Date: Thu, 03 Nov 2005 23:49:07 -0500
From: Blonde Mountaineer <blondeallover@hotmail.com>
Subject: The NPG Imperative - Part III

The NPG Imperative Part III - The Adventure of Making Certain
               by Blonde


This is part of a futuristic series and all readers
should read part I to acquaint themselves with
paradigmatic social and physical arrangements defined
in the future. All the usual disclaimers apply


Jeff's heart pounded as he climbed off his motorbike, a graduation gift from
his parents. He wore a false engagement band on the appropriate finger,
for the official engagement papers had yet to be filed. He assumed this
would protect him from an opportunistic seduction from the residents of the
notorious rooming house he was approaching from across the street. Before
he was officially engaged and expected to lose his virginity to his new
fiancee, he had to be certain. Hopefully the `gifted' residents could
confirm or deny his occasional impulses that he was naturally one among
their fraternity.

When Bearcub answered the door, he encountered a broad shouldered almost
brutish young youth with short cropped hair -- pretty fit but tell tale
signs that he battles a weight problem. The host smiled his devilish grin.
"Are you looking for lodgings?"

"Oh no, I just, well. . . . I just, wanted to meet with you guys. I just
got engaged, but before I get married or anything, I just. . . ."

"Oh come in friend. We're glad to help. Don't tell me. . . . You have
some of those thoughts. You are not sure that you may have the gift or at
least the occasional attraction to a well formed male."

Jeff introduced himself and concurred that his quandary was something like
that . As he followed Bearcub to the central parlor he was surprised by the
homey character of the place, but not surprised by the art on the walls and
sculptures rendering nude men in a variety of active and supine poses.
Other residents approached the parlor to introduce themselves. Strangely he
was not asked to be seated, so Jeff nervously fidgeted with his hands and
found it difficult to retain eye contact with any of his hosts.

"Let me assure you we encounter young guys trying to sort out your situation
all the time." Bearcub lied. "You obviously were classified with the
majority in your puberty physical. Didn't your parents tell you the
results? "

Jeff was offended that they intended to interrogate him, but something
about the whole situation was agreeable to him in an adventurous sort of way
and he was not going to exit prematurely. "Um, . . uh, well my Dad told me
I passed with flying colors, but about a year ago my older sister told me
that I just barely rated with the majority."

Bearcub's expression shifted to one of knowing slyness. He held out his
hand and made a sort of side-to-side gesture. "Oh! So you could go either
way. . . Tell us, how is it that you feel that attraction to other guys.
When you see them in the locker room showers? Have you gone home and jacked
off after getting a good look?"

"No, not really. I was never turned on by my school friends, but . . ."

"But what?" Bearcub interjected. "You have just recently gotten into some
half decent shape, haven't you? You got selected for some varsity team and
then some of the 'teamies' checked you out in the showers, didn't they?"

Jeff answered looking down at the floor "Tennis!"

"Thought so. You liked those sneak-a-peek looks from the locker room guys.
It would never have happened if your parents hadn't leaned on you to lose
some weight and become more attractive and become engaged to some girl, no
matter how plain or unexciting. Anything so you can get that engagement
band on your finger so you wouldn't be available for seduction by us filthy
minded 'gifties'". Bearcub visually scanned the room of his fraternity
brethren of like sexual orientation, both natural and seduced. "Don't
worry, friend. We would never take advantage and use our powers to seduce
you. Something tells me that in your case, we would never have to. You
could seduce yourself to us."

Jeff was angered by the suggestion and its context of correct galling
analysis but the associated tension was somehow enervating. He actually
enjoyed the intensifying vulnerability to the other males in the room.

"But tell us, there is something else. There is at least one other reason
that you find guys exciting that way. What are you not telling us.?"

Jeff stumbled over his words in his reply as he tried to organize his
thoughts. "Well, the third restricted Internet, you know."

"Oh, you enterprising young people." Bearcub jumped back in. "Somehow you
were able to access your Dad's, or older brother's, or older cousin's
financial ID card and immerse yourself in the delightfully dirty world of
porn." Bearcub and the other residents were almost gleeful with the new
discovery on their turf that morning. "And you were at least as turned-on
by the gifted porn, weren't you." Bearcub signaled to two residents
sitting next to each other on the couch. They commenced to deep passionate
kissing.

Jeff caught the moment and stared dumbly open-mouthed at the intimate male
couple, frozen with fascination and stimulating feelings from his toes to
the top of his head. "Isn't that hot, friend? Look at he way they grind
there tongues in each others' mouths. " Bearcub had reared out of his chair
and stood next to Jeff so close that his breath brushed the face of the
sexual neophyte. He almost whispered as he continued. "I'll bet you and
your fiancee have never kissed that way. Look at the way they tear each
others' shirts off and tug at each others rock-hard nipples. Won't it be
exciting when they have stripped each other naked.? Can you imagine what
they will do next and how hot it will be?"

By this time however, Jeff was absorbed by the exhibitionism of another
couple. One of the residents had reached through the fly of the shorts of
another and pulled out his mate's ample cock to lick and suck with great
fervor. "Mmmmmm, doesn't that look good?" Jeff mused to fire the lusting
imagination of their enthralled guest. "Can you imagine what it must be
like to taste hard and supple, pulsing hot cock like that?"

Bearcub gently but firmly wrapped his muscled arm around the front of Jeff's
neck and his shoulders. That was the signal to the other residents.

They were upon him. Jeff was trapped and paralyzed in a haze of hypnotic
lust. Never had firm hands grasped so delightfully his exposing flesh. He
was helpless to their advances and he knew he was powerless to prevent them
from having their way with him. He was speechless with enchantment as they
tore his clothes off him. His male member that had swelled to a steady
pulse had now instantly stiffened rock hard and the many gropes that
detected its disposition would soon yank away its coverings and expose to
all the proud bearing of its thick 8 ½" stature of uncut man flesh in ready
excitement. They knew they did not have to coerce to hold him in place.

The naked man writhed on a Persian rug before them in what they knew was a
lust-filled stupor. He was entirely dependent on his captors' good will to
not commit bodily injury toward him. Two others caught Bearcub's next
signal and lifted the legs over the torso of the reclining naked man,
raising his ass for whatever suited their fancy. Another passed a tube of
lube to Bearcub. "We are going to find out just how much our virgin gifted
friend is a slut for hard cock." Bearcub himself had removed his few
articles of clothing and with an imposing fore finger stroked and breeched
their guest's cherry hole after he had slicked his own cock for an
exploratory insertion. Jeff sighed with the intrusion and the inexperienced
ring clamped hard on Bearcub's finger involuntarily. The bold perpetrator
knew to caress the delighted ring and allow it to relax so that successively
he could prod more than one finger in a breech that would elicit a welcome
relaxation. "The slut is loosening up like a real champ. Time to fill that
tight little gifted hole of his with a real man finger, but first . . . "
The others knew to pin the naked captor to the floor. Bearcub was handed a
a small apparatus into the palm of his hand. With the captor's bare legs
stretched apart and back, the insertion of the butt plug was easy and
welcoming to the victim's assimilating orifice. When a tiny but intense
vibration was switched on, the delicious sensations cherished by gifted men
were introduced to Jeff. The sweet electric stimulus to his massaged
prostate caused him to moan with pleasure. The others including those that
bound him watched in fascination a type of encounter they had witnessed on
many earlier occasions. Their prey struggled to release his hands to attend
to the demands for tactile relief from the bursting man flash that twitched
and flinched its dance of building desires. Bearcub suddenly released the
device. He leaned over his captive prey with a knowing sneer -- the tip of
his own leaking cock pressed gently to the strategic pucker. "Would you
like me to fuck you, now?"

"Oh yes, plleeeeeeeeeeaaaseee fuck me. I am so ready. I need your hot cock
so bad."

Bearcub's hot breath bounced off the prey's face and neck with great
intimacy. "No mistaking that you have the gift? You will always want to
get queer with us gifted guys? Now you know you have no need of that
fiancee of yours?

"Oh no, she can go to hell. I will always want you gifted guys to be around
to fuck me. Please just shove it in and fuck your hot load deep into me."
By now, their prey still naked, vulnerable and pinned to the floor by
strong arms was sweating profusely. He breathed heavily in anticipation of
a profound first-time experience and his voice had shifted to a higher
octave in shaky and squeaky tones.

Seated Indian style but with legs outstretched to either side of Jeff's
raised ass, Bearcub grabbed hold of the prey's hips and pushed himself
forward to cram his hungry sex into the prey's cherry ass. Jeff's virgin
love hole was acclimated and actually welcomed the slight cramping that
accompanied the instant rending, stretching, and filling that would be the
welcome contact of so many future encounters. When Jeff felt the friction
of male excitement stroke his prostate and deep into his bowels for the
first time, he knew there was no mistaking. This gift was physical pleasure
on a scale he had never imagined. That hot bursting sensation so deep in
his vitals excited his lower torso to a mind blowing geyser of an orgasm
that burst many streaks of aromatic thin heated jizz from a dilated pee
hole. Soon after, Bearcub exploded his fulsome load deep into tightening
bowels.

Jeff's stretched pucker, resilient and ready for more, was opened time and
again by the successive rigid and ready cocks of his other interviewers. It
was nirvana to him to welcome them all. It was especially thrilling if a
succeeding assailant's cock was slightly thicker than the preceding. He
relished the challenge of his hole having to stretch a little wider to
accommodate a new fearsome entry.

Somewhere about his second or third ravishing, one of the naked men in the
room crouched over the head of the prey and adjusted his hot pulsing cock
toward it's mouth.
It became a tease as Jeff willingly outstretched his tongue for a first
taste. As the length of cut helmet and shaft poked into an open mouth, it
was if Jeff had sucked on glorious man meat for years. The sweet and smooth
suppleness of warm pulsing excited man flesh was an instant appeal for an
attentive smothering tongue and sensitive gripping palate. Jeff's throat
opened in an involuntary reflex as if in a deep seated desire to swallow the
living morsel whole. Orally wresting a fresh strong and salty tasting load
from his assailant this way had an instant narcotic effect and he knew he
would want to feast on the orgasms of gifted men routinely in the future.

Worn out, his ass and mouth covered with the residue of many male
ejaculations, the gang bang of a virgin gifted man ceased. Bearcub just
stared at the prey for a few minutes before speaking, as if trying to catch
his breath. Finally he was the first to speak up. "A new boy toy like you
isn't going anywhere. We'll escort you to the basement to clean you up.
But after that, we will enjoy you in our dungeon any way we want until we
have had our fill of you. No need for you to wear any clothes in the
meantime."

Jeff was speechless with this entire turn of events. But as he was escorted
into the basement, his male external signal swelled and stiffened in
appreciation to the curious and surely exciting adventures to be garnered
as a naked boy toy in a gifted dungeon.


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