Date: Wed, 21 Nov 2012 22:59:03 -0800
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: Society Boys Part 94

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews


Chapter 94

Kyle ran in from school and found me in the kitchen.  "Our party was a huge
hit I got poked like 40 times today!"

"You know that makes you a slut, right?"  I chuckled.

"On Facebook dumbass," he smiled and opened the freezer to grab a couple of
pizza pops.

"Well, if you drop your pants and bend over the counter, I can make sure
that you take the number of pokes to 41," I said as I kissed the side of
his head.  He chuckled, dropped his pants and bent over.  I grabbed a
cucumber out of the fridge and he shrieked and ran away, pulling his pants
back up.  Guess he doesn't like cucumbers.  I know what you're thinking,
why does a house full of gay guys have cucumbers in the fridge...Really?
You need to know that?  Really?  We like making sandwiches... duh.

Colin strolled in all excited.  "So I just bought a repossessed condo tower
at a fraction of what it was worth.  If we fix it up and sell the
individual units we can probably make ten times what I paid for it and use
the money for the Academy and write it off as a charitable donation.
Pretty good huh?"

"Sweet.  Once each unit is fixed up we should christen it personally," I
grinned as he kissed me.  "So Kyle is pretty popular now because of our
party, he got poked 40 times today."

"That boy is getting to be more like you every day.  I hope he still found
time to go to classes," Colin smiled knowingly.  "Hey, I got a text from
Kelly.  The `Q' is tapping pledges this Saturday and we should go.  There's
a few that we know this time."

"Really, like who?"  I asked excitedly.  We hadn't had much time to go to
any of the main events lately and I kind of missed the fun of them.

"Jordan, Myles, Jared and J.P. to name a few," he smiled.

"What time Saturday do we have to be there?"  I asked.

"7am," Colin said with a straight face.

"7am...in the morning?  I thought they outlawed that time of the day.  Do
people actually get up then?"  Colin just laughed at me and told me to stop
being a girl.  I took offense to that and went off to pick out some shoes
and an outfit to wear for the weekend.  7 am.  What other sacrifices do I
have to make this week?  Next thing I'll be hearing is that we have to have
austerity coffee and use instant.  I may have to give up cappuccinos and
stick with lattes.  Sacrifices, sacrifices.

Saturday morning came quickly and I rolled out of bed when the alarm went
off yawning, as expected.  We had to head for the meeting point to watch
the guys gather for their first task in being tapped as part of the `Q'.
Colin and I were going to join in fully this time while staying properly
hidden.  I mean if Clark Kent could do it with a pair of glasses and not
have Lois Lane figure it out; then we should have no trouble at all.
Either that or Lois Lane was heavily medicated the entire time, or just a
stupid bitch.  We had warned Kelly and the executives about J.P. being our
identical brother and about his toe tattoo, in case it came up.  The
pledges gathered on the old bridge and I counted 12 of them as we pulled up
in the SUV's.  All of us were in our robes and wearing masks so that we
looked alike.

Kelly spoke in a loud deep voice showing that he was in charge.  "Pledges,
you have been tapped by the `Q' and you are here because each of you has
been identified as gay or bisexual by someone close to you.  If you're not
out to anyone yet, then I have good news.  Someone knows...and we are going
to see if you belong as part of our brotherhood.  We will put you through
several tasks and challenges during the next month and you must be ready to
respond at a moment's notice.  Pass the task, you will have an easy stroll
to the initiation ceremony and become a full member.  Fail the task, and
you will find it increasingly more difficult as you receive punishments and
additional tasks to perform to prove your worthiness.  As a member there
are a lot of perks and a lot of responsibilities.  You will join hundreds
of thousands of other members all over the world and be able to access
resources that will help make your lives fabulous.  For those that make it
to the end, you will also receive $10,000 into your bank account to get you
started.  Today will be long and when it is over, some of you will drop
out.  That we can guarantee.  Expect to be tested in everything from
loyalty, humility and sexuality, just to mention a few.  If you are
inexperienced in sex and haven't had to chance to lose your virginity, by
the end of the pledging that will have been taken care of.  You will NOT be
virgins at the end of the month.  You might not even be virgins by the end
of the day.  If you are shy about your body, get over it.  We don't care
what you look like but we do care how you act with other members and
pledges.  Intolerance will be dealt with harshly.  Drop out when you can't
handle it, or stay in and get through to the final ceremony.  If you drop
out, it will be the last you hear from us.  Today starts now.  In the
envelope you are being given directions and instructions to your first
checkpoint."  As he said it, a sealed envelope was handed to one of the
pledges and we all got back in the SUV.  "See you at noon," Kelly said as
he climbed in.  We waited and rolled up the window.

The boy with the envelope opened it and we listened as he read it to the
group.  "Stay together as a group and arrive at your final destination by
noon having completed all tasks.  To start your adventure, each of you must
jump from the bridge and retrieve one yellow wrist band from the support
pylon below."

The guys all looked over the bridge.  It wasn't far down and the water was
deep and running slow.  The location had been picked carefully and unknown
to the guys, there were members waiting in a boat just out of sight in case
any of them got into trouble.  The last we'd want is for someone to drown
on the first leg.  That would seriously put a damper on the whole day.

"What does it say after that?"  Asked one pledge.

"It says that each band must be returned to the black vehicles behind us
and once a band is received from each pledge, we will get our next clue.
That's it."

"I can't really swim that well," said one guy almost immediately.  The guys
asked his name and found out he was Darrell and was 17.

"Are you scared of heights," Jared asked quickly.  When the guy said he
wasn't, he was just worried about swimming, they said that two of them
would jump first and wait for him to jump and then help him get to the
pylon and then to shore.  If more help was needed the others could jump and
help as well.

"Wait, if we have to come back here, we should just leave our clothes and
jump in underwear or naked.  No point in being in wet clothes all day.  We
have no idea what else is ahead," suggested one of the older looking guys.
They all agreed and stripped to their underwear.  Two boys got up first.
One dropped his shorts and threw it on the bridge deck, while the other
left his underwear on.  They jumped together as the boys watched from
above.  It wasn't a far fall, so it was over very fast.  Darrell stepped up
next with another boy and they both stripped completely and surprisingly,
jumped holding hands.  We couldn't see what was happening below but the
boys were watching and when the coast was clear, the next two jumped.  It
was pretty evenly split between who jumped naked and who stayed in their
underwear.  Kelly made notes as it progressed.  The first set of guys came
running back over the bridge, the naked boy with his hand over his crotch.
They pulled clothes back on even though they were still slightly wet.  Once
all 12 guys had returned, they handed the wrist bands to Kelly and he gave
them the next clue.

`Head one kilometre south and find a blue wall facing west.  Here you will
find six ropes and your next clue.  Remember we are watching you.'  The
guys took off at a sprint to head for the next location.  Our vehicles head
down to where we could watch.  As the boys arrived several minutes later,
they looked around for the ropes and clue until one saw them 10 feet up the
wall hanging on a hook.  It was easy to reach if they got on the shoulders
of another, which they rapidly figured out.  `Pick a partner and secure the
ropes around each other's cock and balls.'  Then the fun began.  The ropes
were roughly 8 feet long with loops at each end.  They quickly paired up
and it was obvious right away as to those that were friends and those that
didn't know each other.  Myles and Jared were partners, as were Jordan and
J.P.  A short discussion broke out about whether they had to take of their
pants or not, until they discovered that they could just have the rope come
out of the top of their pants and underwear.  Some had the rope come out of
their fly and used the zipper to secure it in place a bit better.  They
rapidly became aware at how closely they would have to work together to
avoid pulling each other's balls off.  The next task was just cruel, but
funny to watch.  The pairs had to make their way over and under a ton of
obstacles to get to the other side of the area.  They climbed a pile of
tires; crawled through cement tunnels only wide enough for one and headed
through a barb wire fence.  As one guy slipped, the other either need to
follow him or face having serious stress on their balls.  All of us felt
the pain each time a guy fell and the other one went down with him.  At the
end of the obstacle course, they received another clue which told them to
remove their shirts and leave them in a pile on the ground.  Each pair had
to pick up a cinder block and carry it one kilometre to the next point.
The boys shuffled off on their trek carrying the heavy block between them.
Once they arrived, more instructions were waiting.  We had scooped up their
shirts to take with us as we watched the next event.

They now had to remove their pants and handcuff themselves to one other
pair.  Now it was looking interesting.  A pair of guys attached at the
crotch with a rope, were now attached to another team by handcuffs, and all
were in their underwear.  Each team had to climb to the top of a sandy hill
to retrieve a bucket and head down the other side to the next checkpoint, a
half kilometre away.  If the boys were keeping track, they actually were
very close to their original starting point as they had basically been sent
in a circle.  `Place your bucket on the ground and run back to the sand
pile.  You will need to transport enough sand to fill your bucket
completely.'  They all knew the easiest way to do it would be to fill their
underwear.  One team was smart and had two members strip completely and
filled the underwear to capacity and carried it carefully back, even though
it meant being naked for the half kilometer walk.  Others weren't so daring
and kept their underwear on, but filled it as full as they could and then
just held the legs to stop any leaking out.  Personally I would have
stripped rather than had my balls and ass crack rubbing in sand for 500
metres.  Once the bucket was full, they had to carry it a couple hundred
metres to the next clue which sent them down a brush and wood trail near a
lake.

They arrived at the edge of a marsh and looked for the next clue which was
on a pole several feet into the water.  As the first guy took off his shoes
and socks to try and reach it, they quickly realized that all four of them
would have to work together to get to it.  The water was also deep and
would require that at least three of them would get wet up to their waist.
Some still had wet shorts from the first task while others were dry.  With
a rope now around their cock and balls only four boys chose to get naked
for this task.  Jared and Myles were two of them.  Each team got their clue
which told them to switch underwear with one member of their group.  It's
bad enough switching underwear when it's dry, but when they're wet, it
feels weird to climb into someone else's shorts.

The next part told them to get to know each other and without looking, put
a hand into the underwear of each of the other guys and feel their cock and
balls.  When each guy had felt up every other guy, a few were sporting
boners and others just felt slightly embarrassed.  The instructions were
then to make their way on foot to Warehouse 49 at the end of pier 7 and
enter.

We were waiting in the warehouse on the benches when the pledges arrived.
The centre circle was lit up from above and the boys were told to stand
together by the raised stage area.

"You all made it on time and have survived.  Give each member of your
foursome a kiss to congratulate yourselves," Kelly said.  The boys kissed
and returned their attention to the circle where Kelly was standing.  The
handcuffs were removed by three members who then put their hands inside the
boy's underwear to remove the ropes.  It was obvious that a few of the guys
were getting felt up as the bulges in their pants were increasing in size.
Once they had all been freed, they were handed a bottle of water, a pen and
a piece of paper.

"Take a moment and have some water while we get ready for the next task."
They each took a drink which was probably needed after running around all
morning.  "You had 5 hours to get to know each other.  On your paper write
down how many of the 12 guys are circumcised and how many are
uncircumcised."  The guys wrote the number of each down and waited.  "So
let's see how you did.  Everyone remove your underwear and throw them
behind you.  As soon as they did, one member went along and counted all the
circumcised guys.

"Well, it appears that some of you were paying attention.  7 of you are
cut, 5 are not."  Half of you got it right.  The other half obviously were
just enjoying a cock in their hand, or don't know the difference.

"Okay, let's see what else you didn't bother to find out.  We want
absolutely no talking during this task.  One pledge will be called into the
middle.  Then one at a time you will come up and guess the person's name in
the circle by writing it down and showing it to him.  If you get it wrong,
he will slap you hard on the dick and you keep going until you get it
right.  Once you get it right, you can go sit down.  We keep going until
all 11 of you have guessed the guy's name correctly.  To make it fair, we
have written down all 12 names on the board in front of you.  Each of you
will get a turn in the center circle.  The faster you figure out names, the
less sore you'll be.  They began by pulling J.P. up.  Obviously Jared,
Myles and Jordan got it right, but five others didn't and each guy watching
felt it when the guy got slapped on the dick.  It took a lot of time and
some guys were much better at it than others.

When it was finally over, many of the guys had very sore dicks.

"So hopefully you remembered the names of everyone now as it might be
needed again.  Stand in a line side by side and put your hands out in front
of you," Kelly told the naked guys.  They all did as they were told and
several members went down and fastened a zip tie around each guy's wrist
and then locked the two wrists together with a small padlock.  "In my hand,
I hold 12 keys.  Each of these is on a string as you can see.  We are going
to lube the keys up and push one into each of your asses.  To get free, you
must take a key out of someone and try it in your lock.  If it doesn't fit,
you must put the key back where you found it. You cannot just hand the key
over to another guy.  If it fits, you are free and can take the key out of
your own ass and find the lock it opens.  Once you find it, sit down.  Last
one standing loses.  If the key in your own ass opens your lock, lucky you.
Just sit down after you free yourself."

 The guys provided a variety of grunts and groans as the keys were pushed
into them.  On the signal they all immediately struggled to get the key out
of their own asses first and then had to do their best to get it into the
lock hanging between their hands.  None of the guys were lucky enough to
have their own key and had to push it back in their ass.  They rushed
around to pull keys out of each other, and slowly freed themselves.  Half
of them were laughing and making noises as the keys were put in and out of
asses.  Jared was the first one to sit down followed by Curt and Dale, two
of the youngest guys in the group.  The last one to be released was 19 year
old Glenn.

"Looks like we have a winner and a loser.  Jared, Glenn owes you a reward
for being first to be released.  You get to choose your reward.  You can
have Glenn give you a blowjob or you can fuck him."

Jared smiled "Tough choice, but I think I'll take the blowjob."

Glenn was told to kneel in the centre and all the other guys were placed on
the line side by side around the circle to watch the two guys.  Jared
stepped up and was only partially hard.  Glenn knew what to do, and
immediately went down on Jared as he held the hardening cock with one hand
and Jared's ass with the other.  The guys watched closely as Glenn went
back and forth on Jared and it didn't take long for all of them to get hard
themselves.  Jared put his hands on Glenn's head and thrust himself in and
out harder until he was ready to blow.

"I'm gonna cum," he announced and let his jizz fly into the brown haired
guy in front of him.  Glenn did a good job of sucking every drop out of
Jared.  From the look of his hard cock dripping precum between his legs, it
didn't look like much of a punishment for him, but Kelly wasn't done.
"Alright.  That's one reward done.  The rest of you with boners, jerk off
and spray your cum all over the loser."  They didn't have to be asked twice
and immediately began to beat off, and as the guys watched each other
stroking, it almost became a race to see who could cum first.  A real
honest to goodness, down to earth, old fashioned circle jerk with Glenn
about to be the recipient of the excitement.  One by one the ten guys blew
their loads all over the 19 year old.  He had it all over his face, chest,
hair, crotch and even in his ears.  He was a white mess.

The guys were told to go sit down and relax.  They were given half an hour
to hang out with each other and enjoy the sub sandwiches that were brought
out.  Glen was led to the showers and cleaned up before being returned to
the group.

We all returned to the main warehouse after the break and Kelly stood into
the centre again.  He had the naked guys line up side by side.  "Inside the
bag on the table in front of you is a colored ball.  Pick one and step back
in line."

Each guy picked a ball and quickly saw that there were two colors, red and
blue.  "Guys with the red balls, step forward."  Kelly boomed, "You are the
red team."
 A curtain was pulled back to reveal the floor covered in a large plastic
sheet.  "Blue team go stand on the plastic sheet."  The 6 guys went and
positioned themselves in the middle.  "Red team pick a member of the blue
team to be your partner."  Myles, Jared and J.P. were all on the blue team
so couldn't be partners, leaving only Jordan as one of the friends left on
the other team.  Jordan chose 16 year old Curt as his partner.  He was one
of the uncut guys and Jordan seemed to like him as he'd made a point of
standing close to him whenever he was given the opportunity.

"Red team, you need to be able to identify your team mates," Kelly said as
`Q' members came out with six buckets and placed them in front of each
member of the red team.  "Go ahead and paint your partner blue from head to
toe.  Sit down when you think you are done."  They quickly took a brush and
began to paint their partners.  They actually had lots of fun as they made
their partner hold arms up and spread legs.  Some of them were not sure
about painting their partners hair, but as soon as one did it, the rest
followed.  Jordan sat down first and waited as his partner dried and the
rest finished up.  A few members stepped forward began to check the pain
job as Kelly watched.

"Pull the pledges foreskin back," Kelly said when they inspected Curt.  "As
suspected, you failed to paint his penis head.  Now he just looks silly.
Finish the job."  Once the blue team was fully painted, then it was their
turn to paint the red team.  As soon as all the boys were done, they were
put together as a group and a few pictures were taken.  "Partners, you will
each be given a list of three things to go and purchased along with $20.
Go out in pairs and get the stuff."  Just as the guys thought he was done,
he turned back around.  "I guess we can't let you go out like that though."
One of the `Q' pulled out red and blue tiny speedos and gave them to each
guy to put on.  "We don't want you getting arrested for walking into a
store naked.  Last team to get back will be punished."

The guys raced out in just their speedos and would have to run barefoot to
the nearest stores to get the three items on their list.  We knew it would
take at least an hour, so we decided we might as well have some fun
ourselves.  We all stripped and played with each other.  Colin and I spit
roast Kelly and then two of the executives got around to spit roasting me.
One of the guys had a thin cock, but it was at least 8 inches long.  I was
able to deep throat it nicely as a fat 6 incher pounded my ass.  It felt
like I was being fucked by Laurel and Hardy.

We just had enough time to get cleaned up and redressed as the team began
to arrive back with their items.  The last group back was J.P. and 21 year
old Martin.

"Tomorrow we have arranged a soccer game for you with an opposing team.  If
you win, you pass to the next round, if you fail, we will allow them to
punish you.  The address will be texted to each of you tonight.  Be there
by 10am and ready to play.  Everyone except J.P. and Martin may get dressed
and leave.  The all got into their clothes and looked pretty funny with
just red and blue heads and hands showing.  They left and once the room was
empty, Martin and J.P. were taken to the showers and told to scrub each
other clean, which took a bit of time as they had to ensure the paint was
removed from crack crevice, including under the fingernails.  It made me
realize that if the other pledges didn't have someone at home to help them
get clean, they could easily still have paint on them tomorrow.

J.P. and Martin were brought back into the centre of the room and placed on
their hands and knees.  "You were last and will now receive your punishment
for being last back.  Obviously you two are not as committed to becoming a
part of the `Q' as your fellow pledges.  You will be blindfolded and each
member will punish you in their own way.  Once they are done with you, you
will be allowed to leave, or you can say you wish to quit and you'll be
thrown outside with your clothes."  Both guys were blindfolded which would
allow all of us to get naked without being seen.  That was obviously
important for both Colin and me.  There were 10 members on the pledge
committee, so J.P. and Martin were going to be well punished.  The
punishments ranged from spankings and ball slapping to fucking from both
ends.  The boys swallowed so much cum, they wouldn't need meals for a few
days.  All of the actions were being videoed since J.P. and Martin were
both over 18.  As I got behind J.P. and lubed up, I secretly hoped he
wouldn't recognize my cock as I'd fucked him plenty of times in the past.
Most of the guys watched as I slid my big dick into my brother and pounded
his brains out.  I held onto J.P.'s shoulders as I drilled him deep and
hard.  A couple of guys blew their loads in his hair as they watched us
fuck.  One of the `Q' members had the guys lie on their backs and shaved
off their pubes and underarm hair.  Martin had a nice size cock, probably
around 7 inches and one guy chose to ride him and then shoot his load over
him.  Martin was told to open his mouth to receive a nice blast of cum from
Kelly who had almost perfect aim.  The video guy got a great shot of it
pumping from Kelly's cock into the pledge.  J.P. then had to kiss Martin to
share the cum as Kelly said that his jizz was too special to be kept by one
guy.  J.P. and Martin were told to make out until they got each other to
cum and then were taken to the shower to clean up.  While they were in
there the rest of us disappeared and let one member finish up with the guys
and take them back to the bridge.

"Nice start," Colin said as he patted Kelly on the back.  "Can't wait to
see what happens tomorrow at the soccer game."  We headed out and Colin and
I stopped by and picked up food for the house before heading home.  When we
got there with the stuff it was as if they hadn't been fed in weeks and all
tore into it like rapid animals.  I was sure they were gonna grab the
steaks with their hands and rip them apart with their teeth.  We had a
great night in the media room and watched a new movie that we streamed in.
I curled up with Colin under a blanket while Jason and Alex wrapped up
together across from us.  Kyle and Troy looked at us like puppies trying to
figure out who they liked the best so they could join, but then decided to
lie on the floor together between us.  They made popcorn and cotton candy
in the machines at the back of the room and played hosts.  They looked so
cute lying together.  It was almost as if they were boyfriends, but in
reality they were more like brothers; really really close brothers who
liked to snuggle, kiss and fuck.  So in other words, not like brothers at
all.  It was a nice night and we had a lot of fun just hanging out.

The next morning Colin and I headed over to the field behind the Q academy
which is where we were holding the soccer game.  Colin had suggested it to
Kelly since it was secluded and the school was currently on a break while
the final touches were put on the renovations for the grand opening.

"Welcome to day two and the pledges versus the playas!"  Kelly said as he
stepped forward onto the field.  Plenty of `Q' members had shown up to
watch from the stands.  Some were just dressed in normal clothes as they
had no connection to the pledges while others wore masks, and some like
Colin and I, wore disguises.  I had brown hair and Colin had short black
hair and we both had baseball caps with our masks.  Hopefully it would be
enough to keep us hidden properly.  We also sat in the middle of the
bleachers to stand out less.  "Pledges, we play 45 minutes and at the end
of that time if you have a higher score, you will be able to pick a member
of the other team to have some fun with, or you may leave until next
weekend.  If you lose, all of you will be used by the other team for their
pleasure while the audience watches.  Pictures and video are prohibited.
Are you ready to play soccer?"

The teams both yelled that they were ready and went to take their places.

"Oh, one last thing.  Pledges, you'll be playing naked, so remove
everything and throw it off to the side, shoes included."  They moaned and
quickly shucked their clothes to take their place on the fields.  It was
fun to watch them running back and forth with dicks swinging in the wind.
Many of the kicks by the other team were aimed at the guy's crotches and on
more than a few occasions they went down holding their balls.  It was a no
brainer as to who was going to win.

The pledges lost 5 – 1 and had to submit to the other team.  It wasn't
all about sex, in fact a lot of the things were just about making the guys
do humiliating things, like chicken fights, wheelbarrow races, being
spanked, and other things to make them feel silly.  Of course there was the
required sex as they had to give blowjobs to the other team.  Each player
got to pick a pledge and lined them up to have synchronized blowjobs.  It
was a fun few hours and the guys were sent home after letting them know
that their next task would be next Friday night starting at midnight and
last through the night.

We had successfully avoided detection again, and Colin and I grabbed a bite
to eat before heading home, where we found Kyle in the back yard with Aaron
on the trampoline.  We joined them in the pool for a while before inviting
everyone out to a movie.  Even with the media room where we could put on
almost any movie we wanted, it was still fun to go out to the big theatre,
get a bucket of popcorn big enough to live in, and soak up the
atmosphere...and butter like substance in the popcorn.

Colin and Alex had been working hard on their new project; or as Jason and
I called it, `The Revenge'.  The new Grind'r was going to be two doors down
from the deli that had pissed us all off, and so far all the work on the
new place was going on behind closed doors.  The windows were sealed up as
Colin didn't want to give away anything until he was ready to attack.
After researching the owner of the mall to make sure he wasn't a prick too,
Colin had signed a lease and asked for immediate occupancy of the place.
Needless to say, money talks and he was able to get in almost the same day.
Since we already had a business license for the other Grind'r, it wasn't
hard to get another one for this location.  It doesn't take much to get a
coffee shop and deli up and running, especially when the location you're
moving into was a restaurant previously.  It basically just needed the
coffee machines, furniture and décor to look like the other Grind'r.
Colin placed an ad on the `Q' website for a head chef, cook and staff and
quickly hired them.  They created a simple yet effective menu and priced it
well under what you might expect.  The Chef said that we could charge way
more, but Colin told him we would do business on volume and quality rather
than greed, which seemed to please everyone.  Of course they didn't know
the real motive behind his plan.  As I looked at the price list myself, I
wondered if we would actually be making profit.  An egg salad sandwich with
potato chips, celery and carrot stick and a drink was only 2 bucks.  A
steak sandwich with fries and a drink $4.  Even a burger with fries and a
drink was only $3, and they weren't the McDonald's type fries.  These were
really thick cut potatoes and a burger so big I couldn't get my mouth
around it.  I know what you're thinking...that must be a REALLY big
burger...assholes.  Behind the sealed window, the Chef prepared different
dishes for us and we incited plenty of our friends to come and try it out
before any sort of opening was going to take place.  Colin and Alex wanted
the best food they could get, but stuff that could be prepared fast for
maximum volume without losing that sense of home cooking and personal
attention.  I eagerly awaited the attack of Colin once we opened.  I
imagined a Japanese horror movie with Colin as Godzilla stomping on all the
assholes of the deli next door and them screaming and running for the exits
with their hands over their head.  I shook my head to snap back to reality,
and after another meal sampling, I said goodbye to the guys and headed
home.

I pulled up the driveway to where Kyle and Troy were standing outside with
a storage box and a step ladder looking up at the house.

"Hey guys, what're you doing?"

"Umm...well we were going to put up the Christmas lights, but we're gonna
need a shitload more lights and a bigger fucking ladder.  Plus I think it's
gonna be July before we get this bitch done," Kyle said with Troy nodding
like Silent Bob.

"So buy some more lights, or hire a decorator and get `er dun!  You have a
card to charge shit too, go nuts.  That's why we gave you the credit
cards."

"Cool, how much can we spend?"  Troy asked breaking his silence.

"Whatever it takes to make the house look incredible."

"What's the limit on the card?"  Kyle grinned slyly.

"There isn't one," I told him and then immediately thought perhaps that was
maybe too much information.  I headed inside to let the guys figure it out.
I saw the two boys come inside and start to look online for ideas about
what to do and then made a call to Forrest for his input.  I could almost
imagine what the house would look like when Forrest got done with it.  It
would win awards and be visited by people from all over the world and cost
hundreds of thousands of dollars...and that would just be for electricity.
I noticed Kyle unzip Troy's pants and slide his hand inside almost as just
something to do while they searched for ideas.  He began to jerk him off
and it didn't take long before Kyle got on his knees, pulled Troy's pants
down and gave him a full on blowjob.

"Get a room!"  I yelled across to them from the kitchen.

Troy laughed.  "We have a room, it's called the living room."  He lay back
and allowed himself to jettison his load into Kyle.  Then as quick as it
started it was over, and they printed out a few ideas to show Forrest.

That night, Troy climbed into bed with us and curled up against me.  It was
like he was a little kid scared of a thunder storm.  He didn't say anything
and just fell asleep.  In the morning, I laughed when I saw Kyle in bed
with us as well and curled up against Colin, who looked at me and just
shrugged.  "Don't ask me, he showed up around 4am.  How about Troy?"

"About 1am," I admitted whispering.  Troy awoke and wrapped his hand around
my dick to get me fully hard before he slid under the covers to blow me.
Almost as if they'd planned it, Kyle did the same thing to Colin and the
covers were going up and down as we lay on our backs getting morning head.
"You think this is something new that we should look forward to every
morning?"  I said looking over at Colin before I kissed him.

"I dunno, but I like it.  You wanna fuck them next, or just go for a
shower."

"Nah, fucking takes too much energy in the morning.  We should just go
shower once we pump our loads into them."  It didn't take long to reward
the boys and they came back up to lie beside us.

"Good morning.  What's with the fun overnight company and great wake up?"
I asked.

"We just thought it would be awesome to sleep together.  We are so far
apart in this new house, it's like we all live in separate countries.  You
gonna give me a morning kiss?"  Troy said as he leaned over to me.

"No, you have cum breath," I laughed as I kissed him on the forehead
instead.  We dragged ourselves to the shower and cleaned up together.
Thank god we have such a massive bathroom.  The week progressed normally
for us.  The guys all headed off to do school or work and I felt I was
living in an old western as I watched them all ride off into the sunset
each day.  In my head I could see the dust as they vanished over the
horizon, and I sat in the rocking chair with a stalk of straw in my mouth;
my old hound dog lying next to me.  This is how my whole life is going to
end up.  Me rocking on the porch.  All I'd need would be a banjo and the
whole illusion would be complete.

A couple days later Troy arrived home and announced his arrival over the
house intercom.  "I hope everyone is decent as I have a guest with me."  I
ran downstairs in my T-shirt and shorts and saw Dad standing there with
Troy.

"Hi Dad!"  I said as I ran up and gave him a hug.  "You and Troy been
hanging out?  ADAM, ask Jason to come to the great room."  ADAM paged Jason
who came running down in short order.  He hugged Dad like I had as it was
great to see him at the house.

"Troy, you wanna tell them?"  Dad asked.

"Tell us what?"  Jason wondered.

"In a minute.  ADAM, please page everyone to the great room," Troy smiled
as we all sat down together.  The rest of the guys arrived and said hi to
Dad.

Troy opened his wallet.  "None of you are safe now!  I just got my driver's
license," he said showing it to us.  We congratulated him and gave him a
hug.

"We should have a few drinks to celebrate and go out for a drive," I joked.

"Nice Justin.  Way to be a role model," Dad said shaking his head.

"Awesome Troy," Kyle said.  "You can borrow my truck whenever you need it."

"How come you never told us you were going for it?"  I asked.

"I wanted it to be a surprise if I got it and didn't want you to know if I
failed," he smiled.  "Dad took me down for it and I passed on my first
try."

"Now you don't have to rely on anyone to get around," Colin said as he
congratulated Troy again.  "How's it feel?"

"Frickin' awesome!  Dad, you should stay and hang out for a bit.  We can
all go swimming, hit the steam room, maybe watch a movie."

"Yeah come on Dad.  We could have a boy's night for once.  Grab a few beers
order pizza," Jason encouraged.  "We haven't done that in forever."

"Let me call your Mom and tell her that I'll be home later.  I hope you
boys have cold beer handy," he said as he called home and let Mom know what
he was doing.

Troy was the first to get the ball rolling with swimming.  He took Dad
downstairs to show him stuff, even though he had seen the house before.
Then he stripped and jumped into the pool naked.  "Come on Dad, or do you
want to go to the outside pool?"

"Dad, we have swim shorts upstairs if you want go up and change," I
offered.

"I'm guessing you all go skinny dipping around here," he smiled.

"Of course," said Kyle as he stripped and joined Troy in the pool.  Aaron
followed right behind.

Dad shook his head.  "The last time I went skinny dipping was at a college
party, it's where I met your Mom.  It was a big booze fest on the beach and
me and my buddies were dared by the girls to go streaking and then skinny
dip.  Of course once your Mom saw me without clothes, well let's just say
she'd liked what she saw and we hooked up for the first time."

"God Dad!  TMI!  Way too much information.  Gross."  Jason complained as
Alex and Colin laughed.

"Alright, if my boys can go skinny dipping, then so can I," he pulled off
his shirt and dropped his pants.  Jason and I looked at each other.  We
hadn't seen Dad naked since we were little kids and he was about to strip
in front of us.  It felt weird, which it shouldn't.  We saw tons of guys
naked all the time, but none were our Dad, and it felt even weirder as he
hadn't seen us either.  Colin and Alex stripped and jumped in the water,
and as Dad dropped his boxers we saw him naked for the first time.  For the
first time, I actually felt nervous stripping.  We didn't have pubes or
chest hair and Dad had a hairy chest, and like most straight guys didn't
shave or trim his pubes.  He was the hairiest guy in the room and I didn't
want to look, but it was almost compelling.

"Dad, I'll race you," said Troy as he lined up at one end of the pool.

"Take it easy on me Troy, I'm getting too old for this," he laughed.  They
raced to the end of the pool and it was close, but Dad actually beat him.
It was kinda fun seeing how Troy interacted with Dad.  He was acting like
any kid who idolizes his father, and since he'd never had one before, it
was as if he were 10 years old.  I think I felt a bit jealous at their
relationship.  Perhaps with Jason and me, we just took Dad for granted and
knew he would always be there for us.  We swam for about a half an hour
before hitting the steam room and sauna.  Sitting around naked with Dad
never got easier, especially since we were trying not to throw any boners
with him around.  Now that really would be weird and uncomfortable.

After we dried and dressed, we hit the media room with beers and ordered
pizza before settling down to watch an action movie.  It was actually a fun
night with Dad and Troy hardly left his side, staring at him a lot and
smiling whenever Dad paid attention to him.  They had really bonded and it
was kinda fun to watch.  After the movie was over, Dad headed home and
hugged each of us, even Kyle and Aaron.

"Now we know what you guys will look like when you're older.  Your Dad is
pretty hot," Aaron said.

"Shut up, Aaron," laughed Jason as grabbed him around the neck to wrestle
with him.  "Plus you know we're adopted right?"

Troy was still showing off his driver's license and Kyle told him that he
was driving to school in the morning, which got a big grin from him.  The
boys even decided to sleep together to celebrate.

Friday night arrived and Colin and I headed for the cemetery for midnight
where all 12 pledges showed up.  Not at all a creepy place for a task.
They would be given a map and have to get to a location by 7am before the
sun came up.  We arrived around 11:30 and laid out glow sticks behind the
headstones, making the whole place look as ominous as we could.  Then we
made a circle of blue ones that would illuminate Kelly when he addressed
the group.  Just before midnight, pledges began arriving and stood together
at one end of the cemetery.  Two of the pledge committee, dressed in their
robes and masks, moved the guys forward, closer to the circle.

"Pledges," Kelly said as he stepped into the middle of the blue light.  It
shone up his robe, but faded before it got to his face.  "This is weekend
two and we are still unsure whether you are worthy to become members of the
`Q'.  We continue to test your commitment to join a brotherhood that spans
the globe.  Tonight you need to arrive at your final destination checkpoint
at exactly 7am, before the sun comes up.  If you don't think you can handle
it you should leave now."

No one left, as many had at least some understanding about what might be
expected as rumours were out there about the `Q'.  Kinda like the rumours
about Sasquatch, Loch Ness monster and God.  Nice to believe in, but no
real proof.  Throughout the cemetery, you will find 66 items that do not
belong here.  Find all 66 and bring them back into the centre of the blue
lights.  Once you have found all of them, kneel on the ground around the
circle and put your hands behind your backs.  Do not leave the cemetery
grounds.  Go now."  He walked away and we all stood hidden just out of the
cemetery grounds.  We could see them rushing around.

They were looking for a map, instruction envelope, loin cloth, glow stick,
flashlight, handcuffs, black felt pen, scissors, small artist paintbrush
and a small bag to carry everything in which hung around their neck.  It
took some searching but they eventually found everything and piled it in
the blue light ring.

"Each of you go and pick up a loin cloth," Kelly instructed.  Once they did
it and knelt back down, he told them to now pick a partner.  This took a
little longer as we didn't know how many of the pledges knew each other,
except for J.P., Jared, Myles, and Jordan.  J.P. picked the guy right next
to him which surprised me.  I thought he would pick Jordan since he knew
him, but apparently Jordan had his eyes on a hot dark haired guy named Sam.
"Now one member from each pair go and pick up one of each of the other
items.  You should have a glow stick, handcuffs, paint brush, flashlight,
instruction envelope, map, scissors, carrying pouch and felt pen."  So far
the task was easy and the boys were all following along properly, but like
all tasks, it would get progressively harder.

"These are the items you will need along the way.  If you follow the
instructions inside each envelope, you will find the next checkpoint, which
will give you further instructions, until you reach your final destination.
If you fail to follow the clues correctly you may end up lost and as you
will see, that will not be something you wish to do."  I knew that inside
the bag was a GPS tracking chip in case they really did get lost, plus we
would know if a pair didn't show up at one of the checkpoints.

"The first thing you need to do is to strip your partner down to his
underwear and fasten the loin cloth securely around his waist.  Bring the
clothes over to the center circle.  You can keep your shoes and socks."
The loin cloth was just a piece of square leather fabric hanging on a
string.  If they had been nude, it wouldn't afford much privacy when they
were moving.  The group got to work on stripping each other.  Some boys had
baggy boxers, others had briefs; most had boxer/briefs.  The group stood
with their loin cloths on and Kelly gave them the next instruction.

"Pick one partner to be the artist and the other to be the canvas.  The
artist will draw a replica of the map you have been given onto the chest of
the canvas.  Make sure you are accurate as this will be your only map for
the evening.  Once you are done, throw your map back in the centre circle
and open your instruction envelope for your next task."

The guys got to work drawing a copy of the map onto the chest of their
partner with the felt pen.  Most took their time and tried to get it as
detailed as possible.  One at a time as they finished, they dropped the map
and opened the envelope.  We gathered up their clothes and maps and
disappeared quietly, leaving the pledges by themselves.  They had no idea
if this was a race or a team effort at this point.  It would be up to them
to decide, but human nature said they would treat it as a race.

`Handcuff yourself to your partner.  Place all remaining items into the
pouches and hang them around your neck and proceed to checkpoint 1.'  The
first checkpoint was only a short distance away and was designed to get the
guys comfortable with each other.

If they could follow the map, they would be there in less than 15 minutes.
Once they arrived, there were more things for them. A key was hanging on a
hook with another card of instructions.  `Artists, use the key provided and
remove the handcuffs from your arm.  Pick a new `canvas' partner and
handcuff yourself to him.  Remove your partner's underwear so that you are
only wearing a loin cloth and shoes.  Make your way to the tree marked on
your map.'

It was another 30 minutes of rough terrain for the guys to get there, which
brought them to a small lake fed by a stream.  The instructions were on a
rock lit up with a glow stick.  `Using your flashlight and glow stick.
Swim as a team to collect a bag at the bottom of the lake.  Inside you will
find more instructions.  Stay handcuffed.'

The guys struggled to get into the cold water and swam down to find a bag
held down with a rock.  There were six of them, one for each team.  Once
they untied it and brought it back to the shore, they found it had 4
towels, snack food and water, a blindfold and more instructions.  Dry
yourselves and make your way to the #3 on your map.  One of your team must
be blindfolded.'

As if it wasn't difficult enough in the dark, now one of the pledges was
blindfolded while the other had to guide him along the trail.  It wasn't a
long walk, but it took all of them at least 45 minutes to get there as they
had to walk slowly instead of run.  The night was chilly so the boys would
be cold by the time they arrived, especially after their swim.  At the next
checkpoint, they found a fire pit set up, along with matches, blankets and
lube.  The instructions were waiting on the pile of logs.  `Get warmed up.
Light the fire.  Artists sit on one side, Canvases on the other.  Pick a
new partner from your new group and wrap together in a blanket.  You have
one hour to get to know each other and warm up.  Use the lube to really get
to know your partner intimately.  Remember we are watching how you treat
your brother.  Next checkpoint is on your map marked as devil's horn.
Leave everything here except for the supply bag around your neck, your loin
cloth and shoes/socks.'

"How do we know how long an hour is?"  One guy asked as they looked around
for a watch.

"We'll just have to guess.  It doesn't really matter as long as we get to
the end by 7am," another suggested wisely. "We can just take a break, warm
up and then head off again."

The fire was lit and the boys broke into their new groups and wrapped in
blankets to huddle together.  It didn't take long for a few of them to lie
down and begin to kiss each other and explore their partner's body.
J.P. had hooked up with 17 year old Joel, who was not as cute as the other
guys, but definitely had a nice cock on him.  We watched from darkness of
the woods and saw J.P. lie on his back and allow Joel to climb on top of
him.  Within a few minutes J.P. had wrapped his legs around Joel's waist
and was being fucked while they kissed.  Several other boys took the hint
and fucked as well.  Many of the blankets had fallen away as the heat from
the physical exercise was really warming the boys up.  Since the
instructions hadn't given them permission to do group sex of any kind, the
pledges remained in pairs as they got to know each other.  Some pairs were
funny to watch as it was obvious that both of them were either tops or
bottoms and weren't sure about who should change roles, while others were
versatile and rolled around like tumbleweeds, flip flopping between each
other.  Jared was hard at work boning Martin, one of the older pledges,
while Jordan had his legs wrapped tightly around Curt, one of the younger
pledges.  Jordan was moaning and wiggling so much that Curt almost had to
hold him down to get a good rhythm going.  Jordan was making sure that
everyone knew he was there and that he was having fun.  Curt kept trying to
kiss him, probably to shut him up a little.  As each guy came, some in the
ass of their partner, others on chests and at least one in the mouth, they
rolled back in the blanket to wait until the end of the hour.  Some took
the opportunity to talk or eat and drink.  When they thought the hour was
up, they all headed off as a group talking excitedly about what might be
next.  They arrived at a clearing where a small wooden garage like shack
was located.  It looked run down and abandoned.  A glow stick at the
entrance reveal instructions on the door.  `Enter and be silent.'

"Ooooo," said one pledge trying to sound like it was a scary thing.  The
pledges entered and found the room to be nice and warm which was a welcome
change as they were all chilled again.  In the centre of the room were two
naked girls lying on a table with two naked boys standing behind them at
their heads.

There was a shelf to the side that was lit with another glow stick and more
instructions.  `Part of being a brother in the Q is being able to take
control of a situation and enjoy yourself.  In front of you are two males
and two females.  They will do what you ask, but will not talk.  But
remember, what goes around comes around.  At the end of two hours they will
leave no matter what you are in the middle of doing.  Once they have left
remain where you are for part two.'

"So what type of things are we supposed to use them for?"  Asked 16 year
old Dale who was having trouble keeping his dick down in the warm room,
especially with the new naked people in front of him.  What they didn't
know is that we were watching from the outside of the cabin through
peepholes.  The pledge committee members would also be taking notes.

"Since they are naked, I suppose we could pretty much do anything.  How
many of you have seen a girl naked before in real life," asked 19 year old
Glenn.  Only 5 of the guys put up their hand.  "How many of you have had
sex with a girl before?"  Only 4 hands went up this time.  16 year old Dale
had said he had seen a naked girl, but hadn't had sex with one.  "So maybe
we start there.  Everyone should take a look at the girls up close and
check them out."

"Wait," said Darrell, one of the 17 year olds.  "Look at the pairs.  This
guy isn't shaved and is uncut.  The girl with him is also natural with a
full pubic bush.  But the other pair doesn't have any pubic hair and the
guy is circumcised."  Do you think that matters?"

The discussed it for a while and wondered if maybe that's what the scissors
were for that they had been given.

"Should we trim the pubes of the guy and the girl to make it look better?"

"It said what goes around comes around so if we shave them, wouldn't they
shave us?"  J.P. asked.

"French guy has a point," said Peter.  "Maybe one of the guys who is
already shaved should do it."

"Let's just check them out first," Glenn suggested.  The guys moved to look
at the girls on the table.  One of the pledges reached out and touched the
girl's boobs and then felt the other girl to compare.  It didn't take much
encouragement for others to have a feel after that.  "Take a look at the
pussy next," Glenn said as he pulled her legs wide and let them hang over
the sides of the table.  He put his hand on her mound and began to rub
either side of it and pulled the lips apart as the guys watched.  "This is
almost as much fun as fingering a guy's hole and checking for his
prostate," he grinned as he pushed a finger into her.  He made sure to give
the guys plenty of room to watch.  "See, it's hot to watch.  The guy over
there is already hard," he mentioned as he pointed to the guy standing
behind her head.  He had a rock hard dick out in front of him now easily at
7˝ inches.  "Plus a few of you seem to be enjoying it."

"You fuck her?"  Peter said pointing at Jordan.

"I don't do girls.  I'm gay," he protested.  "I'm hard because that guy is
cute and has a big boner.  I'd love to have that inside me."

"I think we should all fuck one of these girls before we leave, so that we
know the difference between sex with guys and sex with girls.  Some of you
might even like it."  Glenn got on his knees and pulled the girl to the end
of the table and spread her pussy lips open and made a real show of pushing
his tongue into her.  Some of the guys mumbled at how gross that was, while
others watched fascinated.  After he'd ate her out for a bit, he stood up
showing off his erection.  "Okay boys pay attention, I'm gonna fuck this
bitch and show you what it's like."  He pushed his cock into her and lifted
the girl's legs onto his shoulders to get better depth.

"Seems the same as fucking a guy if you ask me," said Jordan watching the
show.  "Except there's no handle to hold onto while you fuck," he giggled.
Some of the others chuckled along with him, and slowly each of them was
getting an erection.  Some from watching others bone up, some probably from
watching Glenn's dick going in and out, and probably a few who were looking
forward to trying a girl for the first time.

"I wanna rim one of the guys," said Myles as he went over to the hairy guy
and asked him to bend over.  He got on his knees and pulled the guys cheeks
apart to show off a hairy crack.  From the look on his face, it was obvious
that he hadn't seen many hairy asses like that.  He carefully stuck his
tongue into it and licked the full length of the guy's ass.  When he
decided it wasn't that bad, he went to town rimming the guy and getting as
deep into him as he could.  Glenn meanwhile announced he was cumming and
quickly pulled out and shot his load all over the floor.  I guess he didn't
want to chance getting her pregnant.  Then he told the new guy with the
hardon to show everyone else how to fuck a chick.  The guy came around and
repositioned the girl on the table and climbed on top and fucked her.
Everyone was watching him, especially his sweet smooth ass as it bounced up
and down.  J.P. couldn't take any more and went to the side of the table
and spread the guy's ass cheeks apart before dropping his face into it to
give him a nice rimming while jerking his own cock.  The guy doing the
fucking moaned and kept going, but he lost his concentration several times
as he enjoyed his hole being tongued.

"Don't cum in her," warned Martin.  "We should get a chance to suck his
dick ourselves."

"Yeah, you can taste that pussy juice on his pole," Glenn said crudely.

"Are you sure you like guys?"  Martin asked to Glenn.

"Yeah, I like both equally.  Nothing hotter than smoking a pole dipped in
pussy sauce."

"Fuck, if you keep talking like that I'm going to throw up," said Joel.

The action continued as a couple of guys stepped up to fuck the two girls
and then it was decided that the one with the hairy bush should be trimmed,
so four guys got to work with their scissors and trimmed the pubes of both
the guy and the girl until they looked more respectable.  Then they
fingered the girls and the guys to see the differences.  Those who wanted
to do something chose either a girl or a guy and went at it.  Everyone was
getting fucked, sucked, fingered and rimmed.  The guys got most of the
attention, but the girls got a decent share as well, but nowhere near as
much.  A couple of the guys gave in and tried to fuck a girl just to see
what it was like, and commented on the difference between and ass and a
vagina.

Myles had fucked all four and even sat on the cocks of both guys.  He was
making sure to get the full experience of everything.  He even had all four
of them rim his ass so he could say who was best.  Then he licked all six
holes of the four people and commented on each one.  It was as if he were
checking them out for a prize show somewhere.  Most of the guys shot a load
one place or another.  A few had dumped their loads prematurely inside the
girls and were being teased by the guys about getting a chick pregnant.
Others did what they knew and pumped the guys full of jizz.  It was a full
on educational experience, and then suddenly the four people got up and
left the room completely naked.

"I guess our two hours is up," Glenn said.  "Hope you all got to check out
a pussy and put your dick in one.  At least you'll be able to say that you
know for sure which you like."

They continued talking until the door swung open rapidly and crashed
against the wall.  Four big hairy naked guys walked in and blocked the
entrance.

"Round two boys."  Boomed the first guy.

"Oh shit," said Jordan.  "Here comes the `what goes around comes around
part'."

"You, sissy boy.  Who told you you could talk?  Get over here?"  Jordan
walked over to the guy who was easily 6'6" and 250lbs of solid muscle.  He
looked way up at the guy.  "You obviously have a mouth on you, so we'll see
how that works later.  Turn around and show me that tight little ass."
Jordan turned around and pulled his ass slightly apart.  "Christ boy, I
wanna see the merchandise before I buy it.  Bend the fuck over and spread
those cheeks."  Jordan did as he was told.  "Nice pink hole.  I'll bet
that's one sweet pussy.  You boys every see a pussy that looked so tight?"
The other three massive guys took a look.

"No boss, I think this little bitch is ripe for a good breeding from some
real men," said one of the other guys who was just about as solidly built.

"Yeah that's what I was thinking.  Carry her over and put her on the table.
Get her legs spread nice and wide."

Jordan was basically carried to the table and bent over the edge of it, his
legs painfully wide apart.

"Any of you little fags ever taste a nice sweet pussy before?"  Not one of
the guys said a word or even moved.

"What about you boy?  I heard you like the pussy," he said pointing at
Glenn.  "Get over there and shove your tongue between her cunt lips.  Taste
that sweet virgin before we pop her cherry."

I almost laughed out loud which might have blown my cover as we hid outside
watching strategically through the holes in the walls.  Virgin pussy?
Jordan?  Boy was that guy licking up the wrong hole.  We watched as Glenn
got on his knees and had his head slammed into Jordan's ass to rim him
hard.

"What about the rest of you little girls?  Who wants to taste a nice big
cock of a real man?"  You big tits, get over here," he boomed pointing at
Sam.  Sam was well built and had nice pecs, but I'm sure he wouldn't like
being called big tits.  Those are some sweet boobies you got there
princess," he said as he reached up and twisted Sam's nipples before he
went down on each one and sucked on them.  "Oh yeah, we're gonna milk those
before the night is out.  I love a big titty woman as much as I like one
with a lot of junk in her trunk.  Wait there until I need you.  My dick is
aching for some relief.  You, pussy muncher...get out of the way.  I need
to fuck this bitch."  Glen scrambled out from between Jordan's legs as the
big guy stepped up behind him, spit on his dick and rammed it in without so
much as an introduction.  Jordan yelped at the intrusion but took it like
the true bottom he was.  "Yeah, that's what I thought.  She like's a man's
cock in her.  That's a tight pussy boys.  You all gotta ride this.  He
fucked Jordan hard and continued his commentary the whole time about what a
slutty little whore she was, how she gagged for a real man's cock and how
he was going to breed her.  He pulled out before he came and grabbed one of
the other big guys to take his place.  One by one they fucked Jordan until
they'd had enough, but none of them came.  Jordan was pulled off the table
and sent back with the guys.  Something told me he was disappointed that it
was over...for now.

"We need some of these baby bitches to come lick the pussy juice off us.
Nothing hotter than smoking a pole dipped in pussy sauce," he said using
Glenn's words verbatim.  He pulled Glenn over and made him suck off one of
the guys and then one by one selected someone to lick the other three
cocks.  Jared and J.P. had been selected for this duty.  Myles was given
the task of rimming two of the guys and smelling their manliness.  Of
course he loved it and boned up quickly.

"Awww isn't that sweet.  Princess puddlecakes likes eating out a real man.
Get her up on the table and let's use her properly."  The guys lifted Myles
off the floor, flipped him onto his back widthways on the table.  One guy
pushed Myles' head back and shoved his cock right down his throat, while
another stepped between his legs and shoved his cock into him.  Myles was
used to this and took both dicks like a professional.  A third guy came up
and began pulling on Myles' tits stretching them beyond anything I thought
possible.  It caused Myles to cry out in pain, so they slapped him hard on
the belly to shut him up.  He was fucked hard for several minutes, until
they released him.

"There's nothing I hate worse than a bitch who can't trim her pussy.  I
like to be able to eat her out without getting hair in between my teeth.
Line up against the wall baby girls.  Time to clean up the work spaces.
The pledges lined up and the guys pulled out two cordless trimmers and
quickly removed the pubes from all the guys that had any.  It wasn't a
smooth shave job, it was just done quickly.

"Put your hands behind your heads, girls.  I noticed that several of you
chicks think you're European with those hairy rats under your arms."  He
quickly went along the line removing the underarm hair with a couple swipes
of the trimmer.  "Much better.  Just a couple more things and we'll be
ready to fuck each of you."  The guys were given a shot of perfume and
lipstick.

"Now you're beginning to smell and look better.  Almost something I'd want
to get my dick into."  He pulled the first four guys out of line and bent
them over the edge of the table.  They fucked them side by side talking
about how their bitches were with each thrust.  Then they said they were
bored and got the next four, followed by the final four.  Jordan and Myles
were the unlucky (or lucky) guys as they had got fucked more than anyone
else.  On the final four, the guys dumped their loads into them.  "That's a
nice night of slutty bitches.  We should go grab a few beers boys.  Maybe
we'll find some hotter chicks at the bar.  Just one last thing girls.
You're gonna need to look better to get home."  He pulled out a bunch of
clothes from his bag and threw them on the table.  "Get dressed and get
your asses home.  Don't even think about going to the old band shelter in
the park that's on your map."  The four big guys left and we watched as the
guys scrambled for the clothes, only to realize that they were dresses in
various sizes.  Jordan quickly pulled out a small red one that he squeezed
into.  I hated to admit it, but with his lipstick and the dress, he looked
pretty hot as a girl.  His slim body was shown off nicely with the tight
fitting dress.  Other guys such as Peter and Joel, didn't look quite as
convincing.  Poor Martin ended up with a flowered dress that looked like it
was three sizes too big and came from the 60's.  I wished I had my camera
for that shot.

"So do you think we should head home or go to the band shelter on our map?
If it's a trick, we could all fail if we just go home," Curt said looking
fabulous in his blue patterned dress.

"We could also fail if we go to the band shelter," Jared said cautiously.

Darrell suggested that they sneak up to the band stand to have a look and
if there was no one waiting or no instructions, to just head home.  The
group debated what to do for a while until Jordan spoke up.

"Wait, didn't that hooded dude at the beginning say we had to check in by
7am at our last checkpoint?  Why would Sasquatch tell us not to go to the
band shelter, when he could have just said go home?  I say he wanted us to
know that our last checkpoint was the band shelter."

The guys murmured for a while and decided that he made the most sense, so
they raced out of the shack towards the direction on their map where the
band shelter was located.  They approached with caution and suggested
Jordan go check it out since it was his idea.

"I'm not crawling through the bushes in my pretty dress.  I might want to
use this to go clubbing in next weekend, bitches," he said snapping his
fingers.  They laughed and Joel agreed to go check it out.  He snuck up and
went up into the old band stand shelter.  He stood for a while looking at
something and then came running back.

"There's another clue and it said `open the envelope at 7am if you think
you are at the right location.'

"What the fuck does that mean?"  Martin asked.  "How the hell do we know
when it's 7am?"

"The old church bell," replied Sam.

"What church bell?"  Asked Dale.

"There's a church a distance from here that rings those fucking bells every
hour and half hour.  The one on the half hour is just one ding, but the one
on the hour tells you what time it is.  If we wait and are quiet we should
be able to hear it."

"Couldn't we just run somewhere and find a clock?"

"Sure, let's go into the all night convenience store and see how long it
takes for us to get arrested," Curt complained.

"I'd go in like this, no problem," said Jordan.  "I look amazing.  But if
it takes too long to get there and back we might miss 7am.  Let's wait for
at least one bell and then we'll know we have at least a half hour before
the actual hour chimes."

So they waited for the chimes which indicated that it was 6am.  So they
settled in for another hour and cuddled up talking and getting to know each
other more.  A few guys took the opportunity to get under the dresses of
others for a blow job or two, but most just relaxed and talked and tried to
stay warm.  When 7am hit, they raced for the band stand and opened the
final clue.

`Congratulations.  Tonight's task is over...well almost.  We have a limited
budget for our pledges and we will need 6 dresses back.  The other six can
be kept as part of your experience.  Choose which six will go home with
dresses and who will go home completely naked.'

We watched as they discussed it, and I wasn't surprised to see Myles be the
first to strip after Jared whispered in his ear.  No doubt he pulled out
the master/slave card for that one.  The others weren't quite as willing,
and they discussed who lived closer or had the most protected route home or
to a friend's house.  Jared, Jordan, and J.P realized that they could
easily get to our place if they made their way to the waterfront and stroll
along the beach.  It would be a long walk but most of the area was secluded
and often frequented by nudists.  They all volunteered.  Martin also dumped
his oversize retro garment, saying he would rather be caught naked than in
that thing.  Finally Curt said that if he could go with Jordan and the
guys, he would dump his dress too as long as they promised he could borrow
clothes when they arrived at where they were going.  They promised, so he
dropped his dress and the group split up after giving hugs and kisses.  I
smiled to myself at how easily Jared had promised to give away our clothes,
not even thinking that we might say no.  From where we were, it was easily
going to take them a couple of hours to get to us, so Colin and I raced
home after saying goodbye to Kelly and the guys.  We got in the house and
everyone was still asleep, so we raced up to the bedroom, had a nice long
hot shower together and climbed into bed.

"ADAM, please turn off the perimeter alarm and let us know when someone
activates the center camera along the west fence."  The ding indicated that
my request was confirmed.  Colin and I drifted off to sleep for a couple of
hours knowing that we would soon be invaded by 5 naked guys.  It felt like
we had only been asleep for three minutes when ADAM alerted us to movement
on the back camera.  In actual fact it had been three hours.  I dragged my
naked ass to the other room and stood looking into the back yard.
Strolling through the gate were the tired and weary looking naked guys.  I
smiled and went to let Colin know they were here.  He mumbled something
about letting them stay outside as he needed more sleep and rolled over.  I
pulled on a pair of shorts and went down to the kitchen to find Kyle and
Troy having cereal and toast.

"Late breakfast boys?"  I grinned.

"Look who's talking.  We at least got home before 7am."  Kyle grinned.

"How do you know what time we got home?"  I asked.

"Duh!  ADAM what time did Justin and Colin get home last night?"

"Arrival time at main entrance was 7:26am."  I grinned sheepishly.  I
didn't know it could do that, but I suppose it made sense.

"ADAM we really have to talk about boundaries," I said out loud.

"If you say so," he replied, causing Troy and Kyle to laugh.

"Okay, but not a word to anyone okay.  We were doing pledging stuff last
night and the guys are walking up to our back door as we speak.  Not a word
about what time we got home?"

"Pledging?"  Troy asked causing me to stop in my tracks.  Shit I'd totally
forgotten that Troy wasn't a member of the Q yet.  I still didn't think he
was ready, but I was so tired I'd totally forgotten.  I should write this
stuff down somewhere to keep track of it all.

"He means pledging with the new academy stuff," Kyle blurted out quickly.

"Oh, I get it.  Like a frat hazing thing," Troy said smiling.

"Right.  Just don't say anything okay."  I mouthed a thank you to Kyle.  We
heard the knocking on the back door to the pool level and we went down to
meet them.  All of them were standing there naked and dirty, with only Curt
covering his crotch with his hands.

"Now if the Girl Guides sold cookies dressed like this, they'd sell a lot
more," I laughed as the strolled in."

"I can't wait to hear this story," I laughed.

"Umm, we went skinny dipping at the beach and when we came out someone
stole all our clothes," lied Jared.  "So we walked like three kilometres to
get here."

"You walked naked all the way here?"  I asked playing along.

"Well it was either that or take the bus, and we don't exactly have our bus
pass on us," he smiled as he put his hands out to the side and spun around.

"What's with the felt pen drawing all over your chests?"  I asked pointing
at Myles and J.P."

"Just our own map to guide us to your place," Jared lied again.  I decided
not to pursue it any further.

"I guess first things first, go take a shower.  You all look like you
rolled in mud the whole way here.  I don't think we've met.  I'm Justin and
this is Kyle and Troy," I said putting my hand out to Curt.  He took one
hand away from his crotch and shook my hand.

"Curt," he said nervously.

"Even though we're only in our underwear, I kinda feel overdressed around
you guys," I chuckled.  "You guys staying for a while or are you heading
home?"

"That depends on whether or not you'll lend us some clothes," grinned
Jordan.  "I'd be fine hanging out naked here for a while as long as you
join us."

"No problem borrowing clothes.  You know where all the closets are.  I'm
sure you'll find something to wear."

"Do you have any red party dresses?"  laughed Jared as he bumped Jordan.

"No, no, I can honest say that we don't have that.  Just boy clothes."

"Too bad.  Jordan was just saying how he'd look fabulous in a tight red
dress.  Maybe you could play some dance tunes and he could prance around
like Lady Gaga.

"ADAM, play Lady Gaga," I said into the air.  A random tune came on which
was one of her old ones `Bad Romance'.

"Come on Jordan, earn those clothes," I laughed.  He began dancing around
with his arms in the air.

"you know that I want you...you know that I need you..."  he sang as he
danced around the pool deck.  The guys cheered him on and he knew every
word.  He wiggled his ass causing his dick to swing back and forth.

"Shit Jordan, you're giving me a boner," Troy laughed adjusting his crotch.

"Well whip it out and dance with me," he said dancing over to him and
reaching for his waistband.  Troy jumped back then stood with his hands on
his hips, put his thumbs into the shorts and pushed them down and kicked
them aside.  He wasn't kidding as he was almost fully hard.  He went up
behind Jordan, grabbed him by the hips and pressed against him and they
began to swing back and forth together.  Jared and Myles cheered him on.
By the time he stepped back he was fully erect and Jordan was half hard.

"You caused this, you'll have to take care of it," Troy smiled as he waved
his cock at Jordan.  He grabbed his dick and pulled him off towards the
large bathroom.

"The rest of you might as well join them and get cleaned up.  I'm sure
Jordan will start the foam and will want to some fun before he heads home."

"I think he might be too tired.  We've been awake a while," Jared said as
they headed to the bathroom as well.  Curt was still hiding his dick
cautiously.  Kyle and I just shrugged, dropped our underwear and followed
them.  As expected the foam had been started and while the shower heads
were keeping it down, it was still pouring out of the wall and being rubbed
over each other as they cleaned up.  Troy was the first one to do
something.  He bent Jordan over the counter and had him spread his legs.
He fucked him while everyone else watched.  Kyle must be learning what he
knew from me, because before I could make a move, he had dropped to his
knees in front of the new guy and pulled his arms away from his 6˝"
uncut cock.  Curt just stood there as Kyle sucked him off.  I was going to
have to move faster with Kyle around, or he'd be plucking all the boys out
from under me...I said PLUCKING...PL...PL!  He looked up and saw me staring
at him sucking the young guys cock and smiled.  He knew what he was doing
and gave me the look to tease me about it.  I didn't bother to go after
anyone else as I knew they'd had a busy night.  Troy finished with Jordan
and they kissed as soon as Troy pulled out of his ass.

"Thanks for that," Troy said.  "I was worried that I was going to have to
give it to Kyle again today.  He's fun but that ass is kinda getting sloppy
after being poked so much."

"It's on Facebook.  Facebook, I tell you!"  Kyle complained as he stopped
sucking Curt for a second.  He doubled his efforts and had Curt fire some
juice into him.

"Nice load Curt.  You should stay over and we can go up to my room and
maybe fuck for a while if you want to."

"I would, but I've been awake all night.  I'm kinda tired."

"No problem.  You can fall asleep and Kyle will just fuck you anyway.  He's
not picky are you Kyle?"  I laughed.  We finished showering and dried off.
Curt wrapped in his towel and went with all the guys up to Kyle and Troy's
rooms to find clothes to wear.  ADAM was still playing Lady Gaga, so I told
him to stop.  When they came back down, they were all fully dressed and
Kyle asked if he could borrow the SUV to take the guys home.

"You know where the keys are.  You don't need permission, dude."

"Thanks for loaning us the clothes.  I'll give them back as soon as I get
home," Curt said appreciatively.  "You have an awesome place too, by the
way."

"Thanks Curt.  If you guys all want to drop by later today, we're having
Chinese for dinner."

"Are we having real Chinese food, or are we doing the Asian neighbor again
like the last time you said we were having Chinese for dinner," Kyle said
as he ran out to the garage giggling like a little girl.

"7pm if you want."  I yelled as I watched as the guys piled into the SUV
and took off.  I locked the door and went back to bed with Colin.  I was
exhausted.  What a night.



End of Chapter.

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