24 comments/ 269596 views/ 66 favorites Ravaged in Broad Daylight! At 18! Ch. 02 By: fur4fur Mark was dazed when he got home. He'd just been essentially raped in broad daylight by an older man, and with a witness to boot! This sure was a surreal introduction to sex. Mark pulled off his jogging clothes, and removed the torn shorts that were the cause of his being ravaged. Well, it's your own fault for wearing obscene shorts! He threw them in the garbage can. After taking a long shower, Mark had dinner with his parents – God, what would they think if they knew that a man's cock had been shoved inside me a few hours earlier? – and then went to bed. He woke with a raging hard-on, and was startled that he couldn't take his mind off what the older man had said the day before: "You know, a good friend of mine would love...putting lotion on you. He's really good at it. Can we meet you here tomorrow, same time?" Yea, right. Putting lotion on me! I think he'll want to put something in me! Mark had no intention of ever going back to the park, even though his dick sure seemed interested. Oddly, as Mark thought about the day before, he liked best the older man kissing him. As he lay there in bed, he started stroking his hard dick while thinking about being kissed by a man – a man! – and the wonderful sensation of a thick beard being mashed against his skin. Then Mark recalled how much he liked the idea of a man actually being inside him! Mark removed his hand from his raging hard-on. He had a better idea. Going out to the trash, Mark pulled out the obscene shorts, got a needle and thread, returned to the privacy of his bedroom, and stitched back the torn seam on the shorts. He then put them back on, pulled on his jogging suit, jumped on his bike, and returned to that place of infamy. Surely he's not going to return? And with a friend no less! No one was around, and Mark was surprised to feel disappointed. Oh well, he could at least get some sun. After a while, Mark was almost asleep when a shadow startled him. His heart jumped. "Hello." Mark opened his eyes. He was there. As was another man; this guy looked in his mid-thirties, and was very blond and German looking, tanned, and with a shadow of stubble across his face. His open shirt revealed a smooth, highly muscular chest. "This is my friend. I mentioned him." Mark couldn't breathe. He just nodded. He also noted that the blond was standing abut a foot from Mark's feet, and looking right up between his legs. Mark knew his shorts revealed everything – his whole dick would be fully exposed to this stranger. How long had he been standing there and staring at my dick? Glancing up toward the blond, Mark also noted that he had an odd smile, as if stunned by the sight before him. As Mark fully grasped the blond's view, he felt his cock getting hard. Shit! "I see what you mean," the blond said to the older man. They both smiled. And Mark was amazed to see erections bulging from both men's shorts. Neither, it was obvious, were wearing underwear. "You're still not wearing any suntan lotion," the older man said. "No, I, uh, forgot it again." "Well, that's OK, 'cause my friend has some." The blond opened a backpack beside him and pulled out a bottle of sunscreen. "Would you mind if we helped lotion you up?" he asked. Mark could only nod. The blond started on Mark's feet, while the older man worked the lotion into Mark's chest. It felt good. The blond slowly worked his way up Mark's beefy legs, but Mark couldn't help but notice that the blond was blatantly staring at his exposed dick. Mark tried to think other thoughts, but his dick just kept getting harder. The blond kept working his way up Mark's legs, and after a few moments Mark felt the blond's hand brush against the now-raging hard-on sticking out from the bottom of the very short shorts. A moment later, Mark's dick was "accidentally" bumped again. And again. "You know, I really should lotion up every inch of exposed skin. Don't you agree?" the blond asked. Mark's throat was seized tight; he simply nodded. The blond put some lotion into his hand, spread Mark's legs apart, and then started rubbing Mark's scrotum. Mark moaned. The blond then pushed the shorts up a bit, and Mark's dick sprang straight up into the air. Mark gasped. "Beautiful, just beautiful," the older man said. Mark was stunned that his hard dick was sticking up into the air while two men stared at it. And in a fuckin' public park! The older man took the suntan lotion from the blond, squirted some into his hand, and then wrapped his hand around the rock-hard shaft and started pulling on it. "Yea. We wanna' make sure that no skin gets burned." The blond kept massaging the exposed ball sack. "Ohhhhhh!" Mark blurted out. Mark looked down his chest. The older man had one hand rubbing Mark's soft, young chest fur, while his other hand was pulling at Mark's hard dick. Between his spread legs, a blond Adonis was groping his scrotum. Mark couldn't believe it: He had two men – men! – running their hands all over him. All over him. He was delirious from lust. He wanted more. He longed for more. "Do you mind putting some lotion on me?" the blond asked, as if in response to Mark's longing. Mark just nodded. The blond smiled. He then stood up, looked around, and then pulled his shorts down and off! His shirt covered his back and ass, so Mark knew that a passing driver wouldn't likely note anything amiss. But Mark sure had a stunning sight. The open shirt revealed a beautiful chest, and, lower, a thatch of dark blond pubic hair crowned a fully erect cock jutting toward the sun at a right angle. Mark gasped, amazed at the sight and this guy's nerve. The blond sat down, took Mark's hand, put some lotion on it, and wrapped it around the exposed dick. Mark gasped again. "Ohhhhh! Yes! Damn that feels good!" Mark agreed. While the blond's dick was smaller than the older man's, it was still bigger than Mark's dick. Mark was mesmerized at the sight of his hand – my hand! – stroking a stranger's cock! "Ohhhhhhhhh! Fuck! Just keep doing that." Mark did as instructed, and jerked the big dick up and down. He loved how hard the cock was; he loved watching the blond's face; and he loved giving him pleasure. Mark looked over to the older man. His shorts were quite baggy and Mark was stunned to see the man's huge dick sticking out from the fabric. He was fully erect. "Do ya' like what you see?" the man asked. Mark blushed. "No, go ahead and look at daddy's big dick." The man said as he moved closer to Mark's head. The erect cock was just a few inches from Mark's eyes. God, it's so huge! "Like it?" Mark just blushed again. The man then stood, looked around, and then pulled off his shorts. Again, from the road, one wouldn't see much, but Mark had a ringside seat as the man towered over him. Mark looked at the muscular, fur-covered legs just inches from him, and up between the man's legs, and at the sight of an incredible cock sticking straight out, and at an ass crack highlighted by a line of dark fur. The open shirt revealed a powerfully-built chest (Gee, but he's so old!), and at skin nearly masked by a dense coat of dark fur turning gray. Mark was riveted. He looked around. Surely someone could see all this? But the park was barren, and the few passing cars seemingly took no notice. The man then sat down, pulled Mark's head up, tucked a leg under, and placed Mark's head on the warm, beefy, furry thigh. Mark's face was just inches from the older man's dick and balls. The man then gently reached over and turned Mark's head. The big cock was now pointed towards Mark's mouth! Shit! "Want daddy's dick?" Mark still couldn't respond. The man inched his shaft toward Mark's mouth, and to Mark's utter amazement, his mouth parted! And the big dick slid inside! Fuck! Damn! "Ohhhhh, that feels real good! Ohhhhh. Come on, suck daddy's big dick. Come on, suck daddy good." Jesus! I've got a cock in my mouth! The man started fucking Mark's mouth with his huge shaft, and Mark struggled to take it all in. "Just relax your gag reflex. Come on, you can do it. Take all of daddy's cock inside that young, innocent mouth. Come on baby, relax. You're making daddy real happy." As the moments passed, Mark was indeed able to relax his gag reflex, and the huge shaft drove itself deeper and deeper into Mark's mouth. Simultaneously, Mark's hand jerked at the blond's dick... "Oh yea! YEA! Damn, that feels good." ...while the blond jerked Mark off. As the huge shaft rammed Mark's mouth, he felt the older man's pubic hair rub against his nose and lips. Geez! And he found this erotic; he sucked the cock in deeper. A moment later, he saw some movement from the corner of his eye. The jogger was back! And with a friend as well! Fuck!! The two were just standing like frozen statues watching this improbable sight: a young boy, naked but for a pair of obscenely cut-off shorts, with his whole dick hanging out, his shaft being jerked off by some blond stud, while the boy's hand jerked the blond, and with his mouth stuffed by another man's cock – and all in broad daylight. The jogger's friend had his mouth wide open. "See?" the jogger said. His friend nodded. Mark managed to look at the blond. Who was looking at the joggers, but seemingly unconcerned that his almost naked body was highlighted by the bright sun, and that his hard dick was being jerked in public. "Morning," he nonchalantly said to the joggers. Neither seemed able to respond. "Come over here," the blond commanded. The joggers looked at each other, and then made their way over. Their thin nylon shorts couldn't hide a pair of hard dicks. The two joggers were soon standing right over Mark, and staring open-mouthed at the sight below them. "Go to my backpack. And take out my camcorder." Mark tried to grasp the enormity of what had just been uttered. This ravaging was going to be immortalized? He tried to speak up, to protest or something, but the older man pulled his face tight toward his groin, and the huge dick rammed ever deeper into Mark's face. "Now go back to the seawall and film this." The joggers dumbly nodded, and departed. Each sat on the seawall, and each pulled out their erect cocks. "Nice," the blond called out, "Nice." As Mark jerked one dick, and had another dick stuffed inside his mouth, while his own dick was being jerked, he saw one jogger turn on the camcorder as the other took the two exposed dicks in his hand and started pulling. The blond then roughly pulled at Mark's shorts, and broke the thin stretch of denim. He then lifted Mark's knees into the air, exposing Mark's crack – and his young bud – to the world. "Film this glorious sight," he called out to the jogger, "and focus the zoom lens" The jogger complied, and Mark knew that while his dick and ass were being immortalized, he hoped that no one would recognize his face. With his legs in the air, and his crack wide open, the blond put lotion on a finger, and started rubbing Mark's young bud. Mark moaned. "So, you like this?" Mark could only moan again, as the older man plunged deeply into his mouth. The blond's finger slipped past the young bud, and Mark slurped madly on the big dick in his mouth. He could feel the finger being pushed deep inside him, in and out, while his dick was jerked by the blond – and all this was being filmed. Just the morning previous, he'd been a virgin. The older man started moaning. "I'm gunna come. OH FUCK! Daddy's gunna come! Come on boy, drink daddy's cum. Drink every bit!" Mark was appalled that this man was going to empty his load inside...his mouth! But Mark didn't know how to stop him. Then the blond started moaning. "Yes! Spray your load into the boy! YES! Oh fuck! I'm gunna cum! FUCK!" "Fuck, daddy's cumming! Daddy's spraying his load in this pretty face!" "YES! Fuck that pretty mouth! Fuck that mouth good! "Fuuuuuck!" "Fuuuuuck!" Mark felt the huge cock inside his mouth explode, while the big cock in his hand did likewise. "Fuuuuuck!" "Fuuuuuck!" To Mark's surprise, he liked drinking the older man's jism. It made him feel connected. The older man continued ramming Mark's mouth until his dick was empty. He slowly pulled out, bent down, and gave Mark a long, deep kiss. Mark could feel the man's tongue mixing with the jsim in his mouth. The man then broke away. "Boy, you've made daddy real happy." Mark smiled, and looked at the blond, who had jism all over his dick, legs, and pubic hair. "Boy, get over here and lick me clean." Mark wasn't at all sure about this, and he looked up at the older man. "You'll make daddy real happy watching you lick my handsome friend clean." Mark nodded, and shifted toward the blond's crotch. The blond roughly took Mark's head and moved it in closer. Slowly, Mark extended his tongue, and started licking the creamy fluid on the still hard cock. "Yea boy. Lick me clean. Lick me good." Mark then lapped his tongue through the dense blond pubic hair, and then across the beefy thighs. He was on all fours, and with his ass high in the air. He also knew that the shredded jeans had shifted towards his waist and revealed both cheeks to the world. "You're doing a good job boy. Daddy is real happy," the older man said while groping Mark's exposed asscheeks. The blond then called out to the joggers. "Come over here." Each stopped jerking their meat, and did as instructed. "You know, this young boy hasn't cum yet. Would you like to suck him off?" The first jogger replied: "Oh yea!" The blond then pushed Mark on his back, and the jogger eagerly dropped down to the young hard-on. The three other men sat on Mark's left side, effectively screening him from the road – mostly – and from the sight of passing motorists being stunned by a daylight blowjob. The blond resumed filming. Mark looked down his chest. The older man was rubbing Mark's furry chest, his jeans were pushed up around his waist, and his cock was inside the jogger's mouth. I'm getting a blowjob! My dick is inside a guy's mouth! Fuck! The older man looked at the unengaged jogger. "Stop touching your dick. I don't want you cumming yet." Oh God, what does he have planned next? Mark was riveted by his cock being engulfed by a man, and was about to cum, when the older man pulled the jogger away. He then said to the other jogger: "Come on, it's your turn now. Fuck this young boy. Fuck him hard." As Mark started to protest, the older man bent down, shoved his tongue inside Mark's mouth, and preceded to tongue-fuck the boy. Mark's mind went blank. Meanwhile, the other jogger roughly pulled off Mark's torn shorts, and quickly pushed the boy's legs into the air. Shit! I'm fuckin' naked! And in a park! When Mark felt his bud being speared by the jogger's dick, he shoved his tongue deep inside the older man's mouth and breathed in the scent of beard. After several moments, the older man pulled away, and the three men watched the jogger's dick impale the naked young boy. To Mark's surprise, this really turned him on. "Yea, you like daddy watching his boy get fucked, don't ya'? You like daddy seeing a big man dick being shoved inside your innocent butt, don't ya'? Come on, fuck this boy! Fuck 'em hard!" Mark looked around, and still couldn't get over that all this was happening in broad daylight and in a public park! With his legs high up in the air, and a dick being rammed between his cheeks, Mark was delirious when the older man took Mark's raging hard-on into his mouth. Mark loved that his dick was inside the older man. The jogger fucked and fucked and fucked the young butt, while the older man sucked and sucked and sucked the young cock. The blond was busy filming, and taking close-ups. The other jogger moved to Mark's head. "Suck my cock," he commanded, and before Mark could protest, the jogger rammed his dick into Mark's mouth. By now, only the blond offered any screening. A cumulative lust had overtaken group caution, and a passing motorist now had an excellent view of a nude young boy with a dick shoved in his mouth, a dick rammed up his ass, and his cock inside a man's mouth. Mark knew this, and while nervous, was actually thrilled that someone could watch this incredible scene. At the thought, his dick erupted inside the older man's mouth. He moaned, and at that moment, the jogger's dick erupted in his mouth. As the older man and jogger moaned, the other jogger shot jism into Mark's butt; load after load after load. "Yea! Fill the boy up! YEA! Fill 'em with your loads!" the blond exclaimed, while filming all the while. The two joggers fell away, and the older man sucked Mark's cock dry. He then moved to Mark's mouth, kissed the boy, and fed him back his own jism. The four men withdrew, and put their clothes back on. Mark was totally spent. The older man then handed Mark a piece of paper; it had the man's phone number and address. "Come to my house tomorrow at seven if you want to see the film." The four men departed, and left Mark alone on the grass. Totally naked. Ravaged in Broad Daylight! At 18! Ch. 03 After the four men left, Mark was too stupefied to move, and just laid on the grass while thinking about how incredible the last twenty-four hours had been. Just the morning before, he'd been a virgin. Now, he'd had two cocks rammed up his ass, had sucked two cocks, given a hand-job to another man, and received several blow jobs. And as if this wasn't surreal enough, much of this had been immortalized on video. Mark was terrified by this latter detail. Would the older man use it to blackmail him? While pondering this terror, he was startled to hear a commanding voice. "Boy, what in the world to you think you're doing?" Mark's heart stopped at seeing two policemen standing over him. Shit! The officers looked at the naked young man lying on the grass, and then at each other. Their mouths were open. Mark was frozen with fear. How would he ever explain being caught butt naked in a public park? He wasn't sure if he should grab his jogging pants, or just stay put, or whatever. "Bill," one officer said, "I think we got us some kind of pervert. What do you think?" "Tom, I think you're right." Shit! Fuck! "I think we should take him in and book 'em for indecency." Shit! Fuck! Mark wanted to speak up, but what could he say? Here he was on a bright sunny day lying stark naked in public – and with two cops towering over him. "Stand up boy." Mark managed to speak. "What?" "I said stand up." "But, uh, won't people see me? Can I pull on my sweatpants first?" "Bill, we've got us one argumentative pervert here." "I can see. Boy! Are you going to do as you're told?" Mark stood. The officers slowly walked around him; Mark was mortified. This is so bizarre. I'm fuckin' naked and these two cops are staring at me. Shit! Fuck! "Bill, he doesn't seem to have any weapons on him. But let's take him in and see if this pervert has a record." Mark found his voice. "Oh please! Please don't arrest me. My parents will be horrified! And really, I've never done anything like this before. Please just let me go." The officers looked Mark up and down, and Mark grew even more uncomfortable. I feel so exposed. "Sorry kid, but you don't seem to realize how serious this is. You can't just be laying around naked in public. Shit, you must have no brains." Thank God these officers weren't here twenty minutes ago! Mark reeled at the thought of being caught getting fucked and sucked in public. One officer suddenly snapped a pair of handcuffs on Mark, and pushed him toward the waiting police car, while the other cop picked up Mark's things. Mark wanted to cry. And – damn! – why wouldn't these cops let him get dressed? As they approached the car, Mark was surprised at being roughly pushed into the front seat, and then sandwiched between the two officers. What? Mark felt even more naked between the two uniformed cops. The car started, and Mark's mind raced with visions of being hauled into jail butt naked! Shit! Curiously, the car didn't head downtown, but toward the old warehouse district. What's going on? Then the car hit a bump, and one officer's hand fell against Mark's leg and dangerously close to Mark's dick. A moment later, another bump in the road caused the hand to rest against the exposed dick. Sweat poured from Mark's armpits. What's going on? He glanced at the officer to his right, who seemed unaware that his hand was brushing against Mark's dick with each turn and bump. He must not know. And even though it was the last thing he wanted, Mark's dick started getting hard. Please! Don't! But his dick ignored these pleas, and with each bump got harder and pushed against the cop's hand. Mark again glanced to the officer, who still seemed oblivious. A moment later, Mark's fully erect cock was pushing firmly against the cop's big hand. Oh God! This isn't happening! Then the car hit a big bump, and the cop's hand shifted – and wrapped itself around Mark's hard-on. Jesus! What the fuck? Still, the cop offered no indication that anything was amiss. He must know his hand is holding my cock! He must know! But the cop never flinched. Mark looked down at his naked chest, and toward his hard dick nestled inside the officer's big, firm hand. Nor could Mark help but notice the shocking contrast between his naked, hairy body and the blue uniforms bracketing him. This is so weird. Then Mark felt the cop's hand squeeze his dick, and an electric shock ripped through his body. He does know! He knows just what he's doing! The hand squeezed again, and Mark was astonished at how erotic it felt. He actually yearned for the officer to start jerking his dick, but just then the car stopped in front of an old, deserted-looking building. Mark was pulled from the car, and was mortified that his boner was sticking straight out. Damn! I wish my hands weren't handcuffed behind me! "Hey Bill, get a look at this!" Tom said while grabbing Mark's hard-on in his hand. "Our pervert seems excited." Mark wanted to die. Tom waved Mark's cock at the other officer, who came over, brushed Tom's hand aside, and took the hard shaft into his hand. "Yep, this pervert sure seems excited. This boner is as hard as steel!" Well no wonder with you guys grabbed it! Bill pulled Mark by his dick and in through an old door. "Hey!" Inside, Mark found himself in a vacant space brightly lighted by overhead skylights. "I don't understand, why are we..." Just then Mark felt his ass being whacked, and hard. "Ouch! Why did you do..." Whack! "Boy, you just shut the fuck up and do as you're told. Understand?" Mark didn't. What were these cops up to? Why wasn't he being booked? Whack! "Understand?" Mark nodded. "Good boy, now we're gonna check that you aren't carrying any concealed weapons." What? How could I be? I'm fuckin' naked! Then one cop pulled Mark over to a table and pushed his chest on its top. His butt faced the officers, and he was still handcuffed. Then he was stunned – stunned – upon feeling hands paw his ass. "No Tom, I don't feel any weapons here. How about you?" Mark then felt more hands grabbing his cheeks, and running up and down his thighs, between his legs, and fondling his balls. "No Bill, all this seems OK. But I think we should take a deeper look." Deeper? Deeper where? For what? Mark had an answer when he felt his cheeks being pulled apart and a finger against his bud. "Tom, will ya' look at this? It seems that our pervert has gotten himself fucked in the ass recently. Very recently. Look at all this cream and – what's this? – jism on his butt hole." "Well I'll be damned. We got us a queer pervert!" Mark felt warm breath against his ass and knew the officers were taking a very close look. He was even more mortified. God, how will I ever explain this to my parents? As he pondered his fate, Mark felt something stiff and cold being pushed against his bud. He couldn't believe it! These cops are going to fuck me! Mark turned around to protest, but saw that each officer was still totally dressed. Huh? Then Mark saw that one cop had a nightstick between Mark's legs. As Mark started to bolt upright, he felt a firm, powerful hand shove him back on top of the dusty table. "Boy, you better not fuckin' move. Hear me? Maybe, just maybe, we won't report you if you do as you're told. Understand?" Mark's mind raced. He felt enormous relief at his parents not finding out, or of having a record. Oh God, what a record! I'll just die! But...he surely couldn't let these cops just do whatever they wanted with him? What's worse? Getting raped by two cops? Or getting reported to my parents? While pondering this, Mark suddenly realized how handsome the cops were. In fact, they were the most gorgeous men he'd ever seen. And it was that moment that Mark's dick started getting hard again. Shit! Then when the nightstick pushed past his bud, he got harder still. Shit! "Tom, notice how easily this stick just slides right into this pervert. Yep, he's lubed up real good." Tom walked around the table and stood in front of Mark. "Boy, you seem a little young to be getting' it up the ass. Were you raped in the park?" Mark was wondering how to respond when the officer started pulling his zipper down. "So, it's obvious that you like dicks up your sexy, beefy ass, but how do ya' like dicks in your pretty mouth?" Before Mark could respond, the officer pulled out his dick. It was rock hard. And magnificent. Mark was surprised when he fairly drooled; all the while the nightstick was being rammed deeper into his ass. His dick was also rock hard. Tom then took off his shirt, shoes, and pants, and stood before Mark utterly nude. Mark had never seen a more amazing, hunky body. Tom then approached Mark, and dragged his hard dick across the boy's face and stubble. "Ya' like this pervert?" Mark could only moan. "Bill, I think he likes my dick against his pretty face." "And he likes this stick up his ass too." "Yea, a real queer pervert we got us. Now, let's just see how much of a pervert you are." Tom turned around and Mark had a close-up of the officer's naked butt. And what a butt it was. The twin cheeks were round and beefy, and covered with a fine layer of hair, while the crack was a dark chasm of thick hair. "Boy, drag your tongue against my butt. Yep, clean my cheeks real well boy." Mark didn't respond, until Bill whacked his ass hard and pushed the nightstick in deeper. Mark's tongue shot from his mouth as Tom pushed the twin cheeks against the boy's face. Mark had never seen hairy cheeks, but was fascinated, and started dragging his pink meat across the firm muscles – leaving a wet path through the hair. "Oh yea boy, clean me up real good. Keep doing that." Mark knew the officer didn't need cleaning – the cheeks being mashed against his face tasted and smelled clean. "Tom, I think this pervert wants to show his thanks even more." "I think I know just how," Bill replied as he bent over. "Boy, now clean my crack." Right in front of Mark was the dark, furry chasm of Tom's asscrack. I can't possibly stick my tongue in there. Then Tom shoved his crack against Mark's face at the same time that Bill rammed the nightstick against Mark's prostate. The latter seemingly had the effect of forcing Mark's tongue into the dark crack, and to Mark's surprise, Tom tasted and smelled clean there too. To his utter astonishment, Mark was intrigued. Just twenty minutes before, he'd been startled by the imposing officers. They seemed so intimidating and powerful, but now Officer Tom was naked before him, and Mark's tongue was deep inside his ass crack. He liked the feeling of the mighty officer being so vulnerable and exposed. And Mark was really turned on by the intimacy. I'm inside this cop! He drove his tongue in deeper. "Oh yea boy! That's it! Clean my butt well! Yea! YEA!" Mark did as ordered, and soon the furry crack was wet from Mark's saliva. Tom was moaning. "Ooohhhh boy! Yeaaa boy! That feels sooooo good boy!" Mark grew hungrier in his exploration, and Tom was quite vocal in his appreciation – which egged Mark on ever deeper. Then Bill yelled out: "Ok Tom, enough! This boy needs another lesson." Bill uncuffed the boy and dragged him from the table. Mark stood, relieved to be free from the handcuffs, but still naked and vulnerable and with a raging hard-on. "Boy," Bill went on, "you've got Officer Tom all excited. What are you going to do about it?" Mark had no idea of how to respond. "Boy, I want you to fuck Officer Tom." He wants me to fuck a police officer? Is he insane? "Did you hear me boy?" Bill said while shoving Mark over to Tom, who was now lying on top of the table. Bill walked over, grabbed Tom's legs and pulled them straight up into the air. At the sight of the powerful police officer in such a submissive posture, Mark's dick got harder than it ever had been. He now wanted to fuck the cop. With his free hand, Bill grabbed hold of Mark's raging erection, rubbed some lotion on it – Mark about fell over – and guided it between the thick, furry legs and into the dark, wet chasm. Mark slid right in. "Oooohhhh!" It felt warm and good. Tom moaned. Jesus! Now I'm really inside this officer. I'm inside another man! A cop! Bill took Mark's hands, and had them hold up Tom's legs. He then moved behind Mark, grabbed the boy's hips, and began pushing him in and out of his partner. "Oooohhhh!" Tom's moans increased as well. Bill started pushing Mark faster, and then the boy started thrusting on his own. Wow! I'm fucking a man! And a cop no less! Jesus! He continued thrusting, and grew ever more lustful. "Yea! Fuck 'em hard!" Bill called out. "Fuck 'em! Fuck 'em deep!" Then Mark did something he would never have dared a few moments before. As his dick thrust into the hunky officer, he got up on the table, pushed Tom's legs over his shoulders, bent down...and kissed the cop. And the cop returned the kiss. Of all that had happened to Mark in a mere twenty-four hours, this was the most erotic and intimate. His body radiated a wondrous sensation and overarching excitement. He'd never felt so alive. And so wild. He tongue-fucked the officer for several moments, withdrew, and looked down toward Tom's firm pecs, the washboard stomach – all covered with a fine layer of fur – and toward his dick thrusting deep inside the cop below him. He loved the feeling of the officer's beefy legs tight against his head and shoulder's; he loved wholly dominating this Officer-of-the-Law; and he loved being watched while doing so – by another cop no less! He bent down and again chewed on the officer's lips and tongue. Meanwhile, Bill had a perfect view of his partner being ravaged, and of Mark's hot, sexy ass, and of the boy's nice young cock sliding in and out of his fellow officer's butt crack. Bill pulled his dick out and started to jerk off at this beautiful sight. "Yea! Fuck 'em boy! Ride Officer Tom like a bull! Fuck 'em! Fuck 'em hard!" Mark pulled up, looked again at his dick spearing this massive man – A man! A cop! – and grew more forceful. "Fuck 'em boy! Fuck 'em deep!" Mark was wild with lust at the very idea of what was happening, and at the visuals. He couldn't take his eyes off his dick slipping in and out of a man, and the feeling of utter power this generated. And he loved that Officer Bill was getting off on the scene. Fuck! Where's a camera when I want one! Mark again rammed his tongue into the officer, and with their mouths and tongues merged, Mark felt himself climax. As jism shot from his dick buried within Officer Tom, Mark's tongue was frozen inside the cop's mouth – rock-hard. He panted deeply while Tom moaned, their breath as one, and Mark continued thrusting deeply inside Tom's ass – shooting load after load – while his tongue passionately danced with Tom's tongue. His organism finished, Mark fell atop the officer, and then realized that Officer Bill was standing beside him – now stark naked and with a raging hard-on. Bill roughly pulled Mark off the officer, and then grabbed Tom's head and shoved his dick inside his partner's mouth – and exploded. Mark was startled by this sudden turn, but utterly excited at watching one cop blow another cop. Hot. Bill screamed as he shot into Tom's mouth, while Tom offered every indication of eagerly sucking his partner's cock. Mark thought he might get hard just watching the scene. Bill pulled away and sprayed several loads on his partner's face, and again screamed while doing so. "Fuuuuuuuuuck!" Spent, he then used his dick to smear the warm jism across the handsome, stubble-covered face below him, while Tom's tongue kept trying to lap at the big dick being dragged across his skin. Then, Officer Bill bent down and passionately kissed Officer Tom – while his hand started jerking his partner's dick. Mark withdrew, and watched the intensely erotic scene: two naked police officers kissing while one jerked the other off. Mark's dick got hard again, but all too quickly Tom's dick exploded across his furry belly – stream after stream of white jism splashing against the muscled stomach. Then without ever removing his mouth from his partner, Bill got on the table and lay atop Tom, and with the sticky jism gluing their bellies together. Mark deeply wished he had a camera to record the scene of Bill's hot body and ass laying atop another hot, hot hunk. I'd like to fuck Bill's ass as well, Mark thought as he began pawing at the hard cheeks before him. Ten minutes later, he had the opportunity. Ravaged in Broad Daylight! At 18! Ch. 04 What a day! Mark was lying in his bed reliving all that had happened. During dinner with his parents, he could barley suppress laughing at the various wild, erotic images that danced through his head. Thank God my parent's can't read my mind, he'd thought more than once. He was also fascinated at what the two officer's had told him while driving him home. "Mark, we've never done that before. Not to anybody, and nor to each other." "What?" Mark had said. "You two aren't lovers?" Tom laughed. "No! We've never touched each other before. But I'd long wanted to. My God, the years of lusting after Bill's body in the showers!" Bill agreed. "So, we have you to thank in a way." Mark didn't know what to think, but he felt altogether pleased. "By the way," Officer Tom had asked, "why were you naked in a public park?" "If I told you, you'd really have to arrest me." "Please tell me that you didn't get it up the ass in the park!" Mark just smiled. ********** Just before falling asleep, Mark suddenly recalled – How could I have forgotten? – that the older man had invited him to see the video the next night. The video. Damn! ********** Mark arrived at the older man's house. It was impressive; Mark had no idea that the man was rich. Really rich. He rang the bell, and the blond answered. "Good evening. We're glad you could make it." Mark nodded, and followed the blond through the majestic hall and into a huge living room with a vaulted ceiling. He was also stunned. About a dozen men – all gorgeous – were sitting and standing around, and a large screen was at the end of the room. Surely, Mark thought, the film to be shown wouldn't be, uh, the film? Mark became paralyzed at the thought, and when the older man approached and hugged Mark, he could barely breathe. "Good. You're just in time." The man then turned toward the other guests and said: "Everybody, I'd like to introduce you to the star of our movie." Mark's mind just went blank. It wasn't possible that a whole room of people were going to watch him being ravaged? It couldn't be true. Then the lights dimmed and the screen came to life. It was true. Mark watched himself – that's me! – being orally and anally assaulted by the blond and tonight's host! He watched as his right hand jerked the blond, and as his mouth was stuffed by the older man's dick. God, his cock is so huge! He also couldn't take his eyes off his own dick boldly hanging out from the way-too-short shorts, and could now appreciate just what the older man, the blond, and the joggers had been so riveted by. He had to admit: he looked pretty good, hot even. Fuck! I'd even do me! He then watched as the blond tore his shorts apart, and pulled his knee's up and exposed his ass. The camera had then zoomed in to a shocking close-up of Mark's bud, and the audience went wild and started cheering. Mark – mortified – moved behind the older man. Scene after scene flew by, and Mark was too dazed to notice, but the audience repeatedly clapped and cheered. Mark then watched as his legs were thrown high into the air while the second jogger fucked him. He was amazed watching a dick disappear inside his butt, over and over and over. Thankfully, the movie ended and a thunderous round of applause reverberated throughout the room. Mark felt like he was in the middle of a dream; no, nightmare. He simply couldn't process that a room full of strangers had just seen his every private part, and witnessed these parts getting fucked and sucked. And all in living color and with close-ups to boot. Marked continued hiding behind the older man, but noticed that all the men in the room were leering at him. Oh God. Then one man came over and boldly grabbed Mark's crotch and started massaging it. Mark grew alarmed. "If you start something, are you prepared to finish?" the older man asked this intrepid stranger. The stranger looked at the older man, and just smiled. What does that all mean, Mark wondered? The man continued pawing, and Mark couldn't hide his burgeoning hard-on. Why didn't I wear underwear? Two more partygoers came over, and each started grabbing Mark's ass. He then looked to the older man, who leaned over and kissed him. Mark's mind just went blank. He revived upon hearing a zipper. His, as it developed. The intrepid stranger was pulling Mark's hard cock out! And in front of all these people! Mark tried to pull back, but the older man restrained him. "You look great. Don't move." He then turned and asked: "Doesn't everybody think so?" The crowd nodded. Mark didn't know what to do. He was standing fully dressed in a room full of men with his hard dick sticking out of his pants while many eyes ogled it. Several more men entered the scene, and all just stared at Mark's exposed hard-on for several moments. Then the older man wrapped his huge hand around Mark's cock and pumped it. "Go at it man," he said to the intrepid stranger, who then fell to his knees and took the hard flesh inside his mouth. The crowd cheered while several hands – whose? –started pawing Mark's ass. All the men then moved in closer. Mark was frozen, and watched the mouth below him suck and slurp on his exposed dick and balls, while the surrounding men looked like hungry animals. The older man moved behind him, and then Mark watched as the intrepid stranger opened Mark's jean button, and then pulled his pants down. The men cheered. Hands pulled off Mark's boots, and then his legs out of his jeans. His shirt was then removed. Mark felt like a puppet. I'm also stark naked, with a hard-on, and in front of a dozen fully-clothed men! "Do ya' like what you see men?" the older man asked. Murmurs of assent and more cheers went all around, and all eyes were wild with desire. Mark was afraid, but his dick remained rock hard. The men stared for a while, and then hands began dragging across the exposed flesh, pulling at the hard cock, grabbing the beefy cheeks, and probing between them. I feel like a piece of meat on display! "Men, come on back here and enjoy this view." All the men walked behind Mark. I've never felt so exposed and vulnerable. Mark heard voice after voice gasp. "Geez! What an ass!" "Damn! That's one hot set of beef!" "God, I'd do anything to fuck those cheeks!" Mark then heard the older man: "Calm down men. Fist things first." Strong hands then pulled Mark's cheeks wide open, and Mark knew that dozens of strangers were looking right at his most secret, private space. And it's not a movie this time! A chorus of hoots reverberated throughout the room. And then Mark was even more stunned. A very warm, wet sensation then started probing between his cheeks, and it slowly dawned on Mark that the older man had stuck his tongue into Mark's private space. His tongue! Before yesterday—when Mark had been forced to rim the officer – he'd never thought about such a thing! But – Damn! – it sure felt good being on the receiving end. With a tongue up his ass, dozens of hands roamed across his skin, pulled at his scrotum, and pinched his nipples. A mouth met his, while another mouth engulfed his cock. Mark was still the only person naked. The moments passed, the older man's pink flesh dove deeper, and Mark began moaning loudly – the tongue felt so good diving into his crack and inside him. When one man shoved his tongue into Mark's mouth, and another dragged his stubble-covered face across the exposed nipples, Mark about collapsed. Instead, he felt himself being lifted, carried to a table, and placed on top. His face and shoulders were roughly pushed to the table top, leaving his ass high up in the air. Mark was amazed that this made him feel even more vulnerable! He hadn't thought this possible! Strong hands held him down, and his open crack was now at eye level to every eye in the room. Mark had never felt so utterly naked – a sensation compounded by the fact that he was the only one still nude. "Who else wants to tongue-fuck the boy?" the older man asked. Numerous voices spoke up, and Mark soon felt that delicious, moist warmth again between his cheeks. He moaned. A few minutes later, he felt the tongue pull away, only to be replaced – he presumed – by another. He moaned louder, and tongue after tongue after tongue ravaged his most private space. Mark was delirious from lust and was now literally panting. "Anyone got a finger they want to warm up?" the older man asked. A chorus of Yes's rebounded. "You have a nice big hand. Have a go at it." Mark felt some cream being lathered on his bud, and then felt himself be violated by a stranger's finger – and in front of all these people! Then Mark saw the older man in front of him, and his crotch at Mark's eye level. The older man slowly pulled down his zipper – to the hoots and hollers of the crowd – and he pulled out that massive dick that Mark got gotten to know so well. With a finger up his ass, and hands roaming his entire body, the older man asked: "Want to suck daddy's dick?" The crowd went wild. "Yea! Suck daddy's big dick!" they called out. Mark couldn't resist the huge snake in front of him. His felt the dickhead bump against his lips, and then force its way inside. "Yea. Go on boy! Suck daddy's dick. Suck it hard," the men cheered. "Yea boy, suck my big daddy dick!" As Mark's mouth opened wide to take in the huge monster, he felt his ass being speared by another cock. More cheers reverberated throughout the room, and with each thrust from the dick in his ass, Mark sucked deeper the cock impaled in his face. "Yea boy, suck daddy off real good. Come on, suck daddy's big dick!" "Yea boy! Suck your daddy's cock! Suck it hard," the crowd cheered. By now, the older man's huge dick was deep in Mark's mouth, and the man fucked the young face ferociously as the crowd chanted: "Suck your daddy! Suck 'em hard!" Simultaneously, another dick was pounding his ass. The older man started moaning. "Yea boy! Daddy's gunna come! YEA! Daddy's gunna come right on your pretty face! YEA! FUCK!" The crowd egged him on. "Yea! Spray your load on that pretty face! Yea! Come on daddy! Come on!" Then the man withdrew and sprayed load after load on Mark's stubble-covered face as the crowd went wild. At the same instant, the dick in his ass withdrew and shot jism across Mark's young, beefy cheeks. The crowd became riotous, but before Mark could recover, another dick was shoved inside his ass as another zipper was pulled open and another dick pushed past his lips. He was still the only one naked. Over and over and over, Mark's ass and mouth were raped by dozens of cocks, and his asscheeks and face were dripping with jism, while his skin glistened from sweat. After every man had ravaged Mark, he felt hands turn him onto his back, and his hard dick was suddenly being stared at by all. The older man took it in his big hand – "Isn't this a beautiful cock men?" – and into his mouth. Mark loved being inside the older man, and was surprised at how excited he was at having an audience – a large audience. His eyes kept darting from his cock inside the man's mouth and to the many eyes watching the scene. A dozen hot guys are watching me get a blow-job! Hands roamed his body, dicks rubbed his jism-covered face, and someone was sucking on his balls. It didn't take long. Mark exploded inside the older man's mouth, but his screams were drowned out by the mighty cheers that came from all. After the older man withdrew, he said: "Mark, I do believe that you're a huge star tonight!" The roar was deafening. ************ After everybody left, the older man took Mark upstairs, placed him in a huge bathtub filed with warm water and bubbles, and gave him a gentle washing while repeatedly kissing him long and hard. Not surprisingly, when the man pulled Mark from the tub, the boy had a hard-on. The man finally removed his clothes, lay down on his bed, and placed Mark on top of him; Mark's bare asscheeks rested against the man's furry chest. "Jerk off on my face," the man ordered while rubbing his beard against Mark's balls. ************* Later, the man handed Mark an envelope and had a car drive him home. While in the car, Mark opened the envelope and pulled out a card marked: Instruction for Tomorrow Night. Ravaged in Broad Daylight! At 18! Ch. 05 While lying in bed the next morning, Mark just couldn't believe it. His mind reeled at what he'd been through. How was it possible that he'd been an innocent virgin just a few days previously, but had now been ravaged by more men than he could count? What's come over me? Why does that older man have such a hypnotic effect on me? God, what if my parent's ever found out! During the course of the day, Mark's resolve to never again see the older man eroded, and he kept thinking about the card in his pocket and its instructions. His dick – damnit! – kept getting hard at thinking about God-only-knows what else the older man had planned for Mark. Well, maybe I'll go. But I'm sure going to do things my way this time! A few hours later, Mark left his parent's house at precisely ten at night, walked around the block, and met with a waiting black car. Mark entered, and was taken back to the older man's mansion. A butler escorted Mark upstairs, and the older man soon appeared. He gave Mark a kiss, and the young man hungrily responded. Then the older man pulled away, grabbed Mark's hard-on through the denim, and squeezed it. "Take off your clothes." "No." "What?" "You heard me. I said no." The older man smiled, and gave Mark a long kiss while grabbing his ass. The man then dragged his beard across Mark's face while roughly pawing the young man's hard cock. Mark felt powerless. "Take off your clothes." And so Mark did as instructed, and stood naked before the older man who remained dressed. Mark longed for the older man to suck his aching erection, but the man instead walked away and pressed a buzzer. A moment later the butler appeared. Shit! And I'm standing here naked with a boner! The butler handed the older man some clothes, and, with a long glance at Mark, departed. "I suspect he thinks you're quite hot," the man said. Mark had no idea of how to react. Then the man approached, handed Mark the clothes, and said: "Put these on." "No." The older man smiled at Mark, and squeezed his cock hard. "I said, put these on. You'll make daddy real happy." Mark again felt powerless, did as instructed, and then walked toward a mirror. He had on a scuffed-up pair of cowboy boots, and very old pair of jeans, and a decades-old flannel shirt torn in several places and missing its buttons. The jeans were skin tight and wholly revealed the outline of Mark's hard dick. "Turn around." Mark did as instructed, and was stunned by the sight in the mirror. A good part of one cheek was exposed through the torn, worn jeans. "Like it?" "I don't understand." "You will. Now let's go." "Outside? In, uh, these?" "You heard right." The older man said. He then walked over and stuck his tongue into Mark's mouth, and Mark knew he couldn't say no. They departed, and walked several blocks toward downtown. From behind, Mark heard a few gasps from people. And more than a few cat calls. Then the older man opened a door, and pushed Mark inside. There were in a bar. Full of men. And it was dark. The man got Mark a drink and said: "You just stand there. I'll be watching." "Watching for what?" "You'll see. Just go with anything. It'll please daddy." The man then gave Mark a deep, long kiss and, again, Mark's mind went blank. So, Mark just stood dumbly with a drink in his hand. The moments ticked by, and he kept glancing at the older man in the corner. Well, so much for my resolve. Then it happened. He felt a hand on his ass. The hand then squeezed. Mark just stared straight ahead, and couldn't see the person groping him. The hand moved very slowly across the denim fabric until discovering flesh. It then paused, as if not comprehending. The hand then continued across the bare skin and under the remaining fabric. It lingered for a few moments and softly caressed the exposed flesh, as if excited by the unexpected discovery. The hand increased its movement as it rubbed, hard, across the buns faster and faster. It repeatedly squeezed the mounds of flesh. The hand paused again. Mark then felt a finger move slowly, tentatively between his cheeks, as if still not fully comprehending its good fortune. It rubbed the fur which highlights this very private space, a contrast to the smooth skin adjacent. As Mark made no motion indicating displeasure – indeed, he couldn't move at all – the finger continued while another hand started rubbing between the thighs. Mark's breathing increased in tempo but he continued looking straight ahead, not yet having even looked at the explorer attached to the hands. The finger continued its examination and Mark gasped as it suddenly entered him – slowly, gently, but persistently. Mark's hard dick reached granite-like destiny, and he started to grind it against the ass of the man in front of him who turned, briefly, and smiled. After a few minutes the hands withdrew and shifted to Mark's hips, pulling him back a few feet before they dropped away. Mark knew that in his previous position he'd been afforded a measure of privacy by the darkness. But now, with a dim spotlight overhead, he knew the men adjacent could and would watch. A moment passed before he felt the finger return to its position inside him, except the finger was now, apparently, covered with saliva. Mark gasped when it slipped in fully. And as the finger grew more enthusiastic in its exploration, Mark started to moan very softy. The men close by drew even closer and one started to massage Mark's rock-hard dick through the denim. Their eyes met, but he made no move to kiss Mark. He just stared, intent on his work, and the two were so close that Mark could smell him. He also felt warmth near the back of his neck and the delicious friction of stubble against his ear as a voice very quietly said, Yes. Mark pushed back on the finger. It was soon joined by another from the same hand, or so Mark assumed. The fingers deepened their invasion while, it seemed, new hands roamed across Mark's ass cheek. His moans became louder, audible. A few moments later, he felt the intact middle seam on the rear of his jeans be roughly pulled to one side accompanied by the sounds of denim tearing and the seam snapping. Mark knew that his entire ass was now not just fully exposed to the stranger behind him, but because of the dim spotlight directly overhead, a lot of people. He then felt his cheeks being pulled wide open and wondered. How many men are now looking at my most tender, hidden space? He inhaled deeply upon feeling an extraordinary sensation between his buns, one both hard and moistly soft, and accompanied by a prickly feeling. He knew that someone had just pushed their tongue between his cheeks – a man who hadn't shaved in a few days. Mark then heard someone say: "Yea, fuck 'em with your tongue. Fuck 'em." The moist hardness pushed between the cheeks and jammed itself into Mark while stubble erotically scratched the tender flesh. Mark let out a long, low moan which seemed to inspire the man before him. He lowered Mark's zipper, pulled out the hardened flesh for all to see, and took its length into his warm mouth. Another man tore Mark's shirt completely open and pawed at and licked the hair on the young chest. Fingers pinched nipples. Another hand – whose? – reached between Mark's legs and the shredded denim and grabbed the dangling, exposed balls. Then the probing tongue pulled away and Mark heard a zipper, presumably being opened, and then felt his ass cheeks being pulled apart again. Mark was totally exposed. He felt completely violated. He was delirious from lust. His mind raced. He looked over to the older man, who simply nodded. Mark knew that in just a moment he was going to get fucked, and fucked while dozens, hundreds of men stood around. He knew that most would never realize what was happening just a few feet from them. Many though were watching. And some were participating. "Oahhgh!" Mark gasped as he felt a big dick being shoved inside his ass. "Fuck!" he said while looking down at his own dick deep inside a stranger's mouth. "Shit!" he exclaimed while glancing around at the many men enjoying this public ravaging. A chorus of hoots made its way around the tight circle; more men turned towards the commotion, and Mark's body was soon covered with hands pawing at every exposed inch. His dick was still engulfed by one stranger, while another leaned over and fucked Mark's mouth with his tongue. Behind him, the unseen explorer was thrusting wildly into the naked cheeks, while other unseen hangs pulled at his balls. Mark glanced toward the older man. He stared right at Mark and smiled. Mark pretended that the dick ramming his ass was the older man's, and that the mouth greedily sucking on his cock was the older man's. Then when he felt the cock up his ass explode, he pretended that it was the older man's jism being pumped inside him. At that moment, his dick exploded into a strange man's mouth. The hands fell away, the dick inside him slipped out, and the man on his knees licked Mark's dick clean before he withdrew and blended into the crowd. Mark turned to see who'd just rimmed and fucked him, but no one was there. The explorer had melted into the crowd, and as Mark scanned the faces around him, many nodded and smiled lewdly. Some, Mark knew, had been watching him get finger- and tongue-fucked. And just plain old fucked-fucked. However, which of the many men had just caressed his ass? Which had just fondled his balls? Which had just rimmed him? Which had just fucked him? He couldn't tell. He turned, and was startled by the older man standing right next to him. And when he felt the older man's tongue inside his mouth, he no longer cared about the explorer. When they left the bar – with Mark's ass hanging out – the crowd clapped. ********** As they walked home, the older man instructed Mark to walk a half-block in front of him, and Mark heard dozens of gasps and cat-calls from behind him – all reacting to Mark's totally exposed ass. He knew the older man was pleased. When they got back to the mansion, Mark was embarrassed when the butler followed them into the living room – He can see my ass! – but shouldn't have been surprised when the older man asked the very proper servant if he'd like to fuck Mark. "Why, yes sir. Very much so. If you'd like me too, sir." "I would." And the older man watched. Ravaged in Broad Daylight! At 18! Ch. 06 When Mark woke in the morning, he reviewed the previous few days. How could he have been a virgin on Monday, and so ravaged by Friday? He couldn't count the dicks that had been rammed up his young ass, or the blow jobs he'd given and received, or the amount of jism that had been pumped into his body. What a week! He could hardly believe it happened. Of course, in thinking about it all, his dick got hard again, and Mark was unsure whether to be happy or sad that he was leaving the next day for college in New York. But what memories I'll have. *********** Mark intensely focused on his studies, and became the editor of the yearbook and president of his senior class. But for the first two years of school, Mark was celibate, and hadn't had sex since that mind-boggling week in Florida. Then he slowly befriended a scholarly student, David, who worked in the library. The two became friends, and Mark was startled the day when David kissed him between the book stacks. Mark kissed back. An hour later the two were naked, and Mark was again startled – by the fact that David was a virgin, and by his body. His studious demeanor had not prepared Mark for the incredibly hunky, furry form hidden under those preppy clothes. Nor the passion. *********** David and Mark became lovers, and Mark's initial introduction to sex – extraordinary as it was – hadn't prepared him for the intensity of what he experienced with David. With each passing year, Mark loved David even more, and even after twenty-five years Mark was still hugely attracted to his lover – his firm body, great intellect, devilish humor, and engaging sweetness. And after so many years, Mark was consistently amazed and delighted that David felt the same about him. Mark knew that most long-term gay couples stop having sex with their partner after but a few years, but he and David had better sex after two decades than when they first met. We know each other so well. And during all their years together, neither had strayed. *********** Then there was the call that shattered Mark's life. David was dead. In a car crash. *********** Two years later Mark received another unsettling phone call. A lawyer wanted to see him, and first-class tickets to Florida were dispatched. After arriving, Mark was ushered into an elegant office that abounded with rich woods, polished brass, and rather magnificent tapestries. Soon, a handsome man in an extremely well-cut suit came toward him. "Mr. Morgan?" Mark nodded. "I'm Eric Sesson, and I'm very glad to meet you. Won't you come into my office?" Mark followed, having no idea of why he was here. "Mr. Morgan…" "Please call me Mark. Mister makes me feel even older than I am." "But you're only forty-seven if I'm correct." "Yes, but I still feel like a kid." Mr. Sesson laughed. "I know just how you feel. I'm forty-nine, but still feel twenty-five inside. And won't you please call me Eric?" Mark nodded, and when Eric unbuttoned his jacket Mark couldn't help but notice that the elegant lawyer was extremely fit. "I know you're wondering why I've asked to see you." Mark nodded. "Well, I don't mean to startle you, but do you remember a Glenn Forrester?" Mark scanned his memory banks. Glenn Forrester? "No, I know no such name." "That's very curious. Very curious. Hum, maybe this will help, but please don't be too shocked." Mark had no idea of what Eric was talking about, and watched as Eric popped a DVD into a player. The monitor before him came to life. And Mark nearly died. Before him in shocking detail and full color was him getting fucked and sucked in that public park all those many years ago. Mark bolted up. "Where did you get this? Jesus!" Eric seemed quite calm, and paused the action. "Do you remember this man?" he asked while pointing at a man whose huge dick was stuffed into young Mark's mouth. Remember? Mark would never forget the older man who took away his virginity and introduced him to the wildest week in his life. Mark nodded again. "That's Glenn Forrester." "I never knew his name," Mark replied before falling back into his chair. "I'm very sorry. I know this is all quite a shock." That's an understatement. "But Mr. Forrester has died." "Died? Oh, I'm sorry." Died? The older man is dead? Mark suddenly felt quite ancient. "But what does that have to do with me?" "Well, he was rather fond of you, but you just disappeared. I was retained to track you down, and we both followed your life and career all these years. And we were both very sorry about David's death." Tears welled up in Mark's eyes at the unexpected mention of his dear David. Eric brought out a large, leather-bound album, placed it before Mark, and began flipping through the pages. "Oh my God! This is my whole life! But why? Why would you do such a thing?" "Mr. Forrester never had children, and in a weird way he adopted you. In particular, he was very proud of your career, and of the non-profit group you founded to help inform people about so many important causes." "David and I founded the organization." "And dedicated your lives to it. This album contains, I believe, every press clipping, newspaper article, letter to the editor, commentary, magazine article, and press conference images. As well, Mr. Forrester had all six of your books." Mark's eyes followed Eric's pointed hand toward a small stack of books. Each was well dog-eared, and this unexpectedly touched Mark. "Mr. Forrester greatly admired what you made of your life, and he wished to reward you." "Reward me?" "Yes." "What? How?" "He left you his entire fortune. He knew that you would make good use of it." "What? WHAT? WHAT!" "Yes, and it comes to about $120 million, including the Florida mansion, the estate in England, and yacht." "WHAT?" Then Mark could say no more. This Eric guy must be playing a joke on me. As if sensing his concerns, Eric said: "Mark, this isn't a joke. Mr. Forrester has indeed left you his entire estate. Including the house that you once, uh, had quite an evening in." Mark mind flashed to an old memory. "But how could you…" Eric put on another DVD and Mark was stupefied to see himself flayed on a table with man after man after man rimming his ass, fucking him, and ramming dicks into his mouth. "Oh my God! Where in the world did you get that? Fuck! I can't fuckin' believe all this." Eric placed an arm around Mark's shoulders. "Mr. Forrester had cameras throughout his house." Mark felt so exposed. A moment before he was a stranger to this dapper lawyer, but now he realized that Eric had – for years! – watched his every private part be ravaged by a group of men. He's seen me naked and getting repeatedly violated! Shit! Just then Eric paused the tape. The young Mark had a dick shoved in his mouth – a dick attached to a beautiful young man. "Do you recognize him?" Mark's mind raced. Recognize him? He was just one dick that night of many. "No." Eric walked toward the monitor. "Look familiar?" "What? Do you mean that's…you?" Eric smiled. Mark felt faint. So, not only has this elegant lawyer been watching my every inch of my skin all these many years, and my every orifice be violated, but his tongue and dick were once inside my ass, he fucked my mouth, and splashed jism across my face! Before Mark could recover, Eric popped another DVD into the player, and Mark gasped at seeing his young self jerking off on Glenn's face, and, later, getting fucked by Glenn's butler! Shit! He really did have camera's throughout the house. Shit! "I'm totally, completely, and utterly embarrassed. I think I'm also furious, and feel at quite the disadvantage." "Then perhaps this isn't the best time to tell you the rest." "Oh God. There's more?" "Do you recall the night in the bar?" How could I forget getting rimmed and fucked by a stranger in a public bar? Mark nodded. "Well, that was the second time I "met" you." Mark's mind seemingly melted. "What? You were the guy behind me?" Eric nodded. "You see, I asked Mr. Forrester if he would arrange a date between you and I. The night in the bar was his typically unorthodox, sexualized response." Mark could barely breathe. Wow. Eric really does know my every inch. The lawyer put his arm around Mark, and the two were silent for several minutes. "Mark, Mr. Forrester had his old videos transferred to DVD. These are the only copies that you're in. He wanted you to have them as well." A feeling a relief washed over Mark, as he'd worried about the one video – he hadn't known there were others – all during his political/advocacy/publishing career. God, what if it had been released? "There will be papers to review and sign of course, but you've had several incredible shocks. Why don't you get some rest in Mr. Forrester's hou…I mean, your house. There's a car and driver waiting for you. Oh, and I've had all the camera's disabled." *********** The next morning, Mark was still trying to process the change in his life. He'd been served a splendid breakfast by the staff – my staff! – and was trying to comprehend and adjust to the idea that he was a very rich man. One thought however kept swimming laps in his brain. What good is all this without someone to share it with? At the moment, the butler announced that Mr. Sesson was here to see him. Mark had to stifle a laugh at being treated so regally, and was also relieved that the butler was so young. Obviously, he isn't the one from so long ago. "Yes, I'd love to see him." The butler disappeared, and Eric's smiling face entered. "I hope you had a good evening." "Yes, very good, but weird of course." "I cannot really imagine. And I wanted to apologize for how everything went yesterday. I knew there was no good way to explain everything." Mark nodded in agreement, and realized that he was glad to see Eric. He liked his looks and his voice had a timbre that Mark found soothing. And sexy. Mark smiled in thinking about last night – when he played over and over the DVD section where Eric had ravaged his younger self. Oddly, Mark realized that he liked the idea that he and Eric had been, well, together. They had a history, and at least something connected Mark to the surreal events of the past twenty-four hours. He also liked the idea that while Eric had long viewed Mark naked, Mark had now been offered the same, uh, courtesy. Quid pro quo. "May I be so bold again?" Eric asked, interrupting Mark's thoughts. "Oh no. What next?" "Well, it's something that I wanted to do twenty-nine years ago." "I can't imagine." Eric then walked over and kissed Mark. Well. And Mark was surprised when he responded so hungrily. He hadn't been with anybody since David. Eric pulled away. "While I met you quite intimately all those years ago, I never did the most intimate thing with you. I never kissed you." Mark was stunned, and said nothing. "I wasn't sure what Glenn thought about you, but I knew then that I wanted you, and not just for a night or two of ravaging. Your life since confirmed my initial sense about you, and while you can't possibly know this, I feel like I've been waiting my whole life for you to become available." All Mark could do was blink quickly. "You see, while Glenn admired you all these years, I fell in love with you." Mark had one unexpected feeling: Elation.