The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

Chapter 95

After a couple weeks of stuffing all our friends full of food as we tested the new restaurant menu, Colin slapped a rainbow sticker on the front door and another that said equal opportunity employer. He had the main sign unveiled which was our Grind'r logo and the word restaurant added underneath it. We couldn't open as a deli café as city bylaw prevented it with one already in the same mall, but we could open a restaurant and coffee shop. Colin took out ads everywhere and published our menu prices. For the grand opening, he put a couple of guys out in the parking lot and anytime anyone went near the deli, they were intercepted and given a coupon for a free meal of their choice at the Grind'r. He even had the guys wearing black shirts that had the Grind'r logo and underneath it said `where gay is ok'. He was pulling out everything he had. Jason and I stood back and watched the antics all day and waited for the explosion. It came around 6pm when the manager of the deli stormed into our restaurant and went up to Alex to yell at him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He said.

Alex looked at him calmly and said. "Pouring coffee."

"You can't just steal all my customers, you little asshole," he spewed causing quite a scene as others looked at him. Colin came out from the back.

"We didn't steal them, they walked in here willingly. I'm sorry sir, but we don't serve your kind in here. We only allow people who accept others for who they are. Bigots aren't welcome. Remember me?"

He looked at all of us for the first time since stomping in and his expression changed from one of anger to one of hatred. "You fucking faggots," he said out loud causing quite a reaction from the customers seated.

"Time for you to go, or I'll call the police for hate speech. I warned you that I wouldn't tolerate your behaviour and I meant it." Colin pointed at the door and the manager looked around and realized that for this round, we had the upper hand.

He chose to have one final attack. "You people are all going to burn in hell. Faggots!" He stomped off and we burst out laughing.

"Better to be in hell, than to be stuck with pukes like that," I said quietly.

"Did you see the look in his face when he realized it was you? Oh my god, we should have put that on video," Jason said. One of the customers got up and came over to us.

"I got it on video. Do you mind if I put it on You Tube? Who was that guy?"

"Great, go ahead. They should see what type of person he is. He's the manager of the deli next door. Maybe you should add more footage to your video by going in there. I'm sure he's still swearing," laughed Colin.

"That's the most fun I've had all week," she said. "I can't believe what he said to you."

"There's still a few people like that around. I'd just hate to be his kids."

She headed out to get her video and came rushing back a few minutes later. "He's swearing up a storm, banging and punching things like a lunatic. You guys should be careful, I think might be unbalanced." She showed us the video she had taken and he was going nuts. I wondered if maybe we'd gone too far with our revenge. This wasn't the actions of a man who just didn't like gay guys, this was a full on nut case. Once he saw that she was filming him, he turned and screamed at her to get out. He was clearly visible in the video, so Colin gave her the guy's name and the name of the deli. She said it would probably go viral. I was thankful that we had added extra security to the business, as he looked like the type that might do something irrational.

But Colin being Colin, he wasn't bothered. In fact, the next day, he saw the girl who worked behind the deli counter passing by the restaurant and ran out to see her. I followed. "Hi, I'm Colin. You work at the deli next door don't you?"

"Yeah," she said. "Sorry about my boss, he can be a bit cray cray sometimes. Just so you know, not all of us agree with his views."

"So why do you work for a guy like that?"

"I needed a job and it was the only one I could get at the time. I like the place and the customers, so I stayed."

"If you don't mind, what do you get paid?"

"Minimum wage, ten twenty five an hour and we split any tips, which isn't much, but it helps."

"So how about if you come work for us? I'll pay you $14.00 an hour plus tips."

"Seriously? When could I start?"

"Now if you like," Colin grinned. I was a bit shocked that he would just hire someone without checking them out, but he was on a mission.

"Sure, give me 30 minutes and I'll be back. Do you offer police protection as part of your hiring package?" she smiled only half joking. It was less than 10 minutes later when she came back looking a little freaked out.

"You okay?" Colin asked as he saw her come in.

"Yeah, but he's turned into a total raging asshole. I told him I was leaving as I didn't like the way he treated gay people, so he called me a lesbian and told me to get out and go lick pussy somewhere else. I had no idea he was so unhinged or such a bigot. I think you guys should be careful, he's crazy."

"We're not worried about guys like him. We have good security systems here and he'll just end up destroying his business before he does anything else." Colin introduced the girl to all of us and we found out her name was Eileen. I leaned over to greet her and smiled (see what I did there? Eileen...I lean'...whatever! It's funny!). She got to work and was very efficient and caught on quickly. All the customers took to her almost immediately. Maybe Colin does know what he's doing. Okay let's face it Colin knows exactly what he's doing all the time. It's me who is never sure. That's why he's a billionaire and I'm just the wife. Call it like it is...I'm the wife. I'm thinking of getting business cards made up. Justin Chad Masters – the wife'. Of course I'd never tell Colin that as he'd tell me I was being silly, and to fetch him a beer and get his dinner ready. Boy would he be in for a surprise. I have no idea how to cook.

The next event for the pledges happened on Saturday. I arrived at 9am and waited for the boys to arrive. Colin had planned on being with me, but had a meeting at the last minute, so I went by myself. Only 9 pledges showed up out of the 12 meaning that we had lost Sam, Joel and Peter. "Now we separate the men from the boys," Kelly said as a black curtain behind him was flung open. On the floor were several colored lines and at the end of the lines an ominous looking chair with straps and a small table of tool that looked like dental instruments. Forceps, needles, cloths, etc. "Line up on the white start line.' The 9 guys stood side by side. "To be a member of the `Q', it sometimes requires that you do things that you may not normally do to show us that you can be part of a brotherhood. Today you get to decided just how dedicated you want to be." Two large men in masks came out from the side of the warehouse and stood by the chair. They had several tattoos each and multiple piercings and looked like bad ass bikers.

"These gentlemen will be helping us by performing all the things you step forward for. All circumcised guys take one step forward." The six stepped forward leaving the 3 uncut guys of Jared, Glenn and Curt behind. "If you want to be a team player and become circumcised, step forward." The guys looked at Kelly and then at each other. Jared and Curt bravely stepped forward, leaving Glenn by himself.

"Good start. If you would like a tattoo of your choice on your right arm, step forward." All 9 guys stepped to the next line. "If you want your ears pierced, step forward," Kelly said as each guy made their decision. 7 moved including Glenn. He had caught up to a few of the other guys now. Perhaps he was thinking that this would make up for not wanting to be circumcised. "If you want one nipple pierced step forward," everyone moved. "If you want a second nipple pierced, step forward." Only six guys moved.

Kelly went on and added tongue, eyebrow and belly button piercings and the group began to spread out further and further as some guys chose their own limits. "All those that would like a small hoop piercing at the back of their ball sack, step forward. Two guys moved. "All those that would like a Prince Albert piercing on their dick, which is a hoop through your piss slit and underneath the head of your cock, step forward. To everyone's surprise, Myles stepped forward. He had bravely moved at every suggestion and was now was out in front and almost at the chair in front of them. There was only one line left before the chair. "If you would like your head shaved bald and a tattoo on your skull, step forward." Myles moved again. He had chosen to do everything, and even Jared was visibly shocked. To imagine what he'd look like when they were done was making him physically sick and he had to sit down.

"Looks like you will go first Myles. If you wish to change your mind, you can leave now and drop out. Otherwise take off your clothes and sit in the chair so that we can strap you in and begin the procedures. Myles calmly stripped and climbed into the chair. Everyone watched as he was secured with arm, leg and chest straps to hold him tight. "The straps are required as we cannot use anaesthetic for the piercings, as that is permitted only by a doctor. We don't want you jumping when the needle goes in otherwise it could do damage to you." Because there will be some blood, we are going to pull the curtain before we begin. Those being circumcised, we do have a numbing cream that we will be using as it would be too painful without it. Once you are done in the chair, you will be taken into the back room and allowed to get dressed and go home to heal. Next week will be the final initiations." The curtain was pulled closed and the pledges were all told to just sit down and wait their turn. Behind the curtain was another story. I was back there with a few other members to help. One of the big guys sat down beside Myles and in a large voice said "Are you ready pledge?"

"Uh, yes sir," Myles said nervously, looking terrified.

The big guy lowered his voice and spoke to Myles so that no one on the other side of the curtain could hear him. "We're not actually going to do anything to you, but since you were the bravest, you get to have the most fun with your fellow pledges. We want you to scream as if it hurts like bloody hell when we announced what we are doing. Things like a dick piercing hurt more than an eyebrow. Tongue is painful a bit more than ears, so don't oversell it. We'll run the clippers pretending to shave your head, but of course we won't. Myles smiled in great relief as they told him it was all just a joke, but then surprised the guys.

"I'd really like a nipple pierced though if you guys really know how to do it. I always wanted a hoop on my left nipple."

"Are you sure?"

"Definitely. I think things like eyebrow and nipple piercings are hot. Even the Prince Albert, but for today, I'd really love a nipple ring."

The guys agreed and let him choose a hoop ring that he liked. Then they began in a louder voice. "Okay pledge. The first thing we need to do is shave that mop you call hair." Myles almost laughed when they pulled out a wig from behind the chair with hair that looked similar to his and began shaving it. Any pledge that was watching closely under the curtain would see the hair falling. "We won't be able to do the entire tattooing today as we don't have a enough time, but we'll do the outline on your skull and arm and we can finish it up throughout the week," he said reasonably loud enough to be heard. "While that is underway we'll do some of the piercings. Just try not to move or it could make a bad job of it." They started up the tattoo gun for effect. As they indicated to Myles what to say and how to react, he was pretty good at acting out each supposed piercing that was happening. The only one he didn't have to fake was the nipple as they used forceps to pull his tit out and wiped his nipple with an antiseptic, then pushed a needle through it. He cried out for real as he was punctured. Then the small hoop was pushed through and the tit released. "Just make sure you rotate them so that the skin doesn't heal around the metal. It should take a few days. "Okay stop tattooing him for a minute as we pierce his penis. I need him perfectly still for this one."

The tattoo gun was turned off and Myles was instructed to scream out and make it believable. He made it so believable that the other pledges looked like they were going to be sick. Each of them probably thankful that they hadn't stepped forward for a Prince Albert. Myles was a star performer. They waited a few minutes and then announced that he would be taken into the back to have all the blood cleaned up and then he could leave. "You were an amazingly brave guy today Myles. I don't know many that would have done what you did," the tattoo guy said honestly. He lowered his voice and said. "Two of the members will take you into the shower area and have some fun with you. We'll make sure you get a nice fuck and get to blow your load before you get dressed and head home. Look after that nipple boy. Myles was untied and led out the back away from the pledges. The front curtain was thrown open for the next guy which was Jordan who had stepped forward for everything except the head tattoo and dick piercing. As far as he knew, he was about to receive ear, nipple, tongue, eyebrow, belly button, and ball sack piercings, as well as an arm tattoo. He was more than relieved when he found out that he didn't have to do anything, but he did look through a book of tattoos and thought he might look good with an arm one. Like a true drama queen, he hammed it up for the group and shrieked a few times when they were supposedly piercing his ball sack. All the guys did was play with his cock and balls until he was nice and hard. They even played with his tits a bit to get him stimulated for the fun afterward. He was taken into the back to be fucked and jerked off. One by one the guys came forward to get what they thought was piercings or tattoos. Each was beyond relieved to find that they didn't have to do anything, although two more guys did allow at least one piercing, either an ear or a nipple. The first uncircumcised guy to come in was Jared thinking he was about to lose his foreskin, and the tattoo guy had a lot of fun with him. After he stripped, they decided to show his foreskin off to everyone and pulled it to see how much spare he had, and then it was pushed all the way back to expose the pink tip of his penis. He was stroked until he was hard to see how much they could remove when he was fully hard. Everyone watched as his 7½" cock stood proudly out in front of him.

"That's a nice dick, pledge. It'll look even better when we're finished and you can proudly show it off. The healing process is about three days before we recommend any sexual activity, including masturbation, but ideally you should wait a week. It won't take long for us to remove the skin and get you pierced up nicely. Sit in the chair so we can strap you down." Jared looked like he was either going to faint or run, but he sat down and allowed them to strap him in. The curtain was pulled closed and then it was revealed that they wouldn't be doing anything. Jared showed such a sign of relief that he actually had tears running down his face as the emotion got the best of him. The tattoo guy unfastened him from the chair and gave Jared a big hug as he whispered to him. "That was insanely brave to want to lose your foreskin. I'm going to take care of that big hardon for you, but I need you to scream like we're actually cutting it off." The big guy bent down and took Jared's hard cock into his mouth and sucked him off. Jared was squirming all over the chair and at one point had to grip on as he must have been getting one hell of a blowjob. The big guy reached up and tweaked Jared's nipples hard causing him to yelp out in a bit of real pain. They guy looked up at him and nodded and then pulled even harder. Jared let out a scream that would have scared birds from miles around. I was pretty sure all the other pledges waiting might have fainted. The guys sucked Jared off until he couldn't hold back anymore and shot his load into the big guy. He stood up, grabbed Jared's jaw and squeezed his mouth open and then let the cum pour back into the pledge. He had sucked it out of one end and dropped it back in the other. He let his jaw go and then leaned in to kiss him. Both of them were moaning. Obviously the big guy had reached his horny saturation point and stood in front of Jared and dropped his pants. He grabbed Jared's legs and put them on his shoulders and shoved his thick cock tube into the small hole winking at him. Jared grunted and held on while he was being fucked.

"Oh yeah boy. This is what you need. You're gonna be real pretty now without that foreskin and some hot piercings. I can't wait any longer boy, you're making me so fucking horny. I'm gonna pound that tight little hole like it was meant to be fucked." He thrust Jared hard and fast making no mistake to the pledges as to what else was happening behind the screen. "Oh fuck yeah, boy. That is one tight hole. Here it comes pledge; a real big load of hot sperm just for you." He grunted and fired a load into Jared as he reached down and grabbed a tit and twisted. Jared screamed and the big guy didn't miss a beat as he said. "Yeah, that's the last piercing. Such a hot dude. If you don't already have a boyfriend, you will shortly. Take him in the back boys and get him cleaned up. Work that cum around inside his ass for a bit. Don't waste it. It'll make good lube for the rest of you to fuck him."

He pulled his pants up as they took Jared away and then opened the curtain. Glenn was supposed to go next but when they told him to strip, he said he changed his mind and didn't want to be tattooed and said he quit. If he'd asked if he could take a step back and change his decision, it would have been allowed, but he simply quit and left. Curt was next and bravely sat in the chair expecting to be circumcised.

"I wonder how I'll explain this to my parents," he said nervously trying to make light of the whole thing.

"Do your parents see you naked a lot?" asked the biker dude.

"No, but maybe my Dad might see me in a locker room or something, or my friends will."

"You'll figure it out. Just don't go waving your dick at everyone you meet and they'll never know. We're gonna make you look real pretty," he said as he pulled on the foreskin trying to scare Curt who just sat there in fear. The curtain didn't need to be pulled closed as he was the last one in the room. Once they told him that it was just all in fun, he let out a giant gasp of air and relaxed.

"Do you think I should get circumcised though?" Curt asked the guy.

"Not unless the skin doesn't pull back or you have a medical condition. Keep it natural boy. Just make sure you wash under the skin regularly." He skinned Curt back to expose his head and took a close look. "No worries there at all. Nice and clean and the skin pulls easily." He yanked on Curt's dick a few times working the skin up and down, and like all 16 year old he got hard almost instantly. Two pledge committee guys dressed in black t-shirts and boxer briefs got on their knees to share Curt's cock between them. They each used one finger in his ass at the same time and played around in his hole stretching him. I stepped forward and dropped my pants and underwear and took out my boner. I placed it at his mouth and instructed him to suck it.

"Get that big cock all the way in you pledge. I wanna see lips on my stomach and feel my large head sliding down your throat." He took most of it and I put my hands on his head to give him encouragement. He choked and backed off a bit. "Come on pledge, just another couple of inches. If you can't take that down your throat, how will you ever handle it in your ass?" As I was feeding my dick to Curt, I watched as one of the biker dudes, pulled the Q member to his feet and kept him bent over to suck Curt's dick. Then he yanked the back of the members underwear down and pulled it off him. He coated his dick in lube and shoved it hard into the guy causing him to pause for a moment while he got used to it. I saw Curt's eyes dart to watch the guy getting fucked in front of him. After several thrusts, the big guy pushed the black t-shirt over his partner's head and threw it away. "That's better. I like my twinks naked when I'm fucking them." He pounded hard, and from the way they were interacting, it was obvious that they had been together before. Maybe they were boyfriends or something. Curt did his best to get all the way down my cock, and after several attempts did manage it for a second. He backed off quickly and coughed, then shot his load taking the two guys sucking him off a little by surprise. It didn't take much from there to get everyone else off. I shot into Curt's mouth. One pledge committee guy dumped all over Curt's stomach while the other received a load up his ass and then fired his load all over Curt's cock and balls. It was a cumtastic end to the day. Our final pledge was led away happy and coated in protein juice.

I headed home and was just about to go for a swim when the doorbell went, which was a little unusual as it would normally be the front gate first. I looked at the video screen when it lit up and smiled when I saw it was Jared and Myles. That would explain the lack of the front gate, as they had the code to get in. I ran down naked and opened the door. "Hey guys. Nice surprise. I was just going for a swim, come in."

"We were just in the area and thought we'd stop by. I was hoping I could use your dungeon to punish this slave. He misbehaved today. Strip and show him boy," Jared barked. Myles quickly removed all his clothes and folded them on the doorstep. "He got his nipple pierced without permission."

"It looks pretty hot thought," I admitted as I reviwed the new jewelry hanging from his tit. "I'd still fuck him."

"Agreed but it's not the point. His body doesn't belong to him, it belongs to me and I didn't give him permission, so now he needs a proper punishment in a place where the neighbors can't hear him scream."

"Sure, make yourselves at home, as long as I can watch and hopefully fuck the hell out of the two of you afterward," I grinned. Jared smiled back and they entered the house leaving all of Myles' clothes at the side of the doorstep.

We headed down to the dungeon and I opened it up for them. Myles was told to lie on the floor on his back and Jared attached ankle cuffs to him and then clipped chains to it from the ceiling. He raised Myles' legs until his ass was well off the ground and he was basically resting on his shoulder blades.

"Justin, you wanna help me? This slave went and changed his body without my permission. It isn't his body to modify it's mine. I'm thinking maybe I either give him another nipple piercing or stick him in a chastity cage for a month, after I beat him for the current modification."

"Good idea," I agreed as Jared took off his clothes, leaving all three of us naked in the room. We grabbed the chains and pulled Myles completely upside down until he was basically doing a handstand. Then we pulled him up a few more inches so that he was swinging free from the ground.

"So boy, why did you get a nipple pierced on a body that belongs to me?" Jared asked him.

"Sorry Master, I thought you might like it and it was a chance to get it done for free," Myles replied as he hung there.

"Whether I wanted it done or not is irrelevant. You didn't ask my permission and you'll have to be punished, do you understand that?"

"Yes Master," Myles said.

Jared got out the paddle and hit Myles hard across the ass causing him to yelp in surprise. "Ow! Thank you Master." Jared hit him again, and again Myles thanked him. Then he grabbed Myles by the dick and pulled him forward beginning to swing him back and forth. Each time Myles came near, he paddled him again and then pushed him away. He hit him at least 10 times with Myles' ass getting redder and redder, although I could tell he wasn't hitting him really hard. Then he stopped and knelt down and lifted his cock and put it in Myles' mouth.

"Suck it boy, and show me how sorry you are for altering your body. Justin, if you want, you can play with his ass and maybe shove a few things in it." He said as he smiled at me. I stood behind Myles and looked down at his hot little ass. I bent over and buried my face in it and rimmed him deeply. He had such a sweet smooth hole and if he'd been lower I might have stepped between his legs and fucked his brains out. Instead, I satisfied myself with just giving him a rimming until I heard Jared blow his load into Myles, who coughed and tried to deal with the sperm from his upside down position. When he began to sputter and choke, we quickly lowered Myles onto the floor so he could spit it out and deal with it. Jared gave him some water and when his face returned to a normal color, he bent him over the pummel horse and pulled his arms right out in front of him pinning him to the thing as he told me to spread Myles' legs and fuck him hard to teach him a lesson. Always wanting to be helpful I pounded the stuffing out of Myles until I Iet a nice thick load flood into him. Then Jared asked Myles if he'd learned his lesson and kissed him. We had Myles wash us nice and clean in the shower and then scrubbed him after a quick enema. The role play was over and they went back to being boyfriends and talked about the nipple ring which Jared was thinking of getting as well. They thought it would be fun to get matching ones so they could look alike. Don't you hate it when people do that, just to be like their friends? Which reminds me, I have to book appointments for J.P., Jason and me to get our hair trimmed. The three of us played around in the pool for a while before we texted everyone to see if they were coming home for dinner. When we found that they were, we went into the kitchen and cooked a nice chicken dinner with rice and veggies. At least Myles can cook and kept Jared and me in line most of the time. The slave became the master.

We were half way through the week when Kyle strolled naked into the great room and sat sideways on my lap and put his head on my shoulder, followed by an underwear clad Jason who sat on the couch next to us. "Justin, Uncle Jason touched me in my private area," he said in a sweet innocent little kid voice. I looked at Jason who was trying hard not to laugh.

"Really? Where exactly did he touch you?" I asked playing along. He pointed to his penis.

"You know...down there," he said trying to sound shy.

"Like this, you mean?" I said as I grabbed hold of his limp dick. He nodded. "Did he do anything else?"

"Yeah...he touched my testables and told me that they were pretty and then he rolled them around in his fingers."

"Was it something like this?" I asked as I took hold of his nuts and rolled them around gently. He nodded again.

"You told me that if someone ever touched me there that I should tell you, right?"

"Right. You're a good boy. Did you tell him to stop?"

He nodded again. "I said I didn't like it when he did that, so he apologized and kissed it better. But it didn't really make it feel better."

"Just kissed it? Like a peck on it like this?" I said as I kissed the side of the shaft. He shook his head no.

"It was on the very end where I pee," he said doing a great job of keeping a straight face the whole time. Jason was grinning from ear to ear trying to hide his face. I kissed him on the tip and he nodded. "Yeah, like that. When I told him that it didn't make me feel better, he showed me how the French people do it and he put my whole thing in his mouth and used his tongue to kiss it."

I took his dick in my mouth to duplicate what he was saying and he nodded. "But then my penis got stiff, you know like it does when you give me my bedtime rubs."

"The massages?"

"Yeah, those. I thought I was going to pee, so I got away from him and ran here `cause I didn't want to pee in his mouth. He'd probably beat me and stuff."

"Are you sure you were about to pee?"

"Uh huh, I know because it was like when you lie on my back and massage inside my bum with your penis. My weiner always feels like it's going to pee when you do that, but then you send the medicine into my bum so I can sleep better. But you always get off me and give me kisses so the feeling goes away after that."

I went back to stroking his dick and it was now fully hard. "It looks like you have a stiffy now. Are you okay with me doing this like Uncle Jason did?"

"Yes, because you said that you were allowed to do that to make me feel good, but if anyone else did it, I should tell you." He stuck his tongue out at Jason to add effect and I almost lost it as I held back a snort. "Would you like a nice massage to help calm you down after the bad man touched you?" He nodded and smiled. "Okay, go and get that liquid I use to massage inside your bum and then lie on the floor."

Kyle grinned and ran off to get the lube. "So what's he up to?" I laughed as Jason grinned. "Have you been hitting the weed again?"

"No we were playing around downstairs and all of a sudden he said "I'm telling" and told me to follow him and we came here. He's just in one of his playful moods. Something tells me he wants a good fuck."

"Ya think?" I smiled. "We'll just have to give him one or two then won't we?" Jason and I both stripped and were ready when Kyle ran back in. He handed me the lube and lay face down on the carpet with his legs spread wide. Could he be more obvious? No foreplay, no pretense, just legs open and ass raised up a bit to entice me. As if I need enticement to fuck Kyle. I got down and poured lube in his ass and rubbed the tip of my hard cock over it to get myself nicely coated. I pushed into Kyle and lay on top of him. I rubbed his shoulder, to make it seems like we were doing a massage, as I fucked his sweet tight hole. I loved getting into Kyle; he was so cute and his ass was so perfectly round that you just glided in and out. I never lasted long inside him as he had really learned how to work his ass muscles around your cock.

"You know baby, Uncle Jason is my brother, and looks exactly like me, so it's okay if he offers to make you feel better, just like I do. The stranger danger rule really only applies to people that don't live here."

"Oh, okay. What about Uncle J.P.? He looks like you too?"

"He's okay too sweetie. If you need him to make you feel better, you can ask and if he wants to, he can help you. But I think you should show Uncle Jason how you felt when he French kissed your penis. Maybe you should do it to him so that he knows what you went through and how you felt. Do you think that would be fair?"

"Yeah. I think that would be good."

Jason didn't have to be told twice and sat with his legs open and shuffled down until his crotch was in position so that Kyle could suck him off. We went to work on Kyle and it took very little time for me to boil over. "Baby, here cums your bum medicine to make you feel better." I laughed as I shot my load into his incredibly tight tunnel. "Uncle Jason also has the same medicine if you need him to help. Sometimes it is okay to take it in your mouth if you don't want a massage. I just wanted you to know that in case you wondered. Would you like his medicine in your bum or in your mouth?"

"In my bum please. I think more medicine in there would be better for me," he chuckled. Jason pulled out of his mouth and I rolled off Kyle to make space for my brother. Jason quickly inserted himself into Kyle and fucked him in a push up position pounding him hard.

I leaned over to Kyle's face and smiled at him. "Uncle Jason is just giving you a stronger massage baby. Nothing to worry about. It helps get the medicine in deeper."

"Oh okay, thanks Justin." I moved to kiss him and our tongues intertwined as he moaned. Jason announced he was cumming and I watched his face as he unloaded his `medicine'. Once he was done he pulled out and we turned Kyle over.

"We will show you what happens when we play with your penis too much and you get that pee feeling okay baby? It nothing to worry about so you can just let it go and see what happens."

He nodded and put his hands behind his head and Jason and I gave him one hell of a blowjob. He announced he was going to pee, so Jason shoved his finger into his ass while I played with his balls and stroked him firm and fast. He shot his load all over his chest and stomach, and if I didn't know better, I would have said he had been storing it up for a week.

"Thanks Justin and Uncle Jason. I feel better now and it doesn't look like pee at all," he grinned. I ran my finger through his cum and then put it at his lips. He opened his mouth and I pushed it inside and he used his tongue to clean it up. I removed the finger and he licked his lips and gave me a big smile.

"Just stay there baby and I'll grab a towel to clean you up." I ran downstairs and returned with towels for us. By the time I returned Kyle was wiping cum off his chest with his fingers and licking them clean. "I hope you're over the trauma of Uncle Jason touching you, but I think you should quit smoking crack." He giggled, slapped my ass and ran to the bathroom downstairs.

"You'd think if he wanted to get fucked, he'd just ask," I laughed. Jason nodded.

"So you wanna fuck?" He asked grinning. We kissed for a few minutes before heading downstairs to clean up. Kyle was in the pool with Troy and as we walked by he waved. "Hi Justin and Uncle Jason." Troy just looked at him as if he were crazy.

Saturday arrived and it was time for the final pledge task before the initiation. Kyle joined Colin and me this time as Troy was over at the neighbors hanging out with his new friends. We waited in our masks and dark clothing on the benches at the side of the warehouse. Each pledge was carried in with a black bag over their head. They were laid face down on the floor in a circle. There were still 8 guys which was a good number.

"Pledges," Kelly said from the centre of the room. "Today is your final task before we initiate you in the worldwide order of the `Q'. This will be your toughest day yet. Remember, you may quit at any time and leave, or stay and be rewarded at the end."

The guys were all positioned into a spread eagle position and their hands and feet were tied to the guy next to them. They looked like a giant star when it was finished. Then all the hand were fastened to a hoop in the floor and pulled tight holding the boys firmly in place. Finally their legs were pulled straight down and tied. They now couldn't move forward or backwards and they were tied to the person next to them.

"Your task is simple this morning. Free yourselves and for every 15 minutes that you are still tied up, we'll be adding a few things to give you some encouragement. Your time starts when we remove the hoods." As he said it, the Q members took the hoods off the fully clothes guys and let them see what they looked like. Each of them began to twist and turn to try and get free, but they were tightly tied and it was going to take a lot of teamwork to loosen their bonds. After 15 minutes, the Q members came up and used scissors to cut the shirts off the pledges, leaving them all shirtless. After another 15 minutes each of them had their pants cut off. We were destroying their clothes and they seemed to know what it meant as they struggled harder. After another 15 minutes I expected to see their underwear cut off but instead, buckets of cold water were brought out and poured over the backs of the pledges and soaked them thoroughly. Just as they were recovering from that, each of them had a slit cut in the backs of their underwear and they were ripped open to expose their asses. I almost shot my load into my pants. 8 spread eagle boys tied down with their asses exposed. A fags dream come true. After another 15 minutes of the guys still unable to tie themselves, Kelly spoke up.

"Looks like you need additional incentive pledges."

A box was brought out and placed in the middle of the room. The lid was removed and the guys watched to see what was going to happen. Then some of them began to freak when big tarantulas began to crawl out of the box. One of the guys beside me leaned over and whispered in my ear. "This should be funny to watch. The tarantulas will avoid the water on the floor for as long as possible, but the guys probably don't know that."

The big hairy spiders crawled out of the box and most of the guys began to squirm and thrashed around even harder. I thought Jordan was going to pull his arms out of the socket and he moved to get free. Darrell was even worse and began to blow towards the spiders to keep them away. I watched fascinated as the spiders walked towards the pledges and stopped at the edge of the wet floor. They walked around looking for a way out as the guys blew on them and tried to get free. One spider scared the hell out of the guys as it got on the rope and walked along it. As the poor thing got close, the Curt and Dale flipped the rope to throw the spider off. I am sure that if Jordan could have chewed his arm off he would have. One of the spiders broke through the defense barrier of the water and walked up to Myles and crawled over him. Myles froze and told the two guys on either side of him not to move so that the spider wouldn't bite him. Once the tarantula got passed Myles, one of the Q members picked it up and put it in another box. After all, you can't have spiders running around all over the place. This isn't a block buster movie. Several more spiders got past the pledge and the guy who freaked out the most was Darrell. He shrieked and at first tried to shake the thing off, but the guy all told him to lie still otherwise he might get bitten. He clenched his ass cheeks tight and screamed when the spider crawled over his butt crack. Some of the guys laughed when he explained where the spider was. After all the spiders had made their way across the guys, one Q member went over and stood behind Dale and poured lube into his ass crack from up high. He was only wearing black boxer brief and t-shirt along with his mask. Once he had soaked Dale's ass, he dropped his own underwear, pulled out his cock and lubed up before kneeling between the pledge's legs and pushed himself inside. Dale groaned as the big cock fed its way into the small chute of his sacred tunnel. Once the member had his member balls deep he began to fuck Dale hard and fast we watched as our own cocks strained inside our own shorts. He took his time enjoying Dale's ass before he quickly pulled and shot his load all over the pledges ass crack. Then he rubbed the white creamy jizz all over the two round globes before using it to push his cock back inside and fucking him for another minute.

"Okay boys, I got him all lubed up, who's next to pound his hole?" The member said as he pulled out. Another guy went over, stepped out of his underwear and fucked Dale. I decided to have some fun, so I went behind Jordan and ripped his shorts open even further before fingering lube deep into his hole and worked it around inside him. I dropped my shorts and aimed my cock at Jordan's sweet hole and teased it a bit as I hardened to my full length and pushed inside. He complained slightly as I got almost all the way in, so I just dropped on him allowing the last inch to punch through his inner ring. He had a nice tight ass and I loved watching his muscles flexing as he tried to get untied. One at a time, each guy got fucked and before long all 8 boys had someone in their asses. Kyle had chosen to fuck Curt and smiled over at me as he pounded him hard. I watched as he pulled his dick out and shot several ropes of white juice all over the 16 year olds back. Once everyone had drained themselves and finished fucking the guy or guys that they wanted, a couple of the pledge committee secretly eased some of the knots allowing at least one set of hands to get free. Once that happened the pledges untied themselves quickly and were able to sit up.

"That took way too long pledges. Remove the rest of your clothes and go clean up in the shower." As they ran off to get cum off them and take a little break, the mess in main room was cleaned up. By the time they returned the room looked completely different. The lights had been turned down so that the room was barely lit and a fog machine was running to cover the floor of the warehouse in a thick smoke. At the far side of the room, clothes were hung on hooks and lit up so they could see them.

"Pledges, each of you need to make your way across the room and retrieve a new clothes which are yours to take home with you at the end of the day. If you don't make it across, you will head home completely nude as you are right now. We have filled the floor with heavy fog to hide the obstacles between you and the clothes, but we are nice enough to let you know what those obstacles are. You will find broken glass, an enclosure with scorpions, another with snakes, and one with mild acid that if not washed off within 10 minutes will burn your feet. There are also a few other things to avoid as well, but you'll see as you go. One of you has a peanut allergy and we have coated a plastic sheet with peanut butter. Each of you has a phobia of something and if you work as a team, you might be able to get across, or if you prefer to go it alone, that's up to you. As an added incentive there is a thousand dollars waiting for someone at the end of the competition which will be awarded to the pledge the committee believes has earned it. Good luck."

We could see the pledges in the dim lighting and they slowly began to inch their way forward. Most obstacles were on plastic sheets that had been dragged out so that they couldn't just be walked around. Ropes had been set up at either side to prevent the pledges from going out of bounds. The first obstacle was easy, it was a pile of cold spaghetti, which got a lot of comments about being gross. A few guys held hands to steady each other as they walked slowly. The next obstacle was indeed broken glass, but it was the type used in car windshields that wouldn't cut you to ribbons. Next was a sheet filled with olive oil that caused the pledges to fall over a lot and proved to be very difficult. The next tub was full of rubber snakes, many of them on strings that were being pulled by members out of sight to cause them to move. An ipod was playing nearby with the rattle and hissing sounds of real snakes. This stopped the pledges for a bit as the discussed who might have a phobia and to their credit they actually let two guys piggyback across. As they crossed, several Q members began to hit them with nerf bullets and high powered super soaker water guns. A couple guys fell or ran to get away from it, fortunately the two being piggy backed made it and weren't dropped. It took the pledges quite a while to cross the room as they had no idea what was hidden next. There was a whole area full of marbles which proved to be painful on the feet and all of them fell into the pit at least once, landing hard on the glass balls. The smart ones just crawled the rest of the way pushing the marbles as they went, others stood up and took their pain like a man. The 8 guys all basically arrived together as a team which was impressive. It could easily have been just one guy getting there first as if he was in a race.

"Congratulations pledges, you have crossed as a team. Now you can decide amongst yourselves who gets what outfit of clothing. Each outfit must stay together and the pieces cannot be broken up. Decide who will get what."

They decided amongst themselves and the outfits ranged from one set with normal jeans, t-shirt, runners and boxer briefs and all designer names; to one with short shorts, panties, a half belly shirt and flip flops and a 24 karat gold chain and designer watch. Another set was all western wear including cowboy hat and alligator boots. One outfit, as expected was a short dress and high heels, with no underwear and had a purse with $200 in it. Another was a speedo, knees high socks with very expensive runners, a cashmere scarf and long ball gown gloves. Who comes up with these things? Another outfit was just a loin cloth with a Canon DSLR camera. Finally, there was a fluorescent mankini and a diamond tiara. It was a real jewelry and worth almost $800 and identified with a price tag. The boys had to decide who would get the outfits and who would have to remain naked.

It took a while to sort out, but eventually they did it and Dale had agreed to go home naked as he lived the closest and figured he could run home through back allies, although I suspected from some of the whispering that went on that some of them might just meet him out of sight of the warehouse and give him something to wear.

"The pledge who will be going home naked, step forward," Kelly commanded. Dale stepped up. Kelly handed him the envelope with the thousand dollars in it and some of the guys groaned at not figuring that out for themselves. "Pledge Dale, your fellow pledges decided that you would get to go home naked. Now it is your turn to make a decision regarding them. Pick one to step forward and have his head shaved."

Dale looked at Kelly and the guys. He could see the look of horror on all their faces and was quite sure that none of them would want to lose their hair and would hate him if he chose one. "Uh, I guess I pick myself," he said chickening out.

"Fine. Kneel down."

A Q brother stepped up with the clippers and fastened a long attachment to the clippers and quickly shaved Dale's head. He had short hair to begin with so he didn't look a lot different.

"That was a number 8 attachment. Now we will change it to a number 6. Pick another pledge other than yourself."

I watched the guys closely and saw Myles look at Jared, who nodded his head at him. Myles looked at Dale and smiled and moved his finger to point at himself almost imperceptibly. Dale caught it and picked Myles who stepped forward and knelt down when ordered. His head was shaved and his longer hair disappeared quickly making him look a lot different.

"So let's see how this is going so far, pledge. The first person you picked was yourself and you got a number 8 shave which is basically just a trim for you. Then someone volunteered and got shaved to a six. Now we are going to change the clippers to a number 3. Do what we wanted at the beginning and pick a pledge to have his head shaved. This will mean that three pledges have had their head shaved when only one needed to do it. Being a brother means making decisions and sometimes you do it for each other and have some trust. Now pick a pledge and we will shave his head to a number three instead of the number 8 that he would have originally gotten. Dale looked down the line of guys and tried to figure out who might not kill him. My blood went cold a little when he picked J.P. The three of us were trying to stay identical and if he got his hair shaved it would be a few months before it all grew back again to be the length of ours. Of course Jason and I could always shave ours to match, or hide J.P. in the dungeon until he was identical again. He knelt in front of Kelly and closed his eyes. The guy with the clippers stepped forward and turned them on and was just about to start when Kelly ordered him to stop.

"If Dale had picked a pledge the first time, no one would have gotten a haircut. Instead, two of you are now sporting short hair. J.P. return to the group." I had no idea if Kelly changed his mind because J.P. was our brother, or if this was his plan all along, but whatever the reason I was relieved and I'm sure J.P. was as well. "Dale, kneel in front of me."

It is time to share the presidential sperm with all you pledges and welcome you to the Q Society. "Dale, you will show me how proficient you are at giving head and take my load into your mouth, but do not swallow it. Once I have given you my juice, you will stand up and transfer the entire load in your mouth to the next pledge, who will in turn pass it to the next pledge, until it reaches the end. The last pledge may swallow it at that point. Then you will all be connected as brothers. Proceed."

Dale watched as Kelly pulled out his 7 inch nicely cut cock and held it out to be sucked. There was no encouragement required as Dale swallowed it and rapidly went to work on getting the President off as quickly as possible. Kelly put his hands on Dale's head and without warning fired a nice thick blast of hot sweet cum into him. Dale took it all and then stood up and went to Jared who was first in line. The two boys kissed as he transferred the cum into him. Jared passed it to Myles, who forwarded it on to Jordan. It went down the line until reaching Martin. All the pledges had now shared the cum of their new president.

"Congratulations pledges you have successfully passed all tasks and each member of the Executive committee will now vote on whether or not they are satisfied with your performance." The voting was quick and all pledges passed without incident. "Welcome brothers! You are officially members of the Q. We will now reveal who recommended that you be tapped for membership. Dale, your friend Jonathan. Jordan, you were tapped by Kyle." Jared and Myles had been recommended by Jason and Alex, while J.P. had been recommended by Colin and me. Martin had been recommended by his boyfriend and Darrell by his older brother. It was a nice reunion for everyone and as we stepped forward to reveal ourselves, the guys were as surprised as every pledge we had ever put through.

Each pledge was taken over to the benches and bent over to be fucked by the guy who had recommended them. Several people watched as I fucked J.P. and if they had had cameras, I am sure we would have been the video of the week. Colin went after me as I stroked J.P.'s hair and smiled. Once the guys were fucked by their sponsors and then by the pledge committee, they were taken into the back to be given the toe tattoo. J.P. managed to avoid it, but they wrapped his toe to make it look like he'd been done. Once he found out what the tattoo was really about he apologized and we all laughed about it.

"Talk about a tough thing to deal with," I joked with him. When you showed Jason and me the tattoo that you had done, we almost had a heart attack, but we couldn't say anything to you. I think that's the first time that it's ever happened like that."

Once the guys were done, they were told to get into their new outfits for the welcome party at the main mansion to celebrate. Many other members joined us as the night wore on and it became a total sex fest to welcome the new guys. I walked up behind Curt who was wearing the loin cloth and ran my hand down his firm tight ass and pushed between his legs to grab hold of his tight nutsac. He turned to look at me and smiled. "Hi J.P. You're still horny huh?"

"I'm Justin," I told him.

"Oh right. J.P. told me he had two other identical brothers. He wasn't kidding. I thought you guys looked alike when I was at your place but I was so tried I didn't really pay attention. So are you gonna fuck me or just hold my balls all night?"

"No, I'm definitely gonna fuck you. That ass is just too sweet to ignore. Let's go over to the sofa." I sat down and had him straddle me so that I was looking at that fine ass of his. I held my cock upright after lubing it up and told him to sit on it. I watched as it disappeared slowly into him. He was about 5 inches in when he commented that I was really big.

"Thanks. Keep going," I encouraged as I put my hand on his shoulder and pressed down. He went a bit further and paused. "Come on cutie, you're just about there. One deep breath and then drop onto it." I heard him inhale and just as he was about to drop I pulled him down hard and slammed into him. It was a little mean, but it's like ripping of a bandaid. Short term pain for long term Justin pleasure. (I paraphrased). He gasped and yelped a little as I speared his little ass. "That's the hard part, now just ride me. You might as well get used to it as I'm sure a dozen more guys will want to welcome you before the night is over. Curt lifted up and down and he put his hands on my knees and rode me like a champion bull rider. I was able to watch my cock moving in and out of his sweet hole and I rubbed his back and his ass cheeks as he bounced on me. Like an exploding pop can, I filled his ass with my Justin juice. Yes, still available in vanilla and twinkberry. I held him down to make sure I got as deep inside him as possible and before I let him get off I pulled him back, turned his head and kissed him.

"Thanks Curt. That is one sweet ass you've got there. Make sure you share it around." He grinned and made sure he gave me a proper kiss back. He popped my cock out of his ass and literally skipped off to find more fun.

The night was wild and even the younger guys were allowed to drink as long as someone was going to be responsible for them and get them home safely. Jordan, Jared, Myles and J.P. came home with us. Kyle had convinced Aaron to spend the night and from the noise coming from his room, it sounded like Jordan was being fucked hard by both of them. Welcome to the world of Q. In the morning the guys were excited about their new tattoo and the $10,000 they now had in their bank accounts. Because of the changes in the pledging rules, the vacation trip was no longer offered, but Kyle, Aaron and Forrest still had their trip to the Grand Canary Islands which they hadn't taken yet. TJ, Logan, and Brad had gone shortly after becoming members.

The 10 of us hung out together all day and even went bowling. It was team Justin against team Kyle, or as Kyle liked to call it, the teenagers versus the senior citizens. Kyle had Myles, Jared, Jordan and Troy on his team, while I had Colin, Jason, Alex and J.P. on mine.

"The losers have to suck the dicks of the winners," I said in preparing the incentives to win.

"How's that different than any other night?" Jared laughed. "Damn now I don't know whether to win or lose."

"Okay. The losers have to wash all the cars."

The games were close, but when all the scores were added up, the senior citizens beat the teenagers. I mean the manly men team Justin' beat the girly girls team Kyle'.

"Make sure you don't leave any streaks on the windows when you wash my car and I think you should all be naked when you do it," I laughed.

"Hey, that's not fair. It's way too cold out to be naked outside. It's winter. The temperature is already down to 10C, (Americanized...50F)" complained Troy.

Awww, poor baby. Just think if you live in Saskatchewan, it would be minus 20C (-4F) and the water would freeze before you could get the cars washed. Just be thankful you live in Vancouver. Once you get the cars done, we'll have a pizza and hot tub party."

They all agreed and we raced home. All the cars, except for the Lamborghini were pulled into the driveway and the boys got to work on all of them. Team Justin provided encouraged by throwing wet sponges at them until they were completely soaked. It wasn't long before all the guys were down to their underwear and shivering. We laughed as Kyle stripped off his shirt and climbed onto the hood of my Camaro and used his chest to wash my windshield. Then he slid off, lowered the back of his underwear and used his ass to wash my headlights. It started a whole new erotic car wash scene with Jared and Myles using their penises to wash parts of Kyle's truck and others getting into the whole semi-nude washing thing. When they were nearly finished, I ran up to Jordan and yanked his shorts off leaving him completely naked so we could all throw sponges at him. Then someone hit him with the garden hose. He was so cold he was almost blue. We tossed them towels and raced through the house to jump in the outdoor hot tub to warm up. I'm not sure the cars were any cleaner, but the boys certainly were. The guys headed home after our pizza dinner and thanked us for the fun. I crawled into bed with Colin and snuggled up against him enjoying his warmth as always.

My phone beeped at 2am, waking me up and I looked at the text message. `Drunk and horny wanna come over?' My favorite kind of message, but who it came from surprised me. It was Parker, my straight deaf friend.

`Did u mean to send this to me? It's Justin.'

`Yeah im horny, pls.'

`k. send me ur address.'

He texted his address and I told him how long I would be.

hurry.' I slipped out of bed quietly, dressed and raced over to Parker's place, breaking the current world land speed record. I texted him when I arrived and he responded. Door open. Bedroom 2nd door on right.' There is something thrilling about a booty call with a drunk straight boy. I literally ran up to his front door like an Olympic sprinter and quietly entered. It was dark, but the street lights from outside provided enough light for me to find my way to his bedroom. He was in bed and looked up and smiled. I stripped to my underwear and he threw back his covers to indicate that I should get in with him. He was also wearing just his underwear. I almost wanted to look around for the hidden cameras in case I was on some sort of weird reality show. I climbed in and he pulled the covers back over us, then to my surprise, he put his hand on the back of my head and pulled my lips against his and we kissed. He definitely smelled of alcohol and there was no doubt he'd been drinking. As his tongue probed my mouth and I did the only polite I could and kissed him back. He took my hand and placed it over his crotch. He was already half hard and began grinding against me. I took the hint and groped and fondled his cock and balls. He pushed me on my back and kissed down my body until his mouth was over my cloth covered erection. He cupped my balls and before I knew it, he had pulled my underwear off and thrown it aside. Parker pushed my legs apart and lifted my cock into his mouth. He wasn't very good at sucking it, but the fact that he was straight and gobbling my pole was hot enough for me. I almost told him to watch the teeth, but then smiled to myself when I realized that he wouldn't be able to hear me, so I just put up with it. He shucked his own shorts off after a few minutes and lay on top of me so we could kiss again. His erection rubbed against mine, so I took my hand and grabbed both of our penises and began to stroke them together. He moaned and squirmed on me. I rolled him onto his back and returned the blowjob. Parker's knees were up, so I pushed them back and shoved a pillow under his lower back so that I could rim his sweet ass. He moaned in appreciation and wrapped his arms around the back of his knees and pulled his legs all the way back, giving me better access. I plunged my tongue as deep into him as I could to show him why gay sex is so fucking incredible. I rimmed him for what seemed like an eternity and stroked his cock as I did it. I licked and sucked on his balls before pulling his cock forward and taking the precum covered tip of it into my mouth. I pushed my tongue into his slit and then around his foreskin. He was definitely horny and enjoying what was happening. I wondered if he would remember in the morning, but now wasn't the time to worry about that. I went back to rimming him and making sure that his ass was thoroughly coated in slimy spit before I pushed a finger in. He lifted off the bed and moaned so loud that I hoped he wouldn't wake Spencer up. Then, once again I smiled. He could scream his brains out and Spencer wouldn't hear. This was the best of all worlds. I found his prostate and kept pulling my finger out to add more and more spit as Parker just squirmed around on it. I sucked his cock and balls alternately until I lay forward on him again. He wrapped his legs around my back as we kissed and I thrust my cock up and down along the back of his balls and the crack of his ass. Parker reached between us and aimed my cock at his ass. Without reacting or stopping the kissing, I just went with it and slowly applied pressure as he held it in place. He wanted to be fucked and who was I to say no. He wouldn't hear it anyway, plus I'm a total people pleaser. I popped through his sphincter and he moved his hand out of the way, and put it on my ass to pull me inside. As I slowly went into the tight hole he moved his hand on my leg to stop me until he got used to it. Once I felt him relax, I continued. I was almost all the way inside when he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me tight against him and thrust his tongue all the way into my mouth and then raised his ass to impale himself the rest of the way. From there it was a full on fuck. I hammered his ass while we kissed, stopping only a couple times to take a deep breath of air. He raised his hips to meet my thrusts and I kept drilling him deeply. I wondered if he and Spencer had done this before or if I was popping another cherry. Holy Crap! That could be my new profession. Cherry farmer. Yay! Where was I? I felt myself getting close, so I sat up, grabbed his ankles from around my waist and spread his legs wide. I watched my cock pounding in and out of his hole and just before I shot my load I grabbed his dick and jerked him off fast and furious. He kept meeting my downward thrusts with his upward ones and we were in total sync as I fired into his hole. Once I was done, I pulled out and quickly dropped between his legs and took his dripping cock into my mouth. I shoved two fingers into his ass and tickled the back of his balls as I gave him my best blowjob. It was my `A' game. The one I normally reserve for Royalty and Celebrities. It took him less than 15 seconds of my expert tongue and finger work before he was blasting straight boy juice into me. I think it tasted a bit like a pina colada, but maybe that was just all the cream and alcohol mixed. As soon as he was done, I lay down on him and we kissed again. He might as well taste his own cum on my lips. I was ready to roll off him and go, but he signed for me to stay. I lay behind him and wrapped my arms over his chest. I rubbed him slowly, and occasionally took hold of his cock a few times. He fell asleep rapidly as most drunk straight boys do after they cum. I slipped out of his bed, lay my underwear on his pillow and took his before heading home. I took a shower downstairs before climbing back into bed next to Colin. He woke up and curled up against me.

"Sneaking off to bone guys in the middle of the night?" He whispered.

"Yeah. A drunk straight boy," I whispered back. "I've also thought of what I want to be when I get older. I'm going be a cherry farmer. Remind in the morning will you?"

"I'm not even going to ask," he said as he kissed my neck and slid himself into me and gently fucked me until he came and fell back to sleep. Okay, so maybe drunk straight boys aren't the only ones who fall asleep right after cumming. Old guys do too. God! Don't tell him I called him old. I fell asleep next.

End of Chapter. Comments are still welcome. Really, I'm not kidding. outinwest@gmail.com. Suggestions are also appreciated as I keep incorporating your ideas into the story when possible. Happy umm...what holiday is next? American Thanksgiving, or as the rest of the world calls it, the day after the presidential elections. We give thanks that we don't have to hear about it anymore. Yipes...burn!