Date: Fri, 16 Apr 1999 00:13:07 -0700 (PDT) From: Ian MacGregor <imacgregor@yahoo.com> Subject: The Challenge The Challenge by I. MacGregor The events that occur in this story are true. Although the main characters do not use contraception of any sort, it is always wise to do so. _______________________________________________________ Part 1 About two weeks ago, my pal Derek and I were making a trip to the local bookstore to check out the action. The two of us have fooled around in the past with eachother, but we both discovered that we like being on the receiving end of a big cock rather than on the giving end. So we agreed to only sleep together when we didn't have any action otherwise. So this particular day we were both horny as hell and we thought we'd check out the scene at a place where guys could get together and suck eachother off through gloryholes. Not the greatest way to do it, but it has its own mystique. So we get there, get our tokens, and head to the video booths where the gloryholes are. Derek and I go into the same booth, although it's "not allowed" so we can both see the action of the other. It always gets us hot to watch eachother suck off anonymous cocks. The booth we chose had a gloryhole on either side, so each of us took up his post and waited while watching some cheesy porno on the old 8mm film. It's about noon, so a lot of guys are filtering in on their lunch breaks and it doesn't take long before each of us had a hot cock in his mouth. Derek's choice piece of meat is a little smaller than mine, but he goes at it like a pro. The guy's cock who I got is nice and thick, the way I like 'em. Length is good, but I love the feeling of stretching my mouth to get around a thick piece of tube-steak. It doesn't take long for either of them to cum in our mouths, and we swallow it all down like the cock-suckers we are. To make a long story short, this goes on for about an hour before the crowd dwindles down. Derek and I had sucked about five cocks each by then, and we had bellies full of cum and a feeling of satisfaction. Neither of us had cum yet, but we liked to let it build up for a while first, then wank ourselves off. There's just something I love about feeling like I've been used as a cum-receptacle while not being able to relieve myself at the same time. Maybe it's the masochist in me. Who knows? Derek and I left and headed back to my place where we popped in a video and jerked on our cocks for the next half hour. The video was of course full of hot guys sucking and fucking eachother's brains out, and we were both ready to shoot our loads before long. We shot within seconds of eachother, and laid there while our cocks slowly got soft. All of a sudden, Derek turned to me and asked "How many guys do you think you could handle at the same time?" I thought about it for a minute, then answered "Probably twice what I had today. Ten or maybe more on a good day. You talking just suck or butt-fucking, too?" He answered "Both man. I bet I could only do five or six. I'm tired after just sucking off five guys today. You really think you could do more than ten?" I wasn't really too worried about my answer and its truthfulness, because it's not like there are just ten or so guys around the corner waiting to get their rocks off. So I said "Sure thing. No problem. I bet I could do at least ten at one time. It might be fun." Derek sort of laughed, but then got serious and said "How much?" I didn't know what he meant, so I asked how much what. "How much do you bet you could fuck at least ten guys?" Oh man, he was serious! "Well, it's not like it's ever going to happen, so I'll bet you my next paycheck. How's that?" He smiled and accepted. One week from that day, which would be a Friday, was set as the trial date. We agreed to head back to the bookstore for the festivities, and then we both headed to the shower to clean off the day's built up grime. _______________________________________________________ Part 2 Little did I know that Derek had submitted a personals ad advertising that I would "take on all comers, big or small" for that day. So when we got to the bookstore at noon, I was surprised at how busy it was already. Derek didn't tell me, but I had a suspicion that this was his doing. He was going to make sure he got that paycheck, one way or another. But being the randy little whore that I am, I saw the opportunity as a challenge, one that I would surely enjoy as much as the other players. Derek may not win his money from me, but I intended to make sure he enjoyed watching me win the bet. The next several hours were a blur of wave after wave of hot cocks stuffed into my mouth and ass. I think I must have swallowed a gallon of jizz and probably another gallon was running out of my ass. There were black guys with huge uncut cocks, white guys with perfectly straight cocks, young guys with great bodies, old guys with nothing but pure lust for a hot young thing like me, and every other kind of guy in between. There was even a couple there who wanted me to eat her pussy while he fucked my ass. I obliged, sport that I am. I had to have easily done ten men, probably closer to twenty, and one woman on top of it all. Needless to say Derek lost that bet. Stupid me, I hadn't bet him anything in return. But I got one hot afternoon out of it, and I made Derek swear to try the same sometime. I might have to join him at it.