Date: Sun, 13 Nov 2011 22:10:57 -0800
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: High School: The Society Boys Chapter 10

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews

Chapter 10 - Where Are We?

A few days later, I got a text at 6am that said `wait outside your house.
Be ready in 10 minutes. Bring nothing with you except the clothes you
wear.'  Here we go again, I thought.  I was still asleep, so I barely had
enough time to splash water on my face and take a piss. Taking care of
anything else was out of the question.  I grabbed a glass of juice and some
bread with jam, and then went to wait on the street.  The black SUV pulled
up and the masked guys opened the door for me.  I entered and four other
pledges were already there. At least I think they were pledges as they had
a black hood over their heads. I sat down and also received a hood.  I
wondered what great fun (sarcastically) they had in store for us.  We drove
a bit further and picked up the sixth guy.  One of the pledges began
talking and was immediately told to shut up.  We rode in silence for what
seemed like half an hour before the vehicle stopped again.  The door opened
and we were told to get out.  We stumbled outside and I could only hear the
sound of the SUV, and running water nearby. I figured maybe a creek or
river.  The hoods were removed and we were in the middle of nowhere.  I
mean really in the middle of nowhere.  I thought I was pretty familiar with
the whole area but there were no reference points at all.

"Remove your shirts pledges." We did it quickly and they were taken away
from us.  "Now remove your pants."  I had a feeling we were going to end up
naked, yet again. I was thankful that I'd worn underwear, unlike Austin who
was now naked.  Guess he felt stupid.  We were then told to stand shoulder
to shoulder, side by side and raise our hands out in front of us.  One at a
time we were handcuffed to the guy next to us.  I had Alex on one side and
Brandon on the other. Now all six of us were connected.

"Today your challenge is simple. You just need to get home. Along the way,
if you think as a group and pay attention, you will find some markers that
have such items as food and water, a few gifts that we have left for you,
some additional challenges which have rewards, and the final marker which
has the key to your handcuffs. One you arrive home, email us from your own
computer to let us know you have arrived. See you later pledges."  He
jumped back in the car and they drove off.

So here we were all in our underwear, except for naked Austin. Our first
surprise came from Alex. "Austin, I came prepared bro.  I'm wearing my
speedos under my underwear, just in case they decided to make us go
swimming. You can have my underwear." He quickly lowered his hand, and
mine, removed his shorts to hand to Austin who was thankful beyond belief.
At least now we only looked like escape convicts, not perverts. We looked
at our surroundings. There was a large creek, a small hill in the distance
and big boulder about 20 feet high.

"So what first?" asked Darren.

"Why don't we try to get to the top of the boulder first to see if we can
see anything else?" suggested Randy. We agreed and headed over to it to
climb. Normally it would take a few seconds, but with all of us handcuffed
together, it took considerably longer.  Once at the top, we took a look
around, each of us staring off in a different direction. Brandon announced
that he thought he saw something downstream, so we all looked at what
appeared to be a flag flying. After carefully scrambling down the rock, we
made our way toward our target. It turned out to be one of the Q banners.
Good choice. Test one was passed.  There was a note pinned to it.

Randy read it. "Across the river and one kilometre north lies the first
reward."  So we now had to work to get across the creek together. We
searched for a good place to cross that wasn't too rocky or running too
fast.  The only bad part was that it looked at least waist deep.  Austin
was at one end of our group with a hand free, so started into the water
first.

"Wait." Said Darren. "If we have a whole day ahead of us, I would prefer
not to be wearing wet underwear and shoes. I'm gonna throw my stuff across
so that it's dry." We all agreed that this seemed to make sense.

We removed our shoes, socks and underwear.  I put my socks in one shoe and
my underwear in another and recommended we tie the shoes tight at the top
to prevent the clothes from falling out as we threw them. It wasn't far
enough across to make it a problem to get to the other side, so we all made
the throw easily enough. Of course now we were naked again. This was
becoming a regular thing.  We crossed slowly as we were painfully reminded
of each slip or movement the guy attached to us made. If one of us went
down, the rest would too. Fortunately we got across easy enough, rubbed the
excess water off ourselves, and waited to air dry enough to get dressed. We
debated which direction was north so we could continue.  Austin was the
first to point out that the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and
since it was early morning, the sun had just begun to rise. So determining
north was easy according to him. Brandon argued the point, but the rest
decided to go with Austin.  After all he'd been a boy scout for a couple
years, and Brandon was a jock. You do the math.  We eventually dried
enough, got dressed and took off for our kilometre walk, having no idea
what we were looking for.  It didn't take long to cover ground and we got
used to the closeness of the guy next to us pretty quickly, although the
handcuffs were really uncomfortable. At one point I paraphrased a scene
from `The Fugitive'.

"Listen up Ladies and Gentlemen! Our Fugitives have been on the run for 90
minutes, and at four miles per hour, that's a radius of 6 miles. We're
gonna do a hard target search of every gas station, residence, warehouse,
farm house, hen house, outhouse and dog house.  Your fugitive's names are
the dumbass pledges of the Q."  Everyone laughed and then the jokes began
as we got closer to our destination.

A bear walks into a bar and says to the bartender, "Hey! Could I get a gin
and................................ tonic?"  The bartender frowns and says
"Ah, sure, but why the big pause?"  The bear shrugs. "Just born with them,
I guess."

I know...groan! hehe. Now back to the story.

In the distance I saw a cow, so we decided to head over to it, as it seemed
a bit out of place. When we got there, we found another note and a cup.
`You'll be thirsty by now. Enjoy.'

"Seriously? They couldn't leave Appletinis or a bottle of water? They leave
a cow?" remarked Randy. "A fucking cow? Anyone know how to milk this
thing?"

Brandon offered first, and got under it to try getting something. He
grabbed one of the teats and pulled. Nothing. He tried a few times and
nothing happened. Then Darren tried, followed by Austin and me.  Still
nothing. I was beginning to think we should just pick up the cow and shake
it until it exploded like a soda can. All I could think about after
watching the poor cow have its udder pulled on for so long, was that if
someone had been pulling on me that long, they definitely would have gotten
milk.  Alex was the last to go, and surprised us all by getting results. He
quickly filled the cup and we drank the warm milk. Kinda gross, but when
you're thirsty, I guess almost anything would do. No wonder some of these
survival guys drink their own piss. I would settle for the warm milk.

"Now what?" asked Brandon as we finished the milk.  We wondered if we
should take the cow with us, but decided against it.  The only visible sign
of anything was a hill in the distance pretty much in the direction we had
been heading, so we continued on.  Before we were halfway there, we came
across a large ravine. To the left it got wider as it headed away from
us. To the right it got narrower, so the decision was easy, we headed
right. As the ravine came to an end, we found another flag marker with a
large purple circle painted on the ground.  Inside were six envelopes, five
candies, a one litre bottle of water, and a felt pen, as well as a note
which read. `Each of you pick an envelope and read the dare out loud. The
person with the number 1 will read first.

We selected an envelope and read them. Darren went first.  "Your dare is to
swap the dares of each guy, and give them to another person. No person is
allowed to keep the dare he started with, except for you."  He looked at
the back of the paper to see if there was more to it.  "That's it?" he
said.

Randy went next "from now until the next marker, you will put your hands
inside the underwear of the guy next to you and hold onto his dick and
balls."  He smiled until Darren reminded him he couldn't keep that one. He
actually looked disappointed as the guys on either side of him were Alex
and Darren.

I read mine next. "Give one candy to each pledge. Since there is not one
for you, you will share theirs, using only your mouth. Continue until all
candies are gone. You may only suck it and not crush or swallow them."

Alex read his aloud next "Using the felt pen, write something funny on the
penis of every guy, except yourself. Each member will take a picture of it
when they return home and send it with their email. If we think that each
one is inventive or funny, we will reward you."


Brandon gave us his next, "Lie on your back. Have help in getting your legs
over your head. Masturbate until you cum into your own mouth. The protein
will be good for you. Drink half the bottle of water when finished.  Give
the other half to ONE other person to finish."

Austin had the final task to be read "You will kiss each guy for a minimum
of 15 seconds using open mouths and tongue. If the others think the kiss
was adequate, you may move to next guy, if they didn't, you will have
another 15 seconds with him.  Once finished, select two guys to kiss each
other for one full minute."

Wow these tasks were pretty tough. Darren was first as he had to swap tasks
around. He had all of us put our tasks in front of us so he could see them
before moving them around. It looked like this.

Brandon -- masturbate and water Randy -- hand on crotches Alex -- felt pen
penises Austin -- kiss Justin -- share candies

He thought about it carefully before moving them around. He tried several
scenarios until he thought he had it right, and despite offers of help from
the guys and complaints from others, he settled on the following.

Randy -- masturbate and water Austin -- hand on crotches Justin -- felt pen
penises Alex -- kiss Brandon -- share candies

So we began.  I went first and had to write on each guy's dick. Of course
with all of us tied together, this was no easy task. We had to move around,
bend over and twist so that I could get each guy's shorts down, and have
enough movement to write. I thought of all sorts of things. I guess my
sense of humor helped.  On one guy I wrote `suck here' with an arrow
pointing towards his tip.  Another I made a face using his pee slit as the
mouth. The third I put a forked tongue coming out of the slit to make it
look like a snake with slanted eyes and some scales. The fourth dick, which
was Brandon's big thing, I made into a ruler.  Starting at 1 inch then
pulled his skin tight so I could add different lengths. When I let the skin
go, it looked like it was three inches, but if he grew; it would show more
and more of the ruler until he was at 9. I was pretty proud of myself for
that one. I even marked it off with all the little measurements like ¼", ½"
etc. to look like a real ruler. The guys liked that one too, even Brandon,
who thought maybe it would make a great tattoo. On the final cock, which
was uncircumcised, all I did was draw a dotted line around his foreskin
where his head and shaft met. At the top, I drew a pair of scissors, so it
looked like one of those `cut here' symbols.  Then on his shaft I drew a
small identification card that said `foreskin donor card'.  My task was
over, and the guys thought I had done a great job as they showed each other
their dicks. Probably the only time they'd willingly whip it out and wave
it around.  We all had a good laugh.

Alex volunteered to go next and did a good job of kissing everyone to the
satisfaction of the guys. Some got into it and obviously liked it,
especially Randy and I.  Randy got hard as a result, which was certainly no
surprise. He selected Randy and me to kiss for the full minute, which I
would have to remember to get even with him for.

Then we decided that since we had already kissed, Brandon would go next and
share the candies with us. It seemed like a bit of a kissing thing too, but
not as intense as we swapped the hard Werthers candy back and forth between
our mouths and Brandon's. I was glad of the taste of the candy as I was
getting hungry.

We knew Austin was last as he had to keep his hand on crotches until our
next task.  Fortunately, he was at the end of the line, so he would only
have to grab one crotch, which was Darren, next to him. Good choice on
that. Darren made the swap and chose himself to receive it, picking a guy
at the end to minimize the task.  Pretty smart.  All that left, was for
Randy to lie on his back and cum in his own mouth.  If I knew Randy, this
would be an easy task for him too. I would guess that he would take all our
loads if we asked him.  His only tough choice was to decide who would get
the other half of the bottle of water, which I think we all wanted by now.
We moved into position as Randy got naked. Once again it was difficult as
he had to jerk off with his hands cuffed to Darren and Alex. We laughed a
bit as we all watched him use his right hand to jerk off, forcing Alex to
move his own hand in time with the movement.  Austin and Brandon at the
ends of the line were in the easiest positions to hold Randy's legs over
his head. He shot quickly and I was surprised to see that he could actually
get the head of his dick into his mouth. I had to remember to try to see if
I could do that.  He finished, licked his lips, and smiled as we helped him
up and got the water for him. He drank half of it as the task required,
then looked at everyone. He apologized, but we all knew he could only
select one. He chose Alex, citing the reason that he was the one that had
to kiss everyone, and probably had a dry mouth and sore lips. I guess it
made sense. I kinda wanted to kiss Alex after that to suck the moisture out
of him if I could.

We still had no idea which way to go, but agreed to take everything with
us, in case it might come in handy later, especially the water bottle.  We
continued towards the hill; Austin with his hand inside Darren's underwear,
holding onto his junk.  Better him than me. I'd have been rock hard the
whole way.  We were trying to decide whether to go all the way around the
hill, which looked like it could be miles and miles, or go over it. Out
decisions was made for us, as one of the guys saw a small flag three
quarters of the way up, near a clump of bushes. So, up we went. I was truly
exhausted by the time we got there, but a nice surprise of food and water
was waiting. We ate under the shade of the bushes and relaxed for a bit.
When we had devoured everything, we climbed to the top of the hill, which
was definitely the right move, as we could now see the town in the
distance.  One problem. Between us and the town was a thick forest and the
main river.  I knew from exploring the woods that we had a pretty tough
road ahead. It was full of thorny brush like raspberries and
blackberries. These things had sharp thorns and were a bitch on your skin,
even when you were wearing long pants and long sleeved shirt. We were
practically naked. I voiced my concern to the guys and thought maybe we
should go the long way around.

"That's like 10 fucking kilometres" said Brandon. "If we just go slow and
carefully we could be home in an hour." The guys discussed it and we were
torn half and half. Those of us that knew the woods did not want to go
through it. The others felt it would be better to just get it over with and
go home, even if we got a few scratches.  In the end, although it was still
a 50-50 split, we decided to give the woods a try, and if it was really too
difficult, we would go around. A sensible solution that we all agreed
to. The river would pose another challenge, but being that close to home, I
didn't care.

We got to the edge of the woods and slowly made our way through them. It
was thick and we inched our way along, holding the thorny branches as
carefully as we could to get past them, but it wasn't easy. I still got
stabbed a few times and I heard Darren yell as one caught his leg.  Austin
in the lead was getting the worst of it.  At one point, one of the branches
slipped out of his hand and hit him hard. It snagged his underwear and tore
a big hole in it, not to mention a slight gash in his leg, enough to draw
blood.  He was more concerned over Alex's underwear that he was borrowing
and offered to replace them.

"Don't worry about it dude." Said Alex "I have lots."  We made sure that he
wasn't bleeding too badly before we continued. By the time we finally got
out the other side, he wasn't the only one with ripped underwear.  We all
looked like we had been beaten by gladiator whips. Although none of us were
feeling too hot, it was actually a funny sight, and caused a lot of
hilarity as we looked at ourselves. If we didn't look like escaped convicts
before, we certainly did now. Cut to pieces, bleeding, ripped underwear,
exposed parts, dirty and exhausted.  We sat down to rest and I noticed Alex
looking at his penis inside his speedos.  I looked over at him.

He showed me his dick and it had a lot of cuts on it. "Ouch! That's going
to be a bitch." I commented causing a few other guys to look at themselves
well. Only Austin seemed worse off. He had caught his balls too. It was
suggested that maybe we should head over to the river and wash up a bit to
see how bad it was.  The walk only took us a few minutes, where we washed
up the best we could, considering we were tied together. We helped each
other and didn't even hesitate to get naked to avoid getting clothes
wet. After checking each other for any major cuts or thorns stuck in us,
and managing to get any real bleeding to stop, we air dried again and got
dressed.

We still needed to get unhooked from each other before we could get home.
It was now less than two kilometres to town, so we were all anxious to end
the day. We headed downstream towards civilization and had only gone a few
hundred metres, when we saw a trail marker on the other size of the
river. Hanging from it was a set of keys. Finally! The handcuffs could come
off. The decision... head into town on this side of the river, cross the
bridge all handcuffed, ripped and beaten, then walk all the way
back. Probably 4 kilometres round trip; or figure out how to swim across
the fast moving river, all tied together.

"Guys!" I said forcefully "This is the same river that we swam across on
day one." How many of you found that easy when you had both hands and all
your energy? I think we'd drown long before we got across as a group."
There was a lot of talk and we debated it for a while. Thankfully smarter
heads prevailed, and we decided to make the long trek around, even though
none of us wanted to go. We even talked about building a bridge, which
would have been a task for the Army corps of engineers, never mind 6
semi-naked, handcuffed pledges. The closer we got to town, the busier it
got and the more people we were dodging. The bridge, being the main one
through town was non-stop traffic. No way to get across unnoticed. When we
got to the bridge we explored options and decided there was only one. Cross
it at street level and take our chances.  We scrambled up the bank, waited
for a bit of a break in the traffic before making a run for it.

My blood went cold as we were almost to the other side. A siren sounded and
we all turned to see the cops pull over next to us. "Well, at least they
won't have to handcuff us" I said trying to be funny.

"What the hell is going on here, gentlemen?" said the officers as they came
out of their car. "Did you hear of any escapees, John?" he asked his
partner.

"Not sure, Ed, but I could call it in. You want to call for a wagon to take
them downtown first?"

Take us downtown? As in ARREST us, throw us in the slammer in our ripped
underwear. I thought about Randy setting up shop there for anyone who
needed relief. I tried not to look at him, in case he was actually
smiling. My heart was pounding in fear.  "Okay, guys, let's see some I.D."
he said grinning at us.

"Ha Ha, very funny" said Brandon "We're just doing a stupid pledge prank."

"For which fraternity?" asked the cop.  We knew we couldn't tell them, as
it was part of the rules.

"We're not allowed to say" he replied.

"So, I'm just supposed to believe that six guys in handcuffs who look like
they've been on the run for weeks are just out on a prank?"  My mind was
reeling.  If I'd been in his shoes, I wouldn't have believed us
either. "Why don't you guys line up and face the rails.  We did and he came
and patted each of our asses. I guess he figured that we could be hiding a
weapon in our ripped, dirty and sagging underwear.

"All right, so if I release you is your task over?" he asked.

"No, we have to head home and report that we completed the task." Replied
Austin.

"So, would you like me to get those cuffs off you boys?" he said smiling at
us again. Something seemed wrong about this. Would a cop ask if we wanted
the cuffs off without checking further, or if he was indeed satisfied,
wouldn't he just un-cuff us and tell us to get home.

I spoke up before the others could. "Sir, we have to finish the course and
I think that if you helped us, we might miss our final checkpoint." Darren
stared at me and gave me an evil look. I think he wanted to be
un-cuffed. The others kept quiet, not sure what to think.

"I dunno if I could allow you boys to run around in such an indecent state"
he replied. "Looks like some of you have had enough, and might need medical
attention. Tell you what; give me your names and addresses.  If you check
out, I'll let you decide if you want to continue your task or be un-cuffed
to head home. If you don't checkout, then we'll take a ride downtown." Yep,
something about this was off, but since I was the first to talk, I gave him
my name and address first. Each of the guys did it as well.  The cops went
back to the car.

"Guys, I think they're in on it. If we get them to un-cuff us and head home
we failed to go get the key left for us. What if there are more
instructions there?"

"Dude, maybe this is the key we are meant to get." Said Brandon. "What if
the key on the pole is a decoy? We walk all the way back and can't get
free. We have a chance to be freed right now. Get the cops to un-cuff us,
we run to the last marker in double quick time and see if there is a
clue. We win either way." He suggested.  That actually made the most sense.
We all agreed.  The cops returned telling us we were all free to go.

"So, would you like us to take those cuffs off?"  We all nodded and thanked
him as he removed them. He kept the cuffs and took off, wishing us good
luck. We rubbed our wrists thankful to be free of them. They had actually
cut a bit from all the tugging and pulling on each other all day. We bolted
for the final marker and couldn't believe how fast we got there not having
to watch out for the other guy.  The final note read `congratulations for
navigating the course. The key to release you is on the
pole. However... (turn over)

We turned the note over.  `The key will only unlock two sets of handcuffs
leaving some of you still in pairs.  Those pairs will spend the night
together. Email us with a picture of the two of you together and where you
are spending the night. Pizza and drinks will be delivered to you, and a
key will arrive at the same location tomorrow at 11am.'

"Oh shit" said Randy "How are we supposed to know which pairs? We're in
deep shit now!"

"Wait, wait!" I said looking at us. "If they were going to keep us all in
pairs, then this is easy.  The pairs would be Brandon and I, Alex and
Randy, Darren and Austin. That would mean that the only handcuffs to be
unlocked would have between Alex and me, and Randy and Darren. Two sets,
just like the note said.  It's a risk, but if they're keeping it fair, that
would be the only way that made sense." The guys mumbled and thought about
it.  Austin threw in that maybe they were keeping friends together like me
and Alex and him and Darren. Which freed Randy and Brandon completely, but
that was quickly dismissed as it required three sets to be unlocked.  We
wrote down the order in which we had all been cuffed to see if any other
scenarios were possible.

 Brandon...Justin...Alex...Randy...Darren...Austin

There was only one way to unlock two cuffs and keep us in pairs. So it was
agreed that I would spent the night with Brandon at my place, Alex would
hang out at Randy's, and Darren would be at Austin's. We departed each
other's company and headed home.  Brandon had never been to my place
before, and was another guy that didn't know I was a twin. We rushed up to
the computer and completed our tasks, including taking a picture of
Brandon's dick with the felt pen ruler on it. We also took a picture of the
two of us together and emailed it.  I let Brandon take a shower and sorted
out some clothes for him.  He left his shirt off as it was still pretty
warm.  I showered second and it felt so good I never wanted to come out. I
put on my track pants without underwear, as it felt better for my cuts. I
offered Brandon some lotion which we helped each other put on our backs
after doing the rest of our bodies. An hour later the doorbell rang with
the pizza, beer and soda. I tipped him even though everything was already
paid for.

I raced up the stairs to my room with our food. I was starving. I opened
the box and inside was a note and an envelope. I read the note. `Nice
try. Open the envelope and cuff yourselves together.' I groaned, as did
Brandon.

"They only know that because the cops were probably in on it" said
Brandon. "They're not going to know if we do it or not."

"Yeah that's true. I don't think my wrists could handle it anyway." I
agreed. We continued to eat and drink. My phone went off with a text,
followed by Brandon's.  `Handcuffs NOW.'  I was shocked. I looked around my
room and wondered how the fuck they knew that.  I pressed my finger to my
lips and quietly went over to the laptop, turned it off and closed the lid.

"Maybe they have a program in it that was watching us." I said feeling like
I was being stalked.

"Probably" he nodded. I was just about to get another piece of pizza, when
the phone went again. '30 seconds to get those cuffs on pledges or suffer
the consequences.'

What the Fuck?  How could they possibly know? "Do we take a chance that
they're bluffing, or attach the cuffs for an uncomfortable night?"  Before
he answered, his phone signalled a new text. `No! We're not bluffing'.  I
grabbed the cuffs and snapped them on both of us to the surprise of
Brandon.  I put my finger to my lips again to tell him to be quiet. I took
the phone out of his hand and threw it on the bed with mine. I pulled him
out of the room with me and ran down to the basement. I turned on the water
in the bathroom, as I closed the door behind us.

"Dude, they can totally hear us. Sorry for the handcuffs, but I figure
their consequences would be severe. We've been hooked together all day,
what's a few more hours while we sleep." I whispered to him.

"I guess, but how the fuck can they hear us? He asked still as shocked as
me.

"Maybe the phones."

"Yeah, I guess."  I heard a noise outside the bathroom door, and told
Brandon to be quiet as my paranoia kicked in. I flung the door open in
hopes of surprising someone.  Nothing. I truly was losing it. We headed
back upstairs, passing Jason in the kitchen as we went.  I almost broke my
arm as Brandon stopped suddenly.

"Yeah, he's my twin brother, come on." I said exasperated and trying to get
back to my room without the need to explain being half naked and handcuffed
to a guy I barely knew.  He followed along behind. We got in my room and
locked the door.  I noticed that my phone had yet another text. I was
almost scared to read it. `Nope, not the phones.'  I almost lost it.  I
dragged Brandon over to select a movie with me and we sat on my bed, side
by side to watch it in complete silence.

"Dude, I gotta hit the can." He said after a bit. I pointed over to the
door where it was. "Ummm." He raised our joined hands blushing slightly.

"Right." I said and followed him to the bathroom.

"Hate to tell you this, but I gotta take a dump." I moaned to myself and
rolled my eyes.  Could this day get any worse?  I turned away as he dropped
his pants and sat on the toilet. I'd been in there with guys pissing
before, but never really when they were taking a shit.  I didn't know what
to do, but I knew now was not the time for a conversation.  Personally,
that is one time when I liked the door locked and a ton of privacy, with
the fan running full tilt so no one could hear me or smell it.  Oh, my God!
I was wrong...the day could get a whole lot worse.  As he did his business,
the smell was unbearable, not to mention the usual noises that go along
with emptying yourself.  I wanted to plug my ears and nose. He apologized,
but there was very little he could do about it.

"Damn, I think my stomach is upset from all the sun, and maybe the milk and
beer too." He said trying to explain.  I really didn't want to talk, I just
needed air.  He finished, and I almost dragged him out of there before he
had his pants fastened up all the way. I turned the fan on as we left and
closed the door behind us to stop the toxic fumes from reaching my room.
Later on, we both had to take a piss, which we ended up doing together,
surprisingly.  Thank god neither of us had to squat again.  As we got into
bed, Brandon removed his pants and underwear leaving him naked.

"You don't mind do you?" he asked looking at me. "It's just if I sleep with
clothes on, my dick rubs against them and I'll be hard all night, ending in
a wet dream. Hell, I normally have to jerk off before I fall asleep, so I
don't wake up in the middle of the night."

"I sleep naked too, so no big deal. I hear you about jerking off,
dude. Christ I do it like twice a day, at least. If I don't, it usually
goes up at the most embarrassing times." I confided to him.

"Yeah, no shit." He agreed "like now."  I laughed.

"Well, it could have been worse, like when the cops were patting us down in
our underwear. He would have thought YOU had a weapon for sure." He looked
under the covers and laughed.

"Guess your ruler is working." He grinned.

"Not to sound like a fag, but let me see." I said pulling the covers
back. He didn't resist at all as I took a look at the 9 inch ruler he was
holding up.  I laughed at it. "Damn we should see how close I was." I
suggested jokingly.

"Yeah! Take another picture of it hard with a ruler against it." He
giggled. We got out of bed to grab the ruler and camera. I was truly
surprised at how close I was in my measurements. I lined up the ruler
trying to match it to the markings on his dick. I snapped a few pictures as
he held it out for me.  We laughed and were generally having a great
time. We looked at the pics and went back to bed to sleep.

Somewhere in the night, we had found the most comfortable way to sleep was
facing each other. Unfortunately, this meant his hard cock was now resting
in my open palm. It felt heavy and warm, but he was also leaking. I
wondered just how thick his cock really was, so I closed my palm against
it. My hand barely fit, but once I had a grip, he slowly moved forward. The
precum was acting as lube and he was actually fucking my hand. I stared at
his face to see if he was awake, but from the look of his eyes and the
sound of his breathing, he seemed asleep.  His movements were getting
slightly quicker, and he was beginning to moan. I almost laughed, but at
the same time, I was now also rock hard. I thought I better let go of him
before he shot all over the bed, leaving us to sleep in it. I released my
grip after a few more seconds, and felt my own cock which was just as
slippery.  He moaned again. "Don't stop," he whispered so quietly I almost
missed it.  I wrapped my hand around his cock again and the humping started
up once more.  It didn't take long before he lay on his back, taking
control of his dick and blasting all over his chest.  Well at least I
wasn't going to have to sleep in the wet spot.

He whispered again "you can cum on me too, if you want to."  I figured what
the fuck; I needed to get my boner down so we could both sleep, so I used
my free hand to jerk fast and furiously. Being horny and not having done it
all day yesterday, I rapidly let loose with everything I had and flooded
his chest. He was a mess. I reached over and grabbed a few tissues to clean
him up. I actually wiped everything off him and made sure he was dry,
before we turned to face each other again and fell asleep. We woke up in
the morning, both having had a restless sleep and sporting our mandatory
bones, his once again resting in my palm. I don't know if it was deliberate
or just a coincidence.  We took off to the bathroom, our erections leading
the way.  We managed to get them down enough to piss.

"I really gotta flog it again, or I'm gonna be hard all day, especially
since it's gonna be 11 before the key arrives." He said. I looked down at
the massive cock and though he probably needed both hands anyway.


"Yeah, me too. Let's just hit the shower and take care of two things at
once." I suggested.

While he decided to shoot into the tub and let the water wash it away, I
grinned and shot all over him again.  He laughed and pretended he thought
it was gross, as he washed it off. We helped each other wash while
basically trying to move around with the cuffs. We hung out in my room and
decided to avoid going down for breakfast, in case we ran into anyone. Hard
to explain two shirtless guys coming down to breakfast handcuffed together.
The doorbell rang at precisely 11am.  We ran downstairs quickly, and
Brandon hid behind the door as I opened it. A small kid, perhaps 8 years
old handed me the key and left.  I almost slammed the door on the poor kid
as I unhooked us. I was actually enjoying Brandon's company, and while it
was a relief to be apart finally, I felt a small sense of loss after having
him so close.  We went back to my room.  He put on the shirt that I'd
loaned him, thanked me and headed home. Alex called a bit later to see how
it had gone. I told him about the handcuffs and pizza, but not much
more. He explained that he and Randy received the same instructions and
were cuffed together all night. He spared no detail in their exploits. I
was so hard listening to him that I beat off twice during his story. I was
a little bit jealous, but at the same time, I figured I'd made a new friend
in Brandon.  We were still talking when a text message came in.

`Be at warehouse 49 in 30 minutes. Bring the handcuffs and keys.' I
couldn't believe it. Were they seriously going to do it again?  I agreed to
swing by and get Alex.  I was so exhausted, but we arrived on time.  In the
center of the room were Darren and Austin. They were tied to a long three
tiered saw horse, facing each other. There were dozens of masked naked guys
around them, and our friends looked like they'd been there all night. Their
heads were being held together, and as we got closer we could see that
their lips were very sore and red. My guess is that they'd been kissing for
hours. Not only that, but they had dildos in their asses.

After Brandon and Randy arrived, we were greeted. "Welcome pledges. Please
give me your handcuffs and keys." We did. "As you can see, two of your
fellow pledges refused to cuff themselves together. They were brought here
immediately, and have been entertaining us ever since. What is it now guys?
About 16 hours. Of course, we let them have breaks, as well as some food
and water, but they have been strapped here almost the entire time. They
have had their dicks held while they pissed and like the cow, they were
milked by many hands until we got the reward we were looking for. They have
also been filled up with milk from many of our members, from both ends, and
their lips will no doubt be sore for weeks from all the kissing.  When we
give you a task, we expect it to be followed."  He said as he brought us
closer to the guys. They looked exhausted, almost catatonic. "Release them
and they can go." He said waving his hand. The members immediately untied
Darren and Austin and helped them to the floor.  They turned and left,
leaving the six of us alone in the room.

"Why the hell didn't you just cuff each other?" we asked.

"We honestly thought they were just bluffing" croaked Austin through his
swollen lips.

"Let's help them get home" I suggested.

"Do they have clothes here or anything?" we said as we looked
around. Nothing was found, so I immediately took off my pants and underwear
to give Darren the underwear. Randy did the same for Austin. Brandon and
Alex gave up their shirts. We got a hold of them and took them to the cars.
Alex and I agreed to take Darren and make sure he was okay, while Brandon
and Randy would look after Austin.

We got to Darren's house, helped him shower, and got him into some clean
underwear, which is all he wanted to wear before putting him to bed. I used
some lotion on his lips, and left water and snacks beside his bed. I also
made sure his phone was close by in case he needed us. He fell asleep
quickly.

"I'm glad that wasn't us." I said as we headed home.

"Me too" said Alex with a concerned look on his face. He leaned over and
kissed me as we pulled up to a red light.  His touch had an immediate
effect on me, so we headed back to his place to make love for the next few
hours before we fell asleep in each other's arms.


School was about to begin, and we had one more semester left before
graduation, so I decided it was time to tell Alex about my adventure with
Sarah as we lay on his bed watching a movie. He was a bit surprised, but
asked if I'd liked it. I admitted that I did and that she was pretty hot.
I even suggested that we could maybe hangout with her as she was totally
cool, although slightly annoying. The time had come to tell him what I had
learned about myself after I had been with her.

"So, you know how I wasn't sure if I was gay or straight?" I said as I
started the confession. "Well, after fooling around with Sarah, I now know
for sure, and have no doubts anymore."

"Really?" he said nervously swallowing, as he looked at me intensely to see
if he could determine what I was about to say. I just looked at him with a
blank stare and took a deep breath. "So...am I going to like your decision
or not?"

"I guess that depends on your point of view." I felt like a dick keeping
this going as I knew it was killing him inside. "No matter what, we stay
best friends right?"

"Yeah, of course" he said, his smiling fading and his eyes beginning to
show signs of tearing up.

"Well, I guess it's not good news for you," I said still being a tease
"because you're going to be stuck with me as your GAY boyfriend for the
rest of your life." He was ready to break into tears, and then it hit him
as to what I'd just said. He grinned and threw his arms around me. Then
stopped and punched me.

"You're such a dick!" he said with the sad tears that had been building;
now running down his face as happy tears. "I was sure you were about to
dump me."

"Sorry, I just wanted you to remember this moment." I grinned as I hugged
him tight against me. "I love you Alex and want to be your boyfriend
forever.  Just don't try to kill us early with all the extreme stuff
though."

"Deal" he said as he kissed me like we've never kissed before. We rolled
around on the bed hugging and kissing for ages. We took our shirts off as
we hugged tight, and just enjoyed the moment.  He looked at me and paused
for a minute. "We gotta do something big to let everyone know. Let's show
the world."

"Like what?" I asked curiously.

He broke from my grip and sat up to face me. "On Monday, let's go into
school holding hands and wearing matching rings. We can share a locker,
share our lunches and do the exact same things that straight couples are
doing. If they kiss at their lockers, we'll do it. If they kiss in the car
when they pull up, we'll do it.  If they walk arm in arm down the hall,
we'll do it." He rambled on for a bit longer, excited about our now
official relationship.  I listened, and at first was a little scared, but
then got into it, throwing out my own ideas.

"Let's do something else first though."  I exclaimed excitedly as I reached
for my phone and dialed.  "Hey bro! Just wanted you to be the first to
know, that I'm gay and Alex is now officially my boyfriend."

"Yeah, duh!" he said at the other end totally mellowing my news. "You two
have been playing boyfriends for years, but I'm happy that you finally
figured it out. I guess I better die my hair black or something, so I don't
get raped by accident." He said trying to be a smart ass. "Congrats
bro. Later."  He hung up and I turned back to Alex.

"So?"

"He said he knew already, but was glad we made it official" I said pouncing
on him.

"A twin thing huh?" he giggled as we rolled off the bed landing hard on the
floor together. We stayed there and just made love for the first time as
real honest boyfriends.

I stripped my boyfriend and lay him on his stomach on the floor. I massaged
every part of his body trying to remember the way the pro had done it to
me. As I got to his ass and spread his cheeks, I knew that I wanted to try
something. I put my tongue at the top of his ass, and began to kiss and
lick his crack. He groaned in pleasure and moved around, enjoying the
feeling.  I don't know if it was the fact that we were now officially
boyfriends, or if I was just super horny, but every lick and taste of him
was more intoxicating than the one previous. I got closer and closer to his
hole, before I finally licked into it. I pushed my tongue in slowly, and
kept pulling his ass cheeks farther and farther apart to get in even
deeper. I think if I'd been able to get my chin in, I'd have gone for it
too. I craved more and more of his ass, as I licked and grabbed handfuls of
his ass.  I couldn't take it anymore, as my cock was so hard, I could feel
it painfully throbbing between my legs. I was sure it had gained an extra
half inch. I licked up his body and began kissing his neck as I aimed my
pole at the entrance to his beautiful ass. I entered him slowly, feeling
and savoring each inch as I went. Then, when I was all the way inside, I
began to fuck him, or perhaps make love to him, would be a better term.  I
kissed his neck, grabbed his hair, pulled his head back and kissed him on
the cheek and mouth. I fucked faster and harder, until I felt the familiar
tingle in my crotch to indicate he was about to get additional lubing from
my hose.  I held on, and almost screamed, as I let everything I had flood
into my boyfriend before collapsing on him. We waited a few minutes, before
switching positions. I lay on my back with my legs over his shoulders as he
penetrated me deeper than I ever remember. He kissed me in a way that I
thought was actually fusing our lips together.  Our tongues exploring as if
it were the first time.  When we finally broke apart, hours and hours had
gone by, and we realized that we should move to the bed before we both fell
asleep.  I couldn't imagine anyone being closer than we were at that moment
in time. I loved him with all my heart and I could feel that he felt the
same way about me. I may have even cried in happiness as I drifted off to
sleep wrapped around him.





In the morning, we talked about other guys, and agreed that we could still
do others, as long as there was no kissing. We also said that it was best
if we played together with other guys, but at the very least let each other
know about our activities. After another love making session and a shower,
we went out and bought matching rings at the pride store.  They were silver
and had six stones in them to match the rainbow flag colors. I also bought
a couple of glittery rainbow stickers for our cars. They weren't huge
stickers, maybe only 4 inches long and ½" wide, but enough so that it
proved we were big homos!  Proud homos though! *giggle* We even decided to
go buy some new clothes together. He suggested that we buy matching stuff,
which I found amusingly ironic, since I'd never even wore matching clothes
with my twin brother. We settled on the same type of stuff, just in
different colors that matched our different color hair better. So if he had
a shirt with a yellow pattern, I bought the same shirt, but with a blue or
green pattern, etc.  We spent a ton of money, but figured that we had
doubled our investment as we could wear each other's clothes. We always had
anyway, but now we were buying clothes to deliberately share as
boyfriends. About the only thing we couldn't share were shoes as I wore
size 11 and Alex's were size 9. Strange as he was taller than me.

Monday arrived and we had agreed on what to wear in advance. Sounded like
something girls did, but we were on video chat showing each other clothes
to make sure we got the right things.  Alex picked me up for our first
morning, and although this was our fourth year in this same school, I was
as nervous as if it was the first day.  We parked and he leaned over to
kiss me. "You ready?" he asked.

"Yep! Nervous as fuck and I may have to pee three times between here and
the school, but I'm ready." I said, my heart pounding so loud I could
barely hear myself. I was sure my body temperature was 20 degrees above
normal, and my hands were wetter than they were in the shower.  We got out
of the car and as we met at the front of it, I wiped my hands on my jeans,
before I felt Alex grab it.  We walked into school without flinching. I
felt like I might throw up as people looked at us, but at least there was
no flinching.  We had already been assigned lockers and since mine was
closer, we put all our stuff in there before heading to our first
class. Since we only had one class together out of the five we had, most
our day would be apart, but we would see each other at the locker, at lunch
and between classes.  Fortunately we were seniors and with Alex being so
well known as a super extreme jock, it was mostly a non-event so far. I had
imagined being slushied or slammed into lockers by the football team by
now, but I guess I'm the only one who watches Glee.  I hear one guy cough
the word `fags' but when I turned to look, no one seemed to be paying
attention. While it was good that nothing was happening, I thought it felt
a bit anticlimactic. A few girls thought we made a cute couple, and our
other friends already knew or suspected anyway, so were cool with it. I was
all ready for the bible bashers and the homophobes, but on the first day it
wasn't needed at all.

By the end of the first week, we had settled into a routine and people had
pretty much accepted that we were boyfriends, and most seemed to agree that
we fit together really well. If only they knew JUST how well we `fit'
together. I laughed to myself.  There were even a few days where we snuck
into the change room and swapped clothes with each other. Probably no one
would notice, but we thought it was cute. I usually got hard when we did
it, but it was too dangerous to do anything about it in school.

We got our first taste of something unwanted in the second week. I opened
my locker and a note dropped out. `Fags! You'll burn in hell. Get out of
our school.'  I showed it to Alex who put it into his bag and turned to
look down the hall. Usually someone like that watches from a distance for a
reaction. He grinned and kissed me hard up against the locker, then closed
our locker, slid his hand into my back pocket. We walked the length of the
hall together in each other's arms.  I loved my boyfriend for that. I was
going to get pissed about the note and he just let them see it didn't
matter.

It did piss someone off though, as we found one of his tires slashed on his
car when we got to it after school. I was about to react, when he just
gripped my hand tighter to tell me to let it go.  He pulled out his phone
and dialled the auto club to come and help. He took a few pictures of the
tires, before we lay on the hood of his car until the tow truck arrived. We
could have changed the tire ourselves, but Alex explained that if we had
let them see that it was affecting us, they would continue. One of teachers
had stopped by to ask if we were ok as he checked the tire. Alex assured
him that we were, even after the teacher mentioned that the tire looked
like it had been slashed.

"If you guys ever need anything, you know where to find me" he said with a
serious look on his face. His meaning was clear, and for that we were
appreciative.

"Thanks, Mr. Walden. We're good for now though."  Said Alex smiling as if
nothing was wrong. Inside I was freaking out. By the time we got back to my
place, I broke down and began to cry. I felt so stupid, but I'd never been
a victim of anything before, so it was a little overwhelming.

"Sweetie, there are way more good people in our school than assholes. Once
we figure out who it is, we'll get it taken care of.  Just keep anything
and take pictures of things that may happen.

In actual fact, very little happened at school, but there were a few
comments, and actions that we just shrugged off.  We parked in varied
locations and changed cars from Alex's to mine and back again.  The
toughest thing that I had to deal with was when I was changing in the
locker room for soccer.

"Shouldn't you go change in the girls change room?" asked one of the big
jocks in my class. I pulled the front of my underwear out and looked down.

"Nope, I got the right parts to be in here."  I said trying not to react,
as Alex had taught me.

"I dunno guys; I don't think I want to change in front of a fag. Isn't it
kind of like a buffet for them in here?"  He mocked as he looked around the
room at the other guys. I laughed.

"Well with what you're packing, I guess it's not an all you can eat
buffet. More like an appetizer." I said trying to be a smart ass.

The guys who didn't seemed impressed with the dumb jock, laughed at my
comments. He came over to me to get in my face.

"Whoa, dude! You're not my type, plus I have a boyfriend already." I said
as I backed up a bit, trying not to show him that I was definitely a bit
shaken by this.

"You're so gonna get it on the field dude!"  He growled at me.

"In front of everyone?" I said batting my eyelashes at him "I didn't know
you were into PDA." The guys laughed again.  So far it was two for me, zero
for dumbass.  He didn't like it and pushed me hard, sending me flying over
the bench in my underwear.  I hit my head on the edge on the locker and
cracked hard onto the concrete floor. I saw stars. Unfortunately not the
Justin Bieber, Cody Linley type, but the spinning around your head type.

I lay there wondering if maybe I had gone a bit too far.  I heard the guys
scramble as they pushed the asshole away from me and out of the locker
room.  Others came to see if I was alright as I had hit my head pretty hard
and was bleeding a bit.  Someone ran to get the coach, who in turn fetched
the nurse. How embarrassing. Luckily for me, my parents had let me go on my
own attendance when I was 16, which meant I could decide things for myself,
like calling in sick or whether my parent needed to be called for something
like this. They sure didn't need to be called in my opinion.  As I lay
there, I heard him long before I saw him. Alex was making a ruckus out in
the waiting area.

"He's resting right now." said the nurse.

"He's my boyfriend and I want to make sure he's okay. He needs me. Maybe I
should get the media down here and announce the hate crime instead." He
threatened. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself, as I could just see him
out there standing his ground. He came around the curtain and rushed to me.

"Oh God, baby, I came down as soon as I heard. Are you alright?"  I assured
him that I was, and that the bandage around my head made it look way worse
than it was.  He stayed with me until the nurse said I could leave. We
headed back to my place. I felt okay, but Alex was determined to play
nurse, or mother, as he ran around getting me stuff like Tylenol, water,
food, putting in a movie, etc.  When he asked if I needed help to pee, I
finally told him to stop.  As much fun as it would be to have him hold my
dick, I really wasn't in the mood to fool around.

When Jason got home, he was pissed.  I'm not sure at whom though. I
couldn't determine if he was made at Alex and me for being gay, as he made
reference to a couple of guys calling him a fag, or whether he was pissed
at the guy who attacked me.  He asked if I was okay, and when I told him I
was, he went to his room satisfied. He did promise that he'd take care of
the problem as he left.  Not sure what that meant, but I had a huge
headache and wasn't in the mood to think anyway. Alex wanted to spend the
night, but I told him not to bother. By morning I was fine. My head was
sore, but generally I was back to normal.  Alex picked me up and after we
parked, I noticed that he didn't hold my hand as we walked towards school.
In fact he kept a foot further away from me than normal. I knew he was just
being concerned for me, so I took the initiative by moving closer and
grabbing his hand first. He smiled.

"No way they win baby, no fucking way." I said as I walked arm in arm with
him.

What shocked me the most out of the whole day was that the talk all over
school was that the guy, who had pushed me, had been in an accident late
last night and was in the hospital.  I was strangely relieved that at least
I wouldn't have to put up with him again for a while, but what turned out
to be even stranger was a week later, when he returned to school. He found
me first thing in the morning and apologized for what happened, and shook
my hand.  I was half expecting the hand to hit me instead.  Alex just
looked at me and shrugged his shoulders.

"See; just keep standing our ground buddy.  Even the dumb ones come around
eventually." He smiled showing obvious relief.

After that, nothing else happened at school that was even remotely
newsworthy, except when someone suggested that we should run for prom
kings. I quickly squashed that idea. I just wanted to fit in, not be a
cause for something.  The principal had got wind of what happened to me,
and to Alex's car, and offered his support if needed. He assured us that
bullying and hate was not tolerated. We thanked him for his concern.  I
felt pretty good and was glad we lived where we did. I knew from the news
that not every gay kid had it as easy, especially the younger ones. We
heard of teen suicides almost weekly, most under 17 and in school.  My
heart broke each time I heard of one, as I wished I could have helped or
been there for them.

We were still dealing with the pledging stuff to join the `Q' society, and
I wondered just how long their selection process was. Fortunately, I didn't
have to wonder for long.


It's almost time to see if the boys make it into the `Q'.  Thank you for
all your comments. Feel free to keep them coming, as well as any
suggestions for upcoming adventures.  outinwest@gmail.com and be sure to
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ideas and to find out what the boys get up to as the stories continue.