Date: Mon, 12 Jun 2000 03:10:30 -0700
From: Jon Hold <jonhold@eudoramail.com>
Subject: ST No Running 07 mmmttt+++ orgy anal oral

Hi everyone. I've been on a really great trip, had a wonderful time, wish
you could have been there! This is sort of a short chapter, but I decided
to split it and what follows into two chapters (or maybe more) so that I
could get something out to you now. Thanks to those that have written, your
words mean a LOT to me. If you wrote and your msg bounced or I haven't
responded by now, your mail never got to me. One of you sent me some really
great pictures as sort of a mixed thank-you and wondering if they might
look like some of the characters <grin>. Unhappily I was gone on the trip
and the pictures filled up my EudoraMail account and any further msgs were
bounced. <sigh> If your msg didn't get through, please resend it. The
account is cleared out now... and the pictures are safely ensconced on my
hard drive. Hope you enjoy this part of the story, and that you are having
a great time your very own fine selves...

This work is copyrighted by the author and may not be used without his
express permission. Private persons and no others are given permission to
have one (1) electronic and/or one (1) printed copy of this work. ASSGM and
Nifty are given permission to archive this work.

All the usual disclaimers that are usual apply here. This is a work of
fiction involving sex acts between consenting persons of various conditions
of life. If you can't handle that or if you are not of the legal age or
mindset, go no further but remove this material from your possession
forthwith.

If you have faggot sensitivity, you ought not read this story.  I'd really
like to hear from some of you with either positive or negative comments. I
have no idea really if I'm bringing any of you pleasure or what it is you'd
like me to write about. I only hear from a few people on each story and
that's not much feedback for all the work I put into writing these. I'd
really like to hear from you so I'll have some idea how I'm doing. Thanks.

I used two returns between paragraphs and one at the (arbitrary) end of
each sentence to simplify formatting for you.

Try to keep in mind that while 42 is the meaning of life, it is not the
only possible solution. Jon



Chapter 7

The Party



After much talking and discussion and social intercourse and explaining and
fretting and openness, Neil got the idea across that while Buddy meant a
LOT to him and that he definitely wanted a special relationship with him,
he did NOT feel threatened by other guys paying attention to Buddy and
really wanted Buddy to be accepted and an integral part of the team. Buddy
admitted that the idea of having sex with sexy guys like those on the team
excited him, he would never do anything to jeopardize the relationship he
was building with Neil.  He also admitted that the idea of the guys on the
team ganging up on him scared the crap out of him.

Neil said that he'd be nearby the whole time and that all Buddy had to do
was say `No' and whatever was happening right then would stop. Buddy
cried. Neil held him and comforted him. Buddy admitted that the idea of
going to the party and being the center of attention scared him silly ---
and made him unbelievably horny at the same time. Neil told his lover that
everything would be okay, gave him a really good screwing to settle his
nerves, and then took him into the shower where he gave the boy a deeply
cleansing enema and a little bit of a spanking for not holding still. When
Buddy's enema was done he helped Neil take one and they both made sure the
other was totally cleanly shaved. Buddy got really horny again and ended up
getting another spanking for being wild.

Neil drove, and all the way to the party Buddy clung to him like a limpet
afraid his rock was suddenly going to disappear. Neil parked in front of a
sprawling one story home in the middle of a bunch of farmland. There were
cars parked here and there in the star spangled darkness of the warm
evening air. Neil told Buddy all about how Tommy's parents went to Europe
for a year on a long awaited vacation, and left Tommy in charge of the farm
and house. Neil also told Buddy about Tommy's live-in lover while he
stripped off all of Buddy's clothes. Neil pulled Buddy's naked body up
tight against his own hard body and tongue kissed the willing boy and
groped his body until they were both dizzy. Then he blindfolded Buddy, told
him to not even think about peeking, took him by the hand and led him into
the house.

The sound of the door closing behind them was the signal for eager applause
and calls of "New Meat" and "Floorshow, floorshow!". Curious hands
started exploring Buddy's body, everywhere, and, feeling confused and
afraid inside, he started to shake. Someone kissed his ear and he heard
Neil's voice, "It's OK, Buddy. It's OK! Everyone here are friends and
they want you to be a part of the group too.

Buddy immediately smiled, and was soon feeling much better about what was
happening. So much better, in fact, that he popped major wood and didn't
care much who felt it, much less saw it. Guiltily, he realized that he
really liked being the center of attention and the object of so many guys
lust. Trying to return their inquisitiveness with a bit of his own, Buddy
began feeling the other guys himself. At first very tentatively, but then,
when he realized that not only did no one object, but some guys even moved
his hands to where they REALLY liked to be touched.

Hard bodies. Tight asses and full, Levi covered crotches. He squeezed one
guys package only to have the guy cover his hand with his own and force him
to squeeze the heated handful pretty much as hard as he could. The solidly
squishy bundle felt fantastic in Buddy's hand. This was the guys
generative package in his hand and the guy wanted Buddy to squeeze and
fondle his equipment. Explore his stuff with an eager young mans energy and
enthusiasm.  Buddy didn't hold back at all. Pushing his own package into
three other guy's hands so he could get the same treatment, he groped the
guy with free abandon. Feeling the hot young flesh pressing back against
his strong grip through the canvas cloth as he repeatedly compressed and
released the moaning, turgid swelling package.

Some guys had their shirts off and feeling the smooth hardness of their
pecs and hard little nubbins was a major turn-on for Buddy. One guy had an
unbelievably hairy chest and the naked boy couldn't begin to guess who he
was.  He thought he'd figured out who several of the team members were,
just by the feel of them, but he didn't remember any of the guys on the
team having any hair, except on their heads. Another guy wanted Buddy to
slip his hand up under his shirt. When Buddy didn't understand what else
he wanted the guy took Buddy's tit between his thumb and forefinger and
then pinched it --- HARD!  When Buddy went up on his toes, thrusting his
swollen cock into the hands playing with him, the guy pinched even harder
and twisted the tender pap until Buddy spread his knees and was hunching
and moaning and tossing his head back and forth in crazed need. In
self-defense, Buddy groped the hard muscled slickness of the guys chest
until he found a tiny bump that seemed to make his fingertips tingle. He
latched onto the barely discernible bit of excess tissue and returned the
favored being bestowed on him --- with a vengeance. Buddy could feel
burbling in the hyperdeveloped chest and grinned with glee as the guy
twisted his tit even further and frantically locked lips with him, hunching
his still Levi clad crotch eagerly against Buddy's naked hip.

Buddy felt more fingers exploring the opening that Neil had been fucking so
well and laughed as he licked the neck of his titty trainer. The guy leaned
his head back, fully exposing himself to Buddy's mastery. Instinctively,
Buddy took over and administered the first hicky of his life. He had his
hand jammed down the front of the guys Levi's by then and suddenly felt
the guy's sticky warmth in his cupped hand as the taste of blood filled
his mouth. The guy hunched into Buddy's hand, begging, "Yesss, Yes, Oh
Please -- YES!" with each spastic thrust.  Laughing an evil laugh from
deep in his throat, Buddy slowly, teasingly lightly, traced the very tip of
his tongue up the groove of the tensed throat. Taking the jutting male chin
between his perfectly even teeth, Buddy bit down, holding the young stud
immobile as he pushed his hand deeper into the tight Levi's until he could
get both the heavy nuts into his hand. Squeezing until the boy cried out
and spread his legs, Buddy laughed, took a better grip, and smoothly
increased the pressure until he was squeezing the hot cum makers with all
the considerable strength in his hand. Jerking around like a rag doll on a
string, dancing and screaming, the spooging tease began cumming even
harder, right over the top of the orgasm he was already experiencing. The
charge was too much and Buddy had to hold the dude up by his balls and chin
as he passed out, still spooging up Buddy's tight muscled arm.

The guy going off so hard and the smell of hot spooge in the air wound
everyone up tight. Someone was plastered against Buddy's back, reaching
around his chest and working his tits hard. Buddy knew it was Neil.

"Come on! You're ready!" Neil said, pushing and guiding Buddy forward until
his knees hit something solid, but resilient. Neil turned him around and
pushed him backwards. Buddy landed on a firm, but springy bed. Neil was
immediately on top of him, pulling his legs up in the air and biting into
the side of his neck all at the same time. Buddy knew that Neil was as
wildly excited as he was himself and opened himself up as well as he could
to accept the asshole fucking he knew he had coming. Neil didn't disappoint
him, moving him quickly into position and immediately skewering him with a
rigidness that would admit of no denial.  Buddy eagerly accepted the
plunging thrust that so totally dominated him once again. The eager
receptacle reached up and grabbed his fucker, his arms sliding on the sweat
slickened torso as they were pulling him up against the hot body that he
had learned to crave.

Neil straight away began pounding his loins against Buddy's wonderful ass
and Buddy buried his nose in Neil's armpit, sucking in lungs full of Neil's
hot stud odor and mouthfuls of drippy, slimy sweat, rich with the taste of
salt and aroused young male.

Neil pulled Buddy's blindfold off and Buddy looked around and saw a bunch
of guys, hard cocks in hand, ardently watching Neil fuck him. He recognized
all the guys from the special swimming squad, and smiled at them. Proud of
the way Neil was showing them his love and need for Buddy. He also saw
several guys with body hair that looked like they had to be some of Neil's
football teammates. One guy, squatly powerful and covered with a thick pelt
of dark curly hair just had to be Neil's center, and main supporter on the
football field.  He also had to be the owner of the hair he'd so enjoyed
running his fingers trough. He put his hand out beseechingly to the
fantastically masculine beast.  The football player immediately got on the
bed and walked on his knees over to Buddy who grabbed his balls in his hand
and swallowed the sweat-dripping primate's fat cock completely to the base
in one movement. The guy almost fell over backwards in shock, but Buddy
kept him in place with his solid grip on the guys balls.

Neil smiled down at Buddy and said, "Yeah! Suck my buddy's cock,
Buddy. Suck him good!" Neil proved his approval by pounding Buddy's ass
even harder and by kissing the lips Buddy had stretched around the
hairballs fat cock.

Neither boy could handle the stimulation of fucking Buddy, being watched by
their teammates and friends and knowing that they were putting on the
finest show in town. Hugging each other, kissing frantically and holding
each other up, the two stalwart athletes blasted Buddy with so much cum
that he was leaking at both ends. Rudy (that's what Neil called him in
their passionate embrace) and Neil unplugged from Buddy's trembling body
and helped him off the bed and up onto his feet. All the other guys crowded
around, pressing cold drinks into Buddy's hand, shaking his other hand and
patting him in congratulations as they welcomed him to the team and letting
him know that this was the best initiation ever.

Things finally broke up a bit, guys wandering off to get another drink or
to jump in the swimming pool or just stand around talking and/or gropeing
with one or more of their pals. Neil pulled Buddy over to a quiet spot and
gave him a big kiss.

"Thanks, Buddy. That was fantastic! Nobody's ever seen a better initiation
than that. You were unbelievable."

Buddy just blushed and hung his head.

Neil lifted his chin and gently kissed his lips again. "I mean it
Buddy. Everybody thinks you're wonderful. Almost as wonderful as I know you
are."

"Oh, Neil," Buddy said, putting his arms around the sweat streaming body
that he loved so much, "I really love you, and I want you to be close to
me, and teach me the way you have been teaching me. But the other guys turn
me on too. I'm sorry!"

Neil laughed. "That's wonderful, Buddy. That is totally wonderful. I want
to be the number one man in your life --- because you're number one to me!"
Buddy started to tear up. "Hey, hey, hey! No tears buddy! No tears! It's
okay with me for you to get turned on by our teammates. They turn me on
too. I want us to be number one to each other, but I don't want that to
mean we can't get it on with the rest of our friends. Is that okay with
you?"

Buddy looked up at Neil. "You really mean that? We can be best friends ---
and still play around with all these hot dudes?"

Neil laughed again, joyfully. "Buddy, you are amazing. Of course it's OK!
You're my number one boy, and you'd better never forget it! But I want us
to have fun with our friends too. In fact... well... if you don't
mind... uh... that is...."

"What, Neil? Just say it!"

Well, we sort of have a tradition that after the initiation the guy being
initiated goes into a private room and everyone goes in there with him for
some private time. You can do whatever you want too in there. Just talk to
the guys, they'll want to thank you for being such a good sport this
evening, or you can talk about what sorts of sex stuff they like and like
that..."

"Like what that...?, Neil?"

"Well, you know. Like if the guy turns you on, you can suck or fuck with
them if you want too, and they do too."

"Really?"

"Would I shit you?"

"Not unless you thought you could get a nut doing it!" Buddy teased. Neil
punched him in the arm and Buddy snuggled up against him and, in his
sexiest voice, wheedled him, "Can you show me where this private room
is???", waggling his eyebrows at the same time like he was a dirty old man
or something.

Neil took him by the hand. "Come on you slut. I have a feeling that this is
going to be a night that will go down in history."

end of chapter 7