Date: Sat, 18 Mar 1995 05:09:05 GMT
From: man2man@netcom.com (Daedalus)
Subject: 7 IN A BARN  (malesex)

                          SEVEN IN A BARN

INTRODUCTION

                         The Characters:

               Bill --- 18, dark hair & eyes, cut
               John --- 21, football player, well
                         muscled, cut
               Frank -- 19, blond, scandinavian, cut
               Jerry -- 17, dark hair & eyes,
                         stubborn, uncut
               Clyde -- 18, lt.  brn.  hair, blue eyes,
                         agressive, cut
               Peter -- 19, dark olive latino, very
                         smooth body, uncut
               Teddy -- 17, red hair, blue eyes, a
                         delectible delight, uncut


SEVEN IN A BARN Chapter 1

	All seven of them had assembled it the barn to form a club--a most
 unique club of pleasure.  They had all sworn to unconditionally abide by
the rules as made and passed by them, the charter members of the club.

	The seven young men were more or less strangers to each other.
Some of them had come from other towns and were eager to know each other
better.  None of them had ever seen any of the others naked, had any
intimate contact with them, or heard tell of how well any of the others
were endowed or what their sexual prowess could be.  However, it was
understood by all concerned that such questions would be answered, but
their imaginations would its role until all these things became reality.

	A leader and a slave would be chosen as a result of a poker game.
Each member would receive three hundred chips.  The game would end when one
member lost all his chips.  He would be the slave and would have to obey
the leader.  The member with the most chips would be the first leader.  The
leader would direct the activities of the session and have absolute control
over the slave.  The slave would become the leader at the next session and
a new poker game would determine the new slave from the remaining members.

	Frank, a tall blond of about nineteen, had his eyes fixed on a
young red-headed beauty named Teddy, whom he had often seen in town but had
never met.  It was fairly obvious that he was thinking of how he would like
to get that kid's prick out of his pants and make him shoot his wad before
Frank's very eyes.

	Several of the other young men had their eyes on John, who was a
little older then the rest and who was a tall football player with broad
shoulders and a marvelous physique.  John's shirt was open at the neck and
showed a strong chest and his blue levis looked promising between his legs.

	But John wasn't thinking of all the others who had gathered there,
he was very much impressed by Bill, the boy who had sort of invented the
game.  Bill was as beautiful as any boy could be and he looked about
eighteen years old, not so tall, but very well built with dark hair and
eyes and a gorgeous set of straight white teeth that made his grin seem to
penetrate.  By concidence, Bill was showing just as much interest in John
too, and it excited him to think that he might be fortunate enough to have
a boy so much older, one so much stronger, unconditionally in his power.

	Shortly the game was in full swing, and at first not much could be
said about the eventual outcome.  After a while, however, Bill, the
organizer of the game, and John, the beautiful football player, seemed to
be far ahead of the others.  Each had about six hundred chips, but Bill did
have a little more than John.  Now the game became more interesting.  All
the others were nearly out of chips and Bill and John appeared the have
good hands.

	John's mind began to play wonders and he found himself thinking how
he would react if he were to win the game and have Bill under his command.
He studied Bill cautiously, then his hand--four kings--and he felt that
Bill could have nothing better.  But John was no fool at the game and he
knew better than to rush his decision as he did want to see Bill place all
of his chips on the table.

	They continued playing the game until each had about one hundred
chips remaining.  Finally the moment of decision had come.  It was John's
turn and he counted his ninety-eight chips carefully.  He put all of in the
center of the table and watched eagerly to see what Bill's reaction would
be.

	Bill counted his one hundred and five chips.  Meaning, that if he
lost, he would lose all, as the minimum for the next game would be ten and
he would have only seven chips left.  But Bill finally shoved his chips to
the center of the table, and it would be only a matter of minutes before
the game would be over and one of them would be declared 'leader'.

	John was excitement personified.  Already he felt the lovely tight
lips encircle his cock.  He could hardly wait and triumphantly threw down
his hand--four kings!

	He watched Bill, who sighed with relief, and slowly laid open his
hand-- a straight flush from the ten of spades on down.

	A profane oath passed through John's lips.  Then he pulled himself
together, realizing the circumstances, and said, "Well, Bill, I suppose you
have won."

	Bill remained very calm.  "Yes, John, I guess I have.  Now you can
move the card table and put the mattress on the floor.  You others can sit
on the floor beside me.  I'll keep this chair."


SEVEN IN A BARN Chapter 2

	There was little doubt that Bill had won the game and assumed the
role as leader for he issued order after order that the others readily
obeyed.

	"You know what the next step is, don't you, John?" he asked.

	"Yes," John answered.  " I guess I do." John had already made up
his mind to play the game fairly and squarely.  "I'm supposed to announce
my loss publicly and surrender my body to you."

	Bill could not help but smile.  "Indeed," he said with a broad
grin,
 "and in what position, John?"

	"Kneeling on my bare knees."

	"Lovely," Bill replied.  "Carry on, baby!"

	In a few moments John's trousers were off and the magnificent
physique of the football player clad only in his jockey shorts and T-shirt.
A wave of excitement went through the other boys, and all eyes were
concentrated on the promising bulge in his shorts, showing a lovely curve,
but still covered.  They knew soon he would be instructed to remove even
that barrier and then...

	Six erections were evident as a result of the thought, the
anticipation, and excitement as the twenty-one year old knelt before the
eighteen year old leader, who was quietly leaning back in his chair.

	"I've lost the game and you've won," John said.  "You have the
power over me, and every part of my body is for you to see and to feel, and
I shall touch any part of your body you ask me to.  I'm here to give you
any kind of sensual pleasure you can think of."

	For a moment it seemed terribly stupid and ridiculous for a
twenty-one year old to be saying such things to another boy, but he knew
what he was in for before the card game had started, and he knew that he
wanted sex with Bill more than any of the other boys.

	"Very well," said Bill.  "Now strip! Lie down on the mattress and
jack off for us."

	For a brief moment John hesitated showing himself to all of the
eager-looking lads.  Yet he had promised, and if Bill had lost, he would be
there in the same chair dictating the commands and expecting results.

	He stood up and took off his shirt and shorts.  There he stood,
stark naked.  It was a magnificent sight.  The very tall slender body was
tanned by the sun except for the small triangle beneath the navel where
bathing trunks had been.  His body tapered from his broad shoulders to his
deli- ciously curved buttocks.  From behind his slender legs decended from
the inviting crack.  In front the hairy part under the navel was sex
personified.

	The appearance of his glory was not deceiving.  The penis, now
exposed to twelve eager eyes, was very large even while still limp.  It was
long, circumcised, and well shaped.  The crimson head contrasted with the
paler shaft.  The balls were full and young and his asshole was covered
with an abundance of soft hair.

	"Now lie down and go to work, John," Bill ordered.

	John laid on the mattress and spread his shaply legs wide apart.
He clamped his right hand around his thick cock, which soon became hard and
erect.

The pinched head showed between his thumb on one side and his four fingers
on the other, and with his left hand he stroked himself on the upper part
of his legs to increase his own excitement.  He ran a finger through the
heavy folds of flesh and penetrated his own asshole.

	He closed his eyes and his beautiful head shifted ecstatically from
left to right, his mouth hung open.  He closed his legs and began to
pile-drive his finger into the tight crevice of his ass and lifted his legs
up on his shoulders so that everybody, particularly Bill, could see what he
was doing to himself.  His breathing increased--faster and faster.

	Bill's own cock was jutting upward in his pants, and his breathing
increased tremendously as he watched his slave perform before him.

	"Anyone who has a hardon, take it ut," Bill shouted to the others.

	Five hands disappeared between their legs and the room was filled
with the noise of zippers being opened.  The shirts were pulled out of the
way and out came five lovely young cocks, all different in size and shape,
but all as hard as cocks could possibly get.

	"Your balls too," Bill hissed.

	More flesh appeared exposed to the glances of the onlookers.

	Frank looked eagerly toward Teddy, wondering what the handsome
youth could possibly have hanging beneath his navel.  He was agreeably
satisfied as Teddy pulled out his huge cock, lovely paper thin foreskin
almost covering the crimson head.

	Jerry, a dark lad of eighteen, ould hardly restrain himself, seeing
all of those cocks exposed, and he nearly climaxed in his hand just
thinking of what could possibly happen when all of those well-hung studs
got together.

	Clyde, the boy who was sitting next to Jerry, was especially
exciting.  He was a year older than Jerry.  He had a cool and resplendent
look.  Even with his cock and balls exposed, he seemed to be above the
crowd.

	Meanwhile, John continued to play with himself for all he was
worth, and the other lads, showing their generous endowments, had excited
him tremendously.  Yet, to his disapointment, Bill, the leader, had made no
sign of what he had, and John couldnot refrain from saying, "Come on, Bill.
Aren't you going to show us your prick?"

	Bill smiled.  "Although it is not for you to give the leader
orders, I'll prove to you that I am a good sport." He unzipped his pants
and lifted out a set of magnificent balls and a thick cock.  "And to go
even further," standing up, "I'll take off all my clothes.  The rest of you
follow me--piece by piece."

	He took off his shoes and trousers, and then his shirt and socks,
while at the same time, the other five members were duplicating his
actions.  Soon there were six young, hard, virile bodies entirely naked but
for their shorts--behind which hard cocks had disappeared.

	Bill wanted every member to enjoy himself to the fullest.  He
realized that if he were the only one to get any fun out of this affair,
then the club would be practically useless to the others.

	"Okay," he called out, "everyone stick his hand inside another
guy's shorts.  The first hand in wins.  One-two-three!"


SEVEN IN A BARN Chapter 3

	Immediately on the count of three, Jerry's hand disappeared inside
of Clyde's shorts, afraid that Clyde would stick his hand in first.  Frank
took Teddy.  Soon they formed a circle as each one was playing with another
guy's cock.

	Peter, the Italian beauty, had been watching Bill all of this time
in silent admiration.  He lost no time getting his hand on Bill's cock
before anyone else had a chance to get to the leader.

	After they had played as much as they could stand for a while, they
began to reach deeper and deeper until they felt the now excited assholes.

	"Take off the other boy's shorts," Bill commanded.  There couldn't
have been a more welcome command.  After a little pulling, six entirely
naked bodies appeared.

	All of these activities had excited John, who was still lying on
the mattress.  He knew that if he were to on he would surely shoot his load
very soon.  Bill noticed this and said, "Well, guys, before you start
playing with each other, let's have a good look at John and watch him as he
has his climax."

	John became more excited than ever, especially when he saw Bill
naked and with an erection.  The entire lower part of John's body,
especially between his legs, seemed afire.  He had masturbated often, but
never in such surroundings as these.

	His hand went faster and faster.  The head of his cock seemed to
swell and become redder and redder.  His left hand was buried between his
legs and he tossed his body right and left.  His legs were spread wide
apart.  He added to his sensations by streaching his muscles and wiggling
his butt.  His sighs became groans as he kept his eyes glued to Bill's
pick.

	Bill, noticing the continual stare, opened his legs as wide as he
could, slightly playing with himself and letting gorgeous penis sway back
and forth like a magic wand guarding his luscious testicles.

	John felt his load about ready to shoot.  He pinched the head of
his cock so that it was flat between his fingers.  He screamed out, "I'm
cumming!  Oh, I'm cumming--ohhhhhh!" His entire body now began to convulse.
His legs vibrated up and down.  A white stream of hot liquid appeared
between his fingers, but still he pinched the head of his cock as if
wanting to keep the male juice back and prolong the orgasm.  Then he lay
quiet, his large hands by his sides.  A little more liquid oozed out,
dripping onto the hard muscled stomach and flowed into his navel.

	All of this managed to excite the six spectators beyond measure.
The stood transfixed with their tongues hanging out.

	Jerry, who was next to Clyde, came closer to him.  He had to have
his climax, and he wanted to make Clyde have his at the same time.

	But Clyde cooly told Jerry, "Only if your take it in your mouth."

	Jerry hesitated.  He had never done this before and his whole body
 seemed to shake.  Clyde's naked body was so close to him and he could feel
the bobbing erection touching his lips.

	"All right," Clyde said, "if you don't want to do it, Peter will."

	"No no, I'll do it," Jerry said and soon Clyde's male organ was
buried deep in Jerry's mouth and Jerry reached between his own legs to
stroke his own excited meat, something which Peter, Frank, and Teddy were
already doing to each other.

	The tall blond Frank asked Teddy if he could brown him.  Teddy
answered that he had never been browned and he didn't know if he could take
it.  But he readily volunteered his virgin butt for the try.

	Peter, the Italian boy, and Bill were the only ones left, but Bill
had made up his mind that he was going to save himself for his slave, John.
Bill wanted his first affair with the handsome football player to be a
thorough one, so he would alow nothing to be done to himself.  Yet he did
fall to his knees and began to suck Peter's proffered penis.

	Shivers raced up and down the olive skin of Peter and far down to
his prick which he stabbed deeply into Bill's waiting, wanting mouth.
Bill's hands ran softly over the boy's body, over his spine, his legs, his
armpits, and his anal opening.  The all-engulfing feeling welled up in his
penis and he seemed tobe floating on air.  His anus opened and closed with
spasmodic motions.  He could not understand what was happening.  It was so
different from what he felt when he jerked himself off.

	The clever tongue went on and on, teasing, curling itself around
the cock head and up under the foreskin at the exact spot where the seat of
pleasure seemed to be.  Then he felt the gushing of his manliness spurting
out in a hot stream, giving him the most delicious feeling he had ever had.

	Bill's mouth was filled with sperm, but he didn't seem to care.  He
loved the feeling of the squirming lad in front of him and did not stop
until the last drop of the white hot liquid had come out and Peter relaxed
with a sigh.

	Frank was near orgasm too.  Teddy's hole was adapting itself
marvalously to this kind of sex, and Frank was very excited feeling this
young naked body under him, the body he had so often desired.

	Teddy, who had at first felt a strange pain as Frank's cock entered
his ass, was now enjoying it.  Furthermore, Frank's clever hands gave his
prick the most delicious massage it had ever had, and the red-haired youth
knew that he could not hold back very much longer and that he would soon
shoot his load.  He groaned, his cock thickened and expanded even more, and
Frank understood the reason for the change.

	"All right," Frank hissed, "let's try to finish together."

	Furiously they worked their bodies together and, just when Frank
felt he could fuck no longer without shooting his wad, Teddy started to
breathe faster and cried, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Quick! Please, Frank!"
And at the same tone he was attempting to find Frank's mouth with his.
Their tongues intertwined.  The most delicious feeling came the heads of
their cocks and a large quantity semen tried to force its way out as Teddy
tried to close his anal opening tighter around Frank's slippery penis.
This multiplied his pleasures a hundred-fold.

	The humping of Frank's firey meat in his asshole, Frank's tongue in
his mouth, and the rubbing of his cock by Frank's adept hands were too much
for Teddy.  The tickling feeling in his ass became too strong for words to
describe--he shot his load--he came--wow! Did he cum!

	In the meantime, with John again playing with himself in the middle
of the room, and with Peter still being sucked off by Bill and beginning to
moan with utmost pleasure, and Frank's cumming in Teddy's bottom, with all
efforts against him, Clyde could hardly hold back his stream of hot cum.

	Jerry, nestled in between Clyde's legs, was trying so hard to
please
 this hot lad of his affections.  His tongue lapped at the male organ,
licking the balls and even sticking his tongue deep into Clyde's anus.

	Clyde tensed and tried to hold back.  He wanted Jerry, who was
rubbing his own cock frantically, to have the pleasure of an orgasm at the
same time.  "I'm cumming soon," Clyde moaned.  "Oh, Jerry, are you ready?"

	"Oh, yes...yes," Jerry mumbled.

	The tension increased and Clyde went into convulsions.  The first
drops of liquid came out, and this made Jerry jerk off all the harder.  He
loved the feeling of this cock in his mouth and the feeling of this young
body squirming in front of him.  Then his mouth was filled with the warm
cream
 exiting from the lad's lovely penis.

	Clyde pulled Jerry's head closer so that Jerry would receive all
that he had to offer.  Meanwhile, Jerry jerked his own cock faster and
clamped his hand closer around the jumping head of the burning corona.  He
felt the blast of gooey liquid between his fingers.  He moaned in ecstacy
and with his free hand pulled his naked body closer to Clyde as the two of
them finished their climax.

	Everyone was breathing heavily.  For a moment there was a strange
silence in the barn, mixed with the sweet smell of semen.


SEVEN IN A BARN Chapter 4

	After a while, Bill, the only one who had not yet had an orgasm,
resumed leadership.  "John," he ordered, "wipe yourself, then wipe the
others."

	John obeyed and stood up with his legs spread wide apart, rubbing
his cock and balls with a towel which Bill had the foresight to bring.
Then he went to the others and began to wipe their cocks and balls.  He
performed his task thoroughly.  He had to do a great deal of rubbing.
Teddy had to be wiped from two sides, front and back, and he seemed to
enjoy the contact.

	When John was through, Bill started talking again.  "Well, boys,
are you ready for another little tickle in your pricks?"

	Naturally the answer was a unamimious yes!

	"Good, because I think it's time John provided us with this
pleasure, don't you?"

	There was a row of smiling faces and John himself could not help
but smile, knowing full well that he would enjoy it more than all of the
others.

	"John's going to make each of you cum in the manner you prefer,"
Bill continued.

	"John, baby, come over here."

	John stood next to Bill, while Bill and the others once again
donned their shorts.

	"I think, for the benefit of John, so nobody goes too far, it
should be pointed out what you cannot do with him, don't you agree?"

	Everybody nodded in agreement.

	"Some of you like a simple way of cumming," explained Bill, "and
like to be jerked off.  I'm certain John will be excellent in doing this.
Look at his hands."

	Bill raised John's hands and showed both sides of them.  His hands
were large and well shaped.  It was an exciting sight to see the handsome,
tall, naked football player standing there, obediently offering himself and
his hands and his cock to any one who wanted them.

	"Others like the mouth," Bill continued, and had John open his
mouth wide, showing two rows of magnificent teeth.  "But the mouth alone
will not do, no matter how sensual the lips are.  For sexual pleasure, the
mouth needs the assistance of the tongue."

	John obeyed the suggestion by giving the others a good look at his
pink tongue.

	"Wiggle it as fast as you can, John," Bill said, and again John did
as
 he was instructed.

	"Now for the most important part of the anatomy," Bill continued.
Turn around, John."

	John obeyed and could be seen standing with his lovely buttocks
jutting out in the direction of the excited audience.

	"Now bend over as far as you can so the boys can make up their mind
whether they want to stick their cocks into your asshole."

	John began to wonder how he had ever been talked into participating
in something like this.  Nobody had ever browned him and now he had to
offer his anal opening to six hot studs.

	Bill went on with his instructions.  "John, show us the delights
you have to offer.  I counted five--your hands, your legs, your mouth, your
tongue, and your asshole.  Let's look at each of them again." John obeyed.

	"What delights are in store for you guys," Bill exclaimed.  "And
you don't have to stick to one thing either.  You can take a tongue bath,
for example, then visit his lovely ass, and then just before you orgasm
stick your throbbing cock in his mouth to deposit your love juice there.
You can do anything and everything except to make John cum.  If you do, you
will have to take John's place."

	There was nothing John wanted more than to shoot his load.  Shoot
it, he thought, then all this will be over, and some other guy will have to
go on with this.

	The influence Bill's speech made could be seen on each of the other
youths as their shorts showed solid chunks of meat beginning to harden.

	Bill had waited for this moment and said, "Now, John, how old were
you when you first jacked off?"

	"Twelve."

	"How often do you do it now?"

	"Five times a week, if I don't have a girl or a guy."

	"Have you ever been browned?"

	"Never."

	"Have your ever sucked off a boy."

	"No."

	"What have you done then, John?

	"I've been sucked off a few times and I've browned a boy twice.
But usually we just jacked off together."

	"All right, that was very interesting.  Now the boys can decide how
they will use you.  You realize, of course, that you cannot choose and that
you have to be ready for anything?"

	"Yes, I do," John answered, hoping that he would soon be made to
shoot his load, "but only until seven o'clock."

	"True.  One and a half hours to go, so let's get started.  Oh, one
more thing.  The only thing I want for winning the right to be leader today
is to have the last twenty minutes with John alone, with the sole right to
make him cum."

	This was agreeable to the other youths, who were anxious to
discharge their surging semen.


SEVEN IN A BARN Chapter 5

	"Now John will decide on the order in which you guys will take him
according to the following: First, the size of the cock; Second, the
quantity of hair; and Third, the condition of the foreskin.  Okay, take off
your shorts, line up and let John examine you."

	John wasted no time.  Teddy, the red-haired lad, won first place
hands down--that is, Teddy's cock was by far the largest.  Jerry, having
the smallest, would be number five without question.

	But it was difficult to decide between Clyde, the proud one, Peter,
the Italian, and Frank.  It seemed to Bill that it took John plenty of time
before he could decide.  He checked Clyde's penis three times and seemed
never to get enough of running his hands around Peter's peter.  He felt the
head of Frank's cock with his left hand, while he pinched Clyde's with his
right.  Finally he announced his decision: Clyde would be number two.  His
cock appeared to be a little larger than Peter's but Peter had less hair
and a foreskin.

	After the decision, they all gathered around Number One--Teddy--who
had pulled John next to him on the mattress.  The audience was hoping that
this was going to be a browning.

	But Teddy wanted something he found hard to get from others--a good
rimming.  So he laid down on his side and commanded John to stick his
tongue in his asshole as far as he could.  He told him to keep it there and
wiggle.  Several times he moaned, "Deeper, deeper.  Wiggle faster!"

	Teddy became more and more excited.  "Keep going with your tongue
and jerk me off at the same time."

	The football player, his face buried deep in the crack of the
red-headed Teddy's buttocks, had to feel with his right hand to find the
cock which he was ordered to jerk.  He soon found it and started to softly
stroke it.  The added sensations caused Teddy's anus to twitch and begin to
ooze the remnants of Frank's deposit of a little while before.  John
continued to explore and stimulate this most private of spots, his taste
buds savoring the flavors exuding there from.

	Soon John felt it time to increase his movements and to finish off
this frightfully sensitive and wiggly youth before him.  With one hand, he
grabbed hold of Teddy's foreskin and pulled it forward.  With his other
hand, he encircled Teddy's sac and tugged at the egg-like testicles, all
the while stabbing his tongue deep into the tender hole before him.  His
tongue seemed to know the exact spot that wanted licking and created the
most intimate of sensations.

	An electric current was running from Teddy's asshole to his balls
and on up to the head of his penis.  Suddenly he screamed, "Ohhh, I'm
cumming! I'm cummmmmmming!"

	John redoubled his efforts.  He pinched Teddy's foreskin tightly
over the head, tugged harder on the balls, and rammed his tongue in further
than seemed humanly possible.  That finished off Teddy.

	"You kill me, "Teddy groaned.  "Oh, oh, how wild it feels to
cum..." and he shot his wad all over everything.  Teddy's body was in
convulsions.  His cock was wet and John's hand was filled with semen.

	Teddy pushed John's hand away, then he slowly got up, wiping
himself.  Then he sat down in a distant corner.

	"Well," Bill said, breaking the silence.  "I think John's first job
was pretty damn good.  Wasn't it, Teddy?"

	"Yeah, man" Teddy replied, leaning back, his eyes closed, still
thinking of that magnificent cock-like feeling he recieved in his anus.

	"Now what is Clyde going to choose?" Bill inquired.

	"I'm going to give him his first browning.  And a damn good one at
that.  Of course, after the ordinary preliminaries, which only a good
tongue can provide," Clyde answered, and threw himself down on his back on
the mattress with his legs spread wide apart.

	"Okay, John, baby, your tongue--everywhere, please."

	John laid half across him and started licking Clyde all over,
doubling his zeal everytime his tongue came near Clyde's piece of meat.

	"Marvelous," Clyde moaned.

	John proved to be a marvelous licker as he let his tongue play all
over the neck and shoulder blades and then let it run down the spine, up
again, down again, in one armpit, then the other as Clyde moaned in
pleasure.

	"Come on, stick it in my hole.  I want to know how that feels.
Say, that feels good! Oh, joy! Now down to my legs.  Lick my feet.  Come up
a little.  Stay in my ass for a while."

	Finally coming close to the breaking point, Clyde called out, "Oh,
John, I can't stand this much longer.  I'm going to fuck you now.  Lie
down.  How shall I do it?"

	"What will hurt least?" John asked.

	"Sides."

	"Okay."

	"Give me the lube."

	Bill produced a large tube of KY Jelly which he had specifically
brought for this purpose.  Soon John's asshole and Clyde's cock were well
smeared with the lubricating jelly.

	"Now, John," Bill instructed, "this won't hurt you at all if you
keep quiet and don't get nervous.  Try to relax and open up."

	Cleverly, almost professionally, Clyde put the head of his thick
cock near John's inviting virginity.  At first John did not seem to mind.
Then he suddenly cried out--screamed--as Clyde proceeded to stick it in
further.  John seemed ready to throw Clyde off, but the other five youths,
who seemed to be enjoying the spectacle, held John down firmly, calling,
"Come on, Clyde, give it to him.  Run it in.  It won't hurt him."

	John soon understood that force would do him no good, so he merely
pleaded.  "Please! Stop! It hurts!" he cried.

	But Clyde had no intention of stopping.  His cock was now in about
an inch below the head, and the boys were getting more and more excited as
they watched the football player with such a huge erection enduring such
pain.

	Clyde's cock was slowly disappearing in the hole between the strong
legs.  Clyde's balls were getting nearer the round and rosy bottom of the
lovely youth, who was being fucked for the first time in his life.  Finally
Clyde's shaft completely disappeared into the depths of the football
player's ass.

	John was still groaning, but he thought it was going to be over
shortly.

	Suddenly, the youths witnessed Clyde push his knees up against the
back of John's legs and slowly pull out until only the head of his penis
was still clasped by the deflowered anus.  This gave John some relief, but
not for very long.  In a split second Clyde pushed his belly forward with
all his might and caused the powerfully built athlete to shudder in
agonizing pain.

	This time John screamed and tried to fight his way free of the
monstrous prick.  It took ten strong arms to hold him down on the mattress.

	But Clyde, now overly excited, was not going to have his pleasure
stymied.  Again he shoved his cock in.  His movements became more regular.
Every muscle in his body went into action.  His beautifully curved back and
butt moved up and down.  His belly would occasionally move away from the
football player's back, so his pubic hair and part of his cock could be
seen.  Then he would throw it close to the John's bottom as if he were
going to press everything in that hole that he possibly could.

	Clyde put his mouth on John's back, slightly biting the muscular
neck.  He jerked John's head around so he could reach his mouth with his
tongue.  He found it and smothered his swearing, his pleading.

	He was not forgetful of the fact that he was not allowed to make
John cum.  Yet the beautiful creature's cock in his hand was most exciting.

	Finally, Clyde felt his orgasm nearing.  He told the boys not to
hold John any longer.  He was so excited that he felt he could master the
powerful youth alone.  Furthermore, John's unfettered movements would add
to his sexual delight.  Faster and faster his movements became, and he knew
absolutly no pity.

	Slowly he withdrew his prick as far as he could without removing it
completely and rammed it back in again as far as he could.  John's
despirate efforts to escape from this constant poling added to Clydes
pleasure.  The mattress seemed to move--the floor with it--he wanted to get
the delicious feeling in his cock while his belly was rubbing against the
muscular buttocks.

	Faster, faster.  My God--it was cumming.  No more ramming now.  He
kept his sensitive penis in so that the flesh would be all around it while
the semen forced its way out, buried in the hole that so desperately wanted
to close itself.  He could restrain himself no longer.  He seemed to be
swimming in a whirlpool.  The orgasm was there.  It felt good--ohhhhh--so
good.

	After a few minutes, Clyde pulled out slowly.  John reached for his
asshole with his hand.  It was soggy wet and still hurt.  Clyde sank back
exausted.


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	John felt tired after this.  It was true that he had had no orgasm
but the work had been hard and the pain in his ass had been intense.  He
still rubbed his behind, pushing one finger, not too far, in to soothe the
pain, while standing waiting to find out what the next command would be.

	"Your turn, Peter," Bill called.  "What do you choose?"

	Well, I want to have a good and thorough suck," exclaimed Peter.
"You gave me one earlier, Bill, and that has made me want another one."

	"Okay," John said, relieved that this time at least his ass did not
have to serve.  "I told you that I had never had a cock in my mouth before,
but I think I can do the job.  But tell me, do I have to swallow the
stuff"?

	"You sure do," was the prompt response.  "Swallow it all until
you've taken the very last drop.  And keep your tongue curled around the
head of my cock until I pull it out of your mouth.  I want you to take me
while I am seated."

	Peter arranged himself in the chair with his butt well forward and
his legs wide apart.  "Now kneel down and lick me.  Lift my balls and put
your tongue in my asshole.  Wow, that feels good! A little deeper, please.
Now lick my balls and go slowly up with your tongue until you reach the
head of my cock.  Fine.  Pull my foreskin up over your tongue and continue
licking my piss hole.  Delicious! Keep going until I decide to stick my
cock in your mouth."

	John was following all the instructions carefully.  Next time he
would be in command, and oh, how he would take advantage of that.  He
didn't want any "You didn't do that when you were the slave" stuff then.
Furthermore, Peter pleased him.  He was handsome with his dark complexion
and brown eyes and he reacted very sensously to John's tongue.

	Peter was nearly ready to shoot cum all over the place and John
could feel him squirm as though he was trying to delay the climax.

	Then Peter took his cock in his right hand and with his left,
opened John's mouth.  Then the head of the large penis disappeared while
the other youths squirmed and jossled each other to get a better view.

	At first John gagged, but the beautifully hung Peter did not force
himself in further.  With his tongue, John could distinguish the little
hole through which, very soon, the sperm was certain to come cascading out.
Soon John began to get acustomed to the strange sensation of a prick in his
mouth.  In fact, he felt excited as Peter's cock jerked each time his
tongue hit the super-sensitive spot just under the head.

	Peter, now lying back in the hair, moved up and down, slowly ifting
his buttocks, sticking his rock-like tool deeper into John's mouth.  John
gagged again as the slippery head passed into his throat.  Peter's
movements became quicker.  His hips propelled his penis in and out.  All
the muscles of his lower body were intensly involved in the passion of the
moment.  In and out went the cock.  John's tongue had trouble keeping on
the spot where all the lust seemed to concentrate.

	John's sucking lips went up and down the entire shaft, licking and
squeezing tightly.  Once in a while he would softly put his teeth onthe
spot where the eager head came to an end.

	Peter became more and more excited, hardly able to control his
emotions any longer, he tossed his head back and forth, suffering through
the agany that only pleasures of a blow-job could produce.  He kept his
eyes closed tightly as if he wanted to concentrate all of his senses of the
lower part of his body.  He clamped the seat of the chair withhis hands,
raising himself up so that his cock could be so much closer to John's
mouth.  "Yes, John, there!  Touch it again.  Stop!  No, go on, go on."

	Peter's naked legs spread farther and farther apart.  John stroked
them with his strong hands and felt the tense vibrations in Peter's thighs
and loins.

	Then Peter felt the most heavenly sensation in the lower part of
his abdomen that he had ever felt in his young life.  The tried to throw
his head still further back.  His eyes showed white only.  His face
distorted in the agony of lust.  The undulating movements went from his
spine--his nipples--his hands--his feet--all concentrating in his balls and
them going slowly upward to the head of his cock that rested in the the
soft wet mouth.

	The glorious sensation became tronger and stronger--a spasm
convulsed him--his nails buried themselves in the strong neck between his
legs.  He could no longer restrain himself--he had to let go! He had to
empty himself-- let himself sink into list.

	John felt a gush of hot liquid force its way out of the swollen
penis-head and into his mouth.  He noticed a strange salty taste--yet he
felt that the moment had come to prove that he was playing the game fairly
and without remorse.

	On he worked, pressing the face hard against his throbbing cock,
caressing head churning between his thighs.  Peter could not forget the
order he had made at the beginning to John: "Did your swallow it? Show me."

	He looked down the wide open mouth of football player, fascinated
by the wide, white shining teeth and gained sufficient proof that John had
indeed followed orders.


SEVEN IN A BARN, Chapter 7

	Now only Frank and Jerry were left to have orgasms with John.

	"How much more," he thought to himself, "was one guy able to take
and dish out.  Were they stupid enough to give John the orgasm he needed so
that they could take his place?"

	When Bill asked Frank how he would like John to serve him, Frank
announced that he and Jerry would like to use John together.  That pleased
the audience and John did not seem to mind.

	Shortly after stating their preference, Jerry and Frank were lying
on their backs.  While John was licking one boy's cock, balls, and tits, he
had to work on the other with his hands.  Then they turned over so John
could rim one while at the same time he tickled the other asshole softly
with his prick.

	From the jumping and little voluptuous noises that penetrated the
silence, it seemed that the contact was very delicious and after they both
had had all the licking, kissing, feeling, and tickling that they could
posibly desire, they announced their wishes.  One was going to brown John
while the other one was going to be sucked off.

	John hoped that Jerry was to be the browner as his cock was
smallest of the lot and John still did not like his asshole to be invaded
and streached.  But no such luck, Frank was to do the browning.

	Frank had John lie down on his side, his buttocks turned toward
him.  Jerry put himself down on the other side 69 style.  Frank checked
John's hole.  It was still slippery from the clyde's semenal deposit so he
did not add any more lube.

	Soon Frank began to move his tool into John's tender back door.
Jerry waited to stick his burning cock into John's mouth until he heard
John utter his first scream of pain.

	"Ohhh, ow, goddammit, Frank, go slow.  Please go--slow."

	Then, as if to smother these screams, Jerry opened the soft mouth
with his swollen cock and soon John did what was expected of him.

	John's tongue curled around the lovely penis and lapped at that
most tender spot just under the corona and usually protected by Jerry's
foreskin.  Jerry winced and wiggled.  John grabbed Jerry's buttocks and
pulled him closer buring the sensitive male organ deeper in side the warm
sucking mouth.

	In the meantime, the back part of John's body was not idle.  It did
hurt, but it was a luscious pain.  Frank loved browning and he knew all the
secrets that would help his sex partner learn to love the act.  He rammed
his hard prick in as deep as he could right from the start knowing it would
make John jump with pain--and it did.  This and the other movements and
thrust actions into the invaded territory gave fucker Frank the lustfull
feelings and overpowering domination that he so much desired.

	The other youths looked on eagerly at this super orgy in front of
them.  They themselves had strange hands fondling their erect phalii.

	Beautiful muscular John softly groaned as the handsome Frank
continued to bugger him.  Frank, his eyes closed, uttered hoarse animal
sounds.  His thoughts and passions were centered on his overly sensitive
basket.  Jerry was in another world as he felt John's tongue and warm mouth
playing with his engorged organ.

	John, also, was enjoying this strange game.  His member was
steadily becoming harder and harder, almost to the bursting point, much
harder than any for the youths had seen it so far.

	Frank was now shoving his prick deep within John's anus with full
force.  His buttocks moved forward and backward while his hands pulled the
lower part of John's body closer to him.

	Jerry was nearly reaching his orgasm.  It was plainly evident to
the others as they watched his eyes roll around and around.  His lower body
began to stiffen and twist and drive fiercely into John's waiting mouth.

	"Damn, he thought, "it feels so good--so good! Who else in this
group could have sucked and fucked all of us? Who else? Your're so damn
good, John.  You've made us all go mad, John--just crazy over you.  Only a
virile young stud like you could have done what you've done, John.  Even if
the others wanted to, they couldn't have done it, John." Jerry could not
help but kiss John's erection.  It was so teasingly close to his mouth.
From kissing came licking.  More kissing.  "I must lick the head of it,
John," still thinking to himself.  "I must do it.  Then a little sucking."

	All three of them seemed to have forgotten Bill's Law--what
law?--fuck the law.  A little kissing, licking, and sucking never hurt
anything.

	Frank thought of nothing other than getting deeper into John's
asshole.  Jerry, on the other hand, thought of nothing but getting closer
to his climax.  The fact that they were not allowed to make John cum did
not matter any longer.  All three of them resembled a ball of humanity
wrapped in lust-- lust that could not be tamed by one man's law, and they
were experiencing voluptous sensations arriving--cuming--feeling the lust
and desire in all parts of their being.

	Suddenly Frank started to swear, and the swears rose to screams or
delirious sensations.  The orgasm was near and he wanted to feel it all.
This had and effect on Jerry, and it excited the lad so terribly much that
he took all of John's long thick rod deep into his mouth and began to suck
furiously.

	Then something happened that the boys had never seen before.  The
whole ball of human flesh seemed to want to grind closer together--every
part was wading in untold lust.

	Jerry trembled and kicked his legs out straight, realizing that his
climax was begining to pour into John's mouth.  He was so hot.  The rules
be damned! He continued to chew and suck upon John's hot meat, savoring
every bit of the long thick hunk of flesh.

	Then, before all of the witnesses, John humped and twisted and
contorted his body in such a feverish frenzy that all eyes jetted from the
quivering mass on the floor to Bill and back.

	"Oh, good," John screamed," so damn good!"

	Jerry's semen was dripping from John's mouth as he felt Frank's hot
liquid surging inside his butt.  It was the catalyst that triggered the
spurts of his white hot lava.  John had never felt such a feeling as his
penis vomited up its semen in waves that seemed endless.

	Screams, roars, shouts, sights never before seen filled the room.
Then slowly the bodies fell apart exausted and satisified, completely
drained of all sexual emotions.

	Of course the other youths in the barn realized at once the
dreadful consequencees this event must have for Frank and Jerry, but they
did not want to spoil the unheard of pleasure they felt.  They all felt a
sense of gratification.  After all John had managed to bring all of them to
an unbelievably pleasant climax before at last releasing his pent-up
emotions.


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	Frank, Jerry, and John lay motionless for a long time before
anybody made any attempts to get up or say anything.

	Finally Bill exclaimed, "Well, boys, I suppose all of you had a
damn good time, but you know what we agreed would happen to the one who
would made John cum.  So the one who did, get up!"

	Both Jerry and Frank jumped up, as each was satisified that he was
responsible for the slick trick.

	"Well, John, what do you think about it?" Bill asked.  "It was your
cock they made shrink."

	"They both did.  That's all I can say."

	"All right then," Bill decreed, "we shall have them both take
John's place.  Does anybody object?"

	Of course there was no objection.  The other youths were delighted
at the prospect of having these two boys work them over at the next meeting
when everyone would once again brim-full of jism.  And neither could Jerry
or Frank object since they had both admitted their guilt.

	"Okay, next time Frank and Jerry both must be ready to serve."

	The next Saturday the group again assembled in the barn in eager
anticipation and awaited the orgy to get into full swing.  John, of course,
would not dare be late and miss anything Frank and Jerry would have to
perform.

	They were comfortably seated in a half circle when the two lust
producers of the day arrived.  Frank and Jerry stood in front of John, who
by the rules was now the master of ceremonies, and announced their
surrender and willingness to serve.

	"All right, "John ordered, "let's get busy."

	Frank and Jerry opened their zippers and stuck their hands into
each other's pants, grabbing at concealed flesh.  One pull and out it came,
attractive but still limp.

	"Now your balls," John directed.

	With a little more grabbing and some tugging they also popped into
view.
	"Now put your hands on your hips and parade your charms for us."
John added.

	Strangely enough, although the week before everyone had seen
everything there was to be seen, this was still exciting to the onlookers.
They were made to walk back and forth in front of the other boys.  They
were made to hop on one foot which caused their baskets to bounce up and
down in a most suggestive manner.  Erections were beginning to show through
the pants of the other youths.

	"Now make yours hard." John ordered.

	Obediently, both began to jerk off with the magnificent results
evident to all.

	"Now drop your pants, but leave them around your feet."

	There they stood with bare legs, but their shirts now covered the
cocks.

	"Pull up your shirts.  Higher.  Higher!"

	First the cock and balls appeared, then the navel, and at last the
nipples.

	"Turn around slowly."

	With some difficulty, since their trousers were still around their
ankles, they obeyed and the witnesses enjoyed the curves of their buttocks
from the side and finally from the back.

	"Bend over.  Further!"

	It seemed to the two youths as if their bottoms were being offered
to the crowd.

	"And now," John said with a stern and deliberate voice, "you'd
better get naked entirely.  Hurry up!" He leaned back in the chair, proud
of this moment, especially after having been the slave the week before.
"Now tell us how you are going to serve us."

	The two boys, with out a stitch of clothing on, knelt down to give
their surrender talk.  They spoke, but not what was expected of them.
Jerry said he was willing to do anything that was asked of him but under no
circumstances was he going to allow anybody to brown him.  Frank said the
same thing about sucking.

	These statements were met with bursts of laughter and cries of
"What do you think you are here for?" After a short whispered conference
the five boys suddenly took hold of Jerry and threw him down on the
mattress, his butt turned up for prime view.

	"All right, let's inspect this delightfully defiant hole," said
one.

	"Keep him down," shouted another.

	"Pull his legs apart.  Fine.  Now I'll have a good look," said
another.

	John glued his eyes to the quivering pucker in the middle of the
attractive crack.  "Indead, guys," he remarked, "it is narrow." He stuck
his dry finger into the tight opening.  "Feel it, guys."

	Jerry felt finger after finger shoved into the most private part of
his anatomy.  Even this touching made him scream with pain.  "If you fuck
me, I'll scream so the whole countryside will here it," Jerry threatened.

	"You will, will you? All right boys, hold him down and give me a
stick.  We will give him something to scream about!"

	He was handed a flat barrel stave and proceeded to beat the rosy
behind of the recalcitrant youth.  It took all five of them to keep Jerry
down, especially his head, which was pushed down into the mattress so that
his screams would be muffled and not carry outside the barn.

	After about ten good whacks, John paused and asked, "Now will you
comply with the rules of the club?"

	"Yes, yes! I'll do anything, but for God's sake, stop beating me!"

	John stood up and stripped.  His prick was rigid.  He looked down
at the reddened butt and smiled.  "Now I am going to have the pleasure of
deflowering the hell out of that tight little asshole of yours, Jerry, and
you are going to like it."

	KY was put in the narrow hole and on the jumbo cock.

	"Oh, no--no--let someone else--not John with that huge cock of
his," Jerry pleaded.

	But the youths saw some fun in store and held down the struggling
Jerry and pulling his legs further apart, one held his shoulders down and
another pushed his head into the mattress.

	John, who remembered only too well the pain of the week before,
laid full length on top of Jerry and his massive tool neared Jerry's
asshole.

	"It would be nice if Frank assisted by giving me a good deep
rimming," John said.  "All right," Frank agreed, realizing the consequences
from the others if he so much as hesitated for a moment.  "I told you I
would do anything except suck cocks."

	"We'll see about that later," John said, "but now stick your tongue
in my ass.  Good.  Now we have to pierce the baby.  Lie still, Jerry, I
might hurt you if you keept moving around."

	Jerry felt something nearing his asshole but he was not going to
scream.  He bit his lips, burried his face in the mattress, and pulled up
on his shoulders almost as if to draw away fron the painful spot.  John's
penis was now pressing against the hole--a little inside the well lubed
hole--a little more--then the pain seemed to become unbearable.  "Ohhhh,
John you're hurting me! I can't stand it! Let go of me, you sonofabitches!"

	"Open up your hole," John hissed into his ear.  "Open up that hole
of yours as though you were going to take a telephone pole!" John pressed
harder into the the butt of the slender youth under him, but he could
barely get inside.  "My God, you're tight.  Jerry, can't your open any
further? Come on, try."

	However, all Jerry could do was cry out, "I told you so--I told you
before you started.  I told you that you can't get in there."

	"I can't, can't I?" John retorted.

	Again he tried to penetrate deeper and the young Jerry cried in
pain, tears streaking down his face.  "Please, John, please--you can't!
You're killing me! John please! Anything, John--anything at all but I just
can't take it up the ass, John.  PLEASE!!!"

	Ignoring the pleading, John said, "All right, I shall have to use
force," and he pushed with all his might.  He could feel the tight muscle
in Jerry's ass fighting a loosing battle against the invasion of his mighty
tool.

	Finally Jerry's asshole gave way and let the hot prick slide
in--and when this happened Jerry's thoughts drifted away from the
pain--they were somewhere far off in the distance.  Jerry was dimly aware
of the strong strokes--the regular strokes fo John's powerful penis going
in and out of his conquered anus.

	John could contain himself no longer and grabbed for Jerry's cock,
which had become rigid and stiff.  Soon they had their climax together.  It
was beautiful.  They came together while the other youths watched,
bewildered at how two boys could cum so soon, especially together, after
one of them had been so tortured by the other.

	John was first.  Then came Teddy.  On it went until six cocks had
managed to penetrate the tight ass of little Jerry.  No longer could Jerry
say that he would not take cock up the ass.

	Then it was Frank's turn.  After the boys had finished, no longer
would Frank be able to say that he did not suck cock.

	Everybody's sexual desires were being fulfilled and brought to the
surface.  Nobody in the club was too scared not to be fucked or sucked by
another member.  Nobody had anything that he would not allow any other
member to share.  Week after week and month after month their private club
remained their little secret, their private world, their way of life.

THE END