Date: Fri, 10 Feb 2017 04:54:30 +0000
From: Shaverboy <shaverboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Curiosity chapter 14

This story was written in 1999-2000, and I personally consider it one of
the hottest of all time. But note that I am NOT its author. The author of
this story went by the name Shaverboy (a.k.a. ShaverBoy or Shaver Boy).
I've tried contacting him several times over the years, but sadly it seems
like he is no longer reachable at the email addresses he gave with his
stories. Unfortunately, this story was never submitted to Nifty, and it
currently only exists in the dark depths of Usenet. (ASSGM specifically if
you happen to remember that.) I'm scared that it could somehow vanish from
there someday, so I'd like to see it have a more permanent home on Nifty,
and I also think that it deserves a wider audience who might think it's as
hot as I do. I re-read this story every three or four years, and I usually
bust nearly as many loads as our reluctant protagonist does..!

I'll post a chapter about once a week. (If you're in more of a hurry than that,
you can dive into Usenet and try to dig up the rest yourself!) Shaverboy
wrote two other long stories besides Curiosity: Terry's Lessons, which was
written before Curiosity, and Doctor's Orders, which was written after
Curiosity. Terry's Lessons and Curiosity generally have the same themes and
styles, but Curiosity is a more evolved version of it with even hotter
action and more diverse scenarios. Doctor's Orders takes things in a bit of
a different direction but is still a good read. (And don't worry, there are
a few doctor scenes in Curiosity too, if that's your fetish!) Terry's
Lessons is also only on Usenet, but Doctor's Orders does in fact exist here
on Nifty already.

I truly do think that this is one of the "masterpieces" of gay erotica, and
I hope you enjoy it is much as I have over the years! If for some reason
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hear from you!


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Chapter 14 - Shaving Buddies

I was tempted not to answer the knock at the door. I was sitting naked on
the bathroom floor, my only clothes lying on the floor soaked with water and
cum. I didn't feel like talking to anyone. Then I heard Pat's voice.

"Tim, dude, you there?"

I realized I'd told him I'd go to get something to eat with Ben and him. I
stood up and grabbed a towel. Wrapping it around me, I went to the door and
opened it.

Pat looked me over. "Dude, you look like shit. What's up?"

"I guess I just am worn out, man." True enough, in ways I didn't want to
explain.

"Well, get dressed and let's go."

"Look, I did something stupid. I left my clothes on the floor while I was
showering. They're soaked. I can't go."

"Dipshit, that was dumb. Hey, Ben can go get us some stuff from Mickey D's
and we'll eat in our room. Thad and Ned went out with some of the other guys
so we have the room to ourselves. You can make it down the hall in your
towel."

"I don't know." I really didn't want to take a chance on being caught in
just a towel.

"Come on, dude, ya gotta eat. I'll check to see that the coast is clear,
 OK?"

"Alright."

Pat checked the hall and I followed him down to his and Ben's room. He
explained the situation to Ben who just laughed.

"You're having a hell of a day. You sure you didn't so it on purpose so you
could wander around bareassed?"

"Of course not. Why would you think that?"

"No reason. Just that you seemed kind of worked up earlier. And there's
still a bulge under that towel, guy. Don't get me wrong, everybody gets a
boner, but you seem kinda overcharged. Something got you going?"

"It's a long story."

He agreed to go get the food and I could repay him later. I flopped down on
one bed and Pat on the other. I needed to relax. Apparently Hank hadn't
spilled the beans about the scene in the restroom yet -- at least not to
these two. I wasn't surprised. Ben, Pat and I were the top swimmers on the
team and a lot of the other guys resented the recognition we'd gotten. There
was an underlying feeling that somehow we were the favorites.

"So, dude, what the hell's goin' on with you anyway? I mean, not to be gross
or shit, but you did seem like super horny or something on the bus. And you'
re actin' weird. Like there's some heavy shit gettin' you down."

I didn't want to get specific. "I don't know, man. You ever feel like your
life has gotten out of control and something happened that you don't know
what to do about?"

"I guess. Dude, you didn't get Jennie knocked up or somethin', did you?"

"No, nothing like that. I just . . ." How could I explain without explaining
it. "Well, have you ever done something just out of curiosity and have it
end up being, well, kinda confusing and, I don't know, just weird?" I knew
that made no sense at all and I could tell by the expression on Pat's face
that he didn't know what the hell I was talking about.

"Like, what were you curious about?"

"Um, well, trying something sexual that I hadn't done. I didn't really
intend to do it. I just thought about it. And then, well, it kinda got out
of hand because I did one stupid thing."

"What kind of sex stuff?"

I had to tell somebody. "Well, a guy's dick. I know that's gross and
everything. But I guess I just started wondering about it. I mean don't get
the wrong idea. I'm as straight as they come. But I guess I just was kind of
curious."

Pat looked at me a moment. "Well, is that all? You thought about sex with a
guy? Well, shit dude, everybody thinks of that, I guess. Wait a minute, is
that what's gotten you stuck at full throttle, dude?"

"Um, uh, not exactly. But it's kind of part of it. Not that I ever really
wanted to do that. It was just curiosity, ya know?"

"So what did you wonder about, havin' a guy blow you or . . . givin' a blow
job or . . .what?"

"You promise you won't tell about this?" He nodded. "Well, I wondered about
giving a blow job."

"Dude, is that all? Big fuckin' deal. Kinda kinky but I guess everybody's
thought about it. But you're more than curious about this. You're in boner
overdrive. Did something happen?"

"I don't want to talk about it any more." This was getting too close for
comfort. "Let's just drop it."

"You did it, didn't you? You gave somebody a blowjob."

"I said I don't want to talk about it."

"Dude, it's cool. I don't give a shit. I've done a few things that are kind
of kinky myself. But is that what's got you so horned up?"

"Look, this guy made me do it. But I did get kind of turned on. That's what
bugs me. I mean I'm no fag, so why did I get excited?"

"'Cause it was SEX, ya dope! Sex turns ya on. Sex turns me on. Sex is just a
turn on. You know that. You were naked, right?"

"Well, yeah."

"Shit, I get a boner any time I'm naked. And you were jackin' while you were
doin' it?"

I blushed deeper. "Yeah."

"So you got off. Don't sweat it. So who was it? I heard you talkin' about
Jeff Taylor in your sleep on the bus."

"No it wasn't Jeff. It was . . . Coach Woods."

"The new J-V wrestling coach? SHIT, man! You blew a coach? Where, at
 school?"

"No," I said, looking at the floor. "He lives in the complex where I'm
lifeguarding. I didn't even meet him until school was out."

"Yeah, well I've heard things about him and Coach Nelson. Woods just started
filling in this last quarter after Coach North left and I heard rumors about
something with him and Pete Nelson, the coach's stepson. I never believed it
though. So what happened?"

I wished I'd never gotten into this. "Well, he caught me jackin' off by the
pool one morning."

"You're kidding!"

"I wish I were. Anyway, I ended up going over to his house when it started
to rain. Then he kind of made me do it."

"Well, dude, I guess I can understand how you could be intimidated and all
with a coach. He made you blow him?"

"Yeah, but then, stuff started to happen. I ended up doin' other stuff and
getting turned on again. And now I seem to be always horny."

"What other stuff?"

"Never mind. I really don't want to get into it. Now drop it or I'm
 leaving."

"Wait a second, dude. Don't start tellin' me this shit and then clam up.
Just try to relax. Tell me what happened."

"Well, I, um, no, I'm not gonna talk about it. Maybe I better go back to my
room."

"Whoa. Just calm down. I'm not gonna force it out of you. We'll drop it if
you're that weird about it. Just don't worry. Everybody does some strange
stuff now and then."

Ben came back with the food and we sat and talked about the meet and school
crap and all. I started to feel relaxed for the first time in three days.

Ben said, "Hey, what about the shaving party? Aren't we supposed to be in
Frank's room at nine?"

I tensed up again. Being around Frank wasn't what I had in mind right now.
Luckily, Pat let me off the hook.

"Hey, I don't feel like goin' down there with all those clowns. They're
always kind of a pain anyway. And I know Tim doesn't. Why don't we take care
of things ourselves? Thad and Ned will be going to Frank's. Besides," he
winked, "then we'd miss sharing the booze you stashed in your bag."

"You sack of shit, you looked in my bag! I hid that bottle of bourbon all
the way at the bottom. You don't know how I had to practically blow my
brother to get him to buy it."

"I'm sure you'd have done a bang up job. Right, Tim?"

I blushed.

Pat continued, "Anyhow, sure I checked your bag, dude. I wanted to know what
booze you brought. I know you always do. I got some Cokes and ice in the
bathroom. Now you want to share with Timmy?"

"Sure, man. We'll have our own little shaving party. OK, Tim?"

I was torn. On one hand, I was enjoying myself being with them. On the
other, here I was with a towel on and my dick still not all the way soft and
that weird feeling in my ass still commanding my attention and getting me
sort of turned on. I didn't want to screw things up.

"Maybe I better not. I mean, I'm kinda tired."

"Oh, come on, it'll be fun."

I thought it over. I didn't really want to go back to my room and face
either Jake or Nick coming back. "OK, I'll stay."

Pat got up and went to get some disposable razors and shaving cream out of
his bag. Then he and Ben started getting undressed. Pat stripped down to a
pair of bikini briefs. I could see the bulge of his cock and balls clearly
outlined. A trail of reddish brown hair extended from them up to his navel,
then slowly fanned out to cover his chest. Ben pulled off his pants to
reveal a jock strap. Ben was dark skinned, being of Lebanese decent. His
legs and ass were covered with black hair. His chest and stomach were as
well. I could see the pouch of his jock was well-packed too. I tried to
control my hardening dick but it tented my towel. I hoped they wouldn't
notice. And that twitch in my ass was getting worse again.

Pat spread out some towels on the bed while Ben filled the ice bucket with
hot water in the bathroom. He also fixed us all a bourbon and coke. We sat
on the bed sipping.

"Ben, dude, you go first. You're the biggest job. You're like the fucking
missing link."

"Fuck you, you're just jealous. But sure, I'll be glad to go first. Do me,
guys." Ben laughed as he lay down on the towels. Pat and I knelt on either
side of him. Pat dipped a wash cloth in the bucket and ran it over Ben's
hairy chest. Then he sprayed him with shaving cream and the two of us spread
it on his chest and stomach, down to his jock. We started shaving. It took a
while, as hairy as Ben was. I noticed his nipples harden as we scraped the
hair off his firm pecs. He put his hands behind his head so we could shave
his armpits. We did his arms as well. We worked our way down his hairy
stomach until we reached the waistband of his jock. Finally, we had Ben
smooth from the waist up. Pat got some baby oil and poured it on him. I
found myself staring at his glistening athletic body and the bulge in his
jock. I could feel my dick leaking under the towel.

"Hey, dude, I need a break after that," Pat announced. "Why don't we do
everybody's chest and then get to the legs."

"That's cool," Ben agreed. I nodded. I was afraid my voice would shake if I
said something.

Pat and Ben switched places after Ben got some more drinks. We soon had Pat
smooth down to the waistband of his bikinis.

"Hey, Tim, I want to go just a little lower. Right down to the top of my
pubes. Make it a straight line across. " He pulled down his briefs until I
could see the top inch of his red bush. I tried to keep my hand from shaking
as I ran the razor over his belly and trimmed off about a half inch of his
bush. It looked bigger than before. Ben handed me the baby oil and I rubbed
it all over Pat's chest and stomach and down to his pubes. I could see his
big dick snaking out to the left in the cotton briefs.

"Don't get too hungry, dude," Pat mumbled to me. I gave him a glare. He just
grinned. "OK, dude, now it's your turn."

I nervously lay down, trying to keep the towel as tight around me as I could
to keep my dick from popping up.

"This'll be easy since it looks like you just did it recently," Pat
observed, noting that there was just a little stubble on my chest. "A lot
easier than the ape man there."

"Fuck you," Ben shot back. They lathered me up and in no time had my chest,
pits and stomach smooth. Pat started to undo my towel. I grabbed his hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I gotta get down to where your suit will hit."

"That's OK. I'll take care of that."

"Don't be a wuss. Now, let go. I know your dick's hard. We all get hard doin
' this." He squeezed his dick through his briefs. He pulled my towel down to
the base of my dick.

"Dude, you really shaved last time, pubes and all. Hey, Ben, look at this."
I reddened as they looked at my bare crotch, a shadow of stubble outlining
where my bush had been.

"Wow," Ben exclaimed. "I've thought about doing that but never got the
nerve. How's it feel?"

"It's OK." I said, not wanting them to make a big deal of it.

"Let's see the whole thing," Ben said, pulling at my towel. "Don't be
embarrassed."

"I don't think . . ."

The two of them pulled open my towel. Freed of restraint, my dick sprang up,
slapping wetly against my stomach. A big splotch of precum marked the spot
where the head hit.

"Dude, you're really cranked up. You know, that looks pretty hot with the
shave job. Makes your dick look bigger."

"Yeah, I guess it does." I was still embarrassed.

"Well, we'll touch you up down there."

The two of them went to work, shaving my crotch smooth. My dick throbbed and
dripped as they moved it back and forth to shave all around it. Ben rubbed
the baby oil in, massaging me from my chest to my crotch. My dick was
leaking freely now. The throbbing in my ass got worse.

"Really gets you hot, doesn't it, dude?" Pat asked.

"I guess." I could see that both of them were hard too. A wet spot had
appeared on Pat's briefs. Ben's jock strap was tented out with his dick.

"No guessing about it. You're so turned on you could pop," Ben laughed.
"Well, before Timmy cums all over himself, let's get back to work. As long
as we've gotten this far with Boner boy, we may as well finish him up. Let's
get his legs done as soon as I fix another round of drinks."

"Stop calling me that."

He got off the bed and leaned over to me, "Sorry about that . . . Boner
 Boy!" He laughed as he ran toward the bathroom.

I tried to wrap the towel back around me. Pat pulled it away. "Hey goof, don
't sweat it. We can't shave your legs with that towel on. Don't get so
uptight, dude. Lighten up."

"I guess I just am a little nervous because of what I told you about
earlier. I mean I don't want you to get the wrong idea. And Ben keeps
ribbing me about that stupid fucking nickname."

"Well you earned it. Hey if you want to suck dick, I got no problem with
that. In fact . . .

"What was that?" Ben asked as he carried the drinks in. We were all getting
a little buzzed by this point.

"Never mind," I said quickly.

"Tim sucked a dick," Pat said in a matter-of-fact way, "and he's all weirded
out about it because he got turned on."

I was stunned. How could he have told Ben about that?

"Really?" Ben asked, "Man, don't sweat it. I mean, shit happens. I don't
care if you get turned on by guys."

"But I'm really straight, you guys. I don't get into that," I explained, "It
just happened. I didn't want it to."

"Whatever. So you want to suck mine?" He laughed as he lay down next to me
on the bed, sipping his drink and squeezing the pouch of his jock.

"NO!" I cried, determined not to get into this situation again. I tried to
grab my towel but Pat threw it across the room.

Pat said, "Chill out. Don't have a cow over this. He was kidding ya dude.
You're protesting too much. We've seen your dick, it's hard and so are ours.
Would you feel better if we stripped too?"

He stood up and pulled off his briefs. His nine and a half-inch cock stood
straight out, a glimmer of precum on the end. At the same time, Ben slid off
his strap. His eight and a half-inch fat dick slapped hard against his
stomach.

"OK, dude, we're all naked and hard, so stop getting so freaked. Now let's
finish you up. Lie down."

I lay on the bed as the two of them shaved the stubble from my legs. In no
time, they were up around my crotch again, moving my dick and balls around
as they finished. I was trembling, hoping I wouldn't cum right then and
there. I watched their dicks swaying over me as they worked. Pat smiled as
he saw where I was looking.

"Dude, you are really too much. For somebody who insists he's so straight,
you're really glued to my big cock. Sure you don't want a taste?"

My voice was shaking as I replied, "Lay off or I'm leaving. I told you I don
't get into that."

"Alright, Mr. Sensitive. Now roll over and let us get the back of your
 legs."

I did, keeping my ass cheeks clenched together so they couldn't see my stret
ched and swollen hole. They quickly moved up my legs. Pat ran a hand over my
ass. I shook as he did and the itching inside my hole got worse.

"You got a big butt, dude. No wonder they call you Bubbles." He slapped my
butt. "OK, get up and let's get back to work on Charley the chimp here." He
nodded toward Ben who gave him the finger and flopped down on the mattress.

I got to my knees, still feeling nervous. Pat and I started on Ben's hairy
legs, starting at his feet. We worked our way up his muscular calves to his
knees. Then we began work on his thighs, working up to his hairy balls. I
could see the blunt head of his cock jerk as we got closer. He spread his
legs apart.

"Be sure to get all the hair around there. I don't want it sticking out of
my suit." I was breaking out in a sweat as I shaved him around his ball
sack.

"OK, turn over dude. Time to get the back of your legs," Pat instructed.

Ben turned over on his stomach. His tight round hairy buns were right in
front of my face. I moved down to his ankles and began shaving, as did Pat.
We worked our way up again. Soon we reached the base of his ass.

"You know, dude," Pat observed, "your ass looks weird all hairy with your
legs smooth."

Ben thought a moment. "So shave it." He spread his legs. I could see his
hairy balls lying between them. I was really shaking now and I was afraid my
dick would leak on the bed.

Pat noticed my nervousness. "Be cool, dude. His butt's not gonna bite ya."

"Yeah, right." I said. We went to work, removing the hair on Ben's buns.
Soon they were smooth as a baby's.

"What about the crack?"

"What the hell, do it too."

"You better have been thorough when you showered, dude!"

"Fuck you." He reached back and held his cheeks apart. His crack was dark
with black hair. Pat and I worked our way down. I felt precum drip down my
leg. We carefully shaved around the dark pucker of his hole and down to the
back of his nutsack.

When we were done, Pat gave him a slap on the butt. "It's a whole new you,
dude. You must weigh ten pounds less."

Ben jumped up and looked in the mirror. His dick stood out fat and uncut,
about half hard. His black bush was the only hair left on him. He was sort
of buzzed as we all were.

"Goddamn, that looks kinda cool." He turned around and looked over his
shoulder to see his ass in the mirror. "Awesome!" He reached down and felt
his bush and balls. He seemed to be thinking as he studied his reflection.
His dick plumped more as he did.

"What do you think guys? Should I?"

"Up to you, dude."

"How about shaving my balls and trimming my bush?"

"Sounds cool to me, dude. What do you think, Tim?"

I was in a daze. "Fine." My dick was pouring precum. My asshole itched and
throbbed. Why was I so turned on?

"You seem to really like the idea," Ben laughed, watching a string of goo
drip from my dick. "Maybe when they're shaved you'll want to lick 'em."

"Look, fuck you!" I yelled. I immediately knew I was overreacting but I was
so sensitive to any comment that I might be queer that I couldn't help it.

"What is your problem, man?" Ben said, getting a little irritated, "I'm not
the one who got on the bus lookin' like a cum factory today. And what was
that business at the rest stop?"

"Nothing happened, dammit! I'm not queer! So leave me alone." I was really
getting upset.

Pat had gotten some scissors from his shaving kit and came back in the room,
his dick wagging in front of him. "Would you two pipe down. Now let's finish
this up."

Ben took a deep breath. "OK, I'm sorry. Tim, come here and lather up my
balls." He spread his legs wide.

I came over and knelt in front of him spreading shaving cream on his big
hairy sack. My dick was against my stomach and I could feel precum running
down my stomach and legs. I got the razor and started to shave. As I did,
Pat started clipping Ben's bush down to a short stubble. I tried to keep my
hand from shaking. I stared at his dick as he held it, first out of Pat's
way then mine.

"Hey be careful down there, Parker," Ben said, seeing my nervousness. "I don
't want you to cut something you're not supposed to." He noticed the dribble
down my leg. "You better calm down mister straight boy. You're gonna shoot
your load pretty soon."

I was getting really upset at Ben's jibes. But I decided to let his one
pass. After all, we were almost done. Then I could go back to my room and
hopefully get some rest from this unending day.

I finished his nutsack and took a look. The dark brown skin was smooth and
silky around his big balls. Pat finished trimming and took the razor from
me. He worked around the edges of Ben's bush until there was a neat square
patch over his hard fat dick.

Ben looked in the mirror. "Man, that looks awesome!"

"Cool, dude," Pat said, lying back down on his stomach. "Now get back to
work on me before you shoot on the mirror."

"Shut up. I'm not the one who's gonna jizz all over the place."

Ben and I got back on the bed and shaved the back of Pat's legs.

The lightly hairy mounds of his butt were right in front of me. "Hey, guys,
get my ass too."

Pat was clearly lit now, laughing and wiggling his ass at us. Ben and I
worked over the firm globes of his butt. He spread his ass and we got the
crack as well. He reached back and felt the smooth skin.

"Wow, that feels cool." He flipped over, showing his hard dick. A string of
precum hung from it. Pat seemed unconcerned. My heart was pounding. He
spread his legs and grabbed his ball sack.

"OK, do the balls, Tim. You're the expert."

"Sure," I mumbled, and started lathering his balls with a shaky hand. Ben
was kneeling on the other side of him watching me and looking at Pat's
crotch as well.

"What about your bush, man? You want a trim like me or the whole treatment
like Boner boy?"

Pat thought for a minute. "You know, I think I want to try the whole
treatment. It looks kinda hot on Tim."

"OK, man, if you say so,"

Ben grinned as he lathered up Pat's bush. He pushed Pat's big dick down
toward me as I finished his balls. Soon Pat's crotch was as smooth as mine.
He reached down and ran his hand over it.

"Wow, that is fucking weird! But it feels hot. Feel this, dude."

"Um, I, uh . . ." I wanted to but was afraid that it would just bring
another round of comments. Pat grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. The
silky smooth skin was hot to the touch. My hand brushed against his hard
cock.

"Like that?" Pat asked, looking hard at me.

"Yeah, it's OK." I said softly. I could feel that bump in my ass throb and
my dick seemed to get even harder. Another big glob of precum dripped from
my cock, falling on his leg.

"Hey, you're dripping on me dude. Lick it off."

"Fuck you!" I was shocked he would say that.

He gripped my wrist hard. "Look, dude, I've tried to be nice about this. I'
ve cut you a lot of slack, dude 'cause I like you. And I've fooled around
with guys before so it's no big deal. Hell, Ben and I have jacked off
together plenty of times, even sucked each other. It's just fun."

I was shocked he was telling me this.

"You and Ben are queer?"

"Who fucking cares, man. Maybe we're bi, so what? We both get into chicks
too. Don't go acting self-righteous with me. Let's face it, you're so hot
for our dicks, you can't stand it. And I'm so hot I need some relief. Don't
make me get nasty about it." He pulled me close and whispered, "After what I
heard about you at the rest stop, you shouldn't have that much of a problem
with it."

My head jerked up and I stared at him. He lay there grinning at me. So he
had known all along. I was screwed.

I pleaded, "Pat, please, I don't want to."

He stroked my chest gently, rubbing my already hard nipples. "Hey, we'll all
have fun. Lick it off, dude," Pat repeated softly.

I couldn't resist any more. My dick felt like it was going to explode. I
bent down and started licking his leg, lapping up my own precum. He put his
hand on the back of my head and started pulling me closer to his crotch.
Soon my mouth was up against Pat's hard dick. I ran my tongue along the
shaft and over the head. Ben was on the other side of him, watching me. I
saw him start to stroke his fat cock.

"So he really does do it. I thought Hank might be makin' this shit up,
knowin' how he feels about Tim and you and me." Ben said. So he'd known too.
"Yeah, take it, Tim. Suck him." He scooted around, reached between my legs
and, pulling my slick dick back toward him, began to slowly stroke it.
"Yeah, don't worry, man, we'll get you off too. We can all have some fun.
You know you want it."

"But, uh, I, I don't  . . ." I tried to talk as Ben stroked me but it was
becoming harder to think straight. Pat's big dick was right in front of my
face. I gave up fighting it. I took Pat's dick in my mouth. I heard him
groan as his dick moved along my tongue toward my throat.

"Oh, shit, dude, that's fucking awesome. I never had a girl suck me that
good. Blow me, dude." Pat started pumping his dick in and out of my mouth.

Ben was working my dick and rubbing my balls with his other hand. His thumb
worked up from behind my balls toward my hole. He used his knee to scoot my
legs further apart. He could now see my much-fucked hole.

"Goddamn! You've been doin' a lot more than suckin' dick haven't you?" Ben
exclaimed as he studied the puffy open entrance to my ass. He ran a finger
over the tender opening. It spasmed beneath his touch and the itch inside me
just got worse. As it opened, it almost beckoned his finger inside. He
pushed it into me. The drool out of my dick was getting thicker and was
becoming mixed with cum.

"So Hank was tellin' the truth about that too," Pat panted as he fucked my
mouth. "You do like getting fucked."

I tried to say no but between his dick in my mouth and the feel of Ben's
finger, I was helpless. I was half drunk and totally turned on. I couldn't
fight any more. I let Ben finger fuck me as he stroked my cock.

"Man, your ass is really stretched open. You must take it a lot," Ben
commented. He worked a second finger in me and started twisting them around.
The tips of his fingers hit the bump in my ass. I shot my load all over Pat.

"Holy shit, you're a hot mother!" Ben said. "Look at this fucker cum! His
prostate feels all swollen. I just touched it and WHAM!" He continued
stroking my cum-covered dick and finger me. I stayed hard as a rock. I was
out of control. My ass needed to be filled. "He's still turned on too. I bet
he wants to get fucked."

I took my mouth off of Pat's dick. "No, I guess I just, well, get, you know,
horny." There was no denying my dick was hard and my ass was twitching from
their attention. "I just need to cool down a little. Maybe I should go."

Ben smiled. "No, you're staying right here. I've got just the thing to cool
you off." He got up and went into the bathroom. He came back with a big cup
of ice. He poured some of the bourbon over it and swished it around as he
climbed back on the bed next to me. "This is going to send you to the moon,
man."

He took one of the ice cubes and placed it against my hole. I struggled to
close my legs but Pat got to his knees and held me down, spreading me wide.
Ben pushed on the ice cube until it popped into my ass. With his finger, he
shoved it deep into me. I felt a strange burning, numbing sensation.

"Somebody told me about this once. You're gonna be flyin', man. Then maybe
you'll break down and tell us how much you want it." He pushed a second
piece of ice inside me.

I was crying now as I struggled. "No, please. I thought you guys were my
friends."

Pat replied, "We are. We're your fuck buddies. And we're gonna show you how
to have a real good time. You'll be on your knees beggin' for us to fuck you
before this is over, dude. It just pisses me off when you deny it.
Especially when you come in here hard and drippy and starin' at our dicks.
We want you to have a good time too. If you don't, it's your own damn
 fault."

I was starting to feel lightheaded. The inside of my ass felt tingly from
the cold. The bourbon seemed to be rushing through my system. Ben had pushed
four cubes into me by now. They rubbed against that sensitive spot and
seemed to stimulate it more than ever. Pat continued to stroke my leaky
dick. As the ice melted inside, I felt cold water drip out of my hole.

"What do you want dude?"

I sobbed, "I want you to let me go."

Ben started pushing another cube into me. My dick drooled all over the bed
from his stroking. My ass cheeks spasmed, opening and closing my aching
hole. "Wrong answer. Not with that drippy dick and hungry hole. Now what do
you really want?"

My willpower was going. I needed something in me. The feeling in my ass was
unbearable. I heard myself mumble as if it were another person speaking,
"Fuck me."

"Please, fuck me," I said louder.

"Is that what you need, little dude?" Pat asked, stroking my hair gently.
"Do you need a dick in your ass? Why, dude, I thought you were the big
straight boy."

I tried to make myself say no, but part of me wanted to feel Ben's dick in
me. That itch inside was more than I could stand.

"I don't care, I need your dick in me. My ass needs a dick. Please."

"Give it to him, buddy."

I was too far gone to protest as Ben started sliding his dick into me. "Oh,
shit! Your ass is great man! It just massages my fuckin' dick." He started
to fuck in slow, long strokes at first, gaining speed as he went. He let go
of my dick and held on to my hips as he pounded in and out. I moaned. Pat
moved back in front of me and pointed his cock at my mouth. I opened my lips
and he slid back in.

"You want to get off again, don't you, dude?" Pat asked. "Maybe I can help."
He swiveled around under me, his dick still in my mouth, until his face was
under my dick. He took my dick in his mouth and started sucking while Ben
pounded me above him.

It had been a while since anybody sucked me and the feeling sent shivers
through me, as turned on as I was from Ben's fucking. Pat reached up and
squeezed my balls as he worked my cock with his mouth.

I kept sucking his big dick, tasting the precum leaking out of it. It was
getting thicker and saltier. I knew he was on the brink of cumming.
Suddenly, his cum shot out, hitting my throat, filling my mouth. At almost
the same moment I felt Ben's dick swelling in me and filling my ass with his
jizz. And then I shot, filling Pat's mouth with my spunk.

The three of us collapsed on the bed, our bodies tangled together. Ben's
dick was still inside me. Pat's slid out of my mouth and I felt him let go
of mine. Pat slid out from under me, leaving me lying on my stomach,
catching my breath.

"Holy fuck!" Ben panted. "You are a hot one, man. Your ass just feels
awesome. I could almost do it again." I felt him start to move his dick in
me again.

"He's pretty good with his mouth too," Pat rasped, rubbing my leg as he lay
beside me. "You're a hell of a cocksucker, dude."

I lay there, my mind in a spin. I was being complimented on my dick sucking
and how good my ass was to fuck. A part of me almost wanted to be pleased by
that. But I couldn't.

"Guys, look. I don't like this stuff. I know you mean well but I'm not queer
like you."

"Oh, so we're the queers?" Pat asked, clearly annoyed. "I don't recall that
we were the ones blowing truckers in a rest area. Or moaning 'Fuck me' in
our sleep on the bus."

"Yeah, but . . ."

"And we're not the ones with the stretched out pussy ass. How many times
have you been fucked anyway, 'straight boy'?" Ben added, sounding a little
pissed as well. He started pounding my ass harder as he spoke.

"They made me."

"Right. You're full of shit, dude." He flipped me over on my back, pressing
my legs up against my stomach, his dick still in me. He grabbed my hard cock
and began to stroke it. "You're still horny. I think it's time you stopped
playing games. You want more."

"No I don't! Just leave me alone."

He was stroking me slowly. Pat joined him, playing with my balls. "Stop
fighting it, man. You want dick and you want it bad. Stop being such an
idiot and we can have some more fun. You've obviously done this a lot from
the looks of your ass." He moved up so that his balls hung right over my
face. "Lick my ass, dude. Get my hole nice and wet." He lowered his smooth
ass toward my face.

"No, I don't do that. Please, Pat, let me go."

"If I honestly thought you weren't turned on by all this, I would, dude. But
your hard leaky dick is telling me otherwise. Now lick me. Lick my shaved
ass. You know you want it. I can feel your dick throbbing all the way down
in your balls."

I had no choice. I stuck out my tongue and licked the smooth skin of his
ass. I flicked my tongue back and forth across his pink hole.

"Oh, yeah, man!" Pat moaned. "See, you like that don't you? You deserve a
little reward for that." He leaned forward and licked the head of my dick as
Ben stroked the shaft. His tongue felt great, running all around the rim,
licking the precum off my head. "See, dude, just let yourself get into it
and we can all have a good time." He spread his ass more over my mouth.

I wanted to believe him. He honestly seemed to want to see me enjoy this
too. Maybe . . .

Just then, the door opened. Thad and Ned walked in, followed by Hank and
Frank, as well as Eric, Jack and David, three other members of the team.
They were all in their Speedos. From their smooth legs and chests, I figured
they'd just come from the shaving party at Frank's room.

"Holy fuck! What's goin' on here?" Thad exclaimed.

"Oh shit!" Ben murmured, freezing in place with his dick still in me. I had
a feeling we were all in trouble.

TO BE CONTINUED . . .