Date: Thu, 19 Jan 2006 12:32:32 EST
From: BoiOfLife@aol.com
Subject: Days At The Beach:  Installment 10

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Note:Hey all, sorry about the extreme lateness of this chapter.  I have
just been very busy with my novel, school and a lot of other things.
THanks for all the emails and I hope you enjoy this chapter.  Thanks for
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Days at the Beach Chapter 10

Mark and Jason pulled up to the parking lot outside Sean's apartment.  It
had begun to get dark already and that brought some sort of relief to
Jason.  In spite of all of the exposure he had gone through, he had not
become desensitized to the embarrassement.  He knew that Mark was going
to make him walk to the apartment in just his jockstrap.

Mark didn't get out of the car right away, however.  After turning the
vehicle off, he simply sat in silence.  Jason was uncomfortable, but knew
better than to say anything.  If he had learned anything during the past
days it was that his big mouth could only keep getting him in more and
more trouble.  Therefore, he simply sat there in his mesh jock, his cock
semi hard, waiting for Mark to say something or make a move.

Finally, Mark spoke.  "You know, your life isn't going to be a bit like
it used to be after this night is over," he said.

"What do you mean?"  Jason asked, nervously.   His life was already
nothing like it used to be.  He didn't want to be able to imagine it
could possibly get worse.

Mark laughed.  "Well, you know what's going on in Sean's apartment right
now, don't you?"  It was almost a rhetorical question.  Of course Jason
knew about the party, though he was still unsure what the party
entailed.  In response, he simply nodded his head yes.

"Well, you only have some idea of what is going on," Mark stated.  "I
mean, what would you do if I told you that every single jock from the
swimming team you were on in high school was in that room?  And what if,
to make it worse, I told you that all the buddies you ate lunch with in
school and played football with were in that room?  How would that make
you feel?"

Jason's jaw dropped open.  He had not been expecting any such thing.
Quickly, he looked down at himself as he felt his cock start to expand
again.  Panic began to find it's way throughout his body, but he did his
best to hide it.  There was no way of telling whether or not Mark was
telling the truth.

"Are they?"  was all that Jason could ask.

"Well,I can't say that they are all there," Mark replied.  "But I sure as
hell invited every single one of them.  I mean, all I had to do was get a
keg and that's more than enough to get as many jock boys as possible to
come to a party.  I mean, you know how it is.  Free beer is a great
incentive."

"What are you going to do to me?"  Jason asked.  The butterflies were
swimming around in his stomach, but in spite of it all, his cock did not
go down.  It continued to stretch the fabric and now he was sure that he
was precumming too.  Some part of him found the whole idea hot, but it
was unfortunate that the part of him that did was his cock.  He looked
down at his hands.

"Oh, you'll find out," Mark stated with another laugh.  "All I can say
is, after today, you might have to kiss all of your friends goodbye... or
at least blow them goodbye, because when I am through with you, I am sure
they'll have you sucking their cocks for many months to come."

Something in Jason snapped when he heard that.  Without so much as
thinking about what he was doing, he grabbed the door handle and swung
the door open.  Before he knew it, he was sprinting away from the car and
the apartment.  He was nearly naked and barefoot, but he couldn't allow
Mark's words to come true.  He had to get away.  Being that he was
bigger, stronger and faster than Mark was, it seemed like it was going to
work,too.  He had gotten almost out of the parking lot when he felt
something grab the back of his jockstrap.  It was with such force that it
caused him to stumble onto the ground.  Very quickly, Mark had manuevered
Jason so that he was laid across Mark's lap with his bare butt sticking
straight up.  His hard cock was between Mark's legs.

Mark slapped Jason really hard on the ass.  Jason cried out.  "What the
hell do you think you're doing?" Mark asked.  "Are you trying to get
away?"  He started rythmically spanking Jason.

"Please don't make me do this, Mark!" Jason pleaded.  He was stronger
than Mark, but for some reason he had become incredibly subservient.
Mark's hand slapping his butt did nothing to calm down his cock, and he
felt it start to throb between his legs.  Doing his best to ignore it, he
simply kept begging.  "I can't have this happen to me!  It'll ruin my
life!"

"I couldn't care less," Mark said, and he kept spanking his slave.
"You'll do what I tell you to do and that's all there is to it.  I mean,
all this is going to be is a little more public humiliation.  You can
always tell people that I forced you to do it, as I am sure you're going
to do.  But I know what happened with you and Alex is something far
different.  How much do you want me to tell everyone about that?  Or
better yet, have Alex tell?"

Jason began to cry.  He couldn't tell whether it was from the pain of the
spanking, or the realization that Mark's words were true.  He and Jason
had shared something beyond what Jason could have conceived of
beforehand.  It's one thing to be used like he was, but to actually have
a tender moment like the two boys shared, that was something totally
different.  It would almost be as bad as admitting that he was a fag.

"Please don't tell!"  Jason pleaded.  "Please don't make me do this,
Mark!"

Mark showed amazing strength, and he flipped Jason around on his lap.  He
grabbed the front of Jason's jockstrap and pulled it open.  The long and
hard cock jutted proudly from its confines.  Easily, Mark tucked the
pouch of the strap under Jason's balls so that his cock was standing
straight up, visible to anyone who wanted to see it, bobbing in the
slight breeze.  Slowly, Mark took his hand and slowly started carressing
Jason's dick.  In spite of everything, Jason moaned deeply.

"Like that?" Mark asked.

Jason, sniffling back more tears, simply nodded.  He had the strength to
fight Mark off, he knew that.  He could beat the crap out of Mark and get
out of this predicament.  Hell, he even knew that Alex would not breath a
word about what had happened between the two of them.  But as he lay
there, strewn across the lap of a younger boy, he realized what had
really been keeping him in line.  It wasn't fear of what his father would
do, and it wasn't fear of his jock buddies that were waiting for him up
at the party.  What really kept Jason from running away was that he knew
this was what he wanted.  He knew that he enjoyed what was happening to
him in some way.  If he didn't, his cock would not get so hard and he
would be able to get away.  The only thing keeping him in the position he
was in was himself.

"Better than your girlfriend ever did, isn't it?"  Mark went on.

Again, Jason nodded.  There was no point in hiding the truth of the
matter any longer.  He kept crying, though, as Mark's hand kept jacking
his cock.  Admission was the hardest part of it all, because when he
admitted he might be turning gay, there was really no going back from
it.  Looking up at Mark's face, Jason licked his lips without realizing
it.  Mark laughed.

"Do you want to kiss me, Jason?"  Mark asked and this got another nod
from Jason.  Mark simply laughed.  "I'm not a fag lke you, Jason.  You're
not kissing me anytime soon."  he pushed Jason off his lap and back over
to his his seat.  "Now pull up that jockstrap and get ready to go into
the apartment."

Humiliated and with tears staining his eyes, Jason did as he was told.
Then, Mark ordered him out of the car.  They both got out of the car and
then locked it behind them.  They then made their way up to the
apartment.  Jason was very aware that he was nearly naked, but tried not
to notice if anyone was paying any attention.  He didn't know if anyone
had come across the parking lot or not.

When they reached the door of Sean's apartment, Mark ordered Jason to
lower his jockstrap.  With a bit of a whimper in his voice, Jason did as
he was told.  He reached to pick it up off the ground, but Mark said
there was no need for that.  He wouldn't need it where he was going.

Once the door was opened, Jason's jaw dropped about as far as it was
possible.  Mark had not been lying about all of his friends that had been
invited to the party.  The apartment was full of them.  They were
chatting and drinking beer from a keg, but they all turned around when
they saw their straight friend walk in the door.  IN spite of the sheer
humiliation of the event, Jason felt his cock start to get harder.  He
reached in front of himself to cover himself up, but the others would
have nothing to do with it.  Mark slapped his hand and Jason immediately
complied.

"Oh my God!" one of the jocks exclaimed.  "What the fuck is goig on?"

"I didn't believe it!" another said.  "I guess Jason really is a fag.
Who'd of thunk it?"

"Oh, just cause he's naked doesn't mean he's a fag," someone suggested.
Jason turned his gaze to that person and saw that it was Joe.  He
obviously couldn't be going anywhere good with this.  "Let's give the
dude the benefit of the doubt."

Jason was pushed through the door by Mark.  Once inside, the door was
closed behind them.  Looking around, Jason saw everything that he had
expected.  All of his friends were there; or at least all of his male
friends.  There were no girls anywhere.  It was definitely a party, with
drinks and snacks and things.  The only surface that wasn't covered with
refreshments of some sort was the coffee table.  There were a few ropes
strewn upon it, though.  A cold wave went through Jason's body when he
realized that was probably for him.  He did also notice that Kyle and
Sean were nowhere to be found.

Mark immediately walked away and over to Joe.  They whispered for a few
moments, and Mark looked very annoyed.  Jason was too concerned with his
current situation to really do anyting about it, though.  He kept looking
around the room at all the guys who were looking at his naked body and
the hard cock that was now sticking straight up in the air.  He felt the
shaft begin to throb and was scared he might start leaking soon.

"Damn, dude... what are you so hard for?" a guy asked.  Jason looked and
it was a friend of his named Todd from the swim team he was on.  He froze
and didn't say anything.  "Why don't you put some clothes on or
something?  Cover yourself up or something."

Jason wanted nothing more than to be covered up, but he knew he
couldn't.  He was too terrified of what Mark would concoct for him if he
disobeyed.  In spite of his strong feelings against all of this he said
"No, I am okay being naked."

"What are you, a fag or something?"  Todd asked.  "Why are you so fucking
hard around all these guys?"

Jason didn't know what to say or do.  He simply stood there, his hands at
his sides, his hard cock standing out and started to drip.  To his
complete horror, Todd noticed the dripping.  His friend grimaced in some
sort of disgust.  Todd walked away.

Mark returned to Jason. He seemed annoyed with something, but didn't seen
to be very willing to talk about it.  Instead, he just went about
humiliating his slave.

"Well, I was going to have you do some things with Sean or Kyle, but I
think I have a much better idea," he said.  Then, Mark turned to the
crowd.  "Hey, I know I promised you guys that Jason here was a fag.  We
know how much he has picked on gay guys throughout the years.  Well, it
seems that maybe he as doing it to just try and get the focus off of
himself.  He's a cocksucking faggot.  None of you believed me when I told
you, but you're all here.  Now who needs some proof?"

Some of the guys expressed their agreement.  Others seemed convinced it
was still a scam.  A few of the guys just seem disgusted and Jason to put
some clothes on.

"I think he's a fag," Todd was heard saying to someone.  "I mean, look
how hard his dick is."

"Maybe he's on viagra," another guy said and some of the guys laughed.

Mark got all of the attention back to himself.  "Come on guys, I will
prove everything to you," he said.  "Jason told me something when I was
bringing him here tonight.  He has sucked a lot of cock and eaten a lot
of cum.  But he's still a virgin. No one has ever fucked him yet.  And he
really wants someone to fuck him, too.  But it's not going to be that
easy for him. He's going to have to earn it."

"How?" Todd asked.  He seemed to be getting somewhat interested.

"Well, Jason has a thing for bondage," Mark continued.  "So, we're going
to tie him to the coffee table there, for all to see.  Then, I got
another fagwho is going to work Jason's cock and his ass for a while.
You'll know he's a fag because he'll really get off on it.  I mean, if
he's not gay, then none of it is going to turn him on, right?"

A lot of the guys said 'right.'

"So, if he can go all night without cumming, then we're going to give
Jason what he wants.  He won't get to cum, but he will get his ass fucked
by a very cute guy.  Someone he really wants to be fucked by."

Jason started shaking his head. There was one thing he really did not
want and that was to have any guy fuck him.  Just the thought hurt.  He
felt his cock start to lose a little bit of altitude.  Some of the guys
noticed this.  Someone commented that he was losing his hardon at the
thought of being fucked.  Maybe that meant he wasn't gay.

Mark was too swift to let this mess up his plan, though.  Looking at
Jason, he smiled.  "Don't get so unexcited yet, lover boy," Mark said.
"If you pass my test, it's going to be Alex who is going to be doing the
fucking."

At the very mention of the other boy's name, Jason felt a wave of emotion
go through his body.  Right away, his cock started to get hard again.  It
didn't take but a moment before he was hard and dripping yet again.  He
hung his head in shame, but realized something.  He was scared to be
fucked, but he really wanted to have another moment with Alex.  The
moment in the shower was something he was never going to forget.  It was
something he felt he needed to have again.  Alex made him feel good,
which was something he had not been experiencing lately.

"Get over to the table," Mark ordered.

To the surprise of most of the boys, Jason did exactly what he was told.
He went over to the coffee table and even laid down on it.  he propped
his knees up so his whole body would fit.  It also gave some exposure to
his ass, as he knew that it would be worked on for the first time in his
life.  Mark took the ropes, bound Jason's hands underneath the coffee
table.  There was no way he was getting loose.

"Okay, Terry, you can come in now."

To Jason's total surprise, Terry, the guy who was checking him out in the
drive thru came into the living room.  They were supposed to meet at the
swimming pool but never did.  Terry was fully dressed, but he was
carrying a vibrator in his hand.  And it was no small vibrator, either.
Jason had never had anything up his ass before, and started out with
something so large was going to be a bit of a horror.

Terry went and knelt down by the coffee table.  He had a big smile on his
face.   He sat the vibrator down on the floor and then reached out and
grabbed Jason's cock.  Smearing the precum all over his cockhead, he made
Jason moan.  Jason dropped his head onto the coffee table and felt his
body jerk a little bit.

"He is a fag!"  One of the guys said.  "That's some sick shit!"

"Shut up!" Todd said.  "I wanna see this."

"Go ahead and get started," Mark ordered.  "You have to last an entire
hour, Jason.  If you cum within the hour, then you won't get fucked by
Alex.  Instead, we'll take your naked and cum covered body, drop you off
in a dumpster in the middle of town somewhere and let you try to get home
that way.  So don't cum, fag boy."

Slowly, Terry began to stroke Jason's cock with one hand.  He didn't
stroke for long, as he gathered the large amounts of precum off of the
head and then took that hand and brought it down to Jason's ass.  At
first, all he did was carress his butt, running his cum slicked hand all
up and down his butt.  Then, Terry grabbed Jason's cock with the other
hand and began stroking the large cock up and down.  Jason started
moaning, in spite of the predicament he was in.

"Man, that's gross!" one of the guys said.  "I can't believe that Jason
is fucking gay.  He's totally getting off on this shit!"

Jason was beyond the point of caring.  There was no way he was going to
get out of this situation at this point.  He was convinced that he was
pretty much going to be labeled a fag no matter what.  If he went along
with his punishment, then at least he might be able to get something out
of it.  He really wanted to spend time with Alex.  It would be worth it
and he also wanted to cum. He had been so horny lately.

Slowly, as he was stroking Jason's cock, Terry pressed his finger up
against Jason's hole.  He didn't push it in just yet, but sort of
carressed it.  Jason had never felt such a thing before.  The feeling,
along with the presence of the hand on his cock was more than he thought
he could handle.  He started bucking up and down on the table.  He felt
his cock feel as if it grew a whole extra inch.  It was so hard he felt
it would bust out of his skin.  he wished his hands were free so he could
work on his hard cock the way only he knew how.

"Oh God, yes!" Jason yelled outloud. Looking at Terry, Jason tried to
bring his face close to Terry's.  He felt like he really wanted to kiss
someone.  He could barely reach Terry, so he found himself sticking his
tongue out, eaching for the man who was pleasuring him.

Terry obliged and then kissed Jason on the mouth.  It was odd, because
Terry seemed so ready to go along with the whole deal.  Obviously, having
sex in front of other guys wasn't something that he was scared to do. All
Jason could figure was that Terry was gay and everyone knew it.

While Terry was kissing Jason, he finally entered his finger into Jason.
The feeling was intense, like nothing else that Jason could have
imagined.  He again started bucking his hips up and down on the table,
fucking himself on the finger.  It was amazing.

There were quite a few hoots and hollers as the guys seemed to be getting
into this spectacle.  Jason found it odd that so many straight jocks
would care about something like this, but the thought left his mind
rather quickly.  INstead, he focused on the finger that was going in and
out of him.  Strangley, he liked it.  He tried to push it deeper in him,
while still having Terry's hand working his hard cock as well.  The
feeling was so hot that he felt his cum start to rise in his cock and he
knew he was about to cum.  Panic flew through his body, as he realized it
could not have been more than 15 minutes since it started.  He didn't
want to be left in a dumpster.

Immediately, Jason pulled his mouth away from Terry's.  His cock was
going through convulsions and he didn't know what to do next.  He,
however, thought of something very quickly. In order to keep from
cumming, he bit down very hard on his lip.  It was painful, but it was
enough to stop the convulsions and the orgasm subside.

"Having problems?" Mark laughed.  "Maybe you need something bigger in
that hole?"  He nodded at Terry, who quickly pulled the finger out.
Jason moaned and everyone laughed at him.  The guys were really getting
into the spectacle.

"Just fuck him with the dildo," Mark instructed.  "Don't work his cock
anymore.  He'll be cumming in no time."

Jason looked puzzled at Mark.  He didn't know why mark would think that
he could cum without work being done on his shaft.  However, it seemed
that Mark was giving him a reprieve.  It was a bit of relief.

That relief changed, though, as he saw Terry start to lube up the
vibrator.  He wasn't sure how ready he was to have such a big thing put
inside him.  A bit of anxiety fluttered through him.  But a thought
occured to him.  "What if that was Alex's cock?"  he thought and the
anxiety left.  JAson felt totally horny again and knew what he wanted.
He wanted the dildo in his ass only because it would let him know what
things would feel like when he finally got to be with Alex.  He also
found he didn't care about anything, as long as he had Alex fucking him.

"Fuck me, please!" Jason moaned outloud.  A few of the guys gasped, but
most of them laughed.  There was little doubt now that he was truly a fag
and there was no going back.  For a moment Jason wondered how many of the
guys would be asking him or making him blow them.  How many of the guys
would want to use his ass after they saw him get used by Terry and maybe
Alex.  He wondered how long he would be able to last, as horny as he
was.  It was all too much for him, though he knew he had to control
himself.  He couldn't cum and lose the chance with Alex.

Terry took the vibrator and put it at Jason's hole.  He gently pushed it
up against his hole and pressed slightly against it.  Jason moaned.
Terry reached down, kissed Jason, and buried his tongue in Jason's
mouth.  While doing that, he slowly pressed the dildo into Jason, a
little bit at a time.  Jason felt his whole body convulse, but he
realized he liked it.  He wanted it deeper.  He kept kissing Terry, only
feeling both Terry's tongue and the dildo as it went further and further
in his hole.  Jason pulled his head away and moaned loudly.

Slowly, inch by inch, Terry was fucking Jason, naked on the coffee table
in front of about 25 guys.  It was hot, and Jason wished he could be
stroking his cock while it was happening.  He really wanted to pump
himself and make himself cum.  But he was glad there was no work on his
cock.  He still had about a half hour to go before he could cum.  He was
glad he wasn't being jacked off.

But then, he felt something he never thought was possible.  His breathing
became ragged, his heart was pounding and Jason realized he was getting
close to cumming.  There was no hand on his cock, it was simply throbbing
and bobbing in the air.  It was drooling all sorts of precum.  But for
some reason, Jason was about to shoot his cum everywhere.

Jason gasped.

To Be continued:

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