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"writing": "Niel returned to the bedroom he’d arrived in to find it crowded. As far as he could tell, only the bed and the foot of it were clear space. People sat and stood, talked and groped. Even Nadia, seated in the loveseat by her husband, kept Eric erect with a finger running up and down his cock’s underside, while holding the small bundle that was Milton in her other arm.\n\nTeasing was the order of the day, it seemed. A headcount told Niel it was in preparation for Thomas’s return with the last guys needed. A whiteboard leaned against the wall on the dresser with the names of everyone in the room and numbers next to them. Odds on who would be first. First to cum from teasing only? First to lose it and start fucking? The board didn’t say, and Limbani being the favorite didn’t help clue Niel in. Although the monkey seemed happy enough to sit there, with a cock in each hand and nuzzling a dripping one while he was nibbled on and someone ran a finger along the crown of his cock.\n\nNiel was still considering who to tease when a breeze made him realized a group of people stood before the bed. No fanfare, not thunder, to announce the arrival of Thomas along with the San Francisco group. Only the quiet displacement of air.\n\nHolding onto Thomas were three rats, Kuno, and a tiger with pale fur and golden stripes. The older of the rats let go and stepped to Nadia and Eric, who were standing.\n\n“Trevor,” Nadia greeted him, opening her arm for him to hug her, “It’s good to see you again.”\n\n“Nadia,” Trevor responded as he wrapped his arms around her, careful of her bundle. He let her go and turned to Eric, pulling him into a passionate kiss while stroking the glistening cock.\n\n“Will everyone stop gawking at my dad making out with Trevor?” Thomas demanded. “I’m the one he basically drained himself getting them here. And I need to get fucked.”\n\nThe monkey impacted the rat, and they fell on the bed.\n\nNiel couldn’t pay attention to them anymore than to notice the motion of Limbani thrusting into Thomas’s ass. He was transfixed by the amused expression on Nadia as she watched another man playing with her husband’s cock. Roland had told him stories of the agreement between his parents, but he hadn’t known they had progressed beyond Roland’s uncles having dibs should Eric decide to give guys a try to … well, that.\n\nEric grunted, then came over Trevor’s hand and arm. Before the rat could do more than raise his hand halfway to his mouth, Nadia caught it and licked the cum off it herself.\n\n“That’ll do as a welcome,” she said. “For now.” He smiled at Niel, and the raccoon hurried to look away.\n\n“Niel, right?” the golden tiger asked, offering his hand. Unlike every guy in the room, including Niel, he was dressed.\n\nHe shook it. “And you’re Paul.” Other than a few Thanksgivings, they hadn’t interacted much. Being the respective best friend of siblings who progressively avoided each other because of how badly they denied wanting to bone each other, not to say the couple years of age difference, had resulted in them only crossing paths occasionally.\n\n“How are you doing? I hear that, unlike a certain rat we know, you didn’t run off.”\n\nNiel chuckled and gave him the rundown of what he’d gone through. \n\nAbout the time he was done, Thomas pulled himself out of the pile of guys on the bed. “Let me do the introductions,” the rat said. “You can get back to fucking me after.” He pulled one of the rats along with him toward Niel. “Niel, Madoc. Madoc, my brother’s best friend, Niel.”\n\nNiel stared at the muscular rat in surprise, although he wasn’t sure that word did him justice. Roland had told him stories about how Madoc’s power made others into powerhouses. But now, he looked like he’d found a way to turn his power on himself. He looked like he’d been chiseled out of marble.\n\nNiel squeaked in surprise as Madoc grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him. The ass grope didn’t come; instead, he found himself facing the rat again. “How much do you lift?” Madoc asked.\n\n“No.” Roland was suddenly next to them. “You are not spending the little time left going over what his training plan will be.” He pulled the rat toward the bed. “I need my booster shot, because it’s going to be months before I let you give me another one.”\n\n“He’s going to be impossible once he starts topping,” Thomas said with a chuckle and shake of the head.\n\n“Give him a week,” Gilbert said dismissively, “and he’ll be asking to be fucked again.”\n\n“Thomas.” Nadia hugged her middle child. “It’s good to have you home again.”\n\n“It’s great to be back, Mom. And no more running off to who knows where for a while. The next two weeks are for Roland and my family.”\n\n“But what about your family?” she asked. “When are you giving me a grandson?”\n\n“Mom,” Thomas whined, then was pulled into a kiss by his father. He stiffened, then melted into it, kissing him back. Hands stayed on the backs, although Niel noticed Eric’s move down before coming back up.\n\n“I’m sorry for freezing,” Thomas said when they broke the kiss. “It’s still—”\n\n“I understand, son.” Eric’s smile was tinged with sadness.\n\n“Alright, everyone,” Nadia called. “As a reminder. Those of us who will not take part in the ceremony, there is food and refreshment in the dining room.” She looked at Niel. “Can you still eat?”\n\nHe winced at the memory of how his last solid meals had gone down.\n\n“He should stick to liquids for the moment,” Olavo said. “His body needs to get used to handling food it can’t process.”\n\n“Does that mean I’ll be able to eat and not…” his ears burned. “You know?”\n\n“Yes,” the capybara said. “That isn’t something you need to worry about forever.”\n\nThe sigh of relief took Niel by surprise. He hadn’t realized how much of a loss the idea of never tasting food again had been until now.\n\n“Good, with that settled.” Nadia motioned to the door. “We should assemble there and leave my son to finish regaining his strength so he can perform the duties put on him and make Roland a man.”\n\n“Mom, I am a man,” the rat under the pile replied. “I’m eighteen.”\n\n“Within the Society,’ she replied in a haughty tone. “You only become a man once you have gone through your Ceremony of Dominance, young man. You are the one who insisted on being picky. Plenty of men here could have—”\n\n“Fine,” Roland whined. “I’ll be a man in a few hours, then.”\n\n“You think it’s going to take that long?” Limbani asked, stunned.\n\n“Oh, I’m going to make it take that long,” the rat replied. “I have been waiting for this way too long. I’m going to milk this for all it’s worth.”\n\n“Did we all think we’d have a choice about how it’d go?” Kuno asked, “or is it just a Twin Cities thing?”\n\n“Don’t look at me,” Thomas replied. “Didn’t think. I got primed, and I just went and did it.”\n\n* * * * *\n\nThe large dining room was packed with guys. A lot of red pandas near Niel’s age as well as older ones. One of them would be Yahui and Yating’s father, since this house was on their property.\n\nNiel had met the twins in Minneapolis, but they hadn’t interacted much. Only Yating was in the memories the bat had given him, and there was never mention of a twin brother, or just a brother, in those. While he had remembered them all clearly immediately after his memories were restored, and had sorted out which were real and which were fake, or decided which to consider real or fake, in the ensuing years they’d faded away back to something that felt like old memories.\n\nA deer and a mongoose, greeted him as he walked through the room, his toes sinking in the surprisingly plush carpet. A feline Niel couldn’t identify beyond that waved at him before another greeted Niel, they all knew of him, as Roland’s out of country best friend, just like Niel knew them as Roland local friends, from the talks the two of them had had since the rat had moved here. The adults would be friends of the Hertz as a family.\n\nBefore he could worry about feeling isolated, a red panda pulled into a conversation with a giraffe. The two of them spoke English with slight accents. Hearing the amount of lyrical Chinese spoken around him, he wished he’d taken that instead of German, as his elective in school. At least then, he’d have gotten to practice it. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d spoken German outside of a classroom.\n\nNiel was surprised by how not one of them moved the conversation he engaged in to sex, either talking about it, or inviting him to take part in it. In fact, nothing sexual was taking place in the room between the men. His interaction with Sigma Theta Gamma, as well as Olavo’s male relatives, had left him with the sense Society men needed to exert their will on their cocks so they wouldn’t shove it into any available orifice. Limbani was the worst, but only by a degree.\n\nNeil mentioned the lack of sex to the group of Roland’s friend he’d talked with for the last twenty minutes and they laughed, assuring him that if not for how special today was, the raccoon would have been bent over a chair within minutes of arriving. Today was Roland’s ceremony, so they were keeping themselves for him.\n\nAfter that, they promised, Niel would be fair game.\n\nNiel chuckled. So the frat hadn’t led him wrong in how he thought about Society men. And he was glad for it.\n\nPaul was pulled into a conversation and bombarded with questions, making Niel realized that they knew as little about the golden tiger as they knew about Niel. Paul answered the questions in good humor.\n\nHe’d known Thomas since they were kids. Grew up a few houses apart, went to school together and hung out on a nearly daily basis until Thomas got his power. The rat left university, and the country. Paul took a scholarship and continued his studies at the University of San Francisco.\n\n“I knew about Thomas picking up Madoc and Trevor, but even if I hadn’t. I’d have figured out something to be here and offer Thomas all the support he’ll need on Roland’s big day.”\n\n“Support,” a panda said, his snicker making his accent stronger. “That is what America calls being there for Roland to fuck when he comes and takes all of us?”\n\nPaul only gave a coy smile behind his glass.\n\n“He’s here for Thomas, not Roland,” Niel explained.\n\n“We are here for Roland,” the panda, Liuxian, said. “The ceremony will fill him with His,” he paused to search for a word, “strength. We are all his to dominate.” The panda looked Niel and Paul over in appreciation. “Only after, do we enjoy one another, often.”\n\n“It’s okay,” Paul told Niel as he was about to explain that Paul didn’t have to have sex with the guys here. “I was there for the previous two ceremonies. I know how he’ll be.” He looked at the panda. “But you need to alter your expectations when it comes to me. I don’t have sex with strangers, which we are.”\n\n“But you are a man,” a fox said. Niel had been told the name, but it was lost in the sea of them. “And you are friend of Roland. I am friend of Roland, so we have sex among friends.”\n\n“And you have sex with enemies, too,” Paul grumbled in his drink, and Niel fought not to smile. \n\nHe wished he had a drink to hide behind, but the cup of broth Nadia had offered him was still making its way through him, and he didn’t want to take anything else until he knew how his body would handle it.\n\n“We,” Paul motioned between him and the fox, “are not friends. I’m friends with Thomas and Roland. With Olavo, Trevor, Madox, Gilbert, Laurence, Kuno, Felix, Firmin, Yating, Yahui, Chima, Hubert, Jacques.” He sighed. “And even Limbani. But that doesn’t mean I am friends with any of you. I’d appreciate it if you kept from making advances. Having to tell you no over and over will ruin the mood.”\n\n“You say no,” a deer said, taking off his pants, “because you do not see what I carry.”\n\nLike many of the late arrivals, the deer had been dressed when he joined them. Nudity was casual here, not enforced, and clothing fell to the floor only as required. Like now, Niel thought as he took in the thick cock.\n\nPaul shrugged, looking at what the deer was showing. “I still say no, because I don’t know you.”\n\n“Then, I introduce me to you.” He stroked his cock erect and stepped toward Paul. The tiger stepped back, annoyed, and Niel interposed himself.\n\n“That’s enough. He told you he isn’t interested, so leave him alone.”\n\n“Do I interest you?” the deer asked Niel. Fully hard, his cock had doubled in length, going from nice to impressive.\n\n“Definitely, but that doesn’t mean you get to push yourself onto someone who isn’t, even if he’s a Friend of the Society.”\n\nPaul sighed. “I appreciate the intervention, Niel, but it isn’t going to work. I lost track of how often I’ve had to explain to them that it isn’t because we are both guys that we’ll just drop tro and fuck. Even the ones who respect my decision still think it’s weird.” He stepped around Niel and looked at the deer. “This isn’t about you. It’s about me. I need to know you. Know more than what your cock looks like, more than your body. If you aren’t going to give me to time to get to know who you are, as a person, not someone attached to a cock, then we will not end up in bed. That’s how I am. You can’t change me, and having you insist that you are different from all the other men before you who have tried to convince me of the same simply gets tiresome.”\n\nThe deer opened his mouth, but one of the pandas snapped something in Chinese.\n\nNiel faced Paul, keeping his burning ear from folding back through pure will. “I’m sorry.”\n\n“What for?” The tiger asked, puzzled.\n\nHe lost the battle of will and his ears plastered against his skull. “I sort of thought like them. I mean, I figured you were just picky, which is fine, but I did think that, you know, if we ended up at a party together now that our respective best friends aren’t avoiding each other, we’d end up in bed too.”\n\nPaul chuckled. “At least you didn’t just act on it.” He shook his head and nodded to the deer. “You have no idea how many guys are like Xinya. If I see what they’re packing, I’ll suddenly realize the error of my ways and that nothing matters in sex beyond that the cock will fit in the hole, and with some of them not even that. It got so bad at the Gym Madoc works out that he had to threaten to stop fucking them before they’d leave me alone when I drop by for a visit.”\n\nThe door hitting the wall from being shouldered open by the panda running in kept Niel from asking follow-up questions.\n\n“Incoming!” was all he got out before a muscular rat pile drove him from behind.\n\nRoland’s expression looked nearly demented as he pounded into the panda’s ass. It only became more disconcerting as a maniacal grin formed as he looked around and noticed the men in the room.\n\nNiel had seen pictures of quads who’d had rabies. Other than not foaming at the mouth, Roland could have caught that.\n\nA cheer went up as Roland raised his head and howled his orgasm.\n\nNiel looked at the other and realized he was the only one surprised by what was happening.\n\n“An orgy,” Niel muttered. “I was told this was going to be an orgy, and this is not what—”\n\nThe demented look locked on the raccoon, and he froze, only noting Roland’s cock looked a lot bigger than it had only a few hours ago. He reflexively stepped back as the rat stalked in his direction. He fought the instinct to turn and run as he could. Not only was this his best friend, but he’d just been witness to what happened when someone ran. The panda might be grinning, but that had looked rather violent.\n\n“Slow down Roland,” Niel tried. “There’s plenty of other guys here. How about you work off that, whatever it is off on them, and then come find me?”\n\nAt least no one was shoving him at the beast so they could save themselves. No, they were far too amused by what was happening. He was so having a word with Kuno once this was over. He’d been the one who had given him the rundown of what took place after the ceremony, and they were going to discuss leaving out vital elements, like dealing with a sex crazed madman.\n\nThe back of his leg caught on something, and Niel looked down to see the border of the coffee table, then up as he sidestepped it.\n\nHe didn’t think he’d looked away from the rat for more than a second, but when he looked back, they were muzzle to muzzle. Then the collision happened, and the massive rat was on top of him.\n\nNiel should be used to this. Not only had he been at the receiving end of a Roland tackle as part of football training, but the bat had given him plenty of memories of it happening with the two of them just as naked as they were now, but with their positions reversed.\n\nThis time, Roland had all the power, eyes locked on Niel’s. He saw his best friend’s eyes there, but also not. There was something else there, something he couldn’t name, or find words to express how it made him feel.\n\nRoland mouthed a silent, “Mine.” Then had Niel’s legs over his shoulder. The smile, as Roland’s cock entered him, lost some feralness to become more… welcoming? Then Niel’s eyes rolled back as the cock stretched his ass and pleasure filled him. It didn’t feel as violent as the fuck the panda had received, but it was definitely forceful.\n\nNiel moaned as the cock hit his prostate over and over. He could feel his orgasm building just from the cock pounding his ass. He’d never thought he’d have one just from—\n\nRoland roared, his cock pulsed in Niel ass, then it was out of it, leaving him dazed, and sending cum flying as stalked someone else.\n\nNiel wanted to call him back; he wanted more of it. Fuck, he’d never been fucked this hard before, and he didn’t want it to be a one-time thing. Once the daze passed, he carefully got to his feet. Roland was fucking the deer who’d thought a lot of his cock, a fox had cum dripping out of his ass.\n\nThe rest of the ceremony retinue entered with Thomas in the lead. He looked proud, although his gait as he walked was odd. Considering Roland’s promise to those who’d be performing his ceremony with him, and how Niel felt after that far too short pounding, he could imaging why they all walked like that.\n\nPaul pulled Thomas aside, and they made out against the wall, the tiger quickly shedding the clothing he’d kept on until now. Right. Everyone was here for Roland, and only once Roland had claimed them were they fair game.\n\nNiel locked eyes with the margay and decided that discussing the lack of important details could wait until he’d taken a proper revenge.\n\n“Niel,” Kuno warned, raising his hands in an attempt to placate the raccoon. “Come on now, I’m sure we can talk about this like mature adults.”\n\nNiel didn’t know if his grin looked as demented as Roland’s had, but it did have the effect he wanted on the margay.\n\n“Oh, fuck,” Kuno said, defeated.\n\nOh, most definitely, fuck.",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "Niel returned to the bedroom he’d arrived in to find it crowded. As far as he could tell, only the bed and the foot of it were clear space. People sat and stood, talked and groped. Even Nadia, seated in the loveseat by her husband, kept Eric erect with a finger running up and down his cock’s underside, while holding the small bundle that was Milton in her other arm.
Teasing was the order of the day, it seemed. A headcount told Niel it was in preparation for Thomas’s return with the last guys needed. A whiteboard leaned against the wall on the dresser with the names of everyone in the room and numbers next to them. Odds on who would be first. First to cum from teasing only? First to lose it and start fucking? The board didn’t say, and Limbani being the favorite didn’t help clue Niel in. Although the monkey seemed happy enough to sit there, with a cock in each hand and nuzzling a dripping one while he was nibbled on and someone ran a finger along the crown of his cock.
Niel was still considering who to tease when a breeze made him realized a group of people stood before the bed. No fanfare, not thunder, to announce the arrival of Thomas along with the San Francisco group. Only the quiet displacement of air.
Holding onto Thomas were three rats, Kuno, and a tiger with pale fur and golden stripes. The older of the rats let go and stepped to Nadia and Eric, who were standing.
“Trevor,” Nadia greeted him, opening her arm for him to hug her, “It’s good to see you again.”
“Nadia,” Trevor responded as he wrapped his arms around her, careful of her bundle. He let her go and turned to Eric, pulling him into a passionate kiss while stroking the glistening cock.
“Will everyone stop gawking at my dad making out with Trevor?” Thomas demanded. “I’m the one he basically drained himself getting them here. And I need to get fucked.”
The monkey impacted the rat, and they fell on the bed.
Niel couldn’t pay attention to them anymore than to notice the motion of Limbani thrusting into Thomas’s ass. He was transfixed by the amused expression on Nadia as she watched another man playing with her husband’s cock. Roland had told him stories of the agreement between his parents, but he hadn’t known they had progressed beyond Roland’s uncles having dibs should Eric decide to give guys a try to … well, that.
Eric grunted, then came over Trevor’s hand and arm. Before the rat could do more than raise his hand halfway to his mouth, Nadia caught it and licked the cum off it herself.
“That’ll do as a welcome,” she said. “For now.” He smiled at Niel, and the raccoon hurried to look away.
“Niel, right?” the golden tiger asked, offering his hand. Unlike every guy in the room, including Niel, he was dressed.
He shook it. “And you’re Paul.” Other than a few Thanksgivings, they hadn’t interacted much. Being the respective best friend of siblings who progressively avoided each other because of how badly they denied wanting to bone each other, not to say the couple years of age difference, had resulted in them only crossing paths occasionally.
“How are you doing? I hear that, unlike a certain rat we know, you didn’t run off.”
Niel chuckled and gave him the rundown of what he’d gone through.
About the time he was done, Thomas pulled himself out of the pile of guys on the bed. “Let me do the introductions,” the rat said. “You can get back to fucking me after.” He pulled one of the rats along with him toward Niel. “Niel, Madoc. Madoc, my brother’s best friend, Niel.”
Niel stared at the muscular rat in surprise, although he wasn’t sure that word did him justice. Roland had told him stories about how Madoc’s power made others into powerhouses. But now, he looked like he’d found a way to turn his power on himself. He looked like he’d been chiseled out of marble.
Niel squeaked in surprise as Madoc grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him. The ass grope didn’t come; instead, he found himself facing the rat again. “How much do you lift?” Madoc asked.
“No.” Roland was suddenly next to them. “You are not spending the little time left going over what his training plan will be.” He pulled the rat toward the bed. “I need my booster shot, because it’s going to be months before I let you give me another one.”
“He’s going to be impossible once he starts topping,” Thomas said with a chuckle and shake of the head.
“Give him a week,” Gilbert said dismissively, “and he’ll be asking to be fucked again.”
“Thomas.” Nadia hugged her middle child. “It’s good to have you home again.”
“It’s great to be back, Mom. And no more running off to who knows where for a while. The next two weeks are for Roland and my family.”
“But what about your family?” she asked. “When are you giving me a grandson?”
“Mom,” Thomas whined, then was pulled into a kiss by his father. He stiffened, then melted into it, kissing him back. Hands stayed on the backs, although Niel noticed Eric’s move down before coming back up.
“I’m sorry for freezing,” Thomas said when they broke the kiss. “It’s still—”
“I understand, son.” Eric’s smile was tinged with sadness.
“Alright, everyone,” Nadia called. “As a reminder. Those of us who will not take part in the ceremony, there is food and refreshment in the dining room.” She looked at Niel. “Can you still eat?”
He winced at the memory of how his last solid meals had gone down.
“He should stick to liquids for the moment,” Olavo said. “His body needs to get used to handling food it can’t process.”
“Does that mean I’ll be able to eat and not…” his ears burned. “You know?”
“Yes,” the capybara said. “That isn’t something you need to worry about forever.”
The sigh of relief took Niel by surprise. He hadn’t realized how much of a loss the idea of never tasting food again had been until now.
“Good, with that settled.” Nadia motioned to the door. “We should assemble there and leave my son to finish regaining his strength so he can perform the duties put on him and make Roland a man.”
“Mom, I am a man,” the rat under the pile replied. “I’m eighteen.”
“Within the Society,’ she replied in a haughty tone. “You only become a man once you have gone through your Ceremony of Dominance, young man. You are the one who insisted on being picky. Plenty of men here could have—”
“Fine,” Roland whined. “I’ll be a man in a few hours, then.”
“You think it’s going to take that long?” Limbani asked, stunned.
“Oh, I’m going to make it take that long,” the rat replied. “I have been waiting for this way too long. I’m going to milk this for all it’s worth.”
“Did we all think we’d have a choice about how it’d go?” Kuno asked, “or is it just a Twin Cities thing?”
“Don’t look at me,” Thomas replied. “Didn’t think. I got primed, and I just went and did it.”
* * * * *
The large dining room was packed with guys. A lot of red pandas near Niel’s age as well as older ones. One of them would be Yahui and Yating’s father, since this house was on their property.
Niel had met the twins in Minneapolis, but they hadn’t interacted much. Only Yating was in the memories the bat had given him, and there was never mention of a twin brother, or just a brother, in those. While he had remembered them all clearly immediately after his memories were restored, and had sorted out which were real and which were fake, or decided which to consider real or fake, in the ensuing years they’d faded away back to something that felt like old memories.
A deer and a mongoose, greeted him as he walked through the room, his toes sinking in the surprisingly plush carpet. A feline Niel couldn’t identify beyond that waved at him before another greeted Niel, they all knew of him, as Roland’s out of country best friend, just like Niel knew them as Roland local friends, from the talks the two of them had had since the rat had moved here. The adults would be friends of the Hertz as a family.
Before he could worry about feeling isolated, a red panda pulled into a conversation with a giraffe. The two of them spoke English with slight accents. Hearing the amount of lyrical Chinese spoken around him, he wished he’d taken that instead of German, as his elective in school. At least then, he’d have gotten to practice it. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d spoken German outside of a classroom.
Niel was surprised by how not one of them moved the conversation he engaged in to sex, either talking about it, or inviting him to take part in it. In fact, nothing sexual was taking place in the room between the men. His interaction with Sigma Theta Gamma, as well as Olavo’s male relatives, had left him with the sense Society men needed to exert their will on their cocks so they wouldn’t shove it into any available orifice. Limbani was the worst, but only by a degree.
Neil mentioned the lack of sex to the group of Roland’s friend he’d talked with for the last twenty minutes and they laughed, assuring him that if not for how special today was, the raccoon would have been bent over a chair within minutes of arriving. Today was Roland’s ceremony, so they were keeping themselves for him.
After that, they promised, Niel would be fair game.
Niel chuckled. So the frat hadn’t led him wrong in how he thought about Society men. And he was glad for it.
Paul was pulled into a conversation and bombarded with questions, making Niel realized that they knew as little about the golden tiger as they knew about Niel. Paul answered the questions in good humor.
He’d known Thomas since they were kids. Grew up a few houses apart, went to school together and hung out on a nearly daily basis until Thomas got his power. The rat left university, and the country. Paul took a scholarship and continued his studies at the University of San Francisco.
“I knew about Thomas picking up Madoc and Trevor, but even if I hadn’t. I’d have figured out something to be here and offer Thomas all the support he’ll need on Roland’s big day.”
“Support,” a panda said, his snicker making his accent stronger. “That is what America calls being there for Roland to fuck when he comes and takes all of us?”
Paul only gave a coy smile behind his glass.
“He’s here for Thomas, not Roland,” Niel explained.
“We are here for Roland,” the panda, Liuxian, said. “The ceremony will fill him with His,” he paused to search for a word, “strength. We are all his to dominate.” The panda looked Niel and Paul over in appreciation. “Only after, do we enjoy one another, often.”
“It’s okay,” Paul told Niel as he was about to explain that Paul didn’t have to have sex with the guys here. “I was there for the previous two ceremonies. I know how he’ll be.” He looked at the panda. “But you need to alter your expectations when it comes to me. I don’t have sex with strangers, which we are.”
“But you are a man,” a fox said. Niel had been told the name, but it was lost in the sea of them. “And you are friend of Roland. I am friend of Roland, so we have sex among friends.”
“And you have sex with enemies, too,” Paul grumbled in his drink, and Niel fought not to smile.
He wished he had a drink to hide behind, but the cup of broth Nadia had offered him was still making its way through him, and he didn’t want to take anything else until he knew how his body would handle it.
“We,” Paul motioned between him and the fox, “are not friends. I’m friends with Thomas and Roland. With Olavo, Trevor, Madox, Gilbert, Laurence, Kuno, Felix, Firmin, Yating, Yahui, Chima, Hubert, Jacques.” He sighed. “And even Limbani. But that doesn’t mean I am friends with any of you. I’d appreciate it if you kept from making advances. Having to tell you no over and over will ruin the mood.”
“You say no,” a deer said, taking off his pants, “because you do not see what I carry.”
Like many of the late arrivals, the deer had been dressed when he joined them. Nudity was casual here, not enforced, and clothing fell to the floor only as required. Like now, Niel thought as he took in the thick cock.
Paul shrugged, looking at what the deer was showing. “I still say no, because I don’t know you.”
“Then, I introduce me to you.” He stroked his cock erect and stepped toward Paul. The tiger stepped back, annoyed, and Niel interposed himself.
“That’s enough. He told you he isn’t interested, so leave him alone.”
“Do I interest you?” the deer asked Niel. Fully hard, his cock had doubled in length, going from nice to impressive.
“Definitely, but that doesn’t mean you get to push yourself onto someone who isn’t, even if he’s a Friend of the Society.”
Paul sighed. “I appreciate the intervention, Niel, but it isn’t going to work. I lost track of how often I’ve had to explain to them that it isn’t because we are both guys that we’ll just drop tro and fuck. Even the ones who respect my decision still think it’s weird.” He stepped around Niel and looked at the deer. “This isn’t about you. It’s about me. I need to know you. Know more than what your cock looks like, more than your body. If you aren’t going to give me to time to get to know who you are, as a person, not someone attached to a cock, then we will not end up in bed. That’s how I am. You can’t change me, and having you insist that you are different from all the other men before you who have tried to convince me of the same simply gets tiresome.”
The deer opened his mouth, but one of the pandas snapped something in Chinese.
Niel faced Paul, keeping his burning ear from folding back through pure will. “I’m sorry.”
“What for?” The tiger asked, puzzled.
He lost the battle of will and his ears plastered against his skull. “I sort of thought like them. I mean, I figured you were just picky, which is fine, but I did think that, you know, if we ended up at a party together now that our respective best friends aren’t avoiding each other, we’d end up in bed too.”
Paul chuckled. “At least you didn’t just act on it.” He shook his head and nodded to the deer. “You have no idea how many guys are like Xinya. If I see what they’re packing, I’ll suddenly realize the error of my ways and that nothing matters in sex beyond that the cock will fit in the hole, and with some of them not even that. It got so bad at the Gym Madoc works out that he had to threaten to stop fucking them before they’d leave me alone when I drop by for a visit.”
The door hitting the wall from being shouldered open by the panda running in kept Niel from asking follow-up questions.
“Incoming!” was all he got out before a muscular rat pile drove him from behind.
Roland’s expression looked nearly demented as he pounded into the panda’s ass. It only became more disconcerting as a maniacal grin formed as he looked around and noticed the men in the room.
Niel had seen pictures of quads who’d had rabies. Other than not foaming at the mouth, Roland could have caught that.
A cheer went up as Roland raised his head and howled his orgasm.
Niel looked at the other and realized he was the only one surprised by what was happening.
“An orgy,” Niel muttered. “I was told this was going to be an orgy, and this is not what—”
The demented look locked on the raccoon, and he froze, only noting Roland’s cock looked a lot bigger than it had only a few hours ago. He reflexively stepped back as the rat stalked in his direction. He fought the instinct to turn and run as he could. Not only was this his best friend, but he’d just been witness to what happened when someone ran. The panda might be grinning, but that had looked rather violent.
“Slow down Roland,” Niel tried. “There’s plenty of other guys here. How about you work off that, whatever it is off on them, and then come find me?”
At least no one was shoving him at the beast so they could save themselves. No, they were far too amused by what was happening. He was so having a word with Kuno once this was over. He’d been the one who had given him the rundown of what took place after the ceremony, and they were going to discuss leaving out vital elements, like dealing with a sex crazed madman.
The back of his leg caught on something, and Niel looked down to see the border of the coffee table, then up as he sidestepped it.
He didn’t think he’d looked away from the rat for more than a second, but when he looked back, they were muzzle to muzzle. Then the collision happened, and the massive rat was on top of him.
Niel should be used to this. Not only had he been at the receiving end of a Roland tackle as part of football training, but the bat had given him plenty of memories of it happening with the two of them just as naked as they were now, but with their positions reversed.
This time, Roland had all the power, eyes locked on Niel’s. He saw his best friend’s eyes there, but also not. There was something else there, something he couldn’t name, or find words to express how it made him feel.
Roland mouthed a silent, “Mine.” Then had Niel’s legs over his shoulder. The smile, as Roland’s cock entered him, lost some feralness to become more… welcoming? Then Niel’s eyes rolled back as the cock stretched his ass and pleasure filled him. It didn’t feel as violent as the fuck the panda had received, but it was definitely forceful.
Niel moaned as the cock hit his prostate over and over. He could feel his orgasm building just from the cock pounding his ass. He’d never thought he’d have one just from—
Roland roared, his cock pulsed in Niel ass, then it was out of it, leaving him dazed, and sending cum flying as stalked someone else.
Niel wanted to call him back; he wanted more of it. Fuck, he’d never been fucked this hard before, and he didn’t want it to be a one-time thing. Once the daze passed, he carefully got to his feet. Roland was fucking the deer who’d thought a lot of his cock, a fox had cum dripping out of his ass.
The rest of the ceremony retinue entered with Thomas in the lead. He looked proud, although his gait as he walked was odd. Considering Roland’s promise to those who’d be performing his ceremony with him, and how Niel felt after that far too short pounding, he could imaging why they all walked like that.
Paul pulled Thomas aside, and they made out against the wall, the tiger quickly shedding the clothing he’d kept on until now. Right. Everyone was here for Roland, and only once Roland had claimed them were they fair game.
Niel locked eyes with the margay and decided that discussing the lack of important details could wait until he’d taken a proper revenge.
“Niel,” Kuno warned, raising his hands in an attempt to placate the raccoon. “Come on now, I’m sure we can talk about this like mature adults.”
Niel didn’t know if his grin looked as demented as Roland’s had, but it did have the effect he wanted on the margay.
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