Date: Wed, 3 Oct 2012 17:53:29 +1000
From: Samuel Macdonald <samboi91@hotmail.com>
Subject: Pack Part 3

This story is a work of fiction which may contain male on male sexual acts,
strong drug use and violence. If you are under the 18 (or the legal age in
your area to read this), please do not continue.  All characters are
fictional and any relation to any person is completely coincidental. This
story is my own work and plagiarism will not be tolerated.

"Adam. I have something for you."

Nick pulled me aside to speak to me privately. When we were in private, he
handed me a bundle of money.

"What's this for?"

"It's your payment. Each person in the pack gets a percentage of the profit
we bring in each week.  You don't get as much as the upper level but you
still get something. There's a bit extra in there as a welcome aboard
present as well. Enjoy it while it lasts."

I thanked him and we parted ways. He had to go organise a few things for
the club deal. I hung out with the rest of the group for a while before we
all went separate ways. I had to head off to work.  When I arrived at work,
Adrian was on my ass about a document which went missing that he needed for
a client. I spent most of my shift back-tracking for it before I came
across his pile of weed. Trust him to have a secret stash in his
workplace. That night, a few of the pack members were going to meet up at
Nicks for a few drinks. There was nothing that really needed doing during
this week. All deals had pretty much gone quiet. Jake came to my place to
pick me up but we decided to walk from mine. We will be drinking all night
and I had to start work early in the morning.

On our way there, we noticed something odd between three guys that were
hanging out in a dimly lit street. Two of the guys had cornered a third guy
and were yelling at him. We slowed down but they couldn't see us. One of
the guys punched the third guy in the stomach, sending him to the ground
before they began kicking him. Jake and I ran over to them as Jake grabbed
one of the guys and pinned him to the wall. I grabbed the other guy and
threw him down onto the ground. I pinned him down. The working out I had
previously started had helped me out. I had noticed a bit more definition
and increased strength.

"What the fuck are you doing to this guy?!" Jake was pissed.

"This faggot tried hitting on me."

Both of us looked over at the stranger who was staggering to his feet and
breathing heavily.

"I've never seen these guys before." He spoke. His voice was soft,
innocent. "I was walking past and they started wailing on me."

"Fuck off you fag." The guy I had my foot on top of yelled. "You tried to
get in my pants."

I kicked him in the ribs to shut him up.

Jake slammed the guy against the wall. "If I ever see you fuck with anyone
around here again, I swear I'll cut your fucking dick off. Got it?"

The guy could see pure anger in Jake's eyes. He nodded. Jake released the
guy and pushed him to the ground. I took my foot off of the guy I was
pinning down. The third man walked over to us and stood behind us. We began
to walk away. One of the guys picked up a steel pipe that was lying near a
piled of trash cans. All three of us turned around to see the guy running
at us. As he was getting closer, Jake reached into his jacket and pulled
out a handgun, pointing it straight at the thug. He stopped dead in his
tracks as he saw the light shine of the gun. He dropped the pipe and raised
his arms in terror.

"What the fuck Jake? You have a gun?"

"You never know when you'll need one Adam. It's mostly just a scare tactic
but I'm never afraid to pull the trigger if need be."

I was just as shocked at the guy he was pointing the gun at. I looked over
and could see a wet patch forming on the thugs pants. Well, maybe I wasn't
as scared as him but I was still pretty terrified.

"Watch who you fuck with buddy. Get the fuck out of here, you and your
mate, before my finger tightens around this trigger."

Both men ran out of sight and Jake lowered his gun.

"Lets get rolling."

"What about the other guy?"

"He's already gone Adam."

I looked around and saw no sign of the third guy. He must have done a
runner when he saw the gun.  I didn't notice that he left. Jake and I
continued to walk to Nick's.

"Where did you get the gun from?"

"Steve is our weapons guy. He knows where to get all this stuff. The upper
level and above have a gun on them. It's pretty much just a safety
precaution in case things get out of hand. Don't expect to get one. None of
the lower level get guns. You have to prove your worth and trust before you
can handle anything like this."

We arrived at Nick's where a few of the pack were. The night was full of
alcohol and pot once again.  This was becoming a habit. Nick showed us the
product we would be selling at the club. He pulled out a bag of pills.

"This is high grade ecstasy. We have to sell it all in a few days at the
club. I'll get it in, hand them to you all and then we sell from there. The
owner knows about this and he's getting a cut of the profit.  Just don't
get up to anything stupid or drag any unwanted attention. That's the last
thing we need.  Afterwards, give me the payment and any leftover E."

He explained to us all the precautions we need to take, how to handle
people and make sure you take the payment up front.

"Ummm... Nick?" A voice spoke from a person standing at the back.

I turned around to see Chris standing there with the usually angry look on
his face. I could never tell if he was actually angry or if he just always
looked like that.

"Do you think this is such a good idea?"

"What do you mean Chris? A job's a job. As long as we do this right,
there's no danger for us. The owner is in on this so he's got our back."

"Can we really trust him? What happens if the club gets raided and he flips
on us?"

"He wouldn't flip and the club won't get raided. Cops never touch that
place, that's why there are so many drugs being passed around
there. Everything will be fine as long as we all do our jobs right."

We spent the rest of the night talking about the job we had to do and what
was involved. That didn't mean we couldn't have fun. We had our usual fun
of getting pissed. I think all these nights staying out late or not coming
home at all had been worrying to my mother but I was a grown man as I kept
assuring her. That never stopped her motherly instinct from kicking in all
the time.

The night came for our task to begin. Everyone was dressed up and ready for
a big night out. The club was packed when we arrived there but the security
guard let us in straight away. Nick shook his hand on the way through and
handed over a small bag of pills. When we entered, everyone was dancing and
drinking. The flashing colours of the lights were mesmerising and the music
was bass heavy which made everyone want to dance. Nick was instantly
recognised by a few people at the club so he went on his own. We started
splitting up to cover more of the club. People approached discretely from
all angles and we were selling in no time.

Just as I had finished another sale, I turned to see a familiar face. It
was the same guy that way getting beaten the other night. As he looked
over, I could see slight panic in his face. I approached him and he just
stood there. The music was too loud to talk to him so I grabbed his arm and
we went some place quiet around the corner which was pretty deserted.

"You're the guy from the other night, the one who was getting beat up."

"Yeah... that's me."

"Why did you run?"

"Your friend had a fucking gun. I couldn't get caught up in that shit if
someone got shot."

"Fair enough... anyway, I'm Adam."

"Troy... and thank you for helping me out the other night."

"Just doing what I do best. You looked like you could use a hand."

"Yeah... I don't know what would have happened if you weren't there... I
have to go. My friends are waiting for me."

"That's cool. I'll see you `round Troy."

We went separate ways and I got went back to business. Half my bag was sold
a few hours in. These pills were a hit. I kept looking over at Troy and we
kept making eye contact. If I didn't know better, I'd say he had a thing
for me. He wasn't too bad looking either. He was young, my age, and kind of
had a skater look about him. He wore a backwards hat which his hair stuck
out from underneath, a tight singlet which outlined his body, baggy jeans
and dress shoes which were a requirement at the club. They were pretty
relaxed with the dress code but the shoe part was enforced.

After a while of the loud music, people getting pumped on ecstasy and
alcohol going around, Troy approached me. It came as a huge surprise when
he pushed me up against the wall, pressed his body against mine and locked
lips with me. I had no idea what was going on so I went with it. I opened
my mouth and allowed his tongue to explore it. He was an amazing kisser. He
wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed me deeper. I could feel
something in his mouth. He put it in my mouth and I soon realised it was
one of the pills we were selling. I didn't want to upset him so I
swallowed. He ended the kiss and pulled away from me with a smile on his
face.

"You have fun tonight. We will definitely be seeing more of each
other. Here's my number."

He slid a piece of paper into my shirt pocket and walked away. I stood
there, still shocked and half aroused about what just happened. I made my
way over to Nick before things started to get a little weird. I had never
been on ecstasy before but this was feeling alright. My body started to
feel more pumped, the music was something beyond sound and the lights were
incredible. I couldn't stop myself from moving to the sounds that I was
hearing. No one seemed to care what I was on because everyone was on the
same thing.

The night was pretty much a haze for the rest of it. I came across a few of
the group that I remember. I saw Chris who seemed a little
angry... still. Jake was laughing when he saw that I was on E. I remember
him telling me not to let Nick find out. I think it was too late by that
point as Nick was avoiding me that night. Troy and I had a few jager bombs
throughout the night as well.

The next morning, I awoke in the spare bed at Nicks. I got up to see that I
was dressed in my boxers. I don't even remember coming back here. I walked
out to see that no one was around since it was 1:00 in the afternoon. Lucky
I didn't have to work today. I walked back to the room and grabbed the cash
out of my pocket. When I searched the other pockets, I realised that the
remaining ecstacy was missing. I don't know where the bag went. I started
to freak out a little. I don't know what Nick will do when he finds out but
I knew that sooner or later, I would have to tell him.

I walked down the hall and up to his room. The door was shut so I took a
deep breath and knocked twice. I heard him faintly tell me to enter. I
turned the handle and opened the door. He was sitting on his couch, one leg
up, one arm across the arm rest and the other across the back of the
couch. He was dressed in board shorts.

"Ah... hey Nick."

"Adam... you got the money?"

"Yeah..."

I handed him the cash that I had and he counted it.

"You got the rest of the pills?"

"Umm... about that."

I saw anger in his face. He jumped up, pushed me against the wall and held
me there with both hands. I couldn't help but notice the bulge of his
biceps as he did this. I'd have to say, it was kind of hot. That was until
I looked at his face and saw pure anger.

"What the FUCK did you do with the rest of it?!"

"I... umm... I don't have it. I don't know what happened to it."

"This is why you don't sample your own merchandise. You stay sober while
you're selling."

"I'm sorry Nick... I really am."

He let go of me and sat back down in the same position.

"You bought be enough money to cover just over half the bag. Even with your
cut covering the rest of it, you're still a little short. You know, I did
mention to you when you started that I accept other payments."

I knew what he meant and I knew that this was going to happen. He stood up
and pulled down his shorts. He was already half hard. He pulled them all
the way off while maintaining eye contact with me as if to say `I own
you. You'll do what I want.' He sat down with his legs spread and his arms
across the back of the couch.

"Get to work Adam. I need payment."

I stepped forward and got onto my knees. His half hard cock felt warm in my
hand as I lifted it to gain access to his balls. I put my face forwards and
started to suck on them. He moaned while I stroked his cock and sucked his
balls into my mouth. He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed it
further into his balls. When he released my head, I licked up the shaft of
his now fully hard cock, and took the head into my mouth. He moaned louder
as I took more of his cock into my mouth. I could take it about half way
before I started to gag a little.

"If this is your payment, you're gonna have to do better than that
boy. You're gonna have to take more of my cock."

He started pushing my head down on his cock which made me gag again. I
pulled my head off it.

"I don't think I can. It's huge."

"Sit on the couch, I think I can help."

I did as I was told and I sat down. I was still in my boxers and the tent
in them was causing my precum to form a wet patch. He stood up and kneeled
over me. My legs were between his on the couch and his cock was right in
front of my face.

"Open."

I did what he wanted and I opened my mouth. He slowly started to slide his
thick cock in until it reached the back of my throat. He reached down and
started stroking my throat.

"Breath slowly and relax. I'll take it slow."

I slowed my breathing and he inched forward. More and more of his cock
filled my mouth. I had my eyes closed to try and relax more. My eyes shot
open when I felt his hairless balls against my chin. I did it. I was taking
his entire cock.

"That's it boy. Take every inch."

Nick slowly started thrusting. He placed a hand on either side of my head
and thrusted faster.

"Fuck yeah Adam. Damn your mouth feels good."

He took his cock out and put his hand under my chin, lifting my head to
make eye contact with him.

"Adam, you're a great cock sucker but I don't think it'll do."

He looked so hot, towering over me with a devilish grin on his face.

"I want to have a go at your ass."

I instantly felt my stomach drop.

"Nick... I... I've never been fucked before. I've only ever topped."

"There's a first time for everything. I'll tell you what, you let me fuck
you, the payments made and you'll still get your cut."

I had to think about it for a little bit but then I looked at him again and
he knew I accepted. He climbed off me and stood in front of me.

"Take your boxers off and bend over on the couch."

I stood up and slid my boxers off. My cock was as hard as ever. I was still
scared but I also wanted this. I turned around and bent over the couch, my
feet planted firmly on the floor.

"Mmmm. You shave as well. Damn that ass is hot."

I looked over my shoulder to see him stroking his cock and staring at my
hole. He moved forward and bent down. I felt his hands on my cheeks,
spreading them. I then felt his tongue touch my hole which made me jump a
little. As his tongue entered me, I moaned loudly. It felt incredible. His
tongue explored my ass while I gripped onto the couch. When he was done
rimming me, he stood up and reached over to his table, pulling up a bottle
of lube. He squirted some onto his cock and slicked it up.

"You really are tight Adam. I'm gonna enjoy taking your cherry."

He moved forward and pressed his cock against my hole. It wasn't so bad
until he started pushing in.  The head split my ass. It was so big. The
pain washed over me as I yelled.

"Adam... its ok. Just breathe and relax. You'll be `right."

He pushed forward some more and his cock entered me. My hole burned so I
grit my teeth to bare the pain. He kept sliding in until every inch was
inside me before he held it there.

"Fuck your ass feels amazing. Best thing I've ever had my cock inside. I'll
start slow but the closer I get to shooting my load, the rougher I become."

He slowly thrusted as the pleasure began. Every time his cock filled me, a
wave of pleasure flowed over my body. He started to thrust a bit harder and
faster. He pulled his cock out of my ass, grabbed me and threw me onto my
stomach on the couch. He jumped on top of me, lined his cock up and
thrusted it into me. I released a half yell, half moan. He started pounding
my ass.

"Take my fucking cock bitch. I'm gonna fill you good."

I could feel his ripped body against my back as he drove his cock into me.

"Your ass is mine Adam. I'm gonna blow soon."

He pulled out of my ass again and flipped me over. Lifting my legs, he
spared no time in sliding his cock back into me. He had each one of his
muscled arms next to my head, fucking me hard. I was moaning loud as I
could feel my own load building. This felt amazing. My hands explored his
sexy body. I ran them over his bulging pecs and toned stomach.

"I'm gonna blow."

He thrusted hard as his load filled me. This sent me over the edge, making
cum shoot from my cock onto my chest. He continued to thrust while he
grunted, emptying his entire load inside me. After he was finished, he slid
his cock out and sat back on the couch. I stood up, trying not to get any
cum on the couch. He threw me a towel as I started cleaning the cum off my
chest.

"Payment made."

Once we cleaned up, Nick got dressed and he and I left the room. I only had
my boxers on. We walked out and noticed a few of the pack here. They all
smiled at me as I walked to the room to get my clothes. When I walked back
out, there was a knock on the door. Nick walked over and opened it.

"Nick Penrose?"

"Yeah. That's me."

"My name's officer Raymond Lester. I'm placing you under arrest for the
dealing of illegal drugs."



I hope you like it so far. There's more drama in it now and more storyline
and plot twists later to come. I like where I'm going with this and have a
few things planned for future stories. I want to know if people like it so
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