Date: Tue, 31 Oct 2000 23:50:10 GMT
From: thanos1539@hotmail.com
Subject: The Set-up

The Set-up
Chapter One


	Alec threw his duffel in the back of the jeep and hoisted himself
into the seat next to it.  He had been waiting for this week since his best
friend Trey had suggested it, and the fact that he was unable to wipe the
grin from his face, as his buddy started down the road was proof enough of
his excitement.  At last their junior year of High School had come to an
end, next year they would be seniors and would rule the school.  Yeah Baby,
life was fuckin' great!!
	The suggestion that the three of them spend their first week of
summer vacation at Trey's parents house up at the lake had come up after
gym two weeks ago.  He, Trey and Juan had stayed late to do some weight
training in the school's sparse universal gym, and had just hit the
showers, when Trey snapped him squarely on the ass with his towel causing
him to yelp suddenly in pain.
	"Payback's a bitch," Alec threatened, his hand rubbing the welt his
pal had no doubt left him.
	"Yeah, anytime you think you can take me, just try dipshit!" Trey
shot back at him, flashing his trademark grin, one eyebrow cocked.  That
was the look that had more than half of the girls in school lusting after
him.  At a little under six feet tall with blue eyes, blonde hair and a
body that could only be gained from countless hours at the gym, Trey was
easily the best looking guy in their school.  Captain of the baseball team
and wrestling team had also made him pretty much the most popular boy in
school also.
	"Ooohh, now that's got to hurt," Juan piped in, laughing and
feinting with his own towel, causing Alec to flinch and sending the other
two into giggles.  He tossed his towel over the low tile wall and got under
the shower next to Alec.
	"Fuck you both," Alec spat back at them in mock indignation smiling
a second later.  The three of them had always enjoyed throwing insults at
one another in banter since they were kids and had first started hanging
out together.  Now ten years later they continued and the insults hadn't
changed by much.
	"Note even on your best day, bitch!"  Juan laughed lather up his
dark hairy legs.  As boy next-door as Trey looked, Juan was just the
opposite in the small New England town.  Juan was the co captain of the
wrestling team and as near as he got to the baseball field was when he sat
in the bleachers cheering his to best friends on.  Puerto Rican, and
extremely good looking in his own right Juan was exotic in the small town,
and that to his credit was how he attracted a goodly percentile of the
school's female population.  His short black hair and bright green eyes, he
used to the best of his advantage even going as far as to flirt with some
of the stodgy older female faculty.  It was all in good fun, and he enjoyed
every minute of it.
	Alec, the third in the school's infamous trio, was anything but a
jock like his two friends.  He played baseball with Trey but knew he would
never reap the scholarship rewards his best friend would, but knew that
some sort of team sport would be needed to flesh out his collage
applications.  He did enjoy the time working out with his buds and that had
earned him a tight swimmer's build.  Everything else was pretty much
average as far as looks were concerned light brown hair that never seemed
to want to lie right, and eyes to match with a lopsided grin, some of the
babes found him cute but he could never match the attention his two friends
got.  But when it came to brains, Alec was clearly the leader, there was
little doubt that he would be the Valedictorian of their class, and go to
some nice Ivy League school.  And for the most point not being as popular
with the girls as his two friends was to his advantage, as he spent a lot
of time concentrating on his schoolwork, and being president of the senior
class along with other myriad little extra curricular activities he could
find.
	Alec finished his shower first and headed into the locker room to
change into his street clothes as the other two finished rinsing off under
the steaming hot spray.  He had just started to dry off when the other two
back together from the shower, towels wrapped tightly around their trim
waist.  'God those are two good looking guys' Alec thought suddenly,
surprising himself.  He shook the thought out of his head and continued
drying off.
	"Yo dude," Juan came up, water bringing a shine to his tan skin,
"Trey just had a killer idea!  You're gonna love this.  Go on man." He said
poking the other boy in the side.
	"Yeah," Trey said.  His tongue flicking out to wet his lips in what
seemed to be a nervous gesture that Alec quickly dismissed. "I was uhh,
thinking, how about going up to my parent's cabin for the weekend.  Kinda
celebrate the end of the school year and all.  I'm sure they won't mind and
it would be you know, a lot of fun and all.
	About three seconds was all the time that Alec needed to think
about it, the cabin was sweet and they spent time at it nearly every
summer.  "Killer is definitely the word for it.  That would be great.  Do
you think your parents would mind?  You know three of us up their alone."
	"Probably not, they trust me and think of the two of you as
surrogate sons anyways so I doubt they would put up much of a fuss about
it."
	"Yeah, plus it'll be early in the summer season anyhow and there
won't be a lot of trouble to get into anyways." Juan said pulling on a pair
of Jeans over his black Calvin Klein briefs.
	"I'm sure my parents won't mind if yours don't dude so count me
in!" Alec said pulling on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt.
	"Cool then, two weeks and we're outta here for a while."

******

	Two hours after they left, the three of them pulled up to the log
cabin and started unloading the Jeep.  Juan had gotten his older brother to
pick them up a couple of cases of beer and some whiskey and Trey had
already produced a huge bag of dope.  Alec was never one to smoke very much
other than the occasional bong hit, but had said what the fuck, and the
three of them had already smoked two good sized joints and were feeling
extremely happy when they started piling their duffels on the porch.  From
the outside the cabin looked isolated and rustic, but inside all of the
latest gadgets and toys ruled the domain.  From a full sized pool table to
satellite TV and computers, when it came to roughing it Trey's family knew
how to do it in style.  The caretaker had stocked the kitchen, mostly with
junk food at the teenagers' behest, but also with some more substantial
items on his parents' orders.
	"My parents said to stay out of their room, so that leaves my room
and the guest room," Trey informed them "so you guys can throw your stuff
in the guest room, of course.  Hope you don't mind sharing a bed.  They
wouldn't like anyone sleeping on the couch, my dad's kinda anal about the
leather."
	Neither boy complained as they normally would do that or crash on
Trey's floor with sleeping bags, and the bed was a hell of a lot more
comfortable.  They threw their stuff in the room not bothering to unpack as
they had all week anyways.  Within a few short minutes they were lounging
around the living room passing yet another joint around and knocking back
some cold beers that they found in the refrigerator.  Obviously the
caretaker knew what three 17- year-old boys would need besides junk food
and veggies.  The afternoon passed in a stoned dazed playing pool and
computer games and before they knew it the evening of their first day had
arrived.
	"All right boys, now it's time to do some serious drinking.  Who's
up for some cards?"  Juan asked pulling a deck from his back pocket.
	"Sounds good," Trey quickly agreed sitting down at the table "Deal
me in.  How's about you Alec old boy, up for a gentleman's game?"
	"I'm pretty fucked up already but sure why not."  Alec sat down at
one of the empty seats.
	Juan took the last seat and started shuffling the cards.  "Okay,
here's the game.  Straight Poker, deuces wild.  But lets make it a little
more interesting.  Loser does a shot of Jaeger and a bong hit."  He set the
cards aside and put a small water bong already packed onto the table and
poured a liberal amount of the strong whiskey into a water glass.  He
quickly dealt the cards.
	Alec hoped this wasn't a sign of how the rest of the game would go
when he lost the first hand and dutifully took his shot and did the
obligatory hit from the pipe skyrocketing his buzz.  The three friends
laughed as his coughing fit ended and they dealt the next hand.  By the end
of the first hour the losing had been pretty even and all three of the boys
were feeling no pain.  Alec had no doubt that he was getting more fucked up
than the others as he had not built up the level of tolerance the others
had been building for years.
	"This is getting kinda old," Trey said, his words slurring slightly
"It's almost bedtime, let's up the ante a little shall we fellows."
	"What do you have in mind?" Juan asked getting up to do something
at the counter.  Alec just looked at Trey ignoring his other friend in
anticipation of what he was thinking; a slack jawed expression inspired by
copious amounts of alcohol and refer.
	"Loser does a bong hit, chugs a beer and loses one item of clothing
per hand."  Trey's grin came to his face as he looked to his two friends.
	Juan came back to the table and looked thoughtful for a minute.
"Sure, why the fuck not.  I've been doing pretty well and it's not as if we
haven't showered together nearly every day for the past seven months at
school.  I'm game; you Alec."
	Alec wasn't sure if it was because of the alcohol and smoke, but he
found himself unable to refute his friend's logic.  Plus he had had enough
of the whiskey and wouldn't mind switching to beer even if it was chugging,
not to mention that he didn't want to look like a wuss in front of his
friends.  So he nodded and sat up straight to try to clear his head as Trey
dealt the next hand.
	A pair of fives was not up to par with his friends' hands and Alec
found himself pulling off his shoes that he had been informed counted as
one item.  The beer went down easily and the hit even easier and before he
knew it the next hand was dealt.  For the next few rounds were pretty even
and by the time Alec was pulling his t-shirt over his head to bare his
chest, all three boys had lost their socks and shoes.  After that the next
hand lost Alec his Jeans and he stood to unbutton them and slide them down
his hips and off.  His friends whistle well naturedly as he stood before
them in his white jockeys and nothing else, blushing slightly.  Trey lost
the next two hands and was tossing his jeans to the floor to sit there in a
pair of boxer briefs, feeling not the slightest bit self-conscious.  Juan
lost his shirt and then Alec found himself on the losing end again.
Breathing deeply, he stood up and slid down the briefs to stand in the nude
in front of the other two guys.  If they had poked fun at him in his
shorts, they really razzed him now about his nakedness.
	"Well, seems like we have our first loser.  You're next Trey," Juan
laughed as Alec sat back down.  The polished wood of the chair chilling his
bare ass and raising goose bumps on his arm.  "Well, seems like Alec is out
of the game unless he has something else to bet?"
	"I seem to be all out of clothes, so unless you got a suggestion I
guess I am done guys," Alec said trying not to look to embarrassed.
	"How about this," Trey said suddenly looking very serious "if you
lose another hand than you have to do whatever we say.  Kinda like truth
and dare without the truth part.  Are you man enough for that?"
	"Sure, why not, my luck's gotta change," not wanting to shrink from
a challenge to his manhood, Alec agreed hoping that he looked more
confident then he felt.  So the next hand was dealt and Alec was relieved
when Juan joined them in their state of undress in the same black briefs he
had been wearing the day they had planned he trip.  His relief was short
lived as his next hand crapped out.
	"So what's it gonna be guys," he said after finishing his beer.
	"Why don't we play one last hand, just Trey and I?  That'll finish
the game anyways and the winner can decide what your little task will be."
	The winner turned out to be Trey and Juan stood and stripped off
his briefs.  Alec had seen Juan naked plenty of times in the shower, but it
seemed as if Juan was sporting a bit of a half hard erection when he tossed
Trey his briefs stating 'to the winner go the spoils.  He did his bong hit
and then passed it to Alec.  Alec intent on smoking his pot didn't notice
as trey gathered the rest of the boy's stray clothing and started out of
the room.  "Finish off the bowl and then meet us in the living room for
your task, Alec.  That'll give us sometime to figure out something properly
humiliating for you to do."  He laughed as he left the room with the boy's
clothing.  Juan had already gone into the next room leaving him alone with
a nearly full bong and a very powerful buzz in his head already.  ******

	Five minutes later a very naked and very stoned Alec walked into
the living room where his two friends sat on the couch.  Juan was still
naked as the day he was born and Trey still had his boxer briefs.
Obviously he wouldn't be getting back his clothes anytime soon.
Instinctively his hands covered his cock and balls futilely.  He didn't
know if it was the pot that usually did make him horny or standing there
being ogled by his two best friends, but he could feel his dick growing
hard against his hand.
	"Stand there in the middle of the room, Trey said pointing to a
spot in front of the big screen television.  Alec obediently did as he was
told, wanting to get this over as soon as possible.  "Okay, so let's see
what we got here, hands on top of your head and turn around.  Slowly."
Reluctantly, knowing that they were just trying to embarrass him as they
had seen him naked countless times, of course never with a quickly growing
hard-on, Alec lifted his hands and put them on top of his head and began
turning around in a slow circle.
	"Looks like someone is enjoying this," Juan said, staring at his
naked buddy
	"Speak for yourself, you seem to be getting off on it a bit
yourself Chico!"  Trey pointed out Juan's quickly growing cock as Alec
finished turning.  "Okay, seeing as how you are already somewhat excited.
Here's what you have to do.  I wanna see you put on a show for us.  So
jerk-off, but do it slowly, if you cum in less than twenty minutes, then
you'll have to do something else for the rest of the time."
	"You gotta be kidding, c'mon guys don't make me do this." Alec
begged his two best friends.
	"I ain't kidding," Trey, informed him, his face looking cruel
suddenly.  "And seeing as how you're trying to weasel out of your bet, make
it twenty-five minutes.  Wanna shoot for thirty?"
	Alec just shook his head, dumbfounded that his friend was being
such a dick.  With resignation, he wrapped his fingers around his hard
cock, and began to slowly pump it.  After a minute or two of the slow
stroking, Trey got up and turned on the stereo, putting on some slow rock
music to accompany Alec's show.  Even though he was degrading himself in
the worst way he knew how in front of his friends, after a couple of more
minutes, Alec started to get into and really enjoy himself.  There was no
way he was going to last for twenty-five minutes; he knew that for a fact
after the first ten passed.  The nervousness of what his friends would make
him do next, helped slow his quickly approaching explosion but another five
minutes were all he was able to go before his leg's clenched and his cock
spewed a hot load into his palm and onto the hard wood floor.  He groaned
as he orgasmed like he never had before and sank to his knees as the climax
came to a close leaving him panting with waves of pleasure flowing over his
body.
	"Not long enough, dude.  You really need to work on your control
there, minuteman," Trey laughed standing up from the couch and walking over
to him.  "But I'll tell you what.  Your show was impressive, so I'll give
you a choice."  Trey knelt next to the still somewhat shivering youth and
put a hand on his sweaty shoulder.  "Here's what you can do.  Either you
can help Juan and me out with our own dicks or you can clean up the mess
you just made on the floor.  And I don't mean with a towel."  Trey pawed at
the thick bulge that had grown underneath his underwear from his enjoyment
of Alec's show making sure he knew exactly what he would be in for.
	Alec looked up at Juan who was lightly stroking his own seven-inch
thick cock on the couch, a look that said sorry bud, but you got to do it
on his face.  He knew that there was no way he was going to service either
of his two best friends.  It would already be hard enough to face them
again after this, but doing that would tear apart their friendship and he
valued that more than anything.  So he looked up at his friend, knowing
what he had to do.  "I'll clean up the mess."
	"Too bad, I could of used a hand job, but your choice is made.
Start with your hand."  Trey stood pulling Alec upright with him.
	Once before, just out of curiosity Alec had tasted his own cum
before.  He knew it wouldn't kill him, but the combination of alcohol and
drugs made arguing his case seem pointless.  Tentatively he put his hand to
his mouth.  His tongue slowly came out and licked one of the salty globs
from his finger.  He really couldn't believe he was doing this, but he knew
neither Trey nor Juan would ever tell anyone, hell they had been friends
since they were seven, they would never betray him like that, or so he
thought.  And, truth be told, it actually didn't taste that bad.  To his
amazement, he was actually getting hard again.  Quickly he finished licking
the sticky substance from his hand, trying not to make to many slobbering
noises in the process.
	"Okay dude," Trey said pushing him down by the shoulders to his
knees, his voice sounding somewhat sad "just finish it up and we can all go
to bed."
	Alec walked on his hands and knees to the first gob of cum and bent
his head to the floor.  Christ, he had never been so fucking humiliated in
all his life.  So why was his did getting so hard as he lowered his head to
the floor, and his tongue licked up the first puddle.  Out of the corner of
his eye he could see Juan steadily rubbing his own cock and knew that Trey
was rubbing himself through the thin cotton of his own underwear as he
finished the degrading job of cleaning up his own cum.  He stood, wiping a
couple drop from his chin with the back of his hand.  Shooting a dirty look
at Trey he licked the back of his hand clean and walked out of the room to
the bathroom.  He didn't know if it was his imagination but he could have
sworn he saw an apologetic look on his friend's face.
	Alec grabbed another beer and a joint from the pile they had
pre-rolled before heading to the bathroom.  His mind was reeling from what
had just happened and he didn't know how to deal with it.  Alone in the
tiled spacious room, he lit the joint and cracked the beer.  'Fuckin'
Christ, what did I just do' he thought to himself as he took a long hit
from the j and a swig of beer.  It wasn't what he did that was bothering
him so much.  Deep down he knew that, the problem was the fact that he had
enjoyed it, obviously as his dick twitched at the memory of it.  He allowed
the drug and alcohol induced fog to cover his mind in hopes of forgetting
the past half hour of his life and deciding to deal with these thoughts
later as he absent-mindedly stroked his cock.  By the time the joint was
nothing but an ember to close to his fingers to smoke and the beer in his
stomach he had willed the erection down and returned to the living room.
	"Trey went to bed," Juan informed him as he walked in. "He thinks
you're probably pissed off at him."
	Alec noticed that Juan's own hard on was gone yet he still sat on
the couch naked.  "Fuck it," he said trying to act cool like the whole
scene had meant nothing to him.  "A real man lives up to his debts, right?"
	"Yeah, I guess so."
	"Let him worry though, at least for tonight, it'll all be forgotten
in the morning."
	"Umm, yeah.sure" Juan agreed not seeming as convinced as Alec hoped
he would be.
	"Where are my shorts?"
	"Trey said that the stuff was his and we would get it back in the
morning.  Took our duffels too, so I hope you don't mind bunking in the
raw."
	Alec could tell his friend couldn't believe he was taking it so
lightly, so he just shrugged his shoulders.  "I guess I can handle it, not
like I have a lot in the ego department right now anyways.  Let's turn in."
With that he turned around and headed to the guest bedroom.  He pretended
he was already asleep when he felt the covers lift and his friend slip into
the queen sized bed next to him.  Silently he rolled onto his side, not as
much from shame as to hide his hard cock that had sprung up from the
thought of his hot latin friend sleeping naked next to him.  'What the fuck
is wrong with me' he thought as sleep overtook him.