Date: Mon, 1 Jan 2001 12:50:35 -0000
From: Luke Harper <lukeharper99@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: The Auction

Note: this takes a while to get to the sex, but I hope you'll enjoy the
journey.


The Auction
by Luke

"And finally on the catwalk this evening, a couple of cool dudes who I'm
sure you being bidding high for - James and Luke."

It was the University Rag Week Charity Auction - an auction with a
difference.  Instead of things being sold, people were.

It had been a great evening, with lots of money being raised for good
causes. I was standing behind the curtain feeling rather nervous. I had
only entered this auction because James, who was organising the whole event
and happened to be my best friend, had begged me to. We'd decided it would
be quite fun for the last 'lot' to be two people rather than one.

Now I was beginning to wish I'd just been in the audience.

The curtain pulled back and James and I sauntered down the catwalk. The
adrenalin rush was such that my nervousness of a moment before was gone. Now
all I could think of was showing myself off to good effect - merely to get
some good bids for charity, of course.

James and I had worked out a bit of a routine and were going for it like
crazy, strutting, twisting and basically making it look like we were a pair
of hot studs. Don't get me wrong, James at 6 foot tall with dark hair and
sultry looks was definitely anybody's wet dream, but at 5ft 10 with mousy
hair and a face that could only really be described as ordinary, I knew I
was very much in his shadow.

"30 pounds!" shouted someone near the back.

"Pathetic!" roared the auctioneer, "These two guys are worth a lot more than
that. Think of all those starving children..."

There was a bit of good-natured heckling at that point, but the bids started
to increase: 40, 50, 60, 70.

"100 pounds!" shouted a voice from the back of the room. I squinted into
the lights but couldn't see who it was. I glanced at James. He shrugged his
shoulders.

"Amazing! Our first 100 pound bid of the evening. Any increases on 100
pounds?"

The room fell quiet (apart from the insistent beat from the DJ's booth).

"Going once, going twice, gone to the buyer at the back for 100 pounds."

There was a great deal of good natured cheering and clapping from people
around the room and then the crowd began slowly to disperse.

James and I sat side by side on the edge of the catwalk. Paul, the
auctioneer, came over.

"I've just been given this note for you." He handed it to James and then
wandered off to help pack up.

James unfolded the note.

"Come to room D74, Hulme Hall tomorrow at 7 p.m."

It was simply signed "Your owner."

We looked at each other, frowning. It seemed a bit odd - usually the buyers
came in person to make their arrangements. Still, there were two of us. We
couldn't really see any problems.

***

We walked into Hulme Hall just before 7 p.m. the next evening and eventually
located the room. I knocked on the door.

"Come in."

I walked in, James behind me. The room was almost in darkness: only a few
candles burned near a large bed. The room (as far as I could tell in the dim
light) was one of the biggest I've seen around the campus - plenty of room
for one person to live and entertain.

"Sit."

The male voice came from the darkest corner. I strained my eyes, but couldn'
t see who was speaking. We both sat on chairs set out near the door.

"I believe I have paid for four hours? When you do what I wish you to?"

"Yes." I thought James' voice sounded less confident than usual. "But within
reason, of course..."

"Of course..."

There was a long pause.

"You may be surprised by my requests at first, but I am sure, once you stop
and think about it that you will be more than happy to comply. There may be
some extra money for your charity collection in it."

I attracted James' attention and mouthed 'nutter' at him. He shook his head
slightly, whether to disagree or to tell me to stop I wasn't sure.

"Why don't you show yourself?" he asked.

"I like the element of mystery. Perhaps you, too, will come to appreciate it
before this evening is out."

All I could tell of our 'host' was that his voice sounded like the voice of
someone our age.

"Go on," I said.

"Luke. You have been in love with James ever since you first met him."

My face turned scarlet. How could he know? I hadn't told anyone. James
stirred next to me, but said nothing yet.

"I know you fantasise about sleeping with him, Luke."

"I..." What could I say? It was true.

"But what you don't know, Luke, is that James feels the same way about you."

My jaw dropped. James, gay? I'd been absolutely sure that he wasn't.

"It's true," said James, in a very quiet voice.

"My role was to bring you together in realising your mutual attraction
tonight," continued the voice. "But I do have some particular requests."

"Such as?" I felt like the one who had taken the confident role out of the
two of us.

"I am going to ask you to perform certain... acts. If you comply, I will
increase the bid for you to 500 pounds. If you allow me to watch quietly
from this corner, I will increase this to 1000 pounds."

"Acts?" I queried.

"Nothing that two loving men should find out of the ordinary. Oral sex,
rimming, anal sex. What do you say?"

"1500 pounds or we leave," said James, startling me, as I had thought he
was bound to reject this ludicrous, and yet attractive, offer.

"You're a hard bargainer. 1500 pounds and I ask one last favour of you when
you leave."

James and I looked at each other. He reached over and kissed me gently on
the lips.

"Done," we both said together.

"Okay," said the voice. "Take all your clothes off except your underwear.
Then I want to see how well you kiss and enjoy each other's bodies."

I hesitated for a second, but my desire for James outweighed my concerns
about being watched. And after all, I could always claim this was for
charity... Looking at James, I could see a similar look of uncertainty on
his face before he shrugged and began removing his clothes. I did the same.

We stood, looking at each other. For the first time I was getting to look,
without worrying about being caught out, at James' wonderful body:
well-proportioned, yet not too muscly, smooth-chested with large nipples,
cock and arse framed by a tight white pair of briefs, long legs. Everything
I'd ever dreamed of and more.

I stood there in my black briefs, a little overweight (not so as it showed),
a little hair on my chest. To my surprise (I've always been less than proud
of my body), James eyes seemed to be drinking in every one of my features
and enjoying it. He pulled me gently forward and our lips met in a flash of
passion and excitement. He put one hand behind my head, playing gently with
my hair, and the other started caressing my back. I played my hands across
his back, tracing out his spine and then moved them down to his backside and
softly began to knead his buttocks. His hand moved from my back and begin
exploring my arse as well.

We made our way, still kissing and exploring, to the bed and collapsed onto
it, James on top of me. He began to nuzzle and nibble on my neck and then
worked his way down to my chest which he kissed all over before beginning to
suck gently on my nipples. I couldn't believe this was happening - James, my
hot friend, who I'd fancied ever since first meeting him, was here exploring
my body with a passion I never could have dreamed of. I jumped slightly as
his tongue licked across my cock through the material of my briefs, then he
worked his way back up to my mouth.

I rolled him over and began to explore his neck, then his smooth chest and
those gorgeous huge nipples, kissing, licking and occasionally biting
gently.

"A good start," announced the voice. I jumped - I'd forgotten we were being
watched.

"I can see the two of you are hot for each other and I'm sure you could
spend a lot longer doing that. However, our time this evening is limited.
I'd like Luke to remove James' underwear and show him how much you love his
arse."

I looked at James. He nodded, so I turned him over and crawled down to his
beautiful, well-rounded arse. I began by kissing him there through his
underwear. Then I quickly lowered his briefs and removed them. I stared for
a few seconds at those wonderful globes of flesh before beginning to kiss
every square centimetre of them. I heard some soft sighs from James as he
clearly settled into what we were doing. I parted his arse cheeks a little
and he shifted to make it easier to gain admittance. I began with a slow,
leisurely lick from the base of his balls to the top of his crack and then
back again. He shuddered. I then slowly circled his pink rosebud, drawing
the circle smaller and smaller until I was tickling his pucker with my
tongue. It opened slightly and I began to ease my tongue in, fucking him
with sharp little jerks. He groaned out loud.

This continued for some time, with James' groans getting louder, until the
voice spoke again.

"James, it's your turn now to give pleasure. Remove Luke's briefs and show
him how much you love his cock."

I rolled off of James and onto my back. James rolled on top of me gave me a
quick kiss and then kissed right down my torso to my groin. He again toyed
with my cock through my briefs before taking them off. He seemed to be
really getting into this, as was I.

He looked at my cock (about 6 inches in length and quite slim) and then
ducked his head between my legs and began licking my balls. It was
unexpected and I jumped slightly - I hadn't expected how sensual that would
feel. He seemed to thoroughly cover them before he moved his head and began
to nibble very slightly at the tip of my cock. Waves of pleasure went
through me as he played so tenderly with it. Then he began to explore my
length with his tongue - I could feel him tracing each of the veins in my
engorged member. Finally he clamped his mouth round my whole length and
began to suck delicately, while all the time his tongue explored and
prodded.

I was so overcome by all this attention on my cock that it took very little
time before my balls began to boil and my cock spurted out come in the
biggest amounts I can ever remember. He licked my tip clean and toyed a
little longer with my cock as it bean to shrink.

"Wonderful! And for the finale, James, you should fuck Luke - I know he's
desperate for you to do it."

James and I looked at each and nodded with a grin. We knew what we wanted
now - and we didn't care who was watching.

"There's a condom and lube on the side."

James reached for them and rolled the condom onto his cock.

"How do you want to do this?" His voice was a hoarse whisper.

"I want to see your face when you fuck me, James." I leant up and kissed
him.

He knelt between my thighs and lifted my legs over his shoulders, smiling at
me the whole time. He dipped his hand into the jar of lube, rubbed some on
his cock and then moved to my arse. He slowly inserted one, then two, then
three finger into my arse, turning them a little to open me up. When he
withdrew them I almost reached for them, wanting them back, but realised a
greater prize was waiting for me.

He positioned his cock above my arsehole and began to push slowly, as if
waiting to be invited in. I relaxed my sphincter as much as I could and was
rewarded by the feel of him beginning to slip inside me. He continued to
push and sent a judder of joy through me as he hit my prostrate. I smiled up
at him - this really was my dream moment.

He began to pick up a rhythm, moving out and then back in again, making the
length of the movement longer each time, until he was almost withdrawing on
the up thrust.

"Faster, James, fuck me!"

He begin to increase his speed and I could feel him more and more as he
thrust in, me moving my hips to meet each thrust. Finally he yelled and I
could feel his cock pumping sperm into his condom, inside me. He stayed
almost frozen for a long moment and then leant forward to kiss me.

I half expected a comment from our mysterious host in the corner, but there
was a long silence as James' cock shrank and he finally pulled out,
discarding the condom.

He crawled up beside me and we exchanged short, soft kisses.

"Thank you. Thank you so much." The voice sounded almost as if what was
choking up.

"No, thank you," said James, turning towards our host. "Without you we might
never have realised we were meant to be together."

There was silence for a moment.

"I almost feel embarrassed to ask anything else," said our host. "But I'll
increase the bid to 2000 pounds no questions asked, whether you do the last
thing or not."

"What was your last request?" I asked, intrigued.

"Nothing major. I just wanted to see you dress in each other's clothes and
make your way home dressed like that."

I looked at James, who was smiling and whose eyes were shining.

"Right now, I think you could ask us anything," I replied. "I'm sure we'd
both love to do that."

We stood there, pulling on each other's clothes. We both stopped when we
pulled on the other's briefs. I'm sure James was feeling the same as me -
these briefs have hugged my lover's body...

As we turned to go, James stopped and turned to the corner one last time.

"I may never know who you are, but I want to thank you again for bringing us
together in this way."

I nodded.

"Believe me," said the shadowy figure, "the pleasure was all mine."

We turned and left the room.

Out on the street, James put his arm round my shoulders.

"Well," I said, "do you think that was worth 2000 pounds?"

"Luke," he stopped and looked at me very seriously. "I just wish I'd known
sooner how you felt." He kissed me. "I would have done that - and more - for
nothing."