Date: Sat, 26 Nov 2016 01:00:42 +0000
From: Shaverboy <shaverboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Curiosity chapter 7

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!

Now FINALLY, on to the story! All original disclaimers, etc., are included.

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Chapter 7 - Wake-up Call

"Get up and get dressed. We need to get going."

My eyes slowly opened as I heard my stepfather's voice from the doorway. I
lay there, still naked from the night before. For a moment, I was foggy and
only gradually did my head begin to clear and the memories of yesterday
started to return. Gary. Carlos. Nick. The shower at the poolhouse. The rec
room at Gary's. Tom and Dennis. The buttplug. My stepfather's dick in my
mouth. It all started to unwind like a strange film in my head. I looked
down at my body, seeing that my pubic hair was gone. And I also saw (and
felt) my dick growing hard as I replayed the previous day's events in my
mind. I looked out the window and could see the slow drizzle of rain. I had
no work to escape to. I was stuck. Larry and Nick were taking me to the
doctor. I somehow thought that the day was going to turn out to be more
complicated than that.

I got up and put on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt. As I was putting my
tennis shoes on, Larry returned to the room.

"I just talked to Nick again. We're supposed to meet him over at Gary Woods'
place. We'll go to the doctor from there."

"Larry, this isn't really necessary. I'm fine." Hearing that we were going
to Gary's didn't make me feel any better. After all, he had set all this in
motion with his pictures of me at the pool.

"I think it is necessary. You've become a little sex pig. Before your mother
gets back, I want to get this under control. She'd be very upset to know the
kind of stuff you've been up to. I know that adolescence is a confusing
time, Tim. We're all just trying to help you work through it all. You
understand that don't you?"

"I don't know," I said, thinking that maybe I'd misjudged his attitude.
Maybe I should be honest with him. "I thought things were going along just
fine until yesterday. But maybe I do need to get things back in order. Like
I told you, I really didn't want to do all that stuff yesterday. But the
funny thing was I did get turned on. It was like I told Gary, like, real
intense. But I don't want to have that happen again. I mean I really enjoy
sex with Jennie."

"Yes, well, that's a problem as well. And it seems that you just let
yourself get "turned on" whenever you want. And it's not appropriate for a
boy your age to be having sex with some girl. Jennie Long is two years older
than you are and I'm sure she's been around the block a few times. But I
don't think you're ready to act responsibly about this. When are you
planning to see her again?"

"She's supposed to come over tonight."

"Well we'll have to see about that. Now let's get going."

I got up and started out of the room. Larry stopped me.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

I looked at him blankly. I couldn't think of anything I'd forgotten. I shook
my head.

"Aren't you supposed to have this with you?" He pulled the buttplug out of
his pocket and held it out to me.

"Larry, please," I begged, my heart sinking, "Don't make me do that."

"Nick said you should have it in. He said it would be easier for the doctor
to examine the state of your rectum if it were opened up some. Besides, you
seemed to kind of enjoy it yesterday from what I heard. So drop your pants
and bend over."

"Larry, no, please."

"Now, Tim. I haven't got time to argue about this. Now come here."

Slowly, I walked to him. Gripping the front of my jeans, he undid the
buttons and pulled them and my briefs down to my knees. Then he sat down on
my bed and pulled me over his lap, face down. My dick rubbed against his
thigh, hardening from the contact. He pulled a small tube of lubricant from
his shirt pocket and greased up the plug. Slowly he began twisting it into
my hole. The stretching of my already bruised opening hurt but my dick grew
to full hardness beneath me. Soon I felt the plug pop all the way into my
ass.

"See, that's not so bad. Now stand up." He pushed me off his lap. My dick
stood out hard and straight, a drop of precum glistening on the tip. Larry
looked at my aroused state and shook his head.

"You really are out of control, you know. I've never seen a kid who gets a
boner so fast and so much. You've got to get a grip on this sex obsession of
yours."

"But I . . ."

"No excuses. Pull up your pants and let's get going." He got up and walked
out of the room. I pulled my pants up and re-buttoned them, stuffing my hard
cock in, then followed him out to the car.

It was a short drive over to Gary's. I sat uncomfortably, squirming with the
plug inside me. My dick stayed hard and I could feel the stickiness on my
briefs from the leaking of precum. We pulled into the parking lot and parked
in front of Gary's gate.

Getting out, we walked to the gate and rang the bell. Gary came out wearing
jeans and a white tank top. He and Larry shook hands.

"Glad to meet you Larry. Nick tells me you two are old friends. He isn't
here yet. Come on in. We have about an hour before we need to leave. George
Gordon couldn't take him until about eleven."

We headed into the living room and Gary offered us something to drink. Larry
got coffee and I got a glass of orange juice. Then we headed down the steps
to the rec room. I found myself remembering all the events of the night
before. I saw as we came down the steps that there was someone sitting on
the couch. I was puzzled. I didn't think Nick was here yet. Then he turned
to see who was coming in. It was Carlos. He was wearing his usual khaki
shorts and red tee shirt. I felt that shiver going through me again but also
felt my already hard dick twitch.

"Tim, I think you remember Carlos," Gary said, Walking over and sitting in
one of the chairs by the couch. "He stopped by to chat this morning. Carlos,
this is Tim's stepfather, Larry Erskin."

Carlos put down his coffee, stood and shook Larry's hand. "Glad to meet you
Mr. Erskin." He looked over at me and held out his hand, smiling. "Good to
see you again kid. I enjoyed our little 'talk' yesterday."

I shook hands with him. There was something about the way he looked at me
that both scared and excited me. I felt the damp spot in my briefs grow.

Larry took the other chair and Carlos reseated himself on the couch. I sat
down next to him. After some idle chat about Larry's business and Gary's
Marine background, the subject turned to me.

Larry said, "I guess you can imagine that I'm concerned about the activity
Tim's gotten into. He seems to have let his curiosity about sex just carry
him away. I want to make sure that he handles all this correctly."

"That's my concern as well," Gary said. "I think we all have a
responsibility to help guide Tim in the right direction. I was talking to
Carlos about that very thing before you got here. After Tim told me about
your little get together at the poolhouse, I felt it would be a good idea to
find out more about what happened."

"Well, like I was saying," Carlos said, apparently continuing from before
Larry and I walked in, "the kid was really hot for my dick. He wanted to
suck it, so I let him. Then he started playing this hard to get game.
Claiming he'd never done this shit. I know how to play along with that. And
frankly, the kid was such a good cocksucker he had me turned on like you
wouldn't believe. So I had a little fun with him. Tied his hands and played
with that round butt of his. That got him so turned on he was practically
beggin' me to fuck him. So I did. And let me tell you he has one sweet butt,
nice and tight. And man, did he ever blow a load all over the shower wall
while I fucked his little pussy. I never saw a kid get so hot from gettin'
fucked."

"Hey, no, that's not the way it was," I interrupted, unable to believe he
was telling them all this. "You forced me. I never wanted you to do anything
to my ass. You made me."

"That's what you keep saying, Tim," Larry said, "but I keep hearing a
different story. Maybe we should see what happened."

"What do you mean?"

"I want to see Carlos fuck you. Then I can see for myself what your reaction
is. That is, if you're willing Carlos."

"Sure, man, I don't mind an audience," Carlos said, standing up and pulling
off his tee shirt. "Mind if I get comfortable?"

"Not at all," Larry replied, "Tim, take off your clothes."

"No! Larry, please. I don't want to do this."

"You just don't want me to see how turned on you get. Well, if you don't
have a hard on, then you don't have to do it. Stand up and let's see."

I slowly stood. My hard dick was clearly outlined in my jeans. "It's not
because of him. It's that thing inside me. That plug."

By now Carlos had removed his shoes and socks and was unbuckling his belt.
"I've never seen this kid without a boner. He'll use any excuse."

"Take off the clothes, Tim."

"No!"

Larry stood up and walked toward me. "Gary, would you give me a hand here?"

"Sure" Gary came over and grabbed me from behind. Larry roughly pulled open
the buttons on my jeans and pulled them down my legs. While Gary held onto
me, Larry lifted my feet and pulled off my shoes and socks. Then he pulled
my pants all the way off, throwing them in the corner. My briefs followed.
My hard dick swung back and forth as I struggled, now only wearing my tee
shirt. As soon as my feet were back on the ground, Gary pulled that up and
over my head. I stood there naked. Larry reached down and squeezed my dick.

"You certainly look turned on. But you say it's the plug. Well, let's take
it out." He pushed me hard so that I fell on the arm of the couch. He kicked
my feet apart and reached between my butt cheeks to grip the base of the
plug. With one swift pull, it popped out of my ass. I gasped from the pain
of the sudden stretching of my hole.

By now, Carlos stood naked, stroking his big dick to hardness. Larry pulled
me back to my feet. As I watched Carlos work his meat, my dick jerked
repeatedly, a string of precum hanging from the head.

"Well, Tim, you still seem pretty aroused. Go over to Carlos."

"Larry, I don't . . ."

"All right, he can fuck you here." Larry pushed me back over the arm of the
couch. He and Gary pulled my legs as far apart as they could as Carlos moved
behind me. He swatted his nine inch meat against my ass a few times and then
began rubbing it up and down my crack.

"No, don't," I begged.

"It's OK kid," Carlos said, "Nothin' to be embarrassed about. You like dick
in your pussy. I'm gonna give it to ya."

I felt the head of his dick move against my hole. Slowly he started pushing
into me. My dick rubbed against the arm of the couch as his dick sank deeper
into my hole. The friction was just making me hotter and making my dick drip
more. Within a minute, Carlos had his big dick all the way in and started to
fuck in earnest. Larry and Gary, still holding my feet apart watched the
juice ooze out of my hard twitching dick.

"You were right," Larry said, "Look at how whipped up he gets from feeling
that dick inside him."

"Yeah," Gary replied, "He was the same last night. Just couldn't wait to get
that hole fucked."

"He does just seem obsessed with sex. I'll bet he shoots while this guy is
fucking him, without even touching himself."

"Probably. Look how he's leaking now. I don't want him to shoot all over the
side of my couch. Hold on a moment."

Gary got up and went over to the bar. He returned with a plastic bag and a
rubber band. He placed the bag over my dick and secured it with the rubber
band around my dick and balls. The inside of the bag was soon slimy with my
leaking dick juice. Carlos continued to pump his big cock in and out of me.
I could feel my own load building, even as I tried to will it away. I knew
if I came while he was fucking me, it would just make it look more like I
was getting into this. But in spite of my efforts, I soon found myself over
the edge. I shot my cum into the bag, moaning loudly as Carlos picked up
speed with his fucking.

"Oh, fuck! You should feel how his pussy grips my dick when he's cumming,"
Carlos groaned. "I'm gonna shoot, man!"

I felt Carlos thrust all the way into me and then felt the heat of his load
pumping into my ass. He just seemed to keep cumming, his fat cock spasming
inside me. Finally, he stopped, panting with his big dick still planted in
my ass.

"Oh man, that was good. He is one hot little fuck." Slowly he pulled his big
tool out of me.

I lay over the arm of the couch feeling the air against my sensitive ass
opening, causing it to twitch and spasm, opening and closing. My dick was
still hard as it swam in the load of cum I'd shot in the bag.

"Look at that," Carlos said, watching my hole, "His pussy's still hungry."

"My God, Tim, you never get enough do you?" Larry said, "I bet you'd cum
again if someone else fucked you right now."

"No," I whispered, knowing what was coming.

"I think I'd better find out just how much your ass has been stretched. And
see if you do cum again. This will be important for the doctor to know."

I could hear Larry undressing behind me. I didn't move, crying softly into
the sofa cushions. What was happening to me and why was my dick still
throbbing hard? Why was my ass feeling like it needed something inside it?

Soon enough, there was. Larry began pushing his dick into me, filling my ass
once again with a mixture of pain and stimulation. I could feel my dick
tingle as he began to fuck me, harder and faster than Carlos had. I closed
my eyes and tried to think of something else.

I suddenly felt someone climb on the couch in front of me. Opening my eyes,
I saw Gary, kneeling naked in front of my face.

"I thought your stepfather should see how you like to keep your mouth busy
too. Now suck me while he pounds your butt." His fat meat rubbed against my
lips. Knowing I had no choice, I opened my mouth and devoured his pole.

"See how he loves to suck dick?" Carlos said, sitting naked on the coffee
table watching me get poked at both ends. "He couldn't wait to get that cock
in his mouth."

As Larry continued to fuck me I could feel my dick getting ready to shoot
again. In moments, I was pumping a second load into the bag, groaning around
Gary's big dick.

"What a little sex pig!" Larry panted. "Here comes another load for you."
Pounding against me so hard it almost knocked the breath out of me, I felt
Larry shoot his load in my ass, filling my already cummy hole with even more
jizz. Moments later, Gary grabbed my head and shot his load into my mouth. I
struggled to swallow it but some dribbled out of my mouth and down my chin.

As the two of them pulled out of me, I lay motionless, draped over the edge
of the couch.

"He's still waiting for more. Well, sorry, we don't want to be late for the
doctor," Larry said as he got dressed. "I better put this back in so he
doesn't drip all over the car seats." He roughly shoved the plug back into
my hole. "OK, get up and get your clothes on. I see more clearly now what a
serious problem you have, Tim. Maybe the doctor will have some suggestions
for your sex addiction."

I got up, dazed, and walked over to retrieve my clothes from the corner. As
I did, Nick came walking down the steps. He looked at me and shook his head.

"Just loves to be naked, doesn't he?" He walked over to me and pulled the
bag full of cum off my dick. "Saving up your cum, boy?"

"Gary didn't want him messing up the couch." Larry explained, "But we should
probably take that with us to the doctor. He may need a sample."

Turning to me again Larry said, "Hurry up Tim, you don't want to keep the
doctor waiting just because you're still horny. I've seen now just how much
you get worked up by this. We definitely have to do something before your
curiosity about sex gets you in real trouble."

I pulled my clothes back on, knowing that arguing my innocence would do no
good. I just hoped the doctor would listen to my side of things. As soon as
I was dressed, Carlos left and the rest of us headed out to Larry's car.