Date: Sun, 5 Nov 2006 10:58:43 -0800 (PST)
From: kevin Donovan <letsgonaked2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Association, chapter six, gay male college

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CHAPTER SIX: DEMONSTRATION

	At five o'clock, we were sent from our various lessons to the
showers, then out to the side terrace on the west side of the house, where
we found a full bar set up, with exceptionally nice hors d' oeuvres.  But
this time, there was no beer (a mainstay of the university man's diet).
There were very fine brands of liquors, though, and a pair of hunky
bartenders.  As usual, they were in uniform, and paid no attention
whatsoever to our nakedness. (I always wondered about the staff.  I found
out gradually that they were always men, and they came in to work at the
facility for a week of long days, followed by a week off.  They always wore
clothing to designate them as employees rather than members, and many of
them were sons or grandsons of staffers.  They all had a cheerful, bemused,
but respectful attitude toward the magnificent naked men they served.)
Nicholas and I ordered Tanqueray-and-tonics.  There was a good mix of music
playing, and after a couple of drinks, some of the guys actually broke out
into a sort of partnerless dancing, grooving to the music.

	After three drinks, a buffet appeared, and we had the best dinner
we had been offered so far, with both lobster and prime rib.  To my
surprise, however, none of us seemed to be able to hold as much as we would
have formerly.  We just weren't used to big meals.  So we enjoyed our
smaller portions of excellent food, and later on, I think we were all glad
not to be weighed down by full stomachs.  Bolstered by the booze, the mood
was festive, with lots of boisterous laughter.

	After a special treat of crème brulee, we were summoned up to the
third-floor ballroom where we had done our introductions.  We found it set
up with a much larger round platform in the center, with four padded
benches arranged on it, and surrounded by a circle of chairs.  The five
naked leaders stood up at the front of the room.  Waiters arrived with
another glass of whatever each of us had ordered previously, and passed
them out, leaving before Adam began his presentation.

	"Men, we're going to have some fun together tonight, and advance
your education quite a bit at the same time.  I told you this morning that
we know that all of you, under the right circumstances, can enjoy sex with
at least some other men.  I also mentioned that we have noticed the
appreciation you have for our bodies, and one another's as well.  So you
guys are the other males that your buddies are able to enjoy sex with, and
these are the right circumstances.  Your inhibitions are loosened by good
food, good liquor, and the fact that you've all been running around naked
and horny together for a week.  All you need now is to know HOW to do it
gracefully and painlessly, and maybe get the additional visual stimulation
of seeing some demonstrations here live.  So, yes, men, you are about to
see, and participate in, a live sex show put on by us and you.

	"Now, we know you're all privately excited as hell about this, but
if there is any pair of you, both partners, who want to just go on back to
your room for the evening and skip the homoerotica, just excuse yourselves
now, and we'll see you in the morning."

	He paused a moment to allow men to make that decision, if they
would.  I noticed several pairs of partners looking inquisitively at one
another, and William kind of made a disdainful face and shrugged at
Patrick.  But everyone stayed put.

	"Good.  Then let's begin.  Topic Number One: Lips and their uses."

	The four assistants moved up onto the platform.  Dennis paired with
Frank, and Owen with Adrian.  The spotlights came on, and this platform
began to turn as the smaller one did previously.

	Adam went into a lecture on the use of lips, how they represent
vulva primarily, and the asshole secondarily, and how they are filled with
nerve endings for sexual stimulation, just as vulva and ass rings are.  He
talked about kissing as foreplay, and as a tool for creating intimacy.  As
he spoke, the two couples on stage began to kiss deeply and passionately,
moving about into variations on the theme, standing, sitting, kneeling.
Some of the audience clapped and hooted.  As Adam moved on to the use of
lips to stimulate other areas as well, the models demonstrated by lipping
one another's Adam's apples, nipples, arm-pits, navels, and crotches.

	At this point, pretty much all of the guys in the audience were
watching the demo, but some were laughing to one another over jokes they
were making.  Only a few hard- ons were visible so far.  But I did notice
Gregory straddling Lawrence's knees, the two of them deeply immersed in
some lip exercises of their own.  Nicholas noticed, too.

	"You think those two are the ones Adam said were thinking of
'coming out'?"

	"Too late to bother now, I think."

	Now Adam was ready to move on to the next lesson, though.  "Topic
Number Two involves a more specialized use of lips.  'How to Give a Blow
Job.'  For this, we thought, 'why should we get to have all the fun?'  So
we're calling for volunteers.  First of all, we'll work on blowing the
average dick.  Well, the average dick is only about five inches, and we
don't have any of those in this group.  But we do have some in the six to
six-and-a-half range.  So let's have four volunteers with dicks of that
size, erect, to show how to blow a mouth-sized dick."

	Six or seven hands shot up, among them Gregory and Lawrence.  Adam
called them up right away, and then chose Ford and Richard as the other
pair.  All four men jogged up to the platform like game-show contestants,
and each assumed a position lying back on one of the benches, knees spread
and feet firmly planted.  Adrian, Owen, Frank, and Dennis each chose a man
to demonstrate on, and knelt between his feet.

	Adam went through some of the preliminaries, like getting
comfortable for a possible long blow, using hands, paying attention to the
perineum, ball-sucking, and the dangers of teeth.  Only Richard among those
four was uncut.  Dennis sucked him up into an erection, and showed how to
tongue around between the foreskin and the head of the penis, and how to
skin it back painlessly, to Richard's delight.  Meanwhile, the other three
were sucking their subjects into full erection, too.  It looked like Ford
was the size leader, with about six and a half inches, with a nice fat
head.  Lawrence had the upward curve on his dick, and Adam used that to
show how Owen could get it down his throat better if he reversed directions
and moved to straddle Lawrence from above.  That brought Owen over Lawrence
so that his own floppy bits dangled directly above Lawrence's face, in
sixty-nine position.  Lawrence leaned up like a hungry bass and took the
bait.

	Adam explained how to focus attention on the delicate underside of
the glans and how to slide the unit deeply into the mouth using tongue and
lips as shields from the teeth.  He talked a bit about relaxing the throat.
Then he just let the show proceed, and the race was on for a while.  All
four cock suckers could easily accommodate these bite- sized cocks in their
mouths.

	Dennis was first to receive a mouth full of semen, and we all knew
about it, because Richard was a loud cummer.  Dennis opened his mouth and
displayed a big white wad on his tongue.  With Richard's vocalizations as
further stimulant, the others followed quickly with ejaculations of their
own, while Adam gave a little spiel about the importance of swallowing.

	At this point, he explained some of The Association's rules about
sex.  As members we could have sex with our wives, once we had them, steady
girl-friends up to that point, and with any other Association member.  But
that was it.  The Association was a closed set, sexually, on pain of
eternal banishment and personal destruction.  If a member erred, he was to
report the misdeed immediately and endure a one-year probation from all
Association connections, until he could be tested and safely re-admitted
for a second chance.  In any case, for safety, all members had semi-annual
STD tests.  If he did not report the misalliance and was found out, as we
were assured he would be, his expulsion would be permanent and his
misfortune total.

	Adam told a harrowing story of a Member who, in 1915, visited a
brothel and picked up syphilis.  Before long, his wife and 18 members were
infected, prompting a major crisis in The Association.  The lives and
participation of innocent parties were jeopardized.  The errant member
found his life to be so in ruins that he threw himself off a bridge in
Cleveland, Ohio.  Since that time, there has been no further betrayal of
fellow members, an all-important statistic in the Age of AIDS.

	In a bit of left-over chauvinism, The Association assumed greater
fidelity on the part of female partners than male ones.  So Members who
were dating exclusively or married could include their wives, expecting
that their wives would not then expose them to any disease through
unfaithfulness on their part.  But the gay Members had no such liberty:
assuming that males are pretty much promiscuous creatures, The Association
required that a male partner must be an Association Member also, so that
the same code of behavior would apply to each.  They could shag all they
wanted to-but only among the same safe pool of men.  But what Member would
want to partner with a man who was not a Member?  Adam wondered aloud.  It
seemed unfathomable to him.

	At this point, we were ready for our second demo, and this time,
Adam called for the four best-endowed men of the group so that we could see
some deep-throating technique.  "OK, guys, help us get the four big
swingers up here.  I know you've been checking them out!  Who are the top
dawgs of the group?"

	Lamar got nominated right away, and he was out of his seat even
before his name was called, knowing he had the biggest dick in the class.
He was a tall, lean, black fellow, with a dark, long dick to match.
Brendan was second, and he came up blushing, turning his fair skin to
variations on pink, except for the deeper hue of his low-hanging scrotum.
But after that, everyone seemed to know that Nicholas and I were tied for
next place, and we found ourselves pushed out of our seats toward the
platform.  Patrick would probably have been next, and I couldn't tell if he
was a little miffed to have missed out, or glad he didn't have to make the
choice to participate.

	We each settled back on a bench, as the others had done, and again
the four leaders paired off with us.  Adrian came to me, and Owen to
Nicholas.  Lamar got Dennis, and Brendan got Frank.  Adrian grabbed my
equipment with both hands and began to fluff me.  I no longer noticed what
was going on with the others.  In seconds, my rod was poking straight up
from my hairless pubic area, supported by Adrian's fingers, while his other
hand caressed and massaged my low-hanging balls.

	All the same techniques as before also apply to sucking the larger
unit, Adam was explaining.  But there are some additional tricks as well.
He advised making good use of the hands on the lower shaft, creating the
illusion that the mouth is going even deeper than it is.  He reminded us to
take special care with our teeth when sucking a really thick piece of meat.
And he suggested lipping and licking up and down the underside of the
shaft, especially right underneath the piss-slit, as a place to produce
sublime pleasure sensations.

	All this time, Adrian was working on my cock, doing all the things
Adam was describing, as we rotated on the platform, providing various views
to the circle of ogling eyes.  I was maxed out on stiffness, partly from
Adrian's expert ministrations, and partly from the knowledge I was being
watched in this activity.  I was just coming to grips with the tendency I
have toward exhibitionism.  If having sex is good, I was discovering,
having someone watch me have sex is REALLY good.

	I found looking down my smooth torso into Adrian's handsome face to
be an enormous turn-on.  His piercing blue eyes locked in on mine, and it
seemed an electric connection joined us.  His amazing, Nordic-god body was
largely invisible to me, but I drank in the wide, muscled shoulders and
bulging biceps as his arm-pits straddled my thighs moistly.

	When Adrian went down to the root of my cock for the first time,
responding to Adam's instructions on deep-throating, I almost took off like
a rocket.  I had to glance down to see what had happened.  My dick had
totally disappeared into Adrian's head.  His lips pressed against my pubic
mound.  I almost missed what Adam said, but caught some phrases about
relaxing the throat, holding the breath, need for practice, etc.
Meanwhile, Adrian's throat muscles massaged the head of my dick while his
lips stimulated the base, and I almost passed out with pleasure.  He slid
off, took a breath, and dived again to the root.

	I always loved to have Stephanie blow me, but it was never like
this.  First of all, I always had to ask for it, and that always bugged me.
It let me know she didn't really want to do it, and it was as if she were
humoring me or doing me some big favor when she sucked me off.  Not that
she ever had to ask me to lick her clit for her!  And the unfairness of
that rankled, too.

	Second, she really only sucked on the knob, hardly touching the
shaft with her mouth.  She used her hands exclusively to stimulate 85% of
my dick.  Even that was a wonderful experience, and she could bring me off
in just a few minutes.  But next to Adrian, she-and the handful of other
girls I'd been able to cajole into giving me a blow- -were rank amateurs.

	Third, no girl of my acquaintance could deep-throat the likes of my
big erection, and I don't think it ever occurred to one of them that they
should.  The moment I felt Adrian's throat close around my seed-planter, I
was hooked.  I knew this was the way fellatio was meant to be.  In only
moments, I fired a long series of cum-blasts down Adrian's gullet, and he
pressed down hard to receive them all.

	I didn't realize how loud I was moaning until the applause began.
I glanced over at Nicholas, who had Owen clamped down on his dick like a
human penis pump, and saw him looking in my direction and chortling.  His
toes were clinching on the bare floor, though, a giveaway that he was
experiencing his own blissful stimulations.  In a moment, I heard Lamar
vocalizing, too, a sort of guttural yodeling.  His dark, lean body
glistened with sweat, and his thigh muscles stood out like carved ebony.
He was filling Dennis' pipe with cream and grinning.  Both Brendan and
Nicholas followed quickly, and the air was filled with the sounds of young
male pleasure and the scents of young male spunk.  Our cock suckers cleaned
up our tools meticulously and left them to air dry, as we rose to take our
bows and resume our places in the circle of watchers.

	"Of course," Adam was saying, "the rest of you are going to want to
try this out on these well-endowed brothers of yours.  I think I can speak
for them in saying that any of them will be glad to have you take their
equipment out for a test-drive anytime you like.  Just clean it up when you
finish, guys."

	Everyone was laughing, and Nicholas and I were grinning and
nodding.  For the next month, neither of us could sit down without having
someone on his knees between our feet, latched onto our schlong and sucking
for all his might.  I never felt so used, or so grateful for it!

	But that came later.  For the moment, Adam was ready to move on to
the next topic.

	"OK, men, we come now to fucking.  Some of you have already tried
it on your own, and found that it actually comes pretty naturally to you.
After all, much of what you know about fucking females transfers right over
to males.  But when you are going to be on the bottom, you want some
assurance that your partner knows how to do it properly, so that your
pleasure is maximized and the possibility of pain or injury is minimized.
So here's the deal: we are looking for two sets of partners who are anal
virgins, who are willing to offer yourselves to be deflowered right here on
stage for all to observe.

	Gregory and Lawrence raised their hands.  "First-timers only, guys.
Nice try, though," grinned Adam.  They dropped their hands, blushing.

	Nicholas and I, of course, were reduced to the role of spectators
as well, because of the previous night's adventures.  We looked about the
circle to note several pairs in conversation with one another, and a few
just sitting and grinning shyly as we were. I figured those partners had
already been fucking, and I noted that Alan and Jonathan, Jeffrey and
Keith, Joseph and Mark, and Lukas and Paul were among them.

	Finally, Elijah and Trevor and Jason and Justin raised their hands.
Adam called them up, and they sat on the four benches.  Frank moved over to
join Elijah, Adrian to Trevor, Owen to Jason, and Dennis to Justin.  Each
of the four tops began to initiate gentle foreplay with his partner,
kissing or caressing in his own preferred way.  I could see the four
newbies melting into easy compliance under the experienced touch of the
older men.  They couldn't help but be flattered to receive the attentions
of those handsome and virile men, and what a way to lose your cherry, I
thought.  Not that I begrudged Nicholas mine.

	"The first lesson on lips keeps coming up again," Adam was saying.
"Too many men fail to appreciate the importance of their lips and tongue to
every kind of sex there is, and that includes anal.  Now, you see why we
sent you all to the showers before dinner, men.  A clean ass is a pleasure
to play with, and few locations on your body have as many nerve endings for
exquisite sensations.  Let's watch, as our models demonstrate warming to
their subject with lips and tongues."

	The four leaders went to work on their respective virgins, sucking
up their dicks to full erection, and sliding down to lick their balls and
their 'tween spaces.  Frank pulled Elijah's knees up, lifting his ass off
the bench.  Then he dived in and planted his mouth firmly on Elijah's anus
in a big, wet smooch.

	"Ewwww," groaned William, showing off his aloof disdain for
man-sex.

	"Aahhhhh!" moaned Elijah, expressing a very contrary opinion on the
matter.  We all laughed at the contrast, including Frank.  Undeterred,
Frank continued to tongue deeply into Elijah's virgin, young asshole.

	I looked Elijah over appreciatively.  In the week we had been in
residence, his farmer-tan was almost gone, replaced by an all-over sunny
glow of golden skin tones.  He'd been strong and sinewy from the beginning,
but now his pecs were beginning to take on more definition.  He had
particularly perky, dime-sized brown tits.  His best feature was his
muscular, tight ass, and the twin globes of it shone in the spotlights.
His uncut hard-on jutted seven inches from his crotch.  His cool, gray eyes
were hidden now under lowered lids as he experienced the ecstasy of his
first rim-job.

	Frank's deeper brown skin also glowed with a sheen of new sweat
under the lights.  His waist was ridiculously small and ripped compared to
his muscular chest and back.  His cock swelled to eight inches, its PA ring
dangling.  He made ass-sucking look like a gourmet delight.

	At the next bench, Adrian was munching out on Trevor's ass, too.
Now I could fully scan his long, lean, muscled frame.  He looked like my
picture of the Norse god Balder, only I never would have dreamed Balder
would hold a man's ankles up with one hand while he licked the man's ass,
and caressed his butt cheeks with the other hand.  Though blond, Adrian
tanned magnificently, and the light, short hairs on his legs and front
glowed in the bright lights like golden glitter.

	Trevor was no slouch, either.  He stood six feet tall, and the
little hair he had was sandy blond.  His legs were long and shapely, both
thighs and calves beautifully muscled.  His rounded orbs of butt jiggled
firmly as Adrian's cheek-bones pressed into them, his nose planted in
Trevor's crack.

	Owen had flipped Jason over onto his knees, and he was sitting
behind his subject, lapping at his ass while gently milking his throbbing
member.  Jason had light brown hair, not a lot of it even without shaving,
and his pale, smooth skin rippled under quickly-developing musculature.  He
had an exuberant personality, one of the class clowns and cut-ups, and he
grinned and made eyes at his viewers as the platform rotated and his
seducer worked on his willing ass.  Jason had shining green eyes that
glinted with life and sensual good humor.  At 5'11", he probably only
weighed 165, but he was fit and agile as they come.

	Owen himself was getting his cute little beard all wet with saliva.
His straight, dark hair hung down alongside his face as he leaned into
Jason's butt.  I gave his strong, smooth brown-skinned body an admiring
look.  I was particularly interested in the circular tattoo on his hip.  I
had been thinking for a while about getting a tat for myself, and I was
glad to notice that The Association did not apparently frown on body art.

	Finally, Dennis was trying a fresh approach.  He straddled Justin's
torso, facing his feet.  Then, he drew Justin's knees up, raising his rump
upward.  He used his underarms behind Justin's knees to hold him in place,
and then he sat down on Justin's grinning face, while he licked behind his
subject's balls and down the perineum to his rectum.  Justin quickly got
into the action, tonguing Dennis' ass energetically.

	Dennis' deep auburn hair would curl in ringlets if it grew just a
bit longer, giving him a youthful and cherubic face.  His milky-white skin
was remarkably free from both tan and freckles.  His chest and stomach were
completely smooth, and his deep mahogany pubes trimmed to a narrow swath.
His ass was also smooth, strong but also soft at the same time.  His dick
was one of the thicker ones we'd seen, promising Justin a challenging
stretch on his first fuck.

	Next came fingers.  Under Adam's direction, the four studs inserted
one, then two, then three fingers into their partners' asses, just as
Nicholas and I had done on our own.  I was kind of proud of us for figuring
this out, until suddenly, I began to wonder if my friend Nicholas was quite
the innocent I had assumed he was.  A subject for future heart-to-heart
conversation!  Meanwhile, the four virgins were all lubed up, and
adequately stretched.  They were beginning to sweat now, and their facial
expressions were looking tenser as additional fingers invaded them from the
rear.

	After the platform had turned several times, and we had all had
ample opportunity to drink in the sights on all four benches, Adam
proceeded.  It was to be a four-ring circus, with each young virgin getting
his own moment of deflowering in the spotlight.  Ever the professor, Adam
began by explaining how we could get ourselves deflowered painlessly in any
position, but some were easier to accomplish than others.  The first
demonstration would offer the newbie the most control over the process.  In
this maneuver, Frank would lie on his back, and Elijah would crouch over
his pelvis. Then, Elijah could lower himself onto Frank's rod at his own
speed.  Additionally, the very posture of squatting as if to defecate had
the advantage of naturally opening Elijah's asshole to Frank's penetration.

	The two assumed their prescribed positions as instructed.  Frank
propped up his pole, and Elijah grinned shyly at his audience.  He leaned
forward onto his knees, bending his toes behind him.  Then, he grasped
Frank's cock and planted the head of it against his lubed hole.

	Elijah sat back slowly, wincing just a little.  Then, he lowered
himself further, raising his eyebrows suggestively.  He sat back onto
Frank's lap.  As the platform rotated, the bright spotlight revealed that
Franks' big cock was, indeed, buried in Elijah's sweet young ass.  Elijah
moved his feet down to the floor, then raised them onto the bench again.
Then, he struggled to push himself up a bit.  By leaning forward, he was
able to keep his balance.  He began to do knee bends up and down on Frank's
cock.

	Obviously, that exercise could not be maintained for very long, so
he put his feet back down on the floor and rocked backward and forward,
sliding Frank's unit in and out that way.

	"How was it?"  Adam asked.

	Elijah grinned.  "Great!  Much easier than I thought, and no pain!"

	The crowd applauded, and Adam brought Adrian and Trevor forward to
demonstrate doggie style fucking.  Trevor got on his hands and knees, his
feet sticking out past the end of the bench.  Adrian smeared another glob
of goo on his asshole, and gave his own cock a few strokes to bring it to
maximum hardness.  That cock looked big enough to hurt somebody!  But I
knew I had taken one just as big the night before, and liked it.  Adrian
placed the head of it at Trevor's hole and rose up on his tip-toes to push
it in.  As the head popped in, Trevor's eyes closed and his mouth gaped.
Then, Adrian drew part-way out, and Trevor began to relax.  When Adrian
leaned forward again, Trevor sighed.  This time, Adrian slid all the way in
smoothly and held still for a moment.  He rubbed on Trevor's butt cheeks
gently and leaned forward to whisper in his ear.  Trevor nodded.  Adrian
began to pump slowly.

	"What do you say, Trevor?" asked Adam.

	"I don't know what to say," Trevor confessed.  "It's
warm...hard...fills me up...I think maybe I'd rather be the top guy!  But
it's OK.  Damn, he has a big dick!"

	The circle applauded again, and Adam turned to Owen and Jason.
"This one is another excellent choice for the first timer.  Easy entry, and
very little pressure involved.  Let's do side-to-side, Owen."

	Dennis helped Owen bring the fourth bench out and place it beside
the third.  Jason lay on one, and Owen on the other, facing the same
direction.  Owen cuddled up behind Jason and kissed on his neck, caressing
his side and butt with his upper hand, calming this colt he was about to
break.  Then, he lifted Jason's upper leg and played around with his
asshole a bit more.  Next, he leaned in and inserted his cock.  It went in
smoothly and effortlessly.  He held his partner by the arms and hunched at
him from behind.  We clapped.

	Owen rolled Jason onto his stomach on a single bench and joined him
there, lying atop his back as he continued to fuck away.  Dennis pulled the
last bench several feet away, as Adam announced, "One more example for you
guys, for the romantics in the group-the missionary position, face to face.
Yes, gentlemen, it can be done, and if you like gazing into your partner's
eyes, this is the one for you."

	Justin lay on his back on the bench, and Dennis asked him to pull
his feet up.  He took his ankles and raised them high.  With Justin's ass
in the air, Dennis straddled the bench and moved up so that his hard cock
pressed right into Justin's relaxed pucker.  He pushed slowly in, pause,
pushed again, and in seconds, he was all the way imbedded into his virgin
subject.  Justin closed his eyes and lolled his head.  Dennis took a series
of long thrusts for a rotation.  Then, he lowered Justin's feet and lay
across his chest.  He kissed him deeply while continuing to plow his ass.

	"They have their mouths full," said Adam, "But I'm assuming that
Justin here is having a good time."  Justin nodded slowly under Dennis'
pressing lips, and we applauded again.

	"Well, lads, that's it for the night: you have four positions to
try.  We'll let you sleep in until eight in the morning-no road work!  But
do try to get some sleep, you rascals."

	"Hey, wait, Adam," called Gregory, "How about YOU!  You haven't
given your demo tonight.  Who are you going to fuck?"

	"Ah.  My partner," Adam grinned.  "Some of you have met Colin.
Well, he's visiting for the weekend.  So I'll need that extra sleep-in time
as much as you guys do."

	I hadn't seen Colin naked, but even so, the image of those two
entwined together flooded my mind's eye erotically.  I'd like to be a fly
on the wall for that scene!

	It was almost eleven, a very late night for us, and I still had a
little buzz on from the four gin-and-tonics, but I was on the down-side of
it now.  I was also still quite horny from watching the fucking
demonstrations, even after having spilled some seed an hour or so earlier
in the evening.

	"Let's go up and see if we remember anything we were taught
tonight," I suggested.  Other pairs were already straggling toward the
stairwell.  We joined them, and Nicholas pulled his arm around my
shoulders.  I returned the gesture.

	When we pushed the door to our little cell open, we got a shock!
The dog-bed was gone!  In its place, occupying much of the floor space, was
a full-size, double bed, with mattress and box springs, sheets, and even
pillows.

	"What the fuck?" was all I could say.

	"What do you make of it?" asked Nicholas after a pause.

	"Shit, man, I don't know.  I guess they decided to lighten up on
us.  Man, the guys are going to go ape-shit over this."  I was just about
to call out to the others, but Nicholas grabbed my arm and dragged me
inside, hurriedly closing our door.

	"Ssh. Wait a second," he was saying.  "We just passed Anthony and
Layne's door, and it was open.  They don't have a bed."

	We were silent for a moment.

	"Reward for something?" I asked.

	Nicholas was smirking.  "And what have we done, that others may not
have done, to deserve a reward?" he queried.

	I looked into his big, brown, manly eyes and smiled back.  I led
him toward the bed, sat down, and pulled him down atop me.