaper than buying a whole mall just to prove a point."

"But where's the fun in that?" smiled Colin calming down, which was good because I was running out of bones that were still intact in my hand. "I kinda like that though, Jason. The mall had lots of lease space, so let's open a new Grind'r. Alex, Mr. President, we're about to expand the Grind'r Corporation."

"What do you mean Mr. President?" Alex asked confused.

"I mean you gotta run the thing, so you're now the President of the company. Let's get this rolling and expand," he smiled and put his hand out.

Alex shook it and smiled. "Let's do it! But we gotta make a profit."

"After we destroy the hypocrites," Colin said. "All businesses need a grand opening. We'll just keep ours going until they're broke. I know a few inspectors that we can send in to check on them as well."

"Shit, I'm glad you're on our side," Jason laughed.

"Always!" he grinned and sat back contemplating his attack. What I wanted to know is how does he do all this stuff? He seems to have his fingers in everything. He was like the gay mafia. `Say hello to my little friend...stroke it and it won't be so little...You may kiss it and be on your way.' That was a lot more sinister in my mind as I imagined Scarface and the Godfather.

"I'll get you my pretty, and your little dog too," I said in my best wicked witch voice and switched over to the terminator. "Hasta la vista, baby!" The guys laughed. That boner I had earlier was back. Movie lines are so perfect to get your point across. I just had to finish with Clint Eastwood. "You've got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?" The tension had been eased for now as we all thought of movie lines and shared them, getting so far off topic that we somehow ended up yelling `Stella!', before we left the small restaurant we were in.

J.P. and Mary had settled into their new lives, and J.P. came over a lot to help with our party plans. He said he was trying to find a part time job to have money until the Academy opened and he could get into University. We tried to offer him something, but he said he wanted to try and get a job on his own. Seemed silly since he only wanted something part-time. We had the Grind'r and the Slam'r, plus plenty of other things in Colin's many businesses, but we respected his decision.

It was finally the night of the party and the house looked incredible. The front driveway was lit up with white lights down each side, which I was going to look into making permanent as they shone across the stones. All exterior lights were on to show off the house and a blue entrance carpet added a touch of class too. The back fence of the yard had these giant white tubes of material attached over large fans that were blowing them up in the air causing them to wave probably 30 feet in the air. They were lit from the inside and the colors changed. It looked like a Hollywood stage, but I think maybe it was done to show where the property ended so that none of our guests went through the fence and fell down the cliff. It would be like an episode of the Simpsons if someone bounced head over heels down to the beach below.

We had a large white tent at the side of the lawn with heaters in it and the pool was full of large white supersized beach ball that lit up and changed color. I could have watched those things all night. There was a square, open sided, tent at the far end of the yard which was empty. I asked Jason what it was for, but he said I'd see later. Inside, the house looked pretty much the same except for a couple of bars that had been set up for drinks. Colin had thought we should use proper glassware for the drinks, and I had thought more along the lines of the red solo cups as I didn't want broken glass everywhere. After all, these were our friends, not the patrons of the Googleheim...sorry, Guggenheim. We settled on clear plastic glassware that wouldn't break. Seemed fitting.

Guests began arriving and it started out like most parties. We greeted people; they were offered a glass of champagne by the scantily clad waiters and then they went to talk to those they maybe hadn't seen for a while, or they joined in with people that they perhaps wanted to know. There were even people I didn't know, but I'd like to. The lights throughout the house were on normally with music playing over the house system. We hired a catering company to look after food and drink, while the valet guys not only parked cars, but also ran the coat check. The businesses we used were always members of the Q whenever possible as it was important to support them so they continued to support the Society. If they were successful, so was the Q. The waiters were so hot that I had no doubt that at some point during the evening they would join in and have fun with many of the guests. They were wearing black shoes and socks, with tight black straight cut boxer/briefs and a black bow tie. Yep, we went old school. It may be a housewarming party to start but we wanted everyone to know what type of party it was going to turn into eventually. Even the valet looked sexy, although they had a lot more clothes on as it was a little cooler outside. Several guys hung around the kitchen area drooling over the waiters perhaps hoping to be first in line when they went off duty.

I was thrilled to see Parker and Spencer arrive and hoped I could remember all my deaf signing for them. I had kept in practice the best I could, but when you don't have deaf people around it's awful hard to remember to do it. Most people look at you funny if you sign to them, especially if neither of you are deaf. Just feels creepy. I kissed Spencer and hugged Parker, then smiled and kissed Parker too. Straight or not, he should feel welcome. After showing them around the house and getting them settled, I returned to pay attention to the other guys arriving. Jared arrived with Myles, and their straight friends Max and Ryan. They had been fun at our last party and the fact they were back for another one, was a good sign. I had a feeling they might increase their education tonight. The neighbor boys Colton and Darren arrived with their friends Austin and Zane, as well as two girls Britney and Andrea. They were about the tenth girls to arrive so far.

"We have another guy here tonight named Zane," I smiled as I greeted him.

"Really? I've never met anyone else with my name before?" He grinned. Zane was a small guy, with big eyes as he excitedly bounced into the house. There was no mistaking that this guy was gay. He made Forrest look like the Pope.

"I guess we'll have to make sure to introduce you then," I told him.

"I just hope that that Zane isn't as big a slut as little bummer boy over here," said Britney. "My brother has a tendency to introduce himself to people by having sex with them first."

"Sounds like he's come to the right party then. You might want to keep a close eye on him," I laughed.

"Good luck with that. We've been here three minutes and he's still got his clothes on. He must be nervous," laughed Colton.

"How old are you Zane?" I asked as he wasn't very tall and looked about 12.

"16," he said quickly trying not to look at me.

"Yeah in two years," laughed Britney. "I guess that all gay school of yours isn't teaching math huh, just sex? Maybe when it changes to the private school in the new year, you'll get a better education."

"I'm gonna move into the boarding school too," he said confidently. "At least once I convince Mom and Dad that is."

I smiled and didn't bother to tell them that we owned the school; otherwise we might be bombarded by questions. "Ladies, just to warn you that most of the guys here are gay, so you might see some nudity as the night progresses."

"Nothing we haven't seen with these guys," Andrea said smiling. "Are all the guys gay or are there some straight boys?"

"There's lots of straight boys around. They should be easy to find. Just stand still and you'll attract them like magnets," I laughed.

"Should we hand over our `V' cards here or wait until later?" Britney asked.

"Don't give `em to me honey, I'm gay. I wouldn't even begin to know where to stamp that type of card," I grinned.

"I like you, you're funny," Britney said as she smiled sweetly at me. Christ there was no doubt that girl was going to get laid tonight. Probably by some drunk confused gay guy. Troy rescued me as he saw his friends at the door and went up to take them to where Kyle and Aaron were.

I smiled as I saw Cole and Logan arrive next. The blue carpet at the front door had been a nice touch by Jason as each person arriving felt like a movie star, as the Valet opened their car doors and took their vehicle to park it somewhere. At least I think we hired valet. Part of my responsible party planning to make sure no one drove home intoxicated, and a great way to keep the drunk boys around longer until I'd gotten to know them better...if you know what I mean. Cole and Logan looked hot, although Logan was looking a little thin and his eyes seemed hollow. They weren't as Emo as they used to be, but Cole still had his eyebrow piercing and amazing black hair that covered part of his eyes. He was as adorable as ever and always made me excited to see him. I kissed both of them and they thanked me for the invitation. They didn't seem as happy as they used to be. Maybe that's the whole persona of an Emo. The next guests to arrive caused my face to light up. `Marvin' and Jeremy stepped out of the car and ran to greet us. I was a little surprised that he'd show up with so many gay guys and cameras around. We hadn't seen Jeremy since the fashion show in California, but it was great to see him again. Both had the required California blonde hair and blue eyes. It looked like an invasion of the surfer dudes. Jeremy still looked every bit the model, his tall 6'2" thin frame towering over my 5'9" body as we hugged. All I could remember is that he had an 8"uncut penis and I had every intention of seeing it again, although I doubted they would get naked in such a public setting.

"Nice surprise to see you here," I said as they arrived.

"Wouldn't miss it buddy, although we aren't going to spend the night. We'll just hang out for a few hours and leave before it turns into one of your famous parties," `Marvin' admitted. I kinda figured as much, but there would be plenty of opportunities later as they said they'd be around for a couple of days.

"Too bad you're not staying for the real party tonight as I'm sure you'd be a big hit. Colin is in the kitchen if you want to stop there first and say hi. The kitchen is in sector 4, grid 9 on the lido deck," I laughed.

"So straight ahead on the right?" `Marvin' chuckled.

The house was filling up nicely and several of the guys had shown up with girls, which was fine as it made for a more interesting mix of people. Plus it helped get the straight boys hornier. That's the main use for a girl. Get straight boys horny, deny them sex and then let the gay guy swoop in to show the guy compassion and help him out. That's in the `world according Justin' manual. I hate to see a guy go home with blue balls. I'm like a humanitarian. I should get some form of award.

Kelly, the Q president showed up with a few guys along, including Jake and TJ. Nice to see the president and past president getting along so well. Kelly introduced us to his boyfriend, Mark and the other guys with him, Brett and Owen. "Brett and Owen are identical twins, but you'd never know it to look at them," he said in way of introduction. I could see the facial resemblance, but that's about where it ended. They dressed differently and where one had long hair, the other had short; one had even colored his hair lighter than the other. I guess not all twins wanted to be identical. "Justin and Jason are identical twins as well," Kelly said to his friends.

"Actually, we're identical triplets," I corrected. "We'll have to get together later and talk. Are you guys gay?"

"Bisexual," one of them said. "Why limit our options?"

"True enough," I smiled as I added them to my list of must do's tonight. Twins doing triplets. Sounded like a porn movie of the week in the making, if you ask me. Kelly's boyfriend Mark was a black guy with light brown skin and he looked really hot, especially with the white button up shirt he was wearing that had several buttons open to show off his smooth chest. I hoped we'd see more of him later.

Many of the Q executives arrived with friends, and before long the house was just buzzing with activity. I was pleased to see Randy and Brandon had shown up as it had been a while since we had gotten together with them. They had really become the suburban couple and grown up almost faster than we had.

Forrest arrived with his usual flair. He was wearing a silver jacket that sparkled like a disco ball. He had white shades and boots that went up to just below his knees. He was wearing tight skinny jeans that clearly showed his bulge and he was looking as fabulous as always. I loved his wavy brown hair, and once he got around to taking off some clothes, I would be doing my laundry on his washboard abs. When he walked into a room, you could just smell the sexy and he made no apologies for a big entrance. The guy with him was a little more subdued, but just as sexy. He had fluorescent blue hair, a white dress shirt and tight black pants with blue high top runners. He looked like he might be part of a boy band or something. It was going to take a crowbar to get these guys out of their pants, but I was willing to make the effort. I just hoped they were wearing sexy underwear. Forrest introduced him as Bryan. He was a little taller than Forrest, maybe 5'11" and thin. His eyes sparkled with intelligence and he had a smile that would melt the polar ice caps. At least the ones that global warming hadn't gotten to. I shook his hand and it was soft but firm. Forrest leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"He's hung like a horse and fucks like an orangutan." I'd have to go look up how an orangutan fucks, but I assumed it must be good if Forrest was telling me about it. I shoulda ordered three tankers of lube.

Jordan had brought his friend Robbie along and they were already out in the yard with Kyle, Aaron and the other guys. I wondered if Robbie was along for another round of fun in the foam room. He seemed to enjoy it the last time he was over during our toga party.

The music was thumping and the backyard looked incredible as it came alive with people. No one was in the pool yet, although there were a few sitting dangling their feet in it as well as the hot tub. I strolled downstairs to the indoor pool, but it was pretty much deserted. The door to the basement was locked as we weren't ready to open the playroom just yet. There were plenty of people standing around together in groups, many outside watching people using the trampoline. We had also set up a smoking area around some patio heaters which seemed to be working, although from the look and smell, it wasn't just cigarettes. Just walking through the cloud of smoke could get you high. I walked through twice. As things got underway, the lighting in the house was changed to add some color to the separate areas and a makeshift dance area began to form between the living room and the great room where there was plenty of open space. The pool table was a popular area to hang out as well. Many people were sitting together on the couches and getting cosy with each other. I saw Jared and Myles heading downstairs so I trotted after them.

"So Jared, why is your slave still wearing clothes? Shouldn't you have this boy stripped and on show? I see he's wearing his small collar."

"I was waiting until the party got going a bit more, before we did anything," Jared smiled. "We're just boyfriends right now, I was going to ramp him up later." I love Jared's British accent. It made him so exotic and sexy. Of course I usually found something sexy in most guys, but with Jared, his accent was the outstanding feature.

"Don't be silly. Strip him at least down to his underwear and let everyone see his body and that nice package he has. Guys will just love to see his cute ass. Plus it'll be easier to pull out his cock if they want to see it."

"You heard him boy, strip," Jared said. Myles looked a little less than pleased but he handed his drink to Jared and removed his shoes and socks, followed by his shirt and pants. Jared had made sure his boy was wearing sexy underwear as expected. I picked up his clothes.

"I'll put these in the master bedroom so they're safe," I told Jared. "Has he been flushed out ready for use?" I asked as I shoved my hand down the back of Myles underwear and fingered his hole. He gave a slight moan as I touched his anus.

"Always, especially when we come to one of your parties," Jared smiled which was duplicated by Myles.

"He's not lubed up though. You should take him into the foam room over there and make sure you use the silicone lube. It'll last longer so that when people need to use him, he's ready to go. I've got a place to show you later that you'll both love. Don't wear him out until I get a chance to show it to you." I kissed both of them and ran upstairs to drop Myles' clothes off. Myles was now the first guy to be down to his underwear except for the waiters, so it should make him a bit self-conscious for a while.

As the mingling and drinking increased so did the flirting. Guys had their arms around each other; they were on the couch close together with legs over someone; or even groping and kissing. We had opened one bedroom up and propped the door open with the lights down for those that wanted to get busy early, but so far that room was empty. The media room on the other hand had turned into the love shack. Perhaps because it was darker and more intimate, many people had gravitated here to make out. I walked in to a couple dozen people going at it in different groups. The twins Brett and Owen were kneeling on the floor side by side, fucking a couple of girls in the leather chairs. The girls were lying back with their legs held open while others stood around watching the guys sliding their thick poles in and out of them. The girls were talking to each other as if nothing unusual was happening. I was jealous. I wanted to switch places with the girls as they just didn't seem to appreciate a nice dick inside them. The twins may not look identical with their different clothes or hair, but naked, they were very similar. Nice pecs and abs with thick solid looking dicks. One twin had trimmed pubes while the other was basically natural. I looked at their asses which were firm and had a little hair on them, but nothing major. I'd be okay with taking a ride on the double train. I went behind them and put my hand on their backs. "Fuck off!" snapped Brett as he spun and looked at me.

"Whoa, bitchy much?" I said slightly shocked. I crossed the twins off my `to do' list.

Jared's straight friends Max and Ryan were standing close to the twins with their hands down their pants as they watched the girls being fucked. Something told me they were patiently waiting their turn. A group of guys at the front of the room got my attention as I watched them using the ass of a cute guy in rotation. One guy would fuck him and pull out followed by another and another. I didn't recognize the guy being used as a cum dump, but it was clear he was having fun. My erection was straining inside my pants and it was pretty obvious that I was hard. I adjusted it to the side so it would be a little more comfortable. One of the guys saw me and came over.

"Hi, I'm Ryder," he smiled.

"Justin," I said fist bumping him.

"Great party. I love your house."

"Thanks, it looks like this room has become sex central. Who are you here with?"

"Noah is my boyfriend, so I'm technically here with him, but he vanished with the sparkly guy and his boyfriend a while ago," he laughed. I had no idea who Noah was, but I had a pretty good idea that the sparkly guy was Forrest. He seemed to get that definition wherever he went.

"If it's the guy I think it is, I hope you and your boyfriend have an open relationship as I'm sure he's naked and balls deep by now."

"Yeah, we fool around, but only if we are at the same party together. Speaking of which, would you like to have some fun?" He asked as he stepped closer and ran his hand lightly over my crotch. Without waiting for an answer, he pushed the hem of shirt up and over my head. He leaned in and kissed my left nipple as his hand ran firmly up my back. I still was thinking about the answer to his question, but my brain had shut down for some reason. He slowly worked down my body and popped the button on my pants, as he knelt down in front of me. In one swift move, he yanked my pants and underwear to my ankles and took my cock in his mouth. I wondered if we had a time limit or something as it felt like I was speed dating. He paused for a second to yank his own shirt off and I had my first chance to take a look at him. He had strong powerful arms and a chest with fully developed pecs. I couldn't see much else except the muscles on his shoulders, as he went back down onto my cock, but he certainly was cute. I put my hands on his head and rubbed his soft golden blonde hair. He only stayed on my cock for a couple minutes before he took hold of my hips and spun me around and pushed me forward. I put my hands on the arm rest of the chair as he pulled my ass cheeks apart and rimmed me with the same speed and enthusiasm as he'd done the rest of my body. I hoped someone was taping all this so I could watch it back in slow motion to see what actually had happened. I still hadn't answered his original question and was already bent over being rimmed. Not that I'm complaining, he was doing a beyond decent job of tonguing my hole. I heard his jeans open and the zipper lowering, so I hoped I was about to see his dick next.

"You have one sweet ass. Damn, I could eat this all night," he said moaning in appreciation as he shoved his head back into my crack. I thought he was actually going to spend time on it after a comment like that, but a few seconds later he stood up and pressed his dick against my ass and shoved himself inside. He hadn't even bothered to drop his pants, he had just pulled his dick out of the fly as I could feel the material against my ass. At first I thought maybe he'd just put his thumb in me, but when he grabbed my hips and fucked me, I realized that it was actually his dick. Such a shame, but they do say that steroids shrink your junk. He had a great face and an amazing upper body, from what I'd seen, but what he was fucking me with could have easily been attached to a preteen boy. I didn't say anything as he seemed to be having fun and I'm not a size queen. I mean I normally only go for guys with big dicks who know how to use it, but that doesn't make me shallow or anything. Like the rest of our speed date, he announced he was cumming almost before I got adjusted to the idea of being fucked by a four inch pencil. He shot his load, pulled out and fastened his pants.

"Wow, that was hot! Thanks. Fuck you're so cute. Hopefully we can get together again. He leaned in to kiss me as I stood up, and then patted me on the back and headed off. I stood there wondering if I'd just had sex or not, but with my pants around my ankles, I figured maybe I had. I got redressed and watched some of the other guys going at it before returning to the main party.

I saw the younger Zane walking around talking to people so I went over to see him. "Hey Zane. Enjoying yourself?" I asked looking him over as he was now down to his underwear. He had a nice toned body, even though he was small for his age.

"Dude, this place is sic. Do you have parties like this a lot?"

"Sometimes, but this is by far the biggest we've had," I admitted.

"Can you make sure you invite me to others? I'll give you my number," he said excitedly. "Which one are you again?"

"I'm Justin," I smiled at his bluntness. Most people if they didn't know which triplet I was, just talked to me as if they did. "Have you met the other Zane yet?"

"No," he admitted.

"Come with me," I said as we walked over to where the older Zane was standing.

"Zane, meet Zane," I said introducing them. Big Zane was wearing just his t-shirt and underwear. Like many of the guys, his pants had come off somewhere as the house heated up both in physical temperature and in sexiness.

"Wow, you're super hot," younger Zane said. "You kinda look like a movie star or something."

"Thanks. You're pretty cute yourself," he grinned as he took a sip of his drink. Small Zane stepped closer and grabbed the older boy by the crotch and felt him up causing the older Zane to almost choke on his drink.

"So do you have a big cock?" The little guy asked.

"Well, you certainly aren't shy are you? I'm okay in the dick department," he answered non-specifically.

"Are you cut or uncut?" Zane asked.

"Wow, right to it. I like this kid," older Zane said looking at me. "I'm uncut."

"Nice. I'm cut but I like uncut guys. I'm only around 6 inches, but I'm sure it'll get bigger when I get older. You wanna come upstairs and fuck me? Since we have the same name it should be kinda fun." I wasn't sure how having the same name would affect the sex at all, but it was an interesting approach.

The larger guy smiled and I could see his bulge grow slightly, giving away his true interest in the outspoken younger guy. "How old are you?"

"Old enough to know how to rock your world and be the best fuck you've ever had," he answered, causing me to almost laugh out loud. He shoved his hand into the front of the older Zane's underwear and fished his cock out as if he were just looking for change in the seat cushions. "Nice. I'd love that inside me if you're horny, Zane."

The older guy took his cock away from the younger one and put it back in his pants. "Alright, let's go fuck and see what you can really handle." The younger guy smiled and took our pool boy by the hand and dragged him off upstairs to one of the bedrooms. I guess that's one way to get what you want.

Everyone thought Marvin' was perhaps part of the party entertainment as he was extremely popular when word got around that he was there. I had loaned both him and Jeremy a pair of board shorts so they could go swimming. They changed in my room away from prying eyes, but once they hit the pool, it was like sea of piranhas attacking a baby. I think all the gay guys and girls thought they might get lucky with him, so they stuck close. Marvin' loved the attention and so did Jeremy for that matter. I wondered how many pictures were being taken of him in his swim shorts and bare chest. I had a feeling that several of the boys were sporting boners as they hung out with him. If they only knew just how easy it might be to get him into bed if they were just in the right place at the right time, but certainly nothing was going to happen in a big open area. He did have a reputation to uphold, or at the very least, not allow nude pics on the internet.

One of the things that Jason had arranged was a guy to set up a spray tan booth in the open tent at the end of the yard. Anyone who wanted to go down would be given a free tan. Of course, this was an awesome way to get people naked and keep them that way for at least 10 minutes while the spray dried. Once you'd hung around nude for that long and been tanned, you usually didn't get dressed all the way again, so the many of our guests were now just in their underwear and looking a golden brown. Even some of the girls got into the fun which had many straight boys watching. Jason said he had thought about making the tent a little more private, but then figured this would be more exciting to get things really rolling. He wasn't wrong.

I rounded up J.P. and Jason and told them that we were getting a tan. The three of us stripped and stood side by side as we got sprayed. We attracted a lot of attention as it was the first time many had seen all three of us naked together. We heard a lot of comments about our identical tattoos and how they couldn't tell us apart. Several guys were lost in their own fantasy world of doing triplets and others simply drooled. As we stood there drying off in the big tent where it was warmer, we had plenty of people coming up to talk to us. The large tent was rapidly becoming the tanning naked world. `Marvin' came over and stood with us.

"Isn't this a bit risky?" Jason asked. "Being seen with three naked gay brothers?"

"Maybe, but the tabloids might just figure it was one of those photoshopped pictures and wouldn't buy it. It would look too fake." He lowered his voice and said, "Fuck you guys look hotter than normal with tans. Jeremy and I will come back tomorrow and hopefully have some fun in private. We gonna have to leave before your party gets much wilder. Plus I have a boner that just won't go away." He waved goodbye, but avoided touching us as we were still drying. "Love you guys. See you tomorrow." I was now looking forward to tomorrow.

In the dining room, a group was playing strip poker and it was well underway. Ten of them were playing and three were girls. I was happy to see both Parker and Spencer as part of it. They were such amazing guys and had been welcomed to our group with open arms. Nobody even seemed to care they were deaf, although a lot didn't know how to adapt when talking to them. The biggest thing was to look directly at them and only one person talk at a time. But if they had trouble, they just said something. Most of the group were down to underwear and I wondered where it would go once they started to get naked. Strip poker was played many ways, but usually when you were naked, you were out. Sometimes they let you play a round naked and then if you lost again, you were out. Other times, it got a lot sexier. If you were naked and lost, you had to perform a dare of some sort to continue and it was a major dare. I had no idea what rules they were playing by, but I stood around to watch and see. It did appear though that the loser of each round had to give his or her clothing to the winner, who put it on the ground underneath them which was a unique variation that I'd never seen. I didn't have to wait long to see what was going to happen as Logan was the first one to remove his underwear. I was a little surprised how thin he looked. He was still hot, but he used to weigh 160lbs but he was probably down to 145 and on his 6 foot frame, he didn't look as toned as before. His big uncut cock was the same though. Both Logan and Cole had similar uncut dicks and they were always happy to use them.

"We have our first naked guy!" said one of the girls. "Logan, you have a choice. You can bet all the clothes under your chair on your next hand to stay in the game, or wear what you have for the rest of the night. He looked under his chair and smiled. He had two pairs of socks, three shirts and a pair of boxers. "If you play and lose, you remain naked for the rest of the night until you decide to head home, but you can't go home until the game is completely over."

He decided to keep playing and bet it all. Next to lose something was one of the girls who gave up her bra. The boys watched as she sat there with her upper frontal bumps pointing at all of them. I could see she was already having an effect on some of the straight boys as their hands went to adjust their crotches. Next to lose his underwear was Spencer and he sat there with what I knew to be a 6½" uncut dick between his legs. I sometimes thought information like that should be on your driver's license; dick size and whether you were cut or uncut. It would save a lot of time if you had a preference. Watching the clothes come off wasn't helping my erection go down and was putting a real strain on my underwear. Kyle was playing and he still had pants and underwear. I didn't even know he knew how to play poker, but he seemed to be doing pretty well. One more hand had another girl removing clothes. She surprised all the boys by leaving her bra on and taking off her panties. I guess she figured you could hide more sitting against the table than letting your boobs hang in their faces. Two more boys lost underwear but chose to stay in the game. I had a drink in my hand as Colin came up and wrapped his arm around my waist. He was shirtless, but still had pants on.

"Enjoying the housewarming baby," I said as I kissed him.

"Best party we've thrown yet," he grinned. "Damn you look sexy all tanned like that. I had to kiss two other guys that looked just like you before I found the right one," he laughed.

"Liar," I chuckled. I know you can tell Jason and me apart and with J.P.'s French accent, I think you maybe just did that because you're horny. You're still wearing your clothes. Are you SURE you're having fun?" I said as I put my head on his shoulder.

"I'm pacing myself, it's still early," he smiled knowingly. He took a sip of my drink as we stood arm in arm watching as more people got naked. Logan lost his clothing pile and was now naked and out of the game. He was going to be naked for the rest of the night.

One by one, each person got closer to the end of the game. Toby, one of the straight boys decided to quit as he had a pair of panties and a bra. As he put them on, everyone laughed at him and made him walk around the table. The lingerie was basically see-through, so he might as well have just gone naked. By the time he got back to his seat, he had a full on hardon and it was poking out the top of the panties. Try as he might, he couldn't tuck it away. He was turning everyone as he blushed.

Kyle was the big winner and ended up with almost everyone's clothes. Only two guys had chosen to quit and wear what they had. The girls got up naked together and headed for the media room. They had an entourage of naked straight boys following them. Don't you hate how obvious straight guys are when they want pussy? I almost snapped my neck as Spencer walked past me naked side by side with Parker, who was one of the guys to leave with clothing. He had two pairs of socks and a pair of tight boxers, which I think actually belonged to Spencer, so he was pretty happy. I kissed Colin and then chased after them to see what they were up to next. My dick wanted a piece of Spencer again. After all, he was a total bottom and I was a total...ummm, I was a total...Justin!

They headed to the media room as well, which excited me. The straight boys were talking to the naked girls but making no attempt to put the moves on them. I went up to Parker and pulled him in front of the girls to face them. I ran my hand over his stomach and he smiled. He may be a straight boy, but he didn't mind being touched at all. I slid my hand around his waist as I walked behind him. Then I put hands on both side of his hips and slid them into the waistband of his tight boxers. He turned his head to look at me and I just smiled and nodded as I lowered them to free his 7" penis. Now I'm no expert on girls, but I am an expert on sex. Self-proclaimed expert, I don't have a degree in it or anything...

I watched the girls closely and smiled as I noticed one of them stare intently at his dick. I reached around and took hold of it and he jumped slightly, but didn't stop me. As I stroked it and it inflated, I looked at Spencer who was watching and trying hard not to laugh. He was naked and already halfway to hard himself. The girl that was staring so intently at Parker gave the international symbol of `fuck my brains out'; she spread her legs slightly. I pushed Parker towards her and put my hand on his shoulder and pressed down. He didn't need to be told twice. He was deaf, not blind. I asked her if she wanted his dick. She licked her lips and I signed, yes to Parker in case he missed it. With how hard his dick was, he hadn't missed anything. He inched up to her on his knees and she spread her legs wider. The other straight boys were stroking themselves and probably pissed that they hadn't taken the initiative first. I aimed Parker's dick at her hole...you know, the unfamiliar one at the front that looks like one of those squishy coin purses. I always wanted to squeeze one from the top and bottom to see if it would open and have change pour out. I almost blew my load inside my shorts as I watched his dick disappear into her. She moaned and he leaned forward to kiss her. My job here was done. Now that we had the straight boys with their own show to watch, I turned my attention to Spencer and grabbed hold of his dick and took him to the back corner of the media room where there was some space. I kissed him on the lips and he responded nicely. I pulled him slowly down with me as we knelt and eventually lay together, never breaking our kiss. He smiled several times as we tried not to break our connection. Once we were side by side, he pushed me on my back and lay on top. After we'd kissed for ages, he moved down my body and licked my raging boner through my shorts, before he freed it and threw my shorts across the room. He took my cock down his throat as if he were a professional sword swallower and I felt it hit the back of his mouth and slide down his throat. He was awesome at it and as he played with my balls, I could have lain there all night. He worked on it until he felt my balls tightening and then stopped. He straddled me and in one swift movement sat on my cock and dropped right down to my balls. I was fully inserted and he smiled and leaned in for more kissing. I thrust up and down slowly as I fucked him and looked over his shoulder to see Cole watching and smiling. He was stroking his 8" dick and looked like he wanted to play. Spencer began to bounce on my dick like he was on the outdoor trampoline. He stroked his cock furiously as he enjoyed himself. Unlike Ryder, he wasn't in any major hurry and I was able to hold my orgasm back. Finally Spencer blew his full load all over me and he had obviously been holding onto it for a while as he could have easily filled up my hot tub. Well maybe not the hot tub...perhaps a coffee pot...coffee cup? Would you believe Dixie cup? I pushed him off and signed thank you and then kissed him. Cole handed me my underwear and I wiped my chest. I pulled Spencer to his feet and re-introduced him to Cole before we all went for a quick shower. Spencer headed off leaving Cole and me alone together. I took him up to my room so that I could get another pair of underwear. As I got them out, he sat on my bed and lay down and asked if he could talk to me.

"Sure, would you like a pair of underwear or are you okay naked? Keep in mind if this is a serious talk, I might not be able to concentrate with the big dick lying there unattended." He grinned and accepted the underwear. After he got into them, I wasn't sure it was any better, he looked even sexier. So how you been buddy, haven't seen you much?"

"I've been trying to get my massage business off the ground properly, but I've had to take a part-time job to make ends meet. Not as many people out there wanting massages outside a proper studio, although I do okay. I actually got certified in sports massage as I heard there were lots of possibilities there, but so far I haven't made the right connection yet," he said not sounding sad, just telling it like it was. "But I am freaking out about Logan. He's been doing so many drugs that most of the money he makes goes to that instead of helping with the bills and its really starting to affect us. I love him, but I really don't know what to do. We can't keep living like this and struggling to pay the bills every month."

"I kinda thought he looked a little thinner and his eyes seemed darker or like they were sunken, but I thought maybe that was part of the whole Emo thing," I said trying to be supportive and positive.

"No, he's lost 20 pounds and I'm starting to worry that he's gonna end up killing himself."

"Have you talked to him?"

"Yeah, of course, but he gets defensive and says he's fine and has everything under control. We've had a lot of fights about it," Cole said as he showed the emotion of the situation. I put my arm around him and pulled him close.

"I had one scare with someone, but I caught it quickly and gave him an ultimatum before it got out of control. I don't know what you do if he's so far into it that he's an addict, but can't he go to rehab or something?"

"I tried that, but he won't go. He says he doesn't have a problem. So what do I do? I can't exactly force him to go can I?"

"I dunno. I guess you have to decide what's more important; what he wants or what he needs, even if he hates you for it in the short term. Perhaps ask someone who deals with this stuff professionally. I know some people might say to tell him that either he goes to rehab or you're leaving, but if he's as far into it as you think, the drugs will probably win out. What happens if you report him to someone and they take him away and force him into rehab? Not like turning him into the cops for drugs or anything, as that could backfire and get him a criminal charge, maybe. Just get him into rehab, whatever the cost and no matter how much he hates you. If you want to get him better help than the government provides, I can pay for it. Logan is my friend too, so you just let me know what you need."

Cole hugged me and began to cry as Colin walked in and saw us. He went to turn away and I waved him in. He closed the door and sat with us.

"Colin, how do you get someone into rehab that doesn't want to go?" I asked.

"You tell them you'll cut off their trust fund and withhold sex," he smiled trying to lighten the mood, and then seriously said, "I'd probably trick them if it was urgent. If you are sure he is in trouble, you can get a blood test taken and warn your doctor what to look for. If the levels are high enough, the doctor can order him into care for his own safety. The trick is for him to give up his blood voluntarily."

"How would you do it?" Cole asked.

"Personally, I'd scare the hell out of him. Tell him that someone you slept with has HIV and you both need to go get tested. Don't go to a clinic. Go to your family doctor so that he has all your personal records. A clinic will only test for HIV if that's what you go for, but your family doctor can order a full report."

"Seriously?"

"It's worth a shot if it's important. But don't let the doctor send the person to the government programs. Usually they only keep the person for a short while and then release them into outpatient help. Send him to private care if you can afford it. Can I ask who we're talking about if you don't mind telling me?"

"Logan," Cole replied.

"I had a feeling. He's looking pretty rough. Tell us whatever help you need. We'll pay for rehab," Colin said as he hugged Cole as well. "He may really hate you for having him locked up, but in time, he'll know you did it because you love him. Justin is about two guys away from being sent to sex rehab and locked up."

"Oooo, do they ease you off sex by sending twinks to your room in decreasing regularity?" I asked hopefully.

"No, they send 300 pound 60 year old men first and then follow it up grandmothers."

"Okay, okay, I'm cured," now get out so I can take care of Cole. I mean help Cole with his problem..." Colin leaned in and kissed me and then Cole. We both thanked him, and after he left Cole hugged me hard.

"Thanks, I think that helped. Who knows what will happen, but it's a place to start," he said kissing me.

"I have something else that might help. As you may have heard, Colin and I are about to open a private school for gay boys grade 8 to 12 and we need a sports therapist for the physical education department. I thought you were busy, but you'd be ideal for the job."

"Thanks, but I know that high schools don't have sports therapists. That's for Colleges with major programs like football or soccer," he smiled.

"Well, we're a private school and we're going to have a major sports program eventually, so you might as well get used to the boys and show them things like the proper way to stretch or take knots out of their muscles or whatever a sports therapist does."

"You're just making this up to give me some work, aren't you?"

"I wouldn't do that. What if the boys get hurt? We have a nurse on staff, who is a counsellor and health teacher. So he is too busy to do sports related injuries as well, especially if it's just muscle strain or sprains or something. Perhaps if you wanted to take additional classes to get more medical training, this would allow you to do it. It pays well and I'd love you to be part of the school," I said honestly.

"Let me think about it and maybe we can talk more later in the week, after I try to deal with Logan."

"Cool. Now should we take care of your boner?"

"Won't that get you sent to sex rehab?" He chuckled.

"No, you heard Colin; I get to do two guys before he does that. Of course he has to catch me first," I grinned. "Let me take you downstairs and show you something special. Maybe I'll give you a job interview and see how good you are.

We headed downstairs holding hands and got to the basement door. I put my finger on the lock and opened the door. We went downstairs and he stopped to stare at the wine cellar.

"Nice. You can leave me here. I'll be good, I promise," he laughed.

We made our way over to the dungeon and I opened the door with my fingerprint again. Cole laughed. "This could be my favorite floor in the whole house."

"Welcome to the playroom," I said putting my arms out.

"This is insane dude. You have shit down here that I've never seen before, but I certainly recognize the old sling. Good to see it made it. Nice massage table, holy carp!"

"Carp?" I asked.

"Yeah my mouth has autocorrect. I meant crap."

"I had a massage one day when Colin and I were on a date night and the guy had a table like this. The bottom part spreads open so the masseuse can get right between your legs for a better massage."

"Right! THAT's why you like it...for the massage. Come on Justin, how long have I known you now. I'm pretty sure you like it because you get to get right up to the guys ass for a nice fuck."

I pretended to look shocked and then laughed. "So you gonna show me your talents Mr. Sports therapist?"

Cole stepped up to me and smiled. "Sir, if you'd like to climb on the table, I'd be happy to work those knots out of your muscles. Would you like a deep tissue massage?" He said trying to sound professional.

"Yes please. I heard you're the best in the business, so go ahead and work my body hard," I said as I climbed on the table in my underwear.

"Sir, you may want to remove your underwear so that we don't get oil on them and I can get tight into your lower back muscles. I'll hand you a towel and give you some privacy while I get the oil ready. He handed me one of the towels off the shelf and turned around to grab the baby oil. I use the unscented stuff as I don't want to smell like a baby. I stripped and lay face down with the towel over my ass like a normal massage. Cole poured oil on my shoulders and worked on me as he had so many times before. He was really good and I could lie there forever letting him do it. We made casual chit chat as if I were his client and he were the professional. It was actually really nice. His fingers dug into my shoulders and muscles as he worked each one, before moving down my body to do my legs.

"I guess we should see how this high tech table works," he said as I felt him unfasten the two sides. As he moved the left wing, my foot slipped off a little. He stopped and said "I guess that's what these Velcro straps are for." He strapped each ankle to the table and spread my legs until the table clicked into the first notch. "Does it go further apart?" He asked.

"Yeah, as far as you need it to," I told him and waited as he pushed my legs even wider. I shuffled a bit and let my cock drop down into the opening.

"Nice. I can see why you like this table," Cole said appreciatively. "So many possibilities." He stepped between my legs and worked on each one focusing on my thighs. "This is actually much easier to get inside the thighs and really work the muscle." Then he got to the good stuff and ran his hands under the towel to work on my ass. He moved the towel aside and I was lying naked and fully exposed to him. Nothing we hadn't done many times before.

He ran his fingers into my crack and rubbed my rosebud to tease me before he massage my back and down into my crack again. I felt him move closer and his big dick touched my ass. I hadn't even heard him remove his shorts, but I recognized the feel of a dick rubbing my ass cheeks. He pushed forward as he put his hands on my shoulders and slowly and gently entered me. The long cock made its way inside and I moaned as he started the ever important prostate massage. He was perfect and I lay there totally relaxed as he fucked me. Each thrust causing my hard dick to leak precum all over the floor.

"God Cole, that's amazing. The best massage I've had in a long time. Don't be scared to give me that deep tissue type you promised." He laughed slightly and increased speed to give my prostate the workout of the day. Each thrust was sending electric stimulation throughout my whole body. I kept moaning in pleasure causing him to drill me even harder. He patiently fucked in and out using his hands to continue to rub my shoulder neck, back and ass cheeks. He silently thrust hard into me and I felt his warm seed filled my ass, almost pushing me over the edge, as he reached back and gripped my calves and pushed himself forward. He pulled out once he was done and reached between my legs to massage my balls and cock. I knew that I was about to cum and told him. The next thing I felt was his mouth around my cock as got down underneath me. He deep throated my pole and jammed his finger into my ass which is all it took to finish me off. My cock spurted and throbbed as it jettisoned my load into his waiting mouth. I heard him swallowing as fast as he could as my balls drained into him. As the jets slowed, he reached up and yanked on my cock to squeeze everything out of it as if it were a teat on a cow. He stood back up and once again stood between my legs and leaned down to kiss all the way down my body starting at my neck and ending at the bottom of my feet.

"That was the short version of the massage," he said. "Was that okay for the job interview?"

"You've got the job," I said. "The only condition is that you have to give the boss, me, a massage everyday if they're all like that." Cole rubbed my back and then pushed my legs back together after he got my cock out of the way. He unstrapped my legs and I jumped off the table. We hugged and kissed for a few minutes.

"Thanks Justin. You're a pretty amazing friend," Cole said giving me a very heartfelt and long hug.

"So are you Cole. I'm always here if you need me and I look forward to seeing more of you. Wanna see something else that's super cool?"

"Sure. This house never seems to stop giving does it?"

I went and turned the lights down low and opened the hatch on the wall and flipped the switch. The ceiling cover retracted and he jumped, similar to what I had done the first time. He watched with an open mouth as the pool came into view. We were now looking up at all the naked guys swimming in the pool and I jumped on the massage table and lay on my back. Cole joined me and although it was a tight fit, we watched the guys swim back and forth. It was funny to see how many gropes and attempted underwater blowjobs were happening. At one point we watched two guys fuck up against the edge of the pool.

"This is WAY better than lying on the grass to watch the stars or clouds," Cole said as we commented on the action.

"I know right," I agreed. Eventually we decided to get back to the party and headed upstairs in our underwear.

Cole was back in good spirits and went for additional liquid spirits. Since the playroom had been opened up once, I went to find Myles and Jared and took them down and told them to have fun in there. Needless to say they were in heaven as they explored everything. Jared tied Myles to almost everything to see how it all worked, and Myles picked a few of his favorite things as they figured them out. I left them alone but told Jared to use his slave properly and train him with all the equipment in the room.

About a half hour later, I found Max and Ryan, Jared's straight friends swimming in the pool. "How's the water?" I asked as I sat on the side of the deck and put my feet into the water.

"Nice and warm," Ryan said swimming over to the side to meet me. "Love the new house. Have you seen Jared and Myles lately?"

"Yeah, they're in the basement," I said as I look at his cute wet face dripping in front of me.

"Basement? I thought this was the basement," he said as Max swam up next to him.

"No, there's another floor below this one. Things like the wine cellar and other stuff. Have you guys been laid yet?" Ryan shook his head no. "Well you can't leave here without at least getting a blowjob. What kind of host would I be? Get dried off and I'll take you downstairs to find Jared and Myles." They both lifted themselves out of the water and were completely naked. I had forgotten that these two had absolutely no problem with nudity. They grabbed a couple of towels and dried themselves quickly and wrapped the towels around their waists as they followed me downstairs. Both guys were impressed by the wine cellar and gave a confused look when they saw inside the dungeon.

Myles was bent over in the stocks ready for anything. His feet were wide apart and he had a spreader bar between them. He was blindfolded and his ass was pink. "Been paddling your slave have you?" I said when we walked in. Jared was walking around looking for additional things.

"Yeah, this room is a ton of fun."

"I found a couple of lost straight boys up there who say they haven't been laid yet tonight. Are you not looking after them?"

Jared smiled and waved at his buddies who were looking at Myles all tied up.

"Max, why don't you drop the towel and let Myles give you a blowjob. We can't very well let you leave without at least getting head."

"I dunno," he said looking nervous. It was one thing to watch guys make out, like the last party they were at, but as far as I knew he had never been with one.

"Come on, you guys have the perfect friendships. Two horny straight guys with two horny gay guys. It doesn't get more ideal than that. You have a need and they take care of it. Max, has Myles ever given you a blowjob before?"

"Uhhh..." he said looking at Jared and Ryan.

"Wow! So that's a yes, and we know Ryan loves getting head, so what's the big deal? Max, step up closer to Myles. If he doesn't want to blow you, he won't open his mouth, but I can guarantee he wants it as much as you do."

Max went over to Myles to look at him all secured in place. Myles had his mouth open before Max got halfway there. "See, he's hornier than you are," I laughed. Max undid the towel and let it fall to the floor and like all guys, fluffed his cock and balls when they were being displayed to others, just to get that extra fullness. You don't want to stand in front of your buddies with pool penis after all.

"Just lift your cock into his mouth and he'll do the rest. Don't worry about getting hard or anything, Myles will get you there, and when you're ready just juice him. That's the great thing about getting a fag to blow you, no clean up required and you leave with your nuts drained so you can sleep better," I coaxed. Max had a nice cut penis and a full bush of hair and he carefully stepped up to his friend and nervously fed him his cock. He must have been horny to just do it without complaint. Now it was Ryan's turn, but he needed a bit more adventure.

"Jared, I think Ryan is much hornier than Max, why don't you bend over the horse there and lube up your ass." Jared didn't have to be asked twice, his long uncut dick swinging between his legs, nicely framed by a small trimmed patch of pubes. He squirted a bit of lube onto his finger and worked it into his ass as he bent over the pummel (sic) horse. Seems like an appropriate name for that piece of equipment, since he was about to get pummelled. (Yeah, I know it's called a pommel horse, but that really would take away from my fantasy now wouldn't it).

I stepped up behind Ryan and cupped my hands over his towel covered package. I smiled when I felt that he was already hard with anticipation. I popped the towel and let it fall to the floor. His dick bounced out like a springboard. I put a bit of lube on my hand and reached around to coat his shaft. I pulled his foreskin all the way back to expose the head on his 6½ inch dick and then ran my finger over the tip to get him stimulated. I pushed him up to Jared and whispered in his ear. "Okay, go to it. Fuck `im". I held his cock in place as he pushed himself into his gay friend and sighed as the tight ass took its grip.

"See, I'm telling you, straight boys with gay friends has all sorts of benefits. Ryan put his hands on Jared's hips and slowly fucked back and forth. I got on my knees behind Ryan to watch his cute ass tensing with each movement. I reached between his legs to play with his balls and give him added stimulation. He had really nice size balls and they were already tight in his sac as he enjoyed his fuck, but I wasn't finished yet. Ryan had let Forrest blow him at Jared's birthday party and I figured he wouldn't mind a little further education. I pulled his ass cheeks apart to look at his nice pink pucker before gave it a quick lick along the whole length. He gave a purring sound, so I was guessing that he liked it. That's all the encouragement I needed. I used more strength and both hands to pull his ass cheeks wide apart and flicked my tongue at his hole several times. Then I licked it firmly. Ryan had stopped fucking as I gave him his first rimming. A straight boy that receives his first rimming is about the same as when they score the first touchdown. They never forget the overwhelming rush, and then they want to do it again and again. I pushed my tongue past his pucker into his hole as I held his ass cheeks wide. I had brought my A game for this rimming and shoved my head as firmly into him as I could, even forcing him forward into Jared's ass. I lapped, licked and poked his hole with everything I had until he was squirming all over the place. He was probably filling Jared's ass with a litre of precum. Then it was time to move to the next thing a straight boy needs to understand. The prostate...it's not just for doctors anymore. I lubed up my index finger, pulled my tongue back slightly, and rubbed the finger across his hole and pressed slightly into it. He moaned again as I teased the entrance. I added more lube as I licked his crack to keep him stimulated. Slowly, without rushing things, I pressed my digit into his ass and went searching for his prostate. It was exactly where it should be, just behind his balls and I pressed down on it. He gasped and jumped slightly, so I rubbed it more. The whole time I was kissing and licking his ass anywhere I could, trying to keep him moving inside Jared. This boy was hornier than I thought, so I added a second finger which caused him to stop while I stretched him open further. Once he got used to the feeling, he began to fuck again. I smiled to myself and pulled my fingers out and stood up, making sure I kept rubbing a finger up and down his crack. I dropped my underwear and rubbed my hard cock between his ass cheeks as I poured additional lube onto him. I rubbed his back as I thrust my cock up and down along the length of his crack, occasionally letting the tip push against his entrance slightly. I whispered to him. "Just relax and breathe," I said as I put a hand on my dick and pointed it directly at his hole. I pressed the tip gently against his anus and pushed forward feeling the resistance of his virgin ass. Ryan's head turned quickly and looked at me.

"I'm not sure about that," he said looking at me for reassurance. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Trust me," I said as I kept pushing. "Just relax. I'm only teasing your ass so that it stimulates your cock in Jared's ass," I lied as I eased back a little and rubbed my hardon around in the extra lube on his ass before pushing back against his hole. I added a bit more pressure and felt his hand come around and grip my thigh. I lowered my chest down towards his back and used a hand to rub his shoulder. "Just fuck him. Enjoy that nice tight ass. Come on straight boy show Jared how you can fuck." As he pulled back to have another go at pounding Jared, I pushed forward, and the tip of my dick popped past his sphincter into his virgin hole. He yelped and stopped moving.

"Relax Ryan. It's in. That was the hardest part, now just enjoy it," I whispered. He was breathing rapidly in short bursts as my cock filled his entrance, my helmet gripped tightly inside. This was my own version of the Trojan horse. A wooden shaft filled with semen ready to invade the virgin courtyard of Ryan. "Keep fucking him Ryan and I'll stimulate your prostate until you cum."

Ryan moved back into Jared and I moved with him so that I wouldn't pop out. Then when he pulled back, I stayed in place and my cock slid further into his ass. He was getting mild pain and incredible pleasure all at once as he fucked and got fucked at the same time. He rocked back and forth between the two of us and it didn't take much of that before he picked up speed and announced that he was gonna cum. I couldn't let that go to waste without letting him feel a real fuck, so I took hold of his hips and pounded the hell out of him until he screamed that he was cumming and shot his load into Jared. I could feel his ass muscles with each pulse of his cock, and my own dick thanked him by firing all torpedoes. I continued to fuck the hell out of Ryan until I thought he'd had enough. I pulled out gently and watched as he separated from Jared's ass.

"Owww," he said as he put his hand to his ass and jumped around a bit.

"Ahhh, ya big pussy. You loved it or you wouldn't have shot a massive load into squishy bum over there," I smiled and teased. Ryan grinned as he hopped around and went to the shower. Jared followed him and gave me a kiss as he walked by. I looked at Max who had finished with Myles a long time ago and had just been watching. "Okay, straight boy number two, come here. You're next to lose that cherry," I said as I went up to him crouching like he was my prey.

"Hell no!" He shrieked and laughed as he took off. I chased him all over the room and he tried to whip me with a towel that he grabbed. I eventually caught him and gave him a bear hug against me as I lifted him off the ground; his legs moving furiously as if he were still trying to get away.

"Okay, boy time to give up your ass," I laughed thrusting my limp dick against his crack.

He shrieked again as he continued to laugh. Of course, if I'd been hard I probably would have tried, but for now we were just playing.

"Okay, I'll let you off, but on one condition," I said as I put him on the ground and spun him around to face me.

"Which is?" He smiled.

"You'll have to kiss me and if it's good enough, I won't fuck you today."

He stepped closer, put his hand on the back of my head, and pressed his lips to mine. He opened his mouth slightly and when I felt his tongue, I opened up to let him inside. Max pulled my head firmly against his and kissed me like no straight boy I have ever known. I wrapped my arms around him and we kissed seemingly forgetting that one of us was straight and the other was married. After what must have been an eternity, he stopped and stepped back with a giant smile on his face. His white teeth taking over his face.

"Good enough?" he said as he turned to head for the shower. I just stood there with an erection. Good enough? I thought to myself. This boy could give master classes in kissing. For the first time in a long time I was speechless and just stood there.

"Holy fuck!" I said finally. "Holy fuck!" My dick was hard, so I went over to Myles still in a bit of a trance, and shoved it into him to relieve the pressure. The whole time my mind was processing the incredible kiss from the straight boy. The only words my mind could continue to process was `Holy fuck!'

I fucked Myles but I wasn't really into it and my dick began to deflate as I came back to reality. I grinned and decided to just have fun of my own. I had needed to take a wicked piss for ages, so I just let loose and pissed inside Myles. Once I had drained myself and given the slave a nice warm enema, I realized that I didn't really want him spraying it all over the dungeon. "Jared, would you get me one of the butt plugs over there. I filled your slave up with piss and we need to cork him up so that he doesn't make a mess."

Both straight boys looked at me as if I were joking, but Jared quickly got the butt plug and handed it to me. "Okay slave, keep your ass nice and tight as I pull out. If you get piss on my floor, you'll be licking it up." I pulled out slowly at first and then popped the head out quickly so his ass could clamp shut. The butt plug was lubed up and inserted roughly into him.

"That should hold it all in until you release him," I said. Ryan looked at me.

"Did you really piss in his ass?"

"Sure. Myles loves being dominated and will do whatever he's told. In the gay world, he's what we call a slave and Jared is his Master. It's a roleplaying thing for them, but when he's in this mode you can do lots of things with him. Fuck him, spank him, piss in him, whatever he's trained to do. Just ask his master first before you do things that you're unsure of.

"Does he drink piss?" Ryan asked.

"I dunno. Jared, have you trained your boy to drink piss yet?"

"No, we've only done piss on the skin and hair and in the ass so far, but he should learn it soon," he replied.

"You got him in position, why not train him now. Give him a squirt and have him deal with it. Might as well see how he handles it. You'd like that wouldn't you Myles?"

"Yes sir, thank you sir," he said.

Jared looked at Ryan. "You wanna give him a bit of yours since you asked?"

"Probably just a shot to start to see what he does with it," Jared said. "Let's get him out of those stocks though and put him in the shower in case he chokes on it or something worse. I helped get Myles out of the confinement and as he stood up he moved his arms and legs to get the circulation back in them. Jared led him over to the shower area and had him kneel. "Okay Ryan, go for it." We watched as Ryan stepped up to Myles and aimed his cock at him. I thought he would put his dick right down his throat, but instead, he put it just at his lips. He pulled his foreskin back to make sure he got the perfect spray and then squirted a shot of piss into the slave. We all stood waiting and watching to see what would happen. It was like we'd launched a nuclear weapon and were waiting for the fallout. Myles swallowed it and nothing else happened. Talk about a non-event.

"Myles can you leave your throat open when drinking?" I asked.

"Yes sir," he replied. I smiled. He had been practicing which was useful in not having a gag reflex when being face fucked.

"Okay, open your throat and take the rest of what Ryan offers. You ready Ryan?"

"Sure, this is so weird though. I'm looking down the throat of a guy. Weird." He aimed his cock again and we all watched as he opened the flood gates and poured a full load of piss into Myles who did nothing except close his eyes. When Ryan finished, he smirked and wiped his dick on Myles lips. "I can't fucking believe that. That is some seriously kinky fucked up shit," he said as he stepped back into the shower to wash his dick, even though it hadn't actually been anywhere. Myles was given permission to use the toilet, remove the butt plug and drain himself before showering. He had to do all of it in front of us as the toilet had no privacy. He took several large gulps of water and spit it out. He hacked and coughed as he cleaned out his throat, but other than that, he had handled it well. I knew that Jared and him would talk about it later as it was something new between them. Whether he did it again or not was to be seen. We all headed back upstairs, but stayed naked.

The pools were finally active and most were swimming naked. The foam room was on a timer, so that it wouldn't just run all night and fill the lower floor with bubbles. Once it got going, more and more people wanted to try it out. Some were just enjoying the bubbles as they slipped and slid against each other, some knew about it already from the other house and were in full on fucking mode. I watched as a few guys boned each other and paid particular attention to the guys I didn't know, so I could see their bodies and dicks. The steam room and sauna were a little more subdued, but all the guys were naked while the girls were in underwear, teasing. I watched the girl named Britney leave with a guy that I figured was straight. He was so hard that there was no mistaking what was on his mind and she was staring at it lustfully. It was pretty obvious that she was about to hand over her V card, if indeed she still had it.

I saw Aaron sitting in the corner, so I went over and kneeled between his legs and took hold of his dick. "Having fun?" I asked stroking him gently.

"Of course, I'm just taking a break before I head back to the outdoor pool with everyone else. Troy's friends are pretty nice."

"You getting laid lots?"

"Enough, but Colton and Darren aren't the type to fool around and their friend Zane seems like he has ADHD. I managed to hold him still long enough to fuck him, but then he bounced off to someone else. Still fun though. This house is so much better than the other one." His dick had risen to fully hard as I stroked him and I smiled as I waved it so others could see. A few of the boys were hard just watching us, which was to be expected. Aaron was usually the center of attention when his dick was on display like this. I stood up and whispered quietly in his ear. "Have fun. I think you're about to get jumped." I kissed him on the cheek and turned to leave. "Dude, don't put yourself down. You're cock is okay. I'm sure someone will want that again tonight." I left and went to the pool nothing bothering to look and see if the vultures attacked or not.

I headed upstairs to the bedroom we had opened up and found Forrest on his back being fucked by his friend Bryan. He was at the far side of the bed leaving lots of room for others. I decided to stay and see just how a horse hung orangutan actually fucks. Apparently I wasn't the only one who wanted to see as Mark, Kelly's boyfriend was also watching. Mark was naked lying on his back with his head against the headboard. I took the opportunity check out his dark brown body. He was fully erect at about 7 inches and cut. He wasn't massive like you hear about in the stereotype rumors, but it was a nice dick and I lay down beside him and took hold of it. He smiled and told me to turn around so we were in a 69 position. He played with me while we watched Forrest being sodomized by Gomorrah. Bryan was sweating hard and his forehead was dripping onto Forrest's chest. He was pounding hard as if he were trying to snap Prince Twinkledick in half. Each thrust he grunted and moaned. He was definitely into what he was doing and Forrest was stroking his cock as he enjoyed the hard ramming. Now at least I know what an orangutan fucks like. I leaned in to suck on Mark's thick black cock and it tasted just like a white cock. Silly, I know, but somehow I expected it to taste chocolately instead of vanillaish. I tried not to giggle as I thought about it. I felt the bed move and someone else pressed up against me and began kissing my neck. I looked up briefly and saw one of the other black guys behind me. He pulled my ass cheek apart and began to insert himself into my ass. Did I have a sign on my ass that said `no waiting, enter here'? Not that I was complaining, although he certainly had a big thick dick. He was stretching me out fully. Mark had my dick in his mouth and as the new guy got all the way into me, I felt like an Oreo cookie. A double stuffed Oreo cookie, I might add. In no time at all, I was receiving two loads of cum into me. Again, it didn't taste different and I wanted to pull Mark's cock out and see if I were getting a brown sauce or a white sauce. My mind said that if their bodies and dicks were brown, they maybe the cum was also brown. What did I know? I made a point to look at Mark's cock when I pulled it out and squeezed the last few drops out. It was white cum, just in case you were wondering too.

After Mark had licked the cream out of double stuffed me, we snapped apart and watched Bryan finish Forrest off. I leaned down and sucked Forrest's cock just as he shot his load, while Bryan yelled some tribal grunt and almost lifted Forrest clear off the bed. I half expected cum to shoot out of Forrest's nose the intensity was so great. Once Bryan was down, he dropped Forrest and his cock came rushing out in to view. He was definitely hung. He was easily as big as Aaron, and perhaps a little thicker. Forrest wasted no time in scrambling up to suck the remaining cum out of his friend.

He looked at me and grinned. "Like a horse!"

"If you're ever into sharing, you gotta come back another day and let me have a ride on that," I smiled at both of them.

"You can have it now if you want," Bryan said. "I probably won't cum, but I could go another round." Forrest smiled and I quickly took his placed on the bed. Bryan lifted my legs onto his shoulders and slammed his cock into me in one swift movement. I involuntarily let out a big breath of air as if he'd squeezed it out of me. My ass was throbbing as he fucked the hell out of me. No introduction, no buying me dinner, just straight in up to my tonsils and pounded hard. I wondered if he was straight. It seemed like such a straight boy move. Forrest was watching closely and almost cheered when Bryan lifted my ass up off the bed, slammed into me and grunted again to signify that he was having another orgasm...or heart attack. Then, like he had with Forrest, he just dropped me and my ass slammed shut as his cock rushed out. I think I yelped in pain. That's no way to leave the tunnel. You gotta go slow as you approach the station. Ouch and fuckin' ouch.

"Thanks," I squeaked as I inched off the bed and walked funny all the way to my bathroom for a shower. My ass really was throbbing from that fuck so I decided to go cool off with a swim, and hang out with some of the guys for a while. I didn't bother with underwear, what was the point. The cool water did a great job of soothing my ass and shrinking it back down to normal size. By the time I had recovered, I wondered if I should go look for him again. But I behaved myself. Well I behaved myself Justin style and only played casually with others that I wanted to know better.

Young Zane came up to me again towards the end of the night and smiled. "So which one are you?"

"Justin," I said, almost ready for the question this time. "Should I get a name tag for you?"

"That's not a bad idea," he smiled. "Your friends are all totally awesome. So you wanna fuck me?"

"Geez don't be shy Zane. Come out and say what you really mean," I laughed.

"Troy said you have a big dick, so I really want you to fuck me. You can just lie on your back if you want. I can ride it if it's easier for you."

"So Troy has been telling people how big my dick is huh?" I grinned "So what's the biggest dick you can handle?"

"Well Kyle's boyfriend, Aaron is 9½ inches, so 9½ inches," he smiled. "I really want you to fuck me. You're one of the guys I haven't been with yet, so I don't want to leave you out. Please fuck me. I really need it."

"You think so huh? Okay, come with me," I said staring at him, trying not to show expression. I led him to the foam room, which was still half full of foam, but not so high that you couldn't see into it. As soon as we got inside I took Zane by the arm and pulled him over to the counter and spun him to face it. I bent him over and pressed his chest hard against the cold marble. Then I yanked his shorts down and pulled them off. I balled them up and shoved them into his mouth which seemed to surprise him. If he wanted to be aggressive, then I'd show him some aggression. Maybe it would slow him down a bit. I held him down with one hand as I took off my own underwear. Looking at his cute ass and small frame, I was already hard so I stepped up behind him kicked his legs further apart until they were painfully wide and he was unable to stand up. I knew he was well lubed up and probably had natural lube inside him if he'd been fucking that much, so I slammed hard into him and pounded away without giving him time to adjust. He was moaning and grunting slightly underneath me as I ravaged his hole. I took hold of his hips and drove as deep into him, using force that hopefully he'd never felt before.

"This is how a real man fucks his bitch," I snarled at him trying to sound all mean and shit. It might sound more menacing if I were 6 foot 5 and 250lbs of solid hairy muscle, but I'd have to do with my smooth 5'9 135lbs frame for now. I hammered him hard and every time he tried to rise up to have a look, I pushed him back down and told him to stay still. I could see him in the mirror and he looked hilarious with his underwear hanging out of his mouth like a dog with a bone. I grabbed his hair a few times and pulled on it as I continued to ram his hole. Then I leaned forward, put my hands under his chest and pinched his tiny tits, pulling down hard on them as I fucked even harder. He yelped slightly as I think I pulled on them a little harder than he expected. I fired my load into him and made a point of yelling as I did it. "Oh yeah! Here it comes slut. Oh FUUUUCK yeah! I held onto him and then wiggled back and forth from side to side taking him with me so that he knew he was being bred. I had no idea if I had anything left to pump into him, but he'd never know. I pulled out roughly, grabbed his hair and pulled him backwards to spin him around.

"Get on your knees bitch," I said as I pushed him down. He dropped surprisingly quickly perhaps because he hadn't found his balance yet, or perhaps his legs were weak from being spread and fucked so hard. As soon as he got down I yanked the underwear out of his mouth and shoved my softening cock down his throat. I was amazed that he actually took it without gagging. "Lick it clean. I don't want to be walking around with your ass juice on it all night." I held his hair and fucked his face. The little shit was having the time of his life as I felt his tongue working my shaft as if it were a popsicle. After several thrusts, I pulled out and shoved the underwear back in his mouth and slapped him lightly on the sides of the face before I yanked him to his feet by his hair. I figured that might teach him to be a bit more careful, who he chose to fuck him, especially with people he didn't know.

He looked me right in the eyes and I couldn't really read his expression. He pulled The underwear out of his mouth and began babbling. "Holy shit, that was fucking AMAZING." He leaned in to kiss me and threw his arms around me and then jumped up and wrapped his legs around my waist. I had to hold him to avoid falling over at the surprise attack. "Oh my god, that was the best fuck of the night. Your cock is perfect. I love you!"

So much for teaching him a lesson. I've probably just created a monster and the next slave for the gay community. He was hugging and kissing me so much I thought I was going to drown. "Get down!" I barked at him smiling. He unwrapped his feet and stood on the floor, but kept his arms around my neck and continued to tap at my face with his lips like a woodpecker.

"Can we do it again? That was wild. Everyone else was so gentle and just gave me a nice easy fuck. That was so fucking hot! Pound me again."

"DOWN BOY!" I said trying not to chuckle. "That didn't hurt?"

"No, that was perfect. I loved it...I love you," he said as a tear ran down his face. "I always wanted someone to show me what real sex was like. Please do it again."

"Zane, buddy. Pace yourself. First...I'm not a machine. I can't just pop it back up and bone you right away. We're guys, we need time to recharge, and second, you should teach your boyfriend to do that if that's what you like."

"I will but his dick is nowhere near as big as yours. He's not like you at all."

"That's' true. I'm one of a kind," I smiled running my fingers through my hair.

"Well, except for your identical brothers," Zane laughed.

"Shut up bitch!" I laughed. "So do you like to fuck as well, or just get fucked?"

"I've fucked a couple of times, but I prefer to get fucked and suck dick," he admitted quickly.

"You ever been tied down when you've been used?"

"No, is it fun?"

"Some people seem to think so. They like giving up control and being used. Next time you come over, maybe I'll show you a thing or two."

"Can I come back tomorrow?" he asked eagerly.

"I'm busy tomorrow. Relax you don't have to do everything in one weekend."

He thanked me again and bounced off to find something, or someone, else to do.

Slowly the party wound down and those that were leaving were gone, while others remained straggled around the house on various couches or in the bedrooms. According to ADAM the current occupancy of the house was 18. So we still had 12 guests, 11 if you didn't include J.P.

I strolled past the sofa in the living room and saw a cute boy asleep on his side with his back towards me. He was just in his underwear, and curled up in almost a fetal position with his ass hanging over the edge. I knelt down to take a look at him and touched his smooth back, running my hand along it. He never moved, so he had obviously enjoyed himself. Either that or he was dead. I ran my hand over his underwear and felt his ass, which was firm and just the right size to grope. He had just a small amount of hair on his legs and it was soft and sexy. I moved my attention back to his ass and felt my dick start to rise again. I had been pretty sure it was worn out, but apparently it had some life left in it after all. I pushed my hand into the top of his underwear to feel his warm ass cheeks and then slid a finger down his crack. He had a little trace of hair around his hole, but other than that was basically smooth. There were clear signs of lube, so he had at least been fucked tonight. The true sign of a good party. I pushed the back of his shorts down to take a better look, and with the way his ass was stretched, his pink eye was looking back at me and winking. They say pink eye is contagious and they aren't kidding. I caught the fever immediately. I ran my hand over his exposed ass and my cock immediately jumped to fully hard inside my shorts. There was no way I could go to sleep with it throbbing like that, so I figured I should take care of it. The cute boy was obviously in a position to help me out, so I pulled his shorts down, struggling a bit to get them completely off. I was just going to leave them partially down, but I really wanted to see the whole package. His penis was limp and from the way it was tucked under him, I couldn't see much definition except that he was circumcised. His balls seemed nice and smooth in a fairly compact bag, but it was his ass that was providing the biggest stimulation. I looked around for some lube and saw a small tube of it just by the chair a short distance away. I crawled over and grabbed it and removed my own underwear in the process. I leaned in and licked the boy's hole to see if he would react, but he didn't, so I pulled his cheeks apart and went to town on rimming his sweet pink hole. He was delicious and probably one of the best snacks I'd had all night, well at least since the last guy. I squirted a bit of lube into his hole and fingered it in. Still no reaction, so I decided just to go for it and knelt up against his ass. I pushed easily into him, experiencing no resistance at all. He was tight and extremely smooth as I pounded his hole. After a couple minutes at that angle I wanted to go deeper, so I pulled his legs off the couch and manhandled him into a kneeling position on floor with his head on the sofa. I re-entered his ass and fucked him hard, figuring for sure he would wake up, but he stayed pass out. I kissed his back and reached under him to play with his tiny little nipples. I was just about to blow my load, so I reached down to take hold of his still limp cock and stroked it until I filled him up with whatever was left inside me. I lay on him until I was sure that I had pumped my last drop and pulled out. As if that wasn't evil enough of me, I grinned and stuck my finger into him so that I could get my cum out. Then I looked around to his face, pulled his lower lip down with my other hand and wiped my cum on the inside of his mouth. When he woke up, he would taste that and wonder just what he had done all night. I lifted him back onto the couch and was going to put his underwear back on but then figured I'd just keep it. As I looked around at all the other people passed out, I decided to really be mean. I ran around the house picking up all the clothes I could find and hid them in the front closet. I locked the towel cupboard and picked up all the wet towels and threw them in the laundry room. I was just about to go to bed, but thought that maybe I should go one step further, so I quietly went around and stripped everyone naked. A few were already naked with just a blanket over them, others were in underwear and a couple were fully clothed. By the time I was done, they were all naked and their clothes were hidden. Maybe that was a bit much, but it sure was fun. I was satisfied with my work and went to bed. As I walked past one of the bedrooms, I heard the distinct sounds of a couple guys still enjoying themselves. I peeked in the open door and saw Cole fucking the stuffing out of Robbie, Jordan's best friend. I slowly entered and Cole looked over and smiled. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the very drunk 16 year old who was on his back with his legs over Cole's shoulder.

"I thought he was straight?" I grinned.

"He is, but he's a horny straight boy. Jordan is in bed with Kyle and Aaron, so he strolled in here and got into bed with me out of nowhere. I gave him a massage and one thing led to another and here we are," he said as he fucked the younger guy beneath him.

I looked at Robbie carefully. He had an erection, so he must have been enjoying himself. His 6 inch uncut erection was leaking precum like a faucet. No doubt about his horniness. "I thought he had pubes earlier," I said noticing that he was now as smooth as a preteen.

"He did. There was a shaving party in one of the bathrooms and several guys had all their pubes removed. Jordan was one of them and convinced his drunk buddy to do it as well. I have a feeling that all that touching of his dick is what got him so horny. You want to fuck him when I'm done?" Cole offered.

"No, I just boned a guy downstairs so I'm heading up to bed, but if he's still in the mood in the morning, I'd love to take a ride on the straight boy express." I kissed Cole as he fucked and I wished I had something left, as Robbie was just as cute as Jordan, and of course he was a straight boy. The forbidden fruit that tastes so much sweeter than a gay boy. "See you in the morning sweetie. I stood up to head back to my room and then just turned around and bent over to kiss Robbie full on the mouth and pushed my tongue into him before I left. No point in letting the opportunity pass me by completely.

Just before I got into bed, I remembered to lock the house. "ADAM, lock all exterior doors." The ding sounded and part of me thought it was time for another round, so I climbed into bed with Colin, Jake and TJ. I snuggled up against Jake and almost pushed my dick into him, but ended up passing out instead. In the morning, or probably closer to noon, I awoke to being fucked. I looked over at who was in me, and saw that it was Jake. His 7½" nicely cut dick was fully inside and he was just gently rocking back and forth.

"Mmmmm, now that's the way to wake up in the morning." I looked over his shoulder and saw Colin with `TJ's legs over his shoulder giving him the morning wake up. I put my head back on the pillow and let Jake unload into me. We strolled into the shower together and made out and cleaned up until TJ and Colin joined us. With such a large shower we could easily accommodate everyone. We put our shorts on and strolled downstairs to where several naked guys were wandering around.

"Someone took all our clothes," one guy complained but not bothered that he was naked. Kyle and Aaron were also naked in the kitchen making coffee for everyone.

I smiled. "I think I saw the waiters picking clothes up and putting them in the entry closet, but feel free to stay naked. Kinda the norm around here anyway." The guy headed to the closet and returned with all the clothes and put them on the pool table. Some guys got dressed and headed out, others stayed naked as we had coffee. The house was a mess and it probably would be easier to burn the place to the ground than clean it, but Drew and his team would be here any minute to take care of it. I took a quick stroll around the main floor and wandered into the media room. Two guys were sitting side by side jerking off as they watched two girls 69ing each other on the floor in front of them. Gross. This room was going to need to be sealed off and have special biohazard cleaning before we could use it again. I still wanted to grab a pussy and squeeze it to see if I really could get change to fall out of it, but the way these girls were licking into those things, I was going to be sick. I wanted to ride the straight boys, but they didn't even seem to notice I was there.

Marvin' and Jeremy were the first visitors to arrive and were a little surprised that we still had guests. We offered them breakfast and talked for a while. The cleaners arrived with their bulldozers, dumpsters and hazmat suits to begin the week long task of cleaning up. Once all our party guests were gone, the rest of us went up to the master bedroom and hung out in the private balcony sitting area looking out over the ocean. We made out with Marvin' and Jeremy, but only casually and not too intense. We were all feeling a bit worn out. That was by far our biggest party and a housewarming that most should remember.

Bring on Christmas. Wonder what I'll get and will it vibrate?

Next chapter soon. Comments and suggestions always welcome as the story continues. outinwest@gmail.com