Date: Fri, 04 Nov 2005 23:29:37 -0600
From: Shaun Duncan <s19d69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Rites of Membership Part 1

Warning, if you are easily offended, don't want to read sexually explicit
material, or won't face the primal urge that is lust, then have some hot
chocolate and pretend that there isn't hot sweaty flesh out there right now
rubbing together, and trembling. Men and women, women and men, men and men,
and women and women, lust and flesh, all flavors taste good, but you won't
know because you will have stopped reading this and logged off this site,
knowing the carnal story told here is pure fiction, and never happened, at
least to the author.


It started as a good day but in the end, became the greatest day ever.

It was the beginning of summer and school was out. The whole of the season
laid out before me and I was feeling good.  The past school year had seen
me grow socially from the shy bookworm, to an outgoing member of a large
social scene.  I had a girlfriend, Sarah, and we had been dating for three
months and I had begun to suggest it was time to have sex. She kept putting
it off, saying it wasn't time, but until then we explored each other's
naked bodies with eyes and hands.  That was all she could allow she said,
until later. Having been through the awkward first few times of fumbling
ecstasy at any naked touch I was beginning to see that there was so much
more to sex than I had ever dreamed a few years earlier when I was jerking
off to playboys stolen from my parent's closet.

So the summer had started, and being bored, suburban teenagers, with no
jobs, and middle class parents, the summer looked to be filled with hanging
out at the mall, arcade, theme park and backyard pools. Everyone clustered
in revolving groups, as couples would join and leave, and slip off for sex
and rejoin and leave.  You never knew who was around at a given time, maybe
in a back room inside the house, or at a table on the next row at the food
court. Except for Chuck, you always knew when he was around, load,
obnoxious, and down right rude.  Friend or foe, it didn't matter, he would
pull the worst crap on anyone if he had an idea. I really couldn't stand
Chuck, but as one of the alpha males of the group, to say anything, would
be the end of acceptance in the group. I'm sure most people felt that way
as well, but that is how a person like Chuck keeps his power, by making
everyone else think they are the outsiders if they dare question. But the
issue was even tougher for me, Chuck was Sarah's older brother.

Ever since Sarah and I had started dating, I became the prime target of his
jokes and pranks. And it might have been just my imagination, but I believe
they had gotten worse since she and I began getting closer to fucking. She
and I had been dating for several months, and that we hadn't been fucking
each other made us the odd ones in the group. Everyone that were paired up
were fucking. And those that didn't have a steady relationship, seemed to
be doing so as well, alternating on and off as people moved in and out of
relationships. Chuck was one of the latter type.  Never specifically dating
anyone, but seemed to have fucked every girl in the group at one time or
another.

The plans for the day were for everyone to hang out at my house, using the
pool in the morning, then we would invade the mall for lunch. Sarah and
Chuck were the first to arrive, already dressed in their swimsuits, and
ready to go.  I had just finished breakfast and hadn't changed yet, so I
walked them out to the pool, turning on the stereo for the pool area as we
passed through the utility room.

"I told everyone to just come around the side gate when they get here. I
just need to go change and I'll be right back," I told them as Chuck dove
right in without saying a word.

"Hurry back," Sarah said, giving me a quick pinch on the ass.

I went inside and started digging around my room for a swimsuit, but
couldn't find one. I had to go dig around in the laundry room.  It took me
a few minutes of sorting through baskets to find the one I was looking for
in the folded stack of clean clothes, a tight red Speedo, sure to drive
Sarah wild. Having found it, I stripped down and began to pull it on when I
heard the door from the pool area open behind me.

"Oh, my, yummy!" Sarah said running a finger down my back from my collar to
the crack of my ass. "I just came in to put on a CD for Chuck. I didn't
know I would get a show so early in the day. How about letting me get
little nibble before the rest of the gang arrives?"

She set down the CD and lowered to her knees. Wrapping her hands around my
thighs, she began to lick and nibble on my ass, first one side then the
other.  This had my member doing a little dance as the blood began to
rush. Her fingers began to run up and down my thighs and around the base of
my balls. She enjoyed making my cock dance, she considered it her "puppet."

She was making my cock as hard as it could get, I turned around slowly
(since my Speedo was still around my ankles) which put my cock directly
even with her lips.  I wanted her to suck me off.  But like actual
intercourse, she had refused to do this until "it was time."  I began to
worry if it was ever going to be time.  She understood what I needed, and
spoke very quietly, as if she wanted to be sure we weren't overheard. "I
wasn't sure until today, but, I can tell you now.  Tonight is the night.
We are going to fuck. If you can survive today, it will be worth it."

"With that to look forward to, I can survive anything," I said.

"I hope so," she replied cryptically. "I guess if we are this close to it,
it wouldn't hurt if I gave you a hint of what's to come." And with that she
began to lick the tip of my cock. I had a great view down her back to her
tight little ass, perfectly outlined in her bikini. Working her tongue in
circles, she traced the tip of my cock, then ran her tongue around the
underside and slid my member between her lips.  She knew all the right
tricks, and enjoyed making it dance in anticipation of each caress of her
lips.

The first drops of precum were forming when we heard Chuck's voice call out
to some other of our friends that must have just arrived. Alison, Stacy,
Cynthia, Tim, Carl, Rick, and Julie were all due that morning. From the
sound, Chuck was heading our way.  Our little session would have to wait.

Sarah stood back up, grabbed the CD and started fumbling with putting it in
the player (like she was supposed to have been doing) as I quickly pulled
up my Speedo as far as I could and turned around so Chuck wouldn't see my
throbbing member sticking out of the top.  I pretended to be looking for a
towel.

"Where the fuck is the music?" he bellowed (not that he ever talked in a
quite voice) as he opened the door.

"It's coming, I just had to clean off the CD first," Sarah replied, trying
her best not to look flushed.

"Well, hurry up, the rest of the gang is here. You can't stay in here
fucking this faggot all day," he said.

"Yeah, well up yours," I said in what I tried to make a joking manner, not
turning around yet.

"I knew you want to." he said, walking back out to the pool.

"That was close," I said.

"Don't worry about him. He didn't see anything I have enough blackmail
material on him, he could catch you with your dick up my ass and he
couldn't give me shit about it," she replied. "And I do want to try that
someday soon."

"Even the part about him catching us?"  Sarah just gave the head of my cock
a little tweak and headed out to the pool, her little ass bobbing back and
forth as she went.  I was stuck there for another five minutes willing my
member to relax.

The next couple of hours were uneventful, but painfully slow.  People swam,
and played, there was the occasional flash of too much skin as the guys
untied the girls' swim tops here, or had our swim trunks pulled down there,
normal innocent (ok, not so innocent) fun. Sarah was in on it as well,
giving and receiving.  She was such an amazing tease, we had dated all this
time, and nothing, now this day, the day she told me we were going to
finally fuck she is making me suffer by flashing me and my friends, and
stripping the suits off the other guys.  Everyone got stripped or partially
stripped except for Chuck and me. Wearing my Speedo, I didn't need to be
stripped to give the girls something to check out, and according to Sarah,
that's what Stacy and Cynthia spent most of the morning doing.

"They wanted to know exactly where every last freckle is," she whispered to
me, and I noticed that the girls, sitting across the pool, quickly averted
their gaze, then fell on top of each other giggling.

"So I see you told them."

"Of course, don't tell me you haven't mentioned that little mole on my rear
to Tim?"

"Well, you see, I only..." I started saying. Tim WAS my best friend in the
group, the one guy I had known before this year. Of course I told him. I
called him at three it he morning the night Sarah and I had first gone
skinny dipping and touched each other's naked body.

"I knew it.  I don't care. Tell him anything you want. Just realize that
you don't have any secrets I won't share either...and you will never know
exactly what they have been told. Makes for quite an interesting game huh?"

I could feel myself blushing now.  We had done some experimental things,
and while most of them were her idea, I did completely enjoy them, yet
wasn't sure I wanted EVERYONE to know. And among this group, if one person
knew, everyone knew. Or at least I thought that morning, by evening, I
would know differently.

By noon, the girls (except for Julie, who was in a perpetual lip-lock with
Rick) had decided they needed to run by Stacy's house before going to the
mall, and with a final kiss, Sarah went with them, leaving only the guys
behind, with Julie.

I was stretched out on a lounge chair, eyes closed, soaking up some rays.
Chuck and Carl were taking turns on the diving board. Tim had gone into the
house to make a phone call and Rick and Julie slipped off around the side
of the house.  Nobody had to guess too hard what they went off to do, and
the muffled moans only confirmed the suspicions as to why Julie didn't go
with the other girls.

I just zoned out, waiting for Sarah to return.  I don't know how long it
was, but at some point Chuck must have gotten bored swimming.  Next thing I
knew, Chuck was whispering in my ear. "I saw what you were doing with my
sister. I don't remember giving you permission to do that."

"I don't remember asking your permission," I coolly replied, trying to
remain calm and not sweat too much.

"See, that's the problem isn't it? You didn't.  If you had, this would have
been a lot easier.  But now, you are in for it big time. You are going to
really have to work and earn it."

"I think if you ask her she will say I've earned it," I finally have the
nerve to look him in the eyes as I say it.

"Not good enough, I get to say who gets to make my sister do those things.
Everyone needs my approval.  I have to check to make sure they are worthy."

"What, you going to fuck me and see if I'm good enough?" I laugh looking
away.  I really didn't expect him to answer the way he did.

"Yes, I am."

"You're joking," I said feeling very nervous all of a sudden. Next thing I
know he has flung one leg over me and has sat down across my thighs.

"No, I'm not.  Why do you think she has been waiting to do it? She knows
the rules. She knows what she did this morning was against the rules, you
haven't been proven yet.  I say when someone has earned the right to put
his cock in my sister's horny little mouth or pussy. And I make them earn
it by fucking me.  We had this all planned out, the girls won't be back
until we call them to say you passed the test. This way, I know if she is
getting the best she could get.  And it also helps by making sure you don't
end up treating her like dirt, or fucking her over.  Blackmail material."
So apparently it was a family trait.

I was stuck, his weight had me pinned to the chair, what was worse, much to
my surprise, and I was beginning to feel turned on, and knew that it
wouldn't be long before I started to get hard. Rick was around the side of
the house and my only hope was Carl, who was walking over, drying himself
off with a towel.  "Carl, can you help get him off?"

"No, you are going to get him off. Didn't you hear him?" Carl responded
calmly, as if this was no big deal.

I saw Tim return from the house and called out to him. "It will be easier
if you don't fight, just relax, you will end up enjoying it," he replied.

"You knew?" I asked.

"Yeah, sorry I couldn't tell you, but I didn't want to face the punishment.
Sarah is probably getting a pretty good spanking from the girls for that
bit of a blow job Chuck caught her giving you."

I was now feeling lost, and tried to think of a way out, and also tried to
keep talking my cock down, but I could feel the fabric of my suit tighten.

"Look", I said, "I really don't think I can fuck you like I would your
sister.  So just get up and let me go." I was getting desperate. My ears
were flushed red, and the blood was pumping, not just in my face, but
elsewhere.

"I think you misunderstood me," Chuck replied, "I'm going to fuck you. You
aren't going to fuck me. At least not today. You really have to be around
longer to earn that right."

"Took me three years," Carl said.

"All three of us are going to get off with your help, Rick said to let you
off, Julie will take care of him, so you are getting off light," Chuck
continued as he stood, placing one strong hand firmly on my chest holding
me down while he untied his swimsuit's drawstring with the other.

"This is just one big joke," I said, "it has to be."

"No joke buddy-boy. Everyone here has done just about everyone else.  Most
of us have known each other for so long, I can't remember the first
time. You are the newest member here, and I have to say, I have certainly
been looking forward to this for awhile. And I can't wait to have you," and
with that he slid down his suit, revealing his cock, standing halfway at
attention inches in front of my face.

And then it happened. I had tried not to let it, but there was no hope
anymore, my cock sprang to attention, and with the tight red Speedo, there
was no way to hide it.  Chuck was on my legs so I couldn't roll over. I
just sat there silently screaming "no, relax dammit, not now!" as my suit
tightened up and then moved aside to let the head slide out.

"Oh my, check that out guys. Looks like he can't wait either.  I knew he
was a dirty little slut at heart.  This is going to be good."

With that he let go of my chest and ripped down my suit, my cock sprung
even harder to attention. He start barking orders, "Carl, Tim, off with the
suits, and out with those dicks, let the rites of membership begin."

To be Continued.

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