Date: Mon, 25 Apr 2016 11:44:08 -1000
From: Mark Dross <stateofblues@gmail.com>
Subject: Loving Conor - Chapter 2

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fantasies. The story contains graphic scenes of bisexual and homosexual
sex, in which the characters do not use condoms. I do not promote or
condone unsafe sex, but in my story there are no sexually transmitted
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Loving Conor - Chapter 2

I sat in a daze as I watched Conor leave the room. In truth, it was
probably best that I had a moment to think before continuing what we had
started. I had come very close to kissing someone 22 years my junior... and
that someone just happened to be Jim's godson. However, it was Jim that
told me "It's not the 80's anymore." and I would be willing to bet that Jim
had his fair share of Spring Breakers in that Red Room. I had thought that
our age difference would be a deal breaker, but Conor obviously didn't
mind. I couldn't deny that I wanted to kiss Conor, or that I wanted every
inch of his body. I also couldn't deny something I knew the moment I first
saw him... I couldn't deny how easy it would be to fall for Conor.

I got up and cleared our plates and glasses from the table, resolving to
roll the dice and let the chips fall where they may. It wasn't long before
Conor came back in ahead of a line of the Spring Break guests. Conor
introduced Samantha, who said, "Oh, you're the guy who wins awards mixing
drinks. I can't wait to see what you've got!" looking at my crotch as she
finished the sentence. I smiled and said, "Well, I'll let you be the
judge. It's been awhile." regretting the accidental double meaning as soon
as it left my lips. I did enjoy mixing, and would have been more than
excited about being a part of the evening entertainment, were it not for
thoughts of Conor filling every corner of my mind. The guests lined up and
grabbed food and drinks, then sat around the tables to eat. Conor checked
everyone off the guest list, collected car keys, then headed back towards
the door, grabbing my wrist and pulling me with him.

As he led me along, Conor said, "We need to talk about tonight's event, and
I should show you around the bar." Once we were behind the bar, Conor
asked, "What did Jim tell you about game night?" I replied, "He didn't have
time to tell me anything." Conor said "Well, basically tonight's game is an
adult version of spin the bottle. People spin a wheel that lands on a
color, then they draw a color card and do what it says. The game tends to
get progressively more x-rated as it goes on." I asked Conor "Are you going
to play?" Conor replied, "Actually, I was hoping to help you behind the
bar... if you don't mind." I smiled at Conor, and said "I would like that
very much."

Conor showed me where to find everything I needed behind the bar. Jim
seemed to spare no expense in setting it up, and I was impressed. I pulled
some lemons, limes, and other fruit from a small refrigerator and started
slicing as Conor set the game up for the evening. It wasn't long before I
had my first customers; Samantha, and her boyfriend, Tom. While I was
mixing their drinks, Samantha said "So, you're Jim's cousin. He told us
your were coming, but neglected to say how hot you are." Samantha looked
over the bar at my crotch again and said, "Please tell me you're playing
the game tonight. If that bulge is any indication of what you're packing in
there, I call dibs!" I was taken back a little, but even more so when Tom
said, "I'll bet it's at least eight inches." then he licked his lips. More
people filtered into the room and up to the bar, saving me from answering
the question about the game, or the size of my dick. I was thinking about
how intense the night was already, when the lights went out, causing the
room to go silent.

I thought we had a blackout until Conor's voice blaired over the sound
system, "Let's get this party started!" lasers lit the room, bouncing
around on the walls and floor as the music began. Then, everyone yelled and
went into a dancing frenzy, not seeming to be dancing with anyone in
particular. The music intensified, and a strobe light kicked on. Long hair
and various articles of clothing hung in the air in the freeze frame effect
of the strobe. Girls were lifting their shirts and guys dropping their
pants, revealing nicely shaped tits and flailing cocks. A short time later
everything went black and silent again, and Conor's voice boomed, "It's
game time!" and cheers filled the room once more.

Conor brought the lights up slow, and everyone found a seat. Conor then
passed a hat around, and the players picked a small piece of paper from
it. Tom held his paper up with the number "1" printed on it, saying, "I go
first, suckas!" Conor came back behind the bar and stood beside me again,
then explained what was happening. Apparently, the person taking their turn
spun a dial which would stop on a green, yellow, or red color slot, then
choose another person who had to draw the corresponding color card and do
whatever it said. The green tasks were fairly tame and took up the most
slots on the wheel, prompting the chooser for things like revealing a dirty
secret or kissing someone. There were less yellow slots which always
included some nudity, and only one red slot, which meant acting out an
x-rated task. Some of the cards had two choices in case the person was male
or female. Tom flicked the dial, and it landed on yellow, then he declared
he would pick one of the newbies of the group. Tom pointed to a petite
redheaded girl and said, "Pick a yellow, Mariah." Mariah seemed a bit
unsure, but picked a card. Samantha said, "Tell us what it says, sweety."
Mariah read the card aloud, "Remove all of your clothes, then get on your
hands and knees over the spinning wheel until the next person starts their
task." Everyone cheered and chanted, "Take it off, take it off!" Conor
started a stripteese type song, and Mariah took the queue and danced while
she stripped her clothes off, then got on all fours over the color
wheel. Mariah was cute, and had a nice little body with medium sized tits
and well trimmed bush. I knew then that this was going to be one crazy
night.

As the game went on, everyone was ordering drinks and getting loose. Most
people were drawing green colored cards, and had to reveal their sexual
fantasies and vices, but there were plenty of yellow cards drawn and lots
of eye candy to see. At one point, one of the girls got on top of the bar,
pulled her skirt up, and panties down, showing off her pussy to
everyone. It wasn't in the card, but she slipped her fingers in and slammed
them in and out of her wet pussy until she came. I had a front row seat,
and Conor stood next to me to watch the show. I whispered in his ear, "I
don't know how much more of this I can take. I'm getting a bad case of blue
balls." Conor grabbed the bulge in his shorts and said, "I know what you
mean."

On the next turn, it happened... a girl named Tanya landed on red, and
picked her boyfriend, Rick, to draw. Rick pulled the card and said, "Oh
shit!" He didn't read the card out loud, but handed it to Tanya. Everyone
yelled, "What does it say? You gotta do it!" Tanya flashed a wicked smile
at Rick, and read the card out loud, "Find the biggest cock in the room and
suck it until it explodes in your mouth." Rick shook his head, then said,
"Well, I guess there's a first time for everything." Tom said "Whip `em
out, boys!" Conor dimmed the lights and played funky sounding music like
you hear in so many porn flicks. All the guys stood up and pulled their
dicks out, and several people took up the task of ensuring the cocks were
all rock hard. It became obvious very quickly who was getting their cock
sucked by Rick; a new guy named Rob, who struggled to pull his cock out and
finally just dropped his pants. Rob's monster cock flipped up and smacked
him in the stomach with a loud slap as it left his waistband. Everyone
gasped... especially Rick. Conor grabbed a measuring tape and laid it out
on Rob's cock. "Nine and a half long, and very thick." Rob was fit, but not
a big guy, making his already huge dick look even bigger. Tanya pushed Rick
over to Rob, saying "On your knees boyfriend!" Rob smiled and said,
"Mmmmm... open up, cutie!" I had to agree with Rob. Rick had jet black hair
and dark eyes, with a swimmer's build, and he was very cute. Tanya grabbed
Rick's neck with one hand, and Rob's cock with the other, pushing them
together. Rick relented and opened his mouth, taking in as much cock as he
could handle. Rob started off slow, then proceed to fuck Rick's mouth
hard. Rick was trying his best not to choke on the monster dick, and I was
trying my best not to pass out from all the blood going to my cock... then
I felt Conor's hand wrap around my waist, and his body press against mine
from behind. Conor whispered, "The game is over, but the real fun is just
getting started."

I felt Conor's sweet lips as he kissed the back of my neck, and I almost
went to my knees. I closed my eyes, forgetting about everyone but the man
behind me. As Conor continued to kiss my neck, I could feel the slight
stubble on his chin, the warmth of his breath, and the moistness of his
tongue. Conor worked his way up my neck, then took my earlobe between his
teeth and gently bit down. I let out an involuntary moan and found it hard
to get any air back in my lungs. The sounds around me were fading, and I
felt like I was dreaming... then, I heard Rob yell, "I'm gonna cummm ahh
fuckkk!" I managed to gain a foothold on space and time again, and opened
my eyes in time to see Rick's mouth overflow with Rob's cum. Then, Rob
pulled his cock out and finished off, shooting at least six hot blasts all
over Rick's face. The crowd was chanting "Cum, cum, cum!" and Tanya was
cheering the loudest. As soon as the show was over, Conor pressed some
buttons on a remote, causing the room to revert back to rave mode. Clothes
started flying everywhere, and various sex scenes filled the room as the
strobe light flashed. Tom yelled, "Red room!" and a number of people took
off running, but the object of my desire had his arm around me.

I turned in Conor's grasp so I could kiss his sweet lips, stopping briefly
to look again at his beautiful face framed in flashes by the strobe
light. As our lips and tongues met, my knees went weak and an intense
feeling of electric shock seemed to flow between us. I was completely lost
to the moment and to this young man in my arms. I had no idea how long we
had been kissing, and I had no intention of stopping when I heard a voice
behind me, "I would like to order two drinks and one bartender to go,
please." Conor broke our kiss, looked over my shoulder and said, "Sorry,
Sam, but the bartender is already taken. Feel free to help yourself to the
drinks, though." Sam said, "Conor? Oh, sorry. I didn't see you back there."
Conor winked at Sam, then whispered to me, "Would you like to go to my
room?" I nodded yes, knowing Conor would hear the desperation in my voice
if I spoke the word.

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If you have read this far, thank you. I hope you enjoy reading my story as
much as I have enjoyed writing it. Stay tuned for Chapter 3, in which we
catch a glimpse of where things are going with Brandon and Conor.