I suddenly came to the realization that I was the ’pivot boy’ that as a kid I had heard bantered about, and even used occasionally. Within the sex club that Mandy had setup, I was the guy in the middle of the circle jerk, so to speak. Since a few nights ago when I was tested for my newly acquired skill of deep throating, I hadn’t seen any of the guys. Mandy reminded me that the coming weekend was going to be my next party night, and I remembered how she had told me to ‘wait and see just what she had planned for me’. She also reminded me that I should hurry up and do something special for Fran to remind him that she had been very serious when she had named him as ‘my man’.

I had felt really great at having gone three whole days without having to service any of the three guys in the club. Hell, I hadn’t even seen them. But my luck wasn’t going to hold out much longer. When I hitched to work that night, I ran into Fran as I hung out the four hours until work. He toyed with me by driving by several times before stopping. I was talking to a couple of other friends, so I went to his car when he stopped by us. The first words out of his mouth was, “How’s my ‘boy’ doing today?” I told him ‘okay’, and asked him what he was doing. It was Mandy’s wish that I compliment his new status over me by willingly asking him to take me out on a quick date, essentially to get himself a blowjob.

Fran said he was just hanging out and killing time. When he paused and stared at me for quite a bit, I knew Mandy had told him of her request of me. I took a deep breath and asked, “Has my… ‘man’ gotten off since the other night?” He smiled hearing that term, and said he hadn’t. So, I finished the request. “Do you want to take me someplace so I can suck you off?” He didn’t say a word, just patted the seat beside him and smiled. So I went around the car and got in. As we drove off to find a quiet place, I asked him, “So… I take it you like what Mandy did, and made me your boy?” Fran said, “Hey, every man needs a boy, right? And you’re certainly the best I could ever hope to get.”

I asked him a lot of questions about how secret our little club was staying, and if he felt confident that Bobby and Kenny were going to keep it quiet as well. It made me feel really safe the way he reassured me and said he would have to smack around anyone that ruined his good thing. I just had to ask, “You consider me a good thing? We used to be just good friends, now I’m more like your property.” He twisted his jaw to the side and said, “We’re still tight friends whenever anyone else is around. It’s just now I can tell my boy when I have a woody for him and get it taken care of quickly. I can see you don’t mind it as much as you use to. Besides, you never refused to do me before Mandy found out, so you must be relieved now that she knows.”

Mandy knowing had turned into anything but a relief. She took great pleasure in having sexual control over me, and was constantly dreaming up new ways of getting me put to use for her own thrills. She had confided in me that watching one guy sucking off another was every girls wildest fantasy. And since she had caught me in the middle of being the cocksucker for two different men, that she was going to live it out as often as she could.

Just about this time, Fran was parking on the side of the road, a dirt road, way out in the sticks. He just sat there waiting for me to take the next step. I couldn’t find any words I wanted him to hear coming out of my mouth, so instead I reached over and started feeling his crotch. I figured if I got him hard enough, he would tell me what to do. But he was playing it cool. He wanted me to make all the moves to please Mandy. Finally I said, “Well, you’re certainly hard enough. You want me to suck it now?” He just sat there, waiting for more. He wasn’t planning on making this easy for me.

I got into my most embarrassing state of mind that I could muster, and thought about what he wanted to hear. I asked him, “Would you rather me suck your cock here, or standing up outside?” When he didn’t answer I went on. “Do you want me to try deep throating you? What do you want me to say? You know I have to do this, what do you want from me?” His drift was impossible to miss when he said, “I want you to tell me how you want to please your man?” I knew that in order to tell him anything, that I had to get much hotter than I was at the moment. Therefore, I unsnapped his pants, and fished his cock out to feel and look at. It was always easier to get started on a guy once it was in sight. I felt down his extremely rigid shaft that felt so hot, and pushed my hands down into his pants to cup his balls. His balls were probably the largest I had ever seen, and always seemed so heavy in my hand.

I thought for a moment about what he would be satisfied with, as well as Mandy, and just how turned on I was getting as I rubbed his balls. I still couldn’t figure out what to say, So I said, “I really wish my man would tell me what to do for him.” But when he stayed somber, I added, “Why don’t you do me the way that started all this bullshit? Come over here on my side of the car.” He quickly obliged my request and came to my side as I was getting out as well. I threw the blanket he had become accustomed to carrying, onto a fairly flat place on the ground. Fran wanted to know just what I meant about what had gotten this all started.

I reminded him of the friend that had first told him about me sucking him off. I said that it seemed fitting that ‘my man’ get to take me in the same way. I finished getting his pants pulled off him, along with his shoes. I had him kneel on the blanket at one end, and I lay down with my head right under his balls. The moonlight was so bright, that I could clearly see every part of him. Then I told him to lay over me as my friend had done. But instead of getting the benefit of a true sixty-nine, this was only going to be for Fran’s sake. I told him briefly how my friend had fucked my mouth in this fashion, and that it was the way I had taken his cum, and was the very first time I had ever tasted cum. A very big lie.

Fran leaned forward over my face, aligning his cock with my lips. As he lowered himself into my mouth, I flashed back to when my friend had done this to me. We were supposed to be doing a sixty-nine, but after he got off, I realized he had just been keeping me hard enough to keep me interested in finishing him off.

I started to wonder how smart it was to invite Fran into this position over me. I quickly realized I had little to say about how deep he could go. He was being kind to me though and holding his weight off me. As Fran started to work himself off, I was sucking on him for the very first time while letting myself enjoy it. I noticed I was wrapping my lips tighter than normal as I tried to feel him with my mouth. His girth was such that my jaw felt as if it had to dislocate to accept even the first half. The large veins in it tantalized my mind knowing that it was they that I had to massage with my lips to force him to cum for me. For the very first time since I had been taken out into the woods by Bobby several months ago, I was sucking a man’s cock just as much for my enjoyment, as it was for his. I struggled to get as much pleasure as I could as Fran became more aggressive with my mouth.

And just as I had been so enticed by my very first blowjob to my friend, I again was straining to get the prick in my mouth to cum for me. I wanted to feel what it was like to allow a guy to relieve himself in me, to feel the warm sperm filling my mouth as the guy groaned his pleasure. My friends’ cum had been somewhat runny and bitter. With him most of the thrill was knowing I was letting a guy fuck himself off while using my mouth. When he said he was cumming, I held still and didn’t protest, but instead waited to see what his stuff tasted like. I had been rather proud at the moment I first felt him cumming, knowing that it was because of me that had made his body heave so sporadically. And because he had given me no choice as to whether or not I wanted him to do it in my mouth, I felt so ravaged.

But this time, I was all for getting taken as the receptacle for Fran’s cum. I knew what it tasted like, and it would be no surprise to me. It was thick, creamy, and there was always quite a volume of it. Staring at the huge balls swaying in my face, there was little reason to wonder why. I found myself wanting to taste him so badly in fact, that I wasn’t surprised when I noticed I had wrapped my hands over the cheeks of his ass so I could feel his desire to use my mouth for his benefit as I hung on. I had wanted to help him get off in the past, but mostly just to hurry things along. This was the first time I ever wanted to just make it as pleasurable for him as I possibly could, so I would feel like I deserved the cum he would be depositing in me.

And this time, I wanted to taste not just his cum, but it’s texture and volume; I wanted to swish it in my mouth to finally taste a man’s sperm for real. I pushed on his hips just enough so I could speak. I said, “Don’t force me to swallow. Just cum in my mouth so I can taste it.” He must have liked the idea of that, because he became even more rigid and focused on fucking me. I had been friends with Fran for years now, but this was the first time I felt like his best friend. I was trying to help him accomplish something that I was sure no other friend would be willing to do for him; and it was obvious at the moment just how much Fran needed my help in this way.

I went back to grabbing at his ass; rubbing up and down his cheeks as he pushed at me. I realized that I was moaning in such a way that he couldn’t help but know how much I wanted this particular face fucking. And when he said he was almost ready, my mind flashed back to when I had done this for the first time, and how that friend had forced himself into me deeper so that I had to finish getting him off. Then Fran doubled my pleasure as I heard him say, “Take it bitch… suck my balls dry for me.” He was enjoying his body for the first time under these conditions.

Fran lifted his body, and fearing that his cock was going to be taken too far away, I grabbed onto it as he withdrew from me and held it to my opened mouth. I groaned my pleasure for him as I felt his first spurt shoot into my mouth. I held open for him for the first several shots, then I sucked the head of his fantastic prick back into my mouth and sucked on it as I swished his reward to me all over him, as he finished feeding me his last drops. He was looking down at me as he pulled from the grip of my lips, and was smiling broadly. It was obvious how much he had enjoyed himself.

As he sat back on his knees to get up and dress, I spun around on the blanket, sat up and savored his cream. It was so smooth and thick, and reminded my of the consistency of egg white, but its taste was so intoxicating to me. When Fran saw I was still holding it in my mouth. He asked, “You like that, don’t you. That was one of the best blowjobs you’ve ever given me.” He grabbed my hand to help me up from the blanket, and asked if I caught it all. I nodded my head and opened my mouth to show him I had it. Then I closed my mouth and made quite a production out of swallowing it.

When my mouth was clear, I asked him, “I take it my man enjoyed himself?” His smile said it all, but he said, “Like I said, every man needs a good boy, and I just got the best.” We hopped back in the car and road around drinking for a little bit. I was very impressed by the way he treated me when we picked up a couple of other friends to drink with us. His demeanor towards me was so different, like he couldn’t even remember that I had my lips wrapped around his cock just an hour earlier, and allowed him to cum in my mouth to savor his cream. The only time he made even a slight hint towards what had happened was when he dropped me off at a phone booth so I could call Mandy. He told me to remind her how good I had been to her.

Mandy was so excited that I had done my task so proficiently, that she had me talk her into getting off over the phone as she frigged herself. It only took a few minutes, but giving her so much detail was a bit embarrassing. I admitted to her that I had even really liked doing it for a change, and hadn’t just been doing it to keep someone quiet. After she got her composer back, she asked me about the coming Saturday night. She wanted to know if I was going to be as excited when I had to suck off a new guy. I asked, “New guy? What do you mean, a new guy?” She told me not to worry, that I didn’t know him. He was an old friend of the family that had fucked her a couple of times before I knew her. He was going to be in town and had called her ahead of time to see if she wanted to ‘get together’ again when he came by.

I told her I really didn’t want any new guys in the mix, but she responded with, “Oh, you’ll have fun. You’ll love it.” She started to describe the guy to me, especially his major attributes, and told me he already knew he was going to get a guy to suck him off. But since he didn’t know me, I was going to be introduced as her sex slave. She had told him she was punishing me for trying to rape her a month earlier; and to keep from going to the cops, she was abusing me to show me what it felt like. She said he was very into helping her out, that he loved a good cock sucking. My pleas fell on deaf ears, so we planned on talking about it later.

The rest of the week was pretty uneventful, except for when Bobby and Kenny were headed to a bar one night, and saw me hanging out. They stopped just to see if I was up for a ’private party’ this weekend, and I responded with how I had little choice. They left after telling me I should set something up with Mandy, so they could fuck my girlfriend at the same time. I hated the way they would always refer to her as my girlfriend when they would talk about fucking her. They just wanted to remind me and make it clear that they were fucking ‘my girl’.

When I stopped at Mandy’s on Friday night, she told me that I had just missed her family friend, Ricky. But she said she had a surprise for me. She took me to an outbuilding, sort of a storage shed of her fathers’, and we went inside. While she was pulling her shorts and panties off, she told me that she had just been fucked by Ricky and wanted to share it with me. I not only saw her messed up pubes, but could smell the sex. She pulled me to her as she sat up on a work bench, and commanded me to give her a blowjob. As much as I liked doing that, I hesitated knowing that a strange man’s cum was all over her. But a went to my knees and started licking at her.

It was very obvious that she had been freshly fucked, as some of the sperm was still in small globs between her lips. It was a wild experience knowing that I was cleaning up after a guy I didn’t even know. But her face made me feel good that I could make her so happy in a way no other guy was about to. She rubbed her pussy all over my face as I cleaned her, and tongue-fucked her like crazy. All the time while I was giving her head, she was telling me all about how neat it had been fucking the man and telling him how I would be cleaning her up as soon as I arrived. And then she went over some of the details of what I would be doing for him in person the next day.

It was becoming rather clear to me that watching me and forcing me to do all this stuff was a huge turn on for her, because lately she was getting off faster than a chicken on a hot plate. I found her extremely easy to get an orgasm from, and making her cum was a five minute job, instead of the usual fifteen. Although, it never really took her all that long before, it was just that she would force herself to last longer to enjoy herself. I hadn’t minded, as she had one sweet tasting pussy. And today was a good example of both; even after she had two orgasms from my tonguing, she still had a mind blowing cum. As usual, she pushed my head away from her crotch as she would cum, so she could see her own juice.

Ever since I had forced her to cum that first time, she would always want to see herself doing it. She said it was part of the euphoria of doing it in the first place. Mandy still has never found another girl that could really do it like she could. I kept telling her I would show whatever hot girl she pointed me towards, just how to do it. The secret is simply not giving up when the girl has an orgasm; that’s just the point where you really have to take control and force her to cum. Girls are so convinced that they can’t cum, that they always go into it with the belief that’s its impossible. They defeat themselves right from the start.

I always received such a great hugging and lip smacking when I would bring her to the ‘gong’, as we called it. When I asked her about what she was really going to make me do to Ricky the next night, she told me, “Just about anything I want you to do. And if you keep being nosey, I’ll make sure there’s an audience.” I wanted to fight about bringing someone knew into our little sex club because that hadn’t been a real part of the bargain. But she insisted that I agreed to virtually anything to keep the boys from spreading the story about me. Then she reminded me how she wouldn’t be able to stay with me if I was found out. I wanted to know how that translated into my blowing a new guy and she replied, “That’s entirely for my enjoyment.”

I thought about the next day all night long as I worked. It was getting me rather nervous at having to meet a guy for the specific purpose of sucking his cock for him. And the shame of him knowing that I knew he had fucked my girl the day before was hard to handle. But as I left work that morning, Fran picked me up as I walked along the road towards town. He asked, “Hey, I’ll trade my boy a ride home for a good cocksucking.” Considering how horny I was thinking about my plight all night had made me, I really didn’t mind the offer. I pretended to be a little put off, but hopped in and said my standard line, “Do I have a choice?”

All the way home, Fran told me how much he wanted to deep throat me. With the little bit of furniture I had in my house, it wasn’t easy. He talked about driving his truck off the beaten path so I could take his favorite position for me; in the bed of the truck. To keep away from the public view, I finally promised him I would be able to do just fine in the way Mandy had taught me that first time on my mattress a couple of weeks earlier. To convince him I would be into doing a good job for him, I reached over and grabbed his boner. That convinced him!

As we walked into my apartment, Fran mentioned how he hoped Mandy would be joining us. I informed him it was Saturday and she had no school. But I was tired and wanted things to go fast, so I told him I would be plenty good enough on my own. I took him into the bedroom and tried to find the state of mind I had gone into a couple of days earlier. It allowed me to sort of escape the responsibility of the man I was, and allowed me to become the sissy I had to be. It was taking me a little while to get there, but when I did, I became a pleasure for Fran.

I removed his pants, underwear, and shoes. Then I took it a step further than normal and went for his shirt. Fran wanted to know why and I said to him, “I told you I would be plenty for my man.” As I looked at his nude form, I went even farther; I started to take off my own clothes. This was the very first time we had both been fully nude together while alone. As Macho of a man as Fran was, I could tell he felt strange to be in this position. But that faded fast as I pulled him down onto my bed. I crawled between his legs and worked on licking his balls, and gently sucking away at them. When he was rock hard, I knew I still wasn’t proficient enough to deep throat him from between his legs yet. So, I got beside him to be able to aim his erection down my throat. I began working his prick into my mouth, taking more and more with each thrust. His cock was really huge and I found it extremely hard to get into my throat. After failing for several attempts, I sucked my way off him and told Fran I needed his help. He was all too happy to be there for me.

I took him back into my mouth and felt his hands on my head. I took him as deeply as I could, and then I felt him pushing both his hands against my head, and his cock was against the back of my throat. I started to back off, but that’s when he took over and pushed down on my head and up with his cock. I gagged when it popped into my throat and fought my instincts so I could hold still for him. He groaned with such appreciation that I would have smiled if possible. I was making myself comfortable knowing that I would have to endure this repeated action a couple of dozen times before he got off. At one point, Fran stayed in me too long and choked me. He started apologizing to me and I remember sniffing back the snot in my nose, and shook my head.

“It’s okay. Just keep going.”

When I heard those words coming out of me, I felt a little sick with myself. I had grown to accept sucking cock for these guys in such need of me, but telling Fran that it was okay to continue reaming my throat was much farther than I would have ever guessed I was capable of going. The simple fact was that I was glad Fran was enjoying himself with me. He was the only man I was doing in this pseudo sex club that ever really seemed to care whether he was hurting me or not, and that was a good thing because he had the biggest cock of all three men.

While Fran continued pushing himself deep into me, I started enjoying the feeling of his girth forcing my throat to accept him. It was the first time I was getting my throat pierced that I calmed down enough to somewhat enjoy it. But when he started getting closer to the end, I realized I couldn’t ever really let on that I was getting use to this kind of abuse. For some reason I hung onto the idea that I wanted to be able to deny ever doing anything willingly if I was ever found out.

Fran was groaning so loud I was afraid my neighbors would hear him enjoying himself and I braced for his cum. And then he gave one last plunge into my throat and began emptying his balls on me. I hadn’t got a real breath before he started and I knew it was going to be hard to last for him, so I relaxed as much as I could. Every time I felt a warm spurt coming out of his cock, I subconsciously moaned, almost in appreciation for it. I was near passing out before he let go of my head and I gulped for air. Then Fran did something really weird to me.

Even as I was coughing up spittle trying to get back to normal, Fran pushed me down into the mattress, face down. I felt him placing his knees between mine and positioning himself for one of the most emasculating positions I had ever been in. He spread my legs wide and laid down on top of me. I was torn between wondering how he could possibly have the stamina to try fucking me in my ass, and the demeaning feeling of this hulk of a man even wanting to fuck me. Having my legs pried apart to be assaulted in this manner wasn’t part of the spoken bargain, but he was twice my size and even my best effort to get away from him was fruitless.

He humped away at me and held my arms over my head. He wasn’t even trying to stick his prick into me. He was just checking my reaction. I caught on that he really never gave it a serious thought when I saw his face after letting me up. But the incident gave me a lot to think about. As soon as he left my apartment, I went back to my bed and started thinking about what he had done to me. I couldn‘t help but turn over face down, spread my legs, and wonder what it would have felt like to get my ass raped. I probably wouldn’t have been nearly as frightened of the whole deal if his cock wasn’t so thick.

I humped into the mattress as if I was getting fucked and imagined what it might have been like. I realized that between my fantasizing and the motion that I could get myself off this way, and finished getting off to the idea of what it might have been like. When I woke up hours later, I was lying in the dried remnants of a successful masturbatory effort that I could barely remember.

I was awoken by a call from Mandy. She seemed so depressed because she had been planning a big night for me, but it was sidetracked by a family situation. She wanted to reschedule the event she had planned with Ricky, but had to see him first before she could tell me when. I was really glad over that. She said she would see me that next day and left it at that. I didn’t bother telling her about Fran; I knew he would do that.

After I got my head together, I hitched my way back over the mountain to see some friends. We were suppose to hit a party together, but before I met up with them, Bobby came by. He told me he was going to need my “services” in about an hour and to hang out for him. I knew he would get mad if I didn’t wait for him, so I told him I’d meet him just outside of town so my friends wouldn’t know I was in there yet.

By the time Bobby showed up to meet me, it was really dark and I had downed a couple of beers to make things easier. I was guessing that Bobby might very well have Kenny with him, but was pleasantly surprised when he was by himself. I hopped into his car and he started driving towards his house. He lived with his sister and brother, so he never wanted to go to his place. But he lived way out in the woods and there were a lot of old dirt roads he could take me too. The closer we got to a local pond, I knew that that was where he was taking me. Except that it was Friday night and many people went there to party, I liked the idea of going there. It was secluded and if no one was there, I was pretty sure no one would interrupt us in the amount of time it would take to give him a blowjob.

When we got there, the place was lit up with a full moon. If Bobby was a girl, this would be really romantic. We got out of the car and I went for his belt, but he stopped me.

“Mandy said I could have a little fun with you tonight on my own. So, get on your knees, shut your mouth, and do as you’re told.”

I was a little worried because this was such an unusual request, but I complied anyways. The next thing I knew, he was blindfolding me and warning me to not take it off for anything. He gave me many reasons to obey him and I knelt there waiting for his next move. After a couple of minutes I heard another car coming sown the road and started to get up. Bobby warned me back to my knees and said that he knew who was coming. He gave me a last warning to behave and to keep my mouth shut.

I figured that Mandy had probably lied to me about Ricky and waited to find out what was going on. I could hear Bobby talking to whoever had come behind me. A hand went to the back of my head and I was pulled into someone’s crotch. It took about three seconds for the cock being rubbed against me to get really hard. I had to grab for the legs of the guy to keep from falling. Then another guy came in front of me and did about the same thing. I was really freaking out that there was at least two guys, and they both appeared to be new to me.

Bobby demanded, “Take his pants down and show him how good you are at giving head.”

I started to beg off from doing that, but all it got me was a slap on the back of my head. I reached out and found the guy’s belt and began preparing him for a blowjob. When I began pushing his pants down, my hand ran over the guy’s pocket and I felt an odd thing in it. It felt like a certain kind of key chain like the one my brother carried. I didn’t worry about that at first until I started thinking how I had never seen another one like it before. I got fearful that I could very well be pulling down my own brother’s pants to give him head and sat back on my feet. Bobby told me to keep going, but I shook my head and wouldn’t say why.

The next thing I knew I was being pushed face first into the dirt and my hands were being tied behind my back. I was picked back up to my knees, warned to behave, and someone grabbed my jaw. My hair was pulled back to force my mouth open and I felt a very hard cock pushing its way into me. When the owner of it held still, I did what was expected of me and started fellating him. I felt sick knowing that I could very well be sucking off my own brother. But he obviously knew what was going on with me so there wasn’t much of a reason to risk a beating, or worse. This was perhaps the first time I was ever left to do all the work myself.

Bobby was the only person talking and that made me wonder just who the other guy might be, and all of my brother’s friends went through my mind. I wanted to fall into the earth knowing what I was doing. I prayed that I was wrong. When I could tell that the guy was getting ready to cum, I doubled my efforts to end it. Bobby told me to swallow every drop for him, and then my head was held still and I was ordered to open my mouth. I could feel the guy jerking himself off and knew he was about to use my mouth as a toilet. His cum felt almost hot when he started shooting it in my mouth and I had to fight all my urges to hold still for him. When I felt him wiping the head of his prick against my lips as if to wipe himself off, I forced myself to swallow it. Bobby pointed out I missed some on my lip and I had to lick for it to get it into my mouth.

The next guy took his place in front of me and I was forced to do him as well. I guessed that he had to be pretty large bellied because I had to almost go under him to get to his prick. It was very short, very fat, and when he got off his cum stuck to the insides of my teeth because of its thickness.

I felt a whole lot better when I heard them driving off. I asked Bobby who they had been, but all he did was laugh. I told him that he had violated the rules and then realized that being tied up wasn’t a great time to mention that. He ripped my blindfold away and told me to take it up with the group if I wanted. I knew I was going to have a serious talk with Mandy about it. And it was clear that I had pissed off Bobby by the way he fucked my mouth so hard. He held me up by my head and seemed to be purposely knocking me off balance just to catch me. He tried to fuck my throat, but I still wasn’t able to take a dick down my throat straight on like I was, and I wasn’t about to give him any hints on how to get me to do it.

As turned on as he had to be it still seemed to take him a while to cum. Normally he was done with me within a couple of minutes. I was beginning to get a very sore jaw by the time he finally started filling my mouth. He held himself in my mouth for about two minutes after he was done relieving himself he made me continue sucking on his limp prick.

Bobby gave me a ride home and I asked him several times to tell me who the other men were, but he refused. The next day I told Mandy about my concerns and even mentioned that I thought I had been duped into sucking off my own brother. She told me she knew about the whole thing and not to worry about it. Her lack of concern was a serious put off to me. She as well wouldn’t tell me who the two other men had been. Our conversation ended with her telling me that she would be by around seven and that I should be ready to please the hell out of her.

I was really hoping that she was finding a way over to my place to just have some normal sex, but when she walked through my front door she had Fran, Bobby, and Kenny with her. She just about ignored me except for a quick kiss and told me that she was horny as all hell to get fucked. I knew what that meant, but instead of selecting one of the guys to take her back to the bedroom, she just started making out with Fran right there. She and Fran were stripping each other and Mandy told the guys to get me stripped down as well. She was beginning to take pleasure in the uneasy state I would display at having to be nude in front of the men. It always brought on cat calls and teasing. I had the smallest equipment, but then again, I was also the youngest by many years.

Mandy pulled Fran down on top of her on the bean bag chair. He went right to work at plowing her and Kenny pushed on my shoulder to get me started on blowing him. Bobby caught up to the nudity and started sharing my time with Kenny. A couple of minutes later I noticed Mandy standing next to me. I dropped Kenny’s cock from my mouth when she offered her hand to me. She led me to the kitchen counter and forced me to lay my chest tight to the top. I started to question her actions until Fran came up behind me and he still had a raging boner. She kissed the side of my face and told me to enjoy my new experience. I grabbed for her hand just as Fran grabbed my hips in one hand and held me flat against the counter with his other. As if to make me feel better, she held my hand, bent herself over the counter a few feet away, and asked which guy wanted to fuck her the most. I started squirming around when I felt Fran kicking my feet apart and he seemed mad when he had to physically replace me to the proper position.

I started begging him not to do this to me, but he told me he had been thinking about it all day. I felt him rubbing his spit into my ass, then placed the head of his cock to my hole. He tried for a solid minute to work his hardon into my ass, but I was just too tight for him. Mandy was already getting a good fucking from Kenny and saw the problem Fran was having getting into me. She reached over without missing a beat and grabbed my leg out from under me. She kept pulling on it until it was lying flat atop the counter and held it there for Fran. Her action left me horribly splayed for Fran and he renewed his effort to get into me.

Fran was pressing tremendously hard against my butt hole and I knew he was about to make it through my sphincter. He banged my head hard against the counter and when I focused on that, he pushed like hell until I felt like he tore me apart to get into me. I screamed out in pain and he held still for me to get use to it. Mandy coached him to go easy with me and gave him many hints on how to make it work better for me. I couldn’t close my mouth from the pain and when he insisted on pumping into me, I all but cried like a baby. Mandy clutched my hand even harder and I couldn’t pry my eyes off her.

I don’t know if she thought she was helping me or what, but she stood up and pushed her and Kenny back a foot from the counter. At the same time she knocked my leg off the counter. It had actually been easier to take Fran’s girth fully spread out, but as soon as my ass tightened around Fran’s cock he gave out a moan indicating how he loved the increased tightness. Mandy had him turn us to face her and told him to bring me closer. I was on my tiptoes trying to ease my impalement as he walked me right up to her. She held me in her arms and both Fran and Kenny started fucking us into each other. I leaned my head on her shoulder and did my best to wait for Fran to finish with me.

I began to notice that Mandy was bumping into me every time Fran pumped at me. She was trying to get me to fuck back against him. She bit down on my ear a little to keep my mind off of what he was doing. And then my most embarrassing moment yet occurred. I started quivering uncontrollably and Mandy pushed back to watch me. Everyone was looking at me trying to figure out what was going on, but even though I knew what was about to happen, I couldn’t begin to stop it. I lost it! I started whimpering like crazy and grabbed for Mandy to come closer. She knew something wild was going on with me, but stayed at arms length to watch it unfold. Fran was truly fucking me. I looked down wishing I could hide what I knew was going to happen and saw my prick was totally flaccid. I had gone through this when I was much younger, but this was the first time in many years and my first time as a man. I found myself slamming back against Fran twice, and then a flow of really thick cum drizzled from my cock. It wasn’t anything like ejaculation; it just ran in one long flow from me and made a white puddle at my feet.

Mandy was the most vocal, but everyone had seen it happen and started clamoring about it. I wanted to die over my embarrassment. It had to be the most effeminizing thing possible. Fran took it as a sign that I really liked getting fucked and slammed into me. I just tried to hang on till he finished himself, but I didn’t even have the heightened sexual aura to help me through it. I hung my head down and saw Mandy playing with the puddle I had made with her toes. She reached out to feel my cock and exclaimed to the others how I wasn’t even slightly hard. Fran couldn’t hold back much longer and I felt him lifting my body right off the floor when he stiffened with his release. I could feel a warming deep inside of me and the girth of his cock immediately became more tolerable.

Evidently, Bobby had grown very excited and impatient over what Fran was getting to do to me. The second Fran dropped me and pulled himself out of my ass, Bobby grabbed me to bend me back over the counter. He probably wouldn’t have had any trouble getting into me, but he decided to throw my leg back up to the counter to spread me just the same. I felt humiliated feeling Fran’s sperm running from what had to be a gaping hole in me.

The one thing I had to give Bobby was that he did get really hard for me. It was very easy for him to slide his hardon into me and he didn’t seem to go nearly as far. He then became a machine and started fucking me so fast and hard that I strained to grip the flat top of the counter with my fingertips for some measure of balance. Everyone saw how frantically he was fucking me and cheered him on. I think it was the words coming from Mandy’s mouth that hurt me the most. Both Fran and Mandy seemed to forget our friendship the second sex got involved. They were tormenting me just as much as Kenny and Bobby whenever they got excited.

I grew thoroughly embarrassed when Bobby was about to dump his cum in me because he reached around me to see if I was cumming again. I knew why Fran had made me do that, but he didn’t stand a chance of making me do it. It had a lot to do with the greater size of Fran’s instrument and just as much with his technique of taking me the way he had.

Mandy began trying to hold back her own screams now and I turned to see Kenny had pushed her top half over and she was holding herself up with her hands as he finished her off in sort of a doggie style. I knew she enjoyed the manipulation and looked like a grinning dog to me.

With all the guys spent for the moment, I was told to clean the boys’ cocks off. A pack was made that I was never to suck a guy after he had been in an ass until he was washed. I was all for that. I knew that was one of the easiest ways to catch something.

That was the first time that all the guys got to fuck my ass. I was sore as hell, and I knew I would have to cry about it to Mandy when we were alone. Strangely enough though, it was seeing her leave with these three men that bothered me more than anything else that happened to me that night. It was bad enough to watch her getting fucked over and over by other men, and myself getting used as a sex toy for their benefit in front of her, but seeing her go off for that ride home tore my heart up. I knew that after everything that had gone on already that nothing would probably happen on the ride to her house, but I imagined every little thing possible.

It took about ten minutes after they left for me to have my own needs creep up on me. I went to my bed and laid down on it. I wondered if this club was ever going to worry about when I got off or if I would forever be relegated to jerking off after I was free of them. In some ways it was better this way anyways. I liked to fantasize when I get off and it would be a whole lot harder if they were there to watch.

I went to work on my now hard prick and began pulling myself off. I remembered how Kenny had pointed out how often I would have a major boner when I was sucking one of them off. I knew another embarrassing time I would find myself hard was when I would watch Mandy getting fucked and she had that special look of enjoyment in her eyes. I started to think about how often I was hard these days. But it was the peculiar times that I was soft that really got me thinking. Whenever I was really letting myself go and when I was enthralled in what was happening to me was when it seemed impossible to get hard. I knew it was when I was ready to cum that my drooling cock act would creep into the picture. Instead of out rightly ejaculating, it seemed like the muscles that it took to achieve that action relaxed instead of tensing up. The four of five times that that had happened to me always happened when a guy had been fucking me. It hadn’t happened in nearly eight years and this is the first time it happened since I began calling myself a man. Even now as I felt myself getting off, relaxing my organ enough was an absolute impossibility. It had to have something to do with handing myself over to the guy assaulting me at the time.

The next few days I tried avoiding everyone including Mandy. I couldn’t bring myself to look at anyone in the face anymore. It seemed like everyone knew what was happening to me when in fact everyone in the club was doing a good job of keeping my cover. Except that one night at the pond. When I ran into my older brother I wanted to run the other way, but I had a greater need to know if he had been the one at the pond that night. I really freaked when he mentioned how he knew I had been partying there that night. I asked him how he knew that and he claimed that he had been looking for me and had run into Bobby. I knew he didn’t hang out with his sort and I was shaking wondering if he was going to make me talk about what had happened. Perhaps worse, I wondered if he was going to use it against me and demand another blowjob from me. That kind of thing was what had caused this whole sex club thing to get started in the first place.

Mandy finally caught up to me at my apartment before school one day. She was pissed that I was avoiding her, but when she saw how down I was she actually tried to comfort me. But all her efforts didn’t do much to change my mind about things. I tried to make her understand just how emasculating it had been to get my ass raped by three guys. It was her turn to not be able to look at me and asked about when Fran had made me cum. She apparently had done a good deal of thinking about how I wasn’t ever getting off during our sessions, and then to see how it had happened when Fran fucked me was making her wonder what was going on with me. I told her I couldn’t explain it to her because it was so embarrassing.

Nothing was said for quite a while. Then out of the blue she told me, “I just assumed that you were jerking off after our play times together. I know how much you like to do that. And don’t worry, I never told the boys about it. You are taking time out to enjoy yourself aren’t you?”

I hesitated answering her. I knew I had to give her something though. “Sometimes, but not after that happened.”

“I thought guys had to be hard to get off. I still can’t believe he made you do that. It just leaked out of you like you were a faucet. Has it ever happened before?”

I still refused to talk about that at all, so she changed the subject slightly.

“Fran told me how he had been over here Saturday morning and how he had made you think he was going to fuck you. He thought you really wanted to try it, so when he asked me if it would be okay… I said yes. I didn’t know it would bother you that much.”