Date: Sat, 25 Feb 2017 02:25:27 +0000
From: Shaverboy <shaverboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Curiosity chapter 15

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
you wish to correspond with me, the reposter, you can reach me at
offeringservice26@hotmail.com but just remember that I am NOT the author.
But Shaverboy, if you're still out there somewhere, I would love to hear
from you!


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CHAPTER 15 - THE TEAM'S ALL HERE

The five of them walked into the motel room gaping at the scene on the bed.
"Looks like a little fuckfest with our fagboy. And it looks like he's found
some fag friends," Hank sneered, looking at Pat with my dick in his mouth.
"Well, don't let us stop you. Let's see you fuck him. You guys'll see what I
was talking about."

They gathered around the bed watching as Ben's dick plunged back into my
ass.

"Keep fucking him Ben. I want to see you shoot up his cunt," Ned said,
rubbing his crotch.

Ben was too horny to stop in any case. He kept fucking. Soon I felt his jizz
shooting inside me.

I lay motionless, my heart pounding, with Pat's ass still over my mouth. My
head was spinning from the bourbon and the sex but I tried to see if there
was a way out for me.

"Look, guys, I didn't want to do this. They made me. You gotta believe
that."

Frank put his hand on Pat's thigh and shoved his ass firmly over my face.
Pat still had his mouth on my dick.

"Right, we all know how straight you are. Sucking off any man you see and
opening your pussy hole for 'em.

"No, really. I don't get into this kind of stuff. And what Hank saw at the
rest stop, I was just changing my clothes and those guys forced me. I'm as
straight as you are. Please, you gotta believe me."

Frank just looked at me and smiled. "Yeah, sure, I guess I could believe
you. But you need to explain one thing, Parker. How come you've got such a
drippy hardon from Arab boy stickin' his dick in your cunt? How come a
straight boy like you shot all over the place while those truckers were
fucking your little pussy? Explain that all to me, Timmy."

My head was spinning from the bourbon but I tried to think of an answer for
him. "I don't know. I guess I just get horny. But I like to do it with
girls, not this way. You believe me, don't you?"

"Yeah I heard you did it with that whore Jennie Long. My brother Paul said
she was a slut. She probably didn't care about doing it with a queer. What
did she do, fuck you with her slimy vibrator? Or maybe the two of you took
on other guys."

"No, it wasn't like that.
"I believe you're gonna take every dick that's offered to you. Lick this ass
out good, queer. Get him nice and wet. Harding, I should have known you'd
try to keep the pussy boy all to yourself. I always thought you were a queer
too. Well, you're gonna have to share. And help out, too. You three have
always acted so high and mighty like you were God's gift to the team. The
three of you are gonna help all of us get off. And the rest of the guys too.
That will be your gift to all of us. Jack, make some calls."

Jack went to the phone and started calling the other guys' rooms. Through my
drunken haze I realized the whole team would be here soon. There was nothing
I could do.

Pat sat up and said, "Look you assholes, get the fuck out of here." The
words were no sooner out of his mouth than Hank punched him hard in the gut.
He rolled off me in pain, falling onto the floor, the air knocked out of
him.

"Shut up, fag. Unless you want your little party to be public knowledge all
over school, you better cooperate. I bet the three of you have been having
these little parties all year long. By the way, you look real cute with your
pubes shaved off. I'm sure that'll be fun to let people know about too. Then
maybe they wouldn't think you're such hot shit. So get ready to suck some
dick."

Pat tried to protest but Frank climbed onto the bed and pulled his fat eight
inch dick out of his Speedos. He grabbed Pat by the hair and shoved his cock
into Pat's mouth. At the same time Hank climbed on, standing so that his
nine inches were right in front of Ben's face. He slapped him with it a few
times and then forced it into his mouth. Ben's dick was still in my ass. But
not for long. I felt someone grab my legs and pull me out from under Ben.
Ben's dick popped out of me. Eric pulled me to the floor and to my knees. He
had pulled off his Speedos and had his eight and a half inches in his hand,
slowly stroking it. I watched him in groggy fascination.

"You really get off on watching my dick don't you fag boy?" Eric sneered.
"You want it bad. OK, faggot, show me what you can do." I was so dazed and
drunk, I could barely talk. I tried to say something but as I opened my
mouth, he started pumping his dick in, grabbing my ears as he did.

Meanwhile, David was behind me on his knees pulling my ass cheeks apart.
"Let's see what this ass pussy of his is like. Since Hadid seemed to be
enjoying it so much." He rubbed his dick against my ass crack. I felt his
nine and a half inch dick begin to enter my hole. It sank right in.

"Goddamn, his hole is as open as a whore's cunt. Nice and juicy," David
shouted.

"He is a whore," Hank laughed as he pumped Ben's mouth. "You should have
seen him taking it from those truckers today. He loves to throw that pussy
of his around. So pound him good. We'll all get a turn at him. And the other
two fags too. Maybe they won't be so high and mighty once we've fucked their
twats a few times."

By this time other guys were showing up. They stood around watching as Ben,
Pat and I took dicks in our mouths and I got fucked. I saw Rene, a black
senior with a huge bulge in his Speedos walk around in back of Ben. As Ben
continued sucking Hank's dick, Rene pulled Ben's legs apart started rubbing
the head of his thick ten inch cock against Ben's ass. I closed my eyes
knowing what would happen next. I already had taken David's load in my butt
and now felt someone else move in behind me to slide into me. I heard Ben's
groaning as Rene forced that big post into him. Manny, a Latino junior, was
fingering Pat's ass and getting ready to shove his big uncut dick into him.
Soon there were twelve guys there, taking their turns at the three of us.

Matt had brought his camera and snapped some pictures of the three of us
getting fucked. Of course you couldn't see who was doing the fucking. He got
a close up of Manny's big dick plowing my ass and of how hard my dick was.
And another picture of Pat with Thad's thick meat in his mouth. He got
several of Ben, bent over the dresser with Rene pounding his butt. He said
they'd be fun to post in the locker room for the other sports teams to see.
And so it went on. For hours.

At one point, I heard Frank say he had an idea. He had Rene lie down on the
bed and had Frank and Ned grab me and pick me up, spreading my legs as far
as they could. I felt Rene's huge dick slide into my ass. They pushed me
forward and Frank climbed on in back of me. I felt him push his hard eight
inch dick against my ass. That brought me out of my drunken stupor. I cried
out in pain as he started to stretch my hole even further open.

"OH, GOD! Stop it! I can't take it!"

"Shut up, fag boy," Frank grinned evilly. "I want to see just how much that
pussy of yours will stretch. After all you and these other pussy boys are
supposed to be the stars of the team. You should be able to do anything."

They continued to push the two big cocks into me until they were all the way
in. I thought I was dying. Frank and Ned pumped me up and down on the posts
in my ass. My dick flopped around, hard and dripping.

"See how much he gets off on that," Ned laughed, "He's gonna spunk all over
the place from this."

And I did. Cum shot from my dick, coating the bed and Rene beneath me.

"You sure love being fucked, don't you straight boy?" Frank yelled, slapping
my ass as he and Rene continued to pump into me. Minutes later, both of them
came, blending their hot loads together in my ass.

David and Eric stood on the bed and, grabbing my hair, both stuck their
dicks in my mouth as I was being double-fucked.

"If you can take two in your pussy, you can take two in your mouth," David
said. "Besides, I want you to clean your ass juices off my dick." Soon I had
two more loads shooting down my throat.

There didn't seem to be any end to it. Each of them took their turn in my
hole until my ass was a drippy pool of cum. And through it all, I stayed
hard, the stimulation of my ass continued to make my dick throb and drip. I
came eight times while guys were fucking me. All the guys laughed about what
a cock whore I was. Inside I was dying of embarrassment. How could I be
turned on by this?

I saw the some of the guys drag Pat into the bathroom. As he struggled, they
tied his hands and feet and threw him in the tub. Then they took turns
pissing on him. Soon he was coated with piss and cum.

Ben was on his back on the desk. The guys had decided that he needed to get
rid of that last bit of hair around his dick.

"Why should this pussy have pubes when the other two don't?" Hank had said
with mocking concern, "I think they need to stick together, don't you guys?
After all they are the stars of the team."

And so they shaved the patch of bush that Ben had kept, leaving him as
smooth as Pat and me.

"Now you match your little fag friends." Through it all, dick after dick
kept filling Ben's ass and mouth. Ben gave up struggling and endured it.

At some point, Pat was dragged back out of the bathroom, soaked with piss,
and thrown on the bed beside me again. They made us suck each other as Matt
fucked Pat and Hank fucked me. I blew another load in Pat's mouth and he
shot in mine.

Finally after midnight, guys started leaving. Thad and Ned decided to stay
in another room.

Frank was still there, kneeling over me. Contemptuously, he looked down at
me and said, "I have one more load for you, asshole."

Sliding his dick into my ass, I felt him start to piss inside me. As he did,
Hank came over and started pissing on my chest.

"Guys, please, don't," I croaked weakly.

"Why are you still hard, queer boy?" Frank asked. "Haven't gotten enough
action?" He grabbed my dick and jacked me until I came again.

"You're a slut, Parker. So I'll leave you with your little fag friends
here." Frank got up and put his Speedos back on. Hank was also getting
dressed. Pat and Ben and I lay on the bed, cum-covered and humiliated.

"Just make sure you assholes are on time for the meet tomorrow," Hank said
as they headed for the door. "After all, you're the stars." They laughed as
they walked out.

The three of us lay there quietly for a few minutes. Pat finally sat up and
looked at me. "Are you OK, dude?"

I looked at him with tears in my eyes. "No, I'm not OK. I've just been raped
by my swim team. They all think I'm a queer. My ass feels like it's been
torn apart. So no, I'm not OK.

He put his arm around me and held me as I sobbed. "I'm sorry dude. This is
our fault. If we hadn't gotten you going and everything, none of this would
have happened. I just wanted you to have some fun with us."

"I told you I'm not queer. Now nobody will believe me."

"Maybe you need to look at yourself a little closer, dude. I mean you came
like a son of a bitch while those guys were fucking you. I'm sorry we got
you into this mess but dude, you got some thinking to do.

Ben finally slowly sat up on the bed. "Look, guys, I'm sorry this happened
too. But we can sort that out later. We gotta get out of here guys. I don't
want to stay around with those shits."

"But where will we go?" I asked. I tried to get up but every muscle in my
body ached.

"The bus station is right down the street. We can catch a bus home. There's
one that leaves at two. I took it one time last year. We can make that if we
hurry. We gotta clean up first."

He got up and pulled Pat and me to our feet. We headed into the bathroom
where Ben turned on the shower. The three of us got in. It was crowded but
the three of us had very little to hide from each other at this point. We
started washing each other up. The touch of Pat's hands on my chest, rubbing
over my sore nipples made my dick start to rise again. Pat reached down and
stroked it slowly.

"This isn't really the way a straight dude would react, Tim. But don't
worry. It's OK. Just let it happen. I think you're kind of hot anyway."

I started to pull away but it felt good and Pat was actually trying to be
nice, unlike practically everybody else in my life recently. So I reached
down and took his dick, which was hardening up too, and started stroking it.
Ben rubbed my back and shoulders, rubbing his dick up and down my crack but
making no attempt to stick it in my raw hole. Pat bent down and kissed me. I
was shocked at first but after a second, I opened my mouth and kissed him
back, our tongues dueling with each other. I was beyond the point of caring.
I needed the comfort of his touch. Soon Pat's dick was shooting all over my
stomach and Ben's was spewing its load on my back. Pat kept stroking mine as
I shook in a building orgasm. I needed something more and was ashamed to say
it. But I needed to get off at this point.

"Ben," I panted, "play with my hole."

"Sure, man," he said softly, working a finger around the swollen entrance
and then slowly screwing it inside me. I felt him rub that sensitive spot,
my swollen prostate. At once I shot a stream of cum all over Pat. My knees
buckled and only Pat's holding me up kept me from falling to the floor of
the shower.

"See dude, it's not so bad if you just let go and admit it." Pat said,
holding me close. Ben also hugged me from behind. It felt good but as I
regained my senses, I recoiled.

"No, guys. Look, I know you mean well but I just can't be doing this."

Pat looked down at me and shook his head. "Shut up, dude. Just shut up."

We finished cleaning up and got out of the shower. We found some towels and
dried off.

As we re-entered the bedroom, Ben started gathering his clothes together,
throwing on his jeans and tee shirt and tossing the rest in his bag.

"So we get the hell out of here, right guys?"

"Well I'm game," Pat said, following Ben's lead. "I knew those guys were
jealous of us for being the top three on the team but I never thought they'd
try something like this. I'm out of here. What about you, Tim?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I'll have to go back to my room and get my
clothes and my back pack. My wallet's in there." I found my towel over in
the corner. The towel was soaked with cum, God only knew whose. I wrapped it
around my waist and picked up my room key.

"OK, meet us down in the lobby in 15 minutes. We can't wait longer than
that."

I looked out in the hall and saw it was deserted. I crept back down to my
room and listened at the door. Nothing. Either Nick and Jake hadn't come
back or they were asleep. I quietly inserted the key and turned it. Slowly I
pushed the door open. The lights were on and so was the TV. As I walked in,
I saw Nick sitting on the bed in his underwear. In the two chairs were Jake
and a man who looked vaguely familiar. Jake was wearing just a pair of gym
shorts and the other guy had on jeans and a tee shirt but had kicked off his
shoes. My heart sank. It was going to be harder than I thought to make my
escape.