Date: Wed, 30 Nov 2005 21:39:26 -0600
From: Shaun Duncan <s19d69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Rites of Membership Part 5

This is a work of fiction and is intended for adult reading only.

I am sorry for the delay in getting this part completed but I believe it
might be the best part yet, it needed the time to get it right. Let me know
your thoughts on it (s19d69@hotmail.com). Again, thank you for reading this
far.


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And so they were done. Everyone got dressed again, and began to pack up
their things. Tim was to stay behind and keep an eye on me as the rest of
the group left to continue their work on Sarah, taking the video camera with
them and leaving me specific instructions for the rest of the day. I was not
to finish myself off, I was not to tell anyone (a given), and at 9:00 pm I
was to go to the park three blocks away to meet Sarah.

The hardest part was that after the workout I had received that morning, I
was in serious need of release. I could feel the build-up in my balls as
they ached for a chance to let go. But Tim was to keep me from finishing up.
The orders were strict I was not to disappear from his sight at all. If I
had to go piss, he was to come with me. I could tell by his smile that he
would have really enjoyed that.

So we settled on the sofa and flipped on the TV. Tim sat close to me, and
allowed his hand to rest on my leg. I wasn't sure if he was doing this out
of affection or if it was all part of a plan to keep me as hard-up as
possible until tonight. It certainly had that effect, my cock was straining
against my swimsuit again in seconds. Ready to pop it's head out of the top
of the Speedo.

Tim had noticed and just smiled as he stared at it. I could feel myself
aching, longing for him to move his hand over a few inches, and slide it
down between the waistband of the suit and my skin (which was now covered in
goose-bumps, craving attention). I needed him to touch it, to stroke it, to
give me some release.

As if reading my mind he said, "I'm sorry that I can't help you out there.
Believe me, I want to, but you really just don't know what they would do to
me if it did."

"Are they really that mean?" I asked, wondering what I had enrolled in.

"No, I don't want you to think that it is a negative, actually it is pretty
exciting. We are all pushing each other, trying to get caught and punished
in some creative sexual way. But you know when not to step over the line.
And I would be doing that in this case. The punishment would not be fun.
What Sarah is going through, believe me, she is having fun. They wouldn't be
so kind to me if I let you cum. So I'd better not start playing with you.
But later, we can have some fun, that is if you will let me."

I paused to think on that, "Well, I guess it is up to Sarah really, I mean,
I had no idea what you guys have been up to, and I don't know what her
thoughts are on it."

"That's not a problem, she'll be fine with it, she told me before once you
were initiated, we could play whenever. She just wants lots of video or
photos if she can't be there to watch. She really gets excited by two guys
fucking."

"Really?" I asked. This day had certainly been surprising. I never thought
women liked watching stuff like that. I knew guys liked watching two girls,
but the idea that the opposite could be true never occurred to me.

"Oh yeah! Until she came into the group, it was just the occasional circle
jerk between the guys, plenty of sex with the girls, but there wasn't much
same sex play. She's the one that first forced me to give Chuck head after I
couldn't get hard enough to fuck her to an orgasm. I had been wanting to do
that to one of the guys for a while, but didn't because I was afraid they
would kick me out of the group. But after that time, well, I got to do many
things I had been longing to do. It was like she knew what I really wanted,
and it made her horny. The other girls soon came to her opinion."

"So, is there anything you haven't done yet?" I asked, beginning to be
really curious about what might lie ahead for me.

"Not much, as long as it is sanitary it is fair game. But, I have to say, I
have never had anyone kiss me like you did today. I suppose that is what has
been missing. With the rest of them, it is all about the sex, the fucking.
I'm rarely more than a mouth or an ass to them when it comes to sex. Most of
the time, they don't care if I cum unless they are planning on making me
lick it up or share it with someone. With you, it was different, I felt like
you cared. I want more of that."

All I could think to do was to put an arm around him and pull him closer to
me, "I will try. I'm completely turned around here, and not real sure of
what to do next, but I will try."

"When we do it, I want it to be slow, gentle, and caring. I can get fucked
like a piece of meat by any one of those guys any time I want, but I want to
feel what it is like when someone does it for me, not to me. Do you
understand my meaning?" Tim asked.

I did, and his need for tenderness was making my swollen cock even harder.
As I held him close to my body, I could tell, he had stiffened up again as
well. There had been no instructions saying he had to suffer, and Julie had
banned him from guys for a month after today. So if he was going to get a
chance to have more fun with me before sometime in July, it would have to be
today. I took a breath and swallowed once before letting the words come out,
"why don't you show me how you want it to be? Fuck me like the lover you
want."

Tim said nothing for a moment, then lifted his head and kissed me. His
tongue was gently tracing my lips, and I felt his hands slowly grasp my
shoulders and hold me tight. I closed my eyes and let the feelings wash over
me again as I kissed him back. I tried to keep control and not let the lust
take over. I wanted it to be tender, the way he needed it to be, even though
the lust inside me wanted it to be like two animals rutting in the wild.

After a moment he paused and released me, "Let me get my bag, we are going
to need some items." He left the room and headed into the entry hall where
his duffle bag was sitting. He came back with two tubes in his hand. I
recognized the tube of lube from earlier, but not the second.

Before he sat back down I suggested that we move to my bedroom. I wasn't
worried that someone might catch us, my parents would be at work until well
after 6, and my sister Emma left for the mall first thing this morning with
her friend Hannah, I just didn't want to have to explain any stains on the
sofa to my parents.

Once we were in my room, we were right back into each others arms and our
lips met again, more intense than before, but no less sensual. He dropped
the lube on my bed and pulling away from me for a second, took the cap off
the second. He kneeled in front of me and slid my swimsuit down past my
knees and let it fall around my ankles. My thick, hard cock stood straight
out in front, begging for attention. He squeezed the contents of the tube
into his hand, set the tube down and rubbed his palms together. Then, he
began to stroke my cock up and down and circled his hands all around it,
coating every inch with the warm ointment.

"This stuff will get a little warm, but it will also soften your dick up,
and you won't be in danger of blowing a load. It's called `anti-climax'
cream," Tim said as he finished up. He was right, I could feel a warm
sensation bubbling under the skin, not hot like when you accidentally (or
intentionally) get some muscle cream on it. And in less than a minute, it
had lost some of the needful rigidity. I was still horny as hell, but no
longer in serious threat of cumming all over the place.

I stepped out of my swimsuit and turned around to bend over my bed, offering
up my ass to Tim. I grabbed the lube, and held it out for him. I was ready
to be his again. To do whatever was needed to make him happy.

He took the lube from my hand slowly started caressing my thighs and ass and
said, "Not like this, crawl up on the bed and lay on your back. I want to
look into your eyes when I enter you and I want you to look into my eyes as
well. I want to watch you as I thrust into you. I want to see if you bite
your lip, or just exhale each time. I want to learn what your reactions are,
to get to know you as I fuck you. I don't want you to be facing away from
me, you are not an object to sate my lust, that is what it is like with the
others. I want to kiss you deeply as I cum. Show you how I feel at that
moment. I want you to wrap your arms around me after I have exhausted my
load in your ass." His eyes were pleading, almost glassy as if by turning
him down, he would melt into tears.

"I said I wanted you to fuck me like you needed, if you need me like this,
then that is how we shall do it," I said laying back on the bed, completely
nude, ready for his embrace.

"Bring your knees up," he said, sliding out of his swim trunks. He poured
some lube into his palm and oiled up his cock. He then climbed up on the
bed, kneeling at my feet, smiling as he ran his eyes across my naked flesh
taking it all in. He stroked his cock a couple more times, and then slid the
hand under me to lube up my ass. "Take your arms and grab your knees, hold
them up to your chest." I did as he directed and this caused my ass to be
centered perfectly in front of him. He rubbed a little more lube on it.

He placed the head of his cock at the opening, and very gently slid it in.
True to his desire, his eyes were locked on mine the whole time, soft blue
orbs swimming in a pool of white. I only winced slightly, my ass still
stretched from Chuck's animalistic fucking only an hour or so earlier.

"That feel ok?" he inquired after the head had fully entered me. "It doesn't
hurt does it?"

"No, it feels really good," I said, letting go of my right knee so I could
stroke his face with my fingertips. "It feels wonderful. Take it deeper, I'm
beginning to enjoy having a cock up my ass." He took his hand and pressed my
hand tight to his face, then began to kiss each as he slowly slid his cock
deeper. No wincing on my part, but my eyes rolled back in my head as the
waves of pleasure swept across me.

Once he was all the way in, he let go of my hand and had to keep both his
hands braced on the bed to keep from falling over. I took my right hand and
began to run my fingertips across his face again, and down his cheek and
neck to his chest. I had just begun tracing little circles around his erect
nipples when he began to pull out. Another wave of pleasure caused me to
moan out loud and stop all motion as the shudders rippled from my ass all
the way out the top of my head and bottom of my feet.

He was thrusting back in again in a moment, followed by another pull back
out. I let go of my other knee and grasped his hair with my left hand as my
right dug into the bedspread, fingers tightening in ecstasy. I pulled his
head down to meet mine and kissed him hard, and deeply, letting our eyes
lock in passion as I released him just as he thrust into me again.

His breathing was getting heavier and the thrusts harder, faster and deeper.
I knew he wasn't going to last much more, but I could have gone for another
hour or two. Only 24 hours ago I would have sworn I would never have had a
cock up my ass, but here I was, not only enjoying it, but wishing it would
last longer.

He bent his head down again, and locked onto my lips and filled my mouth
with his probing tongue. I took his tongue, and using the same strokes I had
used on his and everyone else's cock I began to suck his tongue like it was
a small dick.

Four more thrusts, four more moans from me, and one deep groan from Tim and
I felt him tighten in anticipation. It was a couple more seconds, but they
felt like an hour, he filled my ass with his cum, our lips locked tight, his
moans vibrating through my mouth.

A moment later, he slid out of me and laid his naked, sweaty body down on
mine. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close, using a hand to hold
his head against my chest. Feeling his weight shift with each breath in and
out. I inhaled in the scent of his hair, his sweat, and our sex, all the
scents that were in the room. I held him, this strong, naked flesh wrapped
in my arm, satisfied, and happy.

We were still and quite for a long time, and then he softly broke the
silence, "Chris, I love you."

I closed my eyes and clutched him tighter, "I love you too."

To be continued.