Date: Sat, 23 Jun 2007 09:25:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: kevin Donovan <letsgonaked2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: the association, chapter 21, gay male college

THE ASSOCIATION

CHAPTER 21

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PROSTITUTION

	"Well, buds, we're dipping the stick for cash now, even if it is
for a good cause.  I guess that makes us a bunch of ole ho's."

	It was William who made that wry observation.

	"At least we're high priced ones," retorted Brendan.  "But don't
forget, we'll be on the receiving end of some of those dip-sticks, stud.
How many guys did James say would be on the prowl for us?"

	"Only a 'few dozen,'" laughed Patrick.  "What the fuck does that
mean?"

	"It means we have to take care of, say, four to six guys each,"
reasoned Dennis.  "That isn't so bad.  And remember, most of them will be
fun, and any of them could be pretty helpful to each of us in the future.
If they remember us fondly, that is!"

	William was making a sour face.  "I don't know if I can take four
up the chute.  I mean, I like it sometimes, if I'm in the mood and all, but
just to bend over and take it, that ain't my thing."

	"Stick with me, then, Sugar," consoled Patrick.  "I'll take your
share backside, and you can be the stud dog."

	William rumpled his partner's hair, which by now had a couple of
inches' growth on it, and grinned.  "I knew I could count on you."

	We had to rotate, two at a time, in the showers available to us,
but we washed one another as thoroughly as we could to prep for our coming
night's revels.  It was midnight before James returned to let us know that
the crowd had left, except for the Members.  We were ready to Rock 'n Roll.

	Nicholas and I, of course, would stick together.  All eight of us,
though, trooped down the stairs and out onto the large terrace, where we
saw at least a dozen naked men waiting, most sipping drinks.  There was a
uniformed barman on the periphery of the pavement.  I, for one, was ready
for a little refreshment.  I sidled over and ordered a single-malt.  Might
as well take advantage of Franco's hospitality, I reasoned.  Nicholas,
grinning, requested the same.

	While the pouring was underway, and the first couple of sips, I
casually checked out the scene.  The guys I saw were in their 30's and 40's
mostly, with maybe a couple past 50, but all looking damn fit.  Of course,
to us eighteen-year-olds, they looked ancient.  As others of the slaves
also ordered drinks, we broke from the group and sauntered out among the
men we were assigned to frolic with.  I could see Patrick and William, then
Brendan and Peter, drifting out, too.  Three older guys moved over to greet
me and Nicholas.

	We were so used to being naked, that aspect didn't affect us in the
least.  We picked right up on easy cocktail-party conversation as if
standing naked and sipping drinks with nude strangers was the most natural
thing in the world for us-it was.  All the training we had gotten in all
kinds of social situations came to the fore as well.  We found it simple
and easy to slide right into comfortable social chat.  I realized with a
bit of a jolt that we had matured amazingly in an astonishingly short time.
We were no longer your ordinary rising college sophomores.

	Our new acquaintances were Gerald, Alexander, and Nicolai, who no
doubt would be Jerry, Alex, and Nick in the outside world.  All three were
handsome and polished specimens of manhood.

	Gerald was an investment banker, maybe forty-five years old.  Yeah,
my dad's age, I realized with a twinge of chagrin.  But damn, this guy was
pretty hot, though more than twice my age.  He stood six feet tall, and he
had deep auburn hair, fashionably trimmed.  His gold-framed glasses made me
want some just like them even though I don't need glasses for vision.  The
teeth were standard Association issue: flawless.  His best facial feature,
set off by the glasses, was his clear, blue eyes.  But he had a strong,
manly jaw and a highly kissable mouth, too.  A good-natured, slightly
cynical smile attracted me to Gerald right away.  He gave me occasional
knowing, in-on-the-joke looks: "I'm going to be fucking your ass shortly,"
they seemed to say.  I felt my eyebrows lift in a, "so what are we waiting
for, sexy," sort of flirtatious response, my own lips curling suggestively.
Gerald's shoulders were wide and muscular, his waist tight, and his butt
and thighs curved with manly grace.  He had no body hair, just a swath of
dark red pubes above a meaty, cut cock and drooping, pink-slung testicles.

	He casually reached toward me and enveloped my genitals in his
hand.  I didn't even flinch, but returned his gaze directly.  But the man
at his left spoke to me, and I used the opportunity to check him out, too,
as Gerald caressed my cock and balls gently.

	This second man was a decade younger.  He was an inch shorter, too,
but bigger in the chest and thighs.  He still had the flat stomach,
however-and the jaw, the teeth, and the blue eyes, just slightly cooler
than Gerald's.  This was Alexander, a studio lawyer.  Just a sprinkle of
light honey hair adorned his chest, and his pubes were trimmed to a thin
mustache over a thick, moderate-length, cock.  His eyes took in my growing
member, and I noticed his responding, too, like a Ball Park frank in hot
water.

	Actually, I was free to look wherever I wanted, because all their
eyes were focused on my rigid cock, being gently and expertly massaged by
Gerald's hand.  Nicolai reached for Nicholas' dick, too, and I checked him
out.  He was a slim, brown-haired man, graying temples, late forties, light
sprinkle of brown hair on his chest, with a trail leading to trimmed pubes,
nice piece of uncut meat hanging a good five inches flaccid.  He also had a
youthful, tight ass on him.  He got Nicholas up to full hard quickly, but
then he shifted around behind my buddy and began to rub on him from behind,
while still manually stimulating his ample unit.  This guy was hot to trot.

	Alexander, eyes twinkling, walked a few steps to a side table and
retrieved a pump bottle of lubrication jelly and brought it over.  Nicolai
held out his fingers for a big squirt, which he began to massage into
Nicholas' rump.  I was distracted for a few seconds then, because Alexander
had dropped to his knees and engulfed my cock in his mouth.  Gerald was
left my balls to fondle, while his friend worked his way deeper and deeper
onto my pole.  Alexander was a wet slurper.  He had me dripping almost
immediately, and the sensations were marvelous.  He might get a tasty
reward quickly if he kept that up!

	I sensed movement to my left, and noticed that Nicholas was
assuming the position, spreading his legs wide and inverting his hips.  His
tail was wagging gently against Nicolai's long, slender dick.  Nicolai
grasped the base of his cock and slipped it up Nicholas' love canal
smoothly.  Both men moaned gently.  Nicholas bent further and pulled
Gerald's hips over toward his face so that he could suck on Gerald's cock
while he got fucked by Nicolai.

	Having helped himself to a serving of lube now, Alexander rose and
led me by the elbow over to a sturdy coffee table a few feet away,
gesturing that I should mount the table on all fours.  I did, and then he
mounted me, first slathering my ass with the cool gel.  His cock was no
more than seven inches or so, but almost as thick as mine and Nicholas'.
Lacking any warm-up, my sphincter muscles felt the intrusion, and twinged
in protest at being forced open so quickly.  I knew that phase would only
last a few thrusts, though, and I didn't mind: I like a man to make me
realize I'm getting fucked.  Alexander took it slow, but he went to the
hilt on every push.  I could feel his short pubes brush my smooth ass at
every thrust.

	Gerald pulled his plug out of Nicholas' mouth with a pop and moved
around to the other side of my table, presenting his posterior to me.  He
wanted me to rim his ass!  Oh, well.  For king and country, and all that.
I gripped his nice, muscular and lean hips and bent down further to plant
my nose in his crack.  That gave Alexander an even better angle, and he
moaned expressively with pleasure.  He began to hump me a little faster.
Gerald's butt was nice and clean, and I set to work eating it out as he
pressed back against my face.

      Nicholas, now deprived of his all-day sucker, began to hobble over
toward the table, with Nicolai still hunching him, moving along with him.
Nicholas got up on his knees beside me, Nicolai pressing against his ass,
never letting his long gun slip out of its holster.  The interruption only
set him back briefly.  In just a moment, he was firing his round into
Nicholas' rump, emitting little gasping yelps of pleasure as he ejaculated.
The seemed to turn Alexander on even more, and very quickly, he let fly his
load up my tunnel.

      Gerald wanted to turn the tables on me.  He backed onto the table in
front of me and, as Alexander withdrew from the other side, I rose up and
stood my ground against the pressure from Gerald's posterior.  My cock had
been hard the whole time.  I slid a finger over Gerald's asshole.  It was
plenty wet.  I planted my big knob of a cockhead at the entrance and gave
an easy push.  There was some resistance, then it popped in.  Gerald
grunted, and I stopped there for a few seconds.  I couldn't hold off long,
though, nor did he want me to.  I gave him a little in-and-out, then more,
sliding in more and more deeply.  When I reached the bottom, my mound
pressing against his buttocks, he sighed deeply.  Most guys, I find, are
impressed and damn grateful to have my cock all the way up their ass-they
don't get that deep of a fuck very often.

      Nicholas was now sitting up beside me on the edge of the table, just
watching me pork Gerald.  But a new guy was sidling up to the group, a
tall, dark-haired late twenties guy, with a sweet, smooth face and moderate
chest hair.  He introduced himself as Adrian, and spoke to Nicholas.

      "Hey, can I have some of that ass, too, bud?"

      Nicholas was grinning at him, and reached out to grasp the man's
dick, an eight- incher already nice and hard.  He nodded and started to
turn back around again, but Adrian stopped him.

      "Just lie back.  I'll take care of it."

      He pulled Nicholas' feet up over his shoulders, then raised Nicholas'
hips off the table to reach his waist.  With Nicholas just resting his
shoulders on the table firmly, Adrian slid his cock up Nicholas' ass and
began to fuck him that way.  Nicholas' long, swollen dick stretched past
his own navel, swinging from side to side as Adrian pounded him.

      It was just too sexy looking.  I tried to hold back my ejaculation,
but lost my concentration and had to let it go.  "Uh! Uh! Uh!" I cried as I
released burst after burst of semen into Gerald's intestine.

      I sat up and watched Adrian fuck my buddy for a few minutes, still
dripping semen from my half-deflated dick.  Alexander leaned over to give
me a kiss.  For several minutes, then, my views were blocked, because I had
an expert tonguesman going at me.  A strong hand grasped my muscular thigh
and pulled it around just a bit, then lifted it over a firm buttock.  Then,
I felt Alexander's spongy cockhead pressing against my soft, moist anus.
Meeting no resistance, it slid right in, and he began to deep-dick me at a
pleasing pace which, I knew, would further lubricate my tube in short
order.

      I heard some splashes in the pool, and realized that some of our
little group were cooling down.  Alexander grunted deeply and unloaded his
batter into me in a series of deep, hard thrusts.  Then, he pulled me up,
withdrew a flopping cock, and led me by the hand to the edge of the pool.
We dove into the water, almost warm in the LA style, and emerged together
shoulder-deep.  Alexander's well-muscled arm wrapped around my back to draw
me near him.  Nicholas received his load, and then he and Adrian dived
smoothly into the pool, too.

      Within a few minutes, there were over a dozen guys in there.  Dennis
joined us, with two men swarming him like pilot fish.  Between wet kisses
from Alexander, I observed him with his legs and arms wrapped around a
wiry, ebony-toned black fellow, rising and falling enthusiastically on the
man's long, slim pole.  I decided I'd given Alexander his share of my
attention, and I excused myself to pull out of the pool and get myself a
drink refill.  As I turned away from the bar, however, I met a smiling
Gerald sidling up to me.  He took me into his arms and began to lead me in
a Latin dance, to the music that had been playing all along.  Lucky I had
those Association dance lessons!  He was graceful and manly, and we took
good-humored turns being the shimmying seductress and the hip-thrusting
peacock in the dance.  At the end, Gerald led me over to a chaise on the
edge of the patio, where he straddled my hips.  He leaned forward to kiss
me, and in thirty seconds my dick was as hard as an iron rod and poking up
his ass.  He rode me appreciatively for a good twenty minutes, backing off
expertly each time I was close to firing off into his gut.  Finally, we
reversed, with him kneeling on the chaise and me standing between his feet,
and he let me fuck him doggie position, ramming him hard until my balls
exploded into his backside.  As he collapsed onto the chaise, I stepped
over to the shower and rinsed the sweat, semen, and ass slime off of my
body.

      Nicholas was having a fun time with his new buddy Adrian, fucking one
another by turns on the edge of the spa across the pool from me.  I watched
lustfully for a few minutes.  My bud Nicholas was one hot dude, and Adrian
was a keeper, too.  (I knew, by the way, that we could get in touch with
these guys again later, and they with us, because we all would have access
to the Association's private data-base on its members.)  I didn't get much
of a break.  Two men who must have come out of the house while I was
humping Gerald sidled up to me, introducing themselves as Todd
(thirty-something, smooth, brown hair, near six feet, handsome face) and
Michael (late twenties, also smooth, dark hair, about my height, face and
body of a model).  They welcomed me to the Association, chatted me up just
a bit, with their hands all over me from the beginning, and inside of three
minutes, made a sandwich with me as the meat.  My dick was inserted into
Todd's clean, sexy ass, and Michael's was inserted into mine.  I mostly
stood my ground, and the two of them pleasured themselves on me from
opposite directions.  I didn't cum for Michael, but he didn't mind-he shot
a gasping, ecstatic load onto the patio as my pleaser pressed his prostate.
Soon after, I felt the warm, liquid ooze of Michael's spunk filling my
bowel.

      We showered again, and the other two wandered off.  I settled onto a
pool-side chaise and actually dozed off with someone, I don't know who,
fellating me gently and wetly.  But I awoke when I felt a familiar, soft
kiss.  It was Nicholas, settling onto my lap with straddled legs.  For the
moment, a rare one, my dick was soft.

      He pulled back a few inches from my face to present my waking eyes
with his coy, conspiratorial smile.

      "I think we've done our bit here.  Let's go upstairs."

      He rose and pulled me up.  I followed willingly-there were no more
than four or five guys left around the patio, all seemingly just finishing
up on some sex act or other.  We crept up to our room and found Patrick and
William already in the big bed.  We scooted in on the other side, Nicholas
pushing William's leg over to make room.  William mumbled and turned over.

      I snuggled up next to my best mate. "I love you, Nicholas," I
declared quietly.

      He turned to face me, nose to nose.

      "I know.  We need to talk about that soon."

      I nodded.  I was so sleepy, I could hardly focus my eyes, but I knew
that Nicholas' big browns were gazing into them.  He kissed me gently, then
turned back around.  Both of us slipped quickly and quietly into slumber,
the head of my temporarily- limp dick pressed into the crack of his warm,
smooth ass.