Date: Mon, 9 Jul 2007 23:15:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: FoxBarking <foxbarking@yahoo.com>
Subject: Days at the Beach Installment Thirteen

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Jason had no idea what to think once Alex was tied
down.  He was saved from having to blow the guy, but
there was no telling what worse things that Joe and
Mark would make him do.  It had only taken a few
moments for them to tie Alex down.  The bed was a
queen sized bed, and Jason was spread eagled and tied
to the bed posts, so Alex had to be tied practically
overtop of him.  It was uncomfortable, but even Jason
had to admit that it was sort of hot.

Mark looked at both of the boys, naked and tied up,
and shook his head. "I guess it wasn't going to take
very long for Jason to actually find himself a boy on
the side to fuck around with was it?"  he asked and
his friends laughed.  "You really are turning into a
fag, aren't you?"

Before Jason had a chance to address the comment,
Terry grabbed his cock and began stroking it.  His
dick was still pretty hard and slippery and Jason
began moaning loudly.  He wanted release so badly that
the moaning seemed more important than arguing the
point that he was not gay.

"I've got an idea," Joe suggested.  "Let's experiment
with these fags a little bit."  He turned to Mark.
"Go into the bathroom and see if Alex has anything fun
that we can play around with.'

Mark went into the bathroom.

Alex started to protest, but Joe would have none of
that.  He had a gag with him and he immediately put it
in Alex's mouth, tying it in tightly.  Once he backed
away, Alex turned and looked at Jason, and Jason could
tell right away that Alex was not really going to rape
him.  He had just believed that Jason was really into
this whole master/slave thing and wanted to make him
happy.  There was still a bit of hurt in Alex's eyes.

"I'm not mad at you," Jason whispered to Alex.  He
hoped that the other guys did not hear him.  "I know
you weren't trying to hurt me."

Jason wanted to tell Alex more, but he was cut off
when Mark walked back into the room.  His eyes grew
wide when he saw the small assortment of things that
the boy brought back in with him.  There was two
tubes: one of Icy Hot and the other was Ben Gay.
Along with those was a bottle of pills, and Jason
could only imagine what was in them.  They also had a
vibrator, more lube and some other things. Jason
looked over at Alex.

"You keep all of that in your bathroom?"  he asked.

Alex shrugged because that was all he could do to
reply.

"Let's jack both of them off with this stuff and see
how long it takes for them to cum," Mark suggests.  He
holds up the tubes of Icy Hot and Ben Gay,
extinguishing any hope Jason and Alex had that he
meant the lube.

"Hey, guys, that's not funny!" Jason protested.  The
last thing in the workd he wanted on his cock was one
of those two creams.  He tried to struggle to get
away, but of course, that was not possible.  Alex had
tied him down too tightly.

Joe took a pillow and ordered Jason to lift his hips
up.  When Jason refused, Joe grabbed onto his balls
and squeezed.  Jason yelped in pain.  Joe ordered once
more and Jason quickly obliged.  Taking the pillow,
Joe put it under Jason's ass to get hs cock arched as
high into the air as he possibly could.

"Give me the Ben Gay for him," Joe sniggered.  "It's
appropriate for this faggot."

Mark handed the tube over to Joe.  After unscrewing
the top, Joe squeezed what seemed like the entire
contents of the tube over Jason's hard cock and tight
balls.  Jason yelped yet again from the burn, but the
yelping quickly turned into moaning from the intensity
of the feeling.  Having Joe jack his cock, which only
served to rub the Ben Gay deeper into his skin, didn't
help.

While this was going on, Mark did the same thing to
Alex except with the tube of Icy Hot.  It was hard for
Jason to pay much attention to it, however.  All he
heard were the yelps and moans which were almost
identical to his own.

"You look pretty thirsty, fag boy," Terry then told
Jason as he was getting the hottest (in terms of
burning) hand job that he had ever had.  He put a
bottle of water up to Jason's lips.  "Drink this."

Jason obeyed and drank practically he entire bottle of
water.

After Terry pulled the bottle away, Jason noticed that
he was wearing quite a large shit eating grin on his
face.  "I crushed up a viagra pill in that," he
informed the tied up boy.  "No matter how much that
Ben Gay is burning you, you're going to remain as hard
as a rock."

"What?" Jason exlaimed in a panic.

"Yup, didn't you hink the water tasted funny?" Terry
laughed.  He made as if to take a drink out of the
bottle, then realized his folly and stopped.

The burning hand jobs went on for quite a while
longer, until it appeared that Joe was finally getting
tired.  Upon announcing this, he decided that it would
be a better idea to untie one of Alex's hands and to
make him stroke Jason's cock for a while.

"You're going to keep jacking your boyfriend's cock,
okay fag?" Joe said to Alex.  Not being able to offer
a vocal response, Alex simply nodded.  Joe untied his
hand and moved it down to Jason's cock.  Alex took up
the job of jacking Jason off.

"I am getting tired too," Mark said.  "Let untie one
of Jason's hands and make him stroke Alex off."

"I'm not touching his dick!" Jason said.  "Stroke it
your damn self.  When are you going to realize that I
am not a fag?  I'm only doing this shit because you're
fucking making me!"

Joe then walked over to Mark and whispered something
in his ear.  Jason wished like hell that he could hear
what was going on, but there was no chance.  They
talked back and forth for a few moments before turning
back to the guys.

"I'm going to untie your hand, Jason, and then you're
going to stroke Alex for a while," Joe said.  Before
Jason had a chance to object, Joe went on.  "Then
we're going to talk to you a little bit about what is
going to happen next.  If you don't stroke Alex's
cock, then I am going to make the living hell you are
going through now seem like a picnic in comparison.
Got it, fag?"

"I'm not a fag!" Jason growled.

"Why do you keep letting yourself get deeper and
deeper into all this then?" Joe asked.  "With
everything you did, we have just had more dirt on
you."

"I didn't let any of this happen," Jason grumbled.  He
hated the logic that everyone tried to use on him.
Just because he was not able to make everything stop,
that somehow was equatable to him being gay.

"True," Joe remarked, "but you haven't really done
much to stop it.  Do you remember that video we made
of your ex-girlfriend spanking you on the beach?"

"Yes," was all that Jason would say

"And the one of you getting fucked with the dildo on
Sean's table?"  Joe added.

"Yes."

"Well, we made dvd copies of them and handed them
around to every girl in school," Joe said with a
smile.  "You'll never get a date with a girl again."

More panic than he had ever experienced flooded
through Jason's heart.  If he hadn't taken the viagra
pills (Which Alex had been given too while they were
talking), he figured he would have lost his hard on.

"No, you couldn't!" Jason cried.  "You didn't!  I
mean, what if my father finds out?  He'll kick my
ass!"

"Imagine this," Joe continued, "every girl in school
seeing you fucked on a table with a dildo.  You can't
even claim it was rape, because you didn't do a damn
thing to try to stop it!"

"My dad won't only kick my ass, but he'll come after
you too!" Jason threatened, but realized that it was
rather an empty threat.  There was nothing on any of
the videos to implicate any of the other guys of any
wrongdoing.

"There won't be any proof," Joe said.  "Are you ready
to jack Alex off while I tell you the rest, or do you
want us to make your life even worse."

Jason sulked and was silent for a moment.  Alex's hand
was still working his dick and it was still standing
up to it's full ten inch mark.  He looked over and saw
that the other tied up boy was watching him as Mark
stroked him.  Finally, he sighed and gave in.

"Untie my hand; I'll jack his cock," Jason gave in.

Mark stopped stroking Alex and untied Jason's hand.
Reaching down to Alex's thick dick, Jason began to
recicprocate the burning handjob that he was
receiving.  Jason then turned back to Joe.

"Why won't there be any proof?" he asked.

"We used a computer program to make the dvd's only
watchable once," Joe laughed.  "Once the girls watch
them, the program will not be watchable again.
Therefore no one but the girls will see them."

Jason's heart continued to beat hard and fast in his
chest.  He felt the pulse in his hard cock as Alex
continiued to stroke it and squeeze it.  It was a
small relief that there was no way his dad would ever
see the dvd, but that was not very comforting.  He was
still extremely freaked out.

"Please," he begged, "tell me you didn't pass those
out!"

"Worried everyone will think you're a fag?" Joe asked.

"Yes."

"Are you beginning to worry that it might be true?"

Jason didn't answer that question, because he was
unsure about what was going through his mind.  He did
not feel gay and didn't think about doing things with
guys normally.  However, the situation that he had
been put in was making him question all sorts of
things.  Despite everything, he was lying in bed,
jerking off another guy.  He had let himself get
fucked with a dildo in front of a party of guys.  He
had let a girl spank him while he was naked on the
beach.  He had had cocks in his mouth and his hands.
The only place he had not had a cock was in his ass,
but the thought of having one there make his dick
throb.  It was hard to know what was going on in his
head and he really did not want to speculate much on
it.

"Are you worried that you might really be gay?" Joe
repeated.

Very thickly, Jason replied, "Yeah."  Then, "You
really didn't send those videos out, did you?"

"Nah," Joe replied.  "But I did make them, and they
are ready to go out to the whole school, not just the
girls.  If you think its bad enough that you would
never get another date with a girl, just imagine what
the guys will think?  I mean, your swim team buddies
will probably think it's hot.  You guys are all just
big fags anyway, but the football team, the baseball
team, the other guys.  I wonder how they will treat
you once they see the kinky shit you're into.  And
that scares the shit out of you doesn't it, fag boy?"

"Yes," Jason repeated.

"Tell me you're fag boy," Joe ordered.  He knew that
he was treading on new ground and wasn't sure exactly
where it would lead, but the idea excited him.  Having
Jason admit that on some level he was enjoying
everything that was happening was the biggest thrill
of all.

"I'm not," Jason replied.  No matter what he was
feeling inside, he wasn't about to admit something
that was not true.

Joe laughed.  He sat at the edge of the bed by Jason's
legs.  "I don't really care if you're a fag or not.
But I want to hear you tell me you are.  And if the
next words out of your mouth are not 'I'm a fag,' I
will leave you here, naked and tied on this bed while
I order all of your dvd's to be passed out to everyone
at school.  Now, once again, tell me you're a fag
boy."

Jason did not say anything at first.  He laid where he
was, considering what was going on.  He looked right
into Joe's eyes and realized for the first time that
Joe was stronger than he was at the moment and there
was nothing he could do about.

"come on," Joe coaxed.  "You know you want to.  You
want to say it to me, don't you?"

Jason continued laying there, not saying a word.  He
wondered about what had been going on in his life
lately.  He wondered about all the man on man sex he
had been involved in.  He wondered about the way he
thought about Alex.  He wondered about the humiliation
and how it had turned him on.  All of these things
continued to flood his mind.  Although he had doubts
about his sexuality, he did not see himself as a fag
boy.  He did not think that he was gay.  But the
humiliation of telling Joe that he was a fag boy was
what was turning him on.  The humiliation was
everything.  He found himself extremely close to
wanting to admit it.

"YOu want to tell me you're a fag boy, don't you
Jason?" Joe continued.  He kept looking Jason in the
eye and the tied up boy realized that he had lost his
alpha male status, perhaps for good.  Joe was the
alpha male here and that was not going to change.
Another throb passed through his hard cock.

Finally, Jason nodded.  He did want to tell Joe that,
even though he didn't believe it was true.  He needed
the humiliation it was going to cause him.

"Tell me you're a fag boy," Joe ordered again.

"I'm a cocksucking fag boy," Jason admitted while he
turned about four shades of red.  It wasn't true, and
he didn't believe it.  But when the words came out of
his mouth, his cock started going through convulsions
and an orgasm seemed unavoidable.