Date: Fri, 7 Nov 2003 21:08:40 +1100
From: iarwain <iarwain7@ains.net.au>
Subject: Cozzie Collection. Yellow.

Usual Disclaimer: If you are not 18 years old yet do not read.
If you are offended by male to male sexual content definitely do not read.
If the laws in your state or county forbid this type of material, do not read.

Otherwise enjoy the story and genuine comments will be appreciated.

The author retains copyright (2003) to this story.  Reproducing this
story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of
that copyright.

The Cozzie Collection is a group of stories which have the Speedo swimming
costume featured somewhere in them.

The name is derived from 'Aussie Cozzie' which was a description for
Speedos because of their frequent use at Australian swimming venues, in
particular the surf beaches.


Cozzie Collection. Yellow.

A twig snapped and Jarrad froze motionless as five pairs of eyes glanced in
his direction.  Oh hell!  No!  Don't let them see me please!  Four pairs of
eyes turned back to their own interests but, through the leaves, Jarrad saw
the last pair lock onto his.

"Hey!  What are you doing?"

Jarrad didn't answer in a vain hope the guy would think he'd been mistaken,
but now there were five sets of eyes staring at him again.  He felt panic
and wanted to run, but the only ways out of this nook in the coastal scrub
led down to the beach not far from the sheltered dune, and now there were
five guys walking towards him.  In seconds he was surrounded and they
didn't look very happy.

"What are you doing here?  Were you perving on us?"

"No!  I came up here for a leak!"

"You're lying!  Look at all marks in the sand.  Come on down and tell us
what you were doing!"

Jarrad moved away with them, but one noticed his day pack behind some
bushes.

"Hey!  You'd better bring your pack!  And if you weren't perving, what were
you doing?  Whale watching?"

He couldn't tell five nude guys that he'd been watching them for nearly
three quarters of an hour, and Jarrad's mind went so blank that he couldn't
think of an answer.  One of the guys held his arm and the other four were
standing close, listening to see what he said.  The big fair-haired one
laughed.

"Listen kid!  It's a rude to stare at people!  Especially when they don't
know you're there!"

"I'm not a kid!"

"Go on!  You only look about 16!"

"I'm 18!"

"I don't believe it!"

"Yes!  I've got my driving license!  I've even got my own car!"

"What's your name?"

"It's Jarrad!"

"Well Jarrad!  If you can't prove it I think we'll give you a spanking for
being a rude little boy!"

Horrified, Jarrad reached for his pack and unzipped the side pocket where
he had his license, then quickly showed it.  The big one looked it over.

"Well!  You are Jarrad, and you are 18!  Are you in a surf club or a
swimming team?"

"No!"

"You must be gay!"

"What?  No!  No way"

"Why are you wearing speedos then?  Only gay guys or old dudes wear them
nowadays!  Tell me why you were watching us?"

"I wasn't!  I was up there when you came along, then I got nervous about
coming out!"

"Why didn't you say that before?"

"I got scared with you all around me!"

"What are you doing down on the beach then?"

"I just came down for a swim and a read!"

The dark haired guy with strongly defined muscles looked interested.

"Oh!  What do you read?"

"Just novels!"

He looked a bit sceptical and Jarrad felt like fainting when he opened the
day pack.

"Hey!  John!  Look at this!  He reads all right!"

He held up the book for everyone to see.

'Adams Gay Readers -- Bouncing Bulges.'

John, the fair headed one, took the pack, looked inside at the various
objects and took out the small digital camera.

"Mike!  You know about these cameras!  Can you tell if he's been using it?"

"Sure that's easy!  I know this model!"

He switched it on then pressed the buttons to run through the latest shots
taken, then held the LCD screen up for everyone to see.

"Hey John!  I think he like you!  There's at least five shots of you and
all the rest of us are here too!"

Jarrad felt his arm grabbed and John was speaking again.

"Jarrad!  You haven't told us one true thing so far.  You do deserve that
spanking!"

Jarrad plucked up a bit of courage.

"You can't do that!  I'm leaving now and you guys can't stop me!"

In an instant the five guys gathered around him.

"Maybe we can't stop you Jarrad!  But you'll be leaving without your pack
and your nice, sexy yellow speedos."

"No!"

"Yes!  You can give them to us yourself or we'll take them off you!"

"Hey!  John!  That would be interesting!  Let him keep them if he can stop
one of us taking them off him for five minutes!"

"There you are Jarrad!  We're being kind to you already, after you told us
all those lies.  Who are you going to choose?"

Jarrad quickly chose the smallest one.  He did look very wiry, but the
other four were all bigger than him.  In moments there was a circle drawn
in the sand, about three metres across, and if he went outside it, except
by accident, he would lose the speedos anyway.  There was no room to dodge,
so it would all be close contact.  Jarrad was a bit surprised when they
started encouraging him and stirring the other guy, called Garry.

"Come on kid!  Give the Speedo snatcher a run for his money!"

John called out to start and Jarrad knew he'd lost as soon as they wrestled
a bit.  In 15 seconds flat he felt himself in a bear hug which he couldn't
get out of.  As he struggled, one of Garry's hands moved down his butt and
into his cleft.  Jarrad struggled madly to escape the intrusive hand, then
realised he'd actually helped the other guy, as his speedos slipped down
below his cheeks.  He knew it could only get worse, but he was still
embarrassed.  He grabbed frantically at the back of his speedos, only to
feel Garry's free hand move between them and slide inside the front of his
speedos.  He tried to pull away but the hand was right past his balls, and
it pressed on his speedos so that they went down past his hips.  Next he
felt his legs scythed from beneath, and Whoomp!  he was on his back, pinned
and unable to move, while Garry still had one hand free.  In a moment his
speedos were down to his knees, and then Garry swivelled round and pushed
his right foot down into the sand between Jarrad's legs.  He grinned at
Jarrad, who now couldn't pull his speedos up at all.

"Are they nice little eggs in the basket Jarrad?"

What was he talking about?  Garry's hands ran up Jarrad's legs, and as soon
as Jarrad realised the intent, he wriggled backwards to get away, and in
effect pulled his own speedos off.  There were cheers all-round as Garry
held the speedos up, and then Jarrad was the centre of attention.

"That was well done!  You kept trying the whole time Jarrad!  We all liked
that!  Now!  What are we going to do with you?"

Jarrad didn't answer because the tone of John's voice didn't expect it.

"I've decided that since we put on a show for you, you should put one on
for us!  Does that sound fair?"

"Ah!  I don't know!"

"Come on!  We expect you to be more definite than that!  You must agree
it's a good case of the punishment fitting the crime!"

"I suppose so!"

"So you do think it's fair?"

Jarrad was reluctant to answer but the pressure was strong and he knew he
had to.

"Yes!"

Big smiles went round the group and Jarrad actually felt encouraged by
them.

"That's better Jarrad!  You've finally given us an honest answer to an
awkward question.  That's what we expect, you know!  I've worked it out!
Our show for you must have been at least three quarters of an hour wasn't
it?"

"Yes!"

There are were nods and encouraging grins again.

"So the total amount of time for each of us works out to nearly four hours.
It's four o' clock now so your show will last till at least eight o'clock.
You'll even be able to have a meal with us and then you can have all your
things back.  Well!  Maybe we'll keep your speedos as a trophy!"

"No!  Please!  How would I get back to my car?  It's in the public car
park!"

"Well!  If you're honest with us, we won't keep them!"

This was both a relief and a worry.

"Let's get to know each other!  Will you have a drink with us?"

"Well I wouldn't mind, but I'm on P-plates so I wouldn't be able to drive
home!"

Jarrad's probational license meant that he had to have a zero alcohol level
if he was driving.

"Don't worry about that!  We'll look after you!  You do drink don't you?"

"Yes!  But not much because it goes to my head!"

A bottle of Southern comfort was opened and handed to Jarrad.

"Ah!  That's a bit strong for me!"

"Well we've opened it now, so we'll finish it!  Go on!"

Jarrad took a gulp and grimaced.  He thought it was horrible stuff,
especially straight like this.  John took the bottle and had a drink.

"So!  My name is John and I'm 23 years old.  I'm doing an honours degree in
psychology at university.  Nice to meet you Jarrad!"

The bottle was handed back and Jarrad had to have another gulp before
passing it to the next guy.

"I'm Garry!  I'm in my second year of physical education and I'm 21 years
old."

As each guy had his drink the bottle was handed back for Jarrad's turn.

"Hi Jarrad!  My name is Mike.  I'm 20 years old and I'm learning
photography."

"I'm Robert!  I'm 21 and I'm an apprentice electronics technician!"

"I'm Jake!  I'm 20 and I study music at Uni.  Hi Jarrad!"

By the time this was through there wasn't much left in the bottle, and
Jarrad had a hot feeling rushing through him.  He was impressed with these
guys.  They sounded pretty clever.

"It's your turn Jarrad!  Tell us about yourself!"

"My name is Jarrad and I'm 18 years old but nearly 19.  I'm in my first
year at technical College and I'm studying to be a sound engineer."

"Do you live at home?"

"No!  I'm sharing a flat with my friend Richard!"

"What sort of car do you have?"

"It's a Honda hatchback!"

"Are you gay?"

Jarrad hesitated because it felt funny to say it.

"Yes!"

"Why do you wear speedos?"

"Because I like the feel of them and they look good!"

Jarrad saw the little nods and smiles that meant they were pleased he was
telling the truth.  It wasn't that hard.  They already knew anyhow.

"Did you enjoy watching us?"

"Yes!"

"How do you know you were enjoying it?"

"I got a hard on!"

Oh my God!  Did I really say that?  What will they think now?

"Jarrad!  That's better!  We like you being honest!"

John stood up.

"In fact were so pleased we're going to give you a hug!"

Jarrad got a shock as John's strong arms pulled them close together.  In
disbelief he felt the pressure on his groin and the warmth and strength of
the body against him.  Wasn't he going to let go?  He did and dark haired
Robert took over.  These guys felt so strong.  The shock grew when Robert's
hands slid down his back and spread across his buttocks and pulled their
lower bodies tight together.  The flush on Jarrad's face grew and a
different kind of warmth started inside him.  Garry grabbed him next and
put one arm around his back to hold them together.  The other hand however
went between them.  Jarrad's eyes opened and he gasped and wriggled
desperately as he felt his balls being groped.

"Hey Jarrad!  They are a nice eggs in the basket!"

A grinning Garry left and Mike took over.  He went straight for the target
and grabbed hold of Jarrad's rapidly stiffening cock and didn't leave till
it was standing upright.  Jake was the last and Jarrad thought he was the
nicest looking of them all.  He hugged the same as Robert, cupping Jarrad's
buttocks and pulling their bodies hard together.  A finger worked its way
into Jarrad's cleft and then he jerked himself hard against Jake to escape
the probe at his back entrance.  After a couple more pokes, with the same
strong reaction, Jake left, and Jarrad was standing, the centre of
attention again with a full boner.  There was nowhere to turn and nowhere
to hide.

"Well Jarrad!  That's a nice show for as!  How did you like our hugs?"

Flustered Jarrad replied that they'd been a bit too much for him.

"Jarrad!  Do you think it's right to be dishonest?"

It was hard to think properly when you knew five people were staring at
your boner, but that was easy.

"No!"

"Should we punish you then?"

This took more thought.

"I guess so!"

"Do you want it to hurt?"

"No!  Of course not!"

John obviously took note of the worried look on Jarrad's face.

"Don't worry Jarrad!  Once we get this over with we can all relax and just
have fun."

Fun?  Jarrad didn't know what to think.  That drink had been too strong for
him.

"Right!  Jarrad kneel down on all fours.  I'm going to sit on your back, so
you can take me for a little ride."

Jarrad felt John's weight on him.  He was sitting, facing backwards,
supporting himself with his hands on Jarrad's backside.

"Okay!  Giddap Jarrad!"

Jarrad felt ridiculous.  This was a strange punishment and definitely
unexpected.  Was that it?

Whack!  Well more of a slap really!  He felt a smack on his backside.  It
stung slightly but could be better described as uncomfortable rather than
painful.

Slap!  Slap!  Slowly round the circle Jarrad had to crawl, while everyone
had a ride and a turn at giving him his spanking.  Jake pretended he was
playing bongo drums but the others were straightforward.  Jarrad's backside
felt warm at the end of it all and he knew it must be rosy red, but true to
Jake's Word it hadn't really hurt.  Jake said they were so pleased that he
hadn't complained once, that he deserved hugs all around again.  After
being squeezed, caressed, groped and prodded again, he was once again
flustered and straining rigid.  They all sat down and it was time for
another talk.

"How were the hugs that time?"

Hugs?  Is that what they called them?

"They embarrass me John!"

"You get a boner very easily don't you?"

"Yes!"

"Which one of us would you most like to see with a boner?"

Jarrad worried about his answer.

"Ah!  Jake!"

"Are you game to give him one?"

"No!"

"What about your flatmate?  Is he gay?"

"Richard!  No!  I don't think so!"

John reached into one of their packs, took out some tobacco stuff, and
rolled a couple of thin cigarettes.

"Is he good-looking?"

"Yes!"

John lit one of the cigarettes, took a puff then handed it to Jarrad.

"I don't smoke John!"

" These aren't nicotine Jarrad!  They'll make you feel good!"

Jarrad had never tried marijuana.  He was curious about it and just at the
moment he couldn't see why he shouldn't go ahead.

"Have you known Richard for long?"

"Yes!  For years!  He's a family friend!"

The cigarettes did the same trick as the drink and went back and forth from
Jarrad to all the others.

"Have you ever done anything with him?"

"What do you mean?"

"Any sex stuff?"

"No!"

"But you'd like to wouldn't you?"

"Yes!"

Jake showed Jarrad how to breathe the smoke in and hold it for awhile,
before breathing out again.  The questions kept going and Jarrad just
relaxed and eventually answered anything they asked without worrying about
it.

"Do you jerk off much Jarrad?  I'll bet you do!"

"Yes!"

"It feels great doesn't it?"

"It's terrific!"

"Would you do it for us?"

"Do I have to?"

"Well you have to put on a show for us!"

"Yes!  I do don't I?"

"What about we give you another hug?  Would you like that?"

"Yes!  I think so!"

"And will you show us how you beat off after that?"

"Okay!"

In a fuzzy relaxed way Jarrad wondered if he'd said that.  He replayed it
in his mind.  Yes!  Oh well!"

The hugs didn't seem to last as long this time and Jarrad wished they'd
kept going.  Mike's hand had felt so good and he liked the way his balls
twitched when Garry held them.  John asked him again how he liked the hugs.

"They were good but they went too quickly this time!"

Jarrad laughed as he thought of Garry and the eggs.

"Hey Garry!  How were the eggs in the basket this time?"

He saw everyone else laugh and thought to himself that these guys were
pretty friendly really, even if they did scare him at the start.  They all
sat round him in the circle now and it wasn't so bad with them all looking
at him.

"Okay Jarrad!  You promised to show us how you beat off!  We might learn
something from you!"

"You might too!  Will I do it fast or slow?"

"Slow!  You can show us more tricks that way!"

For 10 minutes Jarrad showed some of his techniques and it looked like
everyone was enjoying it but then he felt like he couldn't go slow anymore.

"I'll have to finish myself now John!  It feels so good I won't be able to
stop if I do anything else!"

"Leave yourself alone for awhile then Jarrad!  It's too soon yet!  I'll
tell you what though!  Why don't you help Jake get a boner?  You said you'd
like to see it!"

"I've never done that before!  He mightn't like it!"

"What never?  Not with anyone?"

"No!"

"You'd like to try though wouldn't you?"

"Yes!"

"Jake?  Would you like Jarrad to give you a boner?"

Jake agreed with this but he wanted Jarrad to stand behind him and reached
his hands round in front, because it felt friendly that way.  It did too,
and it wasn't long before Jake had a good boner, but Jarrad didn't get a
chance to cool down because they kept pressing against each other all time.
Jarrad loved the feel of Jake's boner and everyone encouraged him to keep
playing with it, but eventually he had to stop because the others all
wanted a turn.  Jarrad had to try his techniques on all of them now, and he
enjoyed that, but they kept holding him and feeling his balls and he got
hotter instead of cooling down.

"John!  I couldn't cool down!  I have to finish!"

"Okay Jarrad!  Put on a good show for us!"

Jarrad took himself in hand and put on the best show he could.  He kept
turning in different directions to show everyone what he was doing and knew
they were all pleased because they were laughing and telling him to go for
it.  When he spurted all over the place his legs collapsed on him and he
heard cheers from all round.  John picked him up.

"That was the greatest show Jarrad!  How are you feeling?"

"Tired!"

They really looked after him then, laying him down on a towel and even
putting a small cushion under his head.



The next thing Jarrad heard was the sound of the sea and some shouting in
the distance, and when he opened his eyes he saw Garry lying on a towel
next to him.

"Hi Sunshine!  How are you feeling now?"

Jarrad tried to clear his head but it didn't work.

"A bit strange!"

"Come on!  We'll go for a walk first!"

They walked 100 metres down the beach and back, and then joined the others
in the water.  It felt funny because they were all concerned about how he
felt.  The water was great and before long he started to feel much better.
He had to come to terms with the fact that he was nude and surrounded by
other guys in the same condition, but he didn't really have much time to
think about it.  He was standing ready to jump through a wave went
something grabbed his balls.  He yelled and leapt in the air.  When he
looked round he couldn't help gasping in relief.

"Garry!  You frightened hell out of me!  I thought it was an octopus or
something!"

For about a quarter of an hour they mucked around, diving through the
waves, wrestling and trying to tip each other over.  Jarrad found that his
balls were a kind of target and he wondered if they had a game to see you
could grope him the most.  He started to do the same back eventually, and
John told him that was better.  When they got out and dried off they sat in
the circle again and Jarrad had to stand in the centre.

"You were asleep for almost an hour Jarrad, but we're letting you off
because it was our fault!  We went to bit overboard with the alcohol and
marijuana and you were really out of it for a while there!  You had a good
time though!  Do you remember it?"

Jarrad had confused images of boner's and himself beating off.

"Sort of!  But not too well!"

Mike produced a digital camera, better than Jarrad's, and showed him
pictures of himself and explained what he'd been doing.

"We'll e-mail you copies of them next week!"

John produced the book from Jarrad's day pack.

"What's the story in this about?"

"It starts off with guys in speedos jogging along the beach but there isn't
any story really!"

"Okay!  Find one of your favourite bits and read it to us!"

Jarrad thought quickly, turned to the third chapter and was about to read
when John stopped him.

"How come you didn't turned to the pages with a corner turned down?"

"Ah!  I didn't want to read them!"

"Why not?"

"They've got stuff I'm embarrassed to read!"

"What stuff?"

You couldn't get past John.  This was as bad as reading it.

"Well!  Sucking and um!  Guys going inside each other!"

"So those things get you excited?"

"Yes!"

"You weren't honest with us about the pages then were you?"

"Yes!  I really do like this part John!  That's how I knew where it was!"

"Okay!  I believe you this time!  Start reading it for us!"

As Jarrad held the book up John moved behind him, slipped his arms round
and slowly started caressing his stomach and lower abdomen.

-Chris rinsed the soap out of his hair and watched the other guy turn the
next shower on.

Jarrad felt John's hand running through his hair.

-Hi I'm skip!  You're new aren't you?-

-Hi!  I'm Chris!  Yes!  I've just started!

-You're tanned all over!  Do you sun bake in the nude?

Chris mumbled a yes.  He was disconcerted because Skip was staring straight
at him.  Suddenly Skip's hand shot out and Chris gasped as he was held
tight.

Jarrad felt John's hand moved down to hold him.  Oh my God! Was he going to
follow the actions in the story?

-Skip laughed.  Quick on the trigger too!- -Chris wanted to move as the
hand squeezed his thickening member

"Oooh!"

Jarrad gasped as John's hand worked back and forth.

-but somehow he was frozen on the spot.  -Skip's other hand moved to
massage his balls and soon Chris was groaning.

Oh!  Jarrad felt John's other hand follow the script.

-Chris lost himself in lust and for several minutes he thrust excitedly
into Skip's hand.

John murmured into Jarrad's ear.

"You have to follow the story too!  Two minutes of thrusting!"

Jarrad got harder and harder as he pushed into John's hand.

-Skip's hand disappeared and Chris wondered what was wrong.

-You have to do me too Chris!

-Chris's hand reached forward tentatively for Skip's glistening rod and
they resumed their duet of passion.

John moved in front of Jarrad who very tentatively, reached to hold the rod
he could see rising towards him.

-Chris and Skip turned to the wall at the sound of the shower room door
opening.

"Ah!  That's the end of that bit John!"

There was great applause from the four watchers and then John told Jarrad
to take a bow.

"Go on Jarrad!  It's your show and it's you they're pleased with!"

Jarrad took the bow with some embarrassment and listened to calls of Encore
and More! More!

"They're ready for another act Jarrad!  Will we do another section from the
book?"

He laughed at the look on Jarrad's face.

"Don't worry, I've thought off a different one!"

John went over to Mike, and Jarrad listened to the murmur of their voices
and watched as Mike nodded and started grinning.  John returned and slipped
his arm round Jarrad's waist in a kind of comforting gesture.

"Well gentlemen, the Star of our show is about to present his next act.
He's helped by Mike as the narrator and me as his supporting actor.  Are
you ready Jarrad?"

"I think so!"

"Don't worry!  Just do what he says and it will be easy!"

-Nervously the young man stared at the powerful stranger in front of him.
Moments before, his yellow speedos had been stripped forcefully from his
body, and he moved his hands to cover his nakedness.

Jarrad moved his hands.  So far this wasn't acting.  It was exactly how he
felt.

-This wasn't allowed and he heard the command hands behind your head!

Jarrad jumped and automatically put his hands behind his head as John
forcefully repeated the order.

-For several minutes, strong hands traced and examined every part of the
young man's body, one lingering round the ample package and the other
roving widely.

Jarrad quivered at the sensations running through him as John's hands moved
as directed.

-Slowly he admitted his subconscious yearnings and extended a questioning
hand.

Jarrad did this, and at a nod from John, imitated the caressing and
fondling.  Mike didn't say anything, and waited till John was erect, before
continuing.

--Learn this!  The stranger commanded and knelt before the young man.  A
hand circled his balls and pulled them firmly down.

Jarrad felt John's hand do the task then he gasped in shock as a warm moist
mouth covered his cock.

-The young man learnt tongue movements, and how to suck and be careful with
his teeth, before the blond stranger stood again.

-Show me how well you learned!

Jarrad jumped again as John repeated the words.  Did he really mean it?
Yes!  There was a forceful nod.  Jarrad knelt apprehensively then reached a
hand for John's balls.  It was a strange and exciting feeling as he
gingerly took them the same way John had taken his.  They were very large
and Jarrad was surprised at how soft and smooth they felt.  He tugged
gently and looked up at the sound of John's voice.

"Oh yes!  That's nice Jarrad!"

Jarrad felt another kind of excitement rush through him as he understood
that he had the power to make John feel good.  It was his first real
experience of sex as a two-way thing.  John's hands rested on Jarrad's head
for a moment and there was another surge of nervousness as he thought of
the action now expected.  He tugged a few more times and watched the rod in
front of his eyes bob up and down, then in actuality as well as in his
mind, took the plunge.  For a few minutes he took in the new sensations,
then started trying the things John had shown him.  He soon had John making
some moaning sounds, and suddenly this was great.  He had fun trying to get
more moans of pleasure and started to experiment.  In his porn books it
always talked about cocks being rammed deeply till the person felt like
gagging, but there was none of this with John, who let Jarrad take the
initiative.  When John started making involuntary pushing movements Jarrad
went to move his head back.  He hadn't thought as far as having come in his
mouth but then he had no choice because John's hands turned to iron groups.
Jarrad heard a strained voice.

"Keep sucking till I let you go Jarrad!  That will make it best for me!"

John's balls came alive and Jarrad relaxed his grip on them as they
tightened strongly.  Juice pumped into his mouth and for an instant he did
nothing till John's demand came back to him.  His mouth cleared and he
started sucking gently again till John softened and his head was released.
John pulled Jarrad to his feet and held their bodies together.

"I'll tell you guys!  That was something else!
 He deserves a round of hugs again while I recover a bit!"

The full force of the hugs hit Jarrad but soon John took charge again.

"I'm going to repay that last act Jarrad!  But not today because we've got
bigger things planned for you."

Bigger things?  What did he mean?  And not today?

"You must be feeling randy Jarrad?"

"Um!  Yes!"

"Tell us more about Richard!  Is he intelligent?"

"Yes!  He's very clever!"

"What sort of person is he?  Kind?  Snobby?  Bossy?  What?"

"He's really nice!  His kind of gentle but he gets worked up over things!"

"Can you trust him?"

"Always!"

"Why haven't you told him you're gay?"

"I don't want to take the chance I might lose him.  He's the only close
friend I've got!"

"Do you do many things together?"

"All the time!  Now that I've got my car we've got lots of trips and
holidays planned!"

"He already knows!"

"What?"

"He already knows you're gay!  You couldn't live together and do so much
stuff without him realising.  It sounds like he's so sensitive he just
wouldn't ask you.  Anyhow we'll talk about him later.  You've still got two
more shows for us.  Do you fancy any of us besides Jake?"

Jarrad nodded.

"Hey!  More information than that!"

"Well!  All of you!"

This got laughs and grins all around.

"He's not a two-time John!  He's a five timer!"

"I think he's a six timer Mike!

"Lie down on this towel Jarrad!  Jake wants to help you with your next two
shows.  He's very pleased that you fancy him!"

Jarrad stretched out on the towel wondering what was going to happen and
instantly Jake was on top of him.  It felt kind of like a hug but there was
more pressure as chest touched chest, stomach touched stomach, and groin
rubbed against groin.  Jake made pumping movements and grinned at him face
to face.

"Come on Jarrad!  Do the same back to me!  You like it don't you?"

Jarrad nodded his assent.  Oh my God!  Their cocks were touching and their
balls were pressing together.  This was really happening and Jake's muscles
felt so strong and his skin so smooth.  As soon as they were both hard Jake
sat on Jarrad thighs, held their cocks together and kept playing with them.
Jarrad gasped as he squeezed the two helmets together.

"Two heads are better than one!  Hey Jarrad!"

He took the tube from John, sneered some slippery cream round Jarrad's cock
then worked it a couple of times.

"How does that feel?  Do you want me a keep going?"

"God!  Yes!"

"No!  I've got something better!"

Jake came up on his knees and shuffled forward.  He guided Jarrad's cock at
the right angle and slowly settled himself down on it.  Was this really
happening?  Jarrad could hardly keep up as new sensations rushed through
him.  Jake saw the look on Jarrad's face.

"It feels that good does it?  Well it's your show Jarrad, and it's up to
you from now on, but my rule says it doesn't finish for at least 15
minutes!"

Jarrad wondered if he'd manage it.  The way he felt now would let him come
whenever he wanted to.  Jarrad made a few exploratory movements and felt
the wonderful pressure of the flesh round him.  He'd have to take this very
slowly.  He moved cautiously till Jake told him not to worry.

"I've had plenty of experience Jarrad!  You won't hurt me!"

Jarrad had just reached the stage where the newness of the situation had
worn off when Jake moved forward and separated them.

"Is that it?"

Jake laughed again.

"Change of position Jarrad!  You're too cramped like that and we want more
action!"

Jake moved to an all fours kneeling position and Jarrad felt very uncertain
again.  Garry came forward and helped guide him in, which felt strange, and
a bit embarrassing.  But as soon as he was moving again it was all right
and he started steadily pumping in and out.

"Jarrad!  Can you work my cock too?  It's better for me that way!"

Jarrad felt embarrassed.  Just as with John, he realised this was a two-way
thing and he'd only thought of himself.  A shock ran through him as a hand
stung his backside with a great whack,
 and he saw John laughing.

"The shows too slow Jarrad!  Faster or it's another whack!"

Jarrad picked up speed and heard the comments.

"That's better!  Ride him!"

Thank goodness they'd used more of the cream when they changed position.
Whack!  Another shock.

"Slam it Jarrad!  He loves it rough!  And don't slow down!"

Jarrad moved faster and harder, pumping as fast as his muscles would let
him till his cock took control and carried him to a last frenzied effort.
 He yelled and released himself until the spasms in his loins subsided.  He
slumped exhausted against Jake then saw the others looking at him.

"Well!  We've got a cowboy in our midst!  That was some show again!  How
are you feeling Jarrad?  Ready to cool off and cleanup?"

They headed for the water and for 15 or 20 minutes they dived through the
waves and mucked around.  Jarrad stayed near Jake.  He felt a kind of bond
because of what they'd done.  Just before they got out everyone decided to
have a piggyback fight and Jarrad quickly jumped onto Jake's back.  No one
won because as soon as one pair got pushed over they pulled the others down
with them.  Jarrad couldn't understand the way they had no inhibitions
about their actions with each other but joined in to try and match their
pattern.

"Stay on my back Jarrad!  I'll carry you out!"

"I hope I didn't hurt you Jake!  John made me go so hard at the end!"

"No!  It doesn't hurt at all!  But you'll find out for yourself because
it's your turn now!"

Did he mean -- --?  Jarrad went totally quiet and when he let him down Jake
saw his troubled look.

"We'll have a talk about it Jarrad!"

They all sat down and John took over.

"It's time for your last show Jarrad and we're giving you a choice this
time.  You'll have to be very honest before you go ahead.  You haven't done
anything so far that you didn't really want to, but how do you feel about
paying Jake back?  I think you're interested in finding out what it's like,
but you're the only one who can really know that.  Are you interested?"

"I don't think I want to!"

"Why is that?"

"Well I do want to, but all books I've read say it's very painful!"

"How would you feel about having a try if Jake promised not to hurt you?
He would stop anytime you wanted him to!"

"It's very scary!"

"Well tell me this then!  Is there anything you've done today that you
haven't enjoyed?"

"Not really!"

"What about your spanking?  "

Jarrad didn't quite want to answer this one.

"It felt strange but I sort of like it!"

"So it gave you a boner did it?"

"Yes!"

John laughed.

"I'll have to spank you some more then!  Jarrad!  I'm sure you would like
this too!  I know Jake would!"

Jarrad found himself nodding, half wishing he hadn't and half pleased with
himself because he had.  Jake sat down on the large towel and got Jarrad to
sit in front of him between his legs.  He pulled him back against him and
wrapped his arms round in front.  For a while he played with Jarrad's
nipples and traced his hands over his stomach.

"Does that feel nice Jarrad?"

"Yes!"  Jake's left hand wandered down to Jarrad's crotch and lightly
started playing.
 He laughed a little.

"You're bulge has been bouncing a lot today hasn't it?"

Jake right hand went between their bodies and Jarrad jumped as he felt a
finger moving near his back entrance.

"It's alright Jarrad!  It will be very strange at the start but I bet
you'll like it.  Nearly everyone does, they just never find out."

Jarrad felt very uneasy as the finger touched and tickled, and wriggled
backwards and forwards.  Jake's left hand started playing with Jarrad's
cock now, squeezing the staff and rubbing his thumb across the top of the
helmet.  Jarrad started stiffening and all the actions kept going till he
suddenly realised it did feel all right.  So slowly that it was hardly
noticeable, the finger worked its way inward, never stopping its constant
movement.

"How are you going Jarrad?  It's not hurting is it?"

"No!  Not at all!"

"Tell me what this is like!"

Jake's finger probed round and pressed on Jarrad, who gasped a little.

"What are you doing?"

"That's your special spot!  Did it feel good?"

That was an understatement.  Jake pressed again and Jarrad felt his cock
tighten and his groin clench involuntarily.  There was nothing scary so far
and the last bit was a totally new experience.  Jake pulled his finger out
and Jarrad watched him pick up the tube of cream he'd used before.  He took
the cap off and Jarrad had to rock forward.  The nozzle was inserted in his
backside, squeezed, and Jake started again but with two fingers.  He did
the same slow process, but this time he gently stretched sideways as well.

"How are you feeling?"

"Pretty weird!"

"It's not hurting is it?"

"No!"

"Do you want to keep going?"

"Yes!"

"Okay!  Up on all fours!"

There was no pain and Jake was very gentle.  He moved slowly and held
Jarrad's cock the whole time, keeping it stimulated.  When he started
pressing against Jarrad special spot, Jarrad pushed back to try and
intensify the feeling, and soon they were moving to mutually pleasure
themself and each other.  He saw Mike using the camera and when the others
all came closer he realised they were watching him carefully.  They went
out of his mind though, because he was totally focused on what was
happening to him.
 Jake started to jack on Jarrad's cock much faster now.

"Come on Jarrad!  Go for it!  I'm ready but I want you to go first!"

Jarrad pushed himself back against Jake then forward into his hand as fast
as their rhythm would let him, till he lost himself as he spurted onto the
towel.  He was conscious of Jake ramming into him but that stopped too and
then Jake just held him very tightly for awhile.  When Jake stood up he
pulled Jarrad up with him as well, then took him into the water so they
could wash themselves clean.  As they walked up the beach he gave Jarrad a
quick sideways hug.

"Thanks Jarrad!  That was terrific!  I think you're a bit of a stud!"

Jarrad grinned and couldn't help feeling very pleased with himself.  John
made him stand in the middle while the rest sat in a circle.

"Okay everyone!  The show's over but the curtains not down.  Feast your
eyes on this brave young man.  Everyone of us is very impressed with you
Jarrad.  It took a great deal of courage to be as honest as you were today
and especially in front of so many of us for such personal things.  Your
time isn't up yet, so you'll have to stick with us while we shout you to a
meal, during which we'll celebrate with a nice bottle of wine.  Don't
worry!  We'll share it properly this time.  Since you won't be able to
drive, Mike is going to have you in his bed tonight.  Next week!  You and
Richard will be coming over for a night's entertainment.  No!  Don't panic!
We'll play it really cool!  We've decided we want to keep your yellow
speedos in honour of your special show, but that's up to you.  You can have
them back when we get home if you really want them.  We all expect you to
be a regular visitor and we all want to say thanks for the show!"

As Jarrad received another round of those interesting hugs he wondered if
the show really was over.  It felt more like it was just beginning.


The End.

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