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They Are A-OK Ch. 02

By: fantasyhunter2



The next morning Scott and I went to breakfast together and then he had to hurry off to team activities. I didn't see Troy all day or night. The soccer coach held two practices and the rest of the time he was tied up with frat business. I purposely avoided the locker room when the soccer players were around. I wasn't sure how my body might react to seeing naked guys. I was pretty sure that I was bi since I liked the sex with Troy and Scott so much. However, I didn't want to get in an awkward situation with other guys. I knew that I wasn't ready for a group shower scene. I did hit the pool in the evening after the soccer players had cleared out. I didn't however end up alone in the locker room. 

Another member of the swim team had arrived that day and was doing laps when I got to the pool. When we returned to the locker room a couple members of the wrestling team who happened to share our row of lockers were in the locker room. They had been lifting had been working out. The four of us ended up in the showers together. Though nothing happened I did sneak a good look at their bodies. The big muscular wrestlers both had what seemed to be unusually small dicks. I wondered if they would still be undersized when hard. In contrast to them my team mate Jay had a whopper. He was a tall skinny very pale skinned guy and his cock seemed to match his body. It was long and thin and hung down against his hairless thigh. But seeing Jay naked had always fascinated me for another reason. 

He took the idea of a swimmer's shave to the extreme. Except for a short growth on his head he kept his body completely hairless. Even his balls and pubic area were shaved smooth. Most of the guys did some shaving or waxing for meets but only Jay and one other guy on our team went completely hairless and only Jay did it year round. Since I was trying to be careful about my own peaking I wasn't sure but it looked like the wrestlers were pretty interested in Jay's hairless dick. They finished their showers pretty fast and left Jay and I alone.

"Damn, that feels weird when that happens," Jay said as soon as the wrestlers were gone. 

"When what happens?" I asked totally confused.

"You didn't notice how they were looking at me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Every time I am in the shower with a guy that hasn't seen me naked before I get kind of ogled."

Jay and I had been team mates and locker mates for a few months and had become sort of friendly away from the team too. I decided that I could be somewhat candid with him.

"Fuck man, even on swim team it isn't often you see a guy with no hair at all. I am sure the guys in other sports are just curious when they see you. I don't think it is such a big deal. Then again it might be that monster cock you have and not the lack of hair."

"Shit, I never really give it much thought."

I was surprised at how comfortable I suddenly was discussing a guy's dick size with him.

"Yeah well I guess it is plenty long, but I think the chicks like them wider," He added.

"Fuck, who knows what chicks want," I said as I turned off the water.

I was ready to get out of there. I was spending way too much thought on what that long thin dick would look like hard sticking out from his hairless body.  While we were getting dressed he asked me if I wanted to meet him for an early swim the next morning. He reminded me that we had to get back in the routine for crack of dawn practice starting up in two days.  I agreed to meet him in the locker room at seven am. 

When I went to dinner that evening I ran into Dom and another A-OK. I was surprised when they asked me to join them at their table. Us mere mortals were not usually privy to conversations between frat brothers. It turned out that Dom and his friend Jake were both good guys. We had a nice conversation mostly about sports while we ate.  Since I knew Dom was bi I wondered if Jake was too. It seemed I had gone from a straight guy who had barely had a thought regarding sex with guys to totally obsessing over guys and sex.  After dinner I watched the two of them walk off toward the frat houses and went to my room alone. I was hoping that Troy or Scott might show up but it didn't happen. I ended up reading for awhile and going to sleep early.

Going to sleep early was a good idea since I had an early date with Jay.  When I arrived at the locker room, Jay was waiting for me still fully dressed.  

"Hey, man, fucking pool is closed until at least six this evening. Some shit about maintenance and cleaning. Guy said it might even be tomorrow if the filters are really fouled," He said clearly disappointed. "I guess we could go across campus to the rec center pool if you want."

"It doesn't open until ten. Want to grab some breakfast?"

We went to the dinning hall and loaded up on protein. Since we couldn't swim we decided to take a jog. After about five miles we had both had enough. I was tempted to invite him back to my room. I was really curious what his cock looked like hard and was willing to trade blowjobs to find out. However, I had no idea how to seduce a guy. Besides, I had no indication he might be into sex with guys so I was too scared to try. As it turned out it was a good thing I headed to my room alone. Troy practically ran into me as I opened the door to my dorm building. He had been up at my room looking for me.

"Oh good, you are back. I wanted to talk to you about something," He said in what I thought was an odd tone.

When we got to my room he told me that he wanted to tell me about the rush process for the A-OKs. He told what I mostly knew that freshmen were seldom invited. 

"Yeah, I know. What are you trying to tell me? You didn't think I expected you to ask me did you?" I asked pretty confused about the conversation. 

"I don't know what you expected. I want to tell you some things because you are my friend. But you have to swear you won't ever say anything to anyone. These are A-OK secrets that I am not supposed to tell you."

"Of course I won't say anything."

"Ok, well your name was on the list. But most of the guys don't really know you so you are now on a deferred decision list. That means you will be reconsidered next year. So you have at least two more chances. The reason I wanted you to know that is because Scott is going to be our lone freshman pick this semester. He is only getting picked because technically he isn't really a freshman. He is starting his third semester."

"Ok, that's cool. I never thought that much about being in a frat. The only reason I might be interested in A-OK is because you are in it. Well that and all the members I have met are really nice guys." 

"Oh that's right, Dom told me you had dinner with him and Jake. Anyway, the reason I wanted to tell you was that I didn't want you to go and pledge another frat. I am pretty sure if not in the fall then by next spring you will get an invitation to join us. If you were to pledge somewhere else before that, we can't invite you."

I told him I wasn't going to pledge anywhere else. Then I fidgeted around some. I wanted to ask him to have sex with me. I had no clue how to do that. If I had been with Chrissy, I would just start kissing her and soon clothes would start coming off. But that didn't seem the right approach. 

"Troy, I don't know all the rules about stuff, so I may be about to sound really stupid."

"What the fuck man? What rules?" He asked interrupting me.  

"The rules about stuff like the other day when you and Scott were here."

"Are you saying you want to get naked?"

"Yes."

"Well I don't know any rules, but it will have to be kind of quick. I have to get to a meeting in less than an hour." 

Then he moved over next to me and we began kissing and fumbling with each other's clothes. 

"Wait, Troy, let me have a minute to shower. I was jogging and got all sweaty."

In my dorm building the bathrooms were shared between two rooms. Since no one was back in the adjoining room we had plenty of privacy so Troy joined me in the shower. We washed each other which got me so excited that I was sure I was going to cum on the spot. Somehow I maintained control long enough to get showered and in bed with Troy. I insisted he let me suck him first since I was on the verge. He lay on his back and I kissed my way down his muscular torso and over his rippling abs. I nuzzled my face in his still damp pubic bush before licking his hard cock.  I moved lower and kissed and sucked his warm soft ball sack. I nudged his thighs and he lifted his legs to give me access to go lower. I flicked my tongue over his taint and then down his ass crack. He moaned seductively when the tip of my tongue found his tight little pucker. I lavished his asshole with licks and kisses before moving back to his throbbing cock.

As I took him into my mouth I tasted his precum and felt his hands caress my head. His fingers tangled in my hair as he gently guided me down his shaft. I tried to remember all the things Scott had taught me two nights earlier. I pressed my tongue to his shaft and opened wide to keep my teeth from scrapping the skin on his cock. I was even able to relax enough to take a bit of him into my throat for a second without puking on him. As he was nearing climax he said that he liked cumming on my face. I released his cock from my mouth and began to jerk him off. I opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out as I continued to stroke his fat rod. Suddenly ribbons of cum spurted from his tiny slit. Some landed in my mouth and some on my face. When he stopped shooting I milked the last few drops out of his cock and licked him clean. 

I was surprised when he used his strong arms to pull me up to him. He kissed me and licked his cum from my face. He told me what hot lover I was and then asked me to fuck his mouth. He guided and instructed me into position. One leg was on either side of him with my knees in his arm pits. He told me to put both of my pillows under his head. I followed all of his instructions and began to slide my aching cock in and out of his mouth. Troy was able to take my entire cock into his mouth and throat. When I reached bottom he would slip his tongue out and touch my balls. It didn't take long for me to climax. My first spurt of cum went down his throat. The rest went on his face. As I started cumming I pulled my cock from his mouth and jerked off on his smiling face. When I finished I slid down and lay atop him licking my cum from his face. After a few minutes he rolled us over and pinned me down under his strong body. He kissed be deeply for several minutes.

"Mmmmmmm, you are one sweet little fuck. I wish I could stay and play more, but duty calls," He said and jumped up.

I laid there watching him get dressed. I liked the look in his eyes when he would glance over at my exposed naked body. When he finished dressing he fondled my balls for a second and gave me a quick kiss. Then he was gone.    

The spring semester flew by. It was basically an extended cornucopia of sexual delight interrupted only by academic and swim team requirements.  Somehow I managed to maintain my GPA and even won some swim races along the way. I quickly saw the wisdom Chrissy showed in realized we could never remain faithful to each other. I was glad she had released me to pursue others. And pursue I did. In addition to regular play sessions with Troy and Scott, both separately and together, I managed to expand my horizons with a number of other partners. Stacey and I remained fuck buddies though we saw less of each other as the semester progressed. I discovered the world of swim team groupies courtesy of Jay. 

We were at an away meet that required an overnight stay. The two of us were paired up as room mates. Both of us finished all of our swims during the first half of the meet. Even with cheering on our team mates waiting for hours for a meet to end is the most boring thing I have ever been forced to do. At one point Jay came over and tapped me on the shoulder indicating I should take a look in the stands.

"Place is full of cunt, man. Got to be some swimmer sluts in the bunch," He said like I might know what that meant.   

It turned out that having a steady in high school and living in a small town sheltered me more than I thought. When I asked what he was talking about he told me that there were chicks that were like rock star groupies who went for swimmers. 

"Bull shit, I ain't falling for this joke," I said figuring I was being set up.

"No joke man. Fuck I get laid after almost every away meet and some home ones too. Last month at Boyd College, fucking Steve and I had four of them in our room. I don't know what it is, maybe our nice smooth legs."

"Well fuck, how do we get them to notice us?" I asked.

"I am sure they noticed. These fucking Speedos show all, man."

I hadn't really looked but after he said something I noticed that his long cock was very obvious in swim suit. I had already slipped a pair of board shorts over mine. I was never very comfortable parading around with my stuff on display. 

"Come on let's take a walk by that group of pussy over there. Maybe if we head to the snack bar some will follow," He suggested.

I left the board shorts on and actually felt a little silly parading around with him all but naked. But I was horny and bored. Getting some chicks in our room later sounded like a great way to end the trip. I was pretty surprised when his ploy worked. By the time we got to the snack bar area we had five chicks clearly following us. 

Troy suddenly said to me, "Oh shit I forgot to tell coach something," and abruptly turned around. 

His move was very calculated and executed perfectly. Acting like he was in a hurry he turned on his heels and ran right into one of the girls that were following us.

"Oh wow, sorry, baby," He said in a way that sounded so cool Cary Grant would have been envious. 

I thought she might fuck him right there on the spot.

"I should be much more careful. I can't go mowing down pretty women like that."

She giggled as she said, "No, it was my fault I wasn't watching where I was going. I was too distracted by the swimmers."

"Well as long as you are ok. Ladies I am Jay and this is my buddy John. Would you care to join us for a drink?" He asked in that same sexy tone.

They jumped at the invitation and even bought our drinks. Within fifteen minutes we were invited to an after meet party. When we got to the place there were at least fifteen hot chicks including the five we had already met. There were only four other guys, two of our team mates and two swimmers from our opponent. The odds only got a little bit worse when four more guys showed up an hour later. But by then I had already gotten a blow job and was talking a second chick into coming to our room. First girl didn't even want anything in return except to take a picture of my cock with her Polaroid camera. Dumb slut was into collecting trophies. When I left with the second girl I saw the first one out in a car sucking another guy's cock. 

I had lost track of Jay which led to a big surprise. When I came back to our room with the girl I picked up he was already there with two girls. He told me the next day that he had planned to share them with me. We ended up sharing all three. At some points I didn't know whose mouth or pussy was on my cock. It was a great night of sex and I finally got to see Jay's dick hard. That was cool even though I didn't get to touch it. He wasn't really accurate about it not getting much longer. I was certain he grew a couple of inches to at least nine total.  He was definitely accurate about the thickness though. He had one skinny fucking dick. The girls definitely seemed to prefer my fatter cock in their cunts. However all three of them wanted to suck him and one wanted him to do her ass. 

I had a few other one night stands and also fucked Gary a few times. That started when he and I were alone in the sauna one day. It was right after swim practice and it seemed all of my teammates had to run to class. Since I didn't have any classes on that day I decided to stay and hit the sauna.  I was surprised when I found Gary there since there was no soccer practice that day. 

"Hey man, long time no see what is up?" I said casually as I slid onto the bench across from him. 

When I looked over and saw his condition I realized it was a dumb question. He didn't have a towel on and his cock was standing straight up fully erect. He had obviously been masturbating.  It was the first time I had seen Gary hard and was surprised by how much different his cock looked hard than soft. For one the scraggy piece of skin that hid his head had all but disappeared making his cock look more like what I was used to seeing. But even more noticeable was the growth. His cock must have at least tripled in size. I was no longer self conscious in front of certain guys looking at their cocks. To the gay and bi friends of Troy and Scott it was no secret that I was bi. 

"God, I get so fucking horny watching those hot swimmer friends of yours, John," Gary sighed as he went back to stroking his dick. 

"Man, you should be more careful. A couple of those guys are real gay bashers. You might get your ass kicked if they knew you were in here jerking off over them."

"Yeah but you like it, don't you? He said more than asked as he stood up and moved toward me.

I didn't know what to say. I felt my heart pounding in my chest. 

"I have wanted your nice thick meat in me since the day I met you. You are so fucking hot John," He continued.  

He was standing right in front in me. My breath caught in my throat. All I could think about was taking his long uncut cock in my mouth. I wondered what it would feel like to tease his foreskin with my tongue.  I knew that something was going to happen. 

"Please fuck me," He moaned as he slowly stroked his cock inches from my face.

"Not until after I have tasted you," I said and leaned forward. 

I took his cock head in my mouth and swirled my tongue over the exposed part of his glans. He gasped when I slipped my tongue under his foreskin and touched the rim of his flared mushroom. By that point I had had enough practice to take a cock deep and let it enter my throat. His was too long and fat to take all the way but I managed to get most of him in my mouth. I sucked him for awhile enjoying the taste of his precum until he pulled away. 

"John fuck me please. I want to cum while you fill my pussy!" He practically begged as he went and bent over the bench.

He spread his legs wide and pressed his palms against the bench. The posture he assumed caused his ass to raise up and spread open. 

"I don't have anything to lube you up with," I protested.

"There is some oil under the bench," He panted.

I looked under where he had been sitting before and found a small bottle of baby oil. Later he admitted that he had been waiting for me. It was his third try to get me alone. I squirted a large amount of the oil into his ass and dribbled some on my cock. When I touched his ass I felt how much he was shaking. 

"Oh god, yes I want you so bad!" he moaned when I rubbed my slippery cock in his ass crack. 

I really didn't know what to do. I had never even fucked a chick's ass at that point. 

"Oh fuck, please put it in me. I need you cock so badly, John."

I grabbed my dick and aimed the head at his glistening hole. I pushed forward and easily popped into him. He obviously knew how to relax his anus. As I pushed forward he pushed back and I was almost immediately ball deep in his rectum. 

"Oh yesssssssss, that's it baby. Fuck my pussy stud!" He cried out.

I grabbed his hips and began driving my cock in and out of him. Having no other experience to go on I just fucked him like I would a woman doggie style. Whatever I was doing it was working for him. He was moaning and panting like a bitch in heat. Every time I hit his special spot his rectal muscles contracted and squeezed my cock. I was glad saunas were nearly sound proof when he came. His scream echoed in the small room as his cock shot globs of white goo unto the bench. I ground my cock into him as his ass locked onto my dick. My fingers left red marks on his flesh I gripped him so hard when I exploded in his ass. We were both panting and sweating, sexually exhausted. I held onto him as my oozing cock shrunk inside his ass. He pushed back against me as if he didn't want to let me go. When finally I pulled away he turned around and sat on the bench.


They Are A-OK Ch. 02



"Jesus, baby, you made my knees weak!" he exclaimed.

I didn't feel very steady myself. 

"Wow, that was amazing, Gary. I hope you don't mind if I fuck and run though. I need to go shower, I have an appointment with a prof soon," I lied.

He wasn't someone I wanted to cuddle up with after sex. Knowing he was gay instead of bi made it seemed different somehow. I didn't want him to get the idea that we were going to be boyfriends or something.  

"No problem man. Damn I sure hope you are going to fuck me again though. Fuck you are hot! I am just going to lie here until my legs start working again," He said with a big grin.

The most surprising new sexual encounter that spring was with Dom Evans. It was just over a week before spring break. I was a bit down. As money was tight instead of going off on an adventure like most of my friends, I was going to be spending the break at home. I probably wouldn't have minded if Chrissy and I were still together.  But there wasn't even a chance of a vacation fuck to look forward to. Nine days with mom and dad and no sex was not exactly going to be a fun break. 

I ran into Dom in the dinning hall. We were both alone so we ended up eating together. We talked about the upcoming break which it seemed neither of us were exactly thrilled over. His disappointment was very different from mine. He had a cruise all booked and paid for but at the last minute his planned date changed her mind. It seemed this girl back home that he had a sort of fuck buddy relationship with had suddenly fallen in love with some guy at her college. So she was spending the week with her new boyfriend instead of going to sea to fuck Dom. I still thought my situation was worse but Dom was pretty bummed. After eating we took a walk out behind the old gym and shared a joint. I don't know if it was just primo pot or it was laced with something else but I got really fucked up. I didn't know if Dom was as stoned as I was but he was clearly feeling good.

"You know what man, you are one hot dude," He said in a dreamy voice.

Then he leaned over and pressed his lips to mine. The next thing I know we are making out like a couple of teenagers after prom. It was obvious where things were heading.

"Shit, man we can't do this here," I said after awhile.

Considering how stoned I was and how much I wanted him I don't know how I got the sense to say anything. Fortunately he agreed that we needed more privacy. He grabbed my hand and told me to come with him. He led me to one of the athletic department equipment sheds. I didn't ask how he knew that particular shed had a broken lock or why there happened to be a couple of old tumbling mats piled by the back wall. Even if I had wanted to ask a question it would have been difficult with our lips locked and our tongues doing battle. 

We practically tore each other's clothes off and fell onto the mats. In the pitch black all we had to guide us was touch. Our hands and mouths explored each other's bodies. We soon settled into a sixty-nine position taking turns sucking and licking each other. I came first and then pounced on him. I guess the pot had really relaxed me. He was my first down to the nub deep throat. I took every bit of his thick cock into my mouth and throat. I was able to hold him deep with my chin nestled in his pubic bush and my nose pressed to his balls. I bobbed up and down on his hot cock until he fed me his oddly sweet cum. I had heard that cum tasted different but up until that point every guy's cum I had tasted was pretty much the same, thick, musky and salty. His was all that but with a touch of sweetness. After I had swallowed every drop he had I swung around and laid my head on his chest.   "Fuck, John, you are even hotter than Troy said," Dom gasped still catching his breath.

I impulsively slipped my tongue out and licked his hard little nipple. He moaned seductively, encouraging me to put my lips on his little tit. I slid my hand down his body and began to fondle his warm balls as I sucked on his muscular chest.

"Oh god, that feels fucking amazing!" He moaned.

He was hard again and I wanted more of his sweet cum. I kissed my way down his body. I followed the trail of hair that ran down the middle of his abdomen past his belly button and into his soft curly pubic hair. I took his cock in my mouth and began to suck his still very sensitive organ like a man possessed. He squirmed around as I took him deep while sucking hard. One finger wandered behind his balls and into his hairy ass crack. His moaning encouraged me to keep going. My finger found his puckered opening. When I pressed my fingertip into him he pushed his ass down. Soon I was finger fucking his ass while deep throating his hot cock. It didn't take long before I was rewarded with another load of his sweet creamy cum. 

This time he turned around to come to me and panted, "Fuck me, please."

In addition to having sweet tasting cum, Dom turned out to have a great ass for fucking. He got on his knees and I began to lick his hole. I used my tongue to push saliva into him. His rim softened and I pushed first one than two fingers into his willing ass. He moaned that he was ready and I got on my knees behind him. In the darkness I had only touch to guide my cock to its target. When I rubbed my precum oozing cock head on his hole he pushed his ass back and suddenly I was inside him. Even without lube he took me deep with relative ease. It felt so good having my cock buried inside his tight quivering ass that I just stayed still. He used his rectal muscle to massage my throbbing cock and wiggled his ass as he pushed back. He was fucking me and it felt amazing. His moaning told me it felt good to him also.     "Don't move you are right on it," He gasped.

I knew that my cock must have been pressed against his prostate. I ground myself into him harder as he continued to wiggle against me. The sensation was driving me wild and I knew it wouldn't be long before I came in his ass. 

"Oh god, Dom, I am fucking....." I cried out.

"Yessssssssss give me that cum!" He responded.

The flash of light in my head made it seem that lightening had struck the shed. My heart was pounding. I felt as if I couldn't breath. My ears were ringing, my toes curled, my nipples were like tiny beads of steel. My entire body was involved in the orgasm as my cock shot what was left of my semen into Dom's bowels. I was too into my own pleasure to know that he had cum too. Having just cum twice in my mouth it was a nearly dry orgasm for him. He told me later as we lay together that he often had orgasm like that with little or no ejaculate. Since his cock quickly recovered and got hard again after orgasms it let him have long nights of sex with many orgasms. 

Much later as we were fumbling around in the dark tiring to find our clothes he said, "Hey, I have an idea."

"What's that? Is it a good way to find clothes when I can't fucking see my hand in front of my face?"

"Well no, but I think we are going to have to take our chances and open the door or we will be crawling around bare-assed for a long time. But my idea is much better than that. You should come on the cruise with me!" He said excitedly.

"Fuck that would be great. But I can't afford to do that," I said sadly.

"It is already paid for. It won't cost you anything. Well not much. You might want to buy a souvenir or something."

"I can't let you spend that kind of money on me."

"Look I am not trying to make you a whore or something. I can't get the money back. I spent it on that dumb bitch and she is fucking me over. You would be helping me not to waste the money. Besides, a whole fucking week with you will be hot as shit. I had more fun with you tonight than I have had with her in a long time. Come on what do you say?"

"Well shit, yes in that case. Fuck you are an amazing sex partner. But I got to make sure of something, Dom. This is just a friendly sex thing right?"

"Oh fuck yes. I don't do that romance shit. That is one reason I have more sex with guys than chicks. Fucking bitches get the wrong idea too often."

Then he suddenly tackled me, pinned me to the ground and kissed me hard.  

"Guys can do this shit and just be friends."

The cruise was great. We actually ended up meeting a couple of hot older women. Four days of nearly constant sex with Dom at sea was followed by two nights in bed with a thirty-something woman who sucked and fucked my dick until it was limp. Dom didn't find out until we were about to disembark that his cruise bedmate was 45 and married.   

The rest of the semester was definitely anticlimactic. I had added Dom to my rotating group of sex partners. However, since Scott was generally too busy with school work or some frat nonsense to spend time with me, I didn't get over taxed.  The A-OK hazing ritual was a semester plus long ordeal that took a lot of the pledges time. Scott insisted he was enjoying every minute of what I imaged was some juvenile torture.  But since the whole thing was a big secret I had no real knowledge to go on. As finals loamed, I had to avoid the sauna. It seemed like Gary had it staked out after every swim practice.



They Are A-OK Ch. 03



Summer came and brought new interesting experiences. I had figured the summer would be a big bore.  I had no girlfriend or any prospects for pussy at home. I couldn't imagine seducing any of the guys I knew in my town. Even if I thought there was a possibility, I would have been too worried about being labeled a queer to even try.  Since I had to work all summer to save up spending money I wasn't going to have time to travel and see a friend from school for a cock break.  I actually wondered if my right bicep would become noticeably larger from so much jerking off. But there were a few surprises to come my way.

The first was a call from Chrissy a week or so after I got home. She wanted to see me. I agreed to come over to her house. It turned out her parents were away. We ended up fucking for old time sake. The absence of first love and inexperience seemed to increase the raw pleasure but I think we both felt something was lost. Still we decided to be friends with benefits at least for the summer. During that summer we went to the movies or bowling or things like that occasionally and fucked once a week or so. It was comfortable and easy. 

The next surprises were separate visits from Troy, Scott and Dom. They each spent a few nights at my house while traveling around the country. Since we had no guest room that meant they shared my room and my double bed. Each visit was an exciting fuck fest. The danger of my parents catching me having sex with a guy somehow enhanced the experience. 

Another surprise came in the form of a five-foot-five, blue-eyed, auburn haired, curvy, package of dynamite named Donna Stillman. I had known Donna since the fourth grade when her family moved to town. We hadn't been much more than classmates. But in a town our size that meant we were friends. One day she came into the place I was working and struck up a conversation. 

"So Johnny, I heard Chrissy broke up with you," She said in a coy way.

"Yeah it was time for us to move on. But we are still friends."

"You know I was always jealous of her."

"Huh, why?"

"Because she had the best guy in town for a boyfriend." I was surprised and would have been embarrassed six months earlier over Donna's announcement. However, at that point all I saw was an opportunity to get some hot pussy.

"I never knew you gave me a second thought. You were so ga-ga over Tim," I replied while flashing my best school boy smile.

"I would've dropped that jerk in a minute if you weren't all puppy eyed over Chrissy. Since you don't seem to be any more, do you wanna go out sometime?"

I definitely wanted to go out and a lot more with Donna. But I didn't want to give her the wrong idea. I was already fucking Chrissy again at that point and didn't want a relationship. So I concocted a little lie.

"Wow yes, I would love to go out with you," I said, "But I got to be honest. I have a sort of girl friend at college. We aren't going steady or exclusive but it wouldn't be fair to you to think I was ready to start up a relationship."

"Damn, I knew you were a good guy. Most guys would've gotten what they could and told me that at the end of the summer," She said in sweet voice that almost made me wish I was in the market for a relationship.

"I just think it is important to be honest. We are friends I wouldn't want to lead you on."

"Well how do you feel about a summer fling?"

I was flabbergasted at the question. My lack of a quick answer must have made her nervous.

"I promise no strings," She added. "I just really like you, John. I always thought you were hot. I figured when I decided to come see you that I couldn't hope for more than a little fun over the summer. You know I am going away to college this fall too."

"Well yeah I would love to spend some time with you. I think you are pretty hot too."

"By the way, I don't want you to think I am a slut or anything, but I won't be playing hard to get. I have never been so forward with a guy before. It is just something bout you."

She wasn't lying about not playing hard to get. We fucked the night of our second date a week later. All of a sudden I was rotating two chicks. But the biggest surprise came in the middle of the summer. My best buddy since birth shared his adventures with me.

Doug Thompson was a month younger than me. His family had lived across the street from mine for about tens years before we were born. Our parents were friends and we naturally became close at an early age. We were together through school, little league, Scouts, back yard campouts, high school sports team and everything else in between. It seemed over the years we had shared everything. We talked to each other about everything from what it was like to put our tongue in a girl's mouth the first time to the details of losing our virginity. It had been almost as tough separating from him as it was from Chrissy when it was time to leave for college. 

That summer he had been away doing some special internship program at the state capital.  There was no doubt that Doug was going to be a lawyer and eventually go into politics. The day he got back in town he came running into the place where I worked. He was all excited and asked me if I was free that evening. I cancelled my date with Donna that night to make time for my excited friend. He didn't want to do anything special. He just wanted to hang out and talk. It was a talk unlike any we had ever had. We were in his family's basement rec room. It had always been our hangout. He was an only child and his parents almost never came down there. At first we were just talking old times and BS. After awhile I could see he had something gnawing at him. 

"John, I got something I want to talk about; some stuff that happened while I was away. You are the only guy I know I can talk about stuff with but this is kind of different," He finally said hesitantly.

"Doug, you know that we can talk about anything."

"Yeah, but I don't want you to think I am weird or something."

That made me very curious. I knew at that point I could imagine much weirder things then he would ever think of doing.

"Shit nothing would make me think you were weird. You're my best buddy. What the fuck is going on?"

"Well um have you ever thought about touching another guy?" He asked hesitantly.

I thought I knew what he meant. I wanted to be honest with him. Clearly he was having a difficult time with something. However, I wasn't sure he was ready for the whole truth.

"Um, I am not sure what you mean, Doug," I replied trying my best to seem confused.

"I mean like sexually."

"Oh, well sure I have thought of it. I bet all guys do. Why you have a dream or something?"

"Well I have had dreams like that I guess, but that isn't why I asked."

"Ok, so what are we talking about then?"

"Well while I was away I had a room mate. He and I kind of did some stuff."

His cheeks were flushed. I could tell he was struggling to tell me some deep secret. I was all but positive it involved some sort of sexual contact with his roommate. I figured if I didn't say something to ease his mind we would be there forever before he told me the details. I was sure that he wanted to discuss gay sex. 

"If you are talking about what I think, then it's cool. I did a little fooling around as my friend at school calls it while I was away at college." 

"Wow really you mean you touched another guy's cock?" He asked excited. 

"Yes, so what happened with you and this guy?"

"Well at first it was just he was more open then I am used to. My roommate at college is very modest I guess. I kind of followed suit. So we don't really see each other naked; at least not more than a quick glance. But this guy, Bruce that I was sharing a room with wasn't at all modest. First night he comes out of the shower without a towel or anything. It is kind of hard not to look when he is walking around naked. Then he tells me he usually sleeps in the nude and asks if I mind. What the hell was I going to say?" 

"I hope you aren't worried because you took a good look at a naked guy."

"No, well not anymore. Maybe that first night I was a little concerned about acting queer.  But then the next morning I woke up early. Bruce was lying on his back uncovered and his cock was at full mast.  As I was laying there looking at his body and his hard cock I got hard. I ran off to the bathroom before he woke up and jacked-off in the shower while thinking about him and his cock. He was awake when I came back, still naked but no longer hard. He didn't bother to cover up and I was pretty sure he checked me out when I tossed my towel a side and was hunting a pair of boxers. I was relieved when he went to the shower."

"So is that what has you concerned?" I asked when he paused.

"Well at the time I was way more than concerned. But it was what happened two days later that is really wild. We had a recreational outing as they call them in the program that evening. They took the whole group, guys and girls to this place where they have a big arcade and shit. Anyway, when we got back to the room, Bruce starts talking about this chick with big tits and how much he wanted to fuck her. After about twenty minutes of talking about sex he suddenly announces that he is horny as shit. He tells me that he doesn't feel like hiding in the bathroom to whack-off and asks me if I want to do it with him as he starts to take off his clothes. Well I was already hard from the talk and as soon as I saw his long hard cock appear I figured why not. So I stripped off my clothes and we stood there playing around with our cocks and balls. Neither of us disguised that we were looking at the other. After a few minutes he says that it would be more fun if we did each other and walks right over to me. Next thing I know he is stroking my cock and I really wanted to touch him. We ended up sitting on my bed jacking each other off. So what'd you think?"

"I think that is cool. Did you like it?"

"Fuck yes. I felt great!"

"Was it just you cumming that felt good or did you like making him cum?"

"I liked both."

"Cool, so do I."

"Wow really. God I am glad."

"So was that all you did, just that one night?"

He told me that they had sex every night for a week before it progressed to oral and rubbing together. I was so hot by that point that I wrapped him up in my arms and kissed him. It was a deep long sloppy kiss. 

"Wow, I am glad I saved that for you!" He exclaimed.

He told me that he and Bruce had not kissed. Since he hadn't mentioned anal, I assumed that hadn't happened either. I was ok with that since I was much more of an oral guy. I reached between his legs and felt his had cock through his pants. 

"Oh god, John," He sighed, "Ever since Bruce introduced me to gay sex I have been thinking about being naked with you. I am so glad you don't think I am queer and hate me."

In response I just stood up and started taking my clothes off. He watched until I was standing in front of him completely naked.  My cock was fully erect and only about a foot from his face. He reached out and began to gently fondle my ball sack while slowly stroking my rod. A few minutes later he slid his hand around to my ass and nudged me forward. He took me into his mouth and sucked me deep into his mouth. He was definitely a fast learner or Bruce was a really great teacher. His used his tongue like an expert as he slid his lips up and down my throbbing meat. The combination of his great sucking and deft fondling of my sack had me on the verge in minutes. He swallowed every drop and looked up at me with a big smile. 

I pulled him to his feet and kissed him as I began to undo his pants. As soon as I had him naked I got on my knees and began licking his hot cock. He ran his fingers through my hair and moaned as I sucked his heavy ball sack. His cock wasn't in my mouth more than two minutes when he shot what seemed like a quart of cum down my throat. It was like a garden hose had unleashed a river of salty goo.  When he was done, I licked my lips and stood up. He pulled me onto the sofa with him. 

"Wow that was unbelievable!" He said as we held each other. 

"Yeah," Was all I managed to say.

That was the first of countless times that I had sex with my lifelong best friend. Even though we live in different cities now, we still get together at least twice a year. I can't imagine ever giving up sex with Doug. 

That summer had been a surprise. I knew I was going to be very busy working all I could. But I had not imagined I would have such an active sex life. I had thought I would be anxious to get back to school and my fuck buddies. When the time came I was sorry to see the summer end. Athletes had to report two weeks before the rest of the students. I was very out of shape having not made it to pool as often as I should have. With a more than full-time job and three fuck buddies I did not have much time for going to the pool.  

My bus was late, which in turn caused me to be late for the first swim team practice. It wouldn't have been so bad except that our new coach was a bigger ball buster than the soccer coach. Michael Stevens was 45 and had spent twenty years as an assistant swim coach at various small colleges. At first while pursuing his own swim career and after because swimming was the only thing he knew.  He was a bastard and the way he treated the team was rumored to be why he had never before been offered a head coaching spot even though his mechanics were brilliant.  He got lucky when our coach was offered the top spot at a major university. My school needed someone quick so they turned to ball buster Stevens. 

I learned not to be late to practice. After making me stay in the pool swimming laps for over an hour after the rest of the team I was ordered to his office. I wasn't even given a minute to get my board shorts on. I hated walking around with a Speedo on, but I had no choice. He made me go immediately to the athletic office area adjacent to the gym and pool in just my skimpy Speedo. He didn't even let me take my towel. Since it was August and very hot out the air conditioners were blasting in the offices. The cold air had a very unwelcome effect on my chest. My nipples went rock hard.  

He sat behind the desk and had me stand in what felt a very odd way. My legs were spread slightly and my hands were locked behind my back as he instructed. I couldn't afford to get kicked off the team and lose my scholarship so I was in no position to object. I figured what ever he wanted he was going to get. I knew that there were forms in his desk that amounted to my ticket home. The way he looked at me as I waited for the expected berating made me wonder if he might want my body. Had he not been such a bastard I might have happily given into an advance even if he didn't control my scholarship. He was good looking and still very fit. I had seen him in the pool and knew that he filled out a Speedo very well. 

"Mr. Campanelli, playtime is over. My team will have rules and they will be enforced.  You are a fairly decent swimmer and I am sure with my guidance you could win us some races. But an undisciplined swimmer is not an asset to the team and not worth my trouble. Do you understand what I am saying?" He barked in way that made me sure he was enjoying his day more now that he had a student to abuse.

"Sir, I understand it is important to be on time and follow all of the team rules. But this one time I was detained by late transportation. I am really sorry."

"I didn't ask for any fucking excuses John. I expect my swimmers to take responsibility for their own short comings. I would think better planning would have been for you to get here yesterday. Now the question is what sort of punishment would drive home the point."

"Sir, I do understand and I am sorry. I am ready to accept any punishment you feel is appropriate."

I knew I had no choice but to accept. I was just hoping that if I was a little contrite he might relax. I was actually getting fearful of how he might decide to punish me. For all I knew the guy was a perverted lunatic that enjoyed forcing his students to do weird sexual acts. 

"I know fucking good and well that you will certainly take your punishment since I can boot your ass off the team, yank your god damn scholarship and send you back to whatever piss-ant little town you came from!"

I was completely stunned by his tone and his words. Whatever he wanted including putting his fist up my ass I was ready to take.  

"To start with I think a couple of hours doing laps on the track will give you time to think about discipline and following rules," He said to my relief.

I hadn't really wanted to become the coach's bitch to keep my scholarship. Since it no longer seemed that was his aim I relaxed.

"Yes, sir. Shall I go change and hit the track now then?" I asked hopefully.

"Except for shoes there will be no need to change. You are to run dressed as you are," He said sternly.   

I wanted to protest, but for all I knew he might make me run in my jock if I did. In all my years in swimming I had met very few guys that liked parading around in a Speedo. I was sure the coach liked the idea of embarrassment being added to the ordeal of a long run. 

"Yes, sir, how long shall I run?"

"Until I come out and tell you it is enough!" He barked. "Oh and be at the pool an hour early tomorrow to begin the rest of your punishment."

I headed to the locker room to get my running shoes. Thankfully, it was empty so I didn't have to explain why I was going outside attired in running shoes and a swatch of spandex. It was a warm day so I didn't so much mind being outside while nearly naked. I figured as long as no one saw me it would be a good way to work on my tan. Unfortunately the practice track was located in full view of several ball fields. The men's and women's soccer teams as well as the men's lacrosse and women's field hockey teams were in the middle of practice. I endured the whistles and catcalls of chicks in shin pads for almost an hour before the women's coaches sent their teams to the showers. About twenty minutes later a couple of my pals from the men's soccer team joined me for a few laps.

"What the fuck?" Troy asked.

"Yeah man, you fucking out here using that bulge to fish for jockette cunt? Fuck your body is hot as shit but those athletic bitches ain't going to appreciate it the way we do," Dom added.

"I'm not trying to catch shit, guys. I got in late and the new coach is ball busting bastard. I guess I am lucky he let me wear anything at all," I managed to say between pants.

"Now that would have been a fucking sight!" Troy exclaimed.

"One I would like to see," Dom said with a huge grin, "How long you stuck out here? Maybe the three of us could get together later for a reunion fuck."

"Don't know. Mother-fucker told me he would come out when he decided I had had enough."

"Fuck he sounds worse than our coach," Troy said. "We are going to hit the showers and get something to eat. Look for us in the rec center later."

Just as I was about to agree, Coach Stevens yelled, "What the fuck are you two doing? I don't recall Mr. Campanelli needing an escort and it is too early to be making dates for homecoming."

The look in Dom's eyes made me think that he wanted to kill the bastard. I was pretty sure that he could do the job too. 

"Just asking our friend what was going on. Sir," Troy said contritely.

"Well move on before I report you to your coach for interfering in swim team business. I am sure he would be happy to help you understand the error of your ways."

Dom and Troy quickly jogged off toward the locker room. 

"You really are one dumb fuck! Did you think that I put you out here to BS with your buddies?"

"Sir, they just stopped by to razz me about running around in my Speedo," I said hoping he would enjoy my embarrassment.




They Are A-OK Ch. 03



"Awwww did they call you names?" He asked mockingly as he ran along side me.

"They said something about me looking like a fag, sir," I lied.

He laughed and said, "Hit the showers, dick weed and don't forget an hour early tomorrow."

"Yes, sir!" I said and ran toward the locker room.

Of course the whole soccer team was still in there. The razzing I got added to my already bad day. I took my time so that I didn't get to the shower room until they were all done showering and most were gone. I figured I would get towel snapped by the whole team otherwise. My timing wasn't that great though. Just as I began soaping up I was joined by several lacrosse players.  

"Hey swim boy! I knew you would use that tight Speedo as cunt bait someday," One of the guys said receiving appreciative laughter from his team mates.

I turned to see it was my classmate with the big cock that had been the first one I encountered on my day of discovery. At the time I had assumed he was on the soccer team. Turned out he was one of our best lacrosse players. The day I ran into him the previous fall he had been doing some extra practice.

"Hey, Kyle. Long time no see. What's up?" I asked while doing my best not to stare at his king-sized equipment.

"Oh just some kid running around nearly naked distracting everyone from practicing. What the hell was up with that?"

"Yeah, fuck man, you lucky those chicks with the sticks didn't beat you up for parading the bulge around," One of Kyle's companions chimed in.

"Sure as hell wasn't my idea. Our new coach has some funny ideas about discipline," I explained as the lacrosse players began to soap up.  

"Fucker made you do laps in your trunks?" Another of the quartet asked.

"Man I would have refused that shit," Kyle said.

"Fuck he has me by the balls. He can yank my scholarship. I would have run it in my jock."

All four of them laughed at my apparent joke.

One of the guys that I was sure was checking me out said, "Wow that would have been some sight!"

He was fairly good looking and I might have pursued the obvious flirting if not for having three other guys in the room. Even though none of them seemed to take negative notice of their buddy's flirting I wasn't about to be that public with my sexuality. Still I did check out the guys fit body and undersized genitals. Standing next to Kyle and his monster package the guy looked even smaller. Having the smallest dick in the room didn't seem to bother him however. Since I had a head start I finished showering first. I headed out to avoid explaining my run to any more lacrosse guys.

As I was drying off Kyle called to me, "Hey, John we should get together to catch up some time soon."

I was pretty sure that I saw a little wink when I looked up. I was positive I wanted to see his meat hard. I figured it was worth a shot to see if he was into guy play. 

"Sounds good, how about tomorrow after practice?" I called back.

He gave me a thumbs up and I headed to my locker. As I got dressed I wondered if I had just made a date with a guy I had just showered with while three other guys watched.  I realized that I had changed more than I knew in just a year. But I had little time to contemplate those thoughts. I wanted to catch up with Troy and Dom before they started without me. Even though Troy and Dom had both visited over the summer it had been awhile since I had seen them and I had never been with them both at the same time. I was pretty excited about seeing what happened.

As it turned out they weren't hard to find. They were still in the dinning hall. They waited while I got my food and we talked as I ate. Since the place was nearly empty there was no danger we would be overheard. I decided to ask them if they knew my friend with the big cock.

"Hey you guys know a junior name Kyle Phelps?"

"Yeah, he is AOK. Pledged last spring," Troy said.

"Hmmm you hunting for some big cock there buddy," Dom added with his wicked sexy grin.

"Fuck, I wasn't hunting. But I did get some signals from him so I was wondering if you guys knew anything about him."

"You mean like he is bi and a hot bottom," Dom answered.

Troy smiled and shook his head.

"Bottom only," I thought aloud. 

"He would probably make an exception and fuck your cute ass, but you wouldn't be able to sit for a week after having your butt split by that log," Troy said laughing. 

"I wasn't thinking of that. Christ no way I want that fucking monster dick to be my first. But I wouldn't mind licking that cock to see how big it could get."

"I am sure he would love that," Dom said with a twinkle in his eye. "Christ I am even hornier then I was after practice. You guys want to go to my room and see what pops up?"

We weren't in Dom's room five minutes before we were naked. I was having a great time with my two sexy friends just rolling around on the carpet, each of us taking turns sucking and fondling the others.  After about a half hour or so, Dom pulled me into a tight hug and gave me a deep hard kiss.

"Hey was that for real when you said Kyle would be your first if he fucked you?" He asked as he pulled his lips away from my face. 

"Yeah nothing been in my ass but tongues and a finger tip," I said softly.

"Well shit I knew you were mostly a top, but aren't you curious to try the other side?"

"I guess. I have thought about it, I dunno."

"I think you should let Troy and I have your cherry tonight," He said in a husky voice as he gently squeezed my throbbing cock. "What do you think Troy?"

"I hadn't thought about it. You know me I have an oral fixation," Troy said with a big grin as he moved to my other side. "But I do believe everyone should try things."

I was feeling a little uncomfortable as my two friends sandwich me between their naked bodies. I was also more than a little curious.

"Guys, I am not sure about this," I said hesitantly as I reached down and took a cock in each hand.

"I dunno the way you are pulling on my dick tells me you want something. You know we will be gentle," Dom said.

"And we will stop any time you say," Troy added.

"I know I couldn't have a better first time than with you guys. But two of you?"

"I bet after the first one you will beg for a second. But we can start with you sucking one of us while the other fucks you," Troy suggested.

That convinced me. The idea of drinking Dom's sweet cum while Troy popped my cherry was very exciting. I got on my hands and knees and started working on Dom's cock while Troy licked my asshole. My moans caused my lips to vibrate on Dom's hot cock. That in turn caused his cock to jerk in my mouth. The next thing I felt was a lubricated finger sliding in and out of my ass. That was the first time anyone had ever put their entire finger inside me. I was amazed that instead of pain I was feeling pleasure. When he added a seconded finger I let go of Dom's cock to tell him how good it felt.

"I think he is ready," Dom said with a big smile.

Dom bent down and kissed me as Troy began rubbing his slippery cock head on my tight hole.

"Just relax and don't forget to breath, John," Dom said as he looked into my eyes.

Dom slid his hands down my chest and began pinching my nipples. Later he told me it was sometimes easier to have a distraction when first penetrated. I felt my anus stretch as Troy pushed his cock inside me. He went slow and easy but I still felt the burn of having my virgin ass filled for the first time.

"Oh god!" I gasped as he continued to pushing his meat into me.

Troy stopped and asked, "Are you ok?"

"Yes, I think. Don't stop, it hurts but also feels good. I want you to fuck me!" I managed to stammer.

Dom released my nipples and put his cock back in my face as Troy continued pushing his cock into my ass. I was grateful for the distraction of sucking cock. I devoured Dom's dick, taking him all the way. I felt Troy caressing my back. He told me that he was all the way in. I fought to relax my natural instinct to bear down and push him out. In another minute he slowly pulled back. I was happy for the fullness when he pushed his cock back into me. He must have known that I was ready. He began slowly sliding his hard cock in and out of me. Pain soon vanished. Each time he pushed his cock into me I received a new jolt of pleasure. Troy gripped my hips and began to increase the pace.  I could no longer concentrate on sucking Dom's cock. He was left rubbing his spit covered precum oozing cock on my face as he watched Troy fuck me. 

I couldn't believe how much I wanted to feel Troy cum in my ass. I pushed back and concentrated to make my rectum squeeze his invading cock each time he hit bottom. I cried out when Troy began to grind into me. He had found the perfect spot. The intense sensations caused me to buck slightly.

"Oh fuck," Troy gasped as his cock erupted deep inside me.

He humped me until his cock was too soft to push into my ass. Dom asked if I wanted more. I was panting too hard to speak. I just nodded. Troy sat on the floor watching as Dom took his place and mounted me. My loose stretched anus offered little resistance. Dom slid the full length of his fat cock into my cum lubricated rectum. I looked back over my shoulder at the tall sexy man whose thick meat was buried in my ass.

"Oh god yes fuck me," I moaned.

Dom smiled and began to ride my ass harder. His style was completely different from Troy's. Dom just pulled back and slammed his cock into me over and over.  After a few minutes Troy came over next to me and began to stroke my cock. A few minutes later I shot my load all over Dom's rug.

"Jesus Christ, fuck!" Dom yelled when my rectum clamped onto his dick. He stopped humping me unable to pull back. 

As my orgasm subsided I was able to relax enough to allow me to push back. Dom started humping me again. I was sweating and nearly exhausted at that point. Even though I wanted Dom to cum in my ass, I really wanted the fucking to end. My arms gave way and I laid my head down. It seemed like Dom was thrusting harder and going deeper. Pleasure began to give way to discomfort. I knew if he didn't finish soon I was going to have to push him off me. I was thrilled when I finally felt his body tense and his cock erupted inside me.

I was glad that I had tried it and knew it would likely happen again sometime. But I also knew that it would never be a regular thing for me.  The initial pain and the somewhat unpleasant after effects overshadowed the pleasure for me. After a trip to the toilet for me and a little cock washing for them the three of us hung out for awhile talking. I felt amazingly comfortable hanging out with them naked. We ended the evening with a triangular blow job. I sucked Dom while he sucked Troy who was sucking me.  



They Are A-OK Ch. 04



The next day I was poolside five minutes ahead of time. I think the coach would have preferred it if I had been late. He seemed to be looking for a reason to increase the punishment. The look in his eyes worried me. I got the same feeling I had had in his office the day before. Even if I had been willing my ass couldn't have taken a fucking that morning. I was pretty sore from having my cherry popped by my buddies. The team had always found the way Stevens looked at us when he was an assistant creepy. Some of the more vocally anti-gay guys expressed their displeasure with being ogled by coach fag. I was pretty sure that talk was over now that Stevens was the head coach. 

"Well I see you managed to learn to tell time, John. Very good," He snarled at me as he continued to look over my nearly naked body.

"Thank you, Sir," I said as calmly as I could.

The coach didn't say anything. He just kept looking me over. I was feeling increasingly uncomfortable and finally made the mistake of opening my mouth. 

"Sir, is there something you want from me?" I asked in a tone that was a bit too cocky.

"What I want is for you to keep your wise ass mouth shut. However, now I have two concerns," He said as he reached down and ran his hand over the outside of my thigh. "The first thing I was concerned about was why you don't keep this fucking hair off your legs. In addition, I now have to wonder what you were just suggesting I might want from you."

"Sir, I only shave for meets. My old coach thought that was a good thing because that way we practiced with the resistance of the hair. Made us stronger he said," I replied nervously.

He just glared at me. I knew I had pissed him off or at least he wanted me to think he was pissed off. Either way I was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. I also had no idea how to respond to his second concern. I had imagined he wanted sex from me. But I couldn't say that. If I was wrong it would infuriate him. If I was right it might give him leave to demand it of me. 

"As to what you might have wanted, I truly had no thoughts. It just seemed that maybe you wanted something," I finally said in what I felt was a rather unconvincing manner. 

"I do not care what your old coach thought. If you want to stay on my team you will remove all hair not covered by your trunks," He said sternly and then grabbed the waistband of my Speedo and snapped it against my waist. "I do not think you are being candid about my second concern. However, what I want is for you to get in the fucking pool and swim at sprint speed until your teammates arrive for practice."

He slapped my ass so hard it caused me to lose my balance and fall into the pool. In the process I scrapped my shin, but I didn't dare complain. He knew as well as I did that I could not do laps at sprint pace for forty-five minutes. He probably also knew as well as I did that I would die trying rather than refuse. Without a word I took off at full speed toward the far end of the pool. He was still standing there when I came back and made my turn. I was somewhat relieved that he was there. I needed a lifeguard in case I ended up in trouble.

I do not know how much time passed or how many laps I had swum when my legs started cramping up. But I do remember swimming through the pain. I had always been a short distance specialist. I never did well when I competed long distance because I didn't have a kick in the end. That day I attempted to swim a hundred meter pace for 5000 meters. As my legs became sorer I seemed to forget how to breathe. My chest began to pound and my lungs were on fire. Every muscle in my body ached. Somewhere in the middle of the pool I suddenly convulsed. If the coach hadn't been diligently watching me I would have died. 

I awoke with his lips on mine blowing life back into my body. In the dreamlike state of returning to consciousness I saw a far different picture in my mind. That mental image was made worse by the fact that several of my teammates were standing around watching the coach give me artificial respiration. I heard my friend Jay asking what had happened. As I came to it was obvious that the coach was concerned. I figured it was more about getting in trouble for pushing me to the point of near drowning than my welfare. 

"I was getting in some early laps alone before practice. I guess I over did it? Seems coach saved my ass," I said weakly.

The coach smiled at me before turning toward the team.

"Jacobs, lead the guys in warm ups while I see that John gets to the infirmary to be checked out," The coach said as he helped me to me feet.

I was pretty shaky and I had to hold on to him as we walked to the locker room. Once we got to my locker he helped me to the bench and sat beside me.

"Why did you let me off the hook, John?" He asked in an odd tone.

I don't know what you mean sir," I replied innocently, knowing that I now had something on him.

"You damn well do know what I mean, kid! I just need to know what your play is going to be."

"No play. But maybe we can come to an understanding."

"What did you have in mind, John," He said contritely and laid his hand on my thigh. 

I realized in the space of a little more than an hour our relative roles had reversed. I also was feeling a bit more excitement than I liked over his touching my thigh.

"Not that," I said as I gently pushed his hand off my thigh, "I am not that kind of guy."

"I wasn't implying you were any kind of guy. I hope I didn't offend you. But damn fuck I hate this. I need this job. If you wanted it I would do it. If you are straight..." His voice trailed off. I actually felt sorry for him.

"Not really what I meant. I am bi and you are a pretty hot guy. But I am not the kind of guy that would use something I had on a guy to force him to do stuff like that. Fuck, Mike, if you weren't such a bastard I bet a lot of the guys on the team would be trying to get in your bed."

I wasn't sure if it was my use of his name or the subject but he looked totally stunned.

"Anyway," I continued, "Here is the deal how about you just dial it down some with the team? No one has to know what happened in the pool or here in the locker room either." 

"Thank you, John. But I still don't get it. Why you being such a good guy when I was riding you so hard?"

"I figure you were just doing your job the only way you know how. I disagree with your methods but not your motivation."

"Well I will try to ease off. But I still want you to get this hair off," He said as he put his hand back on my thigh and began to rub me gently. 

"I told you that wasn't necessary."

"What if I wanted to do something? John I am gay. As I am sure you can imagine I don't get many opportunities for sex with hot guys like you."

"Mike, I really don't feel well. Shit........"

I will never know if it was his proposition or the after effects of near drowning but I puked all over the lockers. That was when the coach showed his good side. He practically carried me to the shower. He took off my trunks and washed me while holding me up without undressing himself. He dried me and helped me get dressed before calling someone to take me to the infirmary. I don't know if he cleaned up the puke or called housekeeping. All I know is none of the guys on the team ever knew what happened in the locker room that day. But they did benefit from having a kinder and gentler coach for the rest of the season. 

I was surprised he never hit on me after that. I don't know if he thought the puking was my way of rejecting him without actually verbalizing or what. I considered both talking to him about the whole thing and trying to seduce him. But somehow neither ever happened. If he would have been Mike a fit older man I knew maybe we could have had fun. But the idea of fucking my coach seemed too weird. Maybe if he was closer to my age the coach thing wouldn't have been such an issue. Even though he didn't look it he was a year older than my mother.

The campus doctor decided that I should stay in the infirmary overnight. That clearly didn't make the nurse happy that had to pull the extra shift to watch one patient. However she did seem to cheer up when a steady stream of handsome male visitors provided ample flirting. I remember wondering which one of my pals or teammates was going to end up fucking the buxom, slighty plump, brunette with the pretty smile. I figured she was somewhere between 25 and 30 which was certainly not too old for us. Around eleven she came in and kicked out my last visitor. It was Troy who had been insisting that I needed a blow job and offering to service me. I talked him out of it by persuading him that my nurse might pop in at any minute. Of course he just said in that case she could join us. 

I hadn't realized the hard on he left me with after a bit of playful fondling was so obvious. The idea of getting caught with him sucking me off in the infirmary was pretty erotic. When I realized the nurse was staring at my tented hospital gown I am sure I turned bright red. Somehow I managed a brash line in an attempt to cover up.

"Sorry, I guess having such a hot nurse all to myself got the juice flowing."

It was her turn to blush.

"Wow you are as smooth as some of your buddies, John. By the way I am Karen. I don't think we were ever introduced."

"Well since we are going to spend the night together I suppose introductions are in order. Nice to meet you," I said with a shit eating grin as I rolled on my side and offered my hand.

Since my gown wasn't tied well in the back the movement all but completely exposed my ass.

"Trying to show me your best side now," She said with a cute giggle.

"Oh shit!" I replied as I grabbed for the sheet to cover myself.

Unfortunately my feet were tangled in the covers. My struggle to cover my ass just resulted in exposing more flesh to her.

"Um would you like some help," She said while taking in the view.

"Karen you can help me with anything you like."

She moved next to the bed and pushed my gown up fully exposing my semi-erect cock.

"Hmmmmmm, I think I found what you need help with," She said in a husky sultry tone.

I rolled onto my back without saying a word. I laid there expecting to get a blow job from my nurse. However, I didn't know that I was being set up. I soon learned that my good buddies had convinced Karen to play a joke on me. Karen suddenly slapped my cock and started laughing. The next thing I know Troy, Dom, Scott and a couple other guys I knew casually walked in practically doubled over laughing.

"Thanks, Karen it was worth every penny," Troy said as I lay there with my rapidly deflating cock still on display. 

"Don't mention it, I had fun. Sorry, John, you are cute but your sexy friends got to me first. Don't forget our date, Scott," Karen said as she left the room. 

"Oh so she wants to ride the big cock," I said still not bothering to cover up.

"She hasn't seen it yet. It was the hundred bucks Troy gave her that got her to play our little game," Dom said barely able to stifle his laughter. "By the way do you know Eric and Cal?"

"Seen them around can't say as we have been formally introduced."

"Well seems we got a personal intro now," The tall redhead guy said with a grin that told me he liked what he saw. 

"Shit you are one fucking obvious letch, Cal," The shorter one with darker hair and complexion said. "I'm Eric Thompson; this is Calvin O'Connell. We are teammates and frat brothers of your pals."

"Fuck, look at mister innocent being all polite. You know damn well you like the view as much as any of us," Cal shot back at Eric.

At that point I was feeling pretty self-conscious. I managed to throw enough of the gown over me to conceal my cock and balls. The shorter guy Eric was well known on campus. He was a senior and captain of the soccer team as well as a stand out in several track and field events. I guessed he was about five-ten. His dark coloring hinted at a more exotic ancestry than his name would indicate. I learned later that his mother was Hawaiian. Cal's looks and name matched. There was no hiding his Irish ancestry. He was about six-two with a mop of curly red hair and sparkling green eyes. He was a junior and like Eric a two-sport letterman. Cal excelled at the running events while Eric was more of a field event guy. They made an interesting pair. But what was of most interest to me was why they were visiting me.

"Nice to meet you guys," I said hesitantly, "But I got to ask what brings you out with this trio of clowns?"

I suppose most guys would have been more concerned about why two jocks were admiring their dick. But in the few months since I had acknowledged my bisexuality I had become accustomed to such behavior. Of course I was so pissed at being tricked and not getting the blow job I had hoped for I doubt I would have given it much thought anyway. 

"We heard what your coach did to you and as members of the athletic community we came to offer our support," Eric said earnestly.

I was surprised that anyone thought the coach had done something to me. I was also flattered that I was being included as member of the community that included some of the schools top athletes. 

"Um, I don't really understand. The coach didn't do anything," I said faking confusion.

"Man, one of your teammates who is an AOK said that the fucker nearly killed you. Your reasons for covering for him are your business and we will keep it cool. But just know the AOKs have your back," Cal said sincerely.

"Thanks," was all I could manage to say.

There was clearly no way to successfully deny the allegation. AOKs did not lie to each other. If this teammate of mine said something to them he must have seen some of what happened. 

Troy squeezed my shoulder and asked, "You ok buddy?"

"Yeah, I am fine. I would be better if Karen had actually taken care of my cock, you mother fuckers. But I think everything is going to be good from here on out," I answered truthfully. "Hey guys, I don't really have the right but I would like to ask a favor."

"Shoot," Troy said.

"Can you make whatever you heard about me and the coach like an AOK secret? I took care of it and would like to leave it at that."

"Sure, whatever you want. We just wanted you to know that you had resources on campus if you need them. Only the five of us and your one teammate know anything. No one else will hear it from us," Eric said with a smile. 

They left after that. A few minutes later Karen came back into my room. This time she was naked. 

As she crawled into bed with me she purred, "You didn't really think I was going to leave you in need did you?"

"Oh god I hope this isn't another trick."

"No trick, stud," She said as she reached under my gown and started fondling my cock. It was the most effortless sex I ever had with a female. She wanted nothing from me. When I tried to do things to pleasure her she dissuaded me saying that I was the patient. After getting me nice and hard she climbed on top of me. She rode my cock like a wild woman until I exploded inside her. While I lay still panting she used her very talented lips and tongue on my cock. The pleasure was so intense it was nearly painful. After about fifteen minutes of licking and sucking me she was back on top of me. This time I lasted long enough for her to cum on my cock a couple of times before blasting my cum into her womb. She left me sometime later after I had fallen asleep. In the morning she gave a very officious report to the doctor. I was allowed to leave after that but was excused from practice for two more days.

I saw Karen a lot after that but we never again had sex. She dated Scott after a fashion for a long time. So it was only natural we would see each other. Of course no woman could really be going steady with Scott. He liked cock too much and was too good a guy to pledge faithfulness to a woman. She knew he was bi and he did make her his exclusive female sex partner for over a year. Ironically, her and I were really better friends and probably closer than she and Scott. She even confided to me that even though it was sometimes hard to be a bi guy's girl friend she couldn't give Scott up. Since he was allowed to fuck other guys so was she. She tried some and couldn't find a cock that satisfied her like his did. That made me wonder what it would be like to have a cock like Scott's inside me. I never told Karen that as far as I knew Scott was almost all bottom with guys.

Due to my being in the infirmary I missed my 'date' with Kyle. He had been one of my visitors in the infirmary and I was surprised when he was my first visitor back at the dorm. We talked for awhile catching up like he had proposed. The whole time it seemed to me there was something that he wanted to say but for some reason wasn't. My suspicion was that it involved him and I doing more than just talking. Thanks to my buddies I knew he was bi and liked to be fucked. I didn't know if he knew I was bi or was just shy. Since he was an AOK there was a fair chance he knew about me. All he would have to do was ask one of his frat brothers that knew which were many. They would tell him the truth. So I decided he was shy and pushed the issue.

"Kyle, I could be way off base but it seems like there is something on your mind. I am a pretty open guy so there is no reason to feel awkward about any subject," I said sincerely.

"Well, there was something. But I think with your accident and all another time would be better," He answered hesitantly.

"Oh ok, then would you mind if I asked you something?"

"Nah, ask anything you like."

"The other day when you suggested we get together, I wasn't sure of something. Did you mean get together like two guys going to shoot some pool or toss a ball around or was it more like getting together for a date?"

He had a funny look on his face for a second and then he broke into a big smile.

"More like a date," He mumbled shyly.

I smiled back.

"Are you into dating guys?" He added hesitantly.

"Interesting question," I said contemplating my answer, "I am bi, but I'm not sure I have ever actually had a date with a guy."

"You feel well enough to go get something to eat and catch a movie in town?"

"Sure, but are you saying you are serious about dating and not just......"

He cut me off before I could finish the sentence.

"Yes I am serious. I like you John. I am not saying I don't want to have sex with you if that was the question. Hell if the night ends with us in bed that would be great. I have no issue with sex on the first date." 

I was totally intrigued by this new idea. I hadn't really considered the possibility of dating a guy. 

"Well ok then. I have to shower before we go. Do you have any objections to seeing me naked before the date?"

"Um no, we have showered together remember?"

"Oh yeah," I said as I stood up and started stripping. 

For some reason I decided to leave my boxers on until after I was behind the closed bathroom door. I guess I was being a bit of a tease. I came back in the room with a towel around my waist. I turned my back to him when I dropped it and only gave him a brief glimpse of my ass as I put on clean underwear. He whistled playfully. We skipped the campus dining hall and headed into town. 

Joe's Diner was a throwback to the fifties. It was one of those small places with cozy booths that had red tufted faux leather seats. Each table had its own mini jukebox. The black and white checkered tile on the floor always gleamed with a heavy coat of wax. The food was cheap, greasy and generally delicious. Since most of the students hadn't returned and it was a weekday the place was all but deserted. We took a booth in the back where no one could see us. We talked and laughed while we waited for our burgers and fries to be served. While we were eating Kyle showed me a bit of his playful nature.




They Are A-OK Ch. 04



I suddenly felt his foot running up and down my leg. That was when it hit me that I really was on a date with a guy. I decided I liked the idea. We played footsy as we finished eating. When the check came, Kyle grabbed it. When I protested we settled on him paying for dinner and me paying for the movie. The waitress smiled at us in a knowing way when Kyle paid her. That I didn't really care that she seemed to know we were two guys out on a date was another surprise. The next surprise came as we were walking down the street toward the movie theater.

"God, I wish I could put my arm around you and kiss you right now," Kyle lamented. 

I stopped dead in my tracks. Looking around I saw that there were a few cars nearby and some people in the shops along the roads. There was no way I could kiss a guy out in public. But I realized I had the same desire. I motioned toward an alleyway that opened a few feet ahead of us. Kyle took the hint. The next thing I knew we were down at the end of the alley making out. There was a little nook there so we couldn't be seen from the road. We didn't concern ourselves with the windows above us. 

"Good idea, but if you really want to go to the movie we better hurry up," I said after a few minutes.

He smiled and said that the movie was fine as long as there was going to be more kissing later. I assured him there would be more. The movie was one of those teen comedies with lots of sexual innuendo and enough tit shots to make it interesting. There were only a dozen or so people in the theater. Kyle and I sat in the back row all alone. About half way through the movie he reached over and took hold of my hand. We held hands until the credits rolled. I was really getting into the whole dating a guy thing. Breaking taboos by being affectionate with a guy in public turned out to be a thrill. I wondered if I would ever be able to go beyond holding hands in the dark where there was little chance of being seen. 

"So what now?" Kyle asked as we headed out of the theater. 

There was really only one answer. Our date, the kiss in the alley and the hand holding had me extremely horny. I considered suggesting we go fuck in the alley. But I wasn't ready to be quite that public so I suggested going back to the dorms instead. We ended up in his room. Troy was right about Kyle being a bottom. I was right about enjoying licking and kissing his cock as it grew. He was well over twelve inches and really wide. When I commented on his size he said it was more of a detriment than an asset.

"Chicks, love to play with it, but lots of them refuse to fuck me when they see it. Even when I do get cunt I usually have to take it really easy so I don't hurt the chick. As for guys, I guess you can imagine not many can take it in the ass. Good thing I like being fucked," He said and grinned at me.

"Good thing I am a top then," I said with a big smile.

"Oh god, I want you to fuck me!" He said as we switched position.

He sucked me until I was dripping precum.

"John, I really want you in me now," He moaned and went to his dresser.

He handed me a tube of lubricant and then lay back on his bed and pulled his legs up over his chest. He had a very hairy ass and a clearly shaved asshole. I knelt on the floor between his legs and started licking him from his pucker to heavy ball sack. I discovered he kept his nuts shaved smooth also. It wasn't long before he was begging me to fuck him. I squeezed a generous amount of lube into his hole and worked it in with my fingers. He was clearly no virgin. He easily accommodated two of my fingers. When I was able to slip a third in without much resistance I knew he was more than ready for my cock. I stood up and aimed my hard meat at his winking hole. 

"Fuck me," He moaned as my cock head found the target.

I dribbled a little lube onto my cock and pushed forward. His ass swallowed my dick. He took my entire length into his ass and I never saw a hint of pain on his face. He moaned seductively as I began to slowly fuck him. His erotic sounds and guttural words encouraged me to increase the pace. I fucked him hard, fast and deep as if I was fucking the well used cunt of a cheap slut. Each time I thrusted into him he pushed back. His huge cock was hard and bouncing around. I could see beads of sweat on his forehead and in his thick chest hair. 

"Oh fuck, yes that's perfect! Right there baby, fuck me!" He roared. 

I grabbed his cock and did my best to wrap my fist around its girth. I jerked his meat matching the ramrod pace of my cock in his ass. I felt his rectal walls grip me as his cock sent a ribbon of thick cum cascading over his chest. I couldn't pull back; I was locked in the grip of his ass. Droplets of his cum were spread from his chin to his navel. After a few more spurts his rectal walls released me and I began to move again. When my orgasm came it was like someone had touched the pleasures centers of my brain directly. I held onto him grinding my cock deep inside him as my seed shot deep inside body. I was panting and my body was covered in sweat. My heart was pounding and my legs felt weak. I stayed inside him until my cock was deflated to a puffy shadow of its full size. 

I pulled away from him slowly. As I looked down at him he didn't move. It was almost like he was waiting for permission from me. His asshole remained stretched opened. It appeared to be winking as my cum oozed out and dripped down his butt cheek. After another minute I reached out and touched his ankles, encouraging him to relax. I crawled atop him and we kissed gently before cuddling up. I felt as if I had found something special that day. The feeling excited and worried me at the same time. It was exciting to feel more than just carnal pleasure and friendship with a bed mate. I hadn't felt anything like that since my break up with Chrissy. However, I knew that I wasn't ready for an exclusive relationship, especially a gay one. I managed to put aside my worries and drifted off to sleep lying atop my new lover secure in his strong arms. 

We spent the next morning lying naked in his bed talking. I soon learned my fears were unfounded. Though he had feelings for me too, he was not interested in an exclusive relationship. He did like the idea of us dating and sharing more than a sexual relationship. He told me that he had never had a true intimate relationship. Women tended to hold back with him. He figured that was his fault since he didn't think he could give up being fucked and plastic cocks didn't to it for him. With guys he had formed strong friendship with sex partners but never more. He also told me something that could have caused him to lose a great deal. It was an AOK secret. We were in the shower after having decided to try to make a relationship work.

As he washed my back he spoke in a shaky voice, "John there is something I think you should know. But I need you to promise me that no one will ever know I told you."

"Kyle, if you want it kept between us it will be our secret until I die," I said honestly.

He turned me around and kissed me softly before continuing.

"Well it is really an AOK secret."

I was amazed and honored that he was about to break a vow to his brothers to share something important with me. 

"I know that you know several AOKs very well. I don't know if you have realized from knowing them that all of us like having sex with other guys. A few of the brothers are gay but most are bi. I guess you could call it a kind of secret requirement."

A nearly silent, "Wow!" Escaped my lips, "I guess if I had really thought about it I would have figured that out."

"Funny thing is almost no one does. A lot of the guys are pretty obvious about it too I think."

"That is something I can say for sure most straight guys won't notice. I know I sure notice things a lot more since I started having sex with guys. Now I would think right away that you might be trying to tempt me if you whipped off you towel and showed off you cock. That first time you did it, I was clueless."

"Yeah even though I knew you were checking me out, I thought you were straight. You sure as hell wouldn't have been the first straight guy to be overly curious about my cock. Sometimes I feel like a freak."

I reached out with my soapy hands and began to wash his impressive monster.

"I think it is fucking beautiful man. You are definitely not a freak."

"Thanks, I don't think I am one either except with some people. Anyway, the reason I wanted to tell you about the AOKs was so you would understand something," He said as his cock grew in my soapy hands. "Even if we did want to be exclusive I couldn't unless I quit the frat."

"You mean they make you have sex with each other?"

"Well I never really thought of it like that. But there are some rituals that we have and rules about what senior brothers can ask of younger brothers. It is all fun stuff that I want to do."

"So when you get to be a senior does that mean you will be making your younger bros bend over and take this meat deep?" I asked with a grin.

"God I would never fucking force anyone to do that! It would be as bad as fisting a guy who didn't want it." 

"Hey, I know you wouldn't I was just teasing," I said as I went to my knees.

I licked his cock and balls for awhile and then did my best to suck him. My lips stretched around his fat shaft but I could get no more than two or three inches in my mouth. I knew I would never be able to take him into my throat. He was just too big. But I did manage to get him to cum with a combination of hands and lips. He seemed to enjoy it and was effusive in expressing his appreciation. He returned the favor by deep throating me to an amazing orgasm. 

Over the next several weeks I spent a lot of time with Kyle both in and out of bed. My feelings grew very strong and he had all but declared that he loved me. Since there were times that he was mysteriously unavailable, I was glad he had told me the secret about AOK. I never said anything to the other guys or asked Kyle for any details. Since most of my fuck buddies were AOK's when Kyle was unavailable they were unavailable, although Troy and Dom didn't seem to have to be at everything Kyle attended. Scott on the other hand was never around. Between dating Karen and the AOK's it seemed he was always busy. Gary was still staking out the sauna waiting for me a lot. Between him and Kyle I had enough ass to fuck to keep my hormones in check. 

As far as pussy went the fall was a little dry. Stacey and I only managed to get together once before Thanksgiving. There was a swim team groupie that liked gang bangs and I got in on a couple of those. That felt weird to me. Each time it was six or seven guys standing around the room naked with hard dicks watching each other fuck the one chick. It would have felt more normal to me had the guys helped each other as they waited their turns. Over the Thanksgiving break I was very busy. Between Chrissy and Donna I had more pussy in four days than I did in all of October and November. With the addition of a session with Doug I nearly wore my dick out. My first night back at school I couldn't get hard enough to fuck Kyle to his chagrin. I made up for it by giving him a long blow job.



They Are A-OK Ch. 05



The week after Thanksgiving was new pledge selection time for AOK. Since Kyle was not on the selection committee, we got to spend a lot of time together. I knew I was a nominated because of what Troy had told me the previous semester. I still didn't really care if I got in or not. Even learning that it was basically a club for bisexual guys didn't add to the appeal. But since my friends were all members I did feel left out sometimes. I had decided if offered a membership I would except even though I was concerned about the hazing. I figured there would defiantly be sexual activity involved. I knew I wouldn't like it if it included something like getting fucked by a bunch of the brothers. The one time bottoming with Dom and Troy had been ok. But I was not into the idea of becoming the frat house bitch. One night while cuddled up after a very hot session I decided to ask Kyle for some details. 

"Kyle, I want to ask you something that I am not sure I should," I started hesitantly. 

"Damn, babe, your cum is oozing out of my ass right now. I think we have gone way beyond the point where there should be anything secret between us," He said in a tone that I was sure he knew made me want to melt. 

"Well this is about some AOK stuff and I want you to know I will understand if you can't answer me."

"Well I can't show you the secret handshake if that is what you are after," He joked.

"The thing is I think there is a possibility that I will be asked to pledge."

"That sure isn't a hard one to figure considering how close you are to several of the brothers."

"Yeah true. But anyway I am kind of worried about something. "

"What?"

"The hazing."

"Shit man, I can't tell you about that! Fuck even if I was allowed I wouldn't. That would spoil the fun of the surprise."

He sounded slightly pissed.

"I'm sorry, I knew I shouldn't have said anything."

"Oh fuck, what is it you are worried about?"

"How many guys I will have to take up the ass if I pledge."

He started laughing so hard I thought we were both going to roll off the bed. 

"Have you been worried that every guy in the frat gets to fuck you as an initiation or something?"

"Yeah, well sort of I guess."

"Damn, look. The membership committee doesn't report recommendations until our meeting tomorrow. So I have no idea if you will be on the list or not. But if they propose you they will report that you are a top. I am not saying you won't get fucked by a brother or two. Then again I am not saying you will. The thing is whatever stuff they have you do will be stuff you will like," He said reassuring. Then he added, "You do like being spanked with a paddle, don't you?" Followed by another big laugh.

I wasn't sure if there wasn't a grain of truth to the spanking thing, but I felt reassured that I wasn't going to be subjected to gang rape.

"Thank you, Kyle. I know I shouldn't ask you to break your pledge but it was eating at me too much. Because of you guys I want to be a part of this thing if asked. But I will always have limits."

"John you are my main guy. You are more important than the damn frat and its rules. You should never feel like you can't ask me something. I would do anything to ease your mind. You do know how much I care about you don't you?"

"Well if I didn't I do now. The feeling is mutual if I haven't made it clear, Kyle."

"Cool, now I have a question for you. Next semester I am moving to a campus apartment. Do you have any interest in being my room mate?"

"Wow," was all I managed to say.

"Babe I know it is a big step in a way. But we would each have our own bedroom and I know sometimes there would be someone else in yours."

"Somehow, I don't think both beds would get used most nights," I said with a grin.

I loved sleeping with Kyle. It was like cuddling up with a big bear. After the week we had just had, I knew I would love a more or less full time bed sharing arrangement with him. Since it was part of the campus housing system my scholarship would cover the cost so that wasn't an issue. My only concern was whether we could really deal with each other screwing other people so openly. When I raised my concerns he assured me it would work. I applied for a change in housing the next day. 

About a week after that I was sleeping alone due to there being a required AOK event and swim team was done for the semester. I had even tried to get Stacey to have sex. She was too busy doing some project. I told her she could pop by my dorm later if she got tired of the all-nighter in the library. I didn't hold out much hope. She seemed determine to do school work and she wasn't much into fucking with my room mate in the next bed. At some point I along with everyone else on my floor was awoken by the sounds of drums. Before either my room mate or I could get up to see what was causing the commotion the door to our room flew open. I was blinded when the lights were suddenly flipped on. As my eyesight returned I saw five guys wearing black robes approaching my bed.

"You lucky fuck!" My roommate exclaimed as Troy unrolled a scroll meant to look like parchment.

Beside Troy were Dom and Scott. Kyle and Brock Davis were standing behind them. 

"Be it known to all the world that upon recommendation of trusted brothers that a duly appointment committee of the brotherhood of Alpha-Theta-Kappa has carefully considered the prospect of extending a coveted invitation to John Randolph Campanelli. After investigating his character to be certain he is of a caliber to be admitted to the brotherhood the committee recommended extending the invitation." Troy read in an official manner. 

At that point Brock stepped forward and read from another scroll, "Due to unanimous vote of the brothers of Alpha-Theta-Kappa I am privileged to present this invitation to pledge your desire to join our brotherhood."

Then all five chanted, "John Campanelli do you at this time pledge yourself to the brotherhood of Alpha-Theta-Kappa and in so doing agree to do your best to prove your worth?"

Even though I had anticipated the offer the manner of its delivery was still a shocking surprise. I somehow managed to reply that I did in a weak voice. I heard my room mate clapping as Troy pulled the sheet off of me. I had been sleeping in a sleeveless tee shirt and boxers. The boxers were the kind where the fly often gaped a little. Suddenly I was laying there with balls exposed. The next surprise eliminated that worry. Brock lifted me into his arms and tossed me over his shoulder like I was a small child. I wondered if the frat president always had to be a big guy or if he could delegate the carrying duty. I was totally embarrassed at the faces peering out from the rooms on my floor watching me being carried nearly naked slung over Brock's shoulder. Being carried into the cold night air wasn't any better. But I didn't dare protest. Suddenly I really wanted to be an AOK.

I felt really good when I was carried through the front door of the most exclusive frat house on campus. Brock set me down in what I imagined was the living room of the impressive mansion when it was a home. I was a few feet in front of a roaring fire. As I stood there wondering what was next, young men began filing into the room. They were all wearing matching t-shirts and gyms shorts in the frat colors. I assumed that was to make it easier to get naked for the coming ritual.

Brock began to speak, "Brothers, as you indicated you wished with your vote, I have brought this pledge before you. Now that he stands inside the sacred walls I ask that you confirm your desire to test him for inclusion in the brotherhood."

They cheered which I assumed indicated approval. I soon found that my assumption was premature. A chant began with one brother in the back and spread quickly. When all had joined in the sound was deafening. 

"Inspection! Inspection! Inspection!" Rang in my ears.

"Granted," Brock roared over the din.

As the assembly quieted Dom stepped in front of me. 

"Pledge the brothers require a better look at you before finalizing your invitation. Show yourself!" He said as if reading from a script.

I felt as if I had fallen into a scene in some weird movie. Clearly everything that was happening was planned and orchestrated. It was part of a ritual that had been done numerous times over the years. Seeing I did not know what he was asking me to do, Dom leaned forward and whispered in my ear. I quickly striped off my t-shirt and boxers. I stood there completely exposed to fifty or sixty pair of leering eyes.

Brock began to speak again without asking for the group's approval of the inspection.

"Pledge, Brother Troy has been assigned as your sponsor and guide, Brother Dominic shall serve as your task master and Scott who will graduate to full status next week will be your pledge brother. These will be your main resources at the beginning of your journey. Other brothers may assign you tasks along the way. But it is these three that you will turn to with your questions. They will also be responsible to see that you gain the knowledge you need to ascend to full membership in the brotherhood."

I quickly learned that within the frat we weren't AOK, we were brothers. Never was the frat referred to as anything other than the brotherhood. I occasionally wondered if that meant I had added incest to my list of perversions. However, at that moment I was not thinking those thoughts. My main concern was why I felt so comfortable standing naked being examined by the eyes of so many handsome young men. I figured that I had an advantage over some new guys since I knew they were all bi or gay. I didn't have to worry about my sexuality being accepted. I knew that was in large part why I was there.

"Dominic, please take the pledge to the waiting area," Brock ordered. 

I didn't like the sound of that. I could conjure up all sorts of unpleasant scenarios involving being left alone for a long time in a dark room. But it was go along or leave and not become a brother. At that point leaving seemed an unlikely choice. Walking home in the cold naked did not sound like a good idea. Dom took my arm and pushed me toward the door which was blocked by the assembled brothers. They barely parted to let us through. As Dom pushed me through the group I brushed against the bodies of my future brothers and felt many hands groping me. As soon as we were out of sight of the group, Dom grabbed my semi-erect cock.

"Mmmmmmm, glad to see it survived the gauntlet. I am going to take you downstairs now. You will probably be down there for about an hour while we get ready for the rest of the night's activities. You won't be alone there are two other pledges. I am not supposed to tell you this; there is a hidden camera but no microphone. You can talk but for god sake whatever you do don't; have sex with the other guys." 

"Why would I do that? And are you saying this is going to be an all nighter?"

"I don't know why, but it has happened. Maybe the gauntlet gets some guys too excited. As for time length, we will be going all night and all day and night tomorrow too. That is why we start on a Friday night. You don't have a date or anything do you?"

"No I was just wondering what I had gotten myself into."

"A lot of fun," He said as he opened the door to the basement.

At the bottom of the stairs was a very nice rec-room that accommodated two pool tables. Beyond that I could see a room with a giant screen television. I was led down a hallway pass three closed doors. Dom unlocked the forth door and told me to go in. Without a word he closed and locked the door behind me. There were two other guys around my age in the room. They were of course naked. They were sitting in two of the three padded straight chairs which were the only furniture in the room. I was surprised to find that one of them was a team mate of mine from swimming, Jerry Hillcrest. I would have sworn that he was 100 percent straight. I didn't recognize the other guy.

"Hi John, welcome," Jerry said with a bit of an embarrassed smile, "Guess we should have been talking more. This is Jason Stillman."

"Hi Jason, John Campanelli."

When he stood to shake my hand I saw that Jason was on the short side, probably no more that five-seven. A quick glance between his legs told me height was not an indicator of dick size. It seemed strength was not proportional to height in his case either. He had a barrel chest and bulging biceps. 

"Hi, good to know you John. Have a seat."

As we talked I learned that Jason was a weight lifter. Since the weight room was in a different building they used a different locker room. I wondered if participation in athletics as well as sex with guys was part of the admission criteria. I hadn't met a single AOK that wasn't involved in some sport. 

After a while the door opened and three robed figures entered. It was Dom along with Jason and Jerry's task masters. Jerry's task master was a senior that was on the swim team, Caleb Robinson. I wondered if he was the one who had told the others about the incident with the coach. Caleb was a tall chocolate skinned African American. I had already learned from the locker room that all black men did not have the stereotypical huge endowment. I had showered with him and knew his cock was about the same in length and girth as mine. It was the color of their cocks that had always fascinated me when I saw black men naked. Being from a small town where people of color were rare. I was in eleventh grade before I shared a locker room with an African American. I don't know what I was expecting when he took off his pants but it wasn't a dark colored dick. Caleb's cock was so much darker than the rest of his body it looked almost black. After embracing bisexuality the thought of sucking his dark meat found its way into my fantasies. I didn't know Jason's mentor who as it happened was another black man. He was lighter skinned and shorter than Caleb. No one bothered to introduce us. Not that it mattered since I was too busy wondering what his cock looked like to have remembered his name. 

"On your feet, pledges," Caleb called out in a clear deep voice.

The three of us immediately jumped to attention. The task masters walked by us as if conducting a military style inspection. They each gently fondled our nut sacks as they passed. 

"Come with us," Dom said as the three robed figures filed out the door. 

We formed a line and followed them like lemmings. We followed them back up to the main floor, but instead of leading us back to the big living room they took us to another stairway just off the kitchen. They led us all the way to the third floor of the old mansion. I could not guess the original purpose of the room we entered. It was large and had a polished oak floor that seemed to be made for dancing. I thought it odd that a ballroom would have been put on the third floor of a house however. The wall opposite us had a huge Palladian style window that stretched from the floor to the ten foot ceiling. Outside the big window I could see the lights of campus and the small town beyond. The only furniture in the room was a long table. Six robed figures with heads bowed sat behind it silently. Brock emerged from the shadows in the corner and spoke. 

"Pledges, come stand at the window of truth." We followed him to the window and stood naked exposed to anyone who might happen by and look up. Of course it was late so that was unlikely. I wondered how many had stood in that same spot looking out on the world nervous about what the coming days would bring.

"Beyond this glass is the world. Inside this glass is the safety of the brotherhood. Once you have proven yourselves and are of the brotherhood you will be within the windows safety even when out with the others. The brotherhood will always be a haven."

His tone and the thought of being part of something that he made sound so special made my spine tingle. For the first time I was excited at the prospect of being an AOK. I instinctively knew that the brotherhood was a place where I would never feel ridicule or have to fear showing my true self.

"This room is sacred. It is where the council of the brothers conducts its business. Tonight the council performs one of its most sacred rituals," Brock continued.

In the months to come I would learn all about the council and its rituals. At that moment listening to Brock all was unknown to me. Being paddled and even being paraded around the house naked were common rumors about frat hazing. Had I not known about the sexual nature of the AOKs I might have not yet realized that there was anything different there from the other frats. That was about to change.

"Pledges turn and present yourselves to the council," Brock barked.

The three of us turned as one. The council members were still bowed leaving their faces unknown to us. Brock led us to within a foot of the table and took the middle seat behind the table. Our task masters moved behind us and placed their hands on our shoulders. The council members raised their heads and removed their hoods. I recognized two of the six members. Seated together on the right side of Brock were the two guys who had visited me in the infirmary, Eric Thompson and Calvin O'Connell. The rest were seniors that I did not know. Introductions were not forth coming.

"Pledges, in a minute you will pledge yourselves to the brotherhood. Once you take the pledge you will be held to it even if you later decide not to stay with us. The brotherhood is very serious about protecting its secrets and enforcing the pledge. If you do not want to be held accountable for all time say so now," Brock read in a formal tone.

None of us spoke. Dom gave my shoulders a gentle encouraging squeeze. He was so close I could feel his warm breath on my neck. When he shifted I could feel the fabric of his robe brush against my bare skin. 

"Good, then you are ready to pledge to this council. In so doing you pledge by proxy to the entirety of the brotherhood no matter where they are in the world."

We were each handed a card containing the words to the pledge. The council stood and began to speak as one.

"As brothers we reaffirm our pledge to hold sacred the rituals and ways of the brotherhood and our fellow brothers. On this night we stand facing the window of truth looking upon those who wish to be welcomed into our fold. It is with humility and pride in the greatness of the brotherhood that we now stand ready to hear their pledge."

The council members stared straight ahead as if we were not there. They had a look like they might be meditating. 

"It is now time for you to pledge your bond to the brotherhood," Broke said solemnly. "As you come to us with all bared, vulnerable with nothing hidden, we too shall bare ourselves to you. We do this to show our sincerity and open desire to welcome you."

A previously hidden door behind the council opened and seven brothers clad in t-shirts and shorts entered the room. They moved behind the council members as robes were unzipped. The attendants silently slipped the robes from the shoulders of the council members. They stepped back against the wall leaving the seven men naked. Oddly, with the council members standing there naked I suddenly felt more exposed than I had all evening. It felt like the eyes of the attendants were boring into me. Again Dom squeezed my shoulders. At Brock's prompting we read the pledge together.

"I stand before you to ask that in your wisdom you allow me to attempt to prove my worthiness. I am fully aware of the greatness of the task ahead. I believe the prize is worth more than the cost. I stand here stripped of all pretenses seeking to be enveloped in the safety of the brotherhood. I ask that you take me into the fold. In return I pledge to hold most sacred any and all rituals and other matters that occur within the brotherhood. I make this pledge freely with the knowledge that I seek a great trust. I am honored and humbled at the prospect of receiving that trust."




They Are A-OK Ch. 05



The room was completely silent for a minute. Then each of our task masters leaned forward and kissed the base of our necks as Brock began to speak. 

"One of the brotherhood's most revered laws is the rule of honesty between brothers. We are at all times truthful and open within the brotherhood. I tell you this so that you can understand the gravity of my next question. You have pledged a great deal to us. We consider it a lifelong pledge. Do you agree to submit to the judgment of the brotherhood should you ever fail to keep this pledge?"

When asked each of us in turn declared our agreement. The task masters bent and kissed us on the small of our backs at the base of our spines. 

"It is done. You will be held to your pledges. We will leave you now so that you TMs can prepare for the next phase of your journey," Brock said.

The council filed out the back door followed by their attendants. The three of us stood waiting for orders. Dom's hands slid slowly down my back. His fingers seemed to be walking over my flesh. I didn't dare turn my head to confirm that my fellow pledges were being similarly treated. His hands moved to my hips and then he traced the outlined of my ass cheeks with his fingers. I did not fight the rising sexual excitement I felt. Dom palmed my buttocks and began kneading them like bread dough. Still none of the task masters spoke. I felt my cheeks being spread. I wondered if Kyle had lied or been mistake about the hazing rituals. I knew it was possible that different guys were broken in differently. 

Instead of a finger, or a tube of lube or even a cock head as I had expected, I felt a warm wet cloth touch my asshole. Dom was washing me. I took the chance to glance at my fellow pledges. They too were having their assholes washed by their taskmasters. I also managed to see that like me they were semi-erect. Jason's big cock was already standing straight out from his body. Jerry's though still pointed down was definitely thicker and longer. 

"Turn around!" One of the TM's instructed.

As we turned my cock brushed against Jason's cock. No one seemed to take notice except the two of us. I could see the look of surprise in his eyes as we touched. I could see that the TM's each had a basin of warm water and cleaning supplies. They continued their work by washing our balls and cocks. I didn't know if it was just some sort of cleansing ritual or they wanted to be sure we were clean for some upcoming activity. By the time they finished with the front all three of us were rock hard. They backed off and the TM I didn't know began to speak.

"The brothers care for one another and show their love for fellow brothers in many ways. The cleansing of another's most private parts creates a special bond. It is an expression of great caring. Over the next many months we as your task masters will have the duty of training and testing you. Tonight we show that what we will do is born of love and a desire to make you successful members of the brotherhood."

He removed his robe and handed it to Dom. I couldn't help but look at the cock I had been so curious about. It was a deeper caramel color then the rest of his skin. The hair around it was thick, black and wiry looking. It matched the stereotype of the size of black guy's cocks. It was at least seven inches long soft. He was uncut so I could not see if the head was dark like I knew my teammate's cockhead was. To my surprise he stepped in front of me. 

"On your knees pledge! Hands behind your back." He ordered.

Dom gave me a slight nod as if to say it was ok. I went to my knees and then interlocked my fingers with my knuckles pressed into my back.

"Very good. While you have been assigned a particular TM, the three of us shall be a team so that you all benefit from each of our strengths. The word of one of us is the word of all of us. In addition, as pledges you are subservient to all members of the brotherhood. You will be expected to obey the word of any brother."

I was excited and a little scared. I assumed that a fantasy was about to come true for me. I was on my knees inches away from sucking my first black cock. However, the idea that every AOK could give me orders was not something I liked. 

"Kiss my cock," The unnamed TM said casually.

I leaned forward and softy kissed his shaft. I wondered if he knew how much I wanted to suck him and was torturing me when he pushed my head back. Caleb had taken off his robe while my lips were busy. His cock was hard and as I had noted in the shower about the same size as mine. As he stepped in front of Jason my eyes were glued on his nearly black cock head. 

"Can't let Derrick have all the fun," He said with a big grin before telling Jason to kiss his dick. 

Finally the guy in front of me had a name. He also had another lesson for me. 

"Pay attention to the cock in front of you pledge," He said as he reached down and pushed my face back in his direction. 

His growing cock was in his other hand. As he rubbed it on my face he pulled the foreskin back off his emerging cock head. Though darker than his shaft it was no where near as dark as Caleb's skin. But his cock just kept getting larger. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Dom move in front of Jerry. Even though the idea of sucking my first black cock was exciting, at that moment I would have preferred that it was Dom's cock being rubbed on my face. As Derrick continued to rub his growing monster all over my face Jason began to suck Caleb's cock. I had to fight the urge to turn my head to better see that dark meat sliding in and out of a white face. I couldn't believe that my secret fantasy was playing out next to me. 

Derrick grabbed my chin and said, "Tell me what you want!"

I didn't dare tell him the truth that I wanted to suck Caleb's cock. I couldn't speak. I heard the sounds of my fellow pledges sucking cock next to me. I felt the firm grip of Derrick's fingers on my chin. He slapped his cock against my cheek.

"I asked you something, pledge! Do we already have to teach you about punishment? Remember brothers are always open with each other!" He barked.

"I'm sorry. I'm er, please I want to suck your cock!" I blurted out.

"Do it!"

The others had stopped and were looking at me along with the TMs. I felt ten eyes on me as I wrapped my fingers around Derrick's long brown shaft. I swirled my tongue over his fully emerged head before slipping my lips over his cock. I slowly took him into my mouth until the tip of his long dick touched the back of my throat. I relaxed and took him deeper. Although I was able to get his cock into my throat I knew there was no chance that I could take all of his meat. Through not nearly as thick his cock was probably no more than an inch or two shorter than Kyle's monster cock. I used my fist to cover what I couldn't swallow and did my best to suck what I could. I was hoping to make him cum but he stopped me after a few minutes.

They switched places and I had Caleb's fat black dick in my mouth in a flash. I easily took every bit of his cock in my mouth. I even managed to get my tongue out a bit to lick his balls when my nose nestled in his thick bush. The sound he made told that he liked what I was doing. Again I was disappointed not to get to eat cum. They switched again and Dom was in front of me. His cock glistened with the spit of my fellow pledges. I hoped I was going to at least get to eat Dom's sweet spunk. But when our own TMs stood in front of us we were not allowed to suck their cocks. Instead they had us lie down and suck their balls for a few minutes. After that they straddled us and jerked off until they sprayed our faces with cum. I was fascinated watching ribbons of thick white cum spurt from Caleb's black cock. 

We were told not to move as they backed off and put their robes on. The three of us dutifully laid there with cum on our faces and chests. I wanted to run and hide when the door opened and more guys came into the room. Since they told us not to move I couldn't even turn my head to see who they were or what was happening. The six newcomers surrounded us. They were naked and stroking their hard cocks. 

"Your sponsors and pledge brothers have come to welcome you," Dom said loudly.

"Showering you with their essence will show their love," Caleb added.

"Revel in your brother's pleasure," Derrick finished. 

Troy, Scott and the four others stood over us stroking their cocks. They came so quickly that it was obvious they had been preparing each other ahead of time. I watched their cocks spurt cum and felt droplets landing on my body. When they were done they dropped to their knees and began massaging the cum into our skin. Troy leaned over my face and looked into my eyes as Scott began to stroke my cock. I glanced to my side and saw my compatriots were being similarly handled. Dom spoke again.

"The ritual of shared cum is as old as the brotherhood. Your sponsors and guides honor you by sharing this sacred rite with you. Honor them by resisting your release. Let this time last so that you will always remember the power of this night. When at last you can no longer control your body and your cum joins that of your future brothers you will have completed the first step of your journey."

Scott bent and began licking my cock head as he continued to stroke my throbbing cock. I was already fighting the urge to pull the trigger.

"Tell him when you can no longer hold back," Troy said softly, "The ritual will fail if you cum in his mouth. 

Scott began sucking hard on my cock head and fondling my balls as he stroked me. I could hear gasps and sighs as my co-pledges fought against the rising tide. I felt Scott's wet fingertip teasing my anus. 

"This is good," Derrick said, "Fight your urges. Brothers must control their bodies."

I wondered how many more things needed to be said before they would simply allow us the freedom to cum. Somehow I knew we would be made to suffer until our bodies won the struggle and release came without permission. I was not even sure how I was holding out at that point. I was determined not to be the first to cum. Suddenly Jerry screamed now. I looked over to see an arc of cum shooting from his cock to just below his hard nipples. 

"Fuck me too," I called out just in time for Scott to move away.

I came so hard I felt like I might have a convulsion. Before I was done Jason shot his load all over his stomach. I was still so shaky Caleb's next words barely registered.

"Now complete this part of your journey mix your cum with that of the others."

When I failed to move, Scott grabbed my hands and pressed my palms into the droplets of cum on my body. I quickly caught on and began to vigorously rub the sticky goo into my skin. Troy kissed my forehead before he stood. 

"Guides we must meet with brother Brock. Please take them to the shower and see that they are well cleaned." The robed TM's as well as our pledge brothers left the room. Once there was no longer any danger of cum dripping off our bodies we were instructed to stand. Each guide whispered something in his pledges ear.

"That was fucking awesome! You are doing really well. I am so happy you are becoming a brother," Was Troy's message to me.

As we followed our guides, I contemplated Troy's excited message. He had to know he could have gone on forever having sex with me even were I not an AOK. I wondered why it was so important to him for me to be in the brotherhood. I had other things to ponder too as they led us down what I assumed was the main staircase. It was wider than the one we had come up and had a carved dark wood banister. In the time I had been in the house I had become accustomed to being paraded around naked. However it still seemed odd to me that our guides were also naked as we walked down the hallway of the second floor. 

A door opened as we passed by. A guy came out wearing a pair of tight boxer-briefs. I could see inside the room. It was a bedroom and there was a guy lying naked on the bed. He had a dreamy look like he had just cum. Our guides greeted their brother. My fellow pledges and I did not do anything as we were ignorant of custom. 

"Are these pledges too good to acknowledge me?" The new guy asked in a harsh tone.

"No they just have not yet been instructed on proper etiquette," Troy said quickly.

Jerry's guide, a lacrosse player I recognized from the locker room but had not met barked, "Pledges, when a member of the brotherhood and or a pledge come upon one another they shall offer a proper greeting. This is brother Stewart Nelson."

Having seen our guides greet Stewart we knew what was expected and each said the proper words and nodded respectfully. "Greetings brother Stewart." 

It seemed that was not enough for this guy.

"I believe it is my right and dare I say duty to give a lesson in this case," Stewart said with a gleam in his eye.

"It is," Troy confirmed with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Palms on the wall legs spread!" Stewart commanded.

The three of us immediately assumed the position. He gave each of us a hard whack on the ass. 

"Now let that little sting serve as a reminder that pledges are to offer full respect at all times. A second offense will not be treated lightly," Stewart said and walked away.

It was an odd feeling to have been spanked. Though in truth it was hardly a spanking; more of a slap. As I stood there still exposed waiting to see what happened next I tried to recall if I had ever been spanked. I couldn't remember it ever happening and at any rate was certain I had never been hit on my bare ass. I also thought some about the odd mix of feelings it caused. It was humiliating and erotic at the same time. There was some pain but that clearly did not feel like the point of a spanking to me. For whatever reason our guides made us stay in that position waiting. I could see the guy in the room smiling as he casually played with his soft cock before Jason's guide shut the door. 

"I hope that we do not need to repeat this lesson," One of the other two guides said. "However, it does point out that we too have been remiss. We have not made formal introductions beyond our own pledges. Please turn around and stand with your backs to the wall."

All three of us stood straight up against the wall. Troy introduced himself first. Instead of shaking hands he gave each of our cocks a little squeeze. The lacrosse player told us his name was Frank Angelos. He fondled our balls with his chubby fingers as gave our cocks a squeeze. His green eyes had an amazing sparkle to them. As he stared into my eyes I had to resist an urge to kiss his full soft looking lips. 

Jason's guide was Randy Aber. He was French Canadian and had one of those accents that probably made women give him their panties. The way he looked naked no doubt would make them glad they did. He could have been a model for Abercrombie and Fitch. He had piercing blue eyes and sandy blond hair. His cock was uncut and a about average in length. He had surprising small balls tucked up behind his dick. His stomach was taut and smooth leading the eye to his well defined cuts. His muscular legs were covered in very light soft looking fur. His biceps showed the hours he spent lifting weights. His shaved pubic hair revealed the red maple leaf tattooed above his cock. I later learned he was a hockey player that had been converted to lacrosse since our school did not have a hockey team. Randy did not linger when he gave us what I assumed was an obligatory cock squeeze.

The odd encounter in the hallway was confusing while at the same time it was exciting in a weird way. After the incredible group jack-off orgasm in the council room I was surprised at how horny I was. I was ready for sex with any of the guys in the hall at that moment. However that was not in the plan. We were marched a few feet down the hall and escorted into a room. It was a room that clearly served a purpose the original builders did not intend.

The large room had been converted into a shower facility. The floor was tiled in an expensive looking ceramic material that had the feel of an Italian villa. On one side was a row of sinks, presumably for shaving and teeth brushing. The opposite wall was the shower area. Spaced about four feet apart was a row of gleaming shower heads. There were no dividers or curtains. I supposed that they would have been out of place in house where guys walked around freely unclothed. On the far wall was shelving with plush towels, wash cloths, assorted body wash and shampoos. That was the first time that I considered the issue of cost. Everything was so luxurious that I was sure I could not afford to be a member.

"Troy I need to talk to you; ask you something," I blurted out.

"That is my job, shoot."

"Um can I see you privately, please?" I asked in a far too pleading way I realized.

He grabbed my arm roughly and led me out into the hall.

"What the fuck? You trying to get both of us jammed up? Those other guys are good dudes. You have a question you can ask it in front of them!" He said sternly. 

"I am sorry. But, I couldn't not this question. How much does all of this cost? My family doesn't have the money. I shouldn't have taken the pledge," I said with tears welling in my eyes.

"Shit don't worry about that. Nobody has to pay more than they can afford. We have wealthy alumni backers. I know they told you that the brotherhood is for life. Brothers graduate, get a good job and start helping the next generation," He explained.

I felt better but I still wasn't sure. Considering the nature of the frat I wondered what those alumni backers might want in return for their money. When we returned to the shower room, all four of our companions were already standing under steaming sprays of water. We took our places as the others began to lather up. The pledges were admonished to wash thoroughly. When we were finished washing ourselves our guides instructed us to bend and place our palms on the tile wall. Being in that position, I assumed that we were going to be fucked. I hoped that it would be Troy doing me. At least I knew he would take it easy on me. I had no idea what the other two might do. Happily all my assumptions were wrong.

"We have to be certain you are completely clean," Randy announced curtly. 

I felt Troy's strong, soapy hands on my ass. He massaged my buttocks as he nudged my legs wider and spread my ass cheeks. His slippery finger on my anus finished the job of arousal the sensual ass massage began. I was fully erect and surprisingly unashamed. As Troy's soapy finger entered me I looked over to see that Jason and Jerry's cocks were also hard and twitching. I began to wonder how far the cleansing might go as Troy worked his lather covered fingers in and out of my asshole. I had read about guys using enemas to clean out and prepare for anal sex. I hoped that the brotherhood wasn't into that. Once again my imagination did not reflect reality. Only a bit of warm water was used to rinse out the soap before we were led to the towel rack. 

After drying off our guides put on what I had begun to think of as the AOK uniform, gym shorts with a frat t-shirt. We were given thong underwear that might have been taken for a jock strap had they not been in the frat's colors of maroon and green. I wondered if they had to have them specially made and what business did such a thing. I didn't particularly like the look or having to squeeze my still hard cock into the pouch. But I had gone too far to resist things at that point. I actually felt sillier being paraded down the hall with my butt cheeks split by the thin strip of maroon than I had parading around totally naked. 

We were taken to a small room that resembled a den and told to wait. There were several comfortable looking leather chairs. Two walls were lined with shelves filled with leather bound books. Had we bothered to look at the spines of the expensively bound books we would have seen that they included the annuals of the brotherhood along with various rule books and the college's yearbooks. Windows were presumably behind the heavy maroon draperies on the far wall. None of us investigated that either. After discovering that sitting in leather chairs with bare asses had its drawbacks we stood around waiting. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 05



After about ten minutes my team mate Jerry suddenly declared, "Wow this is some wild shit."

Jason and I agreed and then a discussion of our previous sexual contact with men began. Jason told us that he had been bi leaning toward gay for as long as he could remember. 

"I enjoy fucking chicks, but they are too damn complicated. Much easier to have a relationship with a guy," He explained.

He went on to say that he and his sponsor Randy, who was gay had been a couple for almost a year. It seemed other than brotherhood stuff Randy was basically exclusively Jason's. The opposite wasn't true and Jason reported that Randy was ok with that. I explained about my own sexual discoveries after coming to college and about Chrissy my previous one and only. 

Jerry had discovered bisexuality the summer between high school and college. He and his best friend along with two girls had gone on a six week cross country trek. The four of them shared a tent. As happens with young adults friendship quickly became sexual. At first it was just straight sex with both guys getting with both girls in front of each other. About two weeks in the guys were treated to a show by the girls. A few days after that things got wilder. He had figured it was just a fun summer experimentation. It wasn't until they were back home that Jerry and his friend had what he called a real gay experience with no females involved. They did about everything two guys can do together sexually including kissing for the first time over the next two weeks. When Jerry got to college he had no inhibitions about his bisexuality and hooked up with a lot of guys and gals. His partners included our teammate, his task master, Caleb. I realized I had been missing a lot of what went on with the team.

He didn't have time to offer many details. The door opened and a guy we hadn't seen before came into the room. 

"Greetings pledges, I am Colin Steiner. I pledged to the brotherhood last fall. I am an assistant to the council."

"Greetings, brother Colin," We said in near unison.

After an exchange of handshakes he added, "Good, I see you are quick learners."

I assumed he somehow knew about the earlier incident in the hall. 

"Each of you will now have an individual session before members of the council. Jason come with me please."

Colin and Jason left Jerry and me alone.

"What do you think happens in the private session?" Jerry asked.

"Fuck, I have lost all ability to guess what is coming next. Every time I get an idea it turns out I am way off."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I am horny as shit though and really in the mood to suck a cock."

"Me too. I wouldn't mind getting on my knees for Brock." "Damn, this is something you being bi too. All this time showering together and seeing your hot bod and not knowing you might be interested in having my lips around that sweet piece of meat. Wish you hadn't acted like such a straight arrow," Jerry said to me, "You would have been a fun addition to away meet play groups." 

"I was a fucking straight arrow when we first started showering. You just missed the change."

"I hope you have properly thanked Troy for showing you the light, stud."

Jerry couldn't have made it any plainer that he wanted to have sex with me. It was also pretty obvious that he was a submissive bottom. If not for fear that we would have been breaking some rule I would have loved to have him on his knees sucking my needy cock dry. 

"I believe I have."

He smiled at me in way that said more than words can about his understanding of my statement. Before our conversation could go any further Colin returned. Jason was not with him. This time I was left all alone. For the first time I looked at the titles of the volumes stored along the walls. I discovered that the brotherhood of AOK had existed for all but a few of our colleges 135 years. I wondered if the nature of the membership requirements had always been the same. I selected a volume at random. The first few pages told me that at least some things were unchanged since that time. The uniform was prevalent in casual photos and the membership was clearly composed of attractive athletic young men. As I flipped though the pages I wondered if the guys wearing short hair held in place by some thick goo looking back at me were sucking each other's cocks all those years ago. My thoughts were cut off when I was startled by Colin's return.

"Ah intellectual curiosity. That is commendable," He said cheerfully.

"Oh um thank you," I said as I returned the book to its place. 

"You looked puzzled. Did you read something that raised a question?" He asked.

"Well yes, in a way. Is it appropriate for me to ask you questions?"

"It is appropriate for you to ask any brother a question. It is for us to decide if it is appropriate for us to answer you."

"I am curious has sexual activity always been a part of the brotherhood?"

"Yes that is an aspect unchanged from our earliest history. You will learn much more about this but in brief it was our founders who introduced what at the time was called play. Originally the college was men only. The founders believed that it was unnatural for young men to deny their physical needs. The lack of available females and the general societal mores of the time led them to seek alternate outlets for release. When you study their writings on the subject you will see that they believed they had discovered a more natural approach to sexual matters than society embraced."

I was blown away to learn that more than a hundred years before I was born young men had used an intellectual approach to suggest that bisexuality was a natural and good thing. I wondered if perhaps exposing the wider population to such thinking might not result in a more open and happier society. I wasn't left much time to develop that thought. 

"Come on John, they are ready for you."

He led me down the main stairway and down a back hall. Along the way we passed about a dozen guys. I greeted each of them and in turn received a pat on my bare ass. We came to a bend in the hall and stopped in front of a closed door. Colin knocked and we were asked to enter. Instead of the full council only Brock and one other robed member, who turned out to be Eric Thompson were visible. After Colin left me and the door was closed I noticed that Dom was also there. He was no longer wearing a robe. Instead he was nude. 

"Ah, the third of our J's Brock said with a broad grin."

For the first time I realized that all three of the pledges names started with a J. I decided not to ponder that coincidence. Brock stepped forward and placed his palm on my chest.

"As is and has been the duty of the president of the brotherhood I have the pleasure of welcoming you now. By your oath and pledge you have indicated a desire to be one of us and guaranteed to hold our secrets and rituals sacred always."

He made a circular motion with his palm on my chest before moving his hand to the pouch of my thong. He took hold of my balls as he continued.

"The brotherhood takes such an oath seriously. As I now hold a precious part of you in my hand, you will hold all that is precious to the brotherhood in your hand. These things are equally fragile."

He squeezed my sack just hard enough for me to feel the pressure and a slight twinge of pain. I understood the threat without it being voiced. If I were to betray my oath the brothers would take something precious from me.

"If I were to close my fist, I would cause you great physical pain in the short term and possibly destroy yet unborn children. If you were to crush what we place in your hands, you would destroy countless lives and take away the honor of all who went before you while causing unending mental anguish."

He let go my balls and pulled me into a tight embrace. He pressed his lips to mine and I melted into the kiss when his tongue suddenly entered my mouth. We stood there in the middle of the room sloppily making out for several minutes. I wanted him to force me to my knees and allow me to suck his cock or bend me over and fuck me on the spot. The eroticism of the evening was working like some powerful aphrodisiac to turn me into a wanna-be slut. But that was not in his plans for me. He broke the kiss and stepped back. He left me with a hard cock crammed into the pouch of my tight thong. 

"I must attend to other business. Your TM and brother Eric will continue your induction," Brock said and left the room. 

Dom moved up behind me and slipped his arms around me. He locked his arms and pressed his bare flesh to my nearly naked body. Since he was taller than me my exposed buttocks rubbed against his hairy thighs. I could feel his cock against the small of my back. Eric lowered his hood and smiled at me. He shrugged his shoulders and his robe became a pool of fabric at his feet. He stepped forward as I got my first look at his cock. He was soft so I wasn't sure of length but it was obvious that he had a chubby dick. It was his balls that truly caught my eye though. They were huge and obviously shaved smooth. His pubic hair was trimmed to a tiny patch which served as a perch for the hawk he had tattooed above his cock. 

"Do you like my bird, pledge?" He asked as he walked toward me. 

I answered with a barely audible yes while nodding slightly. When Eric was right in front of me, Dom unlocked his arms and welcomed the council member into his embrace. I was suddenly the meat in an erotic sandwich. Eric's cock dangled between my legs. I wished my own cock was free so that I could have felt it against Eric's skin. As Dom held onto Eric to keep the three of us locked together, Eric began to explore my chest with his hands. I nearly jumped when his fingers clamped onto my nipples.

"Ahhhhhhh," I yelped unable to control my reaction.

He smiled and pinched harder. Once the initial sock had passed I was able to remain silent as he pinched and pulled my tiny nipples. Dom was clearly becoming increasingly aroused. He ground his hard cock into my skin as Eric continued his assault on my chest. After a few minutes he released my nipples and stepped back, leaving me in Dom's arms. As Eric stared at me the door opened. Troy and Kyle came in and stood next to Eric.

"Pledge many of your future brothers have spoken for you. These brothers risk losing much in your name. These three, who have been your friends outside of the brotherhood and now wish to bring you into its embrace, risk the most of all. They have each spoken for you and now will suffer if you fail the brotherhood," Eric said solemnly.

Though in my mind the worse the brotherhood could do was cancel a membership the words were scary. They were said with a sincerity that would convince most people that the AOKs had the power to inflict severe punishment. 

"It is time that you thank them for their support," Eric added.

I assumed that I was going to be expected to thank them with sexual services. The whole scene actually felt a bit odd. Eric was standing naked with his hard cock enticingly pointing at me. Troy and Kyle were at his side dressed in the frat uniform. Dom who was naked was still holding me in his arms and rubbing his leaking cock just above my ass crack. My hard cock was encased in the pouch of the fancy jock strap I was wearing and my bare ass was pressed against Dom's firm thighs. Dom backed away as Troy stepped forward and stood a couple feet in front of me staring into my eyes.

"John, I am happy you will soon be my brother. Our friendship is strong and the bond of brotherhood will complete our connection. It was my honor to speak for you," He said as he smiled at me.

I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I had no reservation about giving any gesture of thanks that was required. I did not want to make the mistake of assuming what I was expected to do.

"You are my guide, please tell me what is expected," I said softly. 

"A simple thank you."

"Thank you for speaking for me. I am honored that you want me to be your brother," I managed to come up with. 

He pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I melted into the kiss allowing his tongue to enter my mouth. Usually when I kissed Troy it was sloppy and I was the more aggressive partner. But things were much different that night. His tongue was in my mouth and I just held onto him passively letting him explore my mouth. The experience was short lived. He backed away and Kyle took his place. Similar words were exchanged. When Kyle took me in his arms I was nervous. He and I were lovers in a way I had not been with any other guy. He was always on the submissive side with me. I soon discovered that the kiss didn't have to go the way it had with Troy. I suppose Kyle simply could not be that aggressive with me. Instead our tongues met in the middle and danced for a couple of minutes. I really liked kissing Kyle like that in front of others. After that kiss broke Troy and Kyle left the room. 

"The one who spoke most forcefully for you and has pledged his honor the most for you stands behind you, John," Eric said. 

I felt Dom's strong hands grasp my shoulders. I offered no resistance when he turned my body toward his. He was smiling as we came face to face.

"John we have shared many special moments. I look forward to sharing many more as your brother."

"Thank you. Those special times will always be in my soul. I hope as your brother there will be even greater connections."

Our kiss was sloppy. Our tongues fought erotically, battling in and out of each other's mouths as our bodies ground together. After several minutes he kissed his way down my body as he dropped to his knees. Eric came around and helped him remove the thong that was holding my cock prisoner. Suddenly Eric was kissing me hard as Dom took my throbbing cock in his mouth. I felt like I was going to cum instantly. I fought hard against the urge to release my seed into Dom's mouth. I had no idea if I was being tested or I was just being treated to an amazing blow job. My head was spinning and I felt like Eric was fucking my mouth with his tongue. I had never been with him before and there I was accepting and enjoying his forceful kiss while Dom sucked my cock into his throat. 

A few minutes later Eric moved his lips to my ear and whispered, "Don't cum in his mouth."

The order not to cum strengthened my resolve but weakened my control over my body. When Eric knelt behind we, spread my ass cheeks and started licking my hole I thought I would die of desire. Dom must have sensed that I was close to losing control. He released my cock and moved his lips to my balls. Eric was tongue fucking my ass and Dom was licking and sucking my balls. I was almost delirious with pleasure. I was so entranced by what was being done to me that I was taken completely by surprise when Eric's tongue was suddenly replaced by a lube coated finger. Then he effortlessly worked a second slippery finger into my almost virgin asshole. 

I knew I was being prepared to be fucked and had no reservations. My only concern was being able to control my orgasm. Eric's fingers pressing into my prostate as he stretched my hole were driving nuts. He pulled his fingers from my ass just as I was certain I would lose control.

"Brother Dom the pledge is ready. Pledge it is time for you to become one with us. The next step in your induction is to know one future brother inside out while another knows you in the most intimate way," Eric moaned.

Dom got off his knees and went to brace himself against the far wall. Eric pressed a tube of lube into my hand. He guided me toward Dom.

"Prepare my cock and then prepare your friend to be entered," Eric instructed me.

I was a bit afraid as I begin to coat Eric's fat cock with the slippery goo. I was glad that he was not too long. I guessed that his cock was a little less than six inches hard. But his thickness concerned me. He was definitely wider than the two fingers he had been fucking me with. Once I had him coated I used my fingers to work a generous amount of lube into Dom's asshole while Eric coated my cock in lube. At some point Eric impatiently told me to mount Dom. I did so almost effortlessly with no resistance or complaint from my friend. I already knew what a willing and hot fuck he was so it was no surprise how easily his lubed ass accepted my cock. 

It was more of surprise how easily my ass accepted Eric's chubby meat. As I slowly fucked Dom, Eric grabbed my hips and guided his slippery cock to my hole. Without much effort he pushed his hard dick all the way inside me. There was some burning but not nearly as much pain as expected as my anus stretched around his fat cock. He whispered for me to hold still as he began to drive the train. I remained deep inside of Dom's ass as Eric humped me pushing me into Dom. He moved slowly at first but soon increased the speed and force of his thrusts. Since his cock had barely been touched he had more stamina than I did. My balls were churning and my cock was shooting a stream of cum into Dom's rectum in no time. 

My orgasm seemed to spur Eric on. He fucked me harder and faster pounding me into Dom's body. With the pressure coming from behind my cock was locked in Dom's ass. The stimulation caused my half-limp cock to begin to reinflate. Dom was moaning loudly as the force of Eric's thrusts pounded my cock into his ass. He cried out as his seed splashed onto the wall. Eric's fingers dug into me and I felt the warmth of his cum in my rectum as his rampaging cock blew inside me. The three of us were sweaty and weak when we separated. We fell to the floor panting. We lay in a heap with my head resting on Eric's chest and Dom lying almost on top of me. I was surprised and embarrassed when Colin came in the room. 

"Looks like it was a successful session," He said cheerfully. "Come with me, pledge. You need to get ready for your next activity."

I was on the verge of exhaustion. I had no idea how long it had been since I was taken from my bed to begin what I learned was formally called the first night ritual. I was hoping that I would be allowed to rest before I was expected to participate in any more sexual rituals. I was taken back to the showers and told to wash up quickly. The shower felt good and I hesitated to leave its warm embracing waters. But Colin insisted that we had little time left. After the shower I was outfitted in the AOK uniform. It actually felt odd to walk down the hall in clothes. 

As I was led down the main staircase I could see that the sun was already well above the horizon. I knew it was going to be a long weekend. At the bottom of the stairs my fellow pledges and our three pledge brothers were waiting. Colin left us.

"There is one more meeting to attend and then you will have a learning session with your TMs," Scott explained. "You will be given materials to study. You should take this study as seriously as you take your course work. After that you will be allowed a couple hours rest."

We were led to another room where the current student members of the frat were assembled along with about a dozen alums. The room erupted in applause as we entered. Brock greeted us as the applause died down.

"Pledges, you have all done very well. It has been a most successful first night. Please take your seats."

Once we were seated the lights began to dim and a large screen descended from the ceiling.

"As all of the brotherhood could not be with you this night we shall now share highlights," Brock said.

A previously unnoticed projector came to life. Video of the evening suddenly began to play. Snippets of the various scenes we had been a part of began to come to life. I found myself watching with a roomful of men as I along with my fellow pledges went to my knees. The audience roared appreciatively as they watched Derrick slap my face with his cock. I was glad that thee was no sound. Though I was embarrassed, the thought of so many watching as I sucked my first black cock was exciting. When the group jerk off over our bodies was shown every climax was applauded. Even portions of our group shower were shown. It seemed that there was no part of the house that did not have cameras to record events. Finally, a montage of our separate thank you sessions began. I learned that while each or our experiences were similar there were slight differences in style. I felt like crawling under my chair as the group of mostly strangers watched me enjoying being fucked hard while fucking Dom. The very last scene showed me lying on Eric as Dom collapsed atop me. When the pictures ended and the lights came back on the applause were thunderous. My fellow pledges looked as uncomfortable as I felt.




They Are A-OK Ch. 06



When Dom shook me awake I felt like I had only just shut my eyes. He assured me that I had had my full three hours and added that I had better get moving if I wanted to eat before my next session. I somehow managed to drag myself out of bed and follow Dom's instruction to go down the hall to the showers. Scott was there and had everything I needed to get ready for the day. There was a new toothbrush and razor as well as a fresh set of shorts and tee shirt for me. I was informed that the razor was for more than my face. For the first time since puberty I was going to have a hairless crotch. With Scott's help I managed the required shaving. My pubs, my balls and even my ass were as smooth as a baby when we finished.

"Scott, what's with the shave?" I asked.

I had seen enough of the brothers naked to know that although some trimmed and shaved, shaving was not a requirement. Several of the guys were extra hairy. 

"Just a thing for now. It will be up to you how you keep groomed in the future," He explained. "I have decided to keep my balls smooth and the pubs very short after graduation. But as you have already seen each guy gets to choose his own look." 

I glanced in a mirror before slipping my clean shorts on. I decided that the hairless look was not for me. Then I thought about the two guys I had seen with tattoos where the hair was shaved away and thought I might consider that look. 

As it turned out Dom didn't really need to hurry me so much. We were the first to arrive in the dinning area. After we were joined by my fellow pledges and their TM's our pledge brothers served the six of us breakfast. Scott was the youngest and seemed to get most of the work. Caleb gave us instructions as we finished eating. 

"Your next session will be a discussion of the history of the brotherhood. Each of you will meet with a separate group of alumni members. You must remember that these men are very busy and have given of their time to help you become brothers. You are expected to show them the respect they are due."

I was taken to the same room where I had waited for my session with Dom and Eric. Three of the men I had met earlier that day were waiting for me. As they welcomed me and told me to make myself comfortable I was relieved by two observations. First they were not dressed in the brotherhood uniform of shorts and tee shirt. All were attired in what I now would call business casual clothing. The second thing I noticed was that the oldest of the alumni guests were not included in my group. Though it was hard to tell I guessed the three men ranged in age from mid thirties to maybe fifty. All were still attractive. I decided that if sex was required I would be ok.

"Good afternoon, John. I am Edward Arrington," the oldest looking of the group said.

"Greetings brother Edward," I said and offered my hand.

I in turn offered my hand to the others as Edward introduced them. They were Stanley Keller and Ralph Fielding. Edward told me that he had been in the brotherhood for thirty years which meant I had guessed his age correctly. I was a bit off on Ralph's age who I had thought to be around forty. He had been a member for thirty-six years which made him the oldest of the three. Stanley was the baby. He had been a member for only twelve years and therefore was in his early thirties at most. 

"Now then, before we begin our little history lesson do you have any questions?" 

Although I had many questions I politely said that I had none. I wanted to ask if they were all going to fuck me as part of some ritual of passing the torch or whatever. But I didn't dare. They began by telling me of the founding of the brotherhood. The information they gave expanded a little on the information I already had. Names of the early leaders and bit of their philosophical thoughts on the nature of sexual need were discussed. Ralph gave me a book which I was told contained details of the early leader's doctrines. I was to memorize it over the break. 

They went on to describe the evolution of the brotherhood over its many years of existence. Though sex and sexual ritual had been a part of the brotherhood from the beginning, its importance grew greatly between the two World Wars. My mentors opined that this was in part due to the general changes in society that came with the wildness of the 1920's. The depression of the thirties only helped to bring the members closer together it seemed. Those that were lucky enough to be able to attend college still did not have the resources for outside entertainment. Simple private pleasures became more important. The majority of the few women available to the students wanted payment for sex. The guys turned increasingly to each other. Sexual liaisons between brothers outside of ritual increased in frequency. 

World War Two depressed enrollment and took many alumni brothers to early graves. The brotherhood languished some until the end of the forties. The fifties brought a resurgence in membership as well as a host of curious young men who outwardly appeared to be just like the Beaver's big brother Wally. However, privately sex was becoming ever more acceptable. The straight laced boys of the fifties came from hometowns where girls went all the way. They found themselves in a place where females were scarce. As the founders had discovered young men need outlets for their sexual desires. 

During this period of growth the brotherhood also took on the mystic of being the frat to be in. No one really knew why other than the very secretive nature and exclusiveness. Most who craved an invitation to pledge of course had no idea of the brotherhoods sexual philosophies. This new larger group of members infused the brotherhood with new life. As the fifties gave way to the more open and experimental sixties, a new group of leaders added new rituals. Sex began to be celebrated. What had once been only a single pillar of the reasons the brotherhood existed was becoming the core of its purpose. Society continued to become more permissive and taboos were peeled away. 

"Though one day we may be able to have a completely open brotherhood where all can know our real feelings, society still does not allow us that freedom," Brother Edward concluded. "You have been given a great deal of trust in being told our secrets. We are proud to be passing along to you these things and helping you take your first steps on the glorious path to brotherhood."

When he finished I was given two more books which would fill in any details they left out. Again I did not have any questions to ask. I thanked them for their time and honestly told them how much I enjoyed talking with them.

"We are not yet done, pledge," Stanley said sternly. "Please stand and reveal yourself for inspection."

I knew what the words meant and obediently stood. I pulled my tee shirt over my head and dropped it on the chair. As I went to lower my shorts I paused. I suddenly remembered my shave. I do not know why that felt embarrassing at that moment. For all I knew those men were as smooth as a cue ball down below. I had a second thought too. I wondered if these particular alumni were just dirty old men that wanted me to look like a little boy. I had seen in the mirror that even hairless I looked like a man. I had never thought that guys who shaved their privates looked younger until I was about to get naked in front of three older men, two of whom were older than my parents. However, I had no choice in the matter. They were brothers and I was a pledge. I couldn't disappoint my friends by screwing up.

I pushed my shorts down and stepped free of them. I stood with my legs slightly spread and my hands at my sides as the looked at my naked body. I was told to turn around and I did. I was told to bend over and I did. They had me place my palms on the floor and spread my feet. I heard them stand and felt them move toward me.

"Very good, John," One of them said. 

I was staring at the floor, wondering what was going to happen. I knew they were very close to me. I peeked between my legs and discovered that they had removed their pants. Since all I could see was their legs I did not know if they were nude. In another few seconds that question was answered. I fleet their cocks being rubbed against me. They were all hard and felt fairly large. There was one rubbing against each hip and one rubbing along my wide open crack. I was shaking in anticipation. I was also rock hard with excitement. 

"Stand up, John," They ordered in unison.

As soon as I stood they surrounded me. They pressed their bodies to mine and rubbed against me. They turned me so that each had a chance to rub his cock against my cock. Ralph began to speak in the ritual way others had spoken to me and my fellow pledges.

"John as our younger brothers shared with you, it is time that as older and hopefully wiser brothers we too share with you. In so doing we pass the seed of the past to future and thus mix the generations of the brotherhood." 

Stanley continued where Ralph left off, "As we give to you the seeds of past generations we ask you to give us the seeds of the future."

Edward finished the thought, "In this way we establish the bond between what has been and what will be."

All three went to their knees. The one in front of me began to lick and suck my balls. The other two, nibbled, licked and kissed my ass cheeks. In a few minutes they began to rotate around me. My head spun as my cock went in and out of different mouths and tongues found their way to all of my most imitate places. As my cock exploded, I looked down. I saw that it was Ralph's belly that was receiving my cum. However, I was certain that my time with the alumni was not over. As Ralph milked every last drop of cum from my slowly shrinking cock the other two stood up and held me. If not for them I might have fallen as I felt wobbly like my knees were made of Jello. 

When Ralph released my cock they helped me into a chair. They stood in front of me letting me admire their bodies. They all had great looking cocks. There was no more than an inch separating them in length. I guessed they were around seven inches; all were cut and had nice mushroom heads and thickness. Only Edward's graying pubic hair gave a hint of their ages. Ralph's pubic hair was trimmed and I assumed dyed. Stanley had a very small patch of light brown curls at the base of his dick with tattoo of a cheetah in full stride running above it. I assumed the custom was oldest first when Ralph stepped up in front of me. 

I didn't need any commands. It was obvious that I was going to suck them all. At least I hoped that was the plan. I began to fondle the older man's balls as I took his still viral cock between my lips. I could feel the other two staring at me as I began to suck Ralph's cock. I did my best to put on a good show. For the next ten or fifteen minutes I lustfully sucked his cock taking him deep. Without warning he pulled away, grabbed his cock and jacked off on my face. He had a very satisfied look on his face as he wiped the last droplets on my lips. I ignored the cum dripping down my cheek as Edward stepped in front of me and presented his twitching cock to be sucked. I gave him the same treatment and in less than five minutes he was spraying his cum all over my face. He too seemed very satisfied. 

When Stanley moved in front of me I could see a large bead of precum oozing out of his cum hole. I grabbed his cock and licked the sickly fluid from his cock. The way he reacted I could tell he had a very sensitive cock head. I began to swirl my tongue around his spongy glans and teased the flared ridge and tiny little slit with the tip of my tongue. He jerked around and moaned seductively.

"Jesus, fuck..you are driving me nuts! I am going to have to fuck that hot mouth if you keep it up!" He exclaimed.

Those were the first words that any of them had spoken since the cock sucking had begun. I knew I was really getting him going and took it as a challenge. I had never really had my mouth fucked fully. I was ready for a new experience if he was ready to give it so I kept up the licking and teasing. In another couple of minutes he grabbed my head and began forcing his cock into my mouth. I forced myself to relax and breathe through my nose as he pushed his cock deeper. Soon he was pistoning in and out of my mouth pushing his cock into my throat with each thrust. He didn't manage to pull away before cumming. A huge ribbon of cum splashed against the back of my throat. I happily swallowed the musky treat as he sprayed the rest of his cum on my lips and chin. 

I was hard again and ready to go for more. However, it appeared that my alumni cum exchange might be over when I saw Edward start to dress. Stanley was sitting in the chair next to me still trying to catch his breath. Ralph was playing with his semi erect dick and ogling my erection with a lustful gleam in his eye.

"John, you are going to be a great addition to the brotherhood. Keep up the good work," Edward said as he fastened his belt.

"Brother Ed, I don't think we can leave the young man just yet," Ralph said slyly. "It looks like he has something else to give us."

"It is all yours my friend," Edward said as he handed Ralph something from his pants pocket.

Ralph came over and coated my cock in lube. Then he crawled up in my lap and impaled his ass on my rigid pole. I imagined that he had spent many years being fucked as he easily took all of my cock inside him. As he bounced up and down on my cock he rubbed the drying cum into my cheeks. It wasn't long before my cock erupted in his ass. However he wasn't done. He grabbed his cock and jacked it hard as he ground himself down on my cock. After so much stimulation and two orgasms, it was almost painful having my cock trapped in his ass. I was relieved when a few minutes later I felt a few drops of warm cum hit my belly. He stood up, wiped his dick on my lips and began to get dressed. By that point Stanley had recovered and was dressed.

"Now that we have exchanged new for old we shall forever be bonded across the generations," Edward said.

I didn't know what else to say but thank you. It seemed like it was enough. They each gave me a soft friend-like kiss. As they left I was told to wait in the chair until someone came to get me. It was a short wait. Colin the council's errand boy came in looking very pleased. 

"Well you sure made an impression on the old guys," He said as he handed me a warm wet wash cloth. "Clean yourself up."

I washed my face and cock as he told me how happy the trio of alumni was after our little session. When he was satisfied that I was cleaned up, Colin had me put my uniform back on. As he led me to yet another room I had not been to, he explained that it was time for the pledges to begin bonding. Though no had put it quite that way, I knew the three of us had already begum to bond. Sharing the pledge experience had the effect of bringing us close together quicker than we likely would have in any other situation. 

The room was large and rather oddly furnished. There was a double bed with a huge antique wooden headboard and foot board. The bed posts had rings attached that clearly were made for securing ropes. On the other side of the room was a sitting area that seemed to be set up to view activities on the bed. The scene made me wonder if some of the brotherhood's rituals involved having a member tied to the bed while others watched. I didn't have time to ask Colin about the purpose of the room. 

"I will put your new books with the others," Colin informed me as he left me.

Jason was already there. Jerry had not yet arrived. I wasn't sure if it was because he was still with his alumni group or to give Jason and me a chance to bond one-on-one. I figured the council knew that Jerry and I were teammates and that I had never met Jason before the previous night.

"Hey John, have a good time?" Jason asked as I looked out the window at the rapidly setting sun.

"Yeah, it was something," I replied as my second night of initiation began.

"So what do you think they meant by bonding?"

"Fuck who knows. I just hope they aren't expecting it to be sexual bonding. Those old guys wore me out," I said hoping he didn't take it as a rejection.

"Yeah, fuck, I never thought old dudes had so much stamina!" He exclaimed as I joined him on the sofa.

"My group wasn't really all that old," I said. "Two of them were somewhere in their fifties I think and one less than thirty-five."

"So you didn't have to suck any really old cock then."

He told me that he was with two guys over seventy and one who was about thirty. 

"It was a little weird at first sucking a guy older than my fucking grandfather. But man when he rode me he could have been a young stud. He fucking reamed my ass good. He had a huge cock and no problem getting it up."

"You think it was a Viagra special?" 

"Fuck who knows. All I know is that all three of them had nice big cocks and my ass was filled to capacity. The other old guy was a great fuck too. But the best part was when I had the younger one in my mouth while getting my ass plowed. So did you get fucked good?"

"Didn't get fuck'd at all."

I started explaining about my session. About halfway through, Jerry joined us. I had to go back to the beginning to catch him up. They both thought the facials I got were very hot. After that Jason retold his story. Then it was Jerry's turn. He had been with a mix of ages. One was about sixty-five; the second was in his early fifties and the third maybe forty. He had fucked the two younger ones and sucked and been fucked by all three.

"Man, those dudes must have been saving their jizz for weeks. I thought I was going to fucking drown when the first one came in my mouth and I can still feel that shit leaking out of my ass."

By the time our TM's joined us I did feel closer to my fellow pledges. After sharing a proper greeting we were ordered to strip. At that point getting naked in front of others had become natural. The three of us quickly shed our shorts and tee shirts. 

"We have left you alone to talk and work on the bonding process with your fellow pledges, Caleb began. "Throughout time there will always be a special connection amongst you. You are a small pledge class and likely will be even closer than some who have come before. Thus far only mental bonding as occurred between you. Now you shall add the bonds of physical contact."

I had wondered some about our small number. Considering the size of the brotherhood it seemed at least fifteen new members a year would be needed. When I got to reading the books I discovered that the active size ebbed and flowed with the number of suitable candidates. I also found out that the spring pledge class was generally significantly larger than the fall group.

"John step forward," Dom said sternly. 

I took two steps toward the TM's and awaited further orders. 

"Jason move behind John and press your body to his while embracing him," Derrick ordered.

Suddenly I felt warm flesh pressed against my body. I felt Jason's soft cock pressed between us and I felt his hands slide around my torso. A rush of excitement set my spine to tingling. Dom stepped up and began to guide Jason's hands over my skin. He moved my fellow pledge's hands to my chest. I felt his fingers tease my hard nipples before his hands were moved to my stomach. Dom pushed one of Jason's fingers into my navel. Then the hands moved to my hips. I giggled as fingertips tickled their way to my thighs. Despite being truly sated sexually my cock began to grow. I felt dizzy with excitement. The experience was more like a dream than reality. A hand was on my cock stroking my growing shaft. Fingers were tickling my ball sack. My breathing became ragged and my heart beat rapidly. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 06



I felt Jason's growing cock poking into my ass as his unguided hands fondled and groped me. I was told to turn. Our lips met. We kissed deeply as our hands explored. My hands found his balls and cock. His hands found my ass. After another few minutes Jerry moved behind me and Jason was ordered to his knees. As Jason sucked my cock, Jerry rubbed his hard tool along my ass crease. Every few minutes new positions were ordered. Each of us had turns to suck and be sucked; to rub and be rubbed upon.  

After awhile Caleb barked, "Stop and line up!"

I didn't want to stop. I was aching for release. I was nearly crazed with desire. I was also stunned that I could have such desperate need even after so many orgasms. Without a word the TM's went to their knees in front of us. But they did not kneel before their assigned pledge. Caleb was in front of me slurping on my throbbing cock. Dom was deep throating Jason and Derrick was sucking Jerry's balls. My need to cum was almost painful. Moaning, panting and slurping sounds filled the room like some erotic underground symphony. My heart was beating so hard my temples pounded. As hard as Caleb was working my cock I simply could not cum. I knew it was because the tank was empty. I discovered what I now know to be a universal truth in all things there is a point of excess. I had reached a place where sex was no longer purely pleasure. My need for climax was agonizing. 

Then suddenly it happened. I remember the flash of light. I remember screaming. I remember the deafening sound beating in my ears. I do not remember being carried to bed. The three of us must have had similar experiences. We awoke together in the bed, still naked. Our bodies intertwined. None of us knew how we had gotten into bed. We did know that once again it was daylight. First night was finished. We had definitely shared a bonding experience we would never forget. 

When I sat up I saw that our books were in neat piles on the sofa. In addition, there were clothes taken from our dorm rooms. Jerry was the first out of bed. He read the note to us. 

Congratulations, you have completed first night and showed your mettle. Get dressed and return to your dorms. You will be contacted with further instructions. You are not to have any orgasms until given permission by your TMs!

My first thought was that an orgasm was the farthest thing from my mind. I didn't know that we were being tested.



They Are A-OK Ch. 07



Happily it was Sunday and my first exam wasn't until Tuesday. I was wiped out from the weekend and wanted nothing but sleep after my pledge mates and I had breakfast together. Unhappily my roommate was in the dorm when I got back. He of course wanted to know what had happened at the frat house. It took way too long to convince him that I couldn't tell him.  He kept trying to induce me to talk by swearing he wouldn't tell anyone so I would be safe. Finally I went off to the shower in hopes he would drop the subject after I got back. I later learned that he was paid by one of my future brothers to test me. It was not my only test of the day. Since the bathroom connected to our room was in use I went to the shared four-person shower in the hall. 

A minute after I got in the shower I was joined by two guys. I only knew one of them. Jessie Charles lived two doors down from my room. I had seen him around but never really got to know him up to that point. He introduced the very hot guy he was with as a friend from another hall. The guy was an inch or so over six feet tall. His head and crotch were shaved smooth. The rest of his body had a little light brown fur which seemed to sparkle against his medium toned skin. He wore a very short cropped full beard and his eyes were like bits of coal. His cut cock and balls were average in size and tasty looking. Had I not been so sexually sated I am sure I would have gone rock solid just from imagining fucking him.

"Craig and I were playing in a pick-up touch game. Our dorm was closer so we decided to wash the sweat off here," Jessie explained as they took the shower heads next to me.  

I offered my hand to Craig. I guess the AOK training was already setting in. When he took hold of my offered hand it felt like a spark passed between us. I had to remind myself that I was under orders not to cum. Of course there was another reason for me not to get any ideas. Since I didn't even know if Jessie was into sex with guys I had no glue how Craig might react to a proposition. My second concern was quickly put to rest. As I went back to washing myself, Jessie and Craig began washing each other.

"Shower room foreplay doesn't offend you does it?" Jessie asked with a huge grin.

"Um a no it's cool," I answered as casually as I could.

"Cool, it would be great if you joined us. I would love to have the two of you work my ass over," Craig said as he reached over and fondled my balls with his soapy hand.

I went instantly hard. The guy had a great ass. He sure as hell wouldn't have had to ask twice any other time. But I had my orders and even though I didn't think either of those guys were in the brotherhood I wasn't going to go against orders.  

"I can't now. I have studying to do. Besides I wouldn't want to horn in on your party," I said rather unconvincingly.

Jessie moved to my other side and pressed his soapy hard cock against my hip. His cock was a good eight inches and look hot. It is one of those that have a bit of a hook shape and very pronounced purplish head. He was a short compact guy that looked like he worked out daily. I was shocked at how good it felt to have him humping my upper leg. I was equally shocked when Craig began to stroke my cock with his other hand while continuing to fondle my balls.

"Oh come on man. You can take a break from studies," Jessie insisted. "Fucking Craig is a treat not to be missed. I swear he was born with a cunt in his ass. We will both suck you first to get you ready."

I was definitely wavering. I had to fight not to give in when Craig got on his knees and as the shower rinsed the soap from my dick. The next thing I knew my balls were in his mouth. He was one talented ball teaser. I was already panting when Jessie got down next to him and swallowed my cock. If I hadn't cum so many times that weekend I would definitely have gone against orders.  Before things got out of control I somehow summoned the courage to push them away.  

"Really, guys, it feels fucking awesome and you definitely have a very fuckable ass. But I can't. I hope you will give me a rain check."

I grabbed a towel and was in the hall without bothering to dry off. I didn't want to give them a chance to convince me to stay. I was happy to see that my roommate was gone when I got back to the room.  I was in bed and sound asleep in minutes. I woke up in total darkness to the sounds of my room mate fucking some chick.  Normally, I would have just rolled over and pretended to be asleep. But I had to piss so bad it hurt.  After a few minutes of fighting the painful urge hoping they would finish I had no choice. I jumped out of bed and into the bathroom acting like nothing was happening in the next bed.  I must have stayed in the bathroom at least fifteen minutes to give them time to finish. Turned out I gave them more than enough time. When I came back in the room the girl was laying in my bed, totally nude with legs spread like she was on display.

"Damn bout time you got back. I wore your friend's dick out. How about you finish me off baby?" She said will a wicked grin.

"Um damn that is some offer but I think Sammy boy needs to finish what he started. Hey dick-weed, get over here and lick this girl's pussy if you can't get it up anymore," I called to him thinking a girl that spread it like that didn't expect a gentleman. 

"Shit man. Come on help a buddy out. She fucking wore me and my dick out!" He said. "Since when you turn down free cunt anyway?"

I was sure something was wrong at that point. Sam was not really a ladies man. Though he had fucked one other girl in our dorm he never offered to share. In addition, I had never seen the girl before. Seemed really weird that Sam managed to get some chick I never met to come fuck him with me in the room. 

"Shit, I don't know what the joke is, but I am going to take a walk. That will give you two some private time to finish," I said as I grabbed a pair of jeans. 

I think I set a record getting dressed and out of the room. Dom and Craig the guy from the shower met me outside.

"I believe you met brother Craig already," Dom said with a shit eating grin. 

As I greeted Craig properly Dom added, "I am glad you are doing so well with your tests. Craig is our official pledge tester this semester. You are forbidden from talking about him or any of your tests with the other pledges."

"Yes sir," I said trying to hide how pissed I was about the shower scene.

It was almost impossible not to react when I heard the rest of Dom's story. He told me about my room mate being paid to try to get me to break my pledge of secrecy. He also explained that the chick Sam was fucking was a prostitute. She had been paid to fuck Sam and to do her best to seduce me. I assumed Sam was getting more of his reward as we spoke. They didn't explain where my hall mate Jessie fit in the plot. They took me around the corner of the building. There was a place where a stand of bushes offered a reasonably concealed spot. They told me to get on my knees and Craig dropped his pants.

"Come on pledge, get busy sucking me. Damn test left me horny as shit," Craig ordered

I really got into slurping on his hairless cock and balls even though I was scared as shit someone would catch us. It took me at least twenty minutes to make his cock erupt. When I was done I had a very uncomfortable bulge in my pants. 

"Don't forget no orgasms," Dom said as Craig pulled up his pants.

They walked off leaving me on my knees with a hard cock. I decided to take a walk since I had no desire to walk in on Sam and the hooker. I happened to end up walking by Troy's dorm building.  I guess I had subconsciously steered myself in that direction. I needed to talk and Troy was both my mentor and AOK guide. Even though there was a chance I would wake him I went to his room and knocked. After a few minutes of insistent knocking Troy's very hot and nearly naked girlfriend opened the door. 

"What the fuck?" She said in a very unladylike tone.

The last thing I had considered was finding her in the room. I had met Jenny Crothers many times. But I had never seen the long legged blonde hottie so close to naked before that. 

"Shit, John, don't just stand there like some fucking deer about to be run over. Come on in. I am sure Troy will wake up for you," She said with an odd inflection.  

I stepped into the room and she turned on the light. She clearly wasn't the modest type. The bright light revealed the outline of her tits and her nipples pressed against the tee shirt she wore. The shirt was so short that it only concealed her cunt by about an inch. When she bent over to shake Troy I got a great view of her ass and her hairless pudendum. 

"Come on lover boy, wake up! Your little buddy is here," She said as she shook Troy.

At that point I was thinking I had made a mistake going to his room in the middle of the night. Troy finally woke up and rolled over. When he saw it was me he jumped out of bed and gave a proper greeting. It was a bit of an odd scene him standing there naked shaking my hand while his scantily clad girlfriend looked on. 

"What's up, John?" He asked as if it was normal to be jolted out of bed by a male lover while you were with your girlfriend.

"Shit I'm sorry, Troy. I had some stuff to talk about. I didn't think. I oh fuck, Jenny sorry I popped in on you guys."

"Craig put you through the grinder tonight, bud?" He asked. 

I looked at him and then at Jenny. I was surprised he said anything in front of her and I knew that I couldn't talk about brotherhood stuff with her in the room. I was surprised about her expression also. Instead of the pissed-off look I expected she was smiling at me. I remember thinking she had a very sweet smile.

"Um Troy, I can't really talk about that," I said motioning toward Jenny.

"No worries, she has a special girlfriend exemption."

He explained that guys with long term girl friends had a partial exemption when it came to telling certain things about the brotherhood as long as the girl could be trusted. They couldn't reveal any of the rituals and history. But they could tell about some of the sex stuff. I got the impression Troy was very open with Jenny.

"Yeah John don't worry about me. I know all about you AOK guys and how you like to suck each other's wee-wees," She said with a playful laugh. 

I was blushing so much at that point my face felt hot.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about. I think it is hot," She said as she sat down on Troy's bed.

When she sat down the tee shirt rode up and pretty much completely exposed her pussy.  She didn't bother to try to cover back up.

"Any chance I am going to get to see a little show?" She added playfully.

"Well baby, he can suck me, but I can't do him. It would be too much torture. He is on orgasm restriction," Troy explained. 

She burst out laughing, "No shit? You boys really are silly."

"Fuck is everybody trying to drive me insanely horny?" I blurted out.  

"Hey, relax man. You don't have to do anything you don't want here."

"Sorry, John, I wasn't trying to make things hard for you," Jenny added.

When she realized she had made an unintentional pun she buried her face in her hands.  

"It's ok. I have just been propositioned by too many people tonight.  I really hope this isn't another test. I've been through too much tonight."

"This is not a test. You're my friend and if it wouldn't be like the biggest break of brotherhood rules ever for me I would just help you out and let you cum. But this is a big one John. You need to keep a lid on it for a couple of days," Troy explained.

"Can you at least tell me if I am going to have any more tests?" 

"I can't say for sure. Craig is in charge of testing. What tests have you had so far?"

I told him about my adventures in the dorm as completely as I could recall.

"Jeez, seems he already brought in the heavy outside talent. You will probably have a couple of easy days with everyone busy with exams.  Next big thing is Thursday night after exams are over. The last pledge class graduates. You will be part of that ceremony. That is all I am going to tell you."

"Ok, thanks, Troy. I am going to get out of here. You will have to take a rain check on the show, Jenny," I said genuinely sorry to miss the opportunity to play with her in the picture.  

"I will hold you to that," She said still flashing me a shot of her goodies.

"Pledge I think it is only fair that you show her your cock since she has shown you her snatch. Drop you pants!" Troy ordered. 

Having no choice I undid my pants and pushed them down. She whistled as I stood there with my half hard bald cock on display.

"Damn, baby, how come you never told me what nice equipment Johnny has?" She cooed.

"Sorry for the oversight," He said sarcastically as he began to fondle my dick. 

As I grew fully erect he added, "Sorry bud, but I thought she deserved it see your meat in all its glory. 

She was masturbating by the time he allowed me to pull my pants back up. I could hear the bed squeaking as I closed the door behind me. I decided Troy was going to have to make up for teasing me like that by letting me fuck his girl sometime. Since I still didn't want to confront my roommate and the prostitute I went to the library. I pretended to be reading a book while dozing in a comfy chair for the rest of the night. 

The next day was uneventful except for a brief conversation with my room mate about the previous night. He apologized and explaining that the money and the pussy was too good to resist. I forgave him. I knew if he had turned Craig down they would have just Found another way to torture me. The guy down the hall was another story. I ran into him Monday night after dinner and demanded an explanation. 

"Shit, I don't even know what is going on with you two. I lost a fucking bet man. Fuckers probably cheated me but I can't prove that. Anyway, they said they would let me off the hook if I went along with a little game."

"Shit, don't even try to tell me that last night was the first time you put your mouth on a cock," I protested.  

"I wasn't saying that. I have experimented some and it wasn't the first bet I ever lost to Craig. He is one lucky fucker and he likes to be in charge if you know what I mean. I am sure you understand because you sure as hell weren't objecting to the guy sex thing."

"So you didn't know why Craig wanted you to do that?"

"He just told me it was a prank. I have to admit I did think it was strange that he offered me a bonus if I made you cum."  

"So I guess his joke didn't work out like he planned."

"Yeah, whatever, I guess not. By the way I don't know what was up with that stuff he made me say about fucking his ass. He sure as hell never let me do that."

"Part of the joke I guess. Anyway, take care I got to hit the books." 

I wondered if Craig who clearly had dominant tendencies would have actually let me fuck his ass to get me to cum. I didn't bother spending much time contemplating that question. I had studying to do. The next two days went by without any contact from the brotherhood. Exams consumed us all. Thursday as I was on my way to my last exam of the semester Colin caught up to me and gave me a small envelope. The engraved card inside read:

"Your presence is required at a very special event this evening. Your pledge brother has proven his worth and will graduate along will his pledge class to full membership in the brotherhood. Report to your task master at 7:00 PM this evening at the House for preparations.

Clearly the card was not the invitation it appeared to be. Whatever awaited me was definitely a command performance.  I liked Scott and was happy to be a participant in the celebration of his graduation. However, I was somewhat apprehensive about what part my fellow pledges and I might have to play. I had learned that there were eleven pledges in Scott's pledge class. That was a lot of cock for three guys to service. I was so consumed with the anticipation of the evening's activities that I found concentrating on that day's exam nearly impossible. When grades were posted I was relived to have earned a B even though I had anticipated an A in the course originally.

I had another problem that afternoon. Four days without an orgasm; not even a jack-off had me ready to climb the walls.  I figured that for whatever reason they wanted us really horny for the celebration. 

After the exam I tried to busy myself with packing for the break.  Since the official last day of exams was Monday, I had plenty of time, but idle hands were definitely not a good thing for me that afternoon.  I was scheduled to leave for home Monday morning which Dom said was ok since my last required brotherhood function would be on Saturday night. About five my room mate came in from his exam. 

"Jesus fucking christ! Professor Staunton is one ball busting ass wipe fuck!" He exclaimed.

His outburst was just what I needed to help take my upcoming appointment off my mind.

"Hard test?" I asked in my best sarcastic tone.

"Fuck that cocksucker was beyond hard. You want to go hit a bar and get shit faced tonight? I could really use a good drunk to forget this day."

"Sorry man. I have to do a mandatory frat thing tonight."

"Oh, ok cool. Still can't figure how you caught such a break. I didn't even think you were the Greek type. I would give my left nut for the chance to pledge AOK."

"Well I guess it is who you know, bud. I made a couple of friends that happen to be AOKs is all," I semi-lied.

There was truth to the knowing the right guys thing. But I knew it was more that I sucked the right cocks. I had no idea where Sam stood on the subject of gay sex. We had never talked about it and he had never shown any indication that he might be into cock. 

"Shit, I know a couple of AOKs pretty well and I didn't get carried off in the night in my boxers," He said with an odd laugh.  "I guess I can hang it up now and just pledge Delta Tau or Sigma Alpha."

"Well you gotta do what you think you gotta do. But you still have another shot next semester."

"You saying I have an in now that my room mate is in?" He asked hopefully.  

"Shit, I am just a pledge. They won't be done putting me through the wringer by the time they pick the next group. I am pretty sure no one is going to ask me what the fuck I think."

"But couldn't you give me some pointers on what they are looking for in a pledge? Shit you got picked; you must know something that I could be doing to get them to notice me."

I knew exactly what he needed to do. I also knew that I couldn't tell him that he needed to start sucking his AOK friends' cocks. 

"Sorry, I have no idea what made them pick me. But if I learn anything I think could help you get in I will let you know."

He thanked me but was clearly not happy with the answer. I decided to ask Troy if it would be appropriate for me to try to test my roommate's interest in gay sex. That was when I remembered that I had not told Sam that I was moving out that spring. 

"Hey, I have to shower and get ready for tonight, but there is something I need to tell you. I got an opportunity to share one of the campus apartments so I am going to be moving out over break."

I had been told that I had to come back three days early to take care of the moving process.  I needed to be out so the new person could move in.

"Oh fuck man! You are a good roomie. They will probably stick some loser transfer geek in here now. Fuck!"

His out burst surprised me. Sam and I had not really bonded. I guessed that it was my very active social life that I had been the root of that since he seemed to like me more than I liked him.

"Hey, maybe you will get a better roommate. It's not like we hung out much and stuff."

"Maybe, anyway, it is too late to change what has gone by the way. I will have to be more outgoing with the next guy so he will stick around the room more."




They Are A-OK Ch. 07



I thought his tone and choice of words was a bit odd. However, I didn't have time to explore their meaning.

"Sam, I don't want you to think I am moving because of you or anything you did or didn't do. This thing just came up with a friend of mine. He was all set to take over one of the two bedroom places. He needed a roommate."

"Yeah don't worry, it's cool."

That was the end of our conversation. I needed to hit the shower and get dressed. I was glad our shared bathroom was free as I didn't want to deal with the hall shower. Since I had not been instructed on what to wear I went with a nice pair of khakis and button down shirt.  Unfortunately, as I was getting dressed I had forgotten about my shaved pubic hair. Sam definitely noticed.

"What he fuck did you do that for? He howled when I dropped my towel.

I didn't think having your balls shaved was a big secret so I told him that it was part of my hazing. He seemed to accept that without any issue. I think almost everyone thought frat hazing involved nudity in some way. Being made to shave you pubs didn't mean that sex was involved.

At exactly seven o'clock I met Dom in the small parlor of the AOK house. My fellow pledges and their TMs were also there. 

"Ok, pledges, we need to get you ready for the graduation celebration. I hope you all are freshly showered," Caleb said.

We all indicated that we had showered just before coming to the house. Then Derrick ordered us to strip. Within a minute the three of us were standing there bare ass. I didn't like the look on Derrick's face. He rang a bell and Colin came in form a side door. 

"Brother Colin, these pledges have not maintained their grooming and are not fit for the celebration. Do you have someone around that can help them quickly?" Derrick asked in a clearly pissed-off tone.

As he gathered up our clothes, Colin said that he would be right back with some assistants.  I knew right away the issue was our four day growth of pubic stubble. I wanted to protest that we had not been told to keep the area smooth.  But even if I had had the nerve I didn't have the chance.

"Go face the wall! Dom barked. 

When we got to the wall he added, "Bend, palms on the wall, feet outside your shoulders."

There was no doubt that we were about to be punished for an infraction we didn't even know we were committing. A rush of excitement ran along my spine. I struggled to stay still as I waited for the first blow to land on my ass. I felt someone standing behind me. Warm hands softly caressed my ass cheeks. One of the TM's, I think it was Derrick said that their little monkeys had stubbly asses. The other TM's laughed appreciatively at the remark. The laughter stopped and was replaced by Caleb's rich baritone voice.

"While we have found humor in this situation, it is not in reality a laughing matter, pledges. In the brotherhood, we are expected to maintain proper grooming. In the future you will be able to choose the look that best suits you. However, you have shown great disrespect by not maintaining the look we chose for you. While we prefer to teach with words and gentle persuasion, there are times when harsher methods are required. Disrespecting your brothers is akin to blasphemy. As we stand here under the portrait of our founder it would be disrespectful of us toward his memory not to take action. Therefore, though we are loathed to engage in physical punishment we shall bow to tradition and employ the paddle to emphasize the wrong you have inflicted."  

The speech sounded rehearsed. I wondered what infraction he would have found had we had the foresight to maintain the smooth look. I had no doubt that no matter the reason the paddling we were about to receive had been planned. The first whack with the flat wooden board knock all thought from my mind. My senses were overwhelmed with the stinging burn coursing into my body from my ass. As I felt subsequent whacks it was clear that the three TMs were rotating taking turns spanking each of us. There was a subtle difference in the way each wielded the paddle. By my unofficial count they each took four whacks at our asses for a total of twelve. 

My ass burned when they were done. But worse was the incredible sexual desire I had. My cock was hard and jerking around between my legs. When I realized that Colin had returned with his helpers at some point during the spankings I was embarrassed that more guys would discover that the spanking had caused such arousal.  I couldn't accept that having my ass assaulted was the cause. I was somewhat relieved when I managed to glance either way and saw that my fellow pledges were also sporting full erections. 

"Stand and turn around," Dom snapped after the TM's had had a couple of minutes to admire their work. 

"It is fortunate that the celebration does not require you to sit. You will find that will be difficult for a few hours," Derrick said as he began to stroke my throbbing cock.

This was worse torture than the spanking by far. I was on the edge of losing control. There was no ambiguity about the rules in that area. I had been told not to cum until given permission by my TM. Dom said nothing as he deftly manipulated Jerry's cock. I closed my eyes; not wanting to see; trying not to feel. I heard Jason moaning next to me and knew he was close to going over the edge. Caleb growled and warned him not to cum. I wanted to scream for them to stop as Derrick used his thumb to rub my precum over my cock head. 

"Hold on," Dom said clearly trying to bolster our resolve.

It stopped just as I was sure I could not hold out for another second. All three of us had somehow passed the test. I was afraid to open my eyes. I thought that just seeing my naked fellow pledges and their hard dicks or even Dom's face might cause my dick to begin spewing semen. All three of us were panting as our TM's and their helpers looked at our naked bodies.

"Take them! Get them groomed and dressed. Time is short," Caleb instructed.

"Come on guys," Colin said with a hint of excitement in his voice.

When I opened my eyes the bulge in his pants was very evident. They led us up the back stairs. Thankfully we did not encounter any of our future brothers along the way to the shower room. They had us stand while they shaved away the meager new growth on our pubic areas, balls and asses. After rinsing and drying off we were taken to another room to dress. I had chosen to take a cold rinse which had helped to kill my hard-on. I was glad I had when I saw what we were to wear. 

The underpants were barely more than a pouch and string around the waist.  Jason's large equipment almost didn't fit. I noticed Jerry's very red ass as he adjusted the little string that ran from the waist to the bottom of the pouch. It was meant to be concealed in the ass crack so that from behind we looked naked. Over the underwear went an unusual pair of shorts. The side seams were Velcro. They could easily be ripped off with one good yank. The shirts they gave us were half tees which left our abs exposed. I would have felt less silly being naked. Once dressed we were taken back downstairs and left in a small room off of the big living room where we had first been shown to the brotherhood. Jason made the mistake of trying to sit in one of the comfortable looking chairs. 

"Son of a bitch!" He exclaimed as he jumped to his feet. "They were right about not being able to sit for awhile guys. 

We milled around waiting and peering into the big room. There was a dais set up in front of the fire place. The rest of the room was filled with rows of chairs. I guessed that there was room for at least a hundred to sit in the audience area. After a few minutes I heard an old clock chime the hour. Nine tones; we had been in the house two hours. Student and alumni members of the brotherhood began to file into the room. They were all attired in nice suits. I felt even sillier to be dressed in an outfit fit for a stripper in a gay bar in light of the formal dress of the others.  I recognized my friends and a few other brothers I had met along the way. The ones I recognized included the alumni I had met on first night. Ralph Fielding looked through the open alcove and winked at me as he passed by in an elegant expensive looking suit. Kyle had also acknowledged me as he passed by. Seeing his smile reminded me that it had been a long time since I had been with him. I kind of wished that the two of us could simply go off on a quiet date somewhere. I hoped we would get a chance to be together before I left on Monday morning. 

When only the front row was left empty, Colin opened the door to the left of the fire place. He announced the arrival of the graduating pledges and their mentors. Eleven young men were escorted into the room by eleven cloaked figures. The graduating pledges were blindfolded. They were not dressed in suits like the audience. Instead they had on what could best be described as tunics. They would have looked more at home being led into the Roman forum or a an ancient Greek theater than they did entering a frat house in the twentieth century. One can only assume that the look was a nod to Greek society. I could not tell if the mentors wore suits under their cloaks. The new arrivals took their places in the front row and then every one stood as Colin announced the members of the council. They wore their robes and their hoods nearly obscured their faces. Each was introduced individually. Brock entered last. The council took their seats as Brock stepped to the podium. Colin nodded and the audience sat back down.

"Brothers it is with great pleasure that I welcome you to this joyous celebration. Today eleven new brothers shall enter the light. They shall from this day forward be our brethren.  They have passed the trials and earned the right to claim the privileges of brotherhood. They have shown their loyalty and through their actions proven their worth. They are each individually and together as a group deserved of the honor we give them this night. No longer will they be pledges in need of showing their mettle. They will stand as our brothers, equal to all of us. They will be part of the great chain that stretches back to our founder, the revered one, Frederick Stimson."

He paused after speaking the founder's name as if he had just invoked some great magic.

"Our new brothers will be the ones who someday help the chain stretch forward into the infinite expanse of the unknown future. Please rise and join our new brothers as they recite for the first time the creed of brotherhood."

"As a member of the great brotherhood of Alpha-Theta-Kappa I pledge to honor our brothers and be true to the credo set forth by those who came before us. I guarantee this pledge with my own honor and in so doing offer my undying respect for the one who first saw the truth of our ways. I am and shall always be a disciple of Ol' Fred. The brotherhood protects me and I in turn protect my brothers. All else that I am pales when placed against my commitment and love for the brotherhood. May I always live up to my oath and the trust of my brothers."

The pledge was offered in a sing song manner by a symphony of voices. Though a bit corny and very old fashioned it was inspiring in that setting. At that moment I fervently hoped to earn the right to speak those words at the next celebration. 

"My new brothers please turn and face the assembly." Brock said after the group had a few minutes to contemplate their oath. 

The eleven newly ordained members of the brotherhood stood with their blindfolds still in place. 

"Mentors, uncover your charges eyes and let them come into the light of the brotherhood."

As the mentors took away the blindfolds the room erupted in applause and cheers. The new brothers beamed. I wanted to run to Scott and congratulate him. My friend was enjoying an important moment and all I could do was look on from an alcove while wearing a ridiculous outfit. I smiled when I thought of Scott being in my place only a few months earlier.

"Mentors bring your brothers to the stage so that the council may officially welcome them," Brock said as the applause died down. 

The next part of the ceremony was clearly choreographed and well practiced. Each of the eleven was individually led to the steps of dais by their mentor. The mentor backed away as the young man climbed the stirs. He bowed to Brock and then was embraced by the bear-like president.  Brock did not hide that he gave each new member's ass a big squeeze before allowing them to be greeted by the other council members. I could not tell for sure but it appeared that the council members groped each of the new members after exchanging a proper greeting. Once all eleven were greeted they were asked to stand at the front of the stage as Brock spoke.

"We welcome you all with pride my brothers. Now as we asked you the first night you stood in this room, we again ask you to reveal yourselves to the brotherhood." 

The eleven new brothers pulled their tunics over their heads and stood naked before the assembly. The audience was silent offering their rapt attention as they caressed their new brothers with their eyes. After a few minutes as if on cue all eleven turned around. I didn't know if they turned to show their front sides to the council or their back sides to the audience. Whichever it was I was sure both groups appreciated the view. As with all AOKs these guys were handsome, fit and athletic looking. My fellow pledges and I were again having trouble with arousal. I had a feeling that trouble was going to get worse. The new members continued to stand with their bare asses on display as Brock continued. 

"Now my brothers, there are three others who await our attention. They have already pledged their intent to join the brotherhood. Though time has been short, each has already shown that they deserve the trust we are showing them in allowing them to prove their worth. I am confidant when next we gather in celebration we will be welcoming all three as brothers. Now let us welcome them as pledges."

Unnoticed Colin had moved to the alcove. He stepped into the ante room and motioned for us to follow. As we walked single file toward the front of the room the audience erupted in applause. The sound was thunderous. I focused on Brock's beaming face trying to ignore the adulation of my future brothers. The greeting seemed more a crippling burden of expectation than a joyous welcome. As we moved along the rows of chairs I caught a familiar face here and there. I saw Craig smiling at us with his freshly shaven head reflecting the artificial light. Troy gave me thumbs up. Kyle looked like he was about to cry. I so wanted to run to him, jump in his lap and be enveloped in his protective arms. That was the moment I realized that I was falling in love with a guy. I didn't have time to savor the happiness that bought. 

We had reached the stage. I was only a few feet from those hot naked men. Their asses were like beacons calling to me. My cock felt trapped in its pouch. My heart was beating fast. Though I was breathing I felt as if my lungs had ceased functioning. Brock motioned us to join him on stage. We had not been given any instructions so we offered a standard brotherhood greeting to the big man.

"Welcome pledges," Brock said with a wide smile. "As each new group comes into the brotherhood, another group waits at their heels. As our new brothers stand fully exposed before the assembly symbolizing their total openness within the brotherhood we invite you to greet those you would join.  They most recently came to the end of the path you are just now embarking upon. As all brothers wish to help one another they also wish to guide those aspiring to join us on that path.  The newest of our brothers are in a unique position to offer help on your journey.  The bond between consecutive classes of pledges is often as close as the bond within the class. Tonight as one journey concludes and a new one moves forward we encourage the beginning of that bonding." 

Brock excelled at giving the little rehearsed speeches required of the president of the brotherhood. Clearly he had been a good choice for the position. Brock leaned forward and whispered in Jerry's ear. My teammate moved to the first guy in the line and exchanged a proper greeting. Then he reached out and carefully fondled the clearly startled man's balls while speaking the words that Brock had instructed him to say.

"As I aspire to be what you now are, I show my care and respect for your accomplishments by touching your most vital and tender place. As I wish you take care in guiding me I take care in touching you so that only pleasure is given."

I was surprised that Jerry had remembered the words so well. As he moved down the line repeating the ritual words Brock whispered in my ear. I greeted each of the new members and said essentially the same words. Jason followed me down the line. We all did our best to speak the exact phrase Brock gave us to each of the new members. However, if anyone was listening carefully they would have notice the slight changes and occasional omitted words. Those small errors did not seem to matter to anyone. After we greeted the council members we were escorted out of the room by our TMs. I was little disappointment to be missing the rest of what Brock had to say and leaving behind those eleven hard cocks. We were taken back to the parlor where Dom gave a speech.

"Our new brothers have suffered the same restriction placed upon you this week. There was no need to test them as you were tested however. We are pleased that each of you managed to pass what we know were difficult tests. Our brothers no longer bear their restrictions. It has been decided that you who have just begun to understand the trials they so successfully managed should show your congratulations.  You will do this by giving them their first orgasms as brothers. I warn you that your restrictions are still in place. We hope that you will all pass this final test of control. You already know that punishment awaits failure. Reward awaits success."

We were taken up to the council room where we had made our pledges. Brock was there with eleven new members. All twelve of them were naked standing by the window of truth. The big man was in the back of the group with his arms draped on the shoulders of two of the brothers. They did not acknowledge our presence. It seemed as if they were staring in awe at something. Colin who was also naked stepped from the shadows and took us one at a time to see what they were looking upon. Assembled on the front lawn were the brothers who had been in the hall. They still wore their suits. Though some looked up toward the window it was clear that they could not see us standing in the darkened room. It was equally clear that they knew we were there. 

After each of us had our chance to see the crowd Brock guided the group away from the window. As soft lighting began to illuminate the room with a gentle glow drapes automatically moved in place concealing the window.  We were suddenly enclosed in a private world. Almost unnoticed our TMs had shed their suits and slipped back against the far wall with Colin to watch. The eleven new members and Brock stood before us fully erect. They looked at us with lustful hunger. I glanced toward Dom hoping for reassurance. There were others there too. Troy and the other mentors as well as the guys who had helped Colin groom us. All were naked.

I wasn't sure that I was up to the test that was about to be given. I wanted to run away and find Kyle. I wanted him to take me somewhere safe where we could be alone and simply make love. At the same time I was craving sex. I needed it and also feared it. I was afraid I couldn't control my body once an orgy began. I felt there was a chance I could hang on if they didn't fondle me and just required my mouth. But it seemed unlikely that none would want to fuck me. I knew the slightest touch of my prostate would cause my cock to erupt. I was surprised when Brock stepped forward and took my hand. He led me away from the group and spoke softly to me. . 




They Are A-OK Ch. 07



"John you looked troubled."

"Sir I do not know how I can pass the test that is being presented."

He leaned forward and kissed my cheek. He moved his lips to my ear and whispered, "You can't."

My breath caught in my throat. I had to speak. I had to ask how I could pass the test if failure was predetermined. I fought to find my voice.

"But then if there is no way to pass this test, how can I succeed move toward my reward?"

He smiled at me, put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me to him. In an odd way he made me feel safe. I hoped if I was to fail that I failed pleasuring him.

"You have made an assumption about what success and reward means. It is possible you have already succeeded simply by acknowledging the enormity of the task. However, it may also be that success lies in attempting even in the face of impossibility. As for reward, lasting as long as you can in such a test provides a kind of reward. Did you not learn that the first time you were asked to deny yourself? Then again there is a certain kind of reward obtained when failure comes."

As he ended his philosophical speech he turned me toward the group. Jerry and Jason were on their knees. Each had a cock in his mouth and one in each hand.  I wondered why they had not been taken aside before being thrown into the test. Could it have been that I was the only one who showed concern? Might I have already failed the test? 

"Relax, John. The brotherhood is about fun and pleasure. The report is, you found as most do that there is a measure of pleasure even in punishment. So would it be so bad if you failed and were punished?" He said in a reassuring tone.

"I don't know. I only know that I want to be one of them."

He made a gesture and Scott came over with another of the new members who I had not met before. 

"John, you know brother Scott. This is Tom DeBois."

"Greetings brother Tom, brother Scott," I said quickly offering my hand to the stunning young man standing in front of me. 

He was tall and muscular without an extra gram of fat anywhere. His well built upper body was smooth and had none of the bulging veins that often mare such muscular men. His eight inch cut cock stood straight up except for the little curve at the end that made the head point a little bit toward his navel and taught abs. When Brock ripped away my shorts with a hard yank I hoped he wasn't planning to have Tom fuck me. I thought my inexperienced ass might have difficult with the hooked cock.

"Show Tom how proud you are of his accomplishment," Brock said as he gave my tight pouch a gentle squeeze.  

I instinctively dropped to my knees and began to lick Tom's large full balls.  As I licked and kissed his sack I could see Jerry getting it from both ends in the back ground while several guys were rubbing their cocks on Jason. I reached around and began to caress Tom's firm buns as I licked my way up his curved shaft. I loved the feel of his large cock head against my tongue. I lavished him with a long tongue bath as I continued to fondle his ass. My own cock was dancing between my legs as I enjoyed pleasuring a stud I had just met. His appreciative moaning added to my excitement and pleasure. The taste of his precum made me want more. I engulf his cock in my mouth and took him deep. The curve of his dick made it a bit difficult to get him all in at that angle. 

I fought both my gag reflex and the rising tide in my loins. I realized that if I let it happen I could cum just from the excitement in that room. As I continued working on Tom's fabulous cock, Scott moved behind and started rubbing his dick on my back. 

"Come on sexy boy, milk that hot cock. Make him cum. God I am dying to feel your lips on my dick," Scott moaned as he began massaging my shoulders. 

I tried to think of anything but Scott's cock and how good his hands felt on my body. Brock was still there too. He was stroking his huge cock and fondling his bull-sized balls. I knew that I was going to end up with a lot of cum in my belly before the night was over. I slid a finger into Tom's ass crease as I continued using my lips and tongue to try to coax a creamy treat from Tom's cock. When I touched his rosebud, I knew I was on the right track. His cock jerked in my mouth and he let out an appreciative squeal. When I pushed my finger into him I was surprised how easily his anus accepted the intrusion. Seconds after my finger found Tom's prostate my mouth was filled with cum. It as if I had pressed a trigger causing his cock to spew a river of semen. 

Spent he staggered backwards and would have fallen if he hadn't been caught by one of the other new brothers. Scott came around in front of me and I began working on his cock. The guy who had caught Tom gently lowered him to floor and took Scott's place behind me. Since I had experience with Scott I knew exactly how to bring him to a quick orgasm. I wrapped my hand around the base of his big cock. I sucked hard on his cockhead as I pumped his shaft. He was moaning like a bitch in heat. The combination of his erotic moaning, hearing Brock jacking off next to me and having a strange guy rubbing his hard cock all over me while he caressed my back was causing me to teeter on the edge of cumming. Fortunately, Scott came quickly. As his cum was slithering down my throat the new guy was already moving to take Scott's place. 

My mouth wasn't left empty for long when Scott pulled out. The new guy was into mouth fucking. He gripped the sides of my head and held me as he pushed his cock in and out of my mouth. I was able to easily accommodate his small straight cock. He was definitely under six inches and about average in circumference. As he fucked my face I heard Jerry cry out. I managed to look his way even as my guy continued fucking my face.  A guy was fucking Jerry doggie style. He had Jerry's cock in his hand jacking him hard. The scream came when Jerry lost control. I knew I couldn't hold out much longer either when Brock moved behind me. The big man rubbed his huge cock on me while massaging my back and ass. The new guy was still fucking my mouth which was helping me to fight off the feelings Brock was causing. However, there was no fighting the feelings when Brock began to gently fondle my ball sack.  I knew if he touched my dick my struggle would be over. I began to try to use my tongue to help get the guy that was fucking my mouth to cum. I hoped if he came that Brock would take his place and stop stimulating me. When finally I felt his dick jerk and then shoot a huge wad of cum down my throat I thought I had succeeded.

The new guy moved away and I could see across the room to where Jason was being fucked in both ends. The guys had a rhythm going. They filled his mouth and ass with gusto. Another guy was under Jason sucking his dick.  I knew he would soon join Jerry in failure. I also wondered why Brock had not moved to fill my mouth. As looked around it seemed all of the new guys were either engaged or recovering. That was when I felt Brock's lube coated finer enter my ass. He leaned forward and nibbled my ear as he fingered me. 

"Hold on," He whispered. "I want you to cum while I am fucking you.

I was terrified. I didn't think I could handle Brock's monster cock in my ass. But I was also excited.  I needed release. If getting that release meant having my ass ripped up then so be it I decided. 

"Relax, don't worry. You are going to love this." He said softly as he added another finger. 

I wished that it had hurt more. The pleasure of being fingered was taking me closer to the edge. When he added a third finger my eyes sprang open. I saw Jason's body jerking. I was sure he was cumming. It was all I could do to maintain control. I wanted to give Brock what he wanted. 

"Please, fuck me now. I can't oh shit, h.ho.hold on much longer..oh fuck!" I begged and moaned.

He must have been waiting for me to reach the point where I begged to be fucked. I felt his hands grip my hips as his cock pressed into my open sphincter.  His huge log was stretching me wide open. There was pain but it was far less than I expected. When I felt his thick pubes against the upper part of my ass I knew I had taken all of him. It burned but it also felt amazingly good. He ground his big cock into me sending me into orbit. I pushed back and bucked under him.

"Yes, baby, cum for me. Show me how good you feel when I fuck you!" He roared. 

As a steam of cum shot from my cock unto the floor I knew I had achieved a moment that was a true rite of passage. My orgasm overtook my senses. Brock began fucking me in earnest. His cock slid in and out of me. Pleasure overcame pain. I actually begged him to keep fucking me. When he came I felt as if someone had sprayed a hose up my ass. His cum volume matched his size.

I was barely recovered when I found myself with another cock in my mouth. It turned out to be Colin's dick. The guys on the wall had joined in to what was becoming a free for all. I must have swallowed at least a dozen more loads of cum that night and took two or three more in the ass. I was so wide open after Brock that the rest slid in easy with no pain at all. By the time the party ended I had cum so many times I felt like my dick wanted to crawl up into my body.  I was surprised that my bunk mate for the night turned out to be Brock.

We showered together and then he took me to one of the bedrooms on the second floor. We cuddled and kissed and talked. He explained why he had chosen me to fuck. He knew that I was a top and that I had limited experience being fucked. He respected that and knew that it probably wouldn't change. However, he wanted me to know at least once what it felt like to be a big man's bitch. I thanked him for the amazing experience. Looking back, he was right about things not changing.  I am and always will be a top. But on occasion with the right guy and in the right situation I can be one hot bitch. 

I fell asleep in Brock's arms that night. Interestingly I dreamed of Kyle. I woke up first the next morning. When I saw Brock's big pole standing up ready for action, I couldn't resist. It was the first time I woke a guy up with a blow job. He seemed to really like my version of an alarm clock. I know I loved when he paid me back with an amazing cock sucking. Afterward we went to breakfast together. I was happy when Kyle and some of the other brothers joined us. I had felt a bit like I was cheating on Kyle. When he and I talked later Kyle had no such concerns. 

Friday night we had off from brotherhood stuff. Kyle and I went out and spent the night together. I wanted to give him my ass but it was still too sore from Thursday night. He was happy cumming twice in my mouth and being fucked by me. 

That Saturday night was the traditional night when campus frats had end of semester parties. AOK was like the other frats that night. There was a traditional party at the house. Most of the brothers brought female dates. Only some of whom knew the real nature of the AOK house. The beer flowed from kegs. Music blared and girls let guys take them up to bedrooms that usually only saw cock on cock play. The experience was somewhat surreal. Troy brought Jenny. Scott brought Karen. Gary even brought a female date.  Neither Kyle nor I had brought dates. My hope had been to spend another night in his arms. That didn't work out.

There was another tradition at these kinds of frat parties. Girls didn't need dates or invitations to get in. AOK parties attracted lots of unaccompanied females.  If an AOK didn't get laid on party night it was his fault. Kyle and I ended up sleeping in the same apartment after a couple of cute chicks that were room mates took us home. I learned yet another benefit of brotherhood. It was a bit strange however fucking a girl I just met while my boyfriend was in the next bed fucking her roommate. The girls didn't seem like they were into sharing. Sunday, Kyle and I spent the night in my room since my room mate had taken off early. I felt sad that night as I cuddled with my big bear. I knew that three weeks away from him and the other guys was going to be hard.



They Are A-OK Ch. 08



Monday morning after showering together, Kyle and I exchanged good bye blow jobs. I had barely finished cleaning off the oozing cum from his big cock when there was an insistent knock on the door. I decided to ignore the knock since I didn't feel like dealing with whoever it was asking about Kyle's presence in my bed.  My plan to ignore the visitor was destroyed when I heard Brock Davis's voice.

"Pledge, I know you're in there. Open up!" He demanded.

I immediately went into pledge mode. I jumped to my feet and quickly let the brotherhood's president into my room without bothering to cover up my nakedness. Brock broke into a big smile when he saw Kyle lying naked in my bed looking very satisfied.

"Greetings, brother Kyle. You boys having a little going away party?" Brock said in a wicked sounding tone. 

Kyle jumped to his feet and offered his hand to Brock.

"Greetings, brother Brock. We spent the night together," He answered with a grin that would have shamed the Cheshire Cat.

My relationship with Kyle was no secret among the brotherhood.  Keeping it secret would have been a reason to kick us both out of the brotherhood. Brock just smiled and said something about us being cute. Then he turned to me and began to fondle my balls. 

"I hope he didn't wear you out yet pledge. I had a little goodbye of my own planned for you," Brock said as he tickled my recently drained nuts.

After another minute of deftly teasing my balls he stepped back and quickly stripped off his clothes. I found myself with two hot big bears, one of whom was clearly ready for action. Brock's tool was already standing at attention fully erect with his large nut sack hanging proudly below. I wanted to fall to my knees and worship his impressive equipment. However, I knew I had to wait for instructions. Instead of delivering the expected command to drop and suck, he turned to Kyle who was standing close by watching. Brock pulled my lover into his arms and engaged in a deep passionate kiss as he fondled Kyle's ass. 

I could see Brock's buttocks flexing as he gently humped his hardness against Kyle's body. For the first time I felt a pang of jealously. Funny thing however, I am still not sure if I was jealous that my lover was in the arms of another man or that Brock was playing with Kyle instead of me. The issue was short lived. Brock soon turned back to me and requested that I join them. He had us stand face to face. We were both growing hard again. Brock took our cocks and held them together in one hand.  He stroked our inflating dicks as if they were one organ.  My cock head was all but hidden in Brock's hand as he rubbed our very different sized cocks together. Kyle and I were both soon moaning. 

"Mmmmmmmm such randy young men. Too bad time is short," Brock lamented. "Get on your knees pledge. Time for you to drink a last load of cum before break."

I immediately fell to the floor and began running my lips up and down Brock's long thick shaft. He continued to fondle Kyle as I worked his cock. I felt two hands on my head and realized both of the big men were caressing me as I sucked on the fat piece of meat before me. It was a nice feeling knowing Kyle was there with me as I did my very pleasurable duty. After so much practice on Kyle's even bigger cock I was able to really work Brock's cock. Though he was too big for me to swallow completely I could get his cock head in my throat and give him a good suck. After about ten minutes of using my lips and tongue to stimulate his delicious cock I could feel the telltale signs that he was nearing orgasm. I moved my mouth back up his shaft and jerked the lower half of his twitching rod as I swirled my tongue around his cock head. 

As I moved my free hand to his huge sack he moaned, "Oh god, fuck. Jesus Kyle your guy is one amazing cock sucker!"

I felt proud to be called an amazing cock sucker. Looking back I still find it incredible that in the space of a year I had gone from thinking that moniker was the worst insult to it being high praise.  In response I gobbled up as much of his huge shaft as I could. I slid my lips up and down his tool, pressing my tongue into the underside of his cock as I sucked him.  He cried out as his thick jism shot onto my tongue and slithered down my throat. After I licked the last drops of cum from his dick, Brock staggered over to my bed and sat down. I was surprised when he motioned for Kyle to come to him. 

Since I had been given no instructions I remained on my knees as Brock began to suck Kyle's cock. I was enthralled watching my big bear lover feed his huge meat to another big man. It was the first time that I had seen Brock suck cock. His talents were astounding. From my vantage point it appeared he was able to take all but an inch or so Kyle's foot-long plus cock. I wondered with guys like that in the world how I would be able to hold onto my lover. After awhile Brock slipped his mouth off of Kyle. 

"Hey, pledge, I think it is time to you gave the big guy a good bye fuck," Brock said casually.  

Kyle looked over at me. He was grinning like the cat that caught the canary. There was no question he wanted me to come fuck him in front of Brock.

To reinforce that thought he added his own demand, "Yeah baby, come on over and show brother Brock how much you love filling your big teddy bear."  

I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I stood and looked around for the lube we had tossed aside the night before. I was excited and embarrassed at the same time by Kyle's intimate talk in front of Brock. I knew he wanted to show off our growing love to his friend. I wasn't so sure how I felt about making love in front of Brock. I knew it was odd to feel that way since I had done so much in front of other guys. However, this was going to be different.  Up to that point it had just been sex. I found the lube as Kyle bent over the bed and wiggled his ass at me. I moved behind him and squeezed a large glop of lube into his ass crack. As I worked the slippery goo into his anus, Brock grabbed the tube and began lubing up my dick.  

"Oh yeah baby, fuck me," Kyle moaned.

I looked at Brock and saw he was smiling. There was no ridicule in his expression. He seemed to be genuinely happy for us. I knew Kyle didn't need much preparation as his ass was almost always ready for my cock. I pulled my fingers from his hole and guided my slippery cock to his rosebud opening. He sighed seductively as my cock slid into his body. I held his hips and began to ease in and out of him. His moans began to take on the sound of deep purring. I drove my cock in and out of his willing and ready ass. 

"Oh god I love it when you fuck me, baby!" He gasped. "Fill my hot cunt, tiger."

"I love fucking your sweet ass, baby," I replied as my balls began to churn.

Brock just watched and smiled as I made love to my big bear. Kyle and I came together. Neither of us had much semen left at that point. He sent a few drops onto my bed and I sent the last of my cum into his rectum. We were both panting and covered in sweat when we were finished. As Kyle collapsed onto the bed Brock pulled me into his lap. He gave me a soft friendly kiss on my lips.

"Man you two are really hot!" He exclaimed. "Have a great break, pledge and don't forget your studies."

He kissed me again and then moved me off his lap so he could get up. Even though he was hard he just got dressed and left. I wondered if he had another pledge to surprise with a visit before his break started. Kyle and I snuggled up for a few minutes, enjoying our last bit of time together.  

"I love you John. That was amazing," He whispered so softly I was not sure he really said it. 

I kissed him and replied, "I love you too."

I was surprised that I had actually managed to say those words to a guy.  But there was no denying the truth of them. I loved him more than I knew it was possible to love another person, male or female. Though I had been deeply attached to Chrissy I realized at that moment that my love for Kyle was far stronger then what I had felt for her.

My parents were surprised when I showed up with a satchel of books along with the usual bag of laundry. I had to do a bit of double talk to explain the studying I needed to do while on break. Fortunately, my mom and dad didn't ask to peruse the books I would be studying. I wasn't anxious to share the sexual history of my new fraternity with them. In fact I didn't bother to inform them that I was pledging. My father would have worried about the cost and my mother would have fretted over the partying. It was better to leave them in the dark.

I had a nice surprise in the form of a visit from Donna my first night home. We went for a walk to get away from the folks. She told me how boring her school had been that Fall. It was pretty clear the source of her boredom was the lack of sex. I was tempted to ask how it was possible that a hot chick like her was lacking sex. I knew that she could have most any guy she wanted in her bed. I decided to leave that thought lie since the upshot of her story seemed to be that she wanted me to fuck her. We ended up in a barely secluded spot behind our old elementary school. It was too cold to get naked but we somehow managed to get my cock in her pussy. It was awkward and felt weird considering the location. But she was the first girl I had been with in a few weeks. I don't think she got off that night but I made up for it over the next couple of weeks.

We were together almost every night. I even got a holiday blowjob Christmas night. Even though I missed Kyle I was happy for the experience. After acknowledging my love for Kyle I had fixated some on the idea that I was becoming gay. Intellectually, I knew that there was no such think as becoming homosexual but I still had a lot of my old thinking stuck in my head. It wasn't so much that I thought being gay was bad but I knew my parents and friends would freak out totally if I announced that I was gay and in love with a guy. For some reason being bisexual seemed ok though. The fact that Donna and I were having such hot sex made me question even the idea that I was bi. I wondered if all that guy sex stuff was just because of opportunity and curiosity. 

The more I studied the writings of our founder Frederick Stimson and those that followed the more confused I became. It was fairly clear that some of the early AOKs just thought that the male with male sex thing was a matter of convenience and situation. Later members and writers I had to study seemed to go with the thinking that bisexuality was the natural order of man. There was surprisingly little discussion regarding homosexuality. I was aware that just over twenty percent of the brotherhood identified themselves as homosexual. Interestingly, that was only slightly more than identified themselves as being straight. It was only within the brotherhood that they engaged in sexual activity with men. I found that statistic almost impossible to accept. I wondered how anyone who had never had sex with men outside the frat ever got invited to join. 

Another interesting statistic I learned involved those that stopped having sex with other guys immediately after college. The Book of AOK put that number around thirty percent. The really interesting thing was that not all of the self-identified straight members discontinued sex with guys after graduation. Some of them remained active members who returned and participated in sexual rituals like first night and pledge graduation. The statistics seemed to dance in my head as did the writings of Ol' Fred as I struggled to grasp my own sexuality that winter.  Our founder was clearly both pragmatic and charismatic. Though there were no writings to suggest his sexual orientation I wondered if Frederick Stimson was in reality gay. I imagined that it was entirely possible that a hundred plus years of bisexual activity at the AOK house was the result of a closeted homosexual finding a unique way to get straight guys to have sex with him.

When I was with Donna I focused almost entirely on her and the wild sex we were having. We spent most days at her house since she had it to herself for at least ten hours a day. Most of that time we spent naked. We were completely uninhibited on those days. Neither of us was afraid to ask the other to help fulfill any desire. We tied each other up, she came hard the day I spanked her, our tongues explored everywhere, we introduced dildo play and so much more. The day I let her slide her slender vibrator into my ass she expressed a desire to try a strap-on on me. We had to drive over forty miles to find a sex toy shop. She chose one that had a piece that fit into her pussy and stimulated her clit when she fucked me. I was happy she picked one that wasn't too large. 

Having had the real thing in my ass the strap-on would have been a disappointment if not for her reaction. She came repeatedly while she was fucking me with her cock. Since I wasn't really much of a bottom the plastic dick was more of a discomforted compared to a real cock then a pleasure.  But giving her the experience of fucking someone and hearing her cum while she mounted me was exciting. The blow job she gave me after she finished was one of the best I ever had. After the strap on day I wondered how accepting she would be of some of my wilder fantasies. The strongest of which was to have a threesome with her and another guy. 

There was a guy available too. I had all but ignored Doug Thompson for most of the break. I had been too busy fucking Donna to do much of anything with anyone else.  My friend accepted that explanation, but made it clear that he would like to play with me too. I was pretty sure that I could have gotten him to do a threesome. I wasn't so sure about her reaction so I let it go. However, a couple days after our strap on session Donna had to spend the day doing things with her mother. That left me free to spend the day with Doug. 

I wasn't in his house ten minutes before we were in his rec room making out on the old sofa. Considering all the sex I had had over the break I was amazingly horny. As we fought with each other's clothes I realized that the source of my desire was a need for cock. As soon as we were naked I lay on top of him and rubbed my cock against his as we kissed. At one point he managed to tell me to slow down. He said that he hadn't cum in a week and was loaded for bear. He was afraid just rubbing our bodies together would make him shoot his load. I decided that his cum was exactly what I wanted. I slid to the floor and quickly engulfed his throbbing tool. I sucked him like a staving calf goes after a cow teat.

Doug's cock was perfect for sucking. It was just a little longer than average so I could easily take the whole thing in my mouth. He began to moan and whimper loudly as I deep throated him using every trick I had learned at school. As usual when he came it was like a small river of thick goo. He definitely had a huge cum tank. I swallowed every drop before releasing his cock from my mouth.  I looked up to see my friend glassy-eyed and grinning for ear to ear.

"Fuck man that was god damn unbelievable," He gasped between breaths.  

I crawled back up on the sofa and put my arm around my old friend. As I held him he reached between my legs and began slowly stroking my throbbing cock. I had had so much sex in the days prior to that that I really didn't care about my own climax. I would have been happy for him to have just jerked me off. However, the gleam in his eyes told me that he had something else in mind. 

"Hey John, He started hesitantly, "I have been wondering about something since I discovered how hot it is fooling around with guys."

"Yeah what's that?" I asked smiling at him.

I figured there was something he wanted to try. We had been fairly vanilla up to that point. Kissing, fondling and cock sucking were about the extent of our playing.  I don't think his tongue had even strayed to the back of my balls at that point.

"There is something I have been wondering what it would be like, especially with you," He added shyly as he continued to gently tease my needy organ.

I was getting a little impatient. My growing need was becoming uncomfortable. I was ready for whatever he wanted as long as it involved me cumming.

"Shit, Doug, I just drank your cum. You don't have to be so fucking coy with me. What the hell have you been wondering about?" I said in a tone that conveyed more annoyance than I felt.

"Damn, I'm sorry John. I guess I shouldn't have brought it up. Fuck, this stuff is hard even when we are like this. God all that fucking queer shit we were fed growing up..."

I could feel his confusion. Even though I still had no idea what he was trying to ask me, I did understand his anguish over new desires that we were once convinced were wrong. Instinctively I pulled him into a full embrace. Oddly, as we hugged and he suffered through his doubts, the dilemmas I had been facing that winter melted away.  It was clear to me that I was bisexual and I was completely ok with that reality. I wasn't experimenting with gay sex.  I loved the physical with both genders. At that moment I was overwhelmingly in love with another man, Kyle but felt that I could also still love a woman. I smiled as a contented feeling came over me. With my new calm I could focus on my best friend's concerns. Though my feelings for Doug were very different than the ones I had for Kyle, I loved and cared deeply about my life-long friend. 

I kissed him on the cheek and said in the most encouraging tone I could, "Come on man, you can talk to me about anything."

"Yeah I know, but god, this is big. Have you ever fucked a guy?"

"Yes, a few and I have been fucked a couple of times."

"Wow, I have been thinking a lot about you fucking me. What's it like?"

"Well, I am much more into oral, but the guys I know that like being screwed think it is amazing. Being the one on top that is definitely hot."

"John, I have to tell you that I hadn't really thought much about fucking a guy. But I think about you fucking me a lot. Do you want to?"

"I want to make you happy so yes. But we need something to lube your ass. A dry fuck would kill you man."

"Oh, I hadn't thought of that. Would something like baby oil or Vaseline work?"

"Yeah those would do. Hey since no one else is home lets go up and do it in your bed."

He agreed and we gathered up our clothes and walked through his house naked. My cock stayed about half erect all the way to his room. After getting the Vaseline from the bathroom he came into the room and got on his knees in front of me.

"I want to make you nice and hard, John," He said softly as he looked up at me from the floor.

I just smiled. He took me in his mouth and began to work my shaft with his lips and tongue. I was fully erect again in seconds. He kept fondling and sucking me until I had to make him stop.

"Man, if you want me to fuck you, you got to stop before I cum in your mouth."

He let my cock fall from his mouth and kissed his way up my body. I felt his cock touch mine as his lips locked unto my mouth. He was hard again and trembling in my arms as we stood in his bedroom naked kissing.   

"Oh god, John. I want this so much. I don't think I ever wanted anything more," He sighed as our kiss broke. 

"Come bend over the bed and let me get you ready," I whispered in his ear.

He let me lead him to the bed. To get a better angle I had him get on his knees on the edge of the bed. I began to work the greasy feeling Vaseline into his ass with my finger. When he began moaning I worked a second finger in. 

"Oh god!" He exclaimed, "That feels so fucking good!

I lubed and stretched his virgin hole for a couple more minutes before coating my twitching cock with jelly.

"You ready buddy?"




They Are A-OK Ch. 08



"Fuck yes! I want you John," He panted.

I aimed my cock at his hole and began rubbing my cock head on his slippery anus. He squirmed and wiggled his hot ass. I carefully pushed my cock head into him. Though it took a bit of force to break his cherry he seemed to take me pretty easily. After pushing about two inches of my cock into him, I paused to let him adjust to having a cock impaling his ass. He was having none of that. He tried to push his ass back as he begged me for more. In another few seconds I was ball deep in my best friend's butt. 

"How do you feel?"

"Like I am in heaven, babe. Fuck me please!"

I put my hands on his ass and pulled back slowly. As I was about to exit his ass I drove my cock back to the hilt. His gasping moan told me I had hit the honey spot. I ground into him eliciting a cacophony of erotic sounds from my no longer virgin lover. With both words and actions he urged me on. 

As he ground his ass back toward me he purred, "Damn, John, this is fucking amazing. Please show me what it is like to be a real bitch."

I reared back and began humping him in earnest. With each thrust I increased the pace. Soon I was pistoning in and out of him pounding his welcoming ass canal. The sounds he made each time I hit bottom were a clear sign that my cock was perfectly aligned with his prostate.  

"Oh fuck, here it comes!" I cried out as I ground my cock deep into his bowels.

My orgasm was an explosion of the senses. It was as if lightening had struck the room and the air was filled with a million volts of static electricity. While I was still in the throws of pleasure I felt his rectum clamp onto my cock. He was cumming hard. When it was over he crumpled to the bed, panting, unable to speak. I crawled atop him and gathered his trembling body in my arms. I held him and softly kissed his shoulder until we both returned to earth.

"Oh my god, John. That was everything and more than I imagined. You are amazing!" He said excitedly.  

"It was really great. That was the best ass I ever had," I replied honestly.

There was something about the experience of taking my life-long best friend's cheery that made that day extremely special.

"I am so glad you were my first, John. It feels really special. There is something I want to tell you," He said.

I kissed him softly, half wanting to cut off his thoughts. I was afraid he might be about to declare his love for me. I had Kyle and wasn't ready to face that emotion from Doug. He insisted on continuing.

"I am almost positive that I am gay, John. Ever since this summer with you I have had no interest in girls. But I find myself thinking about guys. The fucking gym locker room was torture; seeing all those hot guys naked."

I smiled at him while worrying inside. I knew I had to tell him about Kyle and my feelings in general.

"Wow, man that is some revelation. I know I am sure the sex with guys thing is no passing phase. But I still go for pussy too."

"Hey, I know that. I wasn't trying to put any pressure on you. I just wanted to tell you that. You re the first person that I have said it out loud to. I guess the first of many."

"Hard road for you. But you know I am here for you. You always have my shoulder and ear."

"Yeah, thanks. I hope maybe at least for a time I will have more than that," He said grinning and gave my soft cock a gentle squeeze.

I laughed and then told him a bit more about my life at college. I left out most of the AOK stuff, but was very open about Kyle and my feelings.

"Damn, he is a lucky guy," Doug said softly.

"Hey man no matter what I will always love you too. I am sure you are going to find a great guy now that you know what you want."

"God I hope I always have you. Oh and don't worry, I never thought you and I were going to be a couple. I just really wanted you to be the one that popped my cherry," He said with a giggle.

"I'm glad I was the one," I added with a smile.

If we hadn't heard someone downstairs, I am sure we would have made love again that afternoon. As it was we had to scramble into our clothes and try to make it look like we hadn't been fucking for the last two hours. Mrs. Thompson did not seem to be at all suspicious as we chatted in her kitchen before I left to go meet Donna. My winter girlfriend did not hide her surprise when I chose going to a movie over fucking that night.

"You mean like a real date?" She squealed. 

"Sure why not?"

"Oh I don't know, seemed like we were just fuck buddies."

"Fuck, Donna we have been friends for like forever. No reason we can't catch a movie. As for that fuck buddy thing well yeah," I said with an impish grin. 

She laughed and kissed me on the cheek. I wished that I could have gotten my two friends together for that threesome that winter. But with Doug's declaration that he was gay I gave up on that notion.  I divided the four remaining days of my break between the two of them.



They Are A-OK Ch. 09



I returned to school with mixed feelings. My time with Donna had been great. Sharing intimate information with Doug was very special. I knew that I would miss them both. However, getting back to Kyle and starting our cohabitation was exciting. But there was more to returning to school than just a new living arrangement and an exciting love affair. Though I had studied the brotherhood material well, I was nervous about how I would be tested in the coming weeks. I had no idea how strict or picky the tests might be regarding the AOK lore. There were detailed rules and rituals as well as a long history that included many former leaders' thoughts to know. There was also the matter of sexual trials and hazing to think about. After my first week as a pledge I figured anything was possible.

Fortunately, my concerns could be put off for a few days. I had to return a full week before most students to take care of moving. Resident life insisted that I be checked out of the old room so that a new person could take it on regular move in day.  The campus had an eerie feel when I arrived. Most of the athletes wouldn't even be back for another day or two. There was of course a good side to the early return. It meant at least two nights and most of two days I would have to be alone with Kyle.  We had talked over the break but had not been able to get together. I missed him and was expecting a wild reunion. I was very disappointed when I learned at resident life that my lover would not be back until the next day.  He had been unavoidably delayed by flight cancellations due to bad weather. He was stuck in an airport somewhere and I wouldn't even be able to talk to him. I was going to be spending my first night in our new apartment alone.

As I worked in packing up my stuff at the old place, I was glad that my soon to be former roommate was not on campus yet. I had felt bad to be running out on him. The worse part was that I couldn't even give him a good excuse. Since he and I were not open about sexuality with each other I was not comfortable sharing the real reason that I was moving in with Kyle. I know he felt like I had some issue with him. Once I was packed a senior who worked in residence life offered to help me take my stuff across campus after he did my room inspection.

Ron Jennings like me came from a family that could not afford the cost of college.  Unlike me he didn't have an athletic scholarship. I learned that he had two on-campus jobs and a part time gig at a local mall selling sneakers and sweat socks. He was a good looking guy that obviously found time for working out based on the way he filled out his tee shirt. I am not sure why I was immediately interested in what was between his legs. It was more that interest than anything that prompted me to offer to take him to dinner in town as a thank you for helping me move. He accepted adding that he needed to shower and change. Since we were roughly the same size I suggested he use our shower and borrow some clothes instead of trudging to his room in the residence hall. He also accepted that offer. 

I showered first while he waited. I was somewhat surprised when I came out of the shower to find him sitting on my bed naked flipping through a magazine. He just smiled at me and headed for the bathroom. I had the treat of a good look at both his front and back sides. I was suddenly way more than interested in him. I decided to see if I might make something happen before we went out. I remained in just the towel while I waited for him to shower.  I got an even better opportunity to ogle his body when he walked back into my room drying his hair naked from the neck down. The towel prevented him from seeing me check out his cut cock, nice sized balls and trimmed pubic hair.  However, I got caught when I spent too much time trying to figure out what the circular tattoo between his hip and cock was supposed to be.

I covered by quickly say, "Cool looking tat man. What is it?"

He actually walked over to me to give me a closer look as he explained that it was an Aztec symbol. He had chosen it from a collection of medallions that his grandfather had given him. 

"I guess you might say it is a tribute," He told me as he showed off the design.

His great-grandfather was Mexican and Ron's grandfather had told stories of their Aztec bloodlines. My new friend did not know if the stories were true but he loved the man who told them and missed having him in his life since his death. 

"That's cool, kind of like you will always carry him with," I said in response to his story while fighting my desire to reach out and fondle his cock.

"Yeah, that is how feels to me," He said with a bit of melancholy. 

"I wasn't sure where you'd want to eat so I was waiting to pick out clothes for us," I said trying to change the subject.

Standing so close to my handsome new friend fully exposed with just a towel on was causing a bit of a problem. My cock was reacting to desires I did not know if I could chance expressing. Food wasn't exactly a priority to me at that moment.

"Shit, we should keep it casual. You can't afford fancy places any more than I can." He replied. 

"Well I wasn't thinking of Jacques Bistro or anything," I said referring to one of the most expansive restaurants in town. "But I could spring for a place where we might need a collar on our shirts."

He laughed at me reference to Jacques. It was fairly unlikely that either of us would ever eat there. When I joined in the laugh it was my turn to be ogled. My towel fell off leaving me totally naked with my semi-erect dick on display. He made no secret of his looking at my hairless semilifter.

"Damn must me a big job keeping it so smooth," He said.

"Oh not so bad. You must have to shave as often to keep yours neat," I responded as if guys had casual conversations about pubic hair grooming all the time.  

"Mine is only this neat because I shaved this morning. I tend to let a little stubble build up between shaves. Is yours always so smooth?"

"Well for now it is. But it is new; a pledge thing," I said not thinking that was a forbidden secret.

"Oh, I hear frats make guys do some silly shit during hazing. Which frat?"

"AOK and I guess they could ask worse things than keeping your cock hairless."

"Oh cool, I have a couple of friends that are AOK guys," He said with a mischievous grin.   The comment and the look made me almost certain he was into guy play.  I assumed his friends had let slip one of the brotherhoods secrets. I figured since he was a senior he hadn't come to the brotherhood's attention until he was already an upperclassmen. Either that or he had chosen not to join. 

"They seem to be a good group of guys. Of course I haven't met them all yet."

"The ones I know are great; a lot of fun," He said clearly sending a signal.

Neither one of us were pushing the getting dressed issue.  That in itself was enough to tell me he was interested. Most straight guys I knew didn't hang out casually while naked. Even in locker rooms after sharing a shower most guys wanted to get into a pair of underwear pretty quickly. Ron was either extremely open about his body or as I was nearly certain into gay sex. However, even with all my recent experience I had no idea how to move the situation to the next step. Fortunately, he did.

"So, are we going to head out or hop in bed and take care of our other hunger first?" He asked in an incredibly innocent way that I found very sexy. 

"I could eat later," I managed to reply.

He smiled and jumped on my bed. He lay on his back with his legs slightly spread and that enticing smile on his handsome face. I joined him on the bed having no idea what the virtual stranger was into. I was full of conflicting thoughts; did he like to kiss, was he only into mutual masturbation, was he a top or bottom, did he even like anal?   All of these things swirled in my head as I hesitantly crawled up on the bed next to him. I moved my hand to his chest as I lay on my side next to him. At that point I was immobilized by indecision.  I was thrilled when he rolled onto his side, took my balls in his hand and pressed his lips to mine. 

As he gently rolled my delicate nuts in his hand we shared an erotic kiss. Our tongues danced and intertwined like two friendly cobras. I let my hands roam over his body; one caressed his slightly furry chest while the other explored his lower back and ass. He began to stroke my fully erect cock and moved his lips to my ear as I teased the top of his ass crack with my fingertip. His appreciative sighs as his tongue toyed with my ear encouraged me to run my finger down the valley between his ass cheeks. He jumped slightly and moaned seductively when I touched his puckered opening. 

In another minute I was on my back with him atop me. He ground his hard cock in my throbbing shaft as he kissed my neck. I could do nothing but lay under him and caress his back while enjoying the feel of his flesh against mine as he kissed his way to my chest. He used his lips and tongue to lavish attention on each of my hard little nipples. He moved lower planting little kisses and ticklish licks along my abdomen. I squirmed on the bed and ran my fingers through his thick black hair. The anticipation of what was coming caused my cock to throb and jump around. He kissed my smooth hairless pubic area but avoided my cock. 

He nudged my legs apart so he could kiss and lick my thigh. I was surprised when he continued down my leg; kissing my knee, calf and ankle. He gently massaged my foot as he kissed each toe.  After a minute or two he moved to the other foot and repeated the process in reverse; kissing my toes first and then working up my leg.  Having a guy I just met make love to me in such an intimate and tender way felt incredibly erotic. When he got to the top of my thigh he kissed my already tightening ball sack softly before beginning to lick my nuts. As I looked down at him I could see a bead of precum oozing from my aching cock as he lovingly kissed and licked my smooth sensitive sack. 

I reached down and took his head in my hands. I gently pulled him, urging him to move to my cock.  He allowed me to guide him and willingly took my cock into his mouth. He was as gentle and loving with my cock as he was with the rest of my body. I held and caressed his head as he slowly took every bit of my cock into his mouth. I felt his throat caress my cock head as he effortless deep throated my meat. There was not even a hint of a gag as he moved up and down my shaft using his mouth to fuck me. As I got closer to orgasm he shifted his position so that he could rub his hard cock on my leg. The feeling of his hardness sliding along my skin as he humped me sent me into orbit. He was clearly excited by sucking my cock. Suddenly my body tensed. He used his lips to clamp onto my jerking cock as I began to spray ribbons of cum. He held onto my dick and drank down every drop I had as I thrashed about on the bed enjoying the powerful orgasm. 

I was still panting when he crawled back up my body and kissed me. To my surprise he began to gently hump my hip as we kissed. I tried to move.  I wanted to suck him and do for him what he had done for me. He used his weight and his gym toned strength to hold me down as he continued to hump me. His lips and tongue prevented me from voicing any objection. When he ejaculated between our bodies his moans set his lips to vibrating against my mouth. As his orgasm subsided he rolled onto his back pulling me a top him. The moment caused our bodies to rub together. I could feel his warm, sticky cum being massaged into our flesh. He wrapped me in his arms holding me in place as if he wanted to prevent my escape. He had no need to worry; I didn't want to go anywhere. 

"Wow, damn that was fucking oh wow, what the fuck was that?" I gasped after a few minutes.

"That was incredible man," he replied between breaths.  

"Fuck you are awesome," I added.

"Thanks, sexy," He said with smile, "You are pretty fucking incredible yourself."

I kissed him again and then said, "I just have to ask why you didn't want me to suck you?"

"It was just a heat of the moment thing. What we were doing felt so good, I just wanted to keep going."

"Man, it was good, god it was almost unreal. I never had a guy cum with me like that before. It was very hot."

"I get so excited sometimes that I love cumming that way. You really turned me on. It felt so good with you. The heat of a first time was magnified by your sexiness." 

"Wow what a compliment. I am still tingling. What a great body fuck!" I exclaimed.

"Cool..and by the way, we don't have stop. I won't object to you sucking me in the next round," he said and patted my ass. 

"Well if it isn't too much for a first date you can spend the night and we can do several more rounds," I replied.

"I am free tonight and all of tomorrow. How many rounds did you have in mind?"  

That was when I knew I needed to explain some things to Ron. The most important of which was Kyle.

"Hey, how about we go for dinner while we recharge. That way we will have plenty of fuel for a long night and we can also get to know each other better," I suggested hopefully.

"Cool, you want to share a second's shower in that case?" 

We jumped into the shower together and quickly washed his cum and the sweat of passion off our bodies. We each wore a pair of my jeans and tee shirts. Neither of us bothered with underwear as we planned to be naked and in bed soon enough. While walking back and forth from the restaurant we had a good talk. He understood about Kyle and told me he had a casual girlfriend himself. Like my relationship with Kyle his relationship with his girlfriend who knew he was bi was open. Though we made no commitments we decided that we would probably like to get together again occasionally. 

We had sex that night past the point where either of us could get hard anymore. I got lots of time sucking his hot cock. It was an amazing evening that included a lot of oral exploration. Ron was adept at finding places on the body that could be pleasurably stimulated orally that most men never considered. Kyle was soon to be the beneficiary of things my new friend taught me. The next day was a bit awkward. Ron and I were awoken after noon by Kyle's booming voice.

"Hello, honey I am home," my lover shouted from the living room room, doing a bad Ricky Ricardo impression.

He was in the bedroom half undressed before either Ron or I was fully awake. Instead of the surprise he had planned for me he got the surprise of finding a naked hunk on his side of the bed.

"Oh fuck, shit, sorry...." Kyle said as he started to back out of the room.

"Hold on baby. Everything is cool. Come sit down meet my friend," I said quickly hoping Kyle wasn't upset.

He looked puzzled but halted his retreat anyway.

"I don't want to interrupt. We can talk later. It's cool," Kyle said.

"You are not interrupting. This is Ron and he knows all about you and me. Come on sit, please," I said.

Ron pulled the sheet over his privates and offered his hand to Kyle, "Good to meet you, man. Please don't run off because I am here."

Kyle walked over and shook Ron's hand and then sat on the bed.  He still didn't look completely sure about the situation. I realized that I was still exposed and grabbed a piece of the bedspread to cover my cock. 

"What time is it? I thought you weren't going to be able to get here until late afternoon," I asked casually trying to make the situation seem normal.

"Um, fucking airline bounced me around the country half the night to get me here earlier. It is just after twelve. Sorry I barged in on you guys. When did you guys meet?" He replied.

"Oh yesterday. Ron works at residence life he helped me get out of the old place and we well hit it off."

"Yeah I guess," Kyle said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Hey, maybe I should clear out and give you two a chance to talk or whatever," Ron offered sincerely.

"No man, no way. I am the one that should go. You two need to finish or at least have a chance for a goodbye," Kyle said quickly.

"Fuck nobody needs to go or feel uncomfortable," I insisted. "Babe, we can talk more privately later, but I need to know right now if this is problem. I thought we had this issue worked out."

"No it isn't a problem. Everything is cool. It was a bit of a surprise. Mostly though I thought maybe you two might like some time for a morning after um well you know," Kyle said.

"Sit still, baby. How about you Ron? I thought we were clear too."

"No problems here, John. Everything is very cool. I just don't want to be the cause of any issues," Ron said cheerfully.

"Good," I said and gave each of them a kiss.

Kyle's kiss was a lot more passionate. After we talked for a bit, Kyle got naked and joined us under the covers. Neither Ron nor I had really recovered from our sexual marathon the night before. Kyle benefitted from having two enthusiastic partners pleasuring him. It was interesting sharing my lover's big cock with Ron. We traded off with one working the top half and the other the bottom half. Kyle admitted to me when we were alone later that two mouths made it an incredible blow job. I suspected that Ron's deep throating skills may have had something to do with the extra pleasure. However, I chose not to bring that up. 

As I watched Ron throw his clothes on an hour later, I was reasonably sure it wasn't going to be his last visit. As he was about to leave, I jumped out of bed. I wrapped him in my arms and gave him a deep wet kiss.

"You didn't think I was going to let you get out of here without a goodbye after the night we had did you?" I asked with a big grin while still holding onto him. 

As I walked him to the door he told me that he was glad we had met. He initiated the next kiss. By the time he actually left I was semi-erect and feeling ready for more sex. I hurried back to the bed room and practically attacked Kyle. We rolled around in bed making out, fondling each other and generally playing until my cock was rock solid and dripping precum.

"God I missed you and your hot cock, baby," Kyle cooed as he slid down and began to suckle my tightening balls.

"Oh fuck, yes. That feels awesome, lover," I moaned softly as he worked his magic on my nuts.

A few minutes later he asked me to fuck him. I grabbed some lube and began working it into his ass with my fingers. He was unusually tight. 

"Mmmmmmmm, that feels good, John. No one has touched me there since the last time you made love to me," He said in a dreamy tone.

"You didn't have sex over break?" I asked startled over the revelation.

"A long time fuck buddy of mine and I fooled around, did some sucking, but I wouldn't let him fuck me. I wanted to save that for you only," He moaned as I pushed two fingers into his loosening anus. 

I never felt as good in my life as I did at that moment. I bent down and kissed his lips softly.

"I love you," I whispered, "It feels amazing that you would want to do that for me."

"Baby, I want it to be only yours. Unless it is for a brotherhood thing, your cock is the only one going in my pussy."

He pulled his legs up as I moved between his thighs. I guided my cock to his slick hole.  He begged me to shove my pole into him as I rubbed the head over his tight opening. Even though he was tighter than usual I was still able to push my cock into him easily. His rectum swallowed my invading shaft. He lifted his ass as if trying to capture more of me. As soon as I was ball deep in his body, he began begging me to fuck him hard. My entire body trembled as I reared back and then drove back into him hard. 

"Oh god yes! That is what I need. Pound my cunt lover," He exclaimed as I rammed my cock in and out of him. 

In my well fucked condition I felt as if I could go on fucking him for hours. That was until my poking of his prostate sent a burst of cum flying from his cock. His rectum clamped onto my dick. He was fully impaled on my pole and I was locked in his ass. We ground together as his rectal muscles massaged my throbbing cock.  My almost dry orgasm was incredibly intense.  After that we cuddled for about an hour before going to dinner. 



They Are A-OK Ch. 10



The next two days were a blur. I had a great time being alone and playing house with Kyle. However, the specter of my upcoming brotherhood testing hung over everything. Fortunately my lover not only understood he was able to help. He even bent brotherhood rules to help me relax over what was to come. I was probably the best prepared pledge ever when I was escorted to the AOK house right after our first swim practice of the semester. 

Troy, Dom and two guys they introduced as fellow members grabbed me in the locker room just as I was finishing my post practice shower. I was ordered to dress and come with them. They marched me across campus as if I was being taken to prison; one in front, one in back and one on each side of me. Along the way I saw that at least one of my fellow pledges was being similarly treated. Jerry was on the path ahead of me surrounded by four brothers. As it turned out Jason's TM had brought him back to the house a few minutes before we arrived. We were once again left in the basement room where we had met on the first night. Only difference was we were not naked. 

"Fuck, any of this starting to get creepy to you guys?" Jason asked as soon as we were alone.

Jerry and I admitted that we were a little weirded out by some of the formal shit. None of us were really ready to start trashing the ways of the brotherhood. We mostly discussed our concerns over the volume of shit we could be tested on. Since we were basically told to know everything in the books we were given we had no way to know exactly what might be asked. We did not have long to begin finding out. Brock entered the room along with our TMs and two other brothers. All of them wore hooded robes.

"Welcome back pledges," Brock said with a big smile. "Today we will begin to test your knowledge of the brotherhood. You know brothers Dominick, Caleb and Derrick. Let me introduce Dante Myers and Ray Feldman."

"Greetings brother Dante and Brother Ray," We said in near unison as we offered our hands. 

Dante Meyers was a tall African American senior who was a standout wide receiver on the football team. Everyone said he was a lock to be an early round NFL draft pick. I was excited about the prospect of getting to suck another hot black cock. That it was attached to such a handsome, sexy, muscular hunk of a man added to the excitement I felt. Ray Feldman was an interesting contrast to the tall, black, Adonis, football star. Ray was short and stout. I learned later that he was an NCAA champion wrestler and had a very taut, sexy, muscular body. But standing next to Dante the five-seven, sandy haired white kid wouldn't have stood out at all except for his sparkling green eyes and incredibly cute smile. 

As we exchanged handshakes Brock continued, "Excellent, you are fast learners. Dante and Ray are the brotherhood's archivists. As such they are the most familiar with our lore and ways. They will be asking questions based upon the material you were to study over break. This is only a first test to gauge your initial learning."

Brock paused and eyed us while we nervously awaited the test. 

"Now for future tests a reward system will be employed. However since failure is considered likely in this phase we use a punishment system. To start for each incorrect answer you will be required to remove an article of clothing. The first of you to be completely naked will submit himself to two whacks from each of the TMs. The second to be naked will get a single whack from each TM. The third will escape that fate. However, once you are naked, additional wrong answers will be punished with a whack."

It didn't seem so bad and I was fairly confidant about the amount of studying I had done. However when the TMs retrieved the paddles and stood at what resembled parade rest with them on display in their hands I realized these would be no timid smacks with open palms. Still I doubted I would be the first one out. My confidence grew as the questioning began. The archivist started out with the easiest of questions. At least fifteen had been asked before the first piece of clothing, Jerry's shoe was removed. Next I lost both shoes when it was ruled that my mixing up the steps in the ritual of bonding was two errors. 

As the questions increased in difficulty I held a lead. But Jason was only a sock behind me. Jerry was down to his boxers. He seemed really worried about loosing. However, he got lucky on the next two rounds. Jason and I got our questions wrong while Jerry fielded what seemed like softballs. That left me in my tee shirt and tight knit boxers. Jason on the other hand only wore a jock. Jerry still had a chance. But his next question was one you would have had to have memorized the picture captions in the books to know. Jerry hadn't studied that hard. He slipped off his underwear and dutifully walked to the front of the room.

"Bend over and brace yourself on this chair," Brock instructed dispassionately. 

The TMs seemed to delight in giving him his hard whacks. When he returned to stand next to us I could see the tears in Jerry's eyes. I had to give him credit for holding them back. I felt bad as I was wishing Jason bad luck. However, he got a relatively simple question and attention turned back to me. I still don't believe the answer to the question I got was in any of the books. But protest and appeal were not part of the rules. As I started to pull off my tee shirt, I was instructed to do bottoms first. 

So there I stood with my dick on display. On one side of me was a naked classmate with a very red ass. On the other was a guy wearing only a jock strap. With six robed guys standing in front of us it was like some bizarre scene in a bad movie. But it was no movie and soon there was going to be another red ass. I had forgotten that Jerry was still required to answer questions. To his obvious relief he got his next answer correct. I had to fight to keep from smiling when Jason missed his next question. He peeled off the jock, bent over the chair and gamely took his whacks. 

"John," Brock practically bellowed as Jason return to his spot, "It is time for you to show what a fine brother you will be to your fellow pledges. Drop to your knees and show your compassion and empathy for your pledge mates by soothing their stinging flesh with tongue and lips. Remember their flesh burns instead of yours only through the luck of the draw."

I moved behind my fellow pledges and went to my knees. I saw a hint of a smile on Brock's face as I began to kiss the red marks on Jerry's ass. I had no idea exactly what was expected of me. This particular ritual did not appear in any of the books I was given to study over break. I alternated between Jason and Jerry's asses gently kissing their red stinging flesh. After several minutes Brock reminded me that he had told me to use my tongue. I licked my future brother's asses like a puppy licks his owners face. By the time I was told to stop both of their red asses were covered in my saliva and my cock was about three-quarters erect. 

The questions began again as I stood there with my cock pointing forward. Several rounds passed before another wrong answer was given. Jerry was made to step forward and take another hard whack of the paddle. With his ass already sore it wasn't surprising that he cried out when the wood contacted his flesh. 

"I hope you will study harder in the future, pledge. You don't take punishment very well," Brock said harshly as Jerry returned to the line.

I got my next question wrong and gamely pulled my tee shirt over my head. I was surprised when I was told to step forward for my whack. I had thought I would get my first one only after missing another question. I was actually shaking as I stood bent over waiting for Dom to deliver the blow. I was stunned by the force of the blow and the stinging that that it caused. I bit into my lip to suppress the yelp that tried to escape my throat.

We spent the next hour being grilled with what seemed to me to be increasingly hard questions. When it was over and we were left alone to wait for whatever came next none of us could sit. We all acknowledged how painful and humiliating the experience had been. We also recognized that it had in some odd way been a bonding experience. We spontaneously engaged in a group hug. I am sure that we were quite a sight for however was monitoring the camera in the room; three naked guys with flaming red asses in a tight embrace. We remained locked in that hug for awhile which caused what turned out to be an unfortunate effect. All three of us became fully aroused. 

When Brock suddenly burst through the door with his assistant Colin we flew apart and lined up as if waiting for inspection. Brock looked disappointed while Colin had a look of glee and a bulge in his shorts. Whether or not Brock was aroused was hidden by his robe.

"Damn you are three horny little boys!" Brock said in a harsh tone.

Then he stepped forward and went down the line slapping each of our cocks much like a card slaps the spokes of a bicycle wheel. The effect was one of shock as opposed to pain. 

"Brother Colin, what is to be done with such pledges?" Brock asked rhetorically.

Colin remind silent as he continued to stare at our still hard dicks. I was certain that my face was as red as my ass at that point. I was astonished that while being punished physically and humiliated I could be so aroused. But no amount of wishing would make my dick deflate. I was at least a bit comforted that my compatriots were in a similar way.

"I think one of you should volunteer to provide relief to the other two," Brock said almost as if he was brain storming solutions.

I think Jerry surprised even himself by volunteering.

"Very good, pledge. Get on your hands and knees. Jason his mouth is yours. John you take his ass."

As Jason moved to get his blow job I managed to protest, "But sir he is dry."

"Very good John. Concern for your brother's is an admirable trait," Brock said as he reached into his robe.

He tossed me a small tube. I knelt behind Jerry and began to caress his back as I lubed up his asshole. Jerry who was already sucking Jason's throbbing cock murmured as I worked the lube into his rectal canal with my fingers. Once I was certain he was loosened up enough I moved into position. As much as I liked sex, for some reason I really didn't want to fuck him. However, the enthusiastic way he was sucking Jason's cock seemed to reassure me that he wanted the sex. I pushed my cock into him and he pushed back. As soon as I hit bottom I pulled back slowly. I began to fuck him using slow gentle thrusts as he happily deep throated Jason's rampaging cock. 

Apparently I was being too gentle for Brock. I didn't hear the command from Brock but all of a sudden Colin moved behind me. I felt his hands on my buttocks. His fingers dug into me and he pushed forward hard. He slid his hands to my hips and pulled me back. I no longer had control of my actions. Colin was directing the force and pace of my thrusts. He used my body to pound Jerry's ass. At some point I heard Jason cry out and I knew that Jerry was drinking a load of cum as Colin continued driving me in and out of Jerry's willing ass.

Once his mouth was empty Jerry's moans of pleasure filled the room. I held onto him as Colin began using his body to force me into my pledge mate. Jerry's rectum clamped onto me as he informed the room that he was cumming. I remember wondering what the penalty for soiling the floor was going to be as my cock was trapped in the vise-like grip of his rectum. I knew I was close to the edge when to my surprise Colin backed away. When he again pressed his body against me he was naked. His hard cock pressed into my back as he returned to making me hump Jerry. Colin dry humped me making no attempt to enter my ass as I fucked my fellow pledge. My orgasm sent several ribbons of cum deep into Jerry's body. 

I was panting and my heart was pounding. I wanted to pull away so I could sit and recover. But I was trapped between Jerry and Colin who was still dry humping me. My slowly shrinking cock sloshed in Jerry's cum filled ass. The feelings shooting from my increasingly sensitive cock through my body were bordering on painful. Throughout Jerry moaned under the assault clearly enjoying every moment. After a few minutes that seemed more like an hour Colin set me free. I collapsed on the floor next to Jason panting. Colin moved to Jerry's front and fed the seemingly insatiable pledge his cock. Brock who had shed his robe took my place behind Jerry. I watched wide-eyed as Brock slowly shoved his huge cock into the ass I had just stretched out. 

Jerry showed no signs of distress as he was impaled upon Brock's monster cock. The pledge just kept sucking Colin's cock as Brock began sliding his log in and out of the cum filled rectum. Each time the big man pulled back Jason and I could see my cum clinging to Brock's amazing cock. My cock began to grow again as I recalled my own experience being on the receiving end of that big piece of meat. As he was with me, Brock was incredibly gentle and careful while fucking Jerry. However, the experience was so intense that Jerry had to release Colin's cock as Brock got close to his peak. After Brock came in Jerry's ass Colin pounced on the pledge. They ended up rolling around on the floor in a wild sixty-nine session.  

As Colin and Jerry were obliviously sucking each other's cocks, I was surprised by Brock suddenly diving for my crotch and engulfing my again hard dick. Having had the one previous good morning exchange of blow jobs with Brock I knew he was a master of fellatio. He easily took my cock to the nub. I felt his nose press into the smooth area that until a few weeks early had been a tangle of curly hair. He even managed to slip his tongue out and tease my nuts as he deep throated me. As attached as I was to Kyle I was thinking those skills alone could have made me his for life. I became so lost in the pleasure Brock was giving me that I didn't really see anyone else in the room. 

Suddenly I had Jason's cock in my mouth. We quickly shifted into a kind of triangle. As Brock sucked me, I sucked Jason and Jason sucked Brock. I was certain I liked hazing at that point. By the time the three of us came, Colin and Jerry had finished and were cuddled up watching our three-ring cock circus. 

"Good first day of examinations, pledges," Brock announced shortly after swallowing my cum. "Colin take them to the showers and then down to the parlor. Your TM's have some more material for you to study and there are some things you seemed to have missed. Our next test in is three days."

He picked up his rob and left us with Colin.

"Come on guys, you still got a lot to do," Colin said as he looked around for his clothes.

My pledge mates and I had more trouble rounding up our things. As we had stripped our stuff had gotten tossed around and mixed up. 

"By the way guys, I had a lot of fun. I hope I get a chance to play with you again soon," Colin said in a coy manner. 

Other than briefly during the council room orgy I hadn't seen Colin involved in any sexual activity before that evening. I had thought that maybe he was the brotherhood's eunuch or perhaps Brock's personal; boy toy or something. It was undeniable that he was cute and had a great cock. The one thing that made him stand out however was that he clearly was not an athlete. I knew from my studies that participation in athletics was not a requirement but it was highly encouraged. I wondered if that had something to do with him being an errand boy for the council. To me his being a little softer around the middle than most of the brothers added to his appeal. I was more than a little interested in spending some private time in bed with him. But that would wait for another day. We carried our clothes and walked through the house naked. Colin led us up two floors to the shower room. He left us there after saying that he was sure we could find the parlor on our own. As the three of us showered side-by-side we chatted excitedly.

"That was fucking wild!" Jason exclaimed.

"Oh god, they can fucking beat me everyday if I get to be the guy in the middle like that after. Jesus guys I feel like I could go another round," Jerry added gleefully.

"Well you are a hot fuck, buddy," I said with a wicked grin. "Too bad Colin didn't join us in the shower. I could go for a taste of his cute dick."

Jerry laughed and told me that he defiantly wanted more of Colin's cock. He also thanked me for stretching him out so well.

"Mutha-fucker, Brock's cock felt like somebody was shoving their fucking arm up my ass."

"Shit, I had to fight to get my lips around that monster. I can't believe you took it up your ass," Jason added.

"It felt awesome!" Jerry informed us.

"I am sure you will get your ride, Jason," I piped in as I turned off the water. "I have had it in my ass, Jerry's had it; you are bound to be getting your tight little hole stretched soon."

The conversation and our general constant youthful horniness had all three of us over half way to fully erect. It was obvious that all three of us had the same thought. Jerry acted first. He turned to me and took my dick in his hand. Under different circumstances I would have been all over sex with my teammate. But I knew we would be in some shit if we kept the TM's waiting while we screwed each other. My resolve was nearly thwarted when Jason moved behind me and started fondling my balls. I was frozen for a minute as my pledge mates moved to sandwich me in between their naked bodies.

"Guys we can't do this now," I somehow managed to say. "The TM's will tear us a new one if we don't hustle down there."

"Fuck, you're right, but I really want to suck this sweet piece of meat," Jerry said, still stroking my cock.

Jason kissed the back of my neck and added, "Yeah come on, a couple of quick blow jobs won't upset anyone." 

"Fuck, you guys are crazy!" I said and slipped out from between. "I don't want to fuck up right after showing Brock how much I still had to learn." 

They reluctantly agreed with my point. We quickly got dried off and dressed. Our dicks clearly did not agree with the decision however. We all still had obvious bulges in our pants when we got to the parlor. Our TMs were hanging out as if they had nothing special planned. I was glad no mention was made of the shower incident. I figured there was a chance we had been observed the whole time. At that point I had come to think everything was a test. After greeting us and giving us yet another book to study the TM's took each of us off separately. 

I followed Dom down to the recreation room and waited while he racked the balls on the pool table. He handed me a cue and told me I had earned the break. It was set up for nine ball. I managed to get two balls in before scratching. It was obvious that Dom played often. He cleared the other seven balls off the table to win the game.

"Wow, glad we weren't betting on the game," I said honestly impressed by his skill.

"Who said we weren't betting," Dom shot back with a grin.

"I didn't hear you mention the stakes," I said weary of what was coming.

"Damn I knew I forgot something. Doesn't matter since usual house stakes are sexual favors. I don't need to win a game to get that from you."

"Oh so you brought me down here to fuck me?" I asked in a smartass tone.

"No and remember we are in the house and cut the disrespect!" He snapped back.

"Shit, I'm sorry. I thought we were friends," I said in a tone that conveyed the hurt I was feeling.

"John we are friends. But there are rules of behavior between pledges and TM's. I have to enforce the rules or this is all meaningless," Dom said in a sympathetic tone.

Truth was I was getting a little tired of the game. I still wanted to be an AOK, but I wasn't sure about putting up with a whole semester of the brother's bullshit. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 10



"I'm sorry Dom. Things were just a little intense earlier and I guess I am tired."

"You should be tired. By the way you did great; impressed the shit out of Brock!"

"Fuck I sucked. I was embarrassed as shit to miss so many questions."

"No one passes that first test. But, you probably set some kind of record. You avoided getting naked longer than anyone in at least the last six years, including the fucking archivists."

"Wow, would have thought those guys got every question right. So you went out faster?"

"Yeah, I was second man, probably still have a couple of welts on my ass," He said with a chuckle I took to mean that he was kidding.  

"What I really need to tell you though is now that you set such a high standard you are going to have to perfect on the next test. Those other two might be able to miss a couple and not fail. You can't fuck up. Troy and I will help you study and you also have Kyle. He is a fucking sponge on the brotherhood history."

"Feels a bit like cheating since I have him."

"It isn't. Any pledge can get help from any brother. That is in the books. Most don't bother and that is their loss."

He started racking the balls up again as I pondered the idea of having to be a hundred percent on my next test.

"So when is the next test?" I asked after he broke and miraculously for me didn't sink a single ball.  

"The official session is Saturday. But you might be quizzed any time by any brother between now and then. Your shot."

I managed to sink four balls before missing. I figured I was headed for a second loss. I knew that I couldn't claim ignorance of the stakes again. Dom sunk two more before fouling while trying to make the third. That gave me ball in hand and I ran the table.

"Good job pledge. What will it be?" He asked totally confusing me.

The look on my face must have conveyed my confusion.

"You won and the stakes were known this time. Your wish is my command," He said seemingly happy to have our roles switched for a time.

"Oh well shit, um we really are tied since you cleaned up on the first game. Truth is I am beat and a little drained if you know what I mean," I said hoping he wouldn't challenge me.

I actually had no idea why I was trying to rebuff my friend. Considering I had little choice but to accept sex if he demanded it of me as TM to pledge it didn't make a lot of sense. But I hoped we were not going in that direction.

"Oh, ok. Maybe you just need to get back home to Kyle, get a little rest and start working on you studying then," He said in a somewhat disappointed sounding tone. 

I felt bad, but the idea of getting home to Kyle sounded good. I couldn't imagine anything better than cuddling up with my teddy bear and putting aside all of the frat shit. That day was the first and one of only a couple times that I ever thought there was such a thing as too much sex. I ran into Jerry as I walked across the quad toward the campus apartment complex.

"Your TM make you suck him off or did he go for your ass?" He asked as if as if that was a common greeting.

"Um neither," I managed to say feeling a little confused.

"Fuck, Caleb gagged me good with his sweet black meat!" Jerry exclaimed. "Mother- fucker seemed possessed."

I had to fight off laughing as I pictured the tall swimmer ramming his cock down Jerry's throat. 

"Dom and I just played pool and talked. I guess Caleb thought you needed more reminders after being the first one naked," I said hoping to cover my amusement over Jerry's situation.

"Maybe and I don't mind sucking his cock. Hell I have been sucking it since three days after I met him. Can't lie I fucking love dark meat. Real hell is he wouldn't let me cum."

"Oh shit, did he put you on orgasm restriction? They did that to me once already, it sucks."

"No he just wouldn't touch me and he slapped my hand when I went to jerk off. Any chance you want to finish what we started in the shower. I am horny as shit!"

I was suddenly torn. A little one on one with Jerry was definitely enticing. But I had a big cuddly bear waiting for me at home. I am not sure why Jerry won out.

"You have a roommate?" I asked.

"He won't be back for a couple of days. There is only one other guy on the whole floor and he is probably out."

The next two hours were a bit of a blur. No sooner was the door to his room closed then we were in each other's arms trying our best to shove our tongues down each other's throats. It was an epic battle realized in the form of an impassioned erotic kiss. After fifteen minutes it was clear that the battle would be a draw with both of us winning. By that point we were bare-chested. Our flesh glistened with sweat as our bodies pressed together. I went for his pants, fumbling with the belt and zipper. They finally fell to the floor and he stepped free of them as I reached into the pouch of his small briefs and found his rock solid dick waiting for me. He was of course completely smooth around his extremely veiny cock. The shaft actually felt bumpy and for a moment I wondered what it would be like to have it in my ass. 

The thought faded away as he dropped to his knees and made short order of opening my pants. He lowered my jeans and underwear as one releasing my needy cock. As I struggled to step out of the heap that was tangled at my ankles he took me into his mouth. As I looked down at him tentatively taking my cock into his mouth I had a wicked thought. I wanted to fuck his face like Caleb had.

"Did he hold your head while he fucked your face like a little bitch?" I asked in a gruff tone.

To my surprise Jerry released my cock and replied in a submissive tone, "Yes Sir. Please don't hurt me."

I knew immediately that Caleb's mouth fucking Jerry had nothing to do with the results of the test. I was all but certain that Jerry was Caleb's sub. As he took my cock head back into his mouth I took a firm grip on his head. I pushed forward making him take every millimeter of my throbbing cock into his mouth. I could feel the tightness of his throat on my cock head. I held still even though I knew he was struggling to breathe through his nose while fighting his gag reflex. I felt him try to pull back and eased off a bit pulling free of his throat. His break was short lived. As the flare of my glans touched the back of his lips I drove forward once again entering his throat. My balls pressed against his chin. 

I had no fear that I was hurting him or that he objected to my actions. He used his tongue and swallowing action of his throat to make the experience more intense for me. Soon I was sliding my cock in and out of his mouth as if it was a pussy. He gave no resistance only pleasure. When my orgasm came I pulled back just enough to allow my jerking cock to deposit its meager offering on Jerry's tongue. With so much sex my loads were becoming pretty minimal in volume. The quantity didn't effect the intensity of the orgasm. As soon as I let go of his head I stumbled backwards due to my knees giving out. Fortunately my ass found his bed and not the hard floor.

"Jesus Christ you are fucking amazing!" He exclaimed as he joined me on the bed. "Fuck, I didn't know you were such a hot top, man."

"Something just came over me, Jerry. When I realized you were submissive I wanted to be like Caleb."

"But how did you know about Caleb being my Dom?" He asked sounding genuinely surprised. 

"Until this second I didn't know for sure. I just had a feeling and went with it."

"I am glad you did. I thought the thing with Caleb was about him being a black guy, but now I know it doesn't really have to do with his color."

As I stroked Jerry's dick he told me about his relationship with Caleb. It had started soon after they met. It was after the third practice of Jerry's first season at school. The way the story went Jerry was showering with Caleb when the older student asked him if he liked the view. Jerry was immediately embarrassed to have been caught staring at another guy's body. He told me that up to that point he had not had much sexual experience with either sex but was definitely interested in both. He had fooled around some with two different guys and tried oral a few times with one of them. He hadn't got past a hand-job with a girl. Even though his steady girlfriend senior year had let him go down on her she claimed that putting her mouth on his dick was too disgusting. He didn't care since he liked eating pussy and she always made him cum with her hand.

When Jerry just looked dumbfounded at his question Caleb barked, "What the fuck's wrong with you bitch? I asked you a question!"

Jerry told me he was scared and excited at the same time.

"I am sorry, it is just your cock is...."

"What so black, white boy! You think I was gonna have a little pick dick like you?" Caleb asked as he moved toward him.

"Shit, I er a.."

"Relax, man. If you are into it why don't you come to my place?"

Jerry told me that he had wanted to say that he wasn't into it and run away. But in truth he had never wanted anything as much as he wanted to suck Caleb's black snake. There was something else that was drawing him also; Caleb's forceful manner. They dressed quickly and made their way across campus to Caleb's apartment. Jerry was surprised to find that his teammate's roommate was home with another guy. Caleb introduced them and told Jerry not to be concerned.

"They're just a couple of my boys," Caleb added with a wicked grin. "Tommy you come over to get your sissy ass plowed today?"

"Yes, sir, but it looks like I am out of luck," The guest said sadly.

"Nah, Jerome you got permission to fuck him. I am going to be busy with this white slut." Caleb replied.

Jerry went pale. He also got an immediate erection. He had no doubt that he had gotten himself in for more than he realized at that point.

"Better grab holt of that one, sir. He is looking a little squirrely," Jerome said sarcastically.

"Watch your fucking mouth, bitch! You know better than to be getting sassy in front of a newbie! You need some leather on that black ass?" Caleb said in an angry tone.

Jerome stuck his tongue out at Caleb.

"Jerry, get in the bedroom and take your clothes off. I will be in soon."

Caleb shoved Jerry toward an open bedroom door. Not knowing what else to do Jerry closed the door and began to undress. As he lay naked on the bed waiting he heard the sound of a belt swatting bare skin and Jerome's yelps. He was shaking when Caleb came in the room still looking cross.

"So slut are you going to cooperate? I am sure your ass ain't as tough as his," Caleb said as he started to strip without bothering to close the door.

"Um Caleb, I am not sure about this," Jerry started to protest.

"You're naked in my bed. I think you are sure about this. The next time you want to address me it is Sir or Master. Got it bitch?"

Jerry surprised himself by answering, "Yes, Sir."

He told me from that moment on that Caleb owned him sexually. He was made to suck and lick Caleb's cock and balls for almost an hour without a break. Then he had his anal virginity taken forcefully. Even with lube he was forced to use a pillow to muffle his anguished cries. He told me though that he will never forget the moment that pain morphed into bliss. His orgasm was powerful. Even better was the feeling of Caleb's cum splashing inside his rectum for the first time. He had been used frequently since that time and was often made to join in play with one or more of Caleb's other subs. 

At some point during the story Jerry had cum all over my hand. He barely stopped his tale. It was just a quick gasp and then he continued the story. When the story was done I was hard and ready to go again. I was also in total domination mode. I ordered him to bed over the bed and got behind him. I kept telling him what a hot little bitch fag he was as I pounded his male cunt. He was practically convulsing when he came. Afterward I crawled into his bed to rest. When he asked for permission to join me in his own bed I felt an indescribable thrill.

As we laid there, me on my back, him with his head on my chest almost purring his contentment, I thought about my life and my feelings. For the first time I questioned in my mind whether my feelings for Kyle were really what I believed them to be. I had chosen a new wild experience with a guy I had no real connection to over going home and making love to my supposed boy friend. The whole Domination and submission thing was also swirling in my head. I had really gotten into taking control of Jerry. While Kyle was definitely a bottom he was not submissive. I didn't think I could have that even in play with him. Besides all of that, there were all the new guys in the brotherhood I had yet to experience. I was beginning to think that there was too much for me to explore to let my commitment to Kyle grow. 

Around ten that evening I found myself walking up the stairs to our apartment full of trepidation. I definitely did not want to give up Kyle. But I was certain that we needed to slow things down. I had no idea how to tell him or how he would take the idea. When I entered the apartment I found him sitting on the sofa reading wearing only a pair of boxers. I knew it would take more resolve than I felt to have a serious conversation about our relationship with my big bear looking so sexy. 

"Hey, buddy, brothers kept you busy late tonight," He said cheerfully.

I knew I couldn't lie to him even if I wanted to. He deserved to know the truth and AOKs simply did not lie to each other. Besides that there was a good chance he would find out I had left the house hours earlier.

"Well yes and no. They finished with us awhile ago. Jerry and I spent some time alone."

"Studying for the next test?" He asked not catching on right away.

"No, we were fucking," I replied casually. "But shit I have to bust balls on preparing for the next test. Dom says I need to be perfect."

Though he didn't say anything about my fucking Jerry, I could see that his mood had changed. His voice flattened and his face lost some of the brightness I had seen when I entered the room.

"Jesus, did you do too well on round one?" He asked seemingly concerned.

"I guess. I was the last one with clothes on. Dom said something about me going longer than anyone in years."

"Fuck, you do have to work hard, babe. I will help as much as you need."

I was feeling bad and knew I couldn't start a conversation about our relationship at that point. I had seen the hurt he felt about the fucking comment and didn't want to make things worse.

"Well I figured other than swim practice I would be here working on it every minute."

"Good, we can get Dom and Troy and maybe Scott over too. We will grill your fucking ass until you know more than even that jerk off, Ray."

I was surprised to hear Kyle talk that way about one of the brothers. It was the first time I had ever heard an AOK say anything remotely negative about another member. 

"Wow what is your issue with Ray? He seemed like a nice guy to me," I asked with obvious confusion.

"Oh fuck, I probably shouldn't have said anything. But you will find out soon enough that he is a little pit bull bastard. Shit he even has Dante on a leash."

"Huh," was all I could manage in response.

"He hides it at first but he is a ball busting Dom. I have no problem with that as long as his partners are consenting. But that little bastard likes to use force. I am sure that is why he worked so hard to become archivist. Gives him opportunities to be alone with pledges and excuses to do what he wants."

"You mean I am going to have to submit to him?" I asked thinking AOK membership wasn't worth being raped by the cute powerful looking archivist. 

"Hopefully, you will get lucky and have Dante for your private session. He is fun and his hot hairless chocolate cock spews some sweet treats," Kyle responded with wistful look in his eyes. 

It seemed that Kyle might have had some unrequited interest in Dante. I wondered if perhaps Ray had interfered with that. 

"That wasn't really what I asked you. What might go down if I end up with Ray and what is the real deal between you three?"

"You're going to have a sore ass inside and out if you go one on one with Ray. He will find a reason to do as he pleases with you even if you get every question right. The sex will just be framed as another pledge test. Since private tests are a secret, if you tell anyone what he does to you, you fail."

Kyle paused after that. I wondered if he was contemplating the second part of my question or waiting for me to comment. I couldn't let it lie.

"Kyle, if that happens, I am not going to be an AOK. I won't let him rape me. It isn't worth it to me. Damn he is so cute too; I thought he might be fun to play with. Oh well, now tell me about you and Dante, please."

"He was my room mate freshman year and the first guy I ever really made love with. I had fooled around with a couple of guys before college but it was way more with Dante. Neither of us made a commitment. Fuck he had like fifteen girl friends that first year and I don't know how many guys. Hell you have seen the guy and he is as good in bed as he looks. But he had a secret I didn't learn about until sophomore year. By that time I was pretty stuck on him. We didn't share a room because he was already a football star and got a private room. But I did sleep over in his room at least a couple of times a week that fall."

"So that was during my first semester then?" I interjected when he paused.

"Yeah, anyway one night I was with him, we were in bed, naked, getting busy and there was a bang on the door. Of course we had no intention of stopping to answer the door. Unfortunately, the person didn't go away. In a stern voice he demanded that Dante open the door. Dante told me that he had to talk to the guy and got out of bed. Ray pushed his way in."

Kyle was practically panting at that point. It was obvious the story was bringing back some really intense feelings. As he continued the story I started to worry about his anxiety level. 

"Get on your knees slut!" Ray demanded of Dante.

Dante shot a helpless look at Kyle as he dropped to his knees. When Kyle suggested that he should go Ray said, "Sit still big boy. This little black cunt loves to put on a show."

Kyle watched with a mix of fascination and disgust as Ray forced Dante to suck his short fat cock and large balls. Kyle's sweet friend worshiped the stocky kid's genitals for at least a half-hour before getting new orders.

"Enough, you dick licking shit head! Bend your black ass over the bed I need to work that cunt!" Ray cackled. 

Dante immediately jumped up and assumed the position as Ray stepped free of his pants. 

The shorter kid walked up to Dante and slapped his ass hard several times before grabbing his hips. Ray forced his hard cock into Dante's unlubed rectum. To Kyle's amazement Dante made no protest as his ass was being brutalized by Ray. After about ten minutes Ray finally came. He was still panting like a tired beast when he pulled his cock from Dante's ass and wiped it clean on his brown skin. He put his pants on spit on Dante and left without a word. When Dante stood up there was a puddle of cum on the bed. Kyle held his friend and lover for a long time before either spoke. 

Finally Kyle asked, "Wow what the fuck was that, man?"

"Just my Master using his property," Dante answered with a smile. 

"Why do you let him do that?" Kyle asked confused.

"Because I like it. I am a fucking sub slut. I am sorry you had to see it. But I am his and will do whatever he says whenever. He really gets off making me serve him in front of others. Next time he and I are alone it will be amazing because he had such a good time today."

Kyle didn't really understand but he still had feelings for Dante and their affair continued. He avoided going to Dante's place because he didn't want to risk a repeat of that afternoon. However, about a month after the encounter Dante dropped a bomb on Kyle. They had just finished making love when Dante told him he had something to tell him.




They Are A-OK Ch. 10



"Ray has given me an ultimatum. He wants to fuck you and he says that the only way I can keep seeing you is if you agree to be his for a couple of hours every now and again," Dante said with tears in his eyes.

"Damn, would you stop seeing me if he told you to?" Kyle asked stunned.

"I would have to, baby."

"Fuck I don't want to lose you but I don't know if I can let that ass wipe fuck me."

"I know and I don't want you to, even though I really want to keep seeing you."

The conversation ended with Kyle offering to try. He was too into Dante to simply walk away. The encounter between Ray and Kyle went bad due to Ray's zealous domination and humiliation of Kyle. My teddy bear had turned into a grizzly. After sucking Ray's dick and taking a hard fucking and even accepting a few slaps on the ass Ray got too cocky. He went for some ball torture and even nastier humiliation then he had already given out. Kyle turned the tables on the Dom and ended up giving Ray a pretty good beating. He managed to regain control and stopped short of doing any real damage. However, Dante paid the price of the uncontrolled rage and Kyle's first love affair ended.



They Are A-OK Ch. 11



Kyle's vulnerability and anguish over the thing with Dante and Ray as well as my need to concentrate on my studies kept me from initiating a serious conversation with my lover. Truth is even had I felt like having a relationship talk I was too consumed with brotherhood studies to even think of what to say. When I wasn't in the pool or sleeping I was cramming AOK minutia into my head. I studied harder those two days than I had ever before or since. With Kyle, Dom, Troy and Scott's help by test day I felt very confidant. 

As it turned out instead of the expected oral grilling the second test was written. Since the questions were not numbered I quickly lost count of their number. All I know was it took over four hours of writing to complete the grueling ordeal. The whole time I was working on the test the idea of being alone with Ray and the end of my time as an AOK pledge hung like a dark cloud over my thoughts. When we had all finished the test my pledge mates and I sat silently rubbing our cramped hands awaiting the verdict. It was almost an hour before Colin came and took Jerry away. He returned for Jason and finally me. I was greatly relieved when I found myself escorted to a meeting with Brock and not Ray. However, I was concerned about the fate of my compatriots.

"Welcome, pledge and congratulations," Brock said warmly. "Your accomplishment is remarkable. I am pleased to see you are so dedicated to being a member of the brotherhood."

"Thank you, brother. But I am not sure what you refer to."

"You have followed an amazing performance on your first test with a perfect score on the written exam. We can not find an example of anyone doing that well."

All I managed in response was a broad grin. For a moment I even managed to forget that my fellow pledges were likely facing less pleasant experiences with the archivists as Brock was praising me.

"Do you have nothing to say, pledge?" Brock asked as I stood speechless.

"I do to know what to say, Brother Brock. I am happy to have been able to show my worth to you and the other brothers. I of course can not take all the credit for the accomplishment. My mentors have worked hard to help me learn."

Brock offered me the chair next to his and we sat and talked for a time. It was a nice friendly conversation. I learned more about him and his passion for the AOK lifestyle. The formality of our relationship slowly faded as we talked.

"John, I want to speak outside the bounds of our current relationship. For a few minutes I would like it to be as if you and I are already brothers," He said softly looking into my eyes. 

"Ok, Brock," I replied in a tone that gave away my confusion.

"I really like you, John and would like to spend some private time with you. I have held back telling you this because I know that you and Kyle have a budding relationship," He continued.

"Um wow. Kyle and I have a connection, but we have no commitment of exclusivity," I said quickly truly thrilled to be the object of Brock's desires.

"Cool does that mean you might be interested in the idea?"

"Definitely!"

"In that case how do you feel about group sex?"

"I am not sure what you are getting at here, but I like all sex."

"Well I have this sometime girlfriend who wants to try a bi foursome. She has a friend that has agreed to be the other girl and I was hoping you would be the other guy."

I never got a chance to comment on Brock's statement. Our cozy conversation was disturbed by a major commotion in the hall. 

"You are a fuckin sicko bastard!" We heard Jason yelling.

I followed Brock when he jumped up and went out into the hall. Jason was there screaming and crying. He was naked and his bare ass glowed red from an obviously severe spanking. When he turned to address Brock I could see blood on his left nipple. I didn't need to see Ray standing in an open doorway nearby to know what had happened.

"Jesus, what the hell is happening out here?" Brock demanded to know.

He was aware of Ray's tendencies toward rough Domination sex but did not know the depths it went to. As Jason began to explain his outburst the hall filled with additional brothers who had come to investigate the disturbance.

"Brock, I am sorry but nothing is worth putting up with that asshole's sick activities. I know private test sessions are secret so I guess I am out of here. If somebody would fucking get my clothes for me I will split!" Jason managed between sobs. 

"If you are alleging some kind of abuse I assure you I want to hear about it," Brock quickly responded as he shot a stern look in Ray's direction.

"Brother Brock, I assure that there has been no abuse. This pledge is worthless and can not take normal brotherhood activities. He is in violation of his pledge and should be made to submit to punishment or be tossed out," Ray quickly protested.

Before addressing Ray, Brock asked me to take Jason into the room we had been having our chat in. I left the door open since I wanted to hear what Brock had to say.

"Brother Ray, I will determine through investigation just what transpired. I will talk to you after I speak to the pledge. Go back into the room and wait for me." I didn't see how Ray reacted but I assumed he had gone back into the room when I heard Brock tell Colin to lock the door. When Brock joined us he asked me to leave. However Jason said that he preferred if I stayed and Brock consented to the request.

"What happened, pledge?" Brock asked in a sympathetic sounding tone. 

It seemed that Jason had the poorest performance of the three of us and had drawn Ray as his punisher. He was made to strip and then was spanked with a belt. Then Ray put him on his knees and face fucked him. That was followed by a forced ass fucking with only spit for lube. All throughout Ray verbally abused Jason. No matter how submissive Jason was Ray increased the abuse both verbal and physical. After cumming in my pledge mate's ass Ray put metal clamps on Jason's nipples and hooked them to a leash. He pulled him around the room making him walk on all fours like a dog. When Ray tried to shove a dildo twice the size of Brock's cock up Jason's ass while slapping his balls the weight lifter bolted in terror.

"Brock, I really don't care if I get kicked out if that sick fuck is allowed to be a member," Jason said as he finished his tale.

The president of the AOK's sat there silently staring at Jason looking pale and a bit like he was going to puke. 

"Jason that is not how we treat our brothers. I can hardly believe this is true but there is ample physical evidence of your abuse. I will take care of the situation. But more importantly I want you to see a doctor," Brock said with concern in his voice.

He told us that he was going to have Colin bring Jason some clothes and wanted me to take my fellow pledge to see a doctor in town. Dr. Allan Burton was an AOK who served as the unofficial doctor to the brotherhood. Since he was a member he could be trusted for delicate situations. Again Jason asked that I be present for the examination. Brother Allan found no permanent damage but confirmed the damage that was done clearly supported the abuse allegation. 

If it hadn't been for my relationship with Kyle I would never have known what happened to Ray who mysteriously disappeared from school the next day. He never returned to campus. All that was said to the general membership was that he was removed from the brotherhood for conduct contrary to the ways of the AOK. Most members didn't really want to know more than that. Kyle had been part of the group that conducted the inquisition and punishment after telling Brock about his own personal knowledge of Ray's vicious nature.

Although Ray refused to except that there was any wrong doing involved he fully admitted his actions with Jason and other pledges and junior brothers under the intense questioning of a panel of physically superior members. Kyle did not have to tell me that the questioning included physical persuasion. I could see it in his distraught expression. The whole telling of the story of what happened to Ray seemed more a confession by Kyle than a giving of information. Even under the threat of physical punishment Ray made the mistake of remaining arrogant. He insisted that the brotherhood could not kick him out because he would spill the AOK secrets and destroy them all. They gave a convincing demonstration of how foolish that would be. Ray had to be kept secluded under the care of Dr. Burton while his bruises and contusions healed. His withdrawal from the university was done in writing. Intense sessions with alumni made it clear that the brotherhood could and would do far worse if Ray ever spoke of anything involving the AOK. One alumnus who was a sitting judge explained the evidence that existed that would get Ray incarcerated for life as a rapist. 

But none of that was of immediate importance to me. After the doctor examined Jason I took him back to his dorm. Jerry, who had had a much better time with Dante than either Jason or I had that afternoon, joined us. The three of us spent the night talking about all that had happened to us as AOK pledges. Around three in the morning we made a pact. We decided that either all three of us or none of us would make it as full members. Though we didn't have any idea what the outcome of Brock's inquiry would be, we also decided that we would quit if Ray was allowed to remain a member. That night cemented a strong bond between the three of us. 

After sleeping from about six to noon, the three of us spent the next afternoon happily playing in Jason's room. It was as if the rest of the world did not exist for those few hours. We wrestled around naked, we engaged in teasing sexual play and generally acted far younger than we were. I remember wishing that I had had friends like them back home growing up. After the intensity of the previous week, being able to just have gentle playful sex felt amazing. We were still naked and enjoying each other when Colin knocked on the door around five. 

"Jesus, I have been trying to find you for over an hour," He exclaimed after being let into the room. "Brother Brock wants to meet with you this evening."

We were told to report to the house at eight. Since we were all still in a playful mood and there was time we acted on our mutual attraction to the frat's gofer. It wasn't difficult for three naked guys to talk Colin into joining in the sexual play. As soon as we got his clothes off Jerry and I got on our knees in front of Colin. We alternated sucking his balls and cock and while Jason worked on Colin's tiny nipples. We kept him on the verge of orgasm for a long time. When I told him he couldn't cum until he had taken all three of us in his ass, he enthusiastically accepted the challenge. He got on his hands and knees and we lubed him up. We began taking turns riding his clearly oft fucked ass. It turned out that Colin was a total ass slut. He came twice by the time all three of us had shot a load into his rectum. 

Later as he and I shared the shower he asked me how I knew he liked to be gang fucked. I of course had no idea and told him that it was just a thought that popped into my head. He told me that he regularly was gang fucked by council members including Brock. I knew why he opened up so easily for us after learning that Brock often fucked him. I suggested that he should join Kyle and I sometime.

"Cool, maybe we could get Brock involved too. Taking both those big logs in the same session would be amazing!" He exclaimed as we dried off. 

The meeting with Brock was mostly uneventful. He gave us the party line about Ray being dismissed from the brotherhood and choosing to leave the university as a result. He also apologized to Jason in the name of the brotherhood for what Ray had done. We all agreed to treat it as water under the bridge and go forward. However, I somehow knew that the rest of the hazing would be far gentler than usual. Just before saying good night and dismissing us Brock told us that we had all proved our worth and passed the test of knowledge. He added that Colin would be making appointments for private sessions with him to discuss the next phase of our testing. I hoped that that meeting would include a chance to finish our earlier conversation about getting together with the two girls.

When I returned to the apartment that night, I found Kyle on the sofa with Dante in his arms. They were both bare-chested, wearing only gym shorts. The sexy wide receiver had tears in his eyes. While I was happy that someone was available to comfort the sweet submissive that had just lost his master, for the first time I felt strong jealousy over Kyle. Had it not been for knowing that Kyle had feelings for Dante I am sure I would not have cared even if I had walked in on them fucking. I also felt bad about the way I had made Kyle feel a few nights earlier when I cavalierly announced that I had been out fucking Jerry. I managed to act nonchalant as I greeted them. Kyle jumping up and giving me a big hug and a welcoming kiss in front of Dante did make me feel somewhat better. 

"Welcome home babe. How's Jason?" Kyle asked with sincere concern showing in his voice.

"He is ok, considering. Even better now that Brock told us about sending that bastard packing."

Kyle's expression immediately reminded me that Dante was there. As bad as Ray was, Dante loved him totally. I had not thought before speaking and definitely didn't want to hurt our guest.

"Shit, I am sorry, Dante," I said turning toward the sofa.

"No worries man. I know he was a bastard to most people. It was different with us," Dante started to explain.

Kyle could not let that slide, "Fuck it was! That sawed off runt totally fucked with you and you know it."

"Kyle, I know how much what happened with the three of us hurt you. But I love Ray and he didn't do anything to me I didn't want."

"He doesn't love you, Dante. He even refused our offer of a chance to say goodbye to you. He doesn't care about anybody or anything but his own fucked up shit head needs!" 

It was my turn to give Kyle a disapproving look as Dante broke into body convulsing sobs. I went to the sofa and took the tall man in my arms. After Kyle apologized I offered to leave them alone, but they both insisted I stay. The three of us talked for several hours. Oddly Kyle and I slept in our separate beds that night while Dante slept on our sofa. 

Early the next morning I was awoken by the sounds of Kyle and Dante fucking. I did not know whether Kyle had gone to the living room or Dante had sought out Kyle in the bedroom. I didn't really want to know and did not investigate. I wasn't even really sure who was on top as both of them were moaning and grunting with equal gusto. As I lay there listening, imagining the scene playing out between my lover and his former boyfriend I became fully aroused. Instinctively I began to stroke myself as I listened to the growing intensity of the sexual activity in the other room. I began to pound my dick almost violently. 

"Oh fuck, yes!" I heard Kyle cry out as a ribbon of jism shot from my throbbing cock.

I continued to jerk my cock hard almost as if I was punishing it for becoming aroused as the warm droplets fell on my chest. It was clear at that point that both Kyle and Dante had cum. The moaning and grunting disintegrated into loud panting. Soon the apartment was again silent. As cum dried on my chest and belly tears ran down my face. Though I had already known that Kyle and I were not going to be the couple I had originally imagined that was the day I really felt the loss. 

I am not even sure why I felt sad. I knew that he still loved me and I was still very attached to him. I certainly had no plans to rush out there and cuss and scream and declare our relationship at an end. I wasn't even sure which one of those two I wished I was with at that moment. I had wanted to have sex with Dante from the first minute I laid eyes on the hot football star. Also, my sexual attraction to Kyle was as strong as ever. I think maybe I feared losing his friendship more than anything. 

Later that day after Dante had gone to AOK mandated counseling, Kyle and I had a long talk. Without prompting from me he told me about the sex with Dante. The early morning romp had only been the next act in what had been an all day sexual marathon between the two. It had started as one friend comforting another. I had no trouble understanding how that happened and felt no anger toward Kyle.

"John, I love you! I am sorry I let this thing happen with him. But yesterday, shows me that I still I have feelings for Dante. I don't want to lose you, baby. But I don't think I can give you a fully committed relationship, right now," He said with tears streaming down his face.

"Kyle, wow man. We already agreed that we weren't going to be exclusive. Don't feel bad. Fuck I wasn't exactly in church while we were apart the last couple of days you know? I have known how you felt about him since you told me about the two of you. It's ok."

I held him as he sobbed against my shoulder. 

"You mean that you are ok with me seeing him too?" Kyle asked as he recovered his composure.

"If I can fuck him too," I replied with wicked grin. "Look, I have been thinking that we rushed things. I love you man. But I have been thinking that I am not ready for a heavy commitment. This thing with Dante makes me think you are in the same boat. I never want to lose your friendship and having sex with you is very special. But damn, there are so many others I want to fuck."

"Maybe you are right. I just hope we can make it work. By the way he really likes you. He felt bad about him and me ending up in bed knowing that we're a couple. I know he will be happy to include you sometime."

I was pleased with the outcome of our chat. The idea of being great friends, roommates and sometime lovers that shared other lovers seemed perfect to me. Even though I could feel Kyle's conflicted thoughts on the subject, I decided not to pursue further conversation. I knew there was a possibility that he might fall totally in love with Dante and someday reject me sexually. However, I was fairly certain that he could never be the fulltime partner Dante needed. Kyle simply had no domination in him. Dante needed a master. I silently vowed that no matter what I would be there to soften he blow for Kyle when Dante found his master.



They Are A-OK Ch. 12



Life seemed to return to relative normalcy surprisingly quickly after that incident. After our talk Kyle and I fell into a comfortable new phase in our relationship. That phase included his bedding Dante and me fucking around a lot with my pledge mates. For the most part we kept these new activities somewhat discrete from each other. It wasn't so much planned that way, it just seemed that our sex lives diverged at that point. Kyle and I ended up only spending a night or two a week together in the same bed. We didn't have the planned threesome with Dante right away either. I didn't actually see much of the football star for the first few weeks of the semester. Kyle made no secret that they were frequent sex partners but team rules kept Dante from sleeping over and I was often out of the apartment on my own adventures. In addition, swim practice was back in full swing and I was taking a heavy academic load that semester.

As I had imagined the intensity of the hazing had slowed way down. I had separate weekly session referred to as pledge counseling with Troy, Dom and Brock. Troy and Dom at least pretended to be serious about my pledge duties. Except for the first session Brock didn't even pretend that it was about anything other than sex. That first session with him was actually pretty funny at the start.

"Welcome pledge," He said in what I had come to recognize as his fake stern voice.

Then he started in asking me simple questions while making me stand at attention. It was pretty clear he didn't have a lot of experience in the roll of inquisitor. But with Ray gone and Dante emotionally unable to perform the duty other brothers had to step up. Colin was filling the roll for Jerry. His stories of the hot fuck sessions with the diminutive gofer were very interesting. Calvin O'Connell, who apparently was a very gentle lover, was assigned to Jason. Even though I thoroughly enjoyed my sessions with Brock I was a bit jealous of Jason getting so much attention from the sexy redhead.

After the question session, Brock made me strip for inspection. He looked a little disappointed when he found my pubic area smooth as a cue ball. I of course got hard as he ran his hands all over my most private areas. Of course I had ceased to think of them as being all that private by that point. I was surprised when he got on his knees in front of me and took my hard dick in his mouth. He sucked and licked both my cock and balls for a while before he stood back up. By that time I was panting and nearly ready for climax. Brock was a totally amazing cock sucker. He took me in his arms and kissed me deeply before gasping a surprising request.

"God, John, I really want you to fuck me," He said in a low husky tone.

I would have rather cum in his mouth but it was a request that I could not deny. He undressed revealing his huge erection and we got into bed. We made out for a time allowing our hard cocks to rub against each other. 

He handed me a tube of lube and rolled over on his belly after saying, "Please fuck me, John."

He lifted his ass up as I spread his buttocks and began working the slippery lube into his ass. By the time I had two fingers in him he had drawn his knees up and spread his legs. He was moaning as he presented his ass to me. I worked a third finger into him stretching his anal sphincter. He practically begged me to fuck him as he dropped his head down on a pillow causing his ass to move up higher. At that point I was more than ready to give him what he wanted. I moved into position and guided my cock to his stretched hole. Before I could thrust into him, he pushed his ass back and captured my cockhead. I grabbed his hips and pushed my cock to the hilt. He moaned his approval as I ground my cock into his ass. 

As I humped him I could feel my balls dangling against his body. When he demanded that I fuck him harder I reared back practically withdrawing my cock from his body. I drove forward hard and began to ride him using long deep thrusts. His moaning appreciation of the fucking I was giving him spurred me on. It was like I had a wild stallion bucking under me. I could see the sweat beading on his back and feel the sweat on my brow. Our balls touched every time I went deep. He began to jerk his cock and squirm wildly while demanding I fuck him hard and telling me how much he wanted my cum. Impulsively I slapped his ass playfully. He practically roared his delight at my action. I began slapping the side of his ass with each thrust. He cried out and his rectum clamped onto my invading shaft. He was cumming hard. It seemed like an eternity before his muscles relaxed and I could move again. I pulled back and then went deep once more. As I ground my cock inside him I exploded sending a torrent of cum into his bowels. By the time I was finished he was whimpering and I was fighting to catch my breath. 

I fell off of him and pulled him into my arms. We kissed sloppily as we reveled in the waves of pleasure coursing through our bodies. It was at least ten minutes before either of us could form words; longer still before we managed intelligible conversation. We each told the other how great the sex had been. I have no idea about Brock's veracity that day, but I know when I told him he was the best ass fuck of my life I wasn't exaggerating.

"I am glad you think so, John. I love being fucked so passionately and it feels exceptional with you," He said softly before initiating another long deep kiss. 

After that we laid in the bed talking for awhile. The subject of the proposed foursome with the two girls came up. I told him I was definitely into the idea. We decided that the four of us should get together for a non-sexual meeting to gauge compatibility first. That took an unexpectedly long time to arrange. 

In addition to Troy, Dom, Brock and my fellow pledges, I had a number of interesting sexual encounters with other AOKs those first weeks of the spring semester. Since the same type of thing was happening to Jerry and Jason we figured that these too were part of our hazing. One of my most interesting was when I was told to report to Doctor Burton's office for a check up. I thought it was a bit strange but he was an AOK and I was a pledge. I chalked it up to just another part of my initiation as I walked into town that day. When I arrived at his office I discovered that there was neither a receptionist nor nurse on duty. If I hadn't had an appointment I would have assumed that the office was closed. The note inside the envelope address to me I found on the front counter did not explain much.

John, I am sorry my receptionist is off today. I find that works better for brotherhood exams. Please lock the door and come back to exam room three.

Doc Burton.

Though I was a bit skeptical, I had no reason to disobey. I locked the office and walked back to the appointed room. I still didn't see anyone around; only another note for me.

Strip off your clothes and lie on the exam table. I will be with you soon.

Figuring it was just another test I quickly complied with the doctor's orders. As almost always seems to be the case in an examining room the temperature was on the cool side. As I lay on the table totally naked I could feel the goose bumps rising on my skin. I ran my hand over my chest and discovered my nipples were like hard little beads. I hoped whatever was coming would come soon. It was at least another ten minutes before the doctor showed up. 

Dr. Allan Burton was a strikingly handsome man who I judged to be in his mid thirties. The former tight end for the university football team was still very fit. He was about six-two and maybe 200 pounds. Even in his white lab coat I could see that there wasn't an ounce of extra fat on his muscular frame. He had thick jet black hair and amazing dark green eyes. I later learned that although he was bisexual he had never married. Troy told me that brother Doc Burton preferred sex with younger men and that was why he had come back to town to set up a practice. 

"Hello, John, sorry to keep you waiting," He said with a dazzling smile in a cheery tone.

"Oh it's ok, sir. Just a tad cool in here," I said as politely as I could feeling a little foolish lying on my back nude and exposed.

"I see," he added as he walked up to me and ran his warm hands over my goose bumped chest.

He toyed with my hard nipples for a few seconds before walking across the room and turning on a small ceramic heater.

"That should help," he said as he returned to the side of the table.

"Thank you."

He ran his hands all over my torso, arms and neck examining me in a way no doctor ever had before. It was an odd feeling, not quite sexual and not quite clinical. The whole time he was feeling me up he kept up a running dialogue. He asked me questions about how I liked the AOK life and if the sex was causing me any issues. My obvious confusion over the question of sexual issues caused him to ask specific questions about rectal pain and bowel moments. Neither of which I had had any issues with. 

"Very good," He said officiously as he moved to the end of the table and began examining my feet or more accurately massage them.

Then he raised up the stirrups that are more commonly employed when examining women. He put my feet in place leaving me in a very awkward position. My legs were spread open with my cock and balls jutting out like they were on display. He gently massaged my calves and caressed my knees while continuing his inquiries regarding my feelings about the AOK life style. He began to fondle my fully exposed hairless balls as he asked how I felt about various sexual activities with males. I answered him honestly about what I liked and which things I preferred. It was really the first time anyone had made me think so in depth on the subject. By the time I had revealed to him that I was very into oral sex both giving and receiving pretty much all over the body with guys and my preference for being an anal top with certain guys my cock was rock hard. He continued gently foundling my nuts as he pressed me on the issue of bottoming. I realized that afternoon that I liked it more than I had admitted to myself before. However, when he and I talked later about his opinion of my sexuality he told me I was definitely more of a top as far as anal and even had a bit of a dom side. Before beginning his next series of questions he reached his other hand over me and began stroking my cock while continuing to fondle my balls.

"Now we need to discuss your feeling about sex with females. It is obvious that you really enjoy sex with men. Are you gay or do you also enjoy women?" He asked nonchalantly as he drove me ever closer to orgasm.

"Er I guess I am bisexual. I like fucking girls. Though I have wrestled some with which I enjoy more," I admitted.

"How do you feel about eating pussy?" He asked not commenting on my thoughts.

"I like it a lot. I like using my mouth everywhere on both sexes," I said between involuntary moans.

"Please control your body!" He barked and slapped my belly.

I suppose the look of shock on my face led him to explain.

"In addition, to being a very important physical and psychological exam, this is also part of your pledge testing. As you already know controlling orgasm is one of the tenants of the brotherhood. You must learn to enjoy pleasure without giving into the need to cum."

"Yes, sir," I replied as he gripped my cock and began running his thumb around my glans and over my cum hole. 

The copious amount of precum I was leaking caused his thumb to easily slide over my dick and sent an almost painful level of pleasure down my cock. 

"How many women have you fucked, John," he asked as he let go of my cock.

The puzzled look on my face was due to my having never thought to keep count.

"Are you refusing to answer the question?" He asked sounding annoyed. 

"No sir, I am just not sure of the number," I replied quickly fearing the punishment he might give for that breach of brotherhood etiquette. 

"Well then list them and we shall count them together." Chrissy, Stacey and Donna came to mind immediately. I was a little more reluctant to mention Scot's girl friend and my one time nurse Karen. I had almost forgotten about the night Troy and I got drunk and I finally got to sample Jenny Crothers pussy. To me they were really the only ones that counted. However, the doctor wasn't satisfied. I recalled my first time sharing girls with Jay after the away meet. I am not sure I managed to recall the total number of groupie sessions I had been a part of though I made it at least a dozen more including those from swim team gang bang sessions. 

"So you have fucked at least 19 maybe more women. That is a lot for a young man," He said as he removed my legs from the stirrups.

I didn't really have a reply for the doctor's suggestion that I had fucked a lot of women. My thought was that I had fucked a lot of both men and women. But definitely there had been more times with guys. 

"Turn over and get on your knees with your head on the table," He ordered.

I quickly assumed the required position. He began to give me a very nice back rub as the questioning turned from physical to emotional connections. I told him about Chrissy and Kyle and even my best friend Doug. As he began to fondle my ass cheeks he insisted I examine my feelings for others as well. We talked about Donna who I already knew had I not found the lifestyle I was living I likely would have chosen for a wife. We talked about Troy and Dom. I even admitted to emotional feelings toward Brock. He told me that he was certain that there would be many more emotional connection in my future with both men and women.

"It is very important to understand that you may never have that one and only type relationship. I think already you have discovered that relationships aren't what they seem at first sometimes. Do not let initial infatuation fool you John."

I didn't know how good a physician he was but I was sure he was very wise about love and sex. The things he told me made a lot of sense. I was glad when he informed me that we would be meeting regularly to discuss these and other issues. 

"Now I am going to milk you and then you can demonstrate your cock sucking skills," He said as if explaining some medical procedure. 

I had no idea what he meant by milking me, but I was excited at the idea of sucking the hot doctor's cock. As it turned out milking me meant using his finger to stimulate my prostate until I came in a cup. He placed the collection device on my dick and then filled my rectum to overflowing with slippery goo. I heard him put on a rubber glove and then felt his finger enter me. I almost jumped off the table when he pressed the end of his finger into my prostate. The fucker was a genius when it came to making a guy loose his nuts. He pressed and rubbed my prostate for only a couple of minutes before I felt cum oozing out of my cock. It was an odd orgasm more of a relief to be emptied than the intensely pleasurable experience I was used to having. 

When he was satisfied that he had drained me thoroughly he withdrew his finger from my ass and took the bottle off my dick. After washing his hands he undressed and told me to stand up. I felt oddly nervous as I stood there naked and limp looking at the doctor's older sexy body. I guessed his fully erect cock to be just over seven inches. Something I could easily handle no matter what he wanted. Like many other brothers his dark thick pubic hair was neatly trimmed down to a small patch. Like some other AOK's he had a small tattoo in his pubic area. His was a coiled cobra peeking out from the small bit of hair he left unshaven. His smooth balls and neatly trimmed pubic patch were a stark contrast to the thick soft hair that adorned his abs and legs. I relaxed as I realized that he had no reason to force anything on me. He clearly could have his pick of either gender for sex. 

"Come let's go someplace more comfortable," He suggested.

He led me down the hall to his office. He sat in his big desk chair and I knelt between his legs on the plush carpet. I didn't need any further instructions. He spread his legs so that I had free access to his balls and cock. I licked him from the back of his balls to the tip of his cock and back over and over. He moaned and sighed and told me how good I made him feel. I could feel his genuine appreciation for the pleasure I was giving him. I took his cock head into my mouth and slowly swallowed his entire length. 

As I let him enjoy the feel of having his cock in my throat he moaned, "You are a fucking great hot young cock sucker."

I worked my lips up and down his quivering shaft. I swirled my tongue over his hardness as I lustfully sucked my doctor's dick. He moaned and spoke his appreciation. He kept telling me what a hot young man I was and how well I sucked cock. It was a little odd being praised that way while having sex. It was like I was performing for him. It was also very exciting to be talked to that way. When he came I was nearly gagged by the volume of cum that filled my mouth and ran down my greedy throat. When I looked up his amazing smile and dreamy look told me I had passed his test. But I had another surprise coming. 

"I want you to spend the night with me, please," He said softly as he reached out and caressed my cheek.

Even if I had not wanted to sleep with him, which I did, I could not have turned down the request. He was an important alumni brother and therefore entitled to ask it of me as a pledge. But even more importantly the sincerity I felt in his request for me to stay the night was unlike any such request I had ever had before. He helped me to my feet and then led my up a small staircase to a loft apartment.

"I keep this place for those occasions when I don't feel like dragging my ass home or an unexpected guest pops in," He said with a smile. "I hadn't planned on going all night with you. But I like you and am enjoying being with you. Since tomorrow is Saturday we won't be disturbed in the morning. We can make love all night and sleep late."

We kissed for the first time standing in the small living room. It was a gentle unrushed kissed. Our tongues took turns going from one mouth to the other. I felt his hands slide down my back. This time when he caressed my buttocks it was a very different feeling. There was nothing clinical or doctor-like about the way he was fondling me. The kiss broke and we stepped back from each other. Though we were both semi erect there was no urgency to get to bed and fuck as would have been the case with one of my class mates. His eyes roamed over my body drinking in my naked form. 

"God you are a gorgeous thing," He sighed. "How about a drink sexy boy?"

I felt incredibly comfortable with him and liked the idea of just being together. I knew there would be lots of sex to come that night. But letting it happen slowly felt perfect.

"That sounds good. Do you have beer?" I replied.

"Of course," He said as he turned and walked toward the small kitchen tucked under the bedroom loft. 

I just stood there watching his hot hairy ass for a second. I caught up to him as he popped the top off a bottle of Heineken. He poured himself a glass of expensive looking wine. 

"Cheers," He said as we moved to his sofa.

We sat there talking for a long while. He told me some about himself and his time at the university. He added more of his insights about me. Most of the time his hand was somewhere gently caressing a part of my body and mine was touching him. It was a great conversation and a wonderfully intimate nonsexual experience despite our being nude. After his fourth glass of wine and my third beer he suggested we go up to his bed. 

He stood, took my hand and silently led me to a spiral staircase in the far corner. I was treated to a nice long look at his sexy taut ass as we climbed the narrow winding conduit to the loft bedroom. The unmade bed, boxers on the floor and jeans casually tossed over a chair in the far corner seemed to confirm his assertion that he had not planned to ask me to stay the night. Guys expecting to entertain in their bedrooms generally made some pretense at fixing up the covers. None of that mattered anyway as he took me in his arms at the top of the stairs. Our bodies pressed together as he slipped his tongue into my welcoming mouth. Though I had been with older men on first night this experience felt very different. I envisioned a night of sexual learning as we moved toward his bed. He must have felt my nervous trembling as he pulled me down on the bed with him.




They Are A-OK Ch. 12



"Relax babe," He said softly as he reached for my erect cock. "There's no pressure here."

The next thing I knew I was laying on my back with my legs spread wide. Allan was licking and sucking my smooth balls like they were precious fruits worthy of adoration. Though he wasn't touching my cock at all I felt like I might cum from the attention he was paying to my ball sack. 

"Mmmmmmmm such sweet young eggs," He sighed as he looked up at me. "Soon they will give you the option of growing your hair back. I hope you will keep your balls smooth, they are delicious this way."

I didn't want to stop the activity but his comment brought forth a question I had been pondering, "I was thinking of keeping mine similar to yours. But I have not been able to choose an appropriate tattoo."

"The right thing will come to you in time. I am sure I can help you find something fun," He said before engulfing my twitching cock.

He deep throated me while fondling my balls. He rolled my sack gently in his fingers as his warm, wet lips slid up and down my shaft. I could feel his lips vibrating on the top of my cock as his tongue toyed with the underside. I was moaning ever more loudly between panting gasps. He stopped and spoke to me in a deep voice barely louder than a whisper.

"Mmmmm, I love when a young man voices his appreciation while I suck his cock."

I reached down and began to massage his shoulders as he went back to work fellating my aching cock. Taking a cue from his words I allowed my moans to deepen in tone and increase in volume. He clearly liked what he was hearing. He sucked my cock with a vigorous gusto that had me spewing my cum into his mouth very quickly. 

"Oh god, Allan, fuck, you are amazing..." I cried out as I writhed in pleasure on his bed. 

I gripped his shoulders hard as he continued to suck on my oozing post orgasmic cock. He held my deflating shaft in his lips as he used his tongue to tease my super sensitive cum slit. The sensations were overwhelming. I want to yell for him to stop but could not voice the words. Only moans and gasps and cries of elation came from my throat. As he continued to suck my cock he slipped a finger into my ass crack. He teased my anus with the tip of his middle finger adding even more sensation. I thrashed about as he pushed his finger into me up to the first knuckle. He pushed his finger deeper causing my cock to begin to grow again. He knew exactly how to touch me to bring me back to full erection.

"Oh god please, too much...fuck!" I screamed to no avail.

He continued to suck me while fingering my ass. I was stuck on the razor edge between pleasure and pain. Somehow, he kept me from falling over to the pain side. But still the stimulation was too much to bear. I dug my fingers into his shoulders and forced him to free my cock. He sat up and looked at me with a huge grin on his face.

"Damn you have a sweet cock!" He exclaimed.

I couldn't answer him. My heart was pounding and my breathing was ragged. I think I managed a smile as he slid next me and kissed my cheek. I instinctively reached for his cock and found his silky steel shaft ready for action. 

"What do you want me to do for you?" I somehow managed to ask.

"Whatever makes you happy sweet boy," He replied in an amazingly sexy tone. 

I pushed him onto his back and began to suckle on his chest. I licked and nibbled his hard little nipples. Each bite elicited a small deep coo. I bit harder and the cooing became more like squeals. He encouraged me to keep biting. By the time I moved onto his abdomen his chest bore multiple impressions of my teeth. I worked down his taut belly with my lips, tongue and teeth leaving more love bite marks. As I teased his navel I could feel the tantalizing closeness of his hard cock. I inhaled his musky, manly scent. I moved lover and kissed the cobra while nuzzling my face against his small pubic patch. His hot cock rubbing against my cheek sent chills up and down my spine. I pushed his legs apart and began to nibble and lick his thighs. He encouraged me to bite harder and I left more teeth marks on his hairy flesh. 

I kissed his ball sack before pushing his legs up over his chest. He grabbed his ankles feeing my hands to spread up his ass cheeks. I bit along the inside of his buttocks before moving my attention to his puckered asshole. I worked his tight little rim as he squirmed and moaned. I scrapped my teeth over the softening opening before starting to lick his balls. I pushed a finger into him as I alternated taking his balls into my mouth. A few minutes later I added a second finger as I licked my way up his twitching shaft. Even though I knew I didn't have the skill he had I was determined to give him a great orgasm. Again my teeth came into play at his urging. I have never met another man that enjoyed sexual biting anywhere close to the way Allan does. After playfully nibbling on his cock for a bit I swallowed his throbbing organ and began lustfully sucking him as I fingered him deeply. He rocked on the bed and soon matched my rhythm. He pushed his cock into my mouth as I slid my lips down his shaft. At the same time I was pushing my fingers in and out of his ass. He came in my mouth feeding me his sweet musky cream. Before I had finished swallowing he was begging me to fuck him. 

"John I need that hot young cock inside me. Please fuck me now!"

I pulled my fingers out of his ass and moved atop him. He indicated that there was lube in the night stand. I kissed him before rolling to the side of the bed. I quickly found the lube and moved back on top of him. I squeezed a generous amount of the slippery stuff into his already wide open ass. When I mounted him he encouraged me to give him a good hard fucking.

"Come on, fuck me hard, young stud!" He demanded.

He pushed his ass toward me every time I thrusted into him causing my cock to be completely engulfed in his hot, tight ass. We rocked on his bed for a long time fucking like wild beasts. I could feel the sweat dripping from my balls. I was nearly exhausted when my cock finally released the tiny dribble of cum that remained in my body. We continued fucking until my cock had shriveled up too much to thrust. I fell off of him and we lay side by side on our backs panting and recovering from the incredible sexual high. 

After about ten minutes he asked, "So what do you want to do now?"

I laughed thinking the idea of doing anything other than passing out together seemed impossible.

However, he had other ideas.

"There is a great hot tub on the terrace. We could hit the shower, rinse the sweat and cum off our bodies and then enjoy more of the evening in the hot swirling waters. Nothing like being outside naked knowing that there are people so nearby."

Even though I had reservations about nude hot tubbing in what sounded like a very public place I agreed to join him. We quickly showered together washing away the sweat and other residue of our frenzied lovemaking. The terrace was off the loft area and the way it was tucked into the building and screened unless one used spotlights it would have been nearly impossible to see what was happening there from the street. Still stepping outside naked in the middle of town felt odd. The warm swirling waters of the hot tub were very welcome. It was late winter and an evening chill had begun to take hold. 

I soon discovered that while seeing the terrace occupants from the street was all but impossible the reverse was not true. The small town was alive with Friday night activity. Both students and townies walked by underneath us oblivious to the activity in the bubbly waters. It wasn't long before the doctor and I were engaged in more than just a relaxing soak. We were sitting next to each other arm in arm occasionally kissing as we shared playful comments on those passing by below. The comments ceased as the kisses became more passionate. Soon he was fondling my cock under the water as our tongues danced. Inexplicably after so much sex I grew hard again. 

"Sit up on the edge so I can suck you, John," He ordered casually.

I obeyed him even though I was sure my head and shoulders could be seen from the street in that position. I tried to maintain a casual nonchalant expression as Allan worked his skillful magic on my cock. His tongue, lips and fingers were driving me crazy as I watched the parade below. My suspicions about being visible from the street were confirmed when Scott and Troy happened by. Scott waved and gave thumbs up sign. Troy whistled and winked. They clearly knew exactly what was happening on the balcony. I wondered how many other young men Allan had sucked on that terrace. I also wondered how much people on the street could see.

"Relax, no one can see below your chest," He murmured as if I had voiced my concerns.

He continued to work my cock until I convulsed in a nearly dry orgasm. When I opened my eyes again I spotted Dom sitting across the street smiling. Allan stood up, peered over the partition and made a motion as if waving someone over. 

Turning to me he said, "Dom's coming up. He is going to take a few pictures while I fuck you, pledge."

I was surprised by the sudden change in Allan's demeanor. He had gone from gentle lustful lover to dispassionate frat boy hazer in a blink of an eye. I didn't mind Dom watching us or object to the sexy doctor fucking me at that point. But a photo session and the change in mood really bothered me.

"May I ask what the photos are all about?" I asked with a bit of attitude in my voice.

"All AOK's have a portfolio. Surely a bright young man like you knows that? Fuck I know you saw the first night video."

My mind was racing. I thought back to that first night and the embarrassing viewing of what amounted to a triple x gay porn video staring me and my pledge mates. I searched my memory. The doctor had been there that night with the other alumni. With all that had happened that night and since I had never made the connection. I assumed from what Allan was saying that there already existed a portfolio of compromising pictures of me.

"Allan, is that how disgruntle brothers are kept silent?" I asked in a shaky voice.

"What do you mean?"

"The pictures? Is it a case of talk and we expose you?"

"Well yeah I guess the pictures would be used if needed. Though I have never heard of a case of that happening. They are just part of the private chronicles of the brotherhood. You scored higher than anyone in recent history on the tests. You must know about the chronicles."

"Um, yeah, but it wasn't clear about the kind of personal pictures that were contained in the collection," I said feeling weary as Dom stepped through the open door to the terrace.

"Hey John, Doc. I see things are rocking," He said cheerfully as he came over and patted my ass.

I jerked away, told him to fuck off under my breath and went inside not wanting any more to do with public displays of affection. Dom followed behind me with an unhappy scowl on his face.

"What the fuck's wrong with you? You trying to make me look bad in front of the Doc, pledge?" He barked as Allan came into the room.

I realized that I fucked up by showing disrespect to Dom. He was in full TM mode and I figured my ass was going to pay the price for my attitude.

"Sorry, I was cold," I lied trying to cover my transgression.

"Don't compound your error by lying to your TM, pledge," Allan said as he stood there framed by the still open terrace door. 

I wished that I could have taken time back at that moment. I wanted nothing more than to get in bed with the hot doc and Dom and play. I knew that I would have to accept punishment before fun times could return.

"I'm sorry. I guess I am just tired. It won't happen again. Where is the photo shot going to take place?" I said trying to diffuse the situation.

"Too late for that smart ass," Dom declared as he unbuckled his belt.

I thought I saw a little gleam in Dom's eye. He had delivered punishment when called for but I had not known him to seem so excited to give it before that night.

"Bend over the bed, pledge," He instructed as he pulled the long leather strap free of his belt loops. 

"Come on Dom...." I tried to protest.

"John, don't make this any harder. I have clearly been too lax on discipline with you."

I was shaking as I bent over the bed and prepared to take my beating. He snapped the leather causing me to jump. 

"Doc, you got bandages handy. That sweet ass looks like it might cut easily," Dom said calmly.

I was truly scared. The paddles had been bad. But the idea of having a belt cut into my ass was almost terrifying. I still don't know what kept me from fleeing the room. Though it wasn't as hard as I had anticipated the first lick of the leather on my bear flesh stung my ass. It was quickly followed by a second more firm lash. My ass burned after the third lash and despite my best efforts at control tears welled up in my eyes. I was happy when I heard the clang of the belt buckle on the floor. Even though I assumed the punishment was over I did not move. My assumption was wrong. The spanking continued with Dom's hand replacing the belt. I endured several minutes of bare hand paddling before Dom grabbed me by the scruff of my neck and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around and stared hard into my tear filled eyes. I was surprised to see that he was crying also.

"Don't ever fucking make me do that again, John," He yelled.

Then he kissed me softly on the lips. I was bewildered as I watched Dom storm off and disappear down the spiral stairs.

"Bend over, John, "The doctor said sadly, "I need to tend to your ass."

I didn't know it at the time but the belt had indeed cut my ass. The stinging from the slap of Dom's hand had masked the sting of several tiny breaks in my skin. Even with the doctor's excellent care it was two days before I could sit properly. When he was done cleaning my wounds, he covered my stinging flesh in a soothing salve. Then he dressed my cuts.

"Did he leave, Allan?" I asked plaintively.

"I don't know. But my guess is that he is sitting in the living room with a strong drink. That really hurt him, John. You do understand he had no choice, don't you? You fucked up in front of an alum. It would have been his failure if he had let you off. I know how close you two are; don't punish him for doing his duty."

"Shit, do you have a pair of boxers or something I can borrow so I can go talk to him? I really don't think going to him with my dick swinging seems right."

He gave me a very soft pair of cotton gym shorts that he thought would be gentler to my damaged ass. I thanked him and he admonished me not to try and sit. As Allan had predicted I found Dom sitting on the sofa about halfway through what looked like a glass of straight bourbon. Since he wasn't much of a drinker that worried me. 

"Hey, man, I am sorry," I said softly as I gingerly walked over to the sofa.

"I'm sorry too, John," He replied as he stood up and turned toward me.

"You got nothing to be sorry for," I insisted as we fell into an embrace.

"Oh god, I never want to hurt you. I love you," He sighed into my ear.

I hoped he meant it the same way I meant it when I told him that I loved him too. For me it was a love born of deep friendship not romance. Since I knew Dom was strongly anti-romantic involvement I let my worries go. I could smell the heavy aroma of bourbon on his breath as our lips came together briefly.

"Dom, don't worry about it, ok. I screwed up. You are my TM. You just did what you had to do," I said trying to assuage his quilt.

"Look man, honesty time. When I first went for my belt, I was excited. I wanted to wail into your ass. Some kind of weird power trip I guess. It wasn't until I saw the welts start and tiny trickles of blood that I was sorry and switched to my hand. God I didn't even think about your pain at first," He continued with new tears running from the corners of his eyes.

"Shhhhh, man, stop beating yourself up," I said as I kissed him softly. "It was just a normal momentary kinky thought. We are cool."

"I am glad, but I don't; want to be like Ray. I don't; fucking hurt people I love or anyone else for kicks."

"No you don't and you sure as fuck are not like Ray. Now how about I take care of some of this excess energy for you?" I said as I unfastened the buttons on his jeans.

He smiled as I went to my knees in front of him. I pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles exposing his cute, little flaccid dick. I took his wrinkled soft cock into my mouth and lovingly sucked it to life. It grew quickly under the soft massage of my lips. He caressed my head as I slid my mouth up and down his rigid shaft. He kept telling me how good it felt and reiterating that he loved me. At some point Allan who was still naked had come down and was taking pictures of the scene. Just as he reached orgasm Dom pulled back and sprayed my face with a full load of cum. That made for some very interesting pictures. 

I glanced toward Allan and saw that he was erect and ready to go again. To my surprise instead of feeding me his cock he handed me the camera. I remained on my knees taking pictures as Dom enthusiastically sucked the doctor's cock. That set had no facial ending as Allan's orgasm was nearly dry. The ass fucking photos had to be postponed as my ass was in no shape to be ridden. The three of us slept together that night. I lay on my belly nestled between their bodies. The next afternoon when we awoke, the doctor gave my ass a clean bill of health before Dom and I returned to campus. I had several appointments and another overnight with Doctor Burton during the remainder of the semester.



They Are A-OK Ch. 13



Two other notable interesting AOK encounters happened those first few weeks of the semester. The first was with Craig Albertson, the AOK pledge tester. I hadn't seen much of him since he had made me suck his cock after the test in the dorm showers. Though I hadn't had time to give him too much thought when I did I was a little disappointed he had not been more involved in my hazing. He was pretty hot and I curious about what it would be like to make out with a guy with a beard. My chance came in an unexpected way about a week after my appointment with the doctor. I had stayed late doing extra laps at swim practice that day. I wasn't in a hurry since it was my off day from classes. By the time I hit the showers there were only a couple other guys around. As I was returning to my locker two guys jumped me from behind and put a bag over my head in a move reminiscent of a scene from a movie about kidnapping. My protests were quickly cut off by a very deep voice.

"Pledge this is AOK business. If you are smart you will cooperate. I am sure you don't want us reporting that you gave us trouble."

Since it wasn't the weirdest thing that had been done in the name of the brotherhood I relaxed and let them take charge. When they yanked the towel off my body I figured I was in for some sort of sexual encounter. I concentrated on relaxing so that whatever was coming wouldn't feel like rape. However my supposition turned out to be wrong; neither of the guys did anything remotely sexual. Somehow they managed to get a hooded sweatshirt over my head without removing the sack. Sweatpants and tennis shoes were added to complete the outfit. They didn't bother with socks or underwear. They pulled the sweatshirt hood up and drew the draw string tight. I imagined that I must have looked a bit like the Unabomber. I was paraded across campus arm-in-arm with the two unidentified brothers. I guess it was the AOK logo on the sweatshirt that kept passersby from intervening in the kidnapping. 

I was taken into a building and carefully walked up a short flight of stairs. I had no idea where I was on campus. However I was pretty sure it was not the AOK house. The layout didn't feel right. I also had no idea if anyone other than my captors were present. If anyone else was there they were very quiet. Suddenly, someone yanked the sweatpants down. A tap on my leg told me to lift each foot one at a time. The shoes and pants disappeared. Next they removed the sweat shirt. Wherever I was, except for the bag on my head I was totally naked. Suddenly I felt completely alone. I was certain the two guys had left but I didn't dare move or try to lift the hood. Whatever was happening was obviously a test. Even though for all I knew I was standing in front of the student union naked being gawked at by hundreds of students I wasn't going to budge until told to do so.

As it turned out my situation was not quite that bad. I felt someone come up behind me. He ripped the hood off my head. The darkness of the fabric shroud was replaced by a blinding spotlight. I had to snap my eyes shut for a minute to regain my sight. When I managed to open them again I realized that I was on the stage of an old lecture hall. In front of me were several hundred empty theater style seats with fold down desks. I knew from the ornate nature of the room that I was in the old humanities building. It had been closed that spring in preparation for major renovations. I felt comforted in the knowledge that I would retain some measure of privacy in the situation. The building was off limits to students. I assumed that the brotherhood had secured its use and therefore whatever was to happen would not involve the general student body.

The person behind me moved his lips to my ear. I could feel his short whiskers brushing my earlobe. I got a chill as he spoke.

"Disappointed that there is no audience, pledge?" Craig asked while reaching between my legs and cupping my balls.

"Um, no, brother," I replied weakly fighting off the desire to turn and kiss my captor.

He stepped around in front of me and stood with his face only inches from mine. The spot light gleamed on his freshly shaven head. He was bare-chested. Below the waist he wore only a pair of AOK shorts. My heart began racing in anticipation. I hoped that the test would involve more than humiliation. 

He put his hand behind my head and pulled my mouth to his. Without warning his tongue was in my mouth. It felt like the warm wet muscle was probing my oral cavity as if seeking some treasure. He ran the tip of his tongue around my gums and behind my lips. He probed further to find my tongue. As he teased me with his tongue I relished the feel of his hairy face against my smooth shaven skin. I think that was the moment that the idea of growing a beard of my own took hold in me. But that first kiss ended far too soon for me. He pulled away leaving me standing there panting slightly with a full erection. 

"You would make a very nice sight for the class," He said with a smirk, before telling me to turn around. 

I quickly obeyed and he began to gently caress my ass.

"Do you know why you are here pledge?" He whispered in my ear as he pressed his bare chest to my back. 

I thought it an odd question. There was no way I could know why I was there. But he pressed me for an answer. He gave me a light swat on my hip as he insisted I answer the question.

"Sir, I have no idea. I suppose that I am here to be tested in some way," I finally answered nervously.

He laughed and grabbed my shoulders to spin me back around. Once again I was face to face with Craig. His dark eyes were focused on my face. He didn't even blink.

"That is exactly what those two that brought you here think. In a way I suppose it is true. For a pledge most everything is a test of some sort. But it would be a lie for me to allow you to think this is just a test. Of course you know that brothers do not lie to each other."

As he continued to stare into my eyes I was having trouble following his line of thought. He was clearly trying to tell me something. Just as clearly I wasn't getting it. The fact that he had stopped talking wasn't helping. I decided that I was supposed to press the issue.

"Um ok then, so this is a test that isn't a test? What is it?" I asked honestly confused and knowing AOK rules would require him to give a truthful answer. 

"You remember last fall when we met?"

I nodded. That was a memory that I didn't think I would ever lose. 

"I felt like there was a moment there. I couldn't pursue it then because of the job at hand. You had amazing resistance powers that day by the way."

I smiled and thanked him for the compliment and pressed him on the meaning of a moment.

"An attraction you goof," He blurted out and pushed my shoulder.

"Oh yeah, I definitely was interested."

"Are you still?"

"Yeah can't you tell," I said and grabbed his wrist.

I moved his hand to my still mostly erect cock. I heard his breath catch in his throat as he took my rod in his hand. 

"So the thing is," He continued as he stroked my cock back to full arousal, "I have wanted to be alone with you and well you know ever since. The truth is it was inappropriate for me to do that at first. I figured that I would wait until you finished your first semester and were a full brother."

"What changed?" I asked between soft moans.

"At this point you have shown that you are brotherhood material. Fuck it is practically mandated that the brothers have sex with you now. I have been hearing about you and watching your progress and I just didn't want to wait any longer."

"So why the kidnapping and all?" I asked as I moved my hand to his chest and began to tease his hard nipple.

"For fun, I guess. I like games."

"So are we going to fuck here on stage in front of the ghosts of all those former students?"

"If you like; but I have arranged a more private place. There is an old storage room behind the stage. I put an air mattress in there," He explained as he broke out in a big grin.

"Ok, I will go in there and do anything you want, Craig, if you will do one thing for me."

"What?" "Get on your knees and suck my cock right here."

I had no idea where I got the bravado to demand such a thing. Not only was I pledge and he a full brother but he was also in charge of training. It was his place to make demands not mine. I suppose I just sensed that he wanted an equal encounter. I offered it to him by offering him anything he wanted in exchange for one small act on his part. Then again perhaps I just wanted retribution for the bushes incident. Whatever, the impetus he seemed happy to comply.

He kissed his way down my body until he was on his knees in front of me. He enthusiastically licked my smooth cock and balls. As it turned out he was the last partner I would have while completely hairless. The next day Brock called me to the house and told me that it was time to choose my look. I knew it would be some sort of trimmed looked with a tattoo. As it turned out I decided to trim the hair into a short cropped crescent moon shape. Later I had a palm tree growing from a deserted island and stars tattooed beside the crescent. The only answer I have come up with when people asked me why is that sex is like going to paradise. It is somewhat cliché and I am not at all sure it is the real reason but it seems to satisfy. 

As Craig began to suck my cock I closed my eyes and drifted into a surprising fantasy. I imagined that the old lecture hall was filled with students. The idea of being watched by so many while Craig worked his oral magic on my cock added an incredible new dimension to the experience. I clearly saw the audience in my mind as I felt his lips sliding up and down my shaft. But it was not a group of current students. Their dress and hair styles were a mix of those that would have been typical in many different eras of the school's existence. The fantasy was vivid and felt almost as real as the expert blowjob I was getting. 

As I caressed Craig's smooth head I saw the audience begin to masturbate as they watched. Though the majority of the onlookers were male it was a mixed audience. Some of the women had removed their tops and were fondling their breasts. Others had their hands in their panties and were fingering themselves. Most of the men had their hard cocks in their hands. They stroked themselves as they watched with rapt attention as my cock was being sucked. My hips began to jerk and I thrusted my cock into Craig's mouth. I could hear my audience moaning along with me as my climax began to well up deep inside me. By then all the students were naked. Most were still masturbating, but some had begun to couple. 

There was every imaginable combination forming. While one girl took a cock in her mouth and cunt, two women beside her were in a sixty-nine position happily licking each other's pussy. The guys began to partner up with each other. Men were on their knees sucking cock as they watched Craig suck my cock. The room seemed to be alive with hundreds of students having sex in a myriad of ways all brought on by the stimulation of the stage show I was a part of. I was moments from orgasm when Craig pulled away from my grip and released my throbbing cock.

"Wow, stud, slow down," He gasped. 

I opened my eyes and the room was once again empty except for the two of us on stage. My heart was pounding and my breathing ragged. He stood up and led me to the small storage room and we lay upon the inflated mattress. We kissed sloppily as our hands roamed over each other's bodies. Soon we had moved into a face to crotch position. We took turns licking and sucking each other until we had both had powerful orgasms. We hungrily drank down each other's seed. Our orgasms were followed by more kissing. We had been in the room almost an hour when Craig informed me that he needed to get going. 

When I went back out on stage to retrieve the sweat suit I got a huge surprise. An audience of maybe twenty AOK's and an equal number of women had assembled. Eric Thompson was at a lectern as if he was conducting a class. Before I could duck back into the store room he turned and addressed me.

"Ah there you are, John, finally. The class has been waiting."

Despite what Craig had said about the circumstances of our meeting, it turned out to be a test anyway. I later learned that my abductors had watched and filmed Craig sucking my cock. It was just more for the chronicles. I was peeved that I had allowed myself to be so easily fooled. 

"Well come over here so that they can get a good look at you!" Eric demanded.

Had it just been guys from the frat in the audience I doubt I would have cared. However being made to parade across stage naked and then do god knows what with a mixed audience did not set well with me.

Craig emerged from the small room fully dressed and encouraged me to comply with Eric's request, "Come on man. They all know the score. The guys are brothers and the chicks are all special friends of the AOK."

I figured that meant that the girls were likely girlfriends of brothers and knew some of our secrets. I later learned that Brock's friend that I was supposed to meet was among the women. I tentatively walked over and joined Eric at center stage. He began to give an odd sort of lecture.

"We have here today a fine young male specimen for your examination, class," He said as he hefted my balls as if trying to display them to the audience. 

The heat in my cheeks told me that I was blushing. I figured I could have given a beet a run for its money in the color department. He told me to turn around and softly swatted my ass. Then he pushed on my back making me bend over. 

"Cute ass, don't you think class?"

They applauded appreciatively. He had me stand back up and turn around. Then he invited the class to come up one at a time and examine me. Every one of them guy and girl alike felt me up as they walked around me. Before long I was fully erect to the group's obvious delight. When the last of them had returned to their seats I was made to masturbate as they looked on. Once I came for them they were dismissed.

"Damn you are as good as reported," Eric said as I stood with him and Craig. "Report to the house at noon tomorrow. I will have a reward for you for doing so well today."

The reward turned out to be a great blowjob from Eric and a mouthful of his cum. 

Once Eric was gone Craig said, "I hope there are no hard feelings. Although this was a test the stuff I said about wanting to be with you was true."

"Fuck I don't know how I feel about it all honestly," I said as I slipped on the sweat pants. "That was pretty fucking weird."

"Just another test. One that you aced, stud. Next week after the gag order ends I am sure your pal Jerry will tell you how bad his session went."

I was a little pissed that the same trick was played on Jerry when Craig thought to explain. He hadn't been the one to lure Jerry to the lecture hall. He had served as the professor for Jerry's test. Before we left the building he reminded me that a gag order was in force. I was assured that I would not like the punishment I got if Jason wasn't surprised by the audience. I kept my mouth shut. Jason, Jerry and I had a very interesting conversation when the gag order ended and we got the chance to debrief each other on that test.

The other interesting encounter occurred the following Tuesday. That is was Tuesday was significant for two reasons. The football coach gave the team the afternoon off on Tuesdays following big wins and Kyle had a seven hour combination biology lecture and lab from two to nine. I suppose he and Dante were too busy screwing when they found time to be together to learn each other's schedules. About three that afternoon I was hanging around the apartment alone trying to grasp the finer points of thermodynamics for an upcoming test. That was one time I was rather happy to be interrupted by a knock on the door. I was actually surprised to find Dante standing in the hall when I pulled open the door wearing only a pair of knit lounging pants and a tee-shirt. 

"Oh, hi, John," He said obviously hoping to find Kyle home alone instead of me.

"Hey, come on in," I offered not sure if I should volunteer that Kyle was in class all afternoon.

He stepped in and looked around but didn't ask about our shared lover. I decided not to bring up the subject. I can't say for sure if I thought I was doing him a favor or making things tougher. For the most part I wasn't really jealous of him and Kyle. But at the same time I felt that Dante had to know that he was intruding on an established relationship. After a couple of uncomfortable minutes of us trying to make small talk he finally asked the question.

"So I guess Kyle isn't around, huh? I was hoping to get to talk out some more issues with him."

I knew exactly what Dante was hoping for and I wasn't particularly happy about the weak attempt at deception.

"Nah, he has a ball buster schedule on Tuesdays. He will be in his bio lab until like eight. Anything I can do?"

"I dunno, Kyle and I have been talking over all this shit with Ray and stuff."

As often happens with me my mouth kicked into smart ass gear.

"Wow, you guys talk while sucking each other's cocks?"

I thought Dante was going to collapse into a ball and cry.

"Fuck, I'm sorry. He said you were cool with us having sex," He stammered.

"No man, I'm sorry. Bad joke. It is cool. You want something to drink? Maybe a beer?" I said regretting my smartass comment.

He accepted my offer and I got us each a beer. 

"Look, if you really need to talk, I am happy to listen," I offered as we sat on the sofa sipping the cold amber liquid.

"You know I didn't really come here to talk. But maybe it is a good idea," He replied with a weak smile. "I really don't want to hurt you. Hell I even tried staying away from Kyle. I know you two have a thing."

"Relax, man. It really is ok. Kyle and I talked about it. Besides he had a thing with you long before me."

"Well I guess. But I gave him up. It is just with this Ray thing, I needed someone and he is a great guy. Fuck he makes me feel so comfortable and safe."

"Yeah I know. I think I know something else about you two also."

"What?"

"It will never work out long term. You need a different type of guy. Kyle might try but he doesn't have it in him."

"Hey, you got the wrong idea. I am definitely not trying to steal your guy. I don't need someone like Ray again either. I would even give up my sub ways all together if I found something."

"But Kyle isn't that something or someone?"

"I don't know for sure. But I don't think so. I really like him and damn he is fun in bed. Oh shit sorry!"

"Stop being sorry. I am happy the way things are. I love Kyle but I am not ready for an exclusive relationship. Thing is I think he is. Even though I know he loves me I think he is attached to you in a way he might never be with me. One thing I know for sure, I don't want to see him get hurt."

"I'm not going to hurt him if that is what you are getting at!" He protested.

"I am sure you wouldn't hurt him intentionally. But the thing is someday some dominant hunk is going to find his way into your life."

"Kyle knows it is just sex and friendship between us. He knows who I am and what I need."

"That is true but that doesn't stop him hoping and wanting you in a different way."

"You want me to leave him alone and get out of his life?" 

"Would you do that if I told you too?'

"Shit, you don't know do you?" He said as if I was missing out on some great truth. "Know what?" I asked in reply starting to feel a little pissed. 

"Christ you are more than half Dom yourself, John. I would do whatever you said, Sir." 

I don't know if it was his saying I was dominate or addressing me as sir but something definitely clicked. I already was well aware that I was more top than anything. I had really enjoyed those times when I had been able to express myself dominantly. I wondered if Dante was right and I had more dominate tendencies than I recognized. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 13



"Fuck, I don't know about me being dominate," I tried to protest, "But I know for sure I don't want you to get out of Kyle's life. One thing though, he and I talked about, is the three of us getting together. I wanted to fuck you since the first day I met you."

His demeanor suddenly changed. It was as if someone had waived a wand and he instantly became shy and submissive. He looked down at the floor.

In a small respectful voice he said, "Sir, you can have me anytime and way you like."

I was stunned watching the tall, strong football star morph into a totally submissive creature. With one simple sentence he had virtually given over his body to me. The feeling of power was exhilarating. I flashed back to that afternoon in Jerry's room. Taking total control had been a big turn on. Up to that moment I hadn't considered that it might be something I would like to do on an on-going basis.

"Damn that sounds hot. I would love to take you into the bedroom and fuck you like a cheap slut!" Burst from my vocal chords.

His bowed head couldn't conceal his smile.

"You can use any part of this slut anyway you want, Sir," He replied practically begging me to command him.

That was all the encouragement I needed to go from talking to action.

"Get in my room and take your clothes off, slut! I will be in when I am ready to use you!" I barked.

He drained his beer and scurried off to my bedroom. I got another beer for each of us and then gave him a couple of minutes to comply with the order to undress. When I entered my room I found him standing at the foot of my bed completely naked with his head bowed. His cock was hard.

"Were you playing with yourself?" I asked surprised as I set the beer on my dresser.

"No, Sir, of course not without your permission. It is the excitement of knowing I am with such a strong man that has me aroused."

I turned away and drained half of one of the bottles of beer in an attempt to compose myself. When I turned back toward him, I took his cock in my hand and squeezed it hard enough to cause a twinge of discomfort.

"Nice cock, slut," I said in a nasty tone.

It was the truth. Fact was he was a fucking beautiful guy. His cock was between seven and eight inches and it twisted slightly giving it a unique and sexy look. He was cut and had a large well defined mushroom cock head. The veins were prominent on his chocolate shaft. His athletic body was almost completely smooth and devoid of hair. I wondered how much was due to shaving. While still holding onto his cock I moved my face with within a couple inches of his face.

"There is something I need to know slut," I said sternly.

"Ask me anything, Sir," He responded trying to avoid fixing his eyes on my face.

He was clearly uncomfortable looking into the eyes of a dominant man.

"I hear that you fuck a lot of women. But I think you are a queer. What is the story, slut?" I asked feeding him the humiliation I was sure he craved.

"Sir, you are correct. I am gay. The women are only for show. I am a sissy boy that needs a real man to own me and use me," He replied earnestly. 

I smiled at him and let go of his cock. I knew at that moment that I had stumbled on at least a temporary solution to the problem of Dante and Kyle and sexual need. I could be Dante's Dom without taking him away from Kyle. They both could have what that needed and wanted. 

"Get on your knees, bitch!" I demanded and he fell to the floor.

I pushed the lounging pants down and shoved my semi-erect cock in his face. I liked the way my white cock looked against his brown face. 

"May I suck you, Sir?" He asked in a small voice without looking up at me.

When I granted permission he thanked me and took my cock into his mouth. He deftly used his tongue to quickly bring me to full erection. I grabbed his head and began to fuck his face making him take the full length of my cock into his mouth and down his throat. He was clearly well practiced. There wasn't even a hint of a gag as I fucked his mouth. Even though I had taken charge he did everything he could to make the experience more pleasurable for me. He used his tongue to work my cock as I slid it in and out of his hungry mouth. I knew that to really use him I should stop, bend him over and fuck his ass. But his mouth felt too good and I became lost in the pleasure. The first spurt of cum slid down his throat the second landed on his nose when my cock jerked free of his lips. He managed to capture the final spurt on his tongue. 

He seemed to savor it as I stood there panting exhilarated from both the sex and my new found power. I stripped off my clothes and crawled onto the bed as he used his finger to scrape my cum from his nose. After he sucked that down too I told him to join me in bed. He was rock hard and I wanted to suck his beautiful cock. But I was too new to domination to know the ramifications of that move. I knew I couldn't simply go down on a sub. I also knew I would soon have to find a way to make that work as I could not resist his cock forever.

"Did you like that slut?" I asked not really needing him to tell me to know the answer.

"Yes, Sir, thank you. You are amazing."

I reached out and took hold of his cock. I stroked him slowly.

"Oh Sir, you are too good to this slut. I fear I will cum if you keep touching me," He stammered in a fearful sounding tone. 

"You needn't fear me so," I said and leaned over to kiss him.

"Oh god," He moaned as our lips brushed.

I pushed him on his back and climbed on top of him as I pushed my tongue into his mouth. Our crotches came together and I began humping as if I was fucking a woman. I could feel his hard cock between us and his heart pounding in his chest as I pressed my body to his quivering flesh. I broke the kiss and pressed my hands into his shoulders holding him firmly to the bed. He was forced to look into my eyes as I stared down at him. He was panting and squirming under me. He smiled broadly as my cock grew between us. I eased off and he instinctively rolled over. My growing cock pressed into the cleft of his ass. I began slowly humping his smooth brown ass. My cock slid along the crack of his hot round ass cheeks as he lay under me panting. 

"Oh god, Sir," He gasped, "I'm sorry, I'm cumming!"

I felt his convulsion as his cock spewed jism onto my bed. I knew that I should be cross that he came without permission but all I felt was joy. It was thrilling making a man cum that way. I slipped off of him to get the tube of lubricant from the other room. When I got back he had not moved an inch. I gave his ass a gentle slap as I told him to draw his legs up. He pulled a pillow under his belly as he got up on his knees. I used my fingers to push the lube into his ass. I am not sure he even needed the slippery goo. When I mounted him he easily took my shaft to the hilt.

His ass felt more like a well used pussy than any other ass I had fucked. I was able to thrust in and out of him with almost no resistance. His moaning was intoxicating and spurred me to ride him hard. Each deep thrust was answered by a cry of pure primal pleasure from him. My orgasm rocked my body. By the time I had finished cumming I was shaking from the excitement. As I rolled away he remained in position awaiting my orders. I managed to tell him to come to me in a weak voice. He laid his head on my torso and while practically purring kissed my heaving chest.

"Sir, may I speak?" He asked.

All I could manage was a nod of my head.

"You are amazing. You are so good to this slut. I will be yours whenever want."

I smiled and told him to stand up. I didn't care what the protocol was. I wanted to suck his cock. I sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed his ass cheeks. I dug my fingers into his flesh.

"I want to taste your hot cock, slut. You are not to move while I have it in my mouth!" I snarled.

"Oh god, yes Sir. Thank you."

I took him in my mouth and swirled my tongue around his cock as I sucked him. He held still despite the way his cock was twitching in my mouth. I moved my lips and tongue up and down his warm hard shaft enjoying the feel of his meat in my mouth. Finally after several minutes of enduring the torture of being pleasured he lost control as I knew he would. He flexed his hips involuntarily. I released his cock from my mouth and forced him to lay over my lap. His hard cock rubbed against my thigh as I gave him an old fashioned bare bottom spanking. His beautiful round brown ass took every hard slap of my hand. His moans and the warm sting I fleet in my palm were a new and exciting pleasure to my senses. 

"Sir, please, I am oh going to god cum again!" He blurted out as I continued to swat his ass.

I felt his warm sticky cum on my thigh and ceased the spanking. I made him clean his cum off my leg with his tongue. Then we cuddled up in bed. 

"Sir, may I tell you something," He asked in a whisper.

When I gave permission he spoke softly while nestled in my arms. 

"That is very much like it was with Ray when we were alone and I was a good boy. He was for sure rougher than you, Sir. But he also was very loving when I deserved it."

I was a bit shocked to find that a brutal guy like Ray had a loving side.

"You mean he sucked your cock, Dante?" I asked totally out of the Dom mode.

"Yes, Sir. He said he liked the cream filling in my chocolate Twinkie."

"I guess that I will have to taste it soon."

"You honor me, Sir. You are very good at taking care of sluts I think," He said in an odd tone.

"Tell me, Dante, would you like it if I treated you rougher sometimes?" I asked genuinely wanting to know what he needed from me. 

He looked at me as if trying to decide how to answer. 

Finally in a completely non-submissive tone he said, "The truthful answer that I must give because I pledged to be yours and besides we share the AOK oath is embarrassing, John. But yes I would be thrilled for you to be rougher with me if that pleased you." 

"Dante, I am not sure how it will feel other than I would like it just because it turned you on. I think I might like it for myself too. But right now I am thinking of what you need in this kind of relationship."

He smiled at me as he replied, "Sir, I am sure that you will know when the time comes exactly what this slut needs. So far you have been perfect."

We lay together for awhile, not talking. Both of us seemed to be lost in our thoughts. For me I was facing new revelations about what I found sexually thrilling. I could not imagine what thoughts filled Dante's mind. Finally he broke the silence.

"Sir, will you tell Kyle about us?"

"Well certainly he should know that you and I are fucking. But I do not think he needs know the details. He would never understand."

That answer had come very easily to me. Kyle really did not understand the D/s life. Though I didn't yet grasp all the nuisance I was ready to learn and at least got that it was a consensual mutually pleasurable thing. I think Kyle really believed that Ray had somehow brainwashed Dante to be something different that he was. I knew for sure that was not the case. 

"Ok then I will not say anything about your owning me. But should I not be submissive if the three of us ever play together."

Dante's declaration that I owned him threw me off. It seemed too soon for such a commitment. The second statement was easier to deal with so I left aside the idea of ownership.

"Well, I can't see you being aggressive. I imagine you are even somewhat submissive with him. Am I wrong?"

"No, Sir, you are correct. I am almost always submissive with men. Only when it is for show with women have I managed much of any aggressiveness. Even then I find it difficult. 

In spite of my worries that afternoon about his becoming too attached to me too quickly our relationship worked out well. I was his part time Dom for the rest of that semester and through his last year at school. He and Kyle also carried on a relationship that lasted that same length of time. The pressure of being gay and an NFL star brought an end to their relationship. However, Dante and I continue to get together in secret on occasion. Whenever, he is playing in a town I am in there are always tickets to the game waiting for me. Along with the tickets in a sealed envelope he leaves me his hotel room number. There is nothing like the feeling of power I get from having total dominion over a famous football star the night after he has won the big game. We also manage to get together occasionally during the off season too and he still attends AOK events when he can. 

After playing a little longer, Dante and I had drifted off to sleep later that afternoon. I awoke when I heard Kyle come in from class. He called my name and I answered. When he popped in my room to say hi he got a little surprise. Dante was lying beside me and just waking up. The two of us were uncovered and naked leaving no doubt about how we had spent the afternoon.

"Hi guys. Have fun?" He said in a truly happy sounding tone.

"Yeah, but we missed you. Didn't we Dante?" I replied cheerfully deciding to play it cool.

"Sure did!"

"Well I am here now," Kyle said and started to strip. 

I mostly watched as first Dante sucked Kyle's monster meat and then to my surprise Dante asked Kyle to fuck him. Most guys refused that monster log. Dante seemed anxious to get fucked with it. The hot sub got on his hands and knees and easily took every bit of that huge cock without as much as a frown. As Kyle fucked the wide receiver's ass, Dante licked and then sucked my dick. That was it for me. After cumming in his mouth my cock was finished for the night. Still I enjoyed watching my two friends play for a little longer before we all agreed it was time to shower and to eat.



They Are A-OK Ch. 14



When Eric summoned me for what I assumed was to be a repeat performance I figured he had really enjoyed the little reward session after the lecture hall test. I knew for sure that I had enjoyed it. When that guy gives a reward he goes all out. Besides sucking the bird perch as Eric playfully refers to it is a fun time. He is a very playful and sometimes even silly lover. Laughter is almost always a part of sex with him. When I got the message to report to him at the house I was glad I had taken a day off from sex after my afternoon and evening with Dante. 

Friday night I arrived at the appointed place, one of the upstairs bedrooms of the AOK house at exactly eight. Instead of Eric I found Craig waiting for me. Even though I didn't really mind the substitution I was taken off guard. I also feared that I was being set up again. 

"Get naked and get on the bed," Craig said after we had exchanged a proper greeting.

His tone was very official and clearly there could be no argument. I stripped crawled into the bed and lay there waiting for his next move or command. He went to a drawer and pulled out a box. I discovered that the box contain fur covered hand cuffs and manacles. I wanted to object as he began to put me in the equivalent of four point restraints. But I remained silent as he cuffed my wrists to the head board and my ankles to previously unnoticed rings at the foot of the bed. I was immobilized with my body in an x shape. I conjured up an image from some class of an anatomy drawing by Da Vinci. Craig leaned over my face as I lay there completely helpless. He smiled and told me to have fun. Then he kissed me and left the room. 

A few minutes later Eric came into the room. He was wearing nothing but his hawk tattoo. As he climbed onto the bed I tried to ask him about what was going on. However, he stopped me by bringing his finger to his lips in the universal gesture for silence. He set next to me and began to gently fondle balls as he spoke.

"I am pleased that you arrived promptly. Tonight we have a very special evening planned. We have a lesson for you. It is one I am sure you will find very exciting."

I was growing hard despite my trepidation over the situation. I assumed that since I had been rendered helpless things were going to be done to me. I was not at all sure that I would find the things exciting. Since I had not been invited to do so I did not speak. But I am sure that my face conveyed my anxiety anyway.

As my cock grew to full erection he continued, "No doubt you associate being bound with danger or perhaps pain. The first time almost everyone fears what may happen. But pain and bondage are but one set of conditions. Bondage is often most fun when it is done to bring pleasure to the captive. "

I was surprised when he slid down and took my cock into his mouth. He sucked me for a couple of minutes before climbing off the bed. Next he took photos of me from several different angles including standing over me. When the photo session was complete he left me alone again. 

My next visitor was Randy Aber, Jason's guide and lover. Since I knew that Randy was as exclusive as possible with Jason I was surprised that he would be participating in pleasuring me. He was nude and his uncut cock looked more like a piece of shriveled skin hanging over his tiny balls than a sex organ. Without a word he climbed onto the bed and straddled my chest. He told me to open my mouth and then put his flaccid cock in my mouth. The handsome muscular Canadian spoke to me in French as he began to pump my mouth with his tiny soft cock. Two semesters of French gave me barely a clue to the meaning of his words as I felt his organ growing in my mouth. I had to admit that Eric had been right about the excitement though. I did what I could to stimulate Randy using my tongue and lips. Being unable to move limited what I could do.

When he was fully erect he pulled his dick from my mouth and began to shimmy down my body. The metamorphosis of his cock was startling. Where I had previous seen no more than a piece of skin was a proud erect cock. His deep reddish-purple cock head was fully emerged from its shroud. The veins had become prominent and seemed to be pulsating along the six inch shaft. He put his hands on my chest to brace himself as he lifted his ass over and past my hard cock. When he settled back down our erect members met like the sabers of two swordsmen. He rubbed the length of his meat along my shaft and again spoke in French. I wanted to respond in kind but I thought that the only phrase that came to mind was most certainly inappropriate. It was a line from some French textbook dialogue; excusez-moi, je doivent aller à la bibliothèque maintenant. All I knew was that it something to do with going to the library. That definitely was not what I wanted to do at that moment. 

As he climbed off of me he said, "Je suis désolé que je n'aie pas le temps au va te faire foutre correctement."

I could only smile since I didn't know if he was calling me a shit head or declaring his love for me. For me one can say anything in French and it sounds hot. I didn't have a lot of time to worry about the meaning. Jason came flying into the room with his hard cock swinging.

"My turn Frenchie, décollez," He said.

"No, no, mon amour. I shall watch you as you no doubt were watching me," Randy insisted.

I wondered how many people were at the moment watching the show. 

"Suit yourself, lover," Jason said in a flippant tone.

As he crawled onto the bed asked, "What the fuck was he saying?"

"My French is not that good but I think the horny gay shit wants to fuck you babe," Before taking my balls into his mouth. 

He sucked and licked me from the base of my erect cock to my asshole for several minutes while I moaned and Randy masturbated. 

Jason released my nuts from his lips and beckoned Randy, "Come here you hot little Canadian fuck!"

As Randy approached the bed, Jason added, "Sorry mon amour, but his ass is off limits for now. Can't risk you cumming Johnny boy! But I have an idea that I think will please you, baby. Squat over his face and let him lick your tight fuck hole while I suck your sweet hockey stick."

As Randy climbed onto the bed it seemed like his throbbing pole and proud maple leaf were taunting me. He carefully put one foot under each of my armpits while facing toward Jason. When he squatted down his powerful thigh muscles bulged impressively. He held himself above me rubbing his tiny smooth balls in my face. I kissed and licked the little eggs as Jason repositioned himself. He was on his knees between my widely stretched legs. Randy moved slightly and presented his clean shaven winking asshole to me. I stuck my tongue out and began to lick his rosebud as Jason bent down and took the Canadian's cock into his mouth. 

Randy moaned and I think cursed in French as Jason sucked his cock and I licked his seemingly very sensitive asshole. I could feel Jason's cock poking me and his belly press into my own raging hard on. I began to wonder how long it would be before I was allowed to cum. Those thoughts quickly dissipated as Randy's excitement grew. He pressed his ass down so that my lips were on his warm flesh. Despite the difficulty I was having breathing I managed to tongue fuck him as he enjoyed his lover's blowjob. The three of us were rocking together driving rapidly toward a wild clmax. 

"Merde foutue sainte," Randy cried out as I felt his ass clinching above my face. 

I was grateful when Randy moved to my side allowing me to breath normally again. Jason had one more surprise for me before the couple left me. He pounced on me and began humping his cock into mine. Then he pressed his lips to my lips and used his tongue to force a mouthful of cum past my lips. He had been holding Randy's jism in his cheeks. He used his tongue to swab the musky seed around my mouth for a few seconds before giving me a chance to swallow. As they were leaving Jason told me he was off to fuck some Canadian ass.

I was aching for release at that point. But it didn't seem like it would be happening very soon. I was left alone unable to even rub my cock on something. The wait seemed interminable. After what seemed to me to be hours but in reality turned out to be less than thirty minutes I cried out to whoever might be listening.

"Come on guys, please! This is too much torture."

Dom came in the room and shook his head as he watched me struggle hopelessly against the restraints.

"Would you please shut the fuck up? I do not want to have a repeat of the doctor's office," He said in a very serious tone. 

I froze completely at the thought of having to take another beating from my friend. Funny thing was my concern was for him not me. He moved to my bedside and continued in a soft tone barely above a whisper.

"Man, don't let this be the first test you screw up. You are lucky I was the only one listening. Here is the deal. You got some time to go yet. No matter what they do to you don't; fucking cum, John."

"How the fuck am I going to keep from doing that with guys coming in here sucking my cock and stuff?" I asked plaintively. 

I never got an answer. My next visitor arrived preventing Dom from saying anything. 

"Hello, brother Dominic. Is there a problem?" A tall handsome man I didn't remember ever seeing before asked.

"Welcome brother Adam. It is good to see you. There certainly are no problems on such a glorious occasion," Dom answered extending his hand.

It was a rather odd sight to witness the exchange of a formal brotherhood greeting. As everyone who had come in the room that day was they too were stark naked. That fact and my laying on the bed shackled hand and foot seemed to have no bearing on the formality of the required greeting. Whoever the new arrival was he was a very imposing presence. His body that was covered everywhere but his crotch in a light coat of dark fur was nearly flawless. He had chiseled good looks that would have made him the perfect candidate to be in a Marlboro Man commercial. From what I could see his eyes were as dark as his short cropped hair. His four or five inch soft cut cock hung casually to the left of a pair of impressively hefty balls. I wasn't sure if it was from the horniness brought on by my situation or the man himself, but I wanted him so bad at that moment it was painful. My cock which had begun to go limp immediately sprung back to full erection.

"Pledge, this is brother Adam Donaldson. His is a distinguished alumnus who has come today especially to see you."

"Hello pledge. It is very good to meet you," He said as he placed his hand on my shackled hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I regret that I can not offer a proper greeting under the circumstances John."

"Welcome, brother Adam, I am honored that you are visiting me," I replied sincerely in the way of a formal greeting.

Dom's introduction of the man had made it clear that Adam was an important member of the brotherhood. Dom tried to excuse himself as the man stood quietly looking me over.

"Please stay Dominic. You may as well watch up close as from the other room."

Dom took a seat and I laid there silently watching Adam as he looked me over. Though he could have certainly passed for thirty, his bearing was that of an older more mature man. I was certain he was more likely around forty. When I asked Dom a few days later I was told that Adam had recently celebrated his forty-fifth birthday. Though I judged him to be around six-two or so, standing over me he appeared much taller. 

"Do you know who I am, John?" He asked as if I should know.

"I am sorry sir, other than your name I do not know anything about you."

He smiled at my honest response as he began to explain some things. 

"I suppose there is no reason that you should yet. I seldom meet with pledges so there was no need for anyone to talk about me. When I was a student I served as president of the brotherhood. I now serve as the brotherhood alumni president. I am also honored to be the brotherhood's chancellor."

I had read about the position. But since it was not a position that was always filled I did not know if there was a current chancellor. From what I understood the holder of the office was something like a supreme commander. I didn't know if I was expected to acknowledge the honor of his visiting me as a pledge or remain silent.

"It is of course a very joyous occasion that brings me here. Your mentors and guides and others that know you in the brotherhood have determined that you are ready for the first plateau. To my knowledge no other pledge in our history has achieved that so quickly."

First plateau was the step that all pledges must achieve by graduation in order to ascend to full membership. Achieving it meant that I was essentially no longer a pledge though I would have to wait for full status for the day I graduated with Jason and Jerry. I was grinning and my heart was pounding as Adam continued.

"I have been told of some of your extraordinary accomplishments John. I want you to know that if you excel anywhere near as well as a full brother as you have as a pledge you are guaranteed a very bright future."

"Thank you sir. I am honored that you would come to visit me on this day," I said. Though I wasn't sure what he meant by a bright future, I was sure something good was coming my way. Of course at that moment it was the more immediate future that concerned me. I wondered if he was the one that had dibs on my ass. 

"It is my pleasure," He said as he began to caress my chest. 

His touch was thrilling and I could not contain my excitement. I sighed and moaned as he gently teased my nipples with his experienced fingers. I desperately wanted to have a free hand to fondle his enticing cock and ball sack. His next words made me wonder if he could read my mind.

"John, I know it is frustrating to be unable to participate. But you must complete this last day of testing to prove your true worthiness to stand atop the first plateau," He said as he bent and kissed my forehead.

Then he went to the drawer where the cuffs had been stored and retrieved an object. When he turned back toward me I realized the cylindrical object was a vibrating dildo. I was glad to see it was not the huge variety intended for a female pussy. I assumed that he planned to fuck me with the shinny device and was at least glad it was slender. But I was worried that I would not be able to control my orgasm. He pushed a small switch and it began to buzz. When he returned to the bed he ran the tip of the buzzing vibrating cylinder along the underside of my rigid cock. The cuffs grabbed my ankles and wrists as I squirmed while struggling to maintain composure.

"Are you afraid of something, John?" He asked as he ran the vibrator all over my cock. 

The vibrations seemed to be shooting from my cock all through my body.

"I do not know if I have the ability to hold off my release for long enough to pass today's ordeal of ascension," I replied using the proper term for what I had just learned was the ritual of the day. 

"If you are as your brothers believe truly ready then you will find the will within yourself to succeed today. If not then your day will come at another time. But from what I have been told and observed I believe you are ready. "

He lifted my balls and touched the vibrator to the supersensitive spot at the base of my scrotum. I cried out. My wail was a combination of pure pleasure and fear of failure. Knowing that Adam had come because he thought I was special made the idea of failure intolerable. I tried to think of anything not sexual as he moved the vibrating little spear all around the area. When he spread my ass cheeks and slid it into the crack between my buttocks I feared he was going to shove it into my unlubricated asshole. To my surprise he just nestled it in between my ass cheeks. He pressed the side against my sphincter and left it there vibrating against my anus. I felt as if he had attached electrodes to my insides. 

"Oh god," I moaned between pants.

He was not finished with his tests however. He took my twitching cock in his hand and began to gently stroke me. I thought my situation was hopeless. I was certain that I could not prove myself to the sexy man. There was no way anyone could control their orgasm in the face of such stimulation. I tried to think of anything but his thumb smearing my precum over my cockhead and the vibrator sending ways of pure excitement into my core. Then it suddenly stopped. He let go of my wildly jerking dick and quickly pulled the vibrator from my ass crack. 

As he turned off the shinny cylinder and set it aside I noticed for the first time that Adam's cock had become fully aroused. I had been far too busy fighting my body's reaction to notice his. His cock which I had thought was incredibly attractive flaccid was magnificent when erect. It stood pointing out and skyward. I was certain it was over nine and maybe as much as ten inches in length. Though not as thick as either Kyle's or Brock's it had ample girth. In fact it seemed almost perfectly proportioned. I stared at his large well defined mushroom and the drip of precum oozing from its eyelike hole. I ached to touch and suck his amazing Cyclops serpent. His veins the biggest of which seemed to be visibly pulsating with his heart beat added character to his stunning cock. 

"I knew you could do it, John," He said softly as he climbed onto the bed. 

I remembered Dom was in the room and looked over at him. He smiled as he jerked off while watching Adam move into position. He put a knee firmly in each of my arm pits as he sat on my chest. He rubbed his cock on my face.

"I am going to reward you by giving you my cum and then taking yours, John," He moaned. 

As he stroked his cock in my face he allowed me to lick his delicious mushroom. However, he denied my attempts to take his cock in my mouth. Even with the denial I was deliriously happy to have the amazing snake on my face, lips and tongue. When he ejaculated I held my mouth open in a vain attempt to capture all of his offering. When he was done spraying his load I had droplets of his cum in my hair and all over my forehead and face. He called for Dom to grab the camera. I was photographed from all sides with Adam's cum bath dripping off my face and his cock slowly shrinking against my chin. 

When he was satisfied with the picture taking Adam asked Dom to get lubricant. I felt Dom coating my cock with the cool slippery fluid. Then Adam lifted up so Dom could lubricate his ass. When he was thoroughly filled with lube and Dom had stretched him out a bit with his fingers, Adam moved back and Dom guided my cock into the chancellor's asshole. Adam set down fully impaling himself of my rod. There wasn't a hint of a grimace on his face as he looked down at me. 

"Sir, am I free to cum or is this just another test?" I managed to ask as he began bouncing up and down on my cock.

"This is not a test nor is your day complete. There are more tests to come, but this is only for our pleasure. I want to feel your hot cum deep inside me, John," He moaned in response 

He rode me for only another minute or two before my cock erupted. He sat down and pressed his ass on my cock as my seed splashed into his rectum. He smiled at me as he continued to fuck me with his hot ass until my dick went limp. I was left laying on the bed panting while Dom ate my cum from Adam's ass. They ended up laying beside me in the sixty-nine position while sucking each other to a near mutual orgasm. Adam told me that he would see me later when he left. Dom stayed in bed with me. He cuddled up next to me once we were alone and whispered in my ear.

"Fuck,man, that was unbelievable. You got it made John if he is on your side. I have never seen him take a new guys dick up the ass. I owe you a big thanks too. I have wanted to get my lips on his cock since the first time I saw it. Thanks to you being such a hot shot I got that and his mouth on my dick too. Fuck he is one amazing cock sucker!"




They Are A-OK Ch. 14



"Well I guess we will have to find a way for you to really show your appreciation soon," I responded.

"Fuck you finish this day successfully and I will do anything you want as a reward."

"Careful about making wild ass offers. Never know what I might come up with."

"I think I can handle it. But right now we better get you cleaned up before your next visitor."

I was happy to be out of the cuffs on my feet. Dom let me have a minute to stretch out the kinks before escorting me to a small bathroom where I showered with him watching to be sure I was squeaky clean. I was put in a new far less comfortable position when we returned to the room. My hands were once again cuffed to the headboard only this time I was face down. Dom made me draw my knees up under my belly and raise my ass up high. He placed a bar behind my knees. The bar was then attached somehow to the headboard preventing me from moving my feet backwards. Next I felt him place the manacles back on my ankles. In that position I couldn't see what he was doing but it sounded like chains were attached to the ankle cuffs. My thoughts were confirmed when I felt my ankles being pulled back. Between the bar and whatever was holding my ankles I couldn't move my legs at all. Then he lay down next to me and kissed my cheek.

"John, this next part can be great fun if you can manage to relax," He said before slipping some sort of belt around my waist.

He added some suspender like straps that stretched from the back of the belt over my shoulders and down to the front of the belt. He left the bed and I heard the sound of more chains being employed. That was followed by a cranking sound. My ass followed by my shoulders began to rise up. Soon I was suspended a few inches above the bed and held firmly in place. The flash of the camera told me that more pictures were being taken for the archive. I had no idea how anyone expected me to relax in that position. 

"I have to go, John. I will see you later. Remember relax."

Then I was alone again. I wondered both who was observing me and who my next visitor would be as I hung there helpless. After a few minutes I heard someone enter the room. When they began to talk I realized that there was more than one visitor. I tried to no avail to turn my head to see who and how many they were. I heard Troy's familiar laugh and was comforted that I at least had a friend amongst the new visitors. Someone attached a large mirror to the headboard which gave me a view of my suspended body and most of the area around the bed. 

There were six naked young men standing at the foot of the bed. Since I couldn't see their faces other than Troy, I was not sure of their identities. Even if I hadn't heard his voice, I had seen his cock close up enough that I would have likely recognized him anyway. I was also pretty sure I recognized Colin's slight love handles. The one black guy in the group I thought was probably Jason's TM, Derrick. His skin coloring, thick black pubic hair and the way his long, flaccid, uncut cock hung down below his ball sack was very distinctive. Other than one time early in the pledge process sucking his cock I had only known him as a harsh talking disciplinarian. Having seen Derrick's large dick fully erect I was hoping it wasn't he that had dibs on my ass. He was not only big but from the attitude he usually displayed I assumed he would be rough. 

When Troy came around the side of the bed I caught a glimpse of some movement behind the group. Jerry was on his knees sucking a black cock that I was sure was attached to Caleb. Troy sat on the bed and leaned toward me as I watched the fascinating scene unfolding at the base of the bed. Colin dropped down to his knees in front of the one that I assumed was Derrick and began sucking his still soft dick. A guy I had never seen before crawled onto the bed and positioned himself on his back under me. Troy kissed my cheek as guy under me began licking my nuts.

"Meet brother Travis. He does amazing things with hot nuts like yours," Troy snarled as the kid took both of my balls into his mouth. 

My testicles were complete enclosed and I could feel his teeth between them and my hard dick. It was an incredible and somehow scary feeling. I couldn't imagine how anyone could comfortably hold two large balls in their mouth. I also was keenly aware of how easily it would be for him to simply bite off my precious jewels. As if he wanted to drive home this point he closed his teeth gently onto the skin of my sack. Troy kissed me again and told me to relax and enjoy. As Travis held my balls with his teeth he began doing things with his tongue that sent jolts of pleasure through my body. 

I barely noticed that another of my visitors and climbed onto the bed. When he started licking my exposed and stretched asshole I looked in the mirror. To my surprise I saw that it was my sauna fuck buddy Gary working his tongue into my anus. As my anxiety gave way to the pleasure the two guys were giving me, Troy moved his lips to my ear. He nibbled and licked all over my ear as other tongues worked my balls and asshole.

"John, the council has decided as part of your ascension you need to confront your fantasies. Caleb and Derrick have noted your fascination with dark meat," Troy said calmly as he continued licking my ear.

I heard a deep laugh behind me and glanced to the mirror. Caleb and Derrick were standing behind me with their cocks fully erect and obviously ready for action. I knew instantly what confronting my fantasies meant. In the mirror I could see that Caleb's cock glistened with Jerry's saliva. But it wasn't his cock that concerned me. Derrick's looked even bigger than I remembered and I was sure both of them would be far from gentle. I knew Caleb was a dom and Derrick had never displayed the slightest hint of gentleness. I fingered I was about to be ridden hard. Somehow I managed not to utter the protests that were screaming in my head. 

Gary and Travis moved off the bed and the last of my visitors crawled up behind my ass. It was Tom DeBois who I knew had a hot eight incher from a previous session. I felt the tip of what I knew to be a tube of lubricant inserted into my opening. My rectum felt warm as the slippery lubricant was pushed inside me. The tube disappeared and Tom slipped his finger into me. I saw in the mirror that the two black dicks were being covered in lube also. 

"That's right bitch, get me ready for that fine piece of tail," I heard Caleb grunt as Tom pushed a second finger into me. 

Clearly Tom was as much an expert at preparing guys for an ass fucking as Travis was a ball sucker. Just as clearly Caleb was in full dom mode. Even though I was frightened Tom's finger fucking actually felt good. Troy kissed me again and stroked the back of my head as Tom worked a third finger into me. I managed to relax more as I realized taking Caleb's cock would be little more of a stretch than Tom's three fingers.

Tom quickly moved out of the way when Caleb barked, "Looks like that cunt is ready to me." 

Even though I wanted to look away when I felt the big man crawl up behind me I was drawn to the image in the mirror. I saw the reflection of his lube covered ebony meat moving toward me. I felt a mixture of excitement and fear as I anticipated his ramming his black log into my ass. I could see and feel his hands on my hips. I saw a white hand reach in to guide his dick to my hole. Without a moments hesitation Caleb shoved his entire cock into me. As a scream started to escape my lips, Troy pushed the corner of a pillow to my mouth. I bit into the foam as searing heat filled my rectum. Caleb used his strong hands to grip my hips firmly as he rammed his cock in and out of my suspended body. As he road my ass hard, the sensations slowly changed from pain and burning to numbness and then pleasure. 

After another few minutes of fucking, he reared back leaving me feeling empty. I wanted to beg him to put his cock back into me, but dared not. It would have been to no avail anyway. Suddenly I felt a shower of cum landing on my buttocks and lower back. No sooner had Caleb finished spaying me with his seed than Derrick was at my ass. He too gripped my hips. But his touch felt far gentler. Again a white hand guided a black cock to my hole. Even though I was wide open and slick, Derrick slowly slid his long cock into me. There was no pain at all as he started gently fucking me. After only a few minutes of his cock gently bumping my prostate I ejaculated onto the bed below me. Apparently my contracting rectal walls sent Derrick over the edge he came deep in my ass. 

To my surprise I was actually grateful when my empty ass was filled by another cock after Derrick moved away. My new rider was Colin. He gently fucked me until he too came in my ass. Troy followed Colin and was more forceful in his thrusts. By that point it no longer mattered. My ass was wide open and ready for anything. Troy came on my back. After that I closed my eyes thinking I might guess whose cock was in me. Tom's hook shaped eight-incher was fairly easy to discern. The others I had no idea until Derrick took another turn. Even after so much cock his size was easily felt. I kept my eyes shut enjoying the idea of being gang banged by semi-anonymous men. I don't know if others came in the room that day or just the original eight took multiple turns nor do I know how many times I came while being fucked. I know I lost count somewhere around the twentieth time I was fucked that day. At the point I was nearly certain that I couldn't take another cock the assault stopped. 

My body was covered in cum and I felt as if a river was leaking from my ass. I felt someone next to me. It was Troy who was the only person still in the room with me. He started caressing my head and kissing me softly. 

"Congratulations, John," He said softly as he began turning the crank to lower me back to the bed.

Once he had me unshackled I realized how badly my muscles had cramped up. As long as my mind had been consumed with the gangbang I had not noticed the growing stiffness in my immobile body. Troy massaged my legs until I was able to stretch them out. Then he worked on my arms and finally gave me a long wonderful back rub. Once he had me loosened up enough that I could stretch out and lie comfortably he lay down next to me. He gathered me in his arms and pulled me over so that my head rested on his chest. Our legs naturally entwined. I imagine to an observer we would have looked like lovers enjoying the after glow of sex. 

"I am really proud and happy for you, buddy," He said and then kissed me softly. "Being the mentor of such a hotshot pledge means good things for me too, John. By the way how are you feeling inside? The Doc is going to take a look later after you get cleaned up. But if you are in pain I will get him sooner. Not many guys take that much cock in row!"

"I think I am ok. Of course my ass hurts some, but not as much as I would have imagined I might. Biggest surprise is how much I liked it."

He smiled and said, "I'm glad," As he reached around me and caressed my ass cheek. "We were pretty sure you would."

We lay together for a few more minutes, kissing softly while he continued to caress my ass. We both looked up but didn't move to untangle our bodies when Brock came into the room. He was the first one to come in who was not naked. He wore his official robes with the hood down, draped over his back. He looked a bit like a professor at convocation.

"Hello, gentlemen," He said and arched his eyebrow.

Troy and I immediately realized in our comfortable lazy cuddling state we had forgotten about formal greetings. We quickly scrambled to our feet and offered our hands to the new arrival.

"Welcome, brother Brock. It is good to see you," I said weekly as Brock began laughing.

"You two are a fucking picture!" He said as he shook each of our hands.

"Guys any other time I might have let the amusement you provided suffice to make me forget your transgression. But on this day I cannot. Bend over the bed!" He demanded as he regained his composure. 

I didn't really care how bad a beating I had to take. I just hoped that my forgetting to properly greet Brock would not negate my new status after all that had happened. The big man alternating whacks between our asses using what I assumed was a frat house paddle. After each of us had taken ten fairly mild hits he told me to stand and move away from the bed. But he left Troy in position.

"Troy I expect better of you than to forget such a fundamental rule. A mentor committing such a breach on the day his pledge brings honor upon him cast a shadow over an otherwise glorious day."

I saw Brock turn his hand slightly and the door opened. Eric and Calvin entered the room also wearing their council robes. I was immediately worried that Brock felt he needed witnesses for the continued punishment of my friend. I couldn't help myself.

"Brock, please no! The failure is mine, not Troy's!" I blurted out.

"Silence, pledge! Your loyalty to your friend is admirable, but you are incorrect in your analysis. I am sure that brother Troy understands the situation. Troy tell the pledge your thoughts," Brock said without a hint of compassion in his voice.

"Please, John stand silent. It is proper that I be in this position. You have shown yourself to be a worthy of the brotherhood and I marred this special day. It would be the council's failure to not punish me," Troy said clearly in what sounded a sincere tone.

I wonder if I truly was worthy of membership since I didn't understand. I assumed that my friend was about to be beaten. He seemed not only to accept but to welcome the brutality. I did not know what the brotherhood offered that could generate such loyal adherence to silly rules and acceptance of barbaric punishment. I am sure my face went pale when Brock spoke his next sentence.

"Your choice, Troy, belt or paddle?" Brock asked coldly.

"Sir, I leave that choice to you and your council. I trust your wisdom to know which best enforces our sacred law," Troy responded in a shaky voice. 

He seemed genuinely afraid of what was to come. The scene also felt as if it might be staged. My mind was racing. I wondered if even this had been orchestrated. If it had I wondered what it was I was expected to do. I think the words that came from my mouth surprised me more than anyone else.

"Sir, I know I was told not to speak. But it is my belief that the brotherhood is just in all things. My transgression should be seen as equal to brother Troy's. Therefore, it is unjust to punish him more severely. Please give to me that that you give to him."

"Very well return to the position," Brock said in what I was sure was a pleased tone. "Brother Eric please administer three lashes to brother Troy. Brother Calvin give the same to brother John."

I tensed up expecting the leather to come down powerfully on my bare ass. Instead the straps were laid softly upon our asses three times. The effect was more tickle than sting. I knew at once that I was right in my observation that I the situation was an orchestrated test. I supposed that I had made the right choice. A smile forced its way onto my face as it sunk in that Brock had address me as brother for the first time. 

"Stand and face me, brothers. I am proud of you both. Troy you have shown yourself to be an exemplary mentor. No pledge has ever performed to such high standards. It is clear that such achievement reflects upon an excellent mentor. Now brothers please escort Troy to his well deserved shower and reward while I have a private moment with John," Brock said while displaying a beaming smile. 

It took me almost two weeks to work up the nerve to ask Troy what his reward had been. All he told me was that Eric and Calvin took him and bathed him and then served him sexually for the rest of the afternoon. It was fairly clear that I was not to press him for details. The rest was left to my imagination.

"I am truly proud as well as honored to have had the finest of pledges under my watch. Today you ascend to the first plateau and therefore are truly my brother. But there is yet one last step that all who have ascended the plateau before you have climbed. It is a step that is not written in the chronicles. It is a private moment shared between the leader of the brotherhood and all new brothers. It is passed orally between the generations to keep it a special unknown encounter until the actual ascension. By drinking my essence you take this step as all brothers past and present did with their leader."

He opened his robe and let it fall to the floor behind him. The rich fabric puddle at his feet and he stood naked before me. His large magnificent cock was flaccid hanging down over his heavy nut sack. Not thinking I needed further instruction I started to drop to my knees. He grabbed my shoulders with his strong hands preventing my movement.

"Wait," He said softly. "Before you take the final step I have some personal thoughts, John. My affection for you goes beyond that of leader to pledge. From our first meeting in the locker room I have felt an attraction to you. When you were proposed for membership I was thrilled. I have taken a more active roll in your growth than I have with the other pledges because I wanted to be with you. I hope that after you take this last step that we can pursue a relationship outside as well as within the brotherhood."

I was astonished but had no time to reply even if I had known what to say. He pulled me into a tight embrace and kissed me deeply. As our tongues tangoed and our bodies rubbed together I struggled for a reply to his clearly earnest outpouring. The feel of his cock growing against my skin was oddly comforting. I hoped I might be allowed to go to my knees and complete the ascension without further discussion. It wasn't that I did not want to pursue a relationship. It was simply that such things were complicated and I had no idea what type of relationship he might want. I had tried the full blown relationship thing with Kyle and was keenly aware that was not going to go as I thought. However, when the kiss the broke he did not release from his embrace to service his hard cock. He held me caressing my back and looking into my eyes. I felt like I had to speak.

"Brock, I really like you. Doing things inside and outside the brotherhood sounds great. But I think we should take the relationship thing slowly. I am discovering that they are very complicated, maybe even more so when both partners have a dick," I said candidly. 

He smiled, kissed my cheek and said, "Don't worry, John, I am not asking you to marry me. I know that things can get weird, but all I meant was along with sex that we could have a friendship, maybe some romance along the way even. I don't expect you would give up anything else you got going either."

"Ok, cool. Now how about I get down on my knees and go to work on coaxing a nice drink from this hot cock, sir," I said and took his nearly fully erect whopper in my hand.

He released me from his embrace and stood up straight almost has if he was at attention. I kissed his firm chest and then went to my knees. I looked up to see him smiling down at me as I began to lick up and down his long, thick shaft. His monster pole quickly became steel like and clear fluid oozed from his cum hole. I swirled my tongue around the ridge of his mushroom before licking the precum from his slit. As I teased his tiny opening with the tip of my tongue his cock jerked around. He began to moan his bliss as I worked his spongy glans with my tongue and lips. He was no longer at attention. He was swaying and caressing my head gently. Though I knew that the blowjob was supposed to be about me coaxing the leader's essence and in drinking it becoming a brother the act was far more than that. Something was occurring between us that I imagine was a rare thing. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 14



As I began to slide my lips down his shaft I thought of the hundreds of young men that had been in my very same position over the years. I assumed that my motivation was different than most. I hoped Brock's pleasure was different than other leaders too. I felt my lips straining to contain his meat as I took more of his hard shaft into my mouth. I wondered if our founder had started this tradition just to have another excuse to get his pals to suck his dick as I enjoyed the feel of my lips sliding along Brock's silky cock flesh. His cock head hit the back of my throat and I had to back off for a moment. I twirled my tongue around his shaft as I thought about how much more I had than those early pledges. 

Did they enjoy sucking cock they way I was enjoying having Brock's meat in my mouth, I wondered. Did they just do it so they could get their cocks sucked? These thoughts faded as I worked harder to pleasure the big man and his amazing cock. The next pass I managed to take the tip of his mushroom into my throat before reflexes forced me to back off. From the sound of the moans I was hearing it seemed that Brock was feeling good despite my inability to take him as deep as I wanted. With each pass I managed to go a bit deeper. Each time I eased off I used my tongue to provide extra stimulation. As my lips slid up and down his cock I teased his balls with my finger tips. Soon he was panting heavily. I was certain his climax would be soon. I could taste the heavy flow of precum that was oozing into my mouth. A lot of guys produce less cum in a orgasm than Brock oozes precum while having sex. 

"Oh fuck! Jesus, god that is good!" He cried out. "Fuck get ready, I am going to fucking lose it!"

I back off and clamped my lips to his shaft. I wanted to make sure I had room to receive his eruption. If I was supposed to drink his cum I wanted to be damn sure I got every drop of it in my belly. I grabbed his shift and massaged him to release. His cry echoed off the walls of the old house.

"Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk, yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!"

His dick jerked around in my mouth as a thick torrent of jism poured forth. I swallowed while holding firm to his cock. His cum flowed over my tongue, down my throat and into my belly. The delicious musky goo felt warm as it slid down my gullet. When finally he pulled his cock from my mouth I squeezed his deflating member and milked the last few drops of cum from his cock. I looked up at him smiling as I licked his cock clean.

"Fuck, that was one hell of a blow job!" He exclaimed.

"That was one huge hot load!" I replied excitedly. 

He practically lifted me in the air as he pulled me to my feet. 

"I saved it up for a couple of days so you would have a nice big drink, brother John," He said as his lips moved toward my face. 

As we kissed I thought about my future. I felt as if even greater changes were coming. When I had first pledged I thought it was about joining a frat and having lots of fun and sex. Everything the books and the brothers had taught me had pointed to there being some greater meaning to the brotherhood. As I made out with Brock with his cum warming my belly, I began to believe that for the first time. I somehow knew that being an AOK was going to bring great things my way. 

"Ok, lets go get cleaned up. You have an appointment with the doc," He said snapping me out of my thoughtful moment.

"Fuck, I am fine, I don't need the doctor," I said smugly.

"Maybe, not, but you are going to go shower with me and get checked out anyway. I have never seen a guy take that many cocks in a row and not need some salve or something."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course, brothers can ask anything of any other brother. Even if that weren't the case we have more than brotherhood."

The idea of being more than a frat brother to Brock made me feel good.

"Do all pledges get gang fucked like that as part of their ascension?" 

"No, each pledges day is different. As you were told today your interest in black cock has been noted. In addition, we saw a conflict between your stated likes and our observation. How do you feel about being fucked now?"

"Yeah, ok, I like being fucked more than I have admitted before. One thing though, I don't think I will want to take your gigantic dick very often."

"Never thought you would. Besides an amazing cock sucker like you will have a hard time getting guys to give up your mouth to get to your ass," He said with a laugh before leading me to the door. 

As Brock and I walked down the hall still naked we passed an unusually large number of brothers. Some were naked like us but most wore clothing of some type. They all offered a proper greeting which made the journey to the shower room very long. After the greetings they applauded us as we continued down the hall. I was never so glad to enter a shower room in my life. 

"Fuck what was that?" I asked as soon as Brock and I were alone.

"Get used to it everyone wants to welcome and congratulate their new brother. I am pretty sure most if not all of them want to have sex with you too," He replied with a wicked grin as we stepped under the showers. 

Brock and I talked, washed each other and generally enjoyed each other's company as we cleaned away the residue of my wild day. It was a very sensual time without being a truly sexual time. I was quite spent and though Brock was again sporting a monster erection he didn't seem to want more than friendly play. I was becoming happier by the minute that he and I were embarking on some kind of a relationship. I was pleasantly surprised that the big man that seemed so perfectly suited to leadership of the brotherhood was deep down a gentle soul and very cool person. Our alone time came to a sudden end when Colin came into the room.

"Sorry, to disturb you, sir," He said in a small apologetic voice.

"No worries, welcome brother," Brock said as he stepped forward offering his hand clearly unconcerned about his erection being on display.

After I too greeted Colin properly Brock asked him what he needed.

"Doctor Burton asked me to find out when brother John would be ready for his exam, sir."

"As soon he gets a taste of another new brother's cum, I suspect. That is assuming that you would like to get your lips on Colin's hot cock while I fuck him, John," Brock said confirming my suspicions about Colin's additional duties.

The look on Colin's face told me that he definitely liked the idea. Since I thought the gofer was cute and had a tasty dick I was all for the idea, but was concerned about keeping the doc waiting.

"Sounds like fun, Brock," I said honestly.

"Why don't you start on that sweet piece of meat while I let the doc know we will be a little while longer," Brock suggested and gave me a big kiss while Colin looked on wide-eyed. 

As Brock headed for the phone on the far wall I took Colin by the hand and led him to the changing area. I sat on a bench and yanked down his shorts exposing his already hard dick. I didn't bother with preliminaries as I was sure Brock would be ready to mount Colin immediately. I engulfed his cock taking him into my mouth to the nub. After having recently worked on Brock's monster, Colin's ample dick seemed like a tiny morsel. He practically squealed as I nuzzled his pubic hair while deep throating him. When Brock walked back over he had a tube of lubricant. He immediately began using his fingers to loosen up Colin's ass. A few minutes later Brock was driving his huge cock deep into Colin's ass. The gofer didn't protest or even whimper. The only sounds I heard as Brock drove forward causing Colin to fuck my mouth were Colin's contented moans of pleasure and Brock's grunts of sexual exertion. 

Colin soon came in my mouth which allowed me to sit back and watch as Brock continued to fuck him forcefully. Colin looked like he was in heaven. Just as Brock cried out in orgasm I was surprised by the doc joining us in the changing room. He didn't say a word until Brock was finished and pulled his shrinking cock form Colin's ass.

"Welcome, Doc," Brock said offering a proper greeting which reminded me to jump up and offer my hand. 

Colin was too dizzy to stand up straight at that moment to comply with brotherhood ritual. Neither Brock nor the doctor admonished him for the transgression.

"I think you may have two customers for an ass check, Doc," Brock said proudly.

"Go over and wash up, Brock. I want to take a look at that dick too. Looks like you were working it pretty hard," The doctor instructed in a jovial tone.

"As long as I can get a look at yours too Al," Brock shot back in a surprisingly casual tone.

"Sounds fair to me big boy," The doctor said as he knelt down behind Colin, who was still bent over. 

After a quick look at his well fucked hole Doc pronounced Colin fit and slapped his ass playfully. Then he told him to hit the showers with Brock.

Turning to me, the doctor said, "See I told you that you were more of a bottom that you thought."

"Yeah, yeah, everyone but me knew I had a pussy back there," I said sarcastically. 

"Watch the mouth John," He admonished.

After I apologized he had me bend over and put my palms on the bench while I spread my legs. When I heard him put on a rubber glove I figures I was in for a through internal exam. I felt his gloved hands spread my ass cheeks and then he traced the rim of my ass hole with the tip of his finger. 

"How bad does that hurt?" He asked having noticed my body's involuntary flinch.

"Not too bad considering the afternoon I had," I semi-lied.

It actually hurt more than I cared to admit. The doc however, got a more truthful answer when he pushed his finger partway into my ass and rotated it around pressing it into my anal ring. 

"That's what I thought. Fuck no shame in admitting your ass hurts. Thirty or so cocks in a row bound to do some damage, brother. It isn't bad though. Obviously no getting fucked for at least a few days. I will give you some cream. Just put it on several times a day. It will help with the swelling. Your pussy will be ready for action in no time. In the mean time sucking cock and topping won't hurt you." 

He was smiling when I stood up. Brock joined us and the doctor examined the big man's puffy looking penis. After as promised the doc let Brock examined his dick. I don't know if anything more happened as I was told to get dressed and head home for a rest. Judging from the state of Doc's cock I imagine the three of them had more sex after I left.



They Are A-OK Ch. 15



When I entered the apartment I was surprised to find it so quiet. I assumed I would find Kyle home and half thought he would be taking advantage of a free afternoon to be fucking Dante. I called out thinking they might be in his bedroom. When I got no answer I decided to check to see if one or both of them were asleep. Kyle's bed was made which probably meant there hadn't been any sex in his room that afternoon. I am not sure whey I was happy that he hadn't been screwing Dante while I was out. The fact that he could have been any number of places fucking the sexy football player didn't occur to me. 

Since I was alone and actually felt the need for the rest the doc had ordered I went to my room. I stripped to my skin and lay atop the covers which was always my favorite sleeping position, totally naked. Since I don't remember anything from that moment to a very rude awakening the next day I assume that I fell into a very deep sleep.

"Fuck man, wake up!" I heard Kyle's insistent voice as I felt my body being jostled.

"Huh, what? Go away!"

"Damn, you fucking missed practice. Coach is ready to cut off your nuts!" I heard another voice say excitedly. 

When finally I opened my eyes I saw that Kyle was sitting on my bed shaking me by the shoulders. Dante was behind him. They were both wearing only boxers. Clearly something had gotten them out of bed. That something was the pair that was standing in my doorway; Terry Holland and Dennis Cantwell. They were two AOK brothers that though I didn't know too well were also on the swim team. When I managed to focus my eyes I saw that I had slept almost 14 hours.

"Oh Fuck!" I exclaimed just as the pain in my ass returned to remind me of the previous afternoon.

"Damn, I heard your ascension was wild but didn't think it would have put you down for the count," Dennis retorted.

"Man, sorry to barge in, but coach sent us to find you. If I had known you were crashed I would have come by on the way to practice this morning," Terry added.

"Yeah, no sweat. It isn't your problem. I fucked up," I replied as I tried to sit up.

"Fuck does it hurt that bad?" Dennis asked.

"Yeah feels a little like one of those fucker's dicks broke off and is still stuck up my ass," I said trying to make light of the issue. 

"I am going to call the Doc. You need to be checked again and he can also give you a note to settle down coach num nuts. Terry why don't you help our brother get cleaned up. I think we have interrupted Kyle and Dante long enough," Dennis said as he turned to go to the other room. 

The look on Kyle's face told me more than I needed to know. He was clearly feeling bad that he had been fucking Dante as I slept.

"Shit, I am sorry. If I had known you needed to get up or that you needed help you know.." He tried to say. 

"Easy, Kyle, no worries. You didn't know and Terry and Dennis will be fine nurses until we see what Doc says," I replied with a huge smile. 

Though I didn't mean to be brushing Kyle off, I liked the idea of being nursed by Terry. He was a cute blond with a very hot body. Though I hadn't seen it hard I knew from the showers his had a sexy cock and a nice pair balls in a wispy nest of blond fur. At under five-ten he was short as swimmers go. I thought I caught the blue-eyed swimmer wink at me as Kyle moved off the bed. As Terry helped me stand up it was obvious that Kyle wasn't going to simply go back to fucking Dante in the other room. If it wouldn't have tipped Kyle off to my relationship with the football hero I would have simply ordered Dante to take Kyle in the other room for a ride. 

Instead I said, "Come on Kyle, give a guy a break," While making a face that I hoped conveyed that I wanted to be alone with Terry. 

My big dense teddy bear didn't get it, but Dante sure did. He tugged on Kyle's arm until the big man followed him out of the room. Terry helped me to my bathroom and turned on the water to fill the tub.

"Man, I can't sit in a tub," I protested.

"Then you will stand in it while I wash you," He insisted.

"You are going to get all wet if you don't take your clothes off too," I said sheepishly.

He seemed very enthusiastic as he striped bare while I stood in the warm water watching. Just as he was washing my cock to full erection, Dennis came in the room. 

"Fuck, the man had so much dick he can't sit on his ass and I find you two getting busy," He joked. "Doc says that we should bring John to the office as soon as we can. He is calling Coach Stevens in the mean time."

"You guys worry too much about the coach," I said while enjoying Terry's soapy fingers tickling my balls. 

"You know, we could get him to the Doc faster if you helped, Dennis," Terry said in a very wicked sounding tone.

"I thought you would never ask," Dennis replied happily as he started to strip. 

By the time Dennis was naked, my cock was rinsed and in Terry's mouth. Dennis came over and wrapped his arms around Terry and started sliding his growing cock up and down the blonde's back. Dennis was a few inches taller than Terry. His skin, hair and eye color were dark. He also had a lot of body hair. It was an amazing and erotic sight seeing the two swimmers with their contrast bodies pressed together. After a few minutes Dennis moved around Terry giving me a good look at his fully engorged cock. His public hair was thick, black and wiry. His cock appeared to be over eight inches. It was cut with a very distinctive dark mushroom head. 

He stepped into the tub with me and took my left nipple in his mouth as Terry continued to slide his lips up and down my shaft. I still have no idea how it could be that I was so horny after the previous day. It was a wonder I could even get an erection. I do know that Terry is a great cocksucker and that I felt great as whatever cum I managed that day slid down his throat. At that point I was so hungry to get one of their cocks in my mouth I went to my knees right in the tub of water. As I knelt in the shallow tepid pool they stood outside the tub on the tile floor. I went back and forth feasting on both dark and light meat until I coaxed both of them to cum down my throat. After that they hurried me off to the doctor's office.

After a through rectal exam that Terry and Dennis seemed to really enjoy watching, Doc once again assured me that I was ok. He told me that there was a lot of swelling that would need treatment. He proscribed the application of an analgesic anti-inflammatory cream every four hours for a couple of days. Since I couldn't apply the salve correctly on my own he recruited Terry and Dennis to be my nurses. It turned out to be rather interesting being finger fucked with painkiller cream for lube. 

I spent the next few weeks entertaining what Kyle called a parade of horny frat brothers. It seemed like all of the AOK was anxious to get in bed with their new little brother. My life was suddenly one continuous rotation of class, sex and swim practice. Of course having so many new partners meant that I didn't have the chance to play with old friends. Even Kyle and I had trouble getting together. The only time I saw him naked over that span was when he joined in on group sex adventures. It was a wild time but I soon had my fill of the visits. I went to Brock and asked if he could slow down the parade. He was actually eager to put the word out to ease off. We hadn't been able to pursue a shared social agenda due to the visits. 

After a couple days rest he and I had our first actually date. We went out to dinner, took a walk around town and then spent most of the night making love in his private room at the AOK house. Somewhere between dinner and bed we had what at the time seemed to be an unimportant but interesting conversation. It turned out to be the most important talk of my life. As we walked through the park Brock seemed a little on edge. I thought it was first date anxiety and since we were in a secluded spot decided to show him how much I was enjoying being with him. I stopped took his hand and then kissed him out in the open. He smiled and told me that he had a couple of things that he needed to talk to me about. We took a seat on a nearby bench as he began.

"I have two things I need to tell you about, John. The first isn't a big deal. The second is very important," He said in his serious presidential voice.

"Geez, Brock is there another test coming up or something," I replied nonchalantly trying to lighten the mood.

"No nothing like that, man. The first thing involves what we talked around the beginning of the semester; a double date with my friend and her friend."

"Oh yeah, I was wondering what happened with that."

"Well it is on. I told them we would take them to dinner Thursday and see where things go. That cool with you?"

"Um, yeah sure. What is the important thing?"

"You have a date next weekend."

"Oh yeah, with who?" I interrupted as he tried to continue. 

"Shut up and let me explain," He said sternly and handed me an envelope.

Inside the envelope was a plane ticket to Florida. Though I immediate had a hundred questions I held me tongue. His tone made it clear I was to be quite and listen.

"You will be met in Lauderdale and driven to the marina. A private boat will take you to Adam Donaldson's private island. As you can see you will not be back until Monday night so you will need to arrange make ups for any classes you will miss."

The whole thing sounded mysterious and more than a little strange. I knew the guy clearly liked me from our first meeting. But having me transported thousands of miles for a fuck seemed very odd.

"What the fuck is going on, Brock?"

"Look, brother Adam was very impressed with you. I guess in addition he took a liking to you when you met. He is a very important man. He has some friends, also very important he wants you to meet. All I know is that he is having some kind of special get together on the island and thought that would be a good time for you to meet all of them at once." 

"So I am not just going for a romantic weekend with a sexy older dude?" I asked in my most sarcastic tone. "Good thing my ass has recovered."

"Fuck get serious! I really doubt he is planning a gang fucking for you. A few of the men may be AOK but from what I know of Adam's associates most won't be interested in fucking young men or any man. Do not even hint at gay sex when you meet these guys!"

"Ok, geez what the fuck is so special about these people?"

"They are wealthy and powerful and if Adam recommends you to them you get to join that club."

"Huh?"

"Look, I know you must have realized there was a lot more to the brotherhood than sex. Well you are so fucking impressive that you are getting let in on the future possibilities early. I am not saying there won't be any sex involved in the weekend. But it will be discrete and likely private between you and Adam. It is not the point of the weekend. You are a lucky fuck. I didn't get to the island until I was on the council for an entire semester."

That was the end of that. Though I tried to get more information, Brock refused to talk about the island or Adam any more that night. Once we were in his bed I didn't give it any more thought until the next day. 

The girls had to reschedule our date. That was a big disappoint as I was hoping the date and bedroom foursome would give me some relief from my almost obsessive thoughts about my Caribbean weekend. The threesome I had with Kyle and Dante that night didn't exactly do anything to turn off my thoughts of wild sexual encounters with Adam and his associates down in the tropics. Even though it was made clear to me the weekend wasn't about sex, I still felt like I was being summoned to the island to be a fuck toy. All that stuff about my future and having it made just didn't register.

I was told to bring only a carry-on with personal necessities. Any clothing I needed would be provided. So I packed a small bag with underwear and toiletries, a tee shirt and shorts just in case. If I was going to be turned into a sex slave for a group of rich men I wanted to have at least the possibility of something to wear for my escape. I was fairly certain that such thoughts were just wild fantasy. Brock drove me to the airport. When he leaned over and gave me a big very enthusiastic kiss before I jumped out of his car I was totally stunned. From the looks I got a few nearby travelers were even more surprised to have witnessed the kiss between two guys. I smiled and even winked at one middle-aged man that I thought was going to shit his pants right there. I was too preoccupied with my upcoming weekend to worry about the queer label being hung on me by strangers. 

The flight to Florida was uneventful. A uniform man holding a sign with my name on it met me at the gate. I think being met at the gate is something I will always miss in our new world heightened security. The chauffer called me sir and took my small bag. I followed him through the terminal and out the main doors. There in a special space at the curb a gleaming limo waited. I noticed that it seemed to be the only vehicle allowed to park on the ramp. The airport police were quick to hustle off all others who tried to stop for more than a minute. I felt odd when the chauffer held the door open for me. I barely had time to absorb all of the luxury surrounding me in the private passenger area of the car before the short ride ended. 

Another uniformed man opened the door for me to get out of the car. He wore something resembling a casual naval uniform and introduced himself as the captain of Mr. Donaldson's yacht, Paul Stavros. Even had his name not proclaimed it, his Greek heritage was obvious. He was deeply tanned on top of a natural dark Mediterranean complexion. His eyes were very dark as was his thick longish hair. I judged him to be in his forties. He was a tall man that had an air that seemed unusual. It was clear that he was a man that wielded authority over others and was well respected. Yet, at the same time he displayed a natural subservience to those he was supposed to serve. Clearly, I was being served. 

Another man in a vaguely naval looking uniform took my bag from the driver. He was much younger, perhaps mid-twenties at most. His accent told me that he was likely of Latin descent. I had little time to observe him as he hurried on ahead of us. Paul as he suggested I address him led me past several docks before turning down one lined with what I would have called ships. The Ft. Lauderdale marina has perhaps the largest concentration of multi-million dollar yachts in world. I was being led past some of the largest and most expensive private vessels ever built. At the end of the long dock I was led aboard one of the very largest of them all. Her crew of twelve stood at attention to welcome me. I later learned that there was additional galley staff aboard as well as a maintenance crew on the island. 

The same young man that had taken my bag led me to my cabin. It was incredibly luxurious and as large as many hotel rooms. It was in the aft part of the boat and had panoramic windows that provided amazing views. I assumed that I was being allowed to use Adam's cabin but later learned that his forward suite was even more spectacular. When the cute Latino sailor asked if there was anything else he could do for me, I felt as if I could tell him I wanted a blow job and he would drop to his knees. However, I didn't test that theory. Instead I asked for a tour of the yacht. Hector as I learned was his name happily showed me the amazing ship as the rest of the crew made preparations to leave port. By the time my tour was finished we were at sea. 

Florida quickly disappeared behind us. Ahead of us seemed to be an endless stretch azure sea. Since Hector's job was to care for the passengers and I was the only passenger I persuaded him to hang out with me. I even convinced him to eat when the waiter brought food out to the deck. He however would not share the beer I was served. He explained that the crew was forbidden to drink while on board. After about four beers I was nearly ready to proposition the cabin boy. The sudden appearance of the captain kept me from knowing if Hector would have gone to bed with me. 

"Sir, I know you have had a tour already, but I thought you might like to join me on the bridge," Paul said in what seemed a genuine offer. 

I wondered if he was just trying to spare his man from being in a situation where he would have to turn down a guest. Having the captain give me a tour of the bridge seemed an honor. I had only peeked in the windows when Hector showed me the ship.

"That sounds great, Paul," I replied, "And it will give Hector a break. I would like to ask a favor though."

"Of course, sir."

"Could you please call me John? I am not really comfortable with being called sir."

"As you wish, John. I am sure it will not be long before you will find being addressed as sir as comfortable as breathing."

We climbed the outer stair that led to an upper deck and the outside entrance to the bridge. To my surprise he stopped before opening the door.

"Since we are being somewhat casual John, I hope you will not take offense at this suggestion. If you are having thoughts about personal needs I know Hector would be thrilled to accommodate you. However, I suggest you save some stamina for our arrival on the island." 

I had clearly been wrong about his motivation. He all but said I could fuck Hector if I desired. He also very clearly indicated that I would need to be able to get it up later. 

"No offense, but I do have questions."

"I will answer them if I can."

"The first is easy, how long until we reach the island? The second is well, how much do you know of Adam's personal needs?"

"We are still five or six hours from docking. As to my employer's personal life I would not have this job if I talked about those matters."

"I am sorry. I did not mean to imply I wanted you to violate any confidences. It is just that you seem to have implied certain things and I wanted to be clear I understood you."

"I am sure you understood me. I know about Mr. Donaldson and his young friends' sexual proclivities. It would be hard to be captain of this yacht and not have seen certain things. As for Hector, I know him well also and I saw the way he was looking at you."

"Hmmmm, you offer up Hector, but what about you, Paul?" I asked boldly.

"I am not exactly sure what you might be suggesting. However, I don't lie to guests so I will say that there is interest. But I will not be the one to cause Mr. Donaldson disappointment this evening. Perhaps if you have interest on the return voyage we might have something to talk about."

"Are you trying to tell me I need to save a full load for Adam?" I asked sarcastically.

"Damn, John, you are fucking persistent! I am not saying anything. I don't know what Mr. Donaldson wants. He doesn't discuss his date plans with me. So I can't tell you if he is going to fuck you or not!" He said clearly annoyed and no longer treating me like a guest. "All I know is I am to take you to the island and then I have to ferry a bunch of very important folks from several points to some big shindig on the island tomorrow."

"Shit, I'm sorry didn't mean to piss you off," I said truly sorry our conversation had taken a negative turn. 

Paul opened the door and quickly dismissed the two sailors who were on duty. The men hurried down the inside stairway.

"Come on in John," He said in a pleasant tone. "You don't need to be sorry. I am the one who should apologize. You are a guest and I should not have disrespected you."

I couldn't have cared less about the conversation at that moment. I was suddenly acutely aware that no one was steering the boat. 

"Paul, it is cool. But aren't we in danger of hitting something with nobody driving?"




They Are A-OK Ch. 15



He laughed and assured me that the thing could drive itself for the most part.

"Besides, what the hell you think we are going to hit in the middle of the ocean?" He added.

"A whale, another boat, a fucking island. How the hell should I know what is out here?"

"Radar would sound a warning and shut down the engines before we got near anything as big as those. This is a fucking smart ship."

Then he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. Our tongues danced for several minutes before he allowed me a break to catch my breath. 

"I will call the guys back shortly. Just thought we needed a minute alone to calm the tension," He continued.

"I don't know about calm, but I sure don't feel tense."

He smiled and proceeded to give me the promised bridge tour. He showed me all the gadgets and briefly explained how they worked. 

"Well that is the nickel tour," He said. "But the best part is out there."

He gestured toward the wall of glass in the front of the bridge. The sea was a blue blanket interspersed with streaks of white where gentle waves broke on its surface. I realized that it was a view that only a privilege few ever saw from that vantage point. We kissed again as the yacht glided over the smooth sea. When our lips separated I wanted to ask him to come to my cabin after the crew returned. As if reading my mind he answered my unspoken invitation by saying that there would be another chance. I wasn't so sure about that, but I didn't push the issue. I knew Hector was available in the event I couldn't control my horniness until we reached the island. As it turned out I wasn't interested in the cabin boy after being in the captain's arms.  

I ended up napping for a major part of the remaining journey. Hector woke me about a half hour before we docked. I had just enough time to shower and put on some clean underwear which I thought good idea in case Adam wanted sex as soon as I arrived. I still thought it was likely that I was being brought to the island for some rich man's sex fantasy. I had no qualms about being the sexy alum's toy for a weekend. I did hope that Brock was right about the other men however. I really wasn't up for being the center of a gang bang. 

As soon as we were tied to the dock Hector took off with my duffle bag. I had a few seconds worry about losing access to the only clothes I brought. But the realization of the remoteness of the island quickly sunk in. Having clothes or not was of little consequence. If I was to be held prisoner there was no way I could escape. I could swim, but I would have no idea which direction to go. If I chose wrong I could be swimming out to sea with no hope of ever seeing land again. It was clear that if Adam wanted me to stay on the island that is where I would stay. I was surprised to be met by a woman at the dock.

Shelia Edwards was Adam's personal assistant. She was a tall blond large breasted woman with an almost perfect hourglass figure. Her obviously long locks were piled up on her head in what looked like a casual way but probably took some effort to achieve. Her makeup was so expertly applied that it almost seemed to be the natural appearance of her face. Her smile was totally disarming. I placed her age somewhere between 25 and 35. After greeting me she spoke to Paul for a few minutes while I waited. I could see from his body language that the captain was far more interested in fucking Adam's hot assistant than in the instructions she was delivering. 

"Ms Edwards will take care of you from here, Sir. I will see you later I am sure. I hope you have a pleasant stay," Paul said in a very polite and subservient tone before boarding the yacht. 

"Thank you, captain. It was a very pleasant trip," I managed to reply before Sheila took my arm to lead me away from the dock.

"Mr. Donaldson wanted me to tell you that he is sorry he could not meet you personally. He was tied up on a business matter. He is very happy to have you as a guest. Perhaps you would enjoy a tour of the gardens to pass the time until he is available," She said warmly as she steered me toward a winding path that was lined with palms and exotic looking flowering bushes.

Her voice could only be described as belonging in the bedroom. I wondered how any man could work with her and not be constantly horny. Then again I thought that part of her job was very likely fucking Adam. 

"Thank you, Ms Edwards, it is very kind of you to take the time to show me the property," I said not really caring that much about the tour but happy to spend time with the vivacious woman.

"Not at all. It is part of my job and please call me Sheila."

"Happily, if you will call me John."

We actually had a nice conversation as she showed me around the grounds surrounding the imposing looking island mansion. After awhile I feigned being tired and she suggested we rest on a bench. The place she suggested was a small nook of grass nestled in an area filled with deliciously fragrant tropical flowers. From the high perch we could see miles of shimmering sea as well as the dock area below. I thought I caught a glimpse of Hector standing shirtless on the deck as the yacht pulled away from the island. I wondered if the crew was less formal when there were no passengers aboard or I had just employed wishful thinking to conjure up a little fantasy. Either way the thought quickly faded when I turned my attention back to my stunning hostess.

"So John, I understand that you attend Mr. Donaldson's alma mater and are in his fraternity. Are you enjoying school?" She asked in a tone that made her seem genuinely interested. 

I was a bit wary of her mentioning the fraternity. I had no way of knowing how much she knew about the brothers of the AOK. I knew for sure I wasn't going to let myself be tricked into revealing anything she didn't know. 

"Yes, I love the school. Though I didn't know it when I first decided to attend it is the perfect college for me," I said feeling a little nervous.

She must have noticed my apprehension.

"Relax, John. I am aware of most of my employer's confidential matters. I doubt there is anything you might inadvertently tell me that I do not already know," She said in a very sweet voice as she laid her hand on my thigh.

I smiled and replied, "Even so, I think it best if I not speak of certain matters."

"Of course John, I understand about the brotherhood's secrets."

Her comment definitely relaxed me as I was almost certain she was not lying about knowing Adam's secrets. That idea caused some very exciting possibilities to come to mind. Her squeezing my thigh only added to the mental images dancing in my head.

"This view is stunning, Sheila. How do you manage to get any work done while no the island?"

"Well it can be difficult at times. But since I live here, I am used to being surrounded by such beauty."

"You do not travel with Adam?" I asked surprised.

"Sometimes I accompany him. But this is my base. While he has many homes around the world he tries to spend most of his time here."

"It must be difficult for a man with such widely varied business interests to operate from such a remote place,' I said more fishing for information on Adam's business than anything else.

I actually had very little idea what Adam's interests were; business or otherwise. I hoped that she didn't know how ignorant of his affairs I was.

"Well it is actually very easy with modern technology. In any event we are less than an hours helicopter ride to the nearest international airport. If you look over to the west you will be able to just see the heliport behind those palms," She said as she pointed toward a place where two corporate style helicopters sat like giant albatrosses. "But, I think if there is anything you want to know about business you should speak to Mr. Donaldson."

She very politely rebuffed my attempt to learn about Adam's affairs.

"Well then, I guess we should keep our conversation more on a personal level," I suggested trying my best to flirt with her. 

"Hmmmmmm precocious and cocky as well as cute and handsome. The question is would I find you as entertaining on a more personal level?" She said as she ran her hand up my thigh barely touching the base of my balls before quickly pulling her hand away.

That brief touch was enough to make me rock hard even though I was sure she was just teasing me as a way of punishing my brash innuendo regarding us getting more personal. However, I never had a chance to find out if it would go any further. I heard a slight beep and she reached into a previously unseen the pocket in her flowing skirt.

"Yes, sir," She said into the cell phone she retrieved. "He's ready for you, John."

I followed her along the path toward the main house. The first part of the walk was a bit uncomfortable but I managed to will my cock to calm down by the time we reached the house. I was glad she had walked in front of me so she did not see my condition. However, the view of her rounded ass cheeks swaying as she walked made the job of willing away my erection doubly difficult. She led me into the house and down a long wide hallway. She stopped and knocked on the last door on the left.

"Enter," I heard Adam's voice say.

She opened and held the door for me. Adam thanked her and she closed the door as she left.

"Welcome, John, my brother. It is good to see you again," He said cheerfully as he came around the imposing mahogany desk that sat in the center of his large office. 

"Greetings brother Adam, I replied and extended my hand. 

As we shook hands I couldn't help but look around at the amazing room agog with wonder. The wall behind his desk was lined with mahogany bookcases that were filled with obviously expensive leather bound books. Another wall had a large plasma screen that seemingly descended out of the ceiling. Below that was low cabinet with an array of entertainment equipment including a stereo system that was playing softly in the background. There was a sitting area in front of the third wall. The most magnificent thing however was the forth wall. It was entirely made of glass and afforded a view even more spectacular than I had seen from the garden bench. 

"Nice isn't it?" He asked as he led me to the window.

"Sir, I don't know how you ever manage to leave this place," I replied awe struck.

"It can be difficult," He said softly as he slipped his arm around my shoulder. "Since the formal greeting is out of the way shall we relax and be casual?"

"Ok," Was all I managed to say, still feeling very nervous. 

"John, are you uncomfortable?" 

"No, not exactly. Maybe a bit confused."

"Why do you think you are here?"

"I have had some time to ponder that. But it is probably best if I don't speculate. A guy can imagine a lot of things and I don't want to say anything wrong."

"Suppose I told you that you were free to speak your mind and nothing you say will offend me. Now why are you confused?"

"I guess it seems a bit weird to me. Considering how the brotherhood is and our last meeting. It is hard not to think you brought me to your private paradise to be your sex toy for the weekend. At the same time it seems ridiculous that a man like you who no doubt has his pick of partners would go to such trouble to being me here for sex."

He started to laugh, but not in a way that made me feel uncomfortable or foolish. I actually felt more relaxed.

"Damn, John, didn't Brock tell you that I wanted you to meet some associates of mine?"

"Yes, but well in the course of testing I have been told things that turned out to be less than the whole story."

"Oh, so you think maybe as a test I brought you here to see if you would be a good little fuck toy for a couple of days?"

"I don't know. Not exactly but maybe something like that."

"Would that be a bad thing if it were the case?"

"God no, the last time was great and I am more than up for a repeat. But there are a couple of things that are in the back of mind. The first is that it would be nice to be asked and not compelled. The other is the idea that I might somehow end up the entertainment at some group thing."

He smiled as he responded to my concerns, "I would never force you to do anything. I will always treat you as a brother should be treated. While I would love to show you my bedroom right now and have some fun that was not the reason I wanted you to come here. As for a group thing, that is unlikely. Some of the guests that will be here tomorrow evening are gay or bi. But most are straight or closeted to me. You should be careful about discussing your own sexuality with these people. So you definitely are not here to be gang raped."

"I am sorry, Adam. You know I have been through a lot of change and some wild scenes lately."

"I know and you have nothing to be sorry about. I thought that Brock would explain things well enough that you would understand the purpose of coming here."

"I think he tried. I just wasn't receptive enough."

"Ok, here it is as simple as I can say it. The brotherhood is about more than fun at college. It is even about more than sex though I can't deny that remains a big pat of things for me. The brotherhood is a lifelong thing. We strive to see that all of our little brothers achieve success. With our help you can be anything you want to be. Tomorrow is about you beginning to make the contacts that will hopefully someday lead to you having the means to own a place like this."

"Wow, are you serious?"

"Of course. You must have noticed that all of the alumni brothers that you have met are successful?"

"Yes and I know that fraternities are a good way to make contacts. But what you are saying seems to go beyond that." 

"It can go way beyond just contacts if that is what you want John. All you have to do is continue to be a great brother and I promise all your dreams can come true."

"Thank you, Adam. Now about seeing your bedroom..."

He chuckled and winked at me. Then he drew me into his arms and kissed me in full view of paradise. When the kiss broke he had quixotic look on his face. 

"If you're set on seeing my bedroom I will be happy to accommodate. But I have another idea. Have you ever made love on a beach?"

The truth was I hadn't had sex on a beach or many places outdoors. The idea was intriguing. But what was most on my mind was his referring to what we were going to do as making love. 

"No and it sounds exciting and scary at the same time."

"It would be scary maybe if we were in Florida and going to do it on a public beach. Here we would be in a private cove with the softest white sand imaginable. Still very exciting."

"Yes," I exhaled.

He led me out a small side door and down a path that zigzagged though his gardens. As we neared the base of the hill I could hear the sea gently lapping at the beach. . Though it was nearly dark the whitest sand I had ever seen glistened before us as we came out from the vegetation. The garden shielded one side of the cove while high cliffs protected the other. The beach was visible only through the small inlet to the sea. Even a plane passenger would be hard pressed to see down into the small cove. He had not lied about the softness of sand. As soon as we emerged from the garden we both kicked off our sandals and let the powdery silicate tickle our toes. 

As if by magic as the sun disappeared subdued multicolored lighten began to glow in the cliff face. That along with the light of moon set the sand and the sea aglow with myriad shimmering colors. We cast off our clothing and ran happily into the warm waters of the Caribbean. Though there was an air of sexuality a foot we frolicked more like children than grown men. It was invigorating to see the way Adam still enjoyed simple play at his age. That ability was something I had already begun to put behind me thinking that adults could not enjoy such play. We swam and chased each other. I dunked him, he dunked me. Our bare flesh rubbed together under the warm water. 

After a time we were in each other's arms, kissing while our hardening cocks danced together under water. I was stunned when he lifted me into his arms and carried me out of the water and onto the beach. He set me on my feet in the soft sand and bade me wait for him. He ran to the cliff and opened a cabinet that was imbedded in its face. He returned with a blanket and towels. He spread the blanket and we quickly dried our bodies. We fell on top of the blanket and into each other's arms. Our flesh came together as we rolled around on the blanket kissing. I felt his cock against me as mine pressed against him. The soft sand cushioned our bodies as passions grew stronger. It wasn't long before we had maneuvered into a sixty-nine position. We took turns orally worshipping the other's genitals. His cock felt wonderful in my mouth. Though he was larger than average I was able to take his entire shaft in. Feeling his cock head pulsating in my throat further fueled my hunger for his seed. I wanted to drink him dry.

I began to furiously work my lips and tongue up and down his delicious cock. In response he rolled on his back and caressed my body while enjoying the rising tide. Along with the sounds of the night I heard his deep erotic moans as I continued to work his sweet shaft. The breeze from the sea set my flesh afire as I moved to my knees to get a better angle on his cock. I fondled his balls as if trying to pump the cum out while madly sucking his throbbing meat. Just as I began to feel the first little twinges of over exertion in my jaw I was suddenly rewarded with a thick eruption of his cum. I drank down every drop before releasing his slowly deflating cock. He lay panting lost in the passion of his climax as I kissed and nibbled my way up his body. When I reached his face and softly touched my lips to his mouth I could feel a slight tremble. 

With our lips touching he moaned, "Wow."

I lifted my head and smiled at him.

"John, that was amazing! I wish I had thought to bring down some lube so that you could fuck me," He said between pants.

Not wanting to leave the beach to facilitate his desire, I decided to propose a different position.

"We don't need lube for me to fuck your mouth," I said in a tone barely above a whisper.

"Oh god, yes!" He sighed.

I stood up and he moved to his knees. I caressed his head as he kissed my cock and fondled my heavy cum-filled balls. When he took me into his mouth I pulled his head toward me while thrusting forward. I didn't notice the slightest gag as I pushed my hard meat into his throat. As I pulled back I could feel his lips vibrating as a deep guttural purring sound came from his throat. We quickly found a smooth rhythm that allowed me to easily fuck his face. Each time I pushed forward his warm mouth engulfed my entire cock. I felt his nose nestle in my pubic hair as his talented throat took hold of my cock head. As my orgasm neared I felt woozy with passion. I opened my eyes wide and screamed into the Caribbean night as I pumped what felt like a river of cum down his throat. As I had with him he held my cock in his mouth until he had swallowed every drop.

My knees were so shaky I fell to the blanket when he finally let go my cock. He lay down next to me and gathered me in his arms as I tried to catch my breath. I felt his soft kisses on my cheek as he caressed my tingling flesh. Neither of us even tried to speak. The feel of our flesh pressed together and the afterglow was all the communication needed. Adam had been right about his choice of words. I felt that we had made love and not merely fucked that night on the pristine beach. To my surprise I woke up there on the beach in his arms as the first rays of the sun broke over the horizon. I excitedly woke him so that we could share the spectacular sunrise.

"That is natures way of celebrating our fabulous love making," He said and nuzzled my cheek. "Come on let's go shower and continue what we started last night." 




They Are A-OK Ch. 15



I was surprised when he jumped up and headed for the path without bothering to retrieve his clothes. But since I was in his world, I did as he did, thinking when in Rome and all that. It was an odd feeling walking through the elaborate tropical garden totally naked. Thoughts of Adam and Eve prancing around blissfully naked came into my head. Those thoughts quickly vanished when we reached Adam's office and ran into his assistant, Sheila. Neither she nor Adam seemed to be bothered by our state of undress.

"Good morning, Adam," She said politely with a disarming smile. 

"Good morning, Sheila. I am afraid I won't be ready to work for a little while yet," Adam replied as I stood by feeling beyond embarrassed.

"Of course, Sir, I was just checking on the correspondence we were working on yesterday."

"I think you will find everything in the center drawer. Let's talk after lunch."

The idea that he was having a polite business conversation while the two of us stood there with our dicks hanging out was as fascinating as it was embarrassing to me. It became even more embarrassing however, when Shelia turned her attention to me.

"John, I trust you had a pleasant first evening on the island. When you are ready you will find your room all prepared. I believe Adam's valet has laid out clothes for both this afternoon and this evening's reception. Should anything not fit properly or you have any other needs please let me know."

I mumbled a thank you as I tried to hide behind Adam. Thankfully, the encounter ended with that. Adam opened a hidden door in the wall panel behind the seating area. A private stairway led to his bedroom suite. The main part of the room was almost as big as an entire floor of my parent's house. A huge brass bed dominated the center of the room. As with his office Adam's bedroom had a wall of glass with a stunning view of the island and sea. Without any ceremony he led me through the dressing area that was more a giant closet than a room to his private bath. The large marble tiled room had both a large walk-in shower and a Jacuzzi tub that could accommodate a small party. There was a vanity with double sinks that was bigger than most kitchen counters I had seen. What I first thought was the toilet turned out to a bidet. When I told Adam that I had to pee he directed me to a separate small room that contained the toilet. 

When I finished peeing, he was already in the shower. Since the glass was completely clear I had an unobstructed view of Adam's hot body as he stood there adjusting the myriad of water jets that that shot from above and three sides in his shower. Since he was standing in a way that he could not see me, I just stood there admiring him. I was so enraptured looking at his naked form that I was startled when he called out.

"You going to join me, John, or are you just going to stand there dumb founded?"

I quickly moved to the shower while trying to apologize, "Sorry, Adam. I guess I am a little dazed by all this."

"Just relax," He said in a reassuring way as he opened the door and let me into the amazing multi-person shower.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked as he closed the shower door.

"Of course, brother," He replied obviously reminding me of one of the main tenants of the brotherhood. 

"That encounter in the office was very awkward for me," I began as he started to gently wash my body, "Do you often walk around naked in front of your staff?"

He smiled as he answered, "Whenever, I feel like it, sure. This is my house, my sanctuary. But I wouldn't say I parade around in front of all the staff unclothed. I am especially comfortable with Shelia and of course the yacht crew. Fuck, nothing like lying nude on the sun deck as we float over the sea." 

As he began to caress my balls with his lather covered hands I felt emboldened to ask more questions.

"Adam, can I ask if you have sex with Shelia?"

"We have in the past. She is a great fuck but doesn't suck cock anywhere near as well as you," He answered with a sly grin. "I like women, but the truth is I am much more into guys. I would choose the night I had with you on the beach over her almost a hundred percent of the time."

I was stunned at his revelation and couldn't hold back a surprised expression.

"I take it that you would like to fuck her," He said causally as he handed me the soap.

"I know gay guys that I think might like to fuck her," I blurted out.

"Only if you had your hot cock up his ass while he was doing it," He said as he squeezed my growing rod. "You ever fuck anyone in the shower?"

Before I could answer he turned around, pressed his palms to the tile and presented his sexy ass to me. 

"That soap makes a great lube, babe," He said looking over his shoulder at me.

I already knew what a hot fuck he was from the day he rode my cock while I was tied down. I couldn't wait to see how it felt to be the one controlling the action. I ran the bar of expensive soap up and down his ass crack until I worked up a thick foaming lather. Then I used my fingers to push the slippery lather into his rectum. He began to moan seductively as I finger fucked his willing ass. After several minutes of me working my fingers in and out of his ass he told me that he was ready. 

He spread his legs a bit wider and bent more deeply. I put one hand on his back as I used the other to guide my cock to his hole. It took only a slight push to get past his tight anal ring. His rectum seemed to swallow my cock whole as he pushed back. Warm water sprayed at me from various places and cascaded over our bodies as I began to fuck Adam. 

"Oh god, yes! Work that hot cock in me!" He groaned.

I gripped his hips and began to ream his pussy-like ass. He roared encouragement spurring me to increase the power and pace of my thrusts. 

"Oh god, yes, that is what I needed, John!"

I bent down and began to nibble on his shoulder as I continued pounded his hungry ass. I felt my balls hit his balls each time I reached bottom. He was fully impaled on my cock and seemingly deliriously happy to be ridden hard. 

"Yes, fuck me! Treat me like a little bitch, John!" He yelped as I ground my cock deep inside his rectum. 

Had I not been so lost in the moment, I would have been shocked at his transformation. The strong, confidant forceful older man I knew was practically begging me to slam him into the tile wall of the shower. Suddenly his rectal walls clamp onto my cock. It almost felt like his body was trying to rip my cock from my body. His moans became howling whimpers and his body shock wildly. He was cumming hard. It was at least a minute before his anal ring began to relax and I could pull back a bit. 

"Keep fucking me!" He panted. "Fill me up!"

My fingers dug into his hips as I rammed into him harder. 

"Yes! God, fuck me stud!"

I managed two more thrusts before I lost control. I was buried to the hilt when my cock spasmed and sprayed his bowels with my thick spunk. I continued fucking him through my orgasm at his urging. I rode him hard until my cock was no longer hard enough to thrust in and out. When I pulled away he turned and wrapped me in his arms. He was unsteady and we fell back against the wall. My body pressed hard to his as we kissed sloppily under the flow of dozens of jets of water. We were both still panting when the kiss broke. 

"Damn I knew you would be a hell of hot top, John!" He exclaimed.

We finished washing up and left the shower a few minutes later. As we were drying off he asked me to come to his bed. We cuddled up under his satin sheets.

"I am really glad you brought me to your island. It is paradise in so many ways," I whispered in his ear as we snuggled.

"I am very happy you came and that you are having fun. So far the visit has been everything I could hope for. Just in case isn't evident I am extremely partial to having hot young studs ram their rock hard cocks deep into my ass," He replied in a tone that made me want to spend the day fucking him. 

We cuddled and talked for over an hour. There was absolutely no hint of shame when he talked about how good it felt to be taken forcefully by strong well hung young men. Though I have no idea if it was simply flattery or not I was thrilled when he told me that I was one of the best he ever took into the shower. Since I knew Brock had been to the island I was tempted to ask if the big man had been in the shower. Adam clearly liked a hard, rough fucking but I could not imagine anyone wanting Brock's monster cock rammed in them the way Adam had wanted my dick. I chose not to voice any of my thoughts on that subject. 



They Are A-OK Ch. 16



When the time came for me to go dress for the afternoon, Adam thankfully offered me the loan of a robe. My room was in the opposite wing of the large house. I wasn't keen on walking the halls in the buff. My room though smaller than Adam's seemed just as luxurious. It had a private bath with both shower and tub as well as wall of glass with a different but just as magnificent view as his. 

As promised two complete outfits in my exact size were laid out on the bed. There was a tux for the evening and a more casual outfit for the afternoon. The closet held a few pieces of additional clothing in my size. In the dresser were brand new packages of underwear and socks. There were several styles of undershorts which I supposed was to accommodate whatever my taste might be. There was also a bathing suit that I had trouble imagining that I would need. Nude swimming was certainly preferable. Just as I finished dressing and was selecting a pair of shoes someone knocked on the door. When I answered the knock I found a distinguished looking, well dressed man who appeared to be about sixty standing in the hall.

"Good morning, sir. I am Stephen, Mr. Donaldson's valet. He has asked me to attend to you. But I see that you are nearly dressed already," He said in what sounded like a genuine British accent. 

"Yes, I have been dressing myself almost exclusively since I was three," I said in a flippant tone that I did not mean to show disrespect.

"I am sorry to disturb you than, sir. I trust you found everything you needed to your satisfaction?"

"Yes, of course everything is perfect. I did not mean to..."

"No need to explain, sir. But if you will allow me a moment, there are some things I wish to go over with you."

"Yeah sure, but do you have to be so formal?"

He ignored the question as he continued, "There are variety of toiletries in cabinet above the vanity. Should there be anything you need that is not there please let me know. I will do my best to accommodate you within the limitations of being on a small island of course. You will find your duffle bag on a shelf in the closet. Mr. Donaldson wants you to know that the clothes are yours to take when you leave. I will pack them for you and have them taken to the boat Monday morning. Now is there anything I can do for you before lunch?"

I thanked him and told him that I was all set. He told me I was expected for lunch in a half hour. Lunch was uneventful. It turned out that Adam was tied up with a business. So I had lunch with Sheila on a terrace surrounded by tropical lushness. After lunch she offered me a tour of the house which I eagerly accepted. The house was immense and every possible detail was included in its design. There was a professional style kitchen that could have served the needs of a fine restaurant. The main dinning room had a table that seated up to sixteen. There was a smaller dinning area that I imagined got more use. Beyond the dining room was a huge area that could best be described as a ballroom. On the other side of the house near Adam's office were a billiard and game room as well as a library. A theater style entertainment room and one lane bowling alley were in the semi-underground lower level. Upstairs were ten bedrooms in addition to Adam's suite. Each room had its own bath. Though not all were as luxurious as the one in my room they were all nicer than any other bathrooms I had ever seen. Shelia explained that on the other side of the gardens were a number of bungalows for additional guests and key staff members. Other staff members were housed in a village like setting closer to the dock area.

Though the house was amazing I found the tour a bit disappointing. After showing me the first floor Shelia had escorted me upstairs to see the bedrooms I had not been in and the view from the upper deck. Being far too imaginative I had hoped that the tour was in reality a ruse to get me in a bedroom with Shelia; where in my fantasy she would seduce me. All we did in regard to bedrooms was take a quick peak into a couple of them. She told me that the rest except for decoration were just more of the same. The view from the upper sun deck did not disappoint however. The teak deck wrapped around what I imagine was the attic of the house forming a kind of outdoor third floor. 

It was a clear day and the view seemed to be endless on all sides. The entire island was visible from the high perch. There were however a few parts of the deck that did not seem to be visible from anywhere. I wondered if that was by design. Those thoughts rekindled the fantasy I had regarding fucking Shelia on the tour. However, she did stop long in those areas. When we got to the side of the house that looked down on the dock we could see Paul maneuvering the yacht into place.

"Oh the guests are arriving already. I am sorry John, duty calls," She said and left me alone on the deck.

I watched as Paul expertly placed the sleek ship along side the dock. Several crew members scurried around tying the vessel securely to iron cleats. I saw Hector jump from the ship to the dock even before the other crewmen finished securing the lines. He returned with a large cart and a crewman handed baggage to him as a gangplank was put in place. Shelia emerged from the foliage obscured pathway just as several men came from below decks. She was at the base of the gangplank as the Captain began escorting the passages ashore.  

I counted a dozen men and three women. All were well dressed in what I have come to learn is country-club casual style. I assumed that Hector was transporting their evening wear up the hill on the cart. As the group began to disappear into the foliage the sound of engines distracted me from the scene at the dock. A helicopter appeared overhead and then disappeared as it landed on the island. It was the first of many to arrive. Over the next two hours the peace of paradise was invaded by the sound of engines and whirling blades. Since I had retired to my room after about a half hour on the deck I had no idea how many guests had been ferried to the island in the noisy flying machines. Since there was very little noise on the second floor I assumed that most of the guests were being housed in the bungalows. 

At some point I must have drifted off to sleep. I was awoken from a very pleasing dream by the insistent voice of Adam's valet. In the dream I was the center of attention in a rather wild sexual orgy. The group was composed of Adam, Shelia, Paul and Hector. We were of course all naked. Shelia was riding my cock while Paul fed me his snake and sucked Adam's cock. Hector was on his knees behind Adam licking his ass hole. Somehow I knew he was being prepared for me to fuck. Before anyone reached climax Stephen's insistent voice brought me back to reality.

"Please, Sir, it is time to get you ready for the reception."

It took a minute for me to grasp the situation and remember where I was. It took a few more seconds to recall the name of the smartly dressed older man that was invading my dreams. 

"Oh ok sure," I mumbled. "How much time do I have?"

"Time for a shower and shave. I will be back in ten minutes to help you dress," He said and quickly left the room.

I was happy he did not want to help with the shower. The tent in my pants was embarrassing enough. I would not have enjoyed baring my erection in front of the man. The shower quickly brought me back to full consciousness. But apparently I stayed in the shower a bit too long. I was standing in the bathroom spreading foam on my face when Stephen returned.

"Perhaps if I assisted you we can get you downstairs before you are too late, Sir," He said in a very annoyed tone as he lifted the razor from the vanity.

Though I didn't really like the idea of someone else shaving my face I obediently turned and stood still allowing him to do his work. As it turned out he was very efficient and I rather enjoyed the attention. When he finished shaving me, he took the towel from around my waist and patted off the remaining shave cream without some much as a word of warning. He tossed the towel aside leaving me standing there naked and feeling somewhat awkward. It was obvious he was very used to helping dress other men as he was completely nonchalant about the situation.

"Well come along, Sir. We have to get you into this tux."

Though I thought I was perfectly capable of dressing myself I let Stephen take over. As it turned out it was tremendously helpful to have a valet assist in dressing. I suppose that was particularly true in that case since I had only worn a tux on two previous occasions. When Stephen was done with me I felt a bit like a young James Bond ready to break the bank playing Baccarat. This of course was a time before the new James Bond and the switch to Texas Hold Em. Stephen even styled my hair before escorting me to the main stairs. I was happy to see Shelia in a stunning evening gown waiting at the bottom of the staircase. 

"Come on, John, Adam is waiting to introduce you," She said softly as I made my way down the long curving stairway.

"Wow!" I said while resisting the urge to whistle. "You look amazing!"

"You're no lump of coal yourself," She said as she took my arm. "Who'd of thought that our young guest would clean up to be a handsome stud?"

I am sure I was still blushing when we reached the great room where everyone had gathered.

Adam was standing just to the right of the doorway. I guessed there to be at least fifty people in room all in formal wear. While the majority were men there were a fair number of women. It was perhaps a 35 – 15 split. They had cocktails and uniform waiters were passing through the room with trays of hors d'oeuvres. When Shelia touched his arm Adam called for the room's attention. Almost immediately the guests fell silent.

"My friends, I am happy that you were able to join me on the island this evening. It is a very happy occasion for me. I have recently become acquainted with a young man who I believe has great potential. As I was certain he is someone you all would want to meet and get to know I asked him to join us this evening. Though he has not yet finished his studies at my alma mater, I am already hoping to persuade him to join my organization when he graduates. Please welcome my new friend, John Campanelli."

I was so surprised I froze in place. Shelia had to push me through the doorway. I felt dizzy as I tried to wrap my mind around the idea that Adam wanted me to join his organization. Additionally, I wondered in what capacity he panned to employee my talents since the only talent he could be aware of was my cock sucking and ass fucking abilities. Surely he did not need to heap such accolades upon young men to convince them to come to the island and fuck him? My nervousness was somewhat quelled by his smile and his arm around my shoulder. The smattering of applause from the gathering however did not help relax me. 

"Welcome, John. Please get yourself a drink and join the party. We will let introductions take care of themselves," He said softly as he looked over the group.

Fortunately, Shelia stayed by my side and offered little insights into each person as they introduced themselves to me. When we had a moment alone, she explained that Adam had asked her to serve as my date for the evening. That idea pleased me and she confided later that she would have been happy to have been my date even if her boss hadn't asked. Adam seemed to be quite busy conducting business as Shelia and I mingled amongst his wealthy important quests. I recognized some of the names and all of the companies Shelia told me that they owned or ran. A large percentage of the world's wealth was in that room.

As I met people and made small talk I realized that Adam was far wealthier and powerful than I had imagined even from seeing his island. To have gotten such a group to attend a gathering at his remotely located home clearly required enormous pull. I also wondered how much those people knew of the real Adam. Could they even conceive that the boy genius he was introducing that evening had forcefully fucked Adam that morning after having slept with him on the beach the previous night?  I thought it extremely unlikely. That was until I met Sir Reginald Symington, the president and majority shareholder of a huge British conglomerate with worldwide financial interests. We met at the bar, out of earshot of anyone else.

"Greetings, brother John," He said extending his hand as he waited for his gin and tonic. 

I instantly took his hand but was unable to return a proper greeting as I did not yet know his name.

"Greetings, Sir, I am sorry I do not know your name. Are you AOK?" I asked which I understood was the proper why to ask if you weren't sure the person you were addressing was in the brotherhood. 

"Yes, I am of the brotherhood. I came up with Adam. Reginald Symington is my given name, but I am generally known as Reggie in the brotherhood."

I smiled and added a proper greeting, "Greetings brother Reggie. I am very pleased to meet you. Perhaps you will get a chance to tell me some war stories about Adam's days on campus."

Just as I finished the sentence, Adam came up from behind and clasped my shoulder while declaring happily, "Ah John I see you have met my dear friend Reggie. He can indeed tell you tales but there is some possibility of exaggeration.'

"Adam, you know I would not embellish our adventures at university. I certainly know where enough skeletons are buried to entertain the lad without having to resort to using my imagination," He said and the two laughed. 

"Now Reggie, don't forget that I too know where skeletons are buried," Adam admonished his friend playfully. "John I am sorry that business has kept me from doing the introductions. How are you getting along?"

"All is well, Adam. Your friends are very nice and Shelia has been wonderful. I fear though that I am meeting too many this evening to remember everyone's name."

"Well do your best. It is far more important that they remember yours anyway. Unfortunately, I am going to have to take Shelia from you until dinner. Some unavoidable business has come up. Reggie, would you mind escorting John through the maze of sharks he has yet to meet?" Adam replied.

"Of course not. It will be my pleasure to spend time with such a handsome sexy young man," Reggie answered and winked at me.

Since I was still hoping to end up in bed with Shelia at the end of the night, I hoped Reggie's comment was good natured innocent flirting and not an indication of his desire to take me to bed. 

"Excellent, thank you Reggie. You too can get to know each other but remember discretion my brothers. Perhaps after dinner you will take John out for a walk and share one of your special Cubans. That way you will be free to tell all the tales about me you wish, my friend," Adam said happily and left me in Reggie's hands.

I felt a little like a transaction had occurred and I had just been served up to the distinguished and still sexy British billionaire. Given my earlier thoughts about James Bond it seemed somewhat appropriate though I still had my eyes on Adam's version of Miss Moneypenny. For the rest of the cocktail hour, Reggie was a charming host and complete gentleman. There wasn't the slightest hint of sexual innuendo as we talked and he introduced me to the rest of the guests. His personal asides about the people I met were even more interesting that Shelia's had been. The longer we talked the less I minded the idea of ending up in a sexual situation with my British brother. As it turned out there were two other AOK alums in the room. However, we did not have the privacy to exchange a brotherhood greeting when I met them. 

Dinner was a rather long affair. There were six courses served in a very formal style. I was happy that I once again had Shelia at my side. Since I had Reggie at my other side the nearly two hours it took to eat dinner passed much quicker than it might have. Though Adam's associates were all very pleasant and extremely nice to me, I felt uncomfortable amongst the wealthy successful group. I was out of my element and there was no faking my background. However, I quickly became comfortable with Reggie. When dessert was done I had mixed feelings when he asked Shelia if he could borrow her date for a little while.

"Of course Sir Reginald," She said with a knowing smile. "John, I will see you later."

She kissed my cheek and touched the small of my back in what I was certain was a signal. I just wasn't certain exactly what she was signaling. 

"Shall we take in our host's exquisite gardens and the finest cigars rolled?" He asked as if I had a real choice in the matter. 

I had only recently learned to smoke cigars and was no expert. However, the large brown tube that the label proudly proclaimed to have been hand rolled in Cuba was smooth and delicious. The tales that Reggie told as we walked were also delicious. Adam like me had not been from a wealthy family. He came to the University on a sports scholarship. He excelled and lettered in four sports. He was also one of the top students in his class. Reggie met him the first day of their freshman year. They were room mates, which continued for their entire time at the school, which was six years since they both stayed to complete master's degrees.

Though handsome and athletic, Adam was an eighteen year-old virgin when he arrived at college. He had been consumed with his studies and sports pursuits as well as ambivalent about sexual matters. When masturbating he thought about both guys and girls but never acted on his desires with either gender. Reggie was a nineteen year-old bisexual playboy who had already had dozens of partners of both genders. His aristocratic family chose to send him to college in America to give him a chance to focus on studying. They couldn't have known that their choice of college would just feed into Reggie's sexual adventurousness. 

In less than two weeks the handsome confident Brit had seduced his shy athletic roommate. Within four weeks they were having sex almost daily and Adam had experienced things he had not even imagined. Reggie was very persuasive and in a very short time he took Adam from being a tentative cocksucker to an adventuresome sexual partner. There was no place on each other's bodies that their mouths had not been. They had fucked each other though Adam was already tending toward being a bottom. About six weeks into their freshman year Adam finally ate and fucked pussy for the first time when Reggie brought two girls back to their room to share. 

Throughout the first year of college Adam helped Reggie improve his grades and Reggie helped Adam to broaden his sexual horizons. A steady stream of shared sexual partners paraded through their room. Reggie chose not to return home the summer after freshmen year. They spent two weeks at Adam's house and then bummed around the country for the rest of the summer. As Reggie told it Adam fully blossomed that summer. Whereas for almost a year it had been Reggie seducing and Adam sharing the situation was almost completely reversed by late July. Even with Reggie having the advantage of a beguiling accent, Adam was picking up more of their sexual dates than the sexy Brit. By the end of the summer they had separately and together fucked uncounted men and women of all ages. It was their personal summer of love.

Back at school Adam's new found confidence continued to score bed mates of both sexes. The roommates' lives changed completely when Adam brought home a pair of AOK brothers shortly after the start of the fall semester. Word spread amongst the brothers that the sexy athletic roomies were both bi. Reggie and Adam both suddenly were receiving more propositions then they made from guys; many of whom they barely knew. Reggie told me about some wild sex parties where the two of them were the center of attention, taking on all comers orally and anally. Naturally, they were asked to pledge AOK the following spring.




They Are A-OK Ch. 16



Six months after they graduated to full brotherhood, Adam was elected to the council. Senior year he was president of the brotherhood. A very wealthy and prominent alumnus took a deep interest in Adam that year. Reggie termed it a strange sort of love affair-obsession. Both of them moved into the house the sixty-year-old alum kept in town for those occasions he visited. The alum visited often while Adam was in town. He even financed his young lover's graduate studies to keep him at the university. Reggie admitted he stayed to continue his own affair with Adam. 

In addition to Adam basically serving the role of mistress to the older man, the alum became Adam's and to a lesser extent Reggie's mentor. He had given Adam his start toward great success much as Adam seemed to want to do for me. Reggie had explained in detail what the man got from Adam in return. I wondered what Adam might be expecting from me. After about an hour both our cigars and Reggie's tales were done. I decided to ask him about Adam's intentions before we returned to the house.

"John, it is really Adam that you should be asking about that. But I do not want to let my tale of my dear friend and his mentor cause you alarm. I can assure that Adam expects nothing of you other than to make him proud that he has shown such faith in you," He said in a sincere tone. "He has not married and likely never will. His character is such that he would never cheat on a lover. Finding a wife that would understand our lives and desires is difficult at best. Besides he prefers to be single I think. That means he will not have children or any heirs. The sparkle in his eye and the joy in his voice when he talks about you tell me he thinks he has found someone very special."

"What are you saying, exactly Reggie?" I asked dumb funded by the implications.

"I am simply saying he really likes you and thinks you are something special. Hard work and his mentorship can make you every bit as successful as he is."

"So I work hard, fuck him when ever he calls and he makes me rich?" I said a bit too sarcastically.

"Don't be stupid boy! If all he wanted was a fuck toy he has hundreds of handsome sexy delicious young men to choose from and probably twice as many women. If there is a sexual relationship in addition to a professional one that is icing on the cake. But he would never require sex in exchange for his mentoring." 

"I am sorry, Reggie. With what you told me about that other alum and you guys and all, I just thought maybe I was going to be expected to be like he was and oh fuck I don't know."

"Relax, John. I think you misunderstood. There was no force or quid pro quo involved. Adam really liked the guy; so did I. The sex was fun and I don't think it had as much to do with the help Adam got as the story might have made it seem. Talk to Adam, he will understand your fears."

"Ok, thanks Reggie."

"Oh, you can mention anything we talked about. Adam wanted me to tell you about his past so you would know him better."

We returned to the house where about half the guests were milling about enjoying cocktails and conversation. Reggie told me most of the talk was likely business related and that the guests having the real fun were the ones no longer around. I didn't bother to ask what he meant. When Shelia spotted us she came right over to us and put her arm around me.

"Shame on you Reggie, keeping my date away so long," She said playfully.

Her obvious buzz indicated that her work day was well over. 

"I'm sorry my dear. Perhaps our walk might have been more interesting had we asked you along," He said adding a wink. 

"I can guarantee that it would have," She said seductively. 

As I stood there nearly dumbfounded with Shelia's arm wrapped firmly around me the two of them continued to flirt and offer each other increasingly sexual suggestion.

After several minutes of banter and innuendo Reggie confidently said, "I understand that you redecorated your bungalow. I would enjoy seeing what you have done with the little cottage and I am sure John would like the grand tour."

"Now why didn't I think of that?" She said with a sly grin.

I caught a glimpse of Adam smiling broadly as he watched Shelia lead Reggie and me out a side door. After about a quarter mile of walking along a garden path we came to area with eight or nine identical bungalows arranged in a more of less circular fashion. Shelia explained to me that those were the main guest cottages. After another couple of hundred yards we came to a fork in the path. 

Shelia pointed to the left and said with slightly slurred words, "That one leads to the original guest cottages. Even though they are in need of remolding we had to press them into service with so many visitors on the island. My place is this way."

I could see a cluster of lights and hear the sound of partying down that path. I wondered how it was decided which guests would be quartered in what Shelia obviously thought was lesser accommodations. As we continued along individual cottages dotted the natural landscape. Because of the foliage and the shape of the terrain most of them had been hidden even from the sun deck. I figured we had walked over a half mile by the time she led us to the door of her cottage. There was a tastefully decorated main room that served as both living area and dinning room. I doubted that the dinning part got much use when Adam was on the island as I assumed she dined with him. The kitchen full of expensive looking appliances off to the left seemed almost unused. There was a fully stocked bar in the great room. When Shelia offered us a drink, Reggie volunteered to play bartender after commenting on what a nice job Shelia had done with the redecorating. 

I began to feel as if there was a game being played in which I was a participant but unaware of the rules. I decided that it would be best for me to just follow the lead of my hostess and older brother. Shelia snuggled up with me in front of the bar as Reggie went to work fixing drinks. Even though I was pretty sure that Shelia didn't need another drink I figured that if booze would get me into her pussy she could get falling down drunk for all I cared. To this day I can't say why I was so obsessed with fucking her that weekend. 

Reggie handed us our drinks raised his and heartily said, "Cheers!" 

We each took a sip and then Reggie said, "Shelia, we have only just had half a tour. You must show John your bedroom."

"Ok guys, grab your drinks and come see where I do my best work," She said in the most seductive tone I had ever heard.

I had virtually no doubt about getting laid at that point. 

I heard Reggie say, "Lovely," In the way only a Brit can as she led us to the bedroom.

A brass king sized bed dominated the room. Expensive art work hung on the rose colored walls. Reggie pointed out the Picasso water color that hung over the bed. Several of the others were by known modern artists. Most of them were erotic in nature. One wall had a picture window that looked out unto a hidden garden and the sea beyond in the distance. The floor appeared to be teak and had several small oriental style woven rugs spread around. The gleaming brass bed had a silk and satin coverlet that had a design reminiscent of the scene out side the window. The furniture though sparse was adequate and noticeably expense. Through an open door I could see a huge walk-in closet full of clothes and a large private bath. Clearly, Adam rewarded his employees well. Shelia took a gulp of her drink and began giggling as I looked around the room. 

Reggie tapped my shoulder and said, "Mate, you're missing the best thing in the room."

When I turned I discovered that Shelia had shed her elegant evening dress. Since her bra was built into the bodice of the dress that left her wearing only a tiny thong and stockings held in place by garters. I am sure that both of them heard the gasp that escaped my lips. Shelia's large tits were nearly perfect like those of a centerfold model. Her areolas were dark in contrast to the creamy white of the untanned part of her large orbs. I found it odd that she didn't sun bathe in the nude until Reggie mentioned her alluring tan lines. As if to drive home his point she slipped off her thong revealing a small white hairless triangle surrounding her pussy. She approached me still wearing the expensive nylon stockings.

Without saying a word she pulled me into her arms and pressed her warm soft lips to my mouth. There was no doubt that she could feel my hardness press into her naked body through my tux pants. I managed to glance toward Reggie as her tongue explored my mouth. He was casually undressing. As our tongues danced I let my hands roam over Shelia's backside while watching Reggie. Something about him held my rapt attention even as the main object of my desire was in my arms naked. Once naked I could see that he was even more fit then he had appeared in clothing. There was not an ounce of extra fat on him and his muscles were still sculpted and firm. His rock hard uncut cock stood almost straight out from his body. Though only average in length he showed impressive girth. In fact his maroon headed cock was a bit of an oddity with the girth greatly out of proportion to the length.  

"Shelia, love, I think our young friend is a tad overdressed. Don't you?" He asked as he approached. 

She stepped back and said in a fake British accent, "Right you are Sir. Shall we strip him together?"

She began to giggle again as Reggie relieved me of my jacket. I was still a bit dumb founded and stood watching her body as Shelia pulled the end of my bowtie with her teeth and came away with a strip of fabric in her lips. She dropped to her knees in front of me and began opening my pants as Reggie made short work of unbuttoning my shirt. I was soon bare-chested with my pants at my ankles. He joined her at my feet and removed my shoes as she lowered my underwear. My erection proudly pointed skyward and seemed to please both of my new friends. They began to kiss my cock as she massaged my balls. Two sets of lips and two tongues worked my cock as they freed me of both my socks and pants. I managed to kick off my underwear unaided. I placed a hand on each of their heads as I began to feel the room spin. The combination of pleasure from my two eager sex partners and drinking more alcohol that I was accustomed to consuming was getting to my head.  

"Um maybe we should move this party to the bed," I managed to get out between moans.

Shelia looked up and purred, "Good idea tiger."

As I stumbled backwards toward the bed she grabbed Reggie's rigid pole and squeezed it as she asked, "So Sir Reginald who gets to ride his hot young cock first?"

"A gentleman generally practices ladies first but in this case, I think I should go first to be sure his dick is hard enough to fill my arse," Reggie answered with just a hint of sarcasm.

"I bet that stud can get it up all night, but you're the boss. How about I just slick him up with my cunt first," She cooed as I laid back on the bed feeling a bit odd listening to their banter about who got to fuck me first.

Before letting go Reggie's cock she leaned in and swirled her tongue around his shaft.

"Mmmmmmm, always the sweet chunky little morsel," She teased.

Reggie did not seem at all bothered about having his cock described as little. He simply pulled her to her feet kissed her hard and then retrieved a small tube from his pants. She came over to the bed and crawled cat-like up my body. She paused only briefly to suck my balls and cock before kissing her way to my mouth. When Reggie got to the bedside he grabbed my cock and guided it into her waiting cunt. As she began to bounce up and down on my dick he suggested she do double duty and lube him up. I laid back enjoying being ridden and watched as he got on his hands and knees and presented his ass to her. She used her fingers to fill his tight hole with lube while coating my cock with her creamy pussy juice. I was disappointed when she climbed off my cock after a few minutes but her words made me feel better.

"No worries, love," She said in a vaguely British accent, "I plan on riding that sweet tool a long time after ol' Reggie gets filled."

I later learned that the woman I had been certain was American was Australian and the way she spoke normally was the fake. Alcohol and passion brought out her real accent. Before I had too much time to contemplate her change of accent on that occasion however, Reggie was squatting over my crotch and she was holding my cock. He plunged down on my dick the same way Adam had at my ascension ritual. I was amazed that as tight as he was he could sit right down on my dick and take all of it in his ass without an instants hesitation. As he moved up and down doing the equivalent of squat exercises, his rectum massaged and squeezed my cock. 

Shelia began to suck Reggie's cock as he rode my rigid twitching pole. I couldn't remember ever feeling anything exactly like what he was doing. It was almost like his ass was giving me a blow job. After about ten minutes he suddenly set down hard on my cock. I could tell from the way his rectal walls gripped my shaft that he was feeding Shelia a load of cream. I doubt either of them will ever forget the scream I let out when my cock erupted inside his body as he bucked atop me. 

When he dismounted I was too overcome to do anything but lay there panting. But the two of them were still raring to go. Shelia practically commanded Reggie to eat her pussy. She hadn't cum yet and was clearly in need of release. Reggie didn't hesitate to comply with her order. She lay next to me and spread her legs wide allowing him to dive in. Based on her moans and squeals I surmised he was very accomplished in providing oral pleasure. I have no idea how many times she came before I had recovered enough to slip off to the bathroom to wash up for round two.  

When I returned to the bed they had moved to a sixty nine position. She was moaning and sucking his semi-erect cock as he continued licking her pussy. When I crawled onto the bed Reggie excused himself to the bathroom and Shelia pounced on me. She pinned me down and took my soft cock into her mouth. As she worked it with her tongue and lips she straddled my face and pressed her dripping pussy to my mouth. I eagerly licked and sucked her sex as my cock revived in her mouth. Soon I was fully erect. She was clearly more than ready to be fucked. 

She rolled off of me, laid back, spread her legs and demanded, "Get over her and fuck me stud!"

I climbed atop her and my cock found its mark as if there was a homing device tuned to her cunt in the tip. I slid deep inside the hot wet enveloping folds of her quivering pussy. She wrapped her legs around my torso holding me tight to her writhing body. We began to move as one. I felt Reggie return to the bed. I didn't care what he was doing. I had what I had wanted since I stepped on the island. I was fucking Shelia and fully enraptured. In another minute I felt him sucking my balls as I ground my cock deep inside her cunt. I was nearly delirious with pleasure as she had another orgasm. She lifted her ass from the bed and ground her clit against me as she held me in a tight scissor hold. We rocked together as fireworks erupted in my head. I don't know how Reggie managed to hold my tightening balls in his lips as Shelia and I fucked with abandon. I was glad he had gone first giving me the chance to have a long lasting fuck with Shelia. 

Time froze, sweat pored from both our bodies as we were locked in an erotic wrestling match. Finally, Reggie had to back away when Sheila used her strong legs to flip us over. With me on my back she rose up and began sliding her hot cunt up and down my pole. I watched wide eyed her magnificent tits bouncing around as she fucked me like a wild creature. Suddenly Reggie straddled my face and thrust his fat cock into my mouth. He began fucking my face as she continued riding my dick. Had he been any longer his girth would have been chocking me. But his short fat cock seemed perfect for sucking. I became lost in the twin pleasures of having my cock buried in Shelia's cunt and Reggie's chubber in my mouth. 

My orgasm was almost a surprise I was so into the act itself. Reggie's dick muffled my cries as her pussy sucked the cum from my throbbing cock. Neither of them let up for even a second. Shelia continued to ride my cock as he continued fucking my mouth. I don't know how much longer it went on before he finally shot a huge glob of cum down my throat. Reggie moved away and set beside me as Shelia continued to fuck me. With her pussy continuously massaging my dick it stayed hard enough inside that it was almost like I had not cum. I was struggling with mixed feelings at that point. The stimulation on my sensitive tool was bordering on painful, but I wanted to cum again. I felt like that would be impossible on my back, so I lifted her off of me and told her to get on her knees.

I quickly moved behind her and rammed my cock into her now gapping cunt. She squealed as I fucked her hard from behind. A few minutes of hard humping resulted in what I am sure was a mostly dry orgasm. When I fell away from her I thought my heart might leap from my chest.

I remember Reggie saying, "Well done mate!" Before he pressed his lips to my panting mouth. 

Shelia snuggled up on the other side of me and the three of us soon drifted off. 



They Are A-OK Ch. 17



The next morning I awoke alone. I lay on the bed naked and uncovered with the sun streaming in through the window. As I looked out at paradise I felt like I had been deposited in the Garden of Eden. It was a fleeting thought however as I contemplated what might have become of my companions. I also had concerns about how Adam might feel about the all night threesome. The smell of breakfast being prepared began to waft into the room. As I swung my legs off the bed planning to investigate, I was happy to see a man's robe laid out for me on a nearby chair. Since I thought there might be a cook preparing food in Shelia's kitchen I wasn't to keen on walking out of the bedroom naked. When I did go out what I found was mildly surprising. It was Shelia cooking and Reggie was nowhere in sight. She was wearing a shear nearly see thru robe that somehow made her look even more enticing then when I saw her naked. 

She turned and greeted me warmly with smile, "Good morning sexy boy! Sleep well?"

"Famously, thank you and good morning to you hot stuff."

She giggled and dropped the spatula before running over to me. She kissed me hard and then said that she hoped I was hungry. I told her that I was as she returned to her cooking. When I asked about Reggie she explained that he had to catch an early chopper. Some business or the other needed attending.

"He said to thank you for a grand evening and tell you that he hopes you will fuck him again sometime." She added in such a sweet way that it didn't sound at all crude.

We ate at the counter in her kitchen and then showered together. To my delight we made love again in the shower; ending with her bracing herself against the tile wall while I screwed her from behind. I was surprised to find that she had had clothes brought down from my room in the main house. As we dressed I decided that I should ask about my host.

"Shelia, I have to ask you something. Is Adam going to be ok with what happened last night?" I said rather shyly.

"What happened that you think he might have a problem with, John?" She shot back in the way an old grammar school teacher of mine used to talk.

"Oh I see how it is. You and Reggie fuck me until I am dizzy and then play games the next morning," I snapped feeling a little embarrassed and a lot angry.

"Whoa, tiger. You don't have anything to worry about as far as Adam is concerned. He makes no claim on you," She said calmly in the face of my obvious anger.

"And you and his buddy Sir Reginald, he doesn't make claims there either?" I asked somewhat confused.

"He doesn't make those kind of claims on anyone. Fuck you are in the damn brotherhood! You should understand this shit," She replied clearly becoming pissed at my questions.

Impulsively, I grabbed her arm and took her face in my other hand. I stared into her eyes preparing to defend the brotherhood from an outsider.

"I don't know what the hell you know about our fraternity or why you know it. But I am sure that no member no matter how close you may be would tolerate it being spoken about in that tone," I said in a purposefully menacing tone. 

She was visibly shaken by my outburst.

"John, please, I am sorry. I just didn't; know why you were so concerned. As for what I know about the brotherhood and how I know it, I am the personal assistant to the grand poobah, babe. I believe the term you guys use is a chick with special status. That being as it may you were quite correct to call me on my tone when speaking to a brother."

Her sudden contrite posture threw me off. I wondered if Adam had made her some sort of auxiliary member and she feared I would turn her in for punishment. 

"I'm sorry too, Shelia," I said letting go her arm. "It was odd hearing the brotherhood being spoken of by a woman. Your irreverence on top of that set me off."

As I finished my sentence Adam entered the room.

"As well it should, brother John. Your instincts are amazing," he said offering his hand.

"Good morning, greetings brother," I said as I took his hand.

"Sheila there are some papers on my desk that need your attention. Jeff Cord agreed to the terms last night. John, if you would join me on my daily walk I think we could clear up some of those question spinning around in your head."

Shelia acknowledged her orders and headed for the main house as Adam and I headed down a path that seemingly disappeared into the dense foliage. In places the path wasn't even wide enough for the two of us to walk abreast. In those places I slipped behind Adam. After about a quarter of a mile we came to a longs series of steps that were carved into the terrain. The gently sloping stairs disappeared just ahead of us as it turned around one of the island's jutting rock formations. Adam spoke for the first time since leaving the cottage as we began to climb the stone stairway.

"John, this route is a bit of a workout, but well worth the effort," Was all he said.

The lack of conversation was unsettling.

"Adam, I am sorry if I have disappointed you," I managed to say as we made our way around the huge rock.

"Don't be ridicules. You have done nothing but make me proud and delighted that I have vested my faith in you."

"I thought maybe my sleeping with Shelia and Reggie might be an issue."

"Not at all. I was somewhat surprised that Shelia was so interested in you truthfully, but I never had a doubt that Sir Reggie would get that hot cock of yours somehow."

"Then why the silence? Is there a problem with me having fucked Shelia?"

"Of course not. If you want to talk then talk. I am just focused on getting to the destination. As for Shelia I said I was surprised not angry."

"Are you saying she acted uncharacteristically last night?" I asked growing ever more curious. 

"In the ten years that I have known Shelia she has almost never impulsively slept with a guy she just met. She has never gone bed with any other brothers your age. She tends to be more conservative in her choice of sex partners. Now don't get me wrong she is a wild one behind closed doors with a select few and as you know she is an amazing fuck."

"Wow," Was the only thing that came from my mouth.

Though my exclamation was partially due to Adam's words the major cause was the view that had suddenly sprung up before us. As we came around another turn it seemed the whole of the belly of island was laid out. The foliage was like a green tarp laid out leading to the sparkling azure sea beyond. The splendor of nature's canvas was stunning.

"Is this what you brought me to see?" I asked as I stared awestruck at the view.

"Only in part; our destination is still some distance away. It is a place I take very few people. I think of it as my private Eden," He said in a sincere and almost reverent tone. 

"Adam this whole island is paradise," I sighed happily.

"Some parts more so that others," He retorted as the steps began to descend into the small valley. 

When we again reached soft ground I heard the faint sound of a stream or small river gurgling nearby. As we moved through the thickening vegetation the gurgle became louder. About fifteen minutes after leaving the stone steps behind we emerged into a clearing. Directly in front of me I could see swift moving stream. But there was nothing to explain the loudest of the water until Adam took hold of shoulders and turned me around. I shaded my eyes from the sun and there appeared a pristine stream of foamy water cascading down the rock face. 

He slipped his arms around me, kissed the back of my neck and then whispered in my ear, "Very few humans have ever beheld this sight."

I was awe struck and honored that he was sharing such a place with me. I could feel my flesh tingling and knew he could feel me trembling as I took in the waterfall and surrounding area. He drew me tighter to his body and nuzzled my shoulder. 

After a minute he urged, "Come there is more."

He took my hand and led me along the bank of the stream toward the tumbling waters. At the base of the falls was a narrow opening in the rock. We had to turn sideways to fit through. It was cool and misty inside the small cave. But there was light because a chunk of the far wall was missing. The opening revealed a curtain of falling water. He led me to within a foot of the backside of the falls and then lifted my hand into the streaming water. He let go my hand and bade me to taste as he brought a handful of liquid to his lips. It was cool and perhaps the purest water I had ever tasted. When I turned toward him he was smiling broadly and had a look of pure lust in his eyes. I felt more wanted at that moment than I had ever felt before.

"I want you to make love to me," He moaned softly.

It seemed that our clothes were off in an instant. The cool dampness of the cave was sensual contrast to the warmth of his bare flesh against my body as we kissed. Soon we were on the soft floor of the cave, rolling around on a mattress of moss. Our fingers danced over each other's bodies. His touch sent jolts of electrically charged pleasure streaming over my flesh. We were soon covered in mud. I imagined we looked like some primitive tribesmen who ritually covered their bodies in mud wrestling to prove our manhood. After a long time of rolling around he pinned me to the floor and began to hump his cock against mine. We developed a kind of rhythm rubbing our cocks together while kissing wildly. 

"Oh, god, Adam, I'm cumming!" Echoed off the wall as a surprise orgasm took hold of my senses

Before my orgasm had subsided he had cum too. 

"Wow that was fucking amazing!" I exclaimed once I caught my breath.

"Yeah, but you are one messy fucking lover!" He chimed in. "You chose the bed," I shot back laughing.

"Didn't think about the mud. I have never made love in here before."

"Are you serious? Why me then?" I asked surprised to get such an honor.

"I am not sure. I just knew I wanted to bring you here and make love. I am glad I did, you are very special."

"So are you, Adam," I answered before kissing him softly. 

"I think we need a shower," He said as he got to his feet.

Before I could reply he ran through the curtain of water and disappeared. I quickly ran after him and found myself in a gently swirling pool of water at the base of the falls. We froliced like little kids in the cool waters for at least an hour. 

"John, I would love to stay here playing with you all day, but I have some business I must attend to. I will be busy until dinner but I have the whole evening free to be with you. I hope you will spend your last night on island in bed with me. We can invite Shelia to join us if you like," He said as he held me in his arms.

"Adam, thank you for today and everything. I am totally overwhelmed by you and your generosity and this place. Yes! God! I would love to spend the night in your bed. With or without Shelia that is up to you" I answered excitedly.

He kissed me and then led me back through the waterfall. We retrieved the clothes we had hurriedly shed earlier and quickly dressed. He assured me that they would dry on our walk back. As we made our way along the secret path he talked to me about his plans for my future. He explained that if I took his offer I would start as a summer intern learning his business. Once I graduated he would pay for me to continue my studies at the university graduate business school. In four years with MBA in hand and several summers of learning his business I would be ready to assume an important place in his organization. He added that I was already beginning to occupy an important place in his heart. I accepted his offer without hesitation.

We began to talk some about the people I had met at the reception. He told me that he had had many favorable comments about me as they departed the island. When I apologized for missing the departures he told me not worry about that. He added that the ones leaving by boat were still on the island for a couple more hours. He wanted me to handle their send off. As we reached the end of the stone steps the subject of Reggie came up.

"You know you have another ardent admire after last night," He said causally. "Reggie really likes you."

"He is a great guy and a lot of fun."

"Not to mention that fucking talented pussy he keeps hidden in his butt."

We both laughed and I asked, "Fuck, yeah, how the hell does he do that shit?"

"I don't know. Seems like something that can't be taught."

"Adam, are you sure everything was ok with him? Disappearing without a goodbye made it seem like it was just a fuck he could take or leave."

"Trust me; he definitely would have preferred to stay. But he had business to get to and you were sound asleep. I think his words were something like the lad didn't even twitch when I gave him a big wet kiss on that sexy arse." 

I took him on his word and decided not to worry about Reggie. As we walked past Shelia's cottage, I had a bit of a wistful feeling. I guess the truth was that I wanted her to join Adam and me that night. There was of course no way I would have mentioned that to him since I didn't want him to get the idea I didn't want him. Honestly, I had mixed feelings. Feelings I wasn't sure I should have at all. There was defiantly more than just simple physical attraction going on. 

When we reached the main house we headed upstairs to our separate rooms for showers and clean clothes. He left me at my door after a very hot kiss. As I showered I wished that he had joined me. The thought of another go at putting him up against the tiles stirred my imagination and raised my cock to full mast. Having dried and tossed aside my towel in the bathroom I was a bit embarrassed to walk into the bedroom rock hard and find Adam's valet waiting to help me dress. Though he didn't say anything I was certain he took a good look at my engorged dick as he asked me what sort of attire I would like to wear. As casually as I could manage I told that I would be going down to the docks to hang out and then see off Adam's guests. I left the actual choice of attire to him as I quickly slipped on the brand new underwear he had already laid out. 

Thankfully he didn't object to me dressing myself once he gathered the clothing. He left me with a smile and a slight wink. He had chosen simple clothes appropriate for a warm day outside; khaki shorts and a very expensive designer polo shirt. The Docksider boating shoes weren't really my style but I wore them anyway. Not really knowing what else to do with myself while I waited for departure time I headed down to the dock. Adam's yacht was waiting there, gleaming in the sun, seemingly deserted. 

I went aboard to see if I could find someone with a schedule. I wanted to be sure to be there to see the guests off. I was treating it like my first official duty as Adam's employee. I ran into the first mate as he came up from below decks. He explained that most of the crew including the captain were ashore taking care of personal business. It would be about three hours before the guests came aboard he added and told me to make myself at home if I liked. I decided to take in the sea view from the aft sun deck before going ashore for more island exploration. As I came around the salon on the starboard walkway a vast expanse of shimmer azure sea was laid out before me. The magnificent vastness of the open sea was nearly overwhelming.

As I reached the stairway that led to the sun deck I noticed moment on the deck below. I shaded my eyes to so I could investigate and discovered that Hector was laying on a deck chair totally nude with his cock in hand. His eyes were closed and the glare of the sun likely would have prevented him seeing me anyway. His somewhat short sinewy body was uniformly tanned indicating he spent much time out in the sun nude. Once again I learned that height was not always proportional to cock length. Though I knew he was no more than five-seven at most his cock was definitely well over average length. Sweat beaded and glistened on his muscular arm as he pumped his enticing cock in his fist. 

I knew I should just climb the stairway as I had intended and leave him to finish pleasuring himself. But I was far too fascinated with the show and just stood watching between the two decks. His hand slid up and down his rigid pole and his expression showed genuine passion. I wondered what fantasy was fueling his pleasure. At that point my own cock had grown hard in my shorts. Without thought I began to fondle myself through the fabric as I watched the sexy cabin boy stroke his hot cock in the sun. In another minute desire overcame reason and I practically leapt down the stairway to the deck below. I don't remember if I walked or ran to his side as my mind was a blur.

"Ola, Hector," I said as I stood next to him.

His eyes popped opened and he tried to cover his large erection to no avail.

"Oh sir, I am sorry. Guests were not supposed to arrive for some time. Please don't tell.."

I cut him off and said, "Relax, Hector. I won't tell anyone what a hot sexy guy you are," As I sat down on the end of his lounge chair.

He smiled at me as I began to massage his leg. I worked my hand up from his calf, over his knee to his muscular thigh. He squirmed a bit as my fingers danced over his taught flesh. I moved my hand inside his thigh and tickled him just below his balls. He began to giggle. I would have stopped but his boyish laugh was intoxicating. When my finger tips reached his ball sack his giggling quickly turned to soft moaning. I fondled his large nuts for a few minutes before moving my hand to his long, veiny shaft. His cock was dark hued like his body. Though uncut his mushroom was fully emerged. His cock head was even darker. The chocolate coloring and shape put thoughts of Hersey kisses in my head. 

I shifted position so I could bring my other hand into the game. As I moved my thumb to his leaking cock head I took hold of the base of his dick with my other hand. He stared at me as I slid my fingers into his thick silky pubic hair while rubbing and squeezing his cock head. I bent down and tasted his free flowing precum with my tongue. I moved one finger below his balls and into his ass crack. I teased his tight pucker as I sucked on his swollen cockhead. He moaned something in Spanish that I didn't understand. I lifted my head and looked up at his sweet face.

"Hector, I want to fuck you!" I gasped. "Do you understand?"

"Si. Yes please, cójame por favor, sí!" He gasped mixing languages passionately. 

I knew si meant yes. I didn't care what the rest of it meant. I stood up and quickly stripped as Hector moved to his hands and knees. His ass was too sweaty to lick so I spit into my palm and worked my saliva into his tight orifice. As soon as I was able to get two fingers into him I moved into position behind him. I spit into my hand again and coated my cock as best I could before guiding the head to his winking rosebud. As I pushed forward he pushed back capturing my cock. I was amazed at how easily and quickly he took me deep into his body considering how tight he was and the lack of lube. He began to buck encouraging me to ride him hard. I held on tightly to his sweaty hips as the ride became increasingly wild. He was moaning and saying what I imagined to be sexual thoughts in Spanish as his rectal muscles squeezed and massaged my invading cock. I felt my balls tightening and knew that my climax was building rapidly. 

I looked up and shouted my passion to the blue Caribbean sky. In almost the same spot I had stood watching Hector jerk off, I saw a uniformed figure. The intensity of the sun made it impossible to tell which of the crew was watching the show. Even if I had cared there was no way I could have stopped at that point. Instead, I reached under Hector's body and took hold of his throbbing cock. I wanted him to cum with me and began to jerk him off as I continued driving my cock in and out of his ass. Suddenly his rectum contracted and clamped onto my dick making all movement impossible. His cock spasmed in my hand. He was cumming and from the sounds of his cries it was an intense orgasm. Before the last spurt exited his cock I came deep inside his body. My body jerked around with his ass still clamped onto my dick. Amid the pleasure thoughts of having my dick break off inside him flashed in my head. Fortunately once his orgasm finished he relaxed and my cock popped out of his cum filled asshole.




They Are A-OK Ch. 17



As we sat next to each other silently recovering from our climaxes, I looked up to see that our audience was gone. I still don't know who it was or if I might have imagined the watcher. In another minute Hector thanked me and told me that he had to go get ready for duty. I sat there watching his sexy brown ass as he walked away. Once he disappeared through a hatch I quickly got dressed. I left the ship without seeing anyone and took a walk to kill the rest of the time before I too would be on duty.

When I returned to the dock it was alive with activity. The guests were due in few minutes and the crew was readying the yacht to depart. Paul waved at me from his perch outside the bridge and then went back to supervising his crew. From the model of efficiency I saw it seemed unlikely to me that they really needed much supervision. I turned when Hector came down a path with a large cart load of baggage. He smiled and nodded but did not stop to speak to me. I supposed that duty precluded any personal contact. Bubbles appeared behind the boat indicating that the powerful engines had come to life. Though they could propel the yacht swiftly over the seas they were amazingly quiet. The first of the departing guests came down as I was contemplating the engineering feat. 

Frederick Trankhorn, president of a major airline was a slight man who if you saw him on the street you would not likely take much notice. Reggie told me that the man was a tiger in business negotiations who was feared by most of the Fortune 500 CEOs. He wasn't AOK and as far as Reggie knew didn't have any interest at all in sex. For some reason I imagined that Fred might be quite the tiger in bed with his wife or secretary as the case might be.

"Mr. Trankhorn, Adam sends his regrets at not being able to see you off personally. He hopes you will understand that business calls," I said as I shock his hand.

"Of course, John, so good of you to see me off. It was a great pleasure meeting you. I am sure that you will make Adam very proud. But should you find working for him too demanding don't hesitate to contact me. I am always on the lookout for talented young men," He replied holding my hand the whole time.

That comment and his wink suggested that Reggie and I were both wrong about Fred's sexual preferences. It was not really of much interest to me anyway. Though it was nice to have options, as long as Adam wanted me Fred didn't have a chance of luring me away. He was followed in quick succession by seven more men and two women. All of them expressed similar thoughts about my future with Adam. Only one more expressed a thought about a possible future that didn't include Adam. However, that suggestion was not veiled as a business offer. 

Felicity Culbertson was a fifty year old widow and former model that could have easily passed for being fifteen years younger. She was fit and sexy with auburn curls that danced over her shoulders leading ones eyes to her always displayed cleavage. Her husband who was almost forty years older than her died leaving her in charge of a large financial empire. Rumors were that Daniel Culbertson had made his initial fortune in the drug trade mostly as an importer of high quality opiates from Asia. He parleyed his illegal profits into legitimate businesses. When he died he was one of the wealthiest men in the world. It turned out that Felicity was even more adapt at business than her late husband. She was also it seemed very direct when she wanted something.

"John, I am so sorry that you disappeared from the party. I was hoping that we might get to know each other better in private last night," She said in a seductive tone after we exchanged pleasantries.

Though her meaning was nearly crystal clear, I choose to push the subject.

"Ms Culbertson had I known there were things you wanted to know about me I certainly would have made time to have had another conversation with you," I said hoping she might be more explicit with her desires. 

"It wasn't exactly conversation that I was thinking of, John," She added as she brought her perfectly manicured fingers to my cheek. "Perhaps you will visit me when we are both in the States. I am only a couple hours drive from your school."

I saw Paul making his way down to the gang plank and knew that I had very little time to bring my conversation to a climax.

"As you know I am committed to working for Adam. I would not want to waste your time if your plan is to tempt me to work for you," I said quickly hoping she would lay her cards on the table.

"My interest is more personal than business, John. I was hoping we might get together and fuck each other's brains out," She said as if asking me to take in a movie while smiling sweetly. 

Before turning away she handed me her card and told me to call her. She walked off toward the approaching yacht captain leaving me standing there speechless. Paul greeted her and then approached me as she headed up the gang plank. 

"Bad news I am afraid, John. We won't have an opportunity to get better acquainted after all. The boss is sending the Yacht elsewhere and you will be taking a chopper off the island," He said sounding genuinely disappointed.

"Maybe there will be another opportunity as I plan to be around a lot in the future."

"Sounds like a plan. By the way you should know something about Felicity. She is hot and according someone I know knows is an amazing fuck. But she is also a fucking rich bitch that can be as vicious as a great white. Be careful with that cougar, man-eaters like that cunt chew up sexy young guys like you for sport," He said and shock my hand. 

As he walked away and the gang plank was pulled up I wondered what kind of world I was getting into. I stood waving to the guests on deck as the mooring lines were untied and the yacht headed off to sea. I felt disappointed but I wasn't really sure the reason. Missing out on my date with Paul wasn't that big of a deal. I wasn't all that sure I would have been in any shape for sex with the captain after my night with Adam anyway. The news about Felicity while concerning was also not such a big thing. I somehow doubted that she would cross Adam by coming after his fair-haired boy whether I took her up on the sex offer or not. 

For the first time I looked at the card that I was holding in my hand. It had just her first name and a phone number with the word private in parenthesis. A lingering scent caused me to raise the card to my nose. It was the same subtle fragrance that surrounded the woman like the illusion of cleanliness clings to the morning air after an overnight rain. I slipped the card into my pocket postponing the decision of what to do until another day. 

I still had hours before I was due to join Adam for dinner. I chose to take a walk along a path that led in a direction I hadn't gone up to that point. It ran from the dock along the seawall for several hundred yards before turning in toward the island. At first I thought it might just be another path leading up to the main house. However, I quickly realized that I was not going toward the house or any part of the island I had seen. The path was fairly wide and here and there I could see wheel marks. I was fairly sure the only vehicles on the island were the electric cars that resembled golf carts that ferried supplies from the docks. Again the thought that I was on some sort of service road and would eventually find myself at the main house entered my head. 

Surprisingly, even with the wide path the denseness of the foliage prevented me from seeing in any direction but straight ahead. I had walked about twenty minutes when I came upon a compound of small buildings that could best be described as a village. Since I did not think that there were any native inhabitants on Adam's island I was surprised to find such a place. Additionally, I found it puzzling that I had not been able to see the buildings from Adam's sun deck. As I moved into the cluster of buildings I looked around trying to get a bearing as to where I was on the island. I discovered that the buildings were located so that the natural terrain of the island prevented seeing anything that helped with determining my location. I could not see the docks, nor the house, nor the bungalows or even the sea. 

I felt an odd sensation akin to fear. I had a fleeting thought that I had entered some sort of real life horror movie and Jason or Freddy Krueger might pop up at any moment. Of course just like in horror movies I did not run away. Instead I moved into the middle of the cluster of small buildings. I jumped when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. When I turned I discovered that it was not a ghoul but a girl who I judged to be somewhere in her late teens that I had seen come from one of the buildings. She had long blond hair and dark deeply tanned skin. She was scantily dressed in what appeared to a homemade bikini style top and a pair of shorts that might have caused Daisy Duke to blush. 

"Sir, can I help you? Are you lost?" She asked clearly confused by my presence.

"No not lost. I was just out for a walk. But I am a bit curious as to what this place is,' I said in my most non-threatening tone then quickly added, "Oh I am sorry, my name is John."

"I'm Alicia and this is my home. Do you work for the boss, Mr. Donaldson?"

"I guess you could say that. What about you? Why are you on the island?"

"My family all work for the boss. My mother is a cook. My father and two brothers do maintenance. Ms Edwards promised me that there will be a position for me after I turn 20 next month."

She was a year or two older than I thought at first. For some reason that thought brought a smile to my face. When she returned the smile my heart skipped a beat. She was gorgeous and had an alluring innocence about her. She was very different than any of the women I knew.

"What job will you be doing?" I asked hoping to extend our conversation and my time with the pretty and exotic girl.

"My mother says that since I am pretty I should be lucky and not have a hard job at first. I will probably just be one of the girls that entertain guests. If I am real lucky maybe the boss will favor me in particular and keep me for himself," She said so sweetly and innocently that one would think the idea was the most natural thing in the world. 

I moved closer as I pressed for details, "How do you mean entertain guests?"

She giggled and replied, "As woman are supposed to entertain. Don't women entertain where you live?"

I didn't really have an answer to that question, only another question of my own, "Are you saying your job will be to have sex with guests or Mr. Donaldson?"

"Of course if that pleases them. You are a puzzling man. Do you not have girls to take care of your needs?"

"I suppose we do. But your way is a little different and probably better than ours."

She didn't press for details thankfully. I would not have known how to explain the complexities of American society to one who seemingly saw life in very simple terms.

"You said you work for the boss, but you are dressed more like a guest. Just what do you do John?"

"I am a student, Alicia. I suppose I am actually a guest this weekend. In the future I will be working for Mr. Donaldson if things work out," I explained. 

"Well, if you are a guest it is ok if you want to fuck me," She said as if she was offering me a glass of water as she let loose her top.

The colorful cloth fell to the ground revealing her stunning tanned breasts. Her pert firm looking medium sized tits had large dark areolas framing nearly perfect erect nipples. There was no denying my desire. Even if my facial expression did not give away my thoughts the bulge in my shorts surely did. Her innocent sexuality, her beauty and her stunningly gorgeous body combined to create an alluring package. But I hesitated. Something was nagging at the far edges of my mind. Could it be a test, I wondered. If it was a test what was the correct answer? Would it displease Adam for me to fuck his little toy? I stood unable to decide my next move.

She stepped forward, took my hand and said, "Don't worry, John. It is allowed. I am not a virgin. Mr. Donaldson took care of that and my mother has seen that I have been trained to please a man," She said softly, "Or woman if that is required."

The last part seemed to be added in an attempt to arouse me further. I assumed she had been told that men find the idea of two women having sex erotic. I needed no further arousing. I wanted to fuck her. But still I could not understand the situation. Logically, it could not have been a test. I was not led to the village. I had stumbled upon that path on my own. It was happenstance. There was one final question I needed answered though.

"Alicia, do you want to have sex with me or are you just doing this to please a guest?" I asked needing her to want me and not to be a paid whore serving the boss's guest.

"Yes," She began in a sincere tone. "I have only been with the boss and those that came to help with my training. Soon, I will be with people chosen for me to entertain. I chose to be with you today. I may not get to make such a choice again for a long time. Someday, when I am no longer young and pretty, I will be allowed to marry one of the workers. I will become a cook or a maid and we will raise a family. Maybe I will even teach my daughter to entertain for whoever is boss when she grows up."

I didn't say anything as I let her lead me into the cottage. The main room was open. It seemed to serve multiple purposes. There was a kitchen on one end that looked like those found in efficiencies. Through and open door I could see one small bedroom. I assumed that was where her parents slept. There were a couple of mats rolled up against another wall that I imagined served as beds for her brothers. She led me to a little curtained off area where there was a small mattress that comprised her bedroom. 

She smiled and began to undress me. Once she pulled my shirt off she asked me to sit so that she could remove my shoes and socks. I was mesmerized watching her carefully untie and remove each shoe. She massaged my feet after taking off my socks. She remained on her knees when I stood so she could take off my shorts. As soon as I was nude she began to lick my cock while gently fondling my balls. Her small pink tongue danced over my cock sending chills running along my spine. When she took my shaft into her mouth I think I might have cum instantly if I hadn't had sex so recently. After a long while of pleasuring me with her talented mouth she stood and kissed me softly.

"Your cock is beautiful, John. I am sorry that I must rush you a bit. My family will return home soon," She said as she let her shorts fall to the floor.

She lay upon her bed and urged me to come take her. I looked down at her beautiful naked body laid out so innocent and sensual as she uninhibitedly offered herself to me. It was clear that she sunned in the nude as the bare shaven skin around her pussy was as evenly dark as the rest of her flesh. She spread her legs and seductively slid her delicate hand down her belly. She parted her labia with her fingers showing me the tantalizing pink of her inner folds. Though she continued to urge me to fuck her I couldn't resist tasting her. I crawled between her legs and lowered my face to her sex. She used her fingers to spread her soft, moist, puffy lips wider to give me full access. 

As I began to lick her she guided my attention to her clit. Her moans told me that I had found the intended spot. The taste of her cunt was a mixture of salt and sweetness. As her juices flowed over my face I felt like I was devouring an exotic tropical fruit. Suddenly she gripped the back of my head and pressed my face hard to sex. I struggled to breathe while continuing to lick her large engorged clit. She cried out and clutched at me as she writhed on the bed. Her orgasms came in waves causing her to thrash about while demanding I continue to eat her. I happily complied with her moaning begging for more. When finally her demands changed to insisting that I fuck her I crawled up her body. 

Her juices dripped from my chin as she opened her legs wider and wrapped them around my torso. I kissed her hard cutting off her plaintive moans as my cock found its mark. Her cunt enveloped my throbbing rod as she drew me in with her strong thighs. She locked her legs around me as her pussy swallowed every inch of my aching cock. Our bodies ground together. Had we been on a bed rather than a thin mattress on the floor the intensity of our fucking likely would have broken the frame. Intense pleasure coursed through my body. She dug her nails into my back as she raked her fingers over my skin. Later I would see the bloody scratches in the bathroom mirror. At the moment all I felt was the passion of our encounter. I ground my cock deep inside her as I felt the dam begin to burst. My orgasm was so powerful that my entire body shook as I collapsed atop her. She held me, caressing me and whispering how wonderful I was.

To my horror when my senses returned I realized someone else was in the room.

"Alicia!" A woman I assumed was her mother yelled.

I feared I was about to be attacked for molesting the woman's daughter.

"When you entertain the guests close the curtain!" The woman continued as she ran over and pulled the nearly useless threadbare fabric over to hide Alicia's bed.

To my surprise Alicia started giggling as she apologized to her mother. Then she told me that I should go before her brothers got home. She explained that while they understood how things were they wouldn't like to see her with a man. Before she let go of me she kissed me and thanked me. I tried to protest that it was me who should be doing the thanking, but she insisted that I had given her a great gift. I hoped I would have another chance to talk with her and learn more about her life as I scrambled around trying to get dressed while not exposing myself to her mother who I was certain was still in the room. Alicia just laid there naked, unashamed as I dressed.

Once dressed I bent down and kissed her cheek before stepping through the curtain. I was relieved to find the room empty. My relief was short lived when I stepped out the front door. Alicia's mother was there along with two young men I figured were her sons. The resemblance to Alicia was unmistakable. It seemed that the girl was the middle child as one looked to be in his early twenties and the other was probably not yet 18. 

"Oh sir, it is you. I saw you at dinner last night. We are honored that you visited our home. I hope my daughter pleased you," The woman said as the boys tried to give me menacing looks.

I managed a weak, "Thank you," and a nod.

"Did something displease you, sir?" She asked clearly concerned.

"Oh, no I assure you that I am very happy ma'am," I quickly replied.

Her older son made a noise and kicked at the ground. She turned and slapped him hard while admonishing him to be respectful to the boss's guests. I could see he wanted to say something. His eyes were hard and sad at the same time. I wondered how I would feel were the situation reversed. But I had no sister and couldn't begin to understand the life those people led. I vowed that someday I would get know them.

"Please sir, forgive my, Gregory. He forgets his manners sometimes when it comes to his sister," She said softly as she pushed him toward me.

He extended his hand and did his best to offer an apology. As I assured him that I held no ill thoughts toward him I noticed for the first time that his features were different from his brother and sister. I was certain that he had not been fathered by the same man as his brother and sister. I supposed that Alicia's mother had once entertained guests and had been impregnated, probably even before she married. I wondered if the boy knew that his father was likely a wealthy white man and not the dark skinned Latino man that was approaching us at that moment. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 17



"Sir, this is my husband, Raul. This is Mr. Donaldson's special guest, Raul. Alicia was entertaining him," She said in a happy tone.

Though he smiled and greeted me warmly with a happy sound in his voice I could see the sadness in his eyes as we shook hands. Suddenly I wasn't so sure about the island being paradise; at least not for everyone. 

"Woman, did you offer the gentleman refreshment. I am sure he is not used to this heat, He admonished his wife probably as a way of venting anger he could not show toward me. "I am sorry sir; she gets addled around handsome young men like you. She hasn't even told us your name."

"Oh, I am sorry, I am John Campanelli. I will have to turn down your further hospitality though; I am expected at the house shortly."

"Of course, I understand. I am sure you have more important things to do than stand around my humble home."

I had no idea how to reply to that. The truth was I would have loved to stay there and get to know that family better. I did not want them to think I came by to fuck Alicia and was done with them. But I did have to go get ready for dinner with Adam. Fortunately Alicia came out just at that moment relieving me of the need to respond. She was wearing a very short shift-like dress. She was obviously braless and I imagined pantiless as well.

"Papa welcome..." She started. "Oh sir, you are still here. Is something wrong?"

"No Alicia, everything is wonderful. I was just enjoying meeting the rest of your family. But unfortunately I must go. Mr. Donaldson is expecting me," I said smiling broadly. 

"I can show you the back path. It will be much faster for you," She said excitedly.

"Good idea, child. But do go all the way with him so he doesn't get lost," Her father instructed before wishing me good health. 

I made sure that the two brothers went inside with her father before going off toward an unseen path with Alicia. The path was narrow and not well graded. It seemed that it had likely been created by foot traffic. Once we were completely obscured within the dense foliage she stopped and turned to me. 

"Would you kiss me, please, John?" She asked sounding a bit like Oliver Twist when he asked for more gruel at the orphanage.

I didn't say anything. I just took her into my arms and softly pressed my lips to hers. Her tongue met mine as I caressed her lower back. She locked her hands around my neck and moved up on her toes as our kiss deepened. I slid my hands lower, cupped her ass and lifted her into the air. She gripped my waist with her legs as our tongues danced back and forth between our mouths. Minutes later our lips separated and each of us gasped for a breath of air. She sighed softly as she slid her legs down and regained her feet. 

"Sir, I hope you will visit again and want to see me," She said and took my hand to lead me the rest of the way.

"I would like that, Alicia. I would also like you to call me John always."

"Ok, John, now come on lets go before my parents think we stopped to fuck in the woods."

I couldn't help but laugh. Her use of the word fuck seemed so incongruous with her nature and the obvious meaning she meant to portray. She had a confused look on her face but did not ask any questions. Instead she just smiled at me sweetly. I supposed that she considered my laugh some strange foreign custom. She led me to a rear entrance to the house. I was able to get in and slip upstairs without being noticed. I showered and put on the suit that had been laid out for me. I was thankful that there wasn't a tie to be found. Truth was the outfit seemed a bit odd to me, but if that is how Adam wanted me dressed I didn't care. 

The suit was normal enough it was made of a lightweight cream colored material. But there was no underwear laid out. When I went to the dresser to get a pair I found a note that simply said go commando tonight. That made me wonder what kinky game Adam had in mind. The shirt was one of those tropical things that seem to be very popular on cruise ships. This one had a scene that could have been on Adam's island on the back and a multicolored parrot on the front. For my feet there were no socks, just a pair of leather thong style sandals. It seemed like Adam was going to be in hurry to get my clothes off. After my afternoon romps with Hector and Alicia, I hoped I could perform well enough to make him happy.



They Are A-OK Ch. 18



When I came down the stairs I was directed to meet Adam in the conservatory by one of the staff. After receiving directions to the one room that was left off my tour, I discovered that conservatory was a fancy way of saying sun room. It was a very fancy sunroom. Except for the wall that connected to the main house the room was made entirely of glass including the roof. The glass was very heavy looking and cut in various sized panes that were set in a metal framework. The glass walls had stained glass scenes inset in them every couple of feet. The myriad of live plants made it seem that the island's vegetation was invading the house. Adam was standing at a wicker and rattan bar sipping a brown liquid from an expensive cut crystal tumbler. 

The first thing I noticed was that he was barefoot. That realization was followed by the observation that his attire was far less formal than mine. He wore khaki shorts and what turned out to be a Ralph Lauren polo shirt. I pondered whether or not he was wearing underwear. I had never really looked at his legs before that day. They were lean and muscular and covered with a wispy coat of soft light fir. If I had seen only his legs I would have taken him to be a guy of near my own age. 

"Ah John, there you are," He said happily when he noticed me standing in the doorway. 

I was a bit embarrassed as I felt like I had been caught staring at him. If he realized that I had been he didn't let it show.

"Come, join me in a cocktail," He added as I stepped into the room.

When I reached the bar he kissed me lightly on the lips and told me to help myself to a drink. I stepped behind the bar and poured a rum and coke. Unlike Adam I had not learned to drink straight whisky. Even the expensive stuff he stocked I found difficult to swallow straight. Though he didn't make a comment about my choice of libation, I sensed that I would have to learn to 'drink like a man' soon. 

He raised his glass in toast, "To your future!"

We each took a long sip of our drink. Then he reached over and took my free hand in his.

"John you are going to be a very great success and I am thrilled that I will be mentoring you."

"Adam, I am so grateful for everything. But I um ........"

"What is it John?"

"I have a concern that I want to ask about, but I do not want to offend you or have you think I am in anyway ungrateful," I replied nervously.

My fear of becoming his fuck toy was very real. It would have been an easy role for me to fall into. His world was captivating. Even if he wasn't so handsome and sexy and I wasn't bisexual I think I could have been lured into giving him my body in exchange for such luxury.

"John, I can see you are genuinely fearful of something. I likely can guess what it is. But if our association is to work out we must be open and honest with each other. You never need to fear asking me any question."

"Ok, Adam. My concern is that you are buying me, or more specifically buying my services."

"John, I am not trying to make you my whore or mistress. Hmmm I guess in this case my mister," He said and laughed at his own dumb joke. "Your working for me has no sexual strings attached. I think you will be an asset and I can help you with certain things. Sex-wise, I think you are hot and fucking is a bonus. If you do not want a personal relationship we can keep it all business."

"Oh god no, Adam! As great an opportunity as having you as my mentor and working for you is, I would take the personal relationship over it. I don't want you to think I am doing anything for the money nor do I want you to think that I would do those things for the money."

"Then we feel the same. Come on let's go eat. Oh I am sorry to say that Shelia will not be joining us this evening. She left the island, her father is ill. If you like I am sure we can find another to join us though."

"I am very happy to spend the night alone with you."

Dinner was served on an open patio adjacent to the conservatory. The staff left us alone once the food had been served. We talked and laughed as we ate enjoying the intimate setting. I felt like I was on a very nice date. 

"So John, did you enjoy your exploring after seeing the guests off?" He asked after a bit.

"Yes, your island is beautiful."

"I hear you may have met one of the island's native beauties, Alicia," He added casually.

"Yes, I did, she is certainly a beauty. I hope that isn't a problem."

"Of course not."

"I do not understand something. How can she be a native? This is a private island that I assume was not inhabited before all this was built."

"Your assumption is mostly correct. She is a native because she like her mother was born here. Her father is a more recent immigrant."

He went on to briefly explain the history of the island. The island was first inhabited over two hundred years earlier when a wealthy Frenchman from Martinique purchased it with the intention of growing bananas for export to the Atlantic coast of America. As he was antislavery he engaged a couple dozen indentured servants to begin the process of clearing and planting as well as construction of the first buildings. After about five years he had developed a barely profitable enterprise and the island had a population of around a hundred consisting of the indentured workers and their families. That year the island took a direct hit from a major hurricane. Every structure on the island as well as the banana groves was destroyed. Worse nearly half the population was killed. 

The Frenchman abandoned his enterprise and deeded the island to the remaining inhabitants. Some chose to leave and others were killed by various diseases as they tried to rebuild their lives and subsist off the land and sea. A census recorded by the island council ten years after the hurricane placed the population at 28 souls representing six families. Diaries from that time portray an Eden like existence similar to what the American hippies of the nineteen-sixties sought in communal living. Except for an occasional trader the people were left alone by the outside world for over fifty years. The population remained more or less steady and is believed to have been around forty when the next major event occurred on the island.

In 1825 a pirate discovered the cove which now serves as the island's marina. The cove's configuration made the island an ideal hideout. The docile population was no match for the seasoned pirates and those that survived the initial attack came under the pirate captain's thumb. Eden quickly became hell. Fifteen years later the pirate's main ship was sunk while out pillaging and the leader was taken to Tortula and hung. The majority of the remaining pirates left on a small frigate the next year. A few remained and joined the surviving original population of 22 to begin a new life. 

It wasn't until the early 1900's that the island was again discovered by the outside world. This time it was by a wealthy American industrialist that wanted to build a winter home in the islands. The small remaining population agreed to sell him the island in exchange for a guarantee of lifetime work and support. The house that was begun at that time formed the core of Adam's house. New workers came to the island increasing the population. However, western ideas of propriety did not penetrate the long closed society. The natives maintained their innocent natural ways in regard to most matters; most notably in their sexual habits. It was a later owner that truly exploited that innocence however. 

The industrialist's son inherited the estate a year before the market crash heralded in the great depression. His creditors took the island and sold it far too cheaply to a man who had kept all his wealth in gold and real estate and therefore was relatively unscathed by the market crash and bank failures. He arrived on the island in 1932 and remained there until he died in 1960. For all of those years he took great advantage of the native population's sexual openness. The stories say that he enjoyed wild orgies and insisted that all the woman of the island be sexually available to him at his whim. They also say that a vast horde of his gold remains hidden on the island. 

The next owner continued the traditions of his predecessor and added a few of his own. The idea of employing the island's young women as entertainment for his guests was his. He was known for his lavish parties which included Roman style orgies. As a young man Adam was a guest at some of these parties. When the foolish overspending aging owner of the island ran into financial difficulties, Adam swooped in and purchased paradise. Adam was very comfortable with the native islander's traditional life style. He especially enjoyed that the task of deflowering the young women when they reached adulthood fell to the island's chief elder. That position had been ceded in the original purchase agreement. The industrialist had believed that in order to have control of his island he needed to control the well established rudimentary government. The people were more than willing to give up such control in exchange for what seemed a life of ease. 

"So is Alicia a descendant of the earliest inhabitants?" I asked after listening intently to the fascinating story.

"That is almost impossible to know for sure. In order to avoid any paternity claims against him the first American owner decreed that birth records not be kept. It is likely that owners and guests have fathered many children that have been credited to native men. My guess is that she is since there were a number of northern European indentures amongst the earliest inhabitants and that would explain her blond hair. Then again that gene may well have come from a guest or even a pirate."

"Wherever her genes came from they certainly came together with near perfection," I said giving away more than I knew.

"My boy, I think that you are smitten," Adam said with a hearty laugh.

The way he said it made me think that I was perhaps more taken with the unusual native girl than I realized. But then I was learning that I had a tendency to become too quickly attached to my bed mates. So I blew off the suggestion.

"She is a great fuck Adam, but I think smitten is a bit strong considering I spent less than an hour with her. Do all of the native girls drop their shorts so readily?"

"Well as far as I know you are the first visitor that has had the pleasure of bedding that one. There are a few others that I would not have been surprised to learn had thrown themselves at you. But they were likely resting after a long night with some of my other guests. So how did you manage to seduce Alicia?" He asked seeming genuinely interested. 

"Adam, I don't want to get her in trouble, but all I did was get lost, wander up to her house and act polite. Certainly there was nothing that could be considered seductive in my actions."

"Must have been your sexy smile and the politeness then," Adam shot back with a wicked grin on his face. "Shall we invite her up to the house for some polite after dinner conversation?"

Though I was pretty sure he was kidding, I responded anyway.

"If it is ok, I would prefer to be alone with you."

"More than ok, John; maybe next time we will share her."

I had a feeling I wouldn't want to share Alicia ever with anyone. I wished I had the courage to ask Adam to give her some other job that didn't involve fucking his guests. But that would have required admitting something to him I wasn't ready to admit to myself. I already cared enough about her to not want her to have to spend the rest of her youth as a whore even if it didn't seem to bother her. By that point dinner was finished and the sun had set. Adam suggested a moonlight walk on the beach before we went up to his bed.

We took the path that led to the dock. As we walked toward the deserted dock area, Adam explained that there was a larger beach that was more easily accessible then the cove we had gone to the day before. We turned the opposite way from Alicia's little village and were soon standing on soft white sand looking out on a star filled sky. Adam slipped his arm around me and kissed the back of my neck as I stared at the shimmering moonlit sea. Though it was warm I felt a shiver run along my spine. The moment was incredibly romantic. Certainly it was amongst the most romantic moments of my young life. 

"Come on," He said as he headed for the water's edge.

We walked along, enjoying the sound of the water gently lapping at the shore. Occasionally it would wash up and engulf our toes. The warm water contrasted with the cooling air and set my skin to tingling. After walking several hundred yards, Adam stopped and pulled me into his arms.

"We should head back soon. Our chopper leaves early," He said while holding me close to his body.

I knew that my plane from Florida did not depart until late afternoon so the idea of having to leave the island early surprised me. When I questioned Adam he explained that my itinerary had been changed. I was going to go with him on the chopper to Nassau where a private jet would take us to New York. He had a business meeting. After dropping him off the jet would take me back to school. 

"I thought it would be nice to spend a little more tome together," He added with a wink.

I agreed just as our lips met. As our tongues spared in the moonlight, desire welled up from deep inside me. I wanted him so much that I was ready to drop to my knees in the sand. But he held me tight preventing me from breaking the kiss. I could feel his hardness pressed into me and knew he too was filled with desire. Our bodies remained pressed together and nothing more happened on the beach beyond the passion filled kiss. It was at least ten minutes later that he suggested we head back to the house. With the bulges in our shorts pointing the way we made it quickly back to the dock and up the path. 

I was happy that we did not happen upon any of Adam's employees as we moved through the house to his bedroom. Once there our clothes disappeared and we fell into the bed. Our lips locked as we rolled around naked in the luxurious bed covers. It felt like a dream when he put me on my back and straddled my body. He began to lick my throbbing cock as his legs held my arms down. His balls and magnificent cock were above my face tantalizingly out of reach. His tongue danced over my twitching organ sending waves of pleasure through my body. When he reached the base of my cock he began to lick and suckle my balls. 

"Please let me taste you!" I cried out as he bathed my balls with his tongue.

He began sucking my cock as he lowered his cum laden balls to my lips. I kissed his balls and then used my lips to tug on his smooth shaven sack. He began moaning causing his lips to vibrate on my shaft. I managed to get my tongue behind his balls and started to tease his rim as he enthusiastically deep throated my oozing cock. 

"Oh god, Adam, I am fucking ready to boil over!" I moaned into his balls

He released my cock and encouraged, "Hold on baby! I want you to fuck me."

He slipped off the bed and got something out of the night stand. He handed me the tube of lubricant and bent over the bed. I didn't need any instructions. I knew exactly what he wanted. I moved behind him and used my fingers to lube up his anal canal. 

"Fuck, yes, baby, grease up my cunt! I need that hot cock," He moaned as I worked my fingers in and out of his tight hole.

As I continued to finger fuck him he begged me to give him my cock. I coated my dick with lube while still fingering his loosening asshole. I knew he was more that ready for a hard ride. I pulled my fingers from his ass and aimed my rigid pole at his sphincter. As I pushed into him he pushed back. I instantly went ball deep into his body. He bucked and urged me to fuck him hard. I grabbed his hips and pulled back until just the tip of my cock was inside him. I began pistoning in and out of him like a possessed pile driver. 

"Fuck yes, pound my cunt, lover!" He screamed.

I used my legs to give it to him as hard as I could. A sheen of sweat covered both of our bodies. My balls met his each time I drove forward. After a long while his ass suddenly clamped onto my dick. I was deep inside him; our balls pressed together. His moans filled the room as he ejaculated onto his expensive bed coverings. Had I not had so much sex that day I am sure I would have lost control and pumped his ass full of cum. As it was I wasn't sure I had any cum left in my balls to unload. But that didn't matter, my cock was hard and all I cared about was continuing to fuck him. As soon as his rectal walls relaxed a bit, I returned to ramming my cock in and out of his ass. 

"Oh fuck, god yes," He moaned.

I am not sure what came over me when I raised my hand and started slapping his ass in rhythm with my thrusts. If I believed in such things I would say I read his mind. He demanded that I smack him harder. 

"Oh fuck! That's it fuck my cunt and show me what a man you are! Harder please, make my ass red!"

I was nearly delirious. Everything was pure instinct at that point. My palm was burning and his buttock seemed to almost glow. I ached for release. Though I was as high as I had ever been while having sex, I simply could not ejaculate. I roared my need and he encouraged me to give him all I had. When my climax came the pleasure was superseded by the relief. Even after I pulled away, Adam remained bent over the bed. I could see that he was shaking. His left buttock was bright red. I immediately felt bad for hitting him like that. I also felt dizzy and had to sit down next to him. He reached over and touched me gently before managing to get to his feet. He leaned into me holding onto my shoulders and we kissed softly. He suggested a shower before sleep. I let him lead me to the bathroom. 

As the warm water sprayed onto our bodies I began to apologize, "Adam, I am sorry for..."

"Shhhhhhhhhh," He said cutting me off. "There is nothing to be sorry for."

"But, I don't know why I did that. Something came over me."

"Me too, John. It has been a very long time since I was fucked and spanked like that. You are the first young man that ever did it to me. I encouraged it, wanted it."

"First young man?" I asked without thinking.

"I know Reggie told you about Ogden Betts."

"Yes, some."

"He was very into laying hands and other things on asses. He made it clear that it was his duty to toughen me up that way."

"Wow," I gasped softly.

"Don't misunderstand, it was consensual. Just like it was tonight," He continued as he began to wash my cock. 

"I think I understand. But I am more like Mr. Betts I guess."

"I know you are. Funny thing is I am like him in business and almost all non-sexual things. But in bed, I don't enjoy the role of dominate."

"That doesn't bother you does it, Adam?" I asked as I enjoyed the feel of his lather covered fingers deftly manipulating my balls. 

"No, that is something Ogden taught me as well. It is important for all of us to be what we are, not what the world thinks we should be."

"What do you think I am supposed to be?" I asked sincerely.

"Not for me to say really. I think you already know. But at least for tonight, I hope you are supposed to be sleeping in my arms."

We kissed under the cascading waters for a minute and then left the shower. There was no more talk that night; just a little cuddling and kissing before drifting off to sleep. 

Stephen woke us up just after sunrise the next morning. Though I was a bit embarrassed, it was clear that neither Adam nor his valet had any issue with the situation. Stephen laid out clothing while Adam and I went together to the bathroom to take care of hygiene matters. He was still there to help us dress when we returned. I was informed that my things had been packed and were already on the helicopter even though I made no inquiry. After a quick breakfast I had my first ride in a helicopter. I doubted many people got to ride in such luxurious conditions. The seats in the passenger area were large and very comfortable. Adam and I talked about my future both near and long term on the forty-five minute flight. He made it clear that he hoped the future would include a continued personal relationship but that our business relationship was not dependant on our sleeping together. I made it clear that I wanted both relationships. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 18



At the Nassau airport we moved from the helicopter to the private jet without even a moment's visit to customs and immigration. As our luggage was being loaded a very friendly uniformed man came aboard for a minute and cleared us. I was completely in awe of Adam's power. The interior of the jet was more luxurious that that of the helicopter. I am sure the plush seats that reclined into beds would have put to shame even the finest first-class accommodations of a commercial airline. Adam dismissed the steward who went to ride up front with the pilots. I soon learned why Adam wanted him gone.

About ten minutes after takeoff he said, "John, I am sure by now you know I am a man who says what is on his mind."

"Oh course, Adam. That is what I would expect always."

"Good. Do you know what the mile high club is?" He asked as he stood up and approached my seat.

I had thought that was more joke than reality. But I realized that there were people like Adam that had the means to make such things reality without risking arrest.

"Uh huh," I managed to answer weakly.

"Want to join?" He asked as he knelt at my feet.

Before I answered he was already unbuckling my belt. Soon I was sitting there with my pants pulled down staring at the back of Adam's head as he sucked my cock. At some point he suggested I look out the window and enjoy the view as he blew me. Although what was outside the window wasn't the most interesting thing to me at that moment, I looked out anyway. It was a clear day with only a few clouds dotting the blue sky. I could see the vastness of the ocean below as pillow-like puffs of white cotton floated around us. I moved my hand to his head and caressed him lovingly as I enjoyed the dream-like feeling of being sucked while watching the amazing beauty of the world beyond the plane. My talented lover quickly brought me to a very pleasurable gentle orgasm. 

After kissing him I asked him to stand up. I opened his pants and pushed them and his underwear down releasing his gorgeous erection. I looked up and smiled before engulfing his twitching cock in my mouth. To my surprise after a minute he took hold of my head and began fucking my face. I learned that was the one aggressive sexual act Adam enjoyed. He pushed his entire cock past my lips forcing his fat mushroom into my throat. Having regularly sucked much bigger men, I had no problem allowing Adam to push his cock in and out of my throat. As he fucked my face, I wondered if he was watching the clouds float by as he had encouraged me to do while he blew me. I didn't have long to ponder the question. In another minute his cock was gushing forth in my mouth feeding me a thick delicious treat. When he was finished cumming he pulled me to my feet. As he kissed me deeply I could still taste his semen on my tongue. 

"So what do you think of the club?" He asked in a playfully sarcastic way as he held me in his arms.

"I think I could get to like being a regular member," I replied sheepishly.

The rest of the flight was uneventful. When we arrived in New York he kissed me and told me that he would be in touch soon. Then a man I had not met came aboard. Adam introduced him as one of his lawyers, Thomas Fielding. 

"Tom will accompany you on the trip home. There are some papers he needs to go over with you regarding our business arrangements," He explained.

As I watched Adam descend the stairs and walk across the tarmac a part of me wished that he had wanted me as his boy toy and not as a protégée. What I understood of the papers I signed seemed to be way more favorable to me than Adam. Mr. Fielding clearly felt the same way. He not so subtly indicated that Adam was far too generous. I did not take any of the bait the man offered. I wasn't going to say anything bad about Adam or let the lawyer fuck me as I was sure he wanted. Fortunately, he didn't push the issue and I managed to take a nap for most of the flight.



They Are A-OK Ch. 19



Note: This story depicts a group sexual scene that includes male to male contact.

*

I returned home to many surprises. The first was being met on the tarmac by a uniformed man. Instead of a long walk through the terminal, he took me in a golf cart like vehicle to a private parking lot where he had a limo waiting. I was quickly learning that the world was a very different place for the wealthy. The second surprise was finding Brock in the back seat as I climbed into the limo.

"Greetings, brother, welcome home," He said warmly while offering his hand.

"Greetings brother, thank you," I replied while smiling broadly and shaking his hand.

I was genuinely glad to see a friendly face. However, there was also a nagging concern in my gut. The weekend had definitely changed my outlook on my future. I liked Brock, but suddenly wasn't so sure pursuing our budding relationship was the best idea. I knew at the very least the two of us would be having a serious conversation in the near future. When the door shut and he gathered me into a bear hug my concerns took a back seat to the comfortable feeling of being enveloped in his arms.

He kissed my cheek and playfully nibbled my ear lobe as he asked, "Did you have fun? Did you miss me?"

The answer to the first question was easy. I told him that I had had an amazing time. The second question was more difficult for me. The truth was I hadn't given him or anyone else back at school a single thought since I set foot on Adam's yacht. But it seemed like it would be cruel to actually tell Brock the whole truth. If I hadn't known before I could see in his eyes that he had feelings for me.

"Of course I did," I lied, "But honestly, I was kept pretty busy. So I didn't have a lot of time to dwell on things outside the island."

"Yeah I know how it can be out there. Adam definitely treats his guests well."

"Brock, I am curious about how things were when you visited the island," I said hoping to learn if Adam was being genuine when he said certain things about my visit. 

"I am not sure what you mean. Are you asking what I did when I was there?"

"Yeah, I wanted to maybe compare our experiences."

"I am sure yours was different than mine considering Adam's obvious affection for you. But I see no reason not to discuss my visits."

"What do mean by his affection for me?"

"Nothing other than it is very clear he likes you and for more than just sex. With me I am pretty sure that it is my position and big cock that gets me invited back," He answered with a wicked grin. "It is definitely benefitting me. He has already hooked me up with an associate for future employment. I got the impression that he was planning to hire you directly." 

"I don't know if it is a secret or not, but he has already hired me. How many times have you been to the island?"

"Three, the first time was last year. Adam brought the whole council out. It was a sort of an induction ritual."

"Another ceremony the pledges don't learn about?" I asked curious about the occasion.

"Well it isn't in any book I have ever seen. I think it was more Adam's excuse to bring some young guys to his island for play time."

"Wow, so what happened?"

Brock began telling me the story of his first visit to the island. The seven council members arrived on the yacht as I had. But unlike me they were met at the dock by Adam. He ordered them to strip naked right there with crew and other workers all around. After that they were marched about a half mile through the foliage. From the description I assumed Adam had taken them to one of the guest bungalows. They stood in a line while Adam did a very hands-on inspection. When he was done prodding and fondling them all of them were fully erect. Next he put them on their knees as he undressed. Each was made to kiss, lick and suck Adam's balls and cock. 

After that they were told to get on their hands and knees. Each of them was lubed and finger fucked by Adam. Once all were lubed up Adam moved behind the council president and mounted him. As he fucked him Adam told the president to select three members. The selected members were told to mount the other three. Since the council president did not know what he was selecting guys to do he had inadvertently picked Brock to be a top. The guy Brock was paired with protested as the huge cock was pushed into his tight ass.

"Give him every inch of that fat sausage, Brock!" Adam insisted as he rammed his own cock in and out of the council president's more than willing ass.

Brock said that although he was as gentle as he could be he left his fellow rookie council member very sore. The rest of the four day visit was an almost endless orgy except for the two hours each council member spent alone with Adam. Since they were all instructed to keep that session secret from the others Brock did not know what the others had done. All he related was that Adam did not find having a huge cock in his ass painful.

"Damn, he really does like being fucked doesn't he?" I exclaimed as Brock finished the tale of his first visit to the island.

"I know he is one of the few guys that can take my dick with ease. I am pretty sure that is why I got invited for a second visit about two months after the council initiation."

"Did you go alone the second time?"

"No, Adam told me to bring Colin with me when he made the invitation. It seemed odd since I didn't know he knew the council's little playmate existed. But I wasn't going to question Adam."

"I don't get the impression many people question him."

"Me either. Anyway when we got there Adam had one other guest on the island, an AOK alum I hadn't met. He is a British guy named Reggie."

"I know brother Reggie," I interrupted. 

"Oh, good, then I don't need to explain about him. So it turns out that Adam basically wanted his ass fucked really well by my big dick. I wasn't there an hour before he took me to his shower. I am not sure where Reggie took Colin but it wasn't a hard fucking that wild Brit was after I found out later."

"So you put Adam up against the wall?"

"Yes, he all but ordered me to rape him, John. I guess you were in the shower this weekend then."

We traded shower stories and then Brock told me about Colin's time with Reggie. As I was already aware Reggie loves to suck cock. It seems he sucked Colin's dick until he came three times and couldn't get it up anymore. After that he sucked the kid's flaccid dick for a time before fucking him. It seemed that Colin had been some sort of a present from Adam to Reggie.

Brock's third visit to the island was less intense. It was right after he became president of the brotherhood. That visit was more like mine in that he met some of Adam's business associates including one that offered him a great job. He did fuck Adam but he didn't mention anything about a special cove or a romantic dinner. I hoped the omission meant that my weekend was as special to Adam as he said.

By the time the story of the third visit was told the long ride to campus was done. The limo pulled up to my apartment building and Brock asked if he could walk me up. I assumed he wanted sex and I was willing to accommodate him. I knew soon enough we would be having a conversation about the future of our relationship. I thought he deserved a nice homecoming fuck. But I had yet another surprise coming.

Brock and Kyle had setup a homecoming party for me. The apartment was buzzing with a bunch of AOK buddies as well as a number of women, only some of whom I knew. Some of my closest brothers were there: Dom, Jerry, Jason, Scott, Dante and Craig. Troy was there with Jenny on his lap. Karen was dancing with Scot so I assumed their on and off relationship was on. Randy Aber was there and was not hiding that he was Jason's date. Frank Angelos was there also, but since he seemed mostly interested in a stunning Asian girl he was dancing with I assumed he was not there as Jerry's date. Of the half a dozen other women in the room the only one I recognized was Brock's fuck buddy and my supposed future foursome partner Trish McIntyre. 

The first thing you noticed about the strawberry blonde was her tits. Even for a girl her size those double D cup orbs were massive. Interestingly they seemed to match her rather full ass. She was a tall girl with a nice figure. I guess that Brock needed a big girl to go with his frame. It wasn't until I saw her up close that I discovered her emerald eyes were by far her most captivating physical feature. Trish was talking to a short, slender girl with long straight dark hair. Brock steered me directly to the pair.

"John, I am sure you remember my friend Trish and I told you about her friend, Abby Lawson."

"Hi, ladies. Nice to finally meet you Abby," I said and smiled broadly. 

Trish winked as Abby said, "Nice to meet you stud muffin. I've wanted to get to know you ever since Trish and I saw your performance at the old lecture hall."

I managed to hide the slight embarrassment I felt upon recalling the show I was made to give. The hottie giggled and surreptitiously squeezed my ass. Her overt sexuality packaged in such a small body made me want to throw her over my shoulder and carry her off to my room. She was maybe five-two, her pert little tits would have trouble filling a B cup if she ever wore a bra, which she clearly wasn't under her tee shirt. Even though she wasn't tall she got a lot mileage showing off her silky legs by wearing a very short skirt. I was tempted to return the blue eyed beauties ass squeeze, but opted to play it cool. I just smiled and told her that I hoped we would get to know each other better soon. 

After that Brock walked me around the room making sure I greeted all the guests and introduced me to those I hadn't met. The women all seemed overly flirtatious and at least two of them seemed ready to fuck on the spot. I flirted back but kept things on a casual basis. I was a bit leery of what the plan might be. After the weekend I had just had an orgy on my first night back seemed a bit much. But after a couple of drinks and a very nice surprising private kiss from my former nurse Karen I was feeling more relaxed. It was clear that no one at the party had any sexual hang ups. Various couples were dancing together; guy-girl, girl-girl and guy-guy. Some same sex kissing was also happening out in the open. After maybe and hour Abby managed to get me alone in the kitchen.

"John, this party is so hot. Seeing your studly guy friends dance together and kiss is making me really horny," She said in an amazingly husky voice. 

Playing along I replied, "Hmmmmmm, now what should we do about that? Want me to ask them to stop?"

"Hell no, but I was hoping you would give me a tour of the rest of your apartment."

"Only thing left to see is the bedroom."

"That is what I was hoping."

She gave my semi-erect cock a squeeze through my pants. At that point I decided to go for it and led her down the hall. As if actually conducting a tour I pointed out Kyle's bedroom on the way to my room. From the sounds coming from behind the closed door it was already occupied by more than one couple. It was Abby that closed and locked the door to my room. I had to lift her into my arms to kiss her. I easily cradled her ass in my hands and held her up as she wrapped her arms around my neck. 

"So what do you think of the room?" I asked after a few minutes of tongue dancing. 

"Hmmmm, I think I should try the bed before offering an opinion."

I sat her down, but she did not immediately dive onto my bed. Instead she started dancing around the room. She did a quick seductive striptease as I stood enthralled. It was quick because all she was wearing was a tee-shirt, skirt and a thong so small I couldn't have made an eye patch out of it. I was glad she didn't shave her cunt because that might have made her look like a little girl and I definitely wanted her to be a woman. 

"Damn!" Was all I managed to say as she continued to dance around naked for my pleasure. 

"You like, baby?" She asked as she lay down on my bed and spread her legs to show me her pink pussy.

"Mmmmmmmm, very much sexy lady."

"It's your turn stud. I want to see what you're hiding in those pants."

My striptease was far less seductive than hers had been but probably just as fast. She clapped playfully when I freed my hard cock from my underwear. Then she used her finger to motion me over to the bed. As soon as I was close enough she took hold of my hips and guided me to a position right in front of her. 

"Damn that looks tasty," She purred.

She ran the tip of her elfin-like pink tongue around the rim of my cockhead sending an electric charge along the length of my erection. Following that she playfully traced the course of a large vein down my shaft. When she reached the base she kissed my ball sack and then began to tongue bathe my scrotum. There was no question that the cooing pixie enjoyed giving head. I began to caress her long silky hair as she worked her tongue and lips back up my shaft. When she reached the tip she nearly drove me crazy wiggling her tongue in my pee hole.

"Jesus, if Brock had told us how hot your cock was I would have been on you weeks ago, stud," She moaned before engulfing my throbbing cock in her mouth. 

She used her tongue and lips to stimulate my tingling flesh as she slowly swallowed my entire cock. I hadn't expected such a tiny chick to be able to take my dick deep. Discovering what a fantastic cock sucker she was I began to fantasize about seeing her eat pussy. This of course made me want to eat hers. I have no idea what produced the wild idea I had next.

"Time I got to taste that sweet pussy!" I said confidently.

Without waiting for permission I stepped back pulling my cock from her lips and reached out for her. She squealed ecstatically as I lifted her into the air. As small as she was I had no problem turning her upside down. Fortunately she quickly got the idea and pressed her palms onto the bed while slipping her legs around my head. I didn't know at the time she was on the gymnastic team. I buried my face in her crotch and tasted her dripping pussy. As I lapped up her nectar she gripped my head with her surprisingly strong thighs. 

"Hold onto me, stud," She squealed.

I grabbed her sides as I continued to run my tongue the length of her slit. She pushed off the bed and managed to bring her suspended body next to mine. I held her tightly while pressing my tongue into her pussy. She put one arm around me and grabbed onto my ass while using her free hand to stroke my cock. I kept one arm around her while bringing the other back up to her pussy. I replaced my tongue with two fingers as I moved to lick her engorged clit. While fucking her cunt with two fingers I pressed my thumb to her tight little rosebud. 

"Fuck, yes!" She screamed loud enough that I was certain they could hear her out in the living room. 

The slickness of her flowing juices provided lubricant to allow me to push my thumb past her anal rim as my finger apparently found her g spot. She was bucking around as I held her suspended in the air. Her moaning cries of passion rang in my ears as she pressed her crotch hard to my face.

"Eat me you hot bastard!" She demanded loudly. "Oh god fuck, yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss"

I continued licking her clit and fingering both her holes while struggling to hold onto her writhing body. At one point during her long series of orgasms I was afraid she was going to wrench my neck with her strong legs and eased up on her clit. 

"Oh god..oh shit fuck, put oh oh me fuck put me on the bed and fuck me!" She cried as another powerful peak subsided.

She relaxed her legs and I lifted her off my body. I tossed her gently onto the bed face down. She drew her legs up under her presenting her pussy to be taken doggie style. I pulled her to the edge of the bed, bent over her and rammed my cock into her hot juicy cunt. She cried out her joy as I began to ram my aching cock in and out of her willing pussy. 

"Yes baby, ride my cunt hard like you ride those studs you fuck!"

I gripped her hips hard and drove my cock deep into her cunt. She screamed and started cumming again. I ground into her as her pussy massaged my cock. The wet walls of her tunnel gripped and squeezed my rigid pole sending me over the edge. I felt as if my cock was pressed into her cervix as my seed erupted into her body. After another few minutes I slipped onto the bed and gathered her in my arms. We held each other panting like wounded animals unable to speak. 

"Damn, tiger, where the fuck did you learn that trick?" She asked excitedly after a few minutes.

"Just came to me in the moment," I answered honestly.

"Fuck, we should have gotten together a long time ago," She added. "God you drive me fucking wild. Never thought I would find a bi guy could make me so high without another guy in the room. I can't fucking wait to see you suck cock."

"Go get me one and you can see me suck one right now!" I retorted rather flippantly even though I knew I would do most anything to get in her cunt again.

She surprised me by jumping out of bed and slipping into one of my tee-shirts.

"Be right back, stud. Don't go anywhere."

As I watched her walk toward the door I figured she would be like the pied piper walking out there with my shirt barely covering her pussy and ass. I was pretty sure she would be getting her fill of watching guys suck cock. However, she didn't have to go far. Brock and Craig were in the hall with two chicks. Trish was joined at the lips with Brock. Her shirt was open and he had his hand up her skirt. I didn't know the sexy well built curly haired brunette that was stroking Craig's tool. 

"About time you invited us in," Craig said as Brock and Trish broke their kiss.

Abby turned back toward me and said, "Looks like we are got a couple of nice cocks here for you to suck, stud."

As soon as the foursome was in the room Abby took charge.

"You ladies up for watching a hot show? Johnny promised to show me what a hot cock sucking stud he is," She cooed.

Trish and the unknown hottie immediately expressed their delight at the idea of the guys doing a show. Abby told Craig and Brock to strip.

"Um I think an introduction is in order," I suggested as my friends started to comply with Abby's order.

"Oh shit, sorry, I didn't know you hadn't met Serena. Serena this is John Campanelli one of the hottest bi studs I have ever fucked," Abby said with a wicked look in her eye. "John this is my roommate, Serena Clarkson. She is as talented as she is well built."

Serena winked at me and pulled her shirt over her head exposing a stunning pair of breasts. They were round and luscious looking with small brown areolas encircling nice sized clearly erect nipples. She pinched her nipples playfully and giggled as she watched my eyes drink in her alluring tits. Her giggling caused both her pert tits and short curls to bounce. She was slutty and baby doll cute at the same time. When she slipped her shorts and thong down her smooth silky legs I was treated to a nice view of her hairless crotch. Even as my two naked buddies moved toward the bed I was hoping to get my lips on her cunt. 

Surprisingly, I was so fixated on Serena that I hadn't even noticed that Trish was stripping also. Her strawberry blond bush was neatly trimmed. When she plopped down in my recliner and opened her legs I could see she had unusually large labia. The other girls joined Trish in the recliner and cozied up. It was a very erotic scene having the three chicks with their contrasting bodies all together naked in that chair. I wish I had been able to take a picture.

As Craig stood next to the bed stroking his already hard cock Abby purred, "Showtime boys!"

I sat on the edge of the bed and moved Craig's hand away from his crotch. Brock moved to the other side of me being sure to leave room for the girl's to see the action. The three girl's whistled and hooted appreciatively when I leaned forward and slid my tongue along the length of Craig's cock. I teasingly kissed his bald pubic area when I reached the base as I moved my fingers to his balls.




They Are A-OK Ch. 19



I heard one of the girls exclaim, "Damn that popsicle looks tasty!"

I considered asking her to join me as another of the girls remarked on the size of Brock's meat. I assumed that was Serena since I knew the other two had seen Brock naked and ridden his huge pole. I kissed my way back up Craig's cock while teasing his ball sack with my finger tips. The combination of what I was doing and the catcalling audience seemed to really have Craig going. Precum was oozing from his hot cock and I eagerly lapped up the sticky fluid. 

"Oh fuck that is hot!" One of the girls shrieked as I took Craig's throbbing member into my mouth. 

I managed to look over at the girls as I began sliding my lips up and down his cock. They were busily fingering each other's pussies as they watched me blow Craig. Adding to the show I reached over to Brock with my free hand and began to stroke his monster cock.

"Oh fuck yes, stud! Get that big hunk of cock ready for your hot mouth," Abby moaned as Trish bent over her and suckled on her little tit.

I let Craig's cock slip from my mouth and turned to Brock. I nudged his legs apart and moved my lips to his heavy balls. I took one of his big nuts between my lips. His sack was so big it was actually harder taking his balls all the way into my mouth than sucking his cock. As I swirled my tongue around his fat rocks a picture of Abby's tiny cunt stretched over his big dick flashed in my head.

I looked over and said, "Hey, Abby, I got a proposition for you."

"What's that stud?" She moaned between pants while Trish finger fucked her. 

"After I deep throat Brock's serpent, I want to see it all in your cunt," I called out before taking his fat mushroom into my mouth.

She gasped and then told me that I was on. I slowly slid my lips down his fat shaft. Even though it was difficult I had done it before and I was determined to get every inch of his monster cock past my lips. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. The girls were coming to get a closer look. I could feel their breath on me as they knelt down around us. One guided Craig closer to me and began rubbing his leaking cock on my neck as I took the tip of Brock's cock into my throat. I fought off the gag and backed off for a second. Then I went down again taking more of him into my throat.

"Holy fuck! Trish can't even take him that deep!" Abby gasped perhaps realizing for the first time that she was going to have to take it all into her cunt. 

I backed off again before making a last effort to go all the way down. My nose nestled in his pubic hair and I felt his heavy balls against my chin. I knew I had done it. I spent a few more minutes moving up and down his hot pole while he moaned appreciatively. When I pulled away from his cock, Brock tussled my hair and exclaimed about my cock sucking abilities. I reached my hand between Abby's legs and squeezed her pussy gently.

"Time to see your hot little cunt stretched wide, baby," I said in a nasty tone.

"Um, I oh shit I don't know if I can take it all," She protested.

I pushed my finger into her pussy and retorted, "Come on, I know you fucked him before."

"I only took about half of his cock though."

"Come on roomy, you made a deal and he sure as hell took all that fine cock deep," Serena chimed in. 

"Maybe if one of you girls gives her a licking first she can do it," Brock suggested and lifted Abby up onto the bed.

Serena was the closest and dove right in. Within a minute Abby was writhing and squealing as her roommate enthusiastically ate her pussy. Not being one to waist an opportunity, I moved behind the curly haired brunette who was on her hands and knees. She didn't even pause her cunnilingus when I rammed my cock into her hot cunt. As I took hold of Serena's hips and began thrusting in and out of her, Trish moved in front of Craig and engulfed his hairless cock. Not to be left out Brock moved behind me and started rubbing his cock on my ass matching my thrusts. I watched Abby squirm and claw the bed as Serena's tongue brought her over the edge.

"Oh fuck yes, use that tongue, slut," She screamed. 

Craig and I lost it at almost the exact same moment. He sent a stream of cum down Trish's throat as I was ejaculating in Serena's hot cunt. As I bucked inside her I could tell that Brock was almost over edge by the way he was dry humping my backside. I pulled Serena away from Abby clearing the way for Brock. He didn't need any instructions. He grabbed Abby's ankles and lifted her ass off the bed. Serena turned and grabbed hold of Brock's cock. She aimed it at her roommate's quivering pussy as Brock moved into position. We all watched wide eyed as her pussy stretched around his monster cock.

"Now we will see who the real slut is," Serena snarled as she crawled onto the bed.

She straddled Abby's face and pressed her cum filled cunt to the tiny chick's mouth as Brock slowly pushed his rod deeper. Serena's pussy muffled Abby's cries. It wasn't clear if her cries were born of passion or pain. I suspected some of both. But I knew if my ass could take that cock the little chick's cunt could. As Brock reached bottom, Trish lay on the bed demanding that Craig return the favor.

"Come on you hot bald-headed bastard eat my cunt!" She barked. 

It was more encouragement than he needed. He got on his hands and knees and threw her legs over his shoulders. He looked like a starving carnivore devouring a fresh kill as he enthusiastically feasted on her sex. It seemed that Abby had loosened up for Brock since he was easily sliding his cock in and out of her pussy as she licked Serena's clit. I decided to jump into the mix and crawled under Brock's legs. I licked the juices that were flowing from Abby's pussy off his low hanging balls and pushed my finger deep into his ass. His whole body jerked forcefully causing my finger to go all the way inside him. Then suddenly he stopped moving. If I hadn't known he was cumming the look on his face would have made me think he was having a heart attack. I pushed my finger into his prostate as he emptied his seed into Abby's slight body. 

When he finished and pulled out I grabbed his cock and took a quick taste of their combined fluids before he stumbled back to the recliner. At that point my cock was hard and throbbing again. I was ready to fuck someone. It could have easily been Abby who was still on her back with Serena's cunt in her face. But there was something I had wanted for awhile available, Craig's ass. The dominant pledge tester had confessed his desires to be with me sexually. Though so far that had only involved oral I wanted to test his desires and was certain the girls would like to see the macho stud being fucked. I moved behind him and rubbed my cock in the crack of his ass as he licked Trish to a second orgasm.

Since he didn't protest I decided to press the issue. I move my hand to Abby's pussy and got my fingers coated in the cum mixture that was flowing freely from her gapping cunt. When I pushed my slippery finger into his anus, Craig pushed back and captured two of them up to the second knuckle.

"Oh fuck, goddamn yes, fuck this cunt licking slut stud's ass, John!" Trish moaned between climaxes.

"Mmmmmmm looks like you aren't the only little slut bitch in the room, Abby," Serena said as she ground her pussy into Abby's face and shifted into a sixty nine position.

I grabbed Craig's ass checks and spread them. The girl's dirty encouraging words and my pent up desire to fuck him were boiling over. I grabbed my dick and pressed the head to his slippery hole. He moaned into Trish's cunt as I slowly slid into him. 

"Oh yessssssss, fuck that bitch's ass!" Trish gushed and raised her hand to smack Craig's ass.

When her hand came down on his hip, he bucked back and impaled himself fully on my cock. I ground into him as she raised her hand again. The second smack was harder and left a pink mark on his taut buttock. He lifted his head as I pulled back. "Don't stop licking my cunt, you slutty little bitch," Trish growled seductively. 

He immediately buried his face back in her sex as I went ball deep in his ass. She smacked him again as I pulled back. Next to us Abby and Serena were going wild eating each others cunts. The sound of slurping, moaning, smacking and fucking mixed together in an odd sexual symphony. Brock recovered from his first orgasm and rejoined the group. He climbed up on the bed and presented his semi-flaccid cock to Trish. She stopped smacking Craig's very red ass and started working on Brock's fat sausage. She definitely knew how to handle that meat and almost immediately brought him back to full erection. 

I enjoyed watching her work his monster cock with her lips and tongue while continuing to fuck Craig. Suddenly, Craig's rectum clamped on to my cock and he screamed into Trish's cunt. He jerked under me as his cock sprayed cum on my sheets. Soon after his orgasm I came deep in his ass. Craig and I sat on the floor recovering and watching Trish stretch her mouth around Brock's cock. Though she definitely knew where his buttons were located she couldn't come close to taking him all the way as I had. Abby and Serena had apparently tired of licking each other's cunts and were cuddled up watching the action from the head of my bed. When Brock came on Trish's face it was the last orgasm of our little mini-orgy. All six of us fell into a badly needed nap.

An hour or so later I woke up with bad case of dry mouth. Without waking the others I managed to slip on a pair of gym shorts and headed to the kitchen for a glass of water. Kyle's door was open and I could see several naked bodies passed out. There was obviously more than one group get together that day. In the living room I found a mixed bag. I few people were still engaged in sexual activity while others were blissfully snoozing in various states of dress. Even the kitchen had become a hot spot. Dom had Gary Davidson bent over the counter and was pounding his ass hard. I just nodded and went to the fridge for a bottle of cold water. I watched the uninhibited couple as I downed the water. 

I headed back toward my room planning to hit the recliner and go back to sleep. I had yet another surprise coming when I stopped in the bathroom to take a badly needed leak. Scot and Karen were in the shower fucking. I don't know if they noticed me enter the room, but the frosted glass gave me an erotic blurred view of the naked couple in the throws of passion. The chorus of moans and grunts they made added to the picture. I decided my need to piss was greater than their need for privacy and went ahead and emptied my bladder with only the glass shower door and a foot separating me from the couple. I left as Karen moaned that she was cumming. 

My companions were still sound asleep when I returned to my room. I slipped into the recliner and quickly joined them. The next time I awoke the sun was coming up and every one but Craig was gone. Since there was plenty of free room in bed, I left the chair and joined the still naked, ball headed stud. He mumbled something about the time and I said that it was still early.

"Mmmmmmm good, my first class isn't until one," He said dreamily. 

Since I made it a practice to never schedule morning classes I had plenty of time to sleep also. I rolled onto my side and he snuggled up behind me. I could feel his warm body and soft cock press against me as he draped his arm over my chest. It felt nice and I pressed back against him. His breathing told me that he had gone back to sleep and I was happy to close my eyes and join him. I don't know if it was the bright sunshine filling my room or his hard cock pressed into me that woke me up a couple hours later. When I moved onto my back he opened his eyes just as I was admiring his hot cock and the fresh stubble that surrounded it.

"Good morning, brother. Hot night," He said with a smile. 

"Yeah, fuck it was amazing!"

"I take it you liked your welcome home party?"

"Fuck yes, but I have to ask you something while we have this moment alone. I was pretty sure you were all top and probably a Dom. What was up with you letting Trish smack your ass and you being such a little bitch boy?"

He laughed and said, "Well I have always been pretty much a top in charge guy when it comes to dudes. I don't really advertise that by the way. You know the fucking brothers would gang rape me if they thought I didn't like being fucked in the ass, which in truth I do at certain times. I think I am probably somewhat like you in that regard."

I reached over and impulsively started stroking his still hard cock as he continued.

"Now with certain chicks I am what some might call a total sissy sub."

"Wow, no shit?" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, anyway, Trish and I used to be a sort of couple. It was mostly sexual and very intense. She was experimenting with new things and I completely gave myself over to her. That spanking last night was tame compared to some she gave me when we were together. She also used dildos and vibrators and got into fucking me with a strap-on while calling me every filthy degrading name she could come up with. I never told her I was bi while we were together. I wish I had now that I know she is so into the idea of seeing guys fuck each other."

"So you just happened into our little group scene and she fell into old ways?" I asked amazed over Craig's tales of his submissiveness.

"Not really, that was a little bit of a setup. Before you got to the party, Trish was teasing me a bit in front of Abby. I have to admit she was getting me excited and I was hoping it was going to lead to her and I and maybe Abby too recreating old times. When they started talking about the plans they had for you and Brock, we hatched a new plan and asked Serena to join us."

"So Abby, seducing me was all a plan to get that little scene going?"

"Well not exactly. It wasn't until you were back and the party was going that she came up with that idea. She told us that she was going to take you to the bedroom and fuck you and then come get us."

"Damn the little slut is good!"

"From the way they were talking to me it was obvious all three of them came to the party wanting to get really slutty. I knew from our past that Trish liked using filthy language and even when I was just talking to the other two they were saying some really nasty shit."

"So how did you know I would decide to fuck you?"

"We didn't really. That just worked out. I knew you were a top man so I hoped if I set up the position you would go for it. I have a feeling if you hadn't one of the girls would have either asked or told you too."

"Such hot bitches! I hope we can all get together again."

"I don't know how they feel, but with or without them I wouldn't mind being on the receiving end of this hot cock again."

By this point we were both throbbing from the talk and stroking each other. I would have liked to have sucked him but we hadn't showered off from our sweaty sex marathon so that idea was out. 

"Um any chance you'd want to share a shower?" He asked rather coyly. 

"Sure."

I jumped up and slipped off my shorts and we went into the hall naked. Kyle and I were accustomed to walking around the apartment naked and my feeling was any guests still around would have to deal with it. Kyle's room was empty and I didn't hear any sounds from the other part of the apartment. I figured everyone else had earlier classes. Craig happily accepted the use of a spare toothbrush. It was a small bathroom do I peed while he brushed and he peed while I brushed. It gave me a comfortable intimate feeling sharing the bathroom that way. After our teeth were brushed we shared a long deep good morning kiss.

The shower felt good as did his warm soapy hands. We washed each other thoroughly from head to toe. We paid special attention our hard cocks. My heart was pounding as the cascading water rinsed away the last of the lather from our bodies. I wanted to dominate and fuck him. My urge to take charge of Craig was powerful and something I could not deny. I kissed him hard, forcing my tongue into his mouth. I felt his body tense as I used my tongue to declare my dominance. He did not fight me as I pushed my body against his. Our cocks rubbed together and I pushed him back to the wall. His was sandwiched between me and the slick wet tiles of the shower. I broke the kiss and moved my mouth to his ear while keeping my body pressed tight to him. I ran my tongue around his ear as I spoke. 

"Turn around, bitch. I am going to fuck you like a cheap whore!" I snarled in a deep seductive tone.

"Oh god, yes," He gasped.

I moved back just enough so that he could rotate his body. He turned to the wall. He was so close he almost had to press his face to the tiles. I took a step back and grabbed his hips. He pressed his palms to the wall and flexed his knees as I pulled his ass back. I used my leg to nudge his legs wider, opening him up for the coming assault. Since I didn't have a juicy cunt handy I grabbed the shampoo and stuck the tip into his anus. I squeezed the bottle sending a thick glob of hair soap into his rectum. I coated my cock with the shampoo and then pressed the tip to his hole.

"Oh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" He moaned as I pushed my cock into his ass.

He pushed back as I slowly slid the length of my shaft into him. When his moans began to echo off the shower walls I knew I had found the spot. I ground into him rubbing my cock against his male g spot. 

"Oh god you are amazing," He moaned. "Fuck me!"

I drew back and then slammed into him. I worked my cock in and out of his loosening rectal canal. When I closed my eyes I was back on the island in the shower with Adam. I began to drive my cock in and out of him harder and faster. I was fucking Craig the way Adam had begged me to fuck him two days before.

"This is what you wanted wasn't it you little slut?" I growled into Craig's ear as I pounded his ass.

"Oh god yes, I have wanted to be your bitch and have you take charge of my body for a long time, John!" He managed to respond while panting for breath.

His admission, the excitement of the situation and my recollections of being with Adam combined to send me over the edge. My cock erupted sending my seed deep into his bowels. The excitement of the sexual release was almost overshadowed by the excitement of the power I felt coursing through my body. I had totally taken over and dominated a guy that was a Dom himself. I felt as if I was on my way to fulfilling the promise Adam saw in me, at least as far as my personal dealings. I vowed to use the strength and confidence I felt that day to make Adam proud of me in business, also. I continued to fuck Craig until my cock shrunk and slipped from his ass. When I pulled away from him he remained pressed against the wall panting from the climax I didn't even notice he had

I grabbed the soap and washed his ass while he regained his composure. When he was able to stand without holding the wall he turned, took the soap from my hands and knelt in front of me. Without speaking he spent several minutes washing my cock and balls. 

When he stood back up he said, "Thank you," And kissed me softly. "I could never have asked you for that, but I wanted it more than you know."

"I guess there is at least one guy you want to sub for after all," I replied confidently as I turned off the shower.

"John, I am yours anytime you want me, with or without an audience."

I didn't know what to say to that. It was an amazing experience that I enjoyed. But I was sure that the intensity was due in large part to the newness. Though I didn't doubt I would fuck him again if the circumstances presented themselves, I wasn't sure I would seek him out for fucking. As we hugged I actually thought it would be nice if the positions were reversed the next time we had sex. But I wasn't confidant that he would feel the same way about topping me. Since we both had class. We dressed and parted ways.



They Are A-OK Ch. 20



Author's notes: For those who have been following this story you should know that this chapter takes a detour from the main themes you are used to reading about to explore another side of John's sexuality. To those who may be reading a chapter of this series for the first time, you should know that while this chapter deals mainly with a heterosexual BDSM encounter, be aware that there is both discussion and some depiction of gay male sex. If you would find that activity to be offensive consider yourself warned. Those who choose to read on, enjoy!



I quickly fell back into my routine of classes and sex.  Since I was basically done with pledge requirements I had more time on my own. While Jason and Jerry were kept busy finishing all they needed to do to be ready to graduate with me I was left to play with partners new and old. I don't think that I spent a single night alone over the next few weeks. While most of my bedmates were still guys, women were playing an increasing role in my sex life. Both Abby and Serena visited me separately and we had a group date that involved the two of them and four guys. Interestingly Brock was not one of the four. My growing confidence led to adding new partners and changing relationship with old partners. After an amazing night with Kyle we had a very open discussion the next morning. For both of us feelings were changing. He told me that I would always be special to him but he knew the romance was over.  

He also thanked me for providing the domination Dante needed. The sexy football hero had told Kyle everything. Three days later we had a threesome that included both of them submitting to me. It was basically a gift from Kyle to Dante. The hot submissive slut got to be completely himself in front of his lover while getting to see a side of Kyle that only I had even seen a hint of in the past. Kyle was and will always be a gentle bottom with most guys. He played the strong top for Dante as best he could. That night he let his submission go and fully embraced what a women I know calls the inner slut. I was happy that Kyle knew about Dante. Being free to treat Dante as I knew he wanted to be treated in front of Kyle was very liberating.   

In an interesting twist a girl from one of my classes spent the night with me about week after I returned from the island. Lori Steele was a sorority girl that I am sure had no idea about the true nature of AOK guys. To Lori it was a heterosexual world. Obviously she knew homosexuals existed but I doubt the idea of bisexuality ever occurred to her before our night together.  I had been in two classes with her. Though she was a very hot chick, she seemed far too straight laced for my taste.  We had spent a little time together outside of class; a coffee or lunch here and there. I enjoyed talking to her because her roots were small town like mine. It was a pleasant friendship but since I was sure sex for her was strictly missionary position I wasn't interested in getting intimate. I knew she was not a virgin because we had talked about past romances. 

The day we finally got together sexually started oddly considering who I thought Lori was. She stopped me as we were leaving class and asked me if I was busy that afternoon. She told me she had something she wanted to talk to me about. We decided to go into town for a beer instead of our usual coffee date at the student union. I am pretty sure my jaw dropped so far down I might have caught flies when she laid her cards on the table.

"John, you have been a good friend and really great to talk to about stuff. So much so I hope what I have to tell you doesn't screw that up. But I don't really have a choice; my sisters put you on my list."

"What the hell does that mean, Lori?" I asked less confused than I was letting on. 

"It means that I am supposed to fuck you," She blurted out.

I just smiled waiting for her to continue.

"With any other guy, I would have just flirted and gone for trying to seduce him. But you and I have this sort of friendship and I wasn't sure how you would take that kind of thing."

"Why's that? Don't you think I like girls?"

"Oh god no; a stud like you probably has tons of girls. But you never made any moves on me, so I figured you liked things the way they are. Or maybe don't find me attractive or whatever," She said in a way that said please compliment me.   

"Oh come on Lori, you can't think any guy doesn't find you attractive. You are hot. Honestly, I am just not sure our sexual tastes would match. Now tell me about this list thing."

"It is supposed to be a secret, but I can tell you a little, I guess.  Every girl in the sorority gets a list of guys we have to have sex with. It is called the secret slut list."

"Wow, how many guys are on the list?"  "There is no set number except when you are pledge. They give you a list of ten you have to do before you are a full member. After that you get a new list and get points for each guy you have sex with.  They even break it down with intercourse being more points than giving him a blow job. When lists get low the sisters add names to each other's lists."

"Damn, do guys get on more than one list? What do you show for proof?"

"Once a guy is crossed off a list he can be put on another one, sure. Proof is not absolutely required because Delta sisters don't lie. But sometimes girls take pictures of the guy naked and a few times they have talked guys into letting them video tape the sex. We also have a collection of souvenirs sisters have brought back to the house over the years." 

"Souvenirs?"

"Yeah, boxers, jock straps, other underwear, cum stained clothes and other personal things from the guys."

"Lori, I am blown away that you are into this kind of thing, but if you want to fuck, I'm game. I do want to know one thing though, what number am I on your list?"

"I had my ten for pledge and maybe a half dozen after that my first semester. I think you will be number eight this semester. So either fourteen or twenty four depending how you count it."

"Damn, guess I was wrong about you not being sexually adventurous enough for me."

"Johnny, I like it wild in bed. Whatever you want is yours."

Even though I half expected we would have to do it in the sorority house so her sisters would know I fucked her, she liked the idea of going to my apartment. When we got there was when I learned about her sheltered life regarding bisexuality. Dante and Kyle were in the living room in their underwear. Dante was on Kyle's lap and they were obviously making out. The sexy football star's hot black cock was sticking out the fly of his boxers on full display. Lori was clearly interested despite her perplexed look. We exchanged a quick greeting and then headed to my room.

"Oh my god. Your roommate is gay?" She squealed as soon as my bedroom door was shut.

"Bi actually."

"What does that mean?" She asked clearly not understanding the concept.

"He likes sex with both guys and chicks."

"Wow that is weird. Is that guy with the beautiful black dick that big deal receiver on the football team?"

"He is and you can not go around talking about that shit. Some of the guys on the team are not understanding about gays."

"Wow so he is gay and your roommate Kyle fucks both sexes? You seem way too cool about that shit."

"Damn it isn't that big a deal. Now are we going to fuck or are you going to keep asking small town questions?" I shot back displaying a little more anger than I felt.

"I already told you, we do anything you want, Sir."

I hadn't caught it earlier, but I got it when she called me sir. 

"Take off your fucking clothes and let me see your body, slut," I demanded.

Her face practically beamed with a big smile as she reached for the buttons of her conservative blouse. She slowly undid each button before letting the white cotton fabric fall off her shoulders and onto the floor. Her bra looked more like something I would expect to see on a forty year old housewife than a twenty year old college coed. It was plain and white, unadorned except for a tiny little bow between what I judged to be about C cups. The bra clearly restricted and hid a very nice pair of tits. Next she moved her hand to her side and slowly lowered the zipper on her plaid skirt. It fell to the floor revealing her half slip. The slip was also plain and white like her bra. She walked slowly to my bed and sat down to remove her shoes. She was clearly teasing me by slowly undressing. I just smiled and stared at her hard as first the shoes and then the socks came off.

She wiggled her manicured toes at me as if she was making sure I saw her red toenails. I wondered what other sexy things were hidden under her conservative plain exterior. She stood up again. But instead of removing more clothing she brought her hands up to her head and pulled a piece of colorful elastic fabric from her hair. Her silky brown hair fell down and cascaded over her shoulders. She turned showing me that her hair came to the small of her back.

"Do you like my reigns," She purred as she put her thumbs under the waist band of the slip. 

I just nodded my head slightly, feigning mild disinterest. She pulled the slip down slowly revealing a bit of color for the first time. Her ass was clad in pale pink panties. She wiggled her rear end at me before dropping the slip and turning around. I stared at the shapely sexy girl like I was apprising a side of beef. 

"God, you are making my cunt tingle, sir!" She gasped as she lowered her eyes from my intense gaze.

I was tingling a bit myself. Lori was an amazing contrast and watching the transformation from conservative small town girl to wanton slut was exhilarating. The paleness of her skin added to the allure of the picture. It was as if she never even allowed sun to touch her flesh. Even standing there in her bra and panties she seemed completely virginal in a strange way. 

"Come on, show me those tits and your slutty little cunt!" I barked.

She moved her hands up behind her back and unhooked the bra. She held her arms to her breasts after letting the white elastic bra fall to the floor. I stepped forward and grabbed her wrists.  I pulled her arms away from her body. Though she seemed to be trying to look frightened she could not stop smiling as I let my eyes dance over her exposed flesh. I was having control issues of my own. I wanted to reach out and fondle her alluring orbs and then bend down to suckle upon her nipples.  But that needed to wait.

I grabbed her panties and yanked them down hard. She squealed excitedly as I dragged her pink cotton panties to her knees. To my surprise they were not her last layer of clothing. She wore a rose colored g-string type panty under the more conservative underwear. All that was left was a small triangle of fabric covering her cunt and a ribbon of elastic around her waist. I grabbed her shoulders and turned her around. Her white ass cheeks were fully exposed. The ribbon that ran up her ass crack did nothing to hide her supple rounded ass. I grabbed onto her flesh and kneaded her enticing buttocks. She purred as my fingers pressed into her flesh. Suddenly an impulse hit me and I grabbed the waistband of her g-string and yanked hard. She let out an excited squeal as the fabric gave way. She turned to face me with the torn fabric barely clinging to her hip.

I stepped back to look her over. Her pubic area was bare except for a small close cropped diamond shaped patch of hair. It looked a bit like a marker pointing to her cunt. My cock was fully erect and feeling uncomfortable trapped in my pants. The exhilaration had me ready to whip my cock out and fuck her hard on the spot. But I sensed that we could have so much more if I was patient.

"Sir, may I tell you something please?" She asked haltingly in a soft timid voice.

"Yes," I replied simply as I began to unfasten my belt.

"Um, when I saw your name on my list, I never thought you would turn out to be so hot. I feel so lucky that you are such a powerful man. I want you to know that I am yours to use as you wish, Sir."

I knew part of her little speech was calculated to stroke my ego. In that she was very successful.  I was also nearly certain of her sincerity. My proper shy conservative friend was in reality a submissive slut.

"You have no limits, slut?" I asked testing her desires.

"There are some, not always the same with all guys. I am not sure I would have any with you, John....er Sir," She replied momentarily forgetting herself and using my name.

"Lori, I didn't tell you that you could not use my name. But since you seem to think it is an offense, turn around!"

"Y..y..ye..yes Sir," She said through trembling lips as she presented her backside to me.

My pants fell to the floor and I kicked off my shoes and stepped free of them. I pulled my shirt over my head leaving me wearing only contoured boxer-briefs and socks. Socks and underwear had never been my favorite look, but the time to pull off the socks would have caused the moment to be lost in my mind. I moved behind her and wrapped my arms around her, pressing my bulging cock into her body. She moaned contentedly as I slid my arms around her and cupped her tits. She trembled in my arms as I moved my lips to her ear. The strawberry scent of her shampoo filled my nostrils. I growled softly and bit into her ear lobe. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh goddddddddd," She moaned softly.

"Tell me, what do you think a bad girl that forgets her manners deserves?" I whispered.

"Oh, sir, god you are too good to this dirty slut. I need your discipline to teach me to behave."

My cotton encased cock throbbed against her body as she asked for punishment. I closed my thumbs and forefingers on her nipples. I pulled and squeezed the delicate pink nubs. Her moans told me that any pain I was causing was overshadowed by the pleasure it gave her.     

"Do you like that, bitch?" I asked as I pressed harder on her nipples.

"Oh god yes! I like everything you do, Sir. But if I may, please teach me with punishment before you give me more pleasure," She purred. 

I moved to the side, pulled my hand back and slapped her ass hard while continuing to pinch her nipple with my other hand. 

"Oh yes Sir, but I think your slut as been bad enough to deserve more than just your hand," She cried out seductively.

I was momentarily stunned to hear her asked for something harsher than just a bare assed hand spanking. I had been rather rough with Dante on occasion, but Lori seemed too delicate for a belt or the like. However, her request was not ambiguous. She clearly wanted me to use something other than my hand to punish her. I let go of her and told her to bend over the bed. As I went to fetch my pants she quickly complied with my order. I took off my socks and underwear before pulling my belt from the loops on my pants. When I moved behind her and rubbed my hard cock on her ass to show her I was naked she craned her neck to look back. 

"Face forward! You can see my cock after I am done punishing you, slut!"

She stammered an apology as she turned her head back. I snapped the belt so that she would know what was coming.

"Yessssssssssssssss," She moaned just before I brought the leather down on her supple ass. 

The sound of the leather slapping her flesh combined with her passionate moans was intoxicating. With each lash a new red streak appeared on her pale ass. After about ten firm lashes I needed to be inside her. I dropped the belt, moved behind her and rammed my cock into her cunt.

"Oh god yessssss, fuck me, Sir! Show this slut what she was made for."

I didn't need any encouragement to give her a hard ride.  It was like I was drunk on the power she had given me. She buried her face in the bed as I grabbed her hips and began to pound her cunt. I could feel her use her legs to drive back toward me each time I thrusted into her. Her pussy was wet and very ready to take my cock deep and hard. Even muffled her moans and cries filled the room and joined with my growled moans and the slapping of my body against hers to create an erotic cacophony of sound. Remembering her comment about her hair and reigns I gathered a handful of long brown stands and entangled them in my fingers. She gasped as I pulled back causing her head to rise up.

"Oh my god! Yes, ride me! Make me all yours, sir!" She moaned in a deep guttural tone. 

I rode her cunt hard until I lost all control. I roared as my seed erupted into her willing cunt. When I was done I sat on the bed next to her.

"You are amazing John," she said as she slid down to the floor between my legs. "You made me cum so fucking hard."

She began to lick the still leaking cum and her residual juices from my cock.

She looked up at me and cooed, "I hope it is ok if I clean you, Sir."

"Do a good job, whore," I said softly.

Her lips curled into a sensual smile before she returned to cleaning my cock and balls of her creamy female cum. I lay back on the bed enjoying the attention. After a few minutes of letting her work on my cock and balls I lifted my legs up and put my feet on her shoulders. She knew instinctively what I wanted. I felt her delicate fingers caress my ass as she gently pulled my buttocks apart. My heart began to pound as her tongue danced over my anal rim. She was obviously well practiced at giving pleasure. After ten minutes of her enthusiastically rimming me, my cock was again rock hard and ready.

"Climb up here and ride me, bitch!" I barked.

She was atop me with her cunt impaled on my cock in a flash. As she enthusiastically bounced up and down on my rod she seemed almost possessed. Her tits bounced wildly as she used her hot wet cunt to suck my cock. I balled my hands into fists and pounded the bed. Her body was covered in shinny coat sweat from the workout and sexual high. 

"Oh god, Sir your cock feels so good inside me, oh fuck here it cums!" She cried out and ground her body into mine fully enveloping my throbbing rod.

Her eyes rolled back and her neck seemingly turned to rubber causing her head to roll over her shoulders. Just when I thought she would fall away from my body she was suddenly back in the saddle and riding my cock hard.  She had several more orgasms before coaxing another eruption from my cock. By the time I came my heart was pounding in my chest and felt as if the wind had been knocked out of me. She seemed to sense that I had had enough for the moment and climbed off my still oozing cock. 

She lay beside me with her head nestled against my chest listening to the pounding of my heart while caressing me. She whispered that I was an amazing lover.  I knew most of what she was saying was simply part of her submission; stroking the ego of the man that was dominating her. But even that knowledge didn't lessen the way she made me feel. As I recovered I ran my hand down her side and over her ass cheek. I felt the slight welts that I knew she would carry for days.

"Lori that was incredible. I would never have thought you would be such a wild fuck," I told her when my ability to speak returned.

"May I speak freely, Sir?" She asked.

"Sure, let's just be Lori and John now ok?"

"Thank you, John. God I can't believe you are so fucking strong and forceful in bed. I figured it would be fun when I saw you on list, but never thought you would give me the kind of fucking I love," She gushed.

I guess that I must have made some sort of expression that gave away my concern because she quickly added, "Don't worry; I am not expecting that there is any more to things then this night. You probably already have a girlfriend or girlfriends since you are so fucking hot.  I am just happy to have seen this side of you, my friend. I would never imagine you would want a slut fulltime."

I am not sure why I opened up her to her the way I did after that.




They Are A-OK Ch. 20



"Lori, you are right that I am not interested in a relationship right now. But you don't have the reasons right. It isn't about you or your sexual desires. I am just not a one person guy right now.  I have had sex with maybe twenty different people in the last month."

"You said person and people instead of chicks or girls or women. Does that mean that you are like your roommate?" She said seeming more interested than judgmental. 

"If you are asking if I am bi, yes absolutely. Does that bother you?"

"Wow, no not like it would have if I hadn't just felt your sexual power, John. I just never imagined a guy that did that gay stuff could use me and make me feel the way you do."

"Honestly, Lori, not so long ago I couldn't imagine touching another guy in anyway. Of course I couldn't have imagined doing the things I just did to a pretty girl like you. How long have you been into that stuff?"

"I guess pretty much forever," Was her simple answer.

She didn't volunteer any details of past lovers. I figured if she had wanted me to know she would tell me. I was also aware that what people don't want others to know we are often better off not knowing. Instead I probed for more information about her sorority and the fuck lists.

"So I guess ending up in Delta house with a list of guys to fuck was a happy discovery for you?" I asked feeling comfortable speaking frankly to the girl that had just shown me she was a total slut.

"Actually, it wasn't a surprise. The slut game was a big reason I sought membership."

Her frankness about the Delta sisters and their little game combined with my knowledge of the AOK sexual secrets made me wonder how many other frats and sororities had sexual proclivities unknown to the general student body. 

"You knew Delta house required its members to fuck lots of guys before you pledged?" I asked honestly surprised. 

"Not that big of a secret really, at least not among the females on campus. Too many guys have cheated on their girlfriends with Deltas for word not to have gotten around. Just like most everyone knows about the guys from Gamma Chi and the prize for bagging the most freshman chicks."

"First I have heard of that one too. Guess I should get around more, seems there are lots of little secrets on campus."

"In Greek houses there are plenty, anyway. So what are you AOK guys into other than being some of the hottest studs on campus?"

"Cock, of course," I blurted out surprising myself with my frankness.

She stared at me wide-eyed as if she had just heard where babies come from for the first time.

"A...er...um all of you?"

"Yeah, I guess in a way it is like the Delta's fuck lists."

"Oh my god! All of you hot studs are cock sucking fags!" She exclaimed.

"That isn't exactly accurate and I don't see how a fucking dirty little slut that gets off on having her ass whipped thinks she has the right to call people names!" I said trying to sound angrier than I felt.

"Oh, I am sorry, Sir. I was just so surprised and confused," She quickly retorted morphing back into her submissive persona.

"That's better you hot little bitch! Oh one thing if you ever tell anyone anything I tell you about the AOK's you will get a lot more than a little spanking with my belt."

"God you make me hot. I promise I will never say anything. John, we have each other's secrets now."

"Yours are safe," I said and kissed her softly.

"Sir, may I ask the favor of being allowed to sleep with you tonight?" She asked meekly. 

"Of course you may spend the night. But I am not done fucking you yet."

"Mmmmmmmm," She purred, "My body is yours for as long as you want to use it, Sir."

"First thing we need to do is go wash your cunt. I want to find out what my sweet little slut tastes like without a pussy full of my cum."

She didn't protest when I told her to come to the shower with me and took her out into the hall naked. I was a bit surprised when we passed Kyle's open door and his room was unoccupied. I had assumed he and Dante would have been in there fucking. From the lack of sound in the apartment I figured that they had fallen asleep in the living room after fucking on the sofa. Once we were in the shower, Lori carefully washed me from head to toe. Then I watched as she thoroughly washed her own body. She used the hand held sprayer to get her pussy completely cleaned out for me. As we left the bathroom ready to start another round we heard sounds coming from the living room. They were clearly the sounds of sexual activity.

Knowing that it was likely Kyle and Dante I grabbed Lori's hand and lead her down the hall. I figured she needed to see my sexy friends in action. We stopped in the archway that connected the hall to the living room. A single lamp illuminated the scene for us. Kyle was standing and Dante was on his hands and knees. Both of them were naked and rock hard. Dante looked a little bit like an excited puppy greeting his master as he happily licked Kyle's heavy balls. Lori was completely transfixed. I wasn't sure if it was the shock of seeing two guys together or the size of Kyle's equipment that had her stunned.

"Oh fuck, that is the biggest cock I have ever seen!" She suddenly exclaimed.

Dante stopped what he was doing and both of them turned to see that they had an audience. 

"Don't stop, bitch! The slut wants to see that fucking sausage in your mouth!" I said sternly. 

"Yes, Sir!' Dante said before slipping his lips over Kyle's fat cock head.

I began fondling Lori's ass as she watched Dante slowly swallow Kyle's huge rod. She was so excited that her whole body was shaking.

"Want to see that big cock shoved in that black bitch's boy cunt?" I growled into Lori's ear after a few minutes.

She was too excited to speak but managed to shake her head to say that she did want to see Dante fucked.  

"What the fuck is going on John?" Kyle asked clearly uneasy with the situation. 

"I am just expanding the slut's horizons. You never minded an audience in the past. Tell you what you can fuck this fine cunt later as a reward."

I felt Lori shudder as I slid my hand between her legs and shoved two fingers into her very wet cunt. I wasn't sure what made Kyle go along, the prospect of getting to put his dick in Lori or the excitement of being watched. He had confided to me in the past that he liked having an audience. As I fingered Lori's quivering cunt, he went to the stereo cabinet where we usually kept an extra tube of lube in case something got started in the living room. She squealed as she watched him shove the tube into Dante's ass and then coat his big throbbing organ. 

"Go on and help him guide his serpent into that tight asshole," I urged as I gave her a gentle shove.

She practically ran to Kyle's side. 

"Is it ok if I touch your cock Sir," She said to Kyle while practically drooling at the prospect.

Kyle had never really taken to the roll of Dom and meekly mumbled permission for her to touch his dick. She took hold of the big, shinny, slick shaft and aimed it at Dante's lubed up hole. 

"Tell him what you want to see, slut!" I demanded.

"Please let me see you put your beautiful hot cock deep in his sexy ass, Sir," She cooed without hesitation.

Though he was a bit hesitant I could tell that Kyle was turned on by all the attention. He pushed forward and forced his fat cock head into Dante's anal rim. The hot receiver squealed like a good little bitch as his rectum was stretched by Kyle's monster cock.  

"Oh god that is amazing!" She exclaimed.

Something must have clicked inside Kyle because he suddenly snapped at her, "Get behind me and massage my balls while I fuck the bitch!"

She quickly moved behind Kyle as she looked to me for permission. I nodded approval and she pressed her body to his while sliding a hand between his legs. Kyle was grinning broadly as her fingers worked his nuts while her hot tits rubbed against his flesh. He began pumping his cock in and out of the overjoyed football star while Lori rubbed her body against his back side. I soon grew bored just watching while stroking my cock. I walked over and grabbed Lori.

"Time for the main event, slut! Get down on your hands and knees next to that sexy little bitch!" I demanded.

She quickly got down on the floor next to Dante. I moved behind her and rammed my cock into her very ready cunt. As I began to ride her, Dante cried out and his cock exploded sending a torrent of thick cum onto the floor. I looked over to see an expression on Kyle's face that showed both ecstasy and discomfort. He was deep inside Dante's ass and was clearly caught in the vice grip of the rectal muscles reacting to a powerful orgasm. As soon as Dante's rectal walls relaxed, Kyle pulled free and jacked himself off on the sub's back. I was always fascinated by the way thick white cum looked on Dante's smooth brown skin. 

When the two guys moved away to relax and recover, I made Lori lick Dante's cum from the floor. Then I flipped her over and began to devour her hot juicy cunt. She thrashed about on the hard floor as wave after wave of orgasm racked her body. When I had had enough of eating her I stood up and straddled her still writhing body. I took hold of my cock and jerked off until I came shooting droplets of cum down onto her face. I knew she was ready for a lot more from the wanton look on her face.

"I think she is ready to ride the big guy, Kyle," I said and offered him a hand up.

Even though he didn't look ready to fuck he accepted my hand. I pulled him to his feet and started fondling his balls and semi-flaccid cock. He quickly came back to life.

"How do you want her?" I asked.

"Bent over the sofa would work best," He said timidly.

"You heard him bitch, get up!"

Lori quickly scrambled to her feet and went to bend over the sofa. Her expression was priceless when I asked Kyle if he was going to fuck her cunt or her ass. She clearly was not prepared for the idea of taking his huge cock up the ass. I wondered if I pushed the issue if she would refuse. I didn't find out because Kyle wanted her pussy. Her cunt easily accommodated his cock. He stood behind her slamming his thick tool in and out of her eliciting amazingly erotic moans from the hot slut. Even Dante who was not at all into pussy was mesmerized watching Kyle pound Lori's cunt like she was a cheap whore. 

After about five minutes of watching I sat down next to Dante and began to fondle his balls. I wanted him hard because I was pretty sure Lori would be ready for more cock after Kyle came. I knew after three orgasms it would be awhile before I was ready. Even though he wasn't into pussy I knew if I told him to Dante would fuck her. By the time the big man finally came in Lori's convulsing cunt, Dante was hard as steel.  As Kyle stumbled back into a chair, Lori looked hungrily at the beautiful brown cock in my hand.  

"You want this slut?" I asked.

"Oh god yes, Sir, please," She begged.

"Get down here and suck on it and show me how much you want it in your cunt!"

As she crawled between his legs, I caressed Dante's back and whispered that I wanted him to do it for me. He smiled weakly at me and then buried his face into my shoulder. As she nosily sucked his hot cock he nuzzled against me. I supposed that he was pretending that it was a man's lips on his dick instead of a hungry female slut.  The sight of the pretty little white slut sucking his delicious black cock with complete abandon as her long flowing hair danced over her back was invigorating.

"Time for you to take a ride, Lori. Lay back Dante."

He quickly obeyed me and I positioned her so that she was sitting facing his feet while bouncing up and down on his cock. I stood up in front of her and shoved my growing cock in her face. I doubted that I would be able to cum again but I could still enjoy having her mouth on me. She took hold of my cock and guided it to her lips. I watched her make oral love to my dick as she slid her cunt up and down Dante's stiff rod. Surprisingly it didn't take long for her to bring him to orgasm. I was thinking that maybe Dante didn't dislike pussy as much as he claimed. When he was done I yanked her to her feet. I turned her around and slapped her ass hard.

"Go wait in the bed room for me!"

As she walked away I got down next to Dante and gave him a soft kiss.

"Thank you, for being such a good boy," I said before moving over to Kyle.

"What the fuck was that all about John?" Kyle asked. 

I reached out and stroked Kyle's cheek as I explained that I had hooked up with a chick from class and discovered she was a submissive slut after we got to my room. 

"Damn she is really something. I can't remember any chick ever taking my cock that easily," He said sounding worn out.

"Thanks for playing along. I think we gave her a night to remember."

I bent down and gave him a long deep kiss before heading off to join Lori in my bed. When I got to the room she was laying on her back with her legs parted slightly fully exposed and clearly ready for anything else I wanted. Since I had things to do in the morning what I most wanted was to fulfill my promise to let her sleep with me. I crawled into bed and pulled her into my arms. We kissed for several minutes.

"Oh god, thank you, Sir," She cooed when our lips separated. "You are an amazing man."

I stroked her hair as she lay with her head on my chest.

"I am glad you enjoyed yourself, Lori. I had great fun and so did my friends. I need to get some sleep soon, but if you want we can talk. Just as Lori and John without the sir and slut stuff is ok."

"Thank you John. I haven't been with a man who could make me feel this good in awhile. I don't want that all the time, but god I need it more than I get it. I am just amazed that you knew what I needed so well. Oh and fuck, seeing your friends fuck, wow! I promise I will never think the same way about guys having sex with each other. All of you are so sexy."

"I am glad you discovered new things. You are hot as hell. Have you ever thought about going to bed with another woman?"

"Not really, I mean, maybe. I guess everyone wonders. But the only chance I ever had I stopped before it went very far."

"Really?"

"Yes, a friend of mine and I started fooling around one night, but I felt weird.

"It would be really hot to have you along with another woman." 

"Wow have you done that, before?"

"Sure I have been in a lot of different group situations. It is really exciting!"

She looked at me lustfully. 

"I don't know, John, maybe if she was like me and you were calling all the shots I could get past my feelings about doing things with another woman," She said softly and kissed my chest.

I slid my hand down her back and caressed her ass.

"Maybe I will arrange something to test out your obedience in that case."

I was pretty sure that she was smiling when we drifted off to sleep together.



They Are A-OK Ch. 21



Two weeks before my graduation into full brotherhood, I found myself alone and bored on a Saturday. I had just about finished all of my semester assignments and I was confidant about the upcoming final exams. Swim team was over for the year. Most of my AOK friends were busy with graduation ceremony preparations. Jason and Jerry were studying for the final pledge test or doing something as part of their ascensions. I even tried to get a hold of Lori to see if she wanted to fuck to no avail. 

As I sat alone in the apartment listening to music my mind wandered back to the island. I thought about Adam, but I already knew he was unavailable and I wouldn't see him again until graduation night. His note said that he hoped the celebration with the incoming pledges wouldn't wear me out too much because he was hoping he and I would spend the night together. I slipped my shorts down and began to stroke my growing cock as I thought of others on Adam's island.

My night with Reggie and Shelia filled my head. Soon enough though Reggie faded from the fantasy. In my mind I was alone with Shelia. She was under me begging me to fuck her harder. Her blond hair was wildly arrayed on the bed as my chest pressed into her large magnificent tits. Her seductive moans filled my ears as if she was actually in the room. I wished I knew where she was at that moment so I could go to her and really fuck her. But of course that was impossible. I knew that she was likely on the island or far off with Adam conducting business. 

I racked my brain for who I could call to satisfy my growing sexual hunger. There were a few guys I knew were likely not busy that would come over for a romp in my bed. But I didn't make a call. Cock was not going to satisfy the itch I had. I wanted pussy. Acknowledging that desire was exciting and puzzling at the same time. For almost a year sex had been sex to me. As long as my partner was good, guys were as good as chicks. It was really only when I was in the company of a particular woman that turned me on that the gender made even the slightest difference. If I was horny the first hot body or bodies available, male or female was what I wanted. But that particular evening with no woman in sight and only cock as a possibility I choose to keep masturbating rather than seek out the almost sure possibility of finding a guy to fuck.

As I continued to stroke my cock, my mind returned to the island. I saw myself wandering down a narrow unpaved path. Oddly I was totally naked. I seemed lost until I realized in the fantasy I was on the back path that led from Adam's house to the small village where Alicia lived. With my eyes closed it was as if I had been transported back to the island. I heard the sound of giggling and looked to my right. The foliage was too thick to see the source of the laughter. I pushed aside several palm like branches and stepped off the path into the dense growth. A hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me. The foliage was so thick I could not see who it was that had hold of me, pulling deeper into the jungle-like tropical paradise.

Then the jungle gave way to a clearing. Alicia was holding my wrist. She wore the same shift she had put on after we fucked in her bed. Her eyes bore into me. She licked her lips. For the first time I realized I was naked.

"John, I am glad you came back for me but it is not safe to wander around here alone and naked," She said and pulled her simple dress over her head.

I gathered her in my arms and we kissed deeply. As my hard cock rubbed against her body in my fantasy, I jacked my cock harder in reality. I heard male voices calling her name. Her brothers were looking for her. She lay on the ground and told me to fuck her quickly before they found us. I got on top of her and my cock instantly slid into her the way things happen only in fantasy. While my mind was fucking Alicia in the jungle my fist was pounding my aching cock. Her brother came into the clearing just as my cock exploded in my hand. As my warm cum dripped down my fingers Alicia disappeared but her brother remained. I was expecting that we would fight. I still do not know why I did not open my eyes and end the fantasy. 

Instead of raising his fists, Gregory smiled at me. He said that since I fucked his sister that I should fuck him too and began to undress. His skin was dark and his body toned and sleek. He clearly did not ever lay in the sun as his tan was a working man's tan. His body was evenly brown except for where his cut off jeans blocked the sun's rays. It was almost like he was wearing a light tan pair of shorts except for his large very hairy cock being on full display. He got on his hands and knees next to me and began to lick his sister's cunt juice from my flaccid cock. Though I was fascinated by the new views conjured up in my head my cock did not grow either in the fantasy or in reality. Even the imagine of a near perfect innocent stud eager to be fucked by me did not fire my juices. 

"No!" I screamed and opened my eyes. "I want cunt!"

I looked down and saw my deflated cum covered cock still in my palm. Though I had cum hard I was still super horny. As I dragged myself to the bathroom to shower off the sweat and cum born of my fantasies, another woman from the island popped into my head. I quickly showered and then without bothering to dry off went to my room and began searching through the collections of notes and cards in the top drawer of my desk. I stared at the small card that was turning over and over in my fingers. The name Felicity teased me. I closed my eyes and pictured the mature seductress that had been so open about her desires. I also heard Paul's warning about her. 

But no one's warning could have stopped my next move. I grabbed the phone and dialed the number quickly like it might fade from the card before I could punch all nine buttons. She answered before the second ring had finished.

"Hello, Ms. Culbertson, this is John Campanelli. I was hoping we might get together and take care of that matter we discussed." 

"What matter is that, John and where was it we met?" She said coolly.

I was reasonably sure that she was playing with me. I decided that plain talk would be the best play in return. 

"We met on Adam Donaldson's island some weeks ago. The matter we discussed involved the two of us getting together to fuck like wild animals. I regret I have been rather busy and could not call sooner."

"Oh of course I recall the conversation. But one small point John, when calling to discuss fucking, I believe first names are appropriate."

"So are you available to fuck this weekend, Felicity?" I asked bluntly growing ever more horny and tiring of playing games.

She simply said yes and gave me direction to her house. It was about an hour and half drive from campus and I needed to borrow a car.

"I will see you in a couple of hours. Feel free to rev up your pussy," I said and hung up the phone before she could reply.

I dressed quickly in a pair of shorts and a polo shirt I had brought from the island. I wore my preferred underwear, knit boxer-briefs. Impulsive I threw a few things in a duffle bag just in case the night turned into a couple of days. On my feet I wore the very expensive saddles I got on the island. I knew a few guys that had cars but I wasn't sure which one might be available. Since I didn't want to waste time I turned to a guy I knew could get anything. I dialed the frat house office and was happy that he was available to answer the phone. When I told him I needed a car he informed me that he had one at the house I could pick up any time. 

I was on the road twenty minutes after hanging up on Felicity. I stuck to the speed limit because I didn't want to be early and seem overly anxious. Truth was I was extremely anxious and with every mile getting hornier and more anxious. Her directions were perfect and easy to follow. It turned out the house I was directed to was what could be called a country estate. I have no idea how much of the surrounding land she owned but the oak tree lined drive was so long the house could not be seen from the street. In addition, once at the house no other houses could be seen in any direction. The colonial style mansion that would have put most plantation homes to shame stood amidst vast emerald lawns that were punctuated with large stately trees. The landscaping was perfect and well tended. The circular drive was made of hand laid stone and had an ornate fountain as a center piece.

I was a bit disappointed in what I saw because I knew such a house meant that there would be many servants in residence. I was in the mood for swinging from the chandeliers not a discreet fuck in the mistress's chambers. As it turned out Felicity had taken care of that issue. When I rang the bell instead of being greeted by the expected butler, she answered wearing a very sheer robe that did little to conceal the equally sheer night gown underneath. Her tits and stunningly pert nipples were clearly visible as she was braless. A tiny flame red thong barely hid her cunt. It was obvious that she was either shaved smooth or trimmed quite close. 

"Welcome, John, come in," She said in her wonderfully seductive voice.

"Thank you, Felicity, nice house."

"It is a bit big and quiet, since I gave the staff the night off after you called," She informed me with a sly grin. 

"The big isn't so important and I think the quiet will soon be gone, but dismissing the staff seems appropriate," I replied as she led me through the large foyer and down a long hall.

"Why, John are you planning to do something you wouldn't want others to know about?" She asked sarcastically as she opened a pair of doors that led to large patio.

The patio over looked an expansive garden that was completely secluded. I could not even see the lights of her nearest neighbors. I wondered if she planned on us fucking outdoors.

"I don't really care who knows what I do, honestly," I said confidently. "I just don't see a need for an audience when we fuck."

I was trying my best to keep up with her blunt attitude about the reason for my visit. 

"Really? I thought you AOK boys enjoyed having an audience."

Had she not had her back toward me she would have seen the surprised look on my face at the mention of my fraternity in relation to sex.

"We are confidant in what we do if that is what you mean," I said, hoping she knew less than I feared about the brotherhood.

She turned and moved toward me.

"John, I am sure you know I am referring to far more than the legendary confidence of the members of the brotherhood."

I was certain she saw the change in my expression her new words caused. Still I choose to try to bluff her.

" Felicity, I can not possibly imagine what you think you know about my fraternity. But I can tell you if you brought me here under the guise of wanting to fuck only to try to elicited some information you can use against Adam or some other member of my frat than you are going to be disappointed," I said trying to sound stern and in charge.

She laughed softly in an oddly alluring way.

"No wonder he likes you so much. You are very good. A well trained loyal little cock sucker."

I knew she meant the term cock sucker in the literal sense and not as a derisive put down. 

"I suppose there are a few things you should know before I let you find out if I suck cock as well as Adam," She continued. "My husband was AOK and I doubt that there is anything I don't know about your perverted frat house. As for information I can use against Adam, I have plenty of sordid details about his sexuality. He was a particular favorite of my husband and we often shared his delicious cock."

I knew that I should say something. But I could not find the words. The surprise of her revelations along with an idea that was forming in the back of my head left me speechless. The timing could have been right for her husband to have been the mentor Reggie told me about. 

"What's wrong Johnny-boy? Did you imagine that you were the first young man I ever asked over for a fuck?"

"Of course not, Felicity. I am under no illusions about you and your interest in me. Our talk on the dock convinced me that your cunt is no stranger to cocks, young and old. It is only that your little tale put me in mind of another story one of Adam's guests told me."

"Dear old Reggie must have been talking to you," She opined with a wink.

"He has some interesting stories to tell. Oddly, your name didn't come up in any of them."

"Reggie and I didn't see as much of each other as Adam and I. I suppose Adam didn't say much to him about visits to this house. But I knew about my husband's darker sexual needs and the house he kept near the college. Adam was different than most of the boys that my husband shall we say entertained. Jerome, that was my husband's name, brought few of the boys here. Adam came frequently, even after he finished school. I have seen everything imaginable with that amazing man. You are a lucky boy."

I was growing anxious. I was tired of old stories and her tales were causing imagines of Adam and me sharing her to fill my head. I closed the small gap between us, took her in my arms and kissed her hard.

"Time to can the talk and get on with the fucking," I said trying to take charge of the situation.

"Hmmmm, not even going to buy me a drink first?" She asked playfully.

"Do you need one to get in the mood?"

"No, but there is one more thing you should know. Jerome was as submissive with me as he was dominant with his boys."

"I am not submissive with anyone, Felicity," I said sternly, determined not to let her turn me into a lap dog lover.

"I know John. That is why I invited you to come fuck me. When my husband was alive all I had was his spineless cock and those of his pansy-assed lovers. Adam was an exception, but for his hard fucking I had to watch his kowtowing and punishment at the hands of my husband. I still have trouble finding men who will treat me the way a man should treat a slut. I dominate them all in the boardroom and damn near all in the bedroom. Do you have the balls to be a real man?"

Her persona surprised me in light of the warning Paul Stavros had made. But his submissive nature had been obvious from the start. Perhaps she had wanted something from him he could not give or maybe he was simply jealous that I could have her and he couldn't. It was a mystery that I could not solve at that moment. I also thought that it was possible that I was being tested, but I discounted that thought. Wanting to prove what a man I was I grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to a small patch of lawn bordering the slate patio. 

"Get on your knees," I demanded.

She smiled as she dropped down onto the thick grass. I stepped out of my shoes as I opened my belt. She licked her lips as she watched me unbutton my fly. When my pants fell to the ground I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. Her sighing coo told me she was enjoying the show.

"Sir, may I help?" She asked tentatively. 

She had totally transformed from an aggressive cougar to a polite, hesitant kitten. I nodded my head and she reached for my underwear. The back of her hand touched my growing bulge as she moved her fingers to my waistband. The effect was like the touch of a butterfly's wings. She peeled away my underwear carefully lifting the elastic over my erect member. As she slowly slid the knit material down, she planted soft kisses on my legs. I was already awarding her bonus points in the blow job competition she had proposed for her deliciously teasing style. When she lifted each foot to free my ankles she added kisses to my toes. 

When she had me naked from the waist down instead of going for my cock she asked if she could stand to finish undressing me. I again nodded my approval. She rose to her feet with a surprising flexibility considering her age. Her smooth movements made her seem more like a 20-year-old classmate of mine than a mature 50-year-old. She made a production of loosing the only button on my shirt before lifting the alligator crested material over my head. Without asking she leaned forward and began flicking her soft tongue over my left nipple. Impulsively I took hold of the scruff of her neck and pulled her back.

"I believe you are supposed to be on your knees," I snarled.

"I am sorry, Sir. I just couldn't resist your amazing chest," She purred.

I playfully smacked on her ass as I ordered her to strip before sucking my cock. She untied a previously unseen ribbon at her waist and the sheer robe fell open. The threads of her red thong seemed luminescent in the moonlit garden. She turned around and shrugged her shoulders causing the fabric to fall from her shoulders onto the ground. Since the thong was no more than a thin strip around her waist attached to a thin strip hidden between her buttocks from the rear she appeared naked. I could feel my cock jump as I drank in her supple flesh with my eyes. When she turned back around I was surprised to see that her medium sized tits were still pert and youthful. Her nipples were pink and clearly erect. Her all over tan made it look as though she had almost no areolas at all. I stopped her when she moved her hands to her waist.

"Let me," I gasped.

She smiled and bowed her head as she let her hands fall to her sides. When I lowered her skimpy panty I discovered that I was right about her being hairless below the waist. Interestingly the only untanned part of her body was the small patch of flesh around her cunt that had been covered by the front of her thong. I caressed her silky legs as I pulled the thong off her feet. When I stood I brought the fabric to my lips and kissed it with a put on flourish before tossing it atop my pants.

"A souvenir of our first fuck," I said softly letting her know I intended to return for more.

"I hope you like what you see, Sir," She purred.

"I am very pleased. Now it is time to see if your cock sucking skills match you beauty. Get on you knees!"

She was on her knees in the soft grass almost before I finished the command. She touched my thighs with the tips of her long well manicured fingernails. I reached down and began to tease her curls with my fingers.

"I think the stories I heard about you are rather inaccurate," I said casually as if commenting on the weather.

"May I ask what stories you have heard, Sir?" She cooed after kissing the head of my throbbing cock.

"I was told that you are bitch that enjoys viciously chewing up men. But what I find is a delightful obedient slut."

"Only those that do not know how handle me find me to be vicious, Sir. There are so few real men in this world," She purred. "I can be a tigress or a kitten; as docile as a lamb or as fearsome as a lioness on the hunt."

I smiled as I knotted her hair in my fingers and yanked her head back.

"You will find that I know how to handle a cunt like you and even the slightest scratch will be answered severely," I growled. "Now show me what a good little slut you are!"

She shivered visibly and moaned her pleasure at my words. I loosened my grip allowing her to move her lips to my already dripping cock. She licked the oozing precum from its tip before running her tongue down the underside of my rigged member. She set my flesh to tingling by caressing every inch of my cock with her lips and tongue. She was very talented and I allowed her to control the action. After thoroughly bathing my cock she moved from my saliva covered shaft to my heavy ball sack. She kissed and nuzzled my nuts as she continued to tease my shaft with her fingertips. She sucked upon each of my cum laden balls before surprising me be taking both of my oversized balls into her mouth. To show my approval, I caressed her head gently as she sucked my balls. After a few minutes of driving me wild pleasuring my balls she pulled back. She sat back upon her heels and looked up at me.




They Are A-OK Ch. 21



"Sir, how to you wish to use me, further?" She asked in a sweet almost innocent voice.

I knew I was in for a long very pleasurable night. With that knowledge I decided that my first load was going down her throat. I pulled her back up by her hair and told her to open wide. I could see in her eyes that she knew what was coming and was very pleased. 

"Oh, god, yes, please fuck my face, Sir," She moaned as I began rubbing my cock head over her open lips.

I tugged on her hair causing her open wider and pushed my cock into her mouth. Her tongue caressed the underside of my dick as I shoved my cock head to the back of her mouth. She showed no sign of distress or even the slightest gag. I went all the way, sliding my cock into her throat until my balls rested on her chin. She closed her lips on my shaft and hummed while still pressing her tongue hard to my rigid pole. I took a firm hold on her head and began to thrust in and out of her mouth. When I would occasionally pull out to give her a chance to take a breath she begged me to continue. 

Finally, my passion boiled over and I sent a thick ribbon of cum across her tongue and into her throat. She happily swallowed as spurt after spurt of cum shot from my spasming cock. The last few drops landed on her lips when my cock jerked free of her mouth. She smiled as she licked my thick cum from her lips and then cleaned the last bead from my cock head. I grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. When I pressed my lips to hers and pushed my tongue into her mouth I could taste the musky flavor of the cum she was still savoring. 

"Mmmmmmmmm, thank you, Sir," she moaned as I broke the kiss. 

"Damn you are a hot little cock sucker!" I exclaimed. "It is time you showed me your bedroom. I hate fucking in the grass."

I didn't actually care if it was a mattress or a lawn under us when we fucked. I was more interested in the time the walk to her bedroom would give me to recover than the bed.

"Sir, may I fix you a drink before we go up?" She asked sweetly.

Knowing that she would have anything I asked for I said, "Yes, make mine a Crown Royal with a splash of ginger ale and fix yourself something."

She turned toward the house and I followed. Neither of us bothered to retrieve our clothing. As she walked down the same hall we had come from I watched her enticing ass sway. There is nothing like a sexy well put together ass, male or female to keep my engine revving. Hers was near perfection. She turned into a room about half way back up the hall. It was softly lit by a series of crystal wall sconces. On the far wall was a bar that looked as if it was made for use in a fine restaurant. Its dark wood matched that of the highly waxed floor. The light from the sconces sparkled on the bars brass railing. The room itself was sparsely furnished suggesting that it might be used for dancing. Through an alcove to the right there was a small sitting area with comfortable looking chairs and a couple of love seats as well as a few small tables. 

As Felicity slipped behind the bar I noticed that there was a stereo system mounted in a wall cabinet. I walked over and pressed a button that filled the room with soft music. It was jazzy type music being played by a band that knew how to entertain without being intrusive. They were very good, the type of band that might back up Sinatra in his hey day. As I stepped to the bar and took the drink she offered I was surprised to find I was dead on about the band. A familiar tune started and then I heard old blue eyes voice. 

"Sir, if you would prefer something more recent..." She started to offer. 

"No this is perfect," I said and took a sip of the almost perfectly prepared drink.

"I hope the balance of liquor to mixer pleases you, Sir," She purred before taking a sip of her own drink.

"If it had not, you would already have felt my displeasure," I said sternly.

That brought a smile to her face. Her eyes sparkled in the soft light. As I looked into them, I wanted to ask her dance. But I was definitely lacking training in the style of dance that fit the music. Jumping around with arms flailing was about all the dancing I had done up to that point except for the occasional swaying and sweating one does at a prom or wedding. 

As is she could read my mind, she asked, "Sir, do you by chance dance. I find being held in the arms of a strong man while naked on the dance floor amazingly erotic."

Because the idea was so appealing I decided to take a chance that admitting to my lack of dance skills would not be an issue. I hoped asking her to teach me to dance would not diminish my strength in her eyes.

"Nothing would please me more than to dance naked with you. However, I have no training and little experience dancing to this type of music," I said honestly.

She smiled as she replied in a sweet voice, "Sir, it would be an honor if you allowed me teach you to dance."

I nodded and took another sip of my drink as she came around the bar. I have no idea how well I actually did that evening but I felt like Fred Astaire as she gently guided me through the steps. She was an incredible dancer and teacher. I was sure I would learn much more than dance steps from her. As we danced I grew hard again and was soon ready for a very different kind of dance. I was ready to go from the two-step to the horizontal mambo. I suggested we take a break and finish our drinks. As we sat on adjacent stools sipping our drinks I slipped my free hand between her legs and teased her labia with my finger tips. Her dampness told me that she was ready to fuck.

I stood and kissed her as I slipped a finger deep inside her cunt. She squealed when my thumb found her clit. She thrusted her crotch forward as I finger fucked her hot wet tunnel. I surprised her when I lifted her off the stool and onto the bar. She grabbed the edge of the bar as I pulled her legs apart and began to devour her hairless cunt. I lapped up her flowing juices before concentrating my efforts on her clit. As she writhed on the shinny bar top I pushed two fingers into her. The combination of my finger on her g-spot and my tongue on her clit soon sent her over the edge. Her moaning cries of passion echoed off the walls of the bar all but drowning out the music. 

"Oh my god, oh my god, fuck, I oh yes, I can't fucking believe what you are doing to me," She called out in a deep guttural tone as another orgasm took hold of her body. 

After what I judged to be her forth orgasm I lifted her off the bar and turned her around. She quickly got the idea. She bent and grabbed the back side of the bar and put her feet up on the brass rail. I was pretty sure she had been fucked in the bar before. With her raised up like that her cunt aligned perfectly with my throbbing cock. I grabbed her hips and rammed my cock home. She gasped as my cock hit her cervix and then urged me to fuck her hard. My fingers dug into her flesh as I began to ride her roughly. She met each of my thrusts by pushing her pelvis back toward me. When I pulled back she relaxed. Our bodies seemed to be perfectly in sync. It was a wild physical ride that left me panting and sweat covered by the time I finally came in her cunt. 

I pulled out and leaned against the bar as I tried to catch my breath. She told me I was an amazing lover and then busied herself refreshing our drinks. When she was done she came back to me, knelt at my feet and kissed my cock tenderly.

"Thank you, Sir. May I offer you the comfort of my bed, now?" She purred seductively.

I accepted her invitation and suggested that she bring the bottle as I picked up the heavy crystal glass containing my drink. She told me that she had everything I would need in her room. I followed her down the hall and up a large curved staircase to the second floor. The second floor was divided into two wings. Her expansive bedroom suite took up the majority of one wing. Even after spending time at Adam's house on the island I was not prepared for such a room. I judged that with its, sitting and dressing room, closets and bath her bedroom was larger by more than half again my parents house. I was not yet far enough removed from the scarcity of my upbringing to be unimpressed by the luxury of the place. My reaction did not go unnoticed.

"Its just a place to lay my head..and well of course fuck in the case of very special men," She said with a sincerity that helped reduce the awe I was feeling.

"So you don't fuck all your dates here?" I asked as calmly as I could manage after accepting her invitation to sit with her on a love seat across from her bed.

It felt decadent to be sitting around casually with the fifty-year-old beauty while naked. That feeling was enhanced by the knowledge that the juices leaking from her cunt would no doubt leave an interesting spot for her maid to clean from the expensive fabric. 

"Very few men have seen this room since my husband died and I had it redecorated. I think you are the third and if my memory is correct only one of six men including my husband who have ever been in this room."

I had no idea if she was lying to stroke my ego of being genuine. I took no real pride in being in what she seemed to think was an elite group. I had already fucked her in a way that showed that at least for me she was a slut from whom I could have most anything I wanted. As I stared into her eyes and took a long drink I wondered what had transpired between her and Paul Stavros. He clearly wanted to stop me from fucking her and had spoken with true distain. I could only guess that she had somehow taken advantage of his submissive nature. I wanted to ask her about him but feared that would lead to trouble for the yacht captain. I did not wish to fuel any disharmony that existed between the two.

We sat there, talking and drinking, while occasionally kissing and touching each other intimately for nearly two hours. Each time my glass was empty she dutifully, got up and went to a small bar that was hidden behind a sliding wall panel. In addition to being incredibly sexy and delightfully submissive she was also a fascinating conversationalist. She had been nearly everywhere and was apparently extremely well read. I was having an amazing time enjoying the conversation, intimacy and her fawning over me. I had also managed to get quite a buzz going. She did not show any signs that the alcohol was having much of an effect on her. When she tried to take my glass for yet another refill, I suggested we take a break from the drink and crawl under her covers.

She seemed very happy with that suggestion. We cuddled and kissed and eventually fucked once more before falling asleep in each others arms. In bed things were very different than they had been in the bar. The wildness and roughness were gone. I treated her gently and made love to her. She responded by purring like a kitten when she came. The next morning I fucked her in the shower before sending her to my car for the duffle bag I brought. The brunch prepared by her cook was delicious.

"Expect a call from me soon," I said as we stood by the car.

"I am yours anytime, Sir. It was an amazing night, John," She said as I pulled her tight to my body.

I kissed her deeply before adding, "I agree a very amazing night, Felicity."

I squeezed her ass before slipping behind the wheel. She stood in the driveway waving as I drove off.  



They Are A-OK Ch. 22



When I got back to my apartment late that afternoon, I discovered that my unannounced absence from campus had caused a great deal of commotion in the brotherhood. 

"Where the fuck have you been?" Was Kyle's greeting before I even got the front door closed.

"Not real sure why I need to explain myself but I had an out of town date Saturday night. What the fuck is the problem anyway?" I shot back feeling unusually defensive.

"There are several problems lover. First a damn note would have been nice. Your fucking brothers have been searching campus and town for you. There was a suggestion that you might have been abducted. No one could figure why a pledge would leave without telling anyone on the eve of graduation week. Fucking Christ man, the council is spiting mad," He explained clearly exasperated.

"Fuck, no one told me there was any reason for me to hang around."

"I know, there was a surprise ceremony this morning. We showed up to get you at six expecting you to be in bed snoring. Since everyone of your fucking friends in the brotherhood was in on the surprise we had to start checking other people you might be spending the night with. We pissed off a lot of people with early calls who had no idea where you were."

"Didn't Colin's little buddy in the AOK office tell him I took out a car?" I asked stunned that anything had gotten past the council's gofer.

"No, he didn't think to inform anyone about a routine loan of a car to a brother and no one thought to ask him about you. As far as anyone knows you haven't fucked him yet."

"Well actually I have, but anyway why are you so agitated over this?"

"Because I am worried about the penalty you will have to pay."

"Fuck so my ass gets a few welts.." I managed before he cut me off.

"Damn, I thought you memorized every damn word in those ritual manuals. This is a major offense. You should have known that you were restricted to campus starting at midnight Saturday."

"Yeah, I do recall that. But I figured that since I was so far ahead of my pledge class I wouldn't have any requirements until mid-week."

"Don't explain it to me and I wouldn't try that excuse with the council. Fuck, let's go. Anyone who finds you is instructed to deliver you to the council room immediately."

He made a quick call to Colin so he could call off the search and give the council time to assemble. After I took a piss we headed across campus to the house. I was surprised that there was no life in the house when we arrived. As it turned out anyone that was in the house had been sent to round up the searchers. Kyle led me through the eerily quiet mansion to the council meeting room on the third floor. I somehow knew that this visit to the large ceremonial room would be very different from my previous times up there. 

The seven council members sat behind the long table at the front of the room. They wore their robes with the hoods up. Their heads were bowed which concealed their faces from view. Of course unlike my first visit to the room, by that time I knew them all well. Brock sat in the center seat. As usual Eric and Calvin were seated to his right. Next to them sat the newest council member, Randy Aber. He had replaced Ray. On the left side were three seniors, Aaron Nelson, Joe Fields and Stan Graham. Though the majority of the council were friends and lovers, I knew I could not expect special treatment. They would do their duty to the brotherhood even if that included casting out a friend. I stood in the doorway while Colin led Kyle up to the table. 

"Exulted council, Brother Kyle comes before you with urgent business," Colin said in a reverent tone. "Do I have leave to allow him to speak?"

I knew from the formalness of the words and tone that I was in for a serious experience. I also knew that whatever it took I would not flinch or deny the power of the council. Full membership was close and far too important to loose. Brock raised his head. Though he was speaking to Colin I felt as if his eyes were boring into my body. 

"He may speak," Brock said softly.

Colin withdrew and joined me at the doorway.

"I bring before you the wayward pledge. He returned to our apartment unaware of his misdeed," Kyle said in deferential tones. 

I was stunned that Kyle was adding the crime of ignorance of brotherhood rules to my absence. I assumed that he did so to show me that only complete honesty would keep me in the brotherhood. 

"It is fortunate that you brought him to us so soon. Have you anything more to report?" Brock asked in an unusually stern tone.

"Only that I deeply regret and fully apologize for his failure as I am sure all of us that were responsible for the pledge do also."

"The others may speak for themselves. As for our judgment of you, that will wait until we speak with the pledge. Please wait in the ante room."

As Kyle disappeared into the small room behind the main chamber, I caught of glimpse of Troy and Dom. I felt sick as I realized that my actions would cause others to be punished as well. 

"Brother Colin, have the pledge bare himself and then bring him before us," Brock barked. 

I was frightened as I quickly stripped off my clothing in response to the order echoed by Colin. The atmosphere had a somber tone that filled me with dread. The thought that I might actually loose all that had been offered to me weighed heavily upon my thoughts. As soon as I was naked Colin took my arm and led me to the table. The other council members raised their heads and Colin back away into the shadows. I had grown accustomed to being made to stand naked before groups of my brothers. I had been examined, fondled, poked and prodded in places and ways unimaginable not long before I began my pledge semester. But that day was different. I felt as if they were looking past my exposed flesh to my very soul when they lowered their hoods and stared at me.

"Pledge you have been brought before us on very serious charges," Brock began solemnly. "The council has been conferring all this day on these matters. We are disappointed and saddened that a pledge with your promise has failed the brotherhood in such a serious way."

Though I tried I could not conceal the emotions I felt at the mention of failing the brotherhood. There was no mistaking the meaning of Brock's words. Thankfully, he continued as if I had not reacted.

"Worse, it now comes to our attention that it was not accidental. In fact it seems that you have admitted being unaware of your duties. Is this true, pledge?"

"Sir, I was not completely unaware. I allowed the requirement to slip my mind as I have not been given any duties lately. I had in my mind that the next requirement I would need to fulfill would fall on this coming Wednesday. I humbly apologize for my transgression and submit myself to any punishment I need serve as penitence."

"John, this matter is not as simple as you seem to want to make it," Brock said sadly, surprising me with the use of my name. "Your actions have a wide effect. Failing to meet so important a restriction at this stage is to disregard our most sacred rites. Further you have brought shame upon those responsible for your training; your sponsors, guides and mentors fail because you fail."

He fell silent as I stood there trying not to squirm. I felt a bit nauseous that not only might I be denied membership in the brotherhood, but also my closest friends were going to suffer a loss of prestige. After several minutes of standing there with fourteen eyes boring into me, Brock finally spoke again.

"Does any of the council have questions for the pledge?"

Eric was the first to speak. As he did so I wondered if I ever again would get to see the hawk as I sucked his cubby cock.

"Pledge, perhaps it would benefit the council to know what was so important that our sacred rules were lost to your memory?" He asked in a compassionate sounding tone. 

He was offering me a chance to defend myself with an explanation of some important matter I needed to attend. But all I had was the truth which I knew was not reason enough to violate an important rule.

"A sexual liaison was all that was involved," I said in a voice barely above a whisper. 

I thought Joe Fields was going to come over the table as he commented incredulously on my answer. Though almost twenty-three the curly headed stocky wrestler looked like he might still be in high school. His youthful freckled face turned red with apparent anger. I could see that he had balled up his fist and his dark eyes bore into me.

"John your reputation is well known. You do not lack for sexual partners. A majority of this assembly including myself have been intimate with you. In addition to those in the brotherhood who have or would like to have sex with you, it is no secret that you are popular with the female students here as well. How can it be that you had such a great need for a fuck that you had to leave campus? Please explain so that we may know you have not lied to us!" 

Until he mentioned it I had barely remembered having sex with Joe. I had been hanging around the frat house with my pledge mates one afternoon when Joe asked me up to his room. Once in his room he simply told me that he wanted to go to bed with me. We got naked, made out in his bed for awhile and then sucked each other's cocks. It was unimaginative but fun enough. However, it was not something I sought to repeat. I had the feeling for him I was just another mark on his score card. Since he used my first name I used his in return.

"Joe, it was not an overall lack of sex that precipitated my going off campus for a date. But it was a partner that was not obtainable on campus. My partner was a woman that I met while visiting Adam Donaldson," I started hoping the mention of Adam might have a mitigating influence on the outcome. "It was an overdue liaison I believe. But there was a reason that my sexual need was higher than usual this weekend. Most of my brothers were occupied with graduation prep or helping my pledge mates complete tasks. As for my popularity with campus women, it seems on this particular weekend that all the females that might be readily available for sex were otherwise occupied. Since I had a prior commitment to visit this woman it seemed a better alternative then jerking off or attempting a pickup of a new partner."

"And the name of this mystery woman that you claim is a friend of brother Adam?" Brother Aaron, who was sitting next to Joe asked piping in.

I was not sure how steady a ground I was on when I a respectfully declined to give her name.

"Sir, I do not believe that it is proper to reveal the indenty of a person who I have been intimate with without their permission."

At that point both Joe and Aaron looked spitting mad. Fortunately, Brock interceded.

"John, your chivalry is admirable and certainly in keeping with the brotherhood's creed. However, the keeping of a secret from a brother is unacceptable. You will reveal her name with the assurance that your secret is our secret and the name will not pass these walls."

I could tell from his tone that I had no choice. Maintaining a secret before the council would be the final blow to my chances of membership.

"I am sorry to have not responded immediately with a forthright answer. However, she is well known I a felt a duty to protect her reputation. My liaison was with Felicity Culbertson."

The surprised look on Brock's face was matched by the faces of the other six council members. It was clear that they all knew her. I wasn't sure if any had bedded her. Though I was sure if they had it was a very different experience than my own. In another minute Brock asked if there were any more questions. No one spoke and he stood up and came around the table. I had expected an immediate judgment, but instead found myself with Brock's arm around my shoulder as he led me out into the hall.

"John, you will wait here while the council deliberates."

"What is going to happen to me?" I asked feeling desperate. 

"I do not know. The council is a democratic body. Being president carries great ceremonial honor but little power. The majority decided your fate and I will not comment further."

"I am sorry for all of this Brock."

"Me too. I am also worried about you beyond brotherhood matters. Felicity is dangerous."

"No worries there. I know her secrets."

"I hope we have a chance to talk more about her in that case. For now I must leave you."

He returned to the council room and Colin came out. I assumed he was sent to babysit me.

"They didn't think I would run away did they?" I asked him.

"Of course not. Their deliberations are secret even from me. I could have gone anywhere, but I thought you might like some company instead of being left alone with your thoughts," He replied in what sounded to be a sincere tone. 

"Thank you that would be nice."

Suddenly I felt odd standing there naked while Colin was fully dressed with no sexual context. His next words didn't exactly ease those feelings. 

"John, if you would like some distraction, I want you to know I am very willing to help."

"Wow, are you suggesting we fuck while we wait?" I asked totally surprised. 

"Um, I know sex is probably the last thing on your mind, but I know that it clears away everything sometimes. I just thought if you wanted I could suck your cock or whatever."

The idea of having Colin get on his knees and suck me off in the hall while the council debated my fate was both strange and erotic at the same time. 

"Is that a good idea? Wouldn't they be pissed if they walked in on that?"

"There is no restriction yet. We are brothers and no one objects to brother's engaging in sexual activity in the house. As for them interrupting us it will be at least an hour before they call you back in."

I still wasn't sure about his offer, but my cock was responding positively. He apparently took my semi-erect cock as acceptance of his proposition. He dropped to his knees at my feet. I wanted to tell him no, but my baser desires overpowered my conscious mind and silenced my voice. His fingertips grazed my ball sack as he took hold the base of my growing dick with his thumb and forefinger. He kissed my cock head softly as he teased my full balls. I grew harder as he began to bathe my cockhead with his talented tongue. Soon I was covered in his shinny saliva from my cum slit to the base of my throbbing shaft. I bit my fist to stifle my deep moans as he took one of my nuts between his lips. He gently sucked on each of my balls as he nudged my legs further apart. 

When the tip of his tongue touched my anal rim his prediction about sex making me forget the proceedings in the next room came almost completely true. While I could not forget that my future was being debated on the other side of the wall the immediate pleasure I was feeling was far out in the forefront. As he sat on the floor between my legs with his tongue stabbing at my sensitive asshole I could see the bulge in his pants just below his slightly pudgy belly. I never really knew why I found his soft middle and love handles so enticing but at that moment I wanted him naked. I was salivating at the thought of getting my lips around his hot cock.

I reached down and pulled him up. He looked confused as he came to his feet. I wiped the expression from his face with a long deep kiss. As our tongues played I unbutton his pants and pushed them down his legs. With my desires obvious, he broke the kiss and quickly stripped off his clothes. His beautiful hard cock drew me like a magnet collects steel shavings. I fell to my knees and took his cock in my mouth. All thought of the council and my future disappeared in a haze of sexual desire. I took every bit of his twitching meat into my mouth and throat. I wildy deep throated the hot gofer who did nothing to stifle his erotic moans. I was surprised by how quickly he came as he was usually a very long lasting lover. 

I swallowed every drop of the torrent of cum that erupted from his cock. He later told me that he had been on cum restriction which is why he had such a big load. He added that the pleasure I gave him was well worth the punishment Brock would give him when he admitted his failure. As soon as he was finished feeding me his seed we switched positions. I was once again on my feet with him on his knees. He sucked me liked he was possessed. When I came my knees felt so weak that I was sure I would fall to the ground. Somehow I managed to stay on my feet until he drank down every drop I could muster. Then I went to my knees and we kissed sloppily for several minutes. After that he got dressed and told me that he had a job to do. 

I was left alone in the hallway for what I guessed to be about another half hour. I was surprised that it was Eric that came to get me instead of Colin. Once I saw the scene in the room he had to practically drag me to the table. Standing at attention at the left side of the council table, fully naked were the five members of the brotherhood I was closest too: Kyle, Troy, Dom, Craig and Dante. They stood staring straight ahead motionless.

"Pledge, the council has decided that before we deal with your punishment, you will be required to witness the effect of your actions upon your friends," Brock said sternly.

Loosing control I blurted out, "Please no! They bear no responsibility for my actions. They do not deserve to be punished!"

"Silence, pledge!" Brock roared as he stepped up to within a foot of me.

I felt as if fire was shooting from his eyes. My impulse had likely made things worse for both my self and my friends. 

"John, everything you have done since returning to campus has reflected poorly upon you and your mentors. The council is growing convinced that what we thought about you and your future is wrong. We fear that you had has fooled somehow. Now you wish us to absolve those who freely took responsibility for you from their failure? Are you saying that you understand nothing of the brotherhood?"

"No sir. It is my understanding of the loyalty one has to his brothers that compelled me to impetuously protest my brother's innocence."

"Then you must understand why they stand before the council? Your sponsors and mentors, Brothers Kyle, Troy and Dominic pledged their reputations when they offered you as a pledge. Brother Craig devised and administered the tests that were the proof we took of your worthiness. Brother Dante certified your knowledge. None of them thought to even remind you of your responsibility this weekend."

"I understand all of this, but still I must insist that the fault is all mine."

I would expect that of you and I think that you will see that your friends accept their own failure as well as you. Now stand silent while the council examines your brothers."

I did as I was told even though I wanted to drop to my knees and beg them to lay all the blame upon me. Troy was the first to be questioned. His inquisitor was Stan Graham, a senior I had talked with on occasion but did not know well. He and Aaron were the only members of the council I had not had sex with up to that point. Surprisingly I had not even been in a group situation with Stan. I had at least seen Aaron fuck one of my pledge mates while I was being fucked by another council member. 

"Brother Troy, can you explain why a pledge that you swore was worthy of inclusion in the brotherhood failed to follow such a basic rite?" Stan asked in a far too pompous tone.

"His failure is my failure. I should have made certain that he was reminded of such an important date," Troy said in a much rehearsed sounding manner. 

Suddenly I realized that I was watching a scripted ritual. I don't know why but that knowledge comforted me. I was certain that if they were going to kick me out they would not bother giving me an elaborate lesson.




They Are A-OK Ch. 22



"Then you admit to failing the brotherhood?"

"To my everlasting regret I admit to my failure and offer myself for retribution so that I may learn never to make such an error again."

I almost laughed at the line. It was very unlike Troy. 

"Bend and place your palms upon the table brother Troy," Brock said solemnly. 

I steeled myself to watch my friend take punishment he did not deserve because of my actions. But no paddle was produced. Instead Kyle was called forward. After a similar exchange as the one between Troy and Stan this time between Aaron and Kyle, my roommate was ordered to take a position next to Troy. In turn each of my friends accepted their failure to a different council member and was told to assume a position bending over the table. 

"Pledge you have honorable and loyal friends. Each of them in private defended you and now in public they each have acknowledged their failure. Do you wish to say anything to your good and loyal brothers who stand ready to receive punishment that is due to your actions?" Brock asked formally.

"Brothers I am humbled by your standing by me and beyond grateful for all you have done for me. I regret that I have failed you and placed you in this position. I know in my failure that I dishonor you and all my brothers."

I had summoned the words up from one of the brotherhood texts I had studied. It was not part of a pledge ritual. It was from a recounting of an incident in the early days of the brotherhood. The speaker was the second president of AOK and it was entitled the atonement that saved the brotherhood. I hoped it would save my membership.

"Your words are well spoken John. That you have chosen to use words from a text that we do not test pledges on, shows that you do hold the lore of the brotherhood dear. We can only hope that you speak the words with as much sincerity as did the first speaker," Brock said with an unmistakable hint of joy in his voice.

"Do you recall what happened next in the story?" Eric who was standing next to Brock asked me.

"Yes, he asked to be allowed to show his love and respect to the wronged brothers," I answered quickly.

"I think such a gesture would be appropriate now John," Eric added.

Brock nodded his agreement and Eric instructed my friends to stand and turn around. I struggled to recall the exact words of the ritual as I stepped in front of Craig. He gave me a slight smile as encouragement as I knelt before.

"My brother, it is with shame and humility that I kneel before you. Along with my sorrow over failing you, I feel a deep love. I asked your permission to show you my devotion by touching you intimately."

Craig nodded his permission and I bent to the floor and kissed the top of each of his feet. When I rose back up I kissed his thighs and balls. Then I took his soft cock into my mouth and held it for a few seconds. When I released his cock I slid back so he could turn and resume the position. When he was again bent over I spread his ass cheeks and placed a soft kiss on his asshole. I repeated the ritual with the other four. The only difference being that by the time I got to the fourth one, Troy his cock was fully erect as was the last one Kyle. When I returned to my place, Brock began to speak in a ritualized style.

"It is now time for the lesson of punishment to begin. As the marks you receive heal so too will the rift between you and the brotherhood. As your bodies will not be permanently damaged so too your relationship with your brothers will not suffer prolonged disrepair."

His words hung in the air. I wondered what form the punishment would take. 

"It is now time that the council unfettered themselves to show solidarity with the brothers who are before us."

The council removed their robes. As they wore nothing underneath, they stood as naked as my friends and I. 

"It is proper that we are exposed and vulnerable so that all know that what happens is voluntary and not forced upon anyone. It is the freedom to choose to accept the judgment of the council that makes the brotherhood strong."

The side door opened and Colin entered carry and oblong box. He too was naked.

"I deliver unto you the sacred tools used by generations of brothers," He said as he set the box upon the council table. 

He opened the box and began to lay various things upon the table. As I expected there were a couple of old fashion frat house paddles. There was also a riding crop and something that resembled a cat-o-nine tales. There were other things too but I could not figure their purpose. I soon learned what one of the odd devices did.

Eric took a small box from inside the larger case and went to the five bent over brothers. He took rings from the box which were place around my friends' ball sacks. Then a weight was added to each, which caused their balls to be pulled down. Though it looked uncomfortable none of them acted as if it was causing great pain. The little slap Eric gave each of their sacks no doubt changed that. Then Aaron took the riding crop from the table. He walked over to me and ran it up the inside of my leg. He didn't stop until the crop was pressed lightly against my balls. My heart was racing when Stan joined us by moving behind me. The feeling was erotic and sexual as opposed to threatening. 

Stan pressed his body to mine as he slipped his arms around chest and pressed his palms to my nipples. His height was so well matched to mine that his hardening cock naturally nested in my ass crack. I felt his breath on my neck as he moved his mouth to my ear. Suddenly his fingers dug into my tiny nipples. 

"Do you see what you have done to your friends, pledge?" He snarled in my ear.

I took the question as rhetorical and left it unanswered. Aaron pulled the crop across my balls and away from my body. Then he lifted it up to my face. The bizarre scene was as exciting as it was frightening. I felt as if anything could happen. I knew neither I nor my five friends would resist any action the council took. The brotherhood meant too much to all of us.

"Those who bring such shame upon their brothers should also know what it is to inflict the pain of retribution," Calvin said as he walked up next to Aaron.

I searched my mind for the ritual the line came from. I knew I had read it, but it was obviously an obscure rite that had not made a full impression on me. When Calvin grabbed my cock, I realized I was fully erect. He squeezed and pulled it as he continued to recite the vaguely familiar words.

"The excitement of wielding the instrument already fills you. Laying it upon their exquisite taut asses will send you to places beyond your imagination."

Why was he doing this, I thought as I felt Stan press his cock harder into my ass crack. Then he began to dry hump me like a dog might hump an inanimate object. It was not at all sexual it was meant to degrade. But I didn't care what they did to me. It was what Calvin was suggesting I do to my friends that disturbed me.

"Well take it pledge. I can see that you desire to wield the power of retribution."

I remembered the passage and instantly knew what my answer must be.

"I have no such desire or right my brother. If they need such punishment to set them on the path of redemption within the brotherhood then it must be given by one who is pure of intent."

My three tormentors stepped away and Randy Aber moved in front of me. 

"Do you question the council and the words of the rite?" He asked in his amazing accent.

"I do not brother. I question only my own worth and place within the brotherhood."

Randy took my still hard cock in his hand and gently stroked me.

"Your worth must certainly be tested again to determine if you still have a place in the brotherhood."

The gentleness of his touch and the sexiness of his voice made me wish we were together for a much different reason. The fun loving French Canadian was showing a side I never imagined he possessed however. It was a side I was not happy to know.

"You spoke of intent along with worth. Were you saying that you would see something more in wielding the crop than the delivery of a lesson?" Randy continued.

We were off the script and I was not sure how to answer his question. I looked over to my five friends who remained in position seemingly oblivious to the proceedings. Then I looked to Brock whose stern gaze offered no comfort or answers. I returned my attention to Randy who was still gently stroking my cock as he awaited my answer.

"I could not deliver punishment to others that is the result of my own actions. Therefore, the only thing I could derive from laying the crop or anything to their bare flesh would the erotic thrill associated with the action," I answered as honestly as I could. 

Randy gave my cock an almost playful tug and stepped away yielding his place to Eric and Joe. 

"You will not deliver the lesson, but you will witness it while sucking my cock," Joe said calmly and then ordered me to my knees.

It was clear that he felt no sexual excitement over the proceedings. His cock was completely flaccid and seemed smaller than I remembered. My cock was still hard and throbbing between my legs. My heart was racing and I felt beads of sweat on my forehead. I was actually excited at thought of being made to suck Joe's cock even as Eric took the crop and moved toward my friends. I took the soft dick into my mouth and began to suck it. I had always found sucking on a soft cock a particularly erotic experience. I guess it is the rarity of opportunity that makes it so enticing. Usually by the time you get naked with a guy his cock is hard and ready. It is only those times when you can wake a lover with a blow job or your partner has already had a couple of orgasms that you get the chance to hold a completely soft cock in your mouth. 

Joe apparently was different than most guys. He either had tremendous control or was so turned off by the scene that even oral stimulation had no effect on his cock. His member remained flaccid in my mouth as the sound of the crop hitting bare flesh exploded in my ears. I had been positioned so that even with my mouth full of cock I could see the punishment clearly. It was Troy's ass that was being assaulted by Eric. My mentor was far braver and strong willed than I knew. He did not cry out at any of the six firm strokes of the crop. Unintentionally, the shock of seeing Troy's ass reddened so cruelly had caused me to stop sucking on Joe's dick.

"Don't stop sucking until I tell you to, pledge!" He demanded and I went back to trying to coax some growth from his dick. 

Eric handed the crop to Randy who administered the blows to Dante's ass. I was certain that the sexy sub was enjoying every hard whack even though he cried out as if he hated the experience. By the time the crop was handed off to Aaron and the assault on Dom's very sexy hairy ass was underway, Joe's cock had finally begun to grow in my mouth. Dom was not has tough or brave as Troy nor were his cries as plaintive as Dante's had been. I was sweating and working hard to pleasure Joe and his fully erect cock as I watched the crop pass to Calvin. Watching Kyle take his whacks was the hardest of all. Though my sweet friend made no sound I was certain that tears were welling in his eyes. I was well aware that Kyle took no pleasure in either side of physical pain. 

When Stan took the crop to Craig's ass it seemed he was delivering much harder hits than the others. I wondered if he knew of Craig's secret submissive nature and wanted to truly punish. Whatever the reason, it worked; Craig's cries were the loudest and most painful sounding. Oddly as the last of Craig's six hits was delivered Joe's cock erupted in my mouth. He quickly pulled his cock from my mouth as I swallowed the small amount of cum he fed me. His face showed no hint that he had felt any pleasure. I hoped that my friend's punishment was at an end. Each of them bore marks on their ass that would take some weeks to fade. They also had endured having their balls weighted for nearly an hour. I also wondered how much physical punishment I would receive considering what they got because of my actions. 

"Brothers, stand and face the pledge," Brock said in his officious tone.

My five friends slowly straightened up and turned to face me. As they did so they had to keep their legs spread due to the devices on their nut sacks. All of their faces were red and their bodies aglow with sweat. I had expected to see a harsh glare of anger in their eyes. But all I saw in their faces was warmth. I wanted them to hate me for what I had caused them to endure. But it was clear that they all still loved me as they had before. 

"Pledge, look upon the faces of your mentors and friends. They all accepted their share of the blame for your failure. I see in their faces that they were proud to do so. I now release them from further correction."

The other council members went to the line and carefully removed the devices from their balls as Brock continued.

"Brothers you have well honored the brotherhood by willingly accepting the act of correction. Your honorable action leads me to know that I too must admit my part in the pledges failure. Like you I too call myself his friend. Though I have no official responsibility as one close to him I should have seen the possibility of his failure. As you know and the pledge must learn it is only in admitting our own failures that we learn and grow in the brotherhood." 

The room fell silent. I was left to ponder the words I had just heard. I squirmed a bit in place as I contemplated that Brock might actually submit himself for the same punishment that the others had endured. I soon learned that was not the intent of his admission.

"Now brothers, as you remain responsible for the pledge the council has decided that it will fall upon you to take corrective action upon him."

Dante and Kyle looked horrified at the thought of having to take the crop to my ass. Dom, Troy and Craig all had blank expressions as if they were not sure what Brock's words meant. I was almost positive what the words meant and had no problem accepting from them what they had accepted because of me. However, I was not voluntarily made to bend over the table. Colin rolled an odd looking piece of furniture to the middle of the room. Calvin and Eric took hold of my arms and led me over to what I can only describe as a medieval torture device. 

My head was strapped into place with my face down in an opening. My ankles and wrists were then firmly locked in placed. As I seemed to have an unending erection I was glad of the opening that allowed my cock and balls freedom. That joy was somewhat diminished when a device similar to the ones my friends had worn was attached to my ball sack. Though there wasn't much pain involved it was extremely uncomfortable. It felt as if my balls were being constantly tugged on. That added to the discomfort of having my legs widely spread and the feeling of being hung by my wrists I knew would soon cause pain. Lastly to insure that I could not move at all a wide leather belt was placed just above my waist and around the small of my back. It was cinched unnecessarily tight adding to my discomfort. 

I was scared and had to fight the urge to protest and demand my release. I knew that if I did so, my request would be granted. However, I also knew that I would be immediately escorted out of the house and banned from the brotherhood. All brothers had freedom of choice. But the exercise of that freedom carried consequences. Even knowing that my brothers would soon be inflicting pain upon me and that I might well carry the scars of that day all my life, I wanted to be in the brotherhood more at that moment than ever before. I do not know what it would have taken for me to give that up. 

"Each of you will now give to the pledge the same that was given to you due to his failure," Brock continued.

I quickly did the math in my head and shuddered internally at the thought of receiving thirty whacks with the crop. I was certain that even though it would be my friends wielding the crop they would not be able to show mercy. My thoughts were confirmed by Brock's next words.

"Remember, my brothers, you are expected to deliver the punishment as forcefully as it was delivered to you. This shall be a test of your worthiness as well as a corrective action for the pledge."

Though the words were delivered calmly in an even tempered manner it was clear that my friends were being threatened with additional punishment if they did not carry out the task properly. Even though I knew I might carry the scars of the beating for rest of my life I hoped none of them would show the slightest hesitation. 

"The whacks will be delivered in sequence with each of you taking a turn until all of you have delivered the requisite six whacks. Pledge it is the councils hope that when the sting of thirty whacks tears into your flesh, your being will be cleansed and your bond to your brothers cemented. I assure you that we do not do this for pleasure, but out of love of the brotherhood and desire to make all of our brother's perfect in their duty."

I could not see Brock's face, but could hear what seemed like the tone of man with tears in his eyes. I felt an odd combination of emotions. To be certain there was fear. I had never known the pain I imagined I was about to receive. But it was not the pain alone I feared. I was concerned about how I would react to that pain. I also felt extremely sexually aroused. I wondered if any of my friends also felt that way as I knew I would be aroused if I was wielding the crop. I also felt the complete sense of camaraderie and belonging that the chronicles spoke of and many brothers and told me about. Allowing that crop to hit my ass meant to me that I was without reservation AOK.

"Brothers before delivering your first whack you shall speak to your friend. He needs to know that you punish out of love not vengeance. Tell him your feelings so that he may learn more than the sting of correction."

I recalled the ritual Brock was working from and knew I would soon feel the sting he referred to as the time for talk was near an end. I felt a body near mine. Unable to turn, I had to wait for a voice to tell me who had been chosen to go first. I had forgotten that everyone in the room was naked until I felt his bare flesh press against me as his hot breath teased the back of my neck.

"John, you are truly my brother and have been since before you made the pledge. I love you and want only your success," Troy said in a strong clear voice.

Though I had no doubt about his sincerity, I knew his words were aimed as much at the council as they were me. He felt as great a need for redemption as I did. I wasn't sure inflicting pain upon me and marking my body would provide that redemption to him.

"I regret that I failed you as guide. I will not fail in my duty to correct your failure. I do this to make you a better brother out of love for the brotherhood," He finished in an almost defiant tone. 

He spared no energy when he stepped back and let loose a hard whack to my ass with the crop. I nearly bit my tongue in my effort to remain silent. Troy made no attempt to withhold his gasp that conveyed both exertion and surprise at what he had done. I also heard a few audible sighs. I assumed those were from council members relieved that my close friend had not spared my ass and placed himself in additional jeopardy. Almost as soon as the blow was done another body pressed against mine. Dom rubbed his semi-erect cock against the back of my leg as he spoke. 

"John, I too love you as both brother and dear friend. We have shared a special bond. That bond and touching you so intimately as always raises arousal in me."

Even though my ass stung the idea that he felt arousal merely at being naked with me brought a smile to my face. Oddly, I hoped that he might lay the crop even harder to my ass. Since there was no secret in the brotherhood about the connection between Dom and me it was important he prove himself by giving his all. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 22



"I say this, because I do not wish you to believe that my arousal results from what I must do to help right your course," He added with obvious sorrow.

When he kissed the back of my neck I could feel the tears on his cheek. When he laid the crop to my ass I could feel my skin break. I was surprised when I felt his lips on my wound before the next of my friends pressed his body against mine. Craig spoke of his admiration and affection for me before adding his hard whack. Kyle was panting and made no attempt to hide his tears as he spoke to me with his soft fat cock pressed into the crack of my ass.

"John, I love you and always will. You already know how much I love the brotherhood and respect its laws. It is only that love and respect that enables me to do what I now must.

Though his whack was clearly tempered by his feelings for me, I hoped the council would not notice or at least would make allowances for the circumstances. The last to speak to me was Dante. As his smooth athletic body pressed against mine I could feel his trembling. I thought it cruel to make him one of the punishers. I wondered if the council knew of our relationship if they would have inflicted such a punishment on him. While he could mete out unforgiving blows to opponents on the gridiron the idea of taking a crop to the ass of his Dom was certainly an antithesis to Dante's whole being.

He hugged me and whispered, "I love you Sir, please forgive your slave doing his duty to the brotherhood."

Then he leaned out and spoke in the biggest voice he could muster, "John, as the others so well said, our wish is to help redeem you so that you may be our brother. As your failure is our failure we shall all suffer this day with you."

The blow he delivered so stunned me that I cried out for the first time. Later after I gave him a rather cruel beating at his insistence he explained that he feared the council would see any lack of intensity as a failure in him. They knew he was submissive and no doubt wanted proof of his worth. However, at the time I had no chance to contemplate my subs motives. The rest of the twenty-five whacks came in succession with only a long enough pause between them to exchange the crop and move into position. I did not and still do not know what reaction was expected or desired from me. Nothing was ever said about my wailing and crying during the second half of my beating or the spontaneous ejaculation that occurred in the middle of the ordeal. 

Even as agony filled my body and my flesh was torn open, each blow made me feel closer to my brothers and more a part of the brotherhood. When the thirtieth whack fell upon my aching, cut and bleeding ass an odd calm fell over me. I knew that I was and forever would be a part of the brotherhood. The next hour is today somewhat of a blur. I know that each of my friends loving kissed my badly damaged flesh and left the room. I do not recall the words that the council members said as they offered praise and acknowledgement that I was cleansed. I think it was Brock that removed the weight that I no longer felt hanging from my balls. 

I remember Doctor Burton coming in and examining my ass. I even remember the stinging agony of having my wounds cleaned and dressed. I do not remember being unleashed from the device or being helped to Brock's room. I know Colin kissed me and told me that he would always be my servant though I had no idea why he said such a thing. My memory is clearer of later that night. As I lay face down in Brock's bed still naked he gently caressed my back. He also cried as he told me how sorry he was that he was part of such cruelty. 

"Brock, you only did what duty demanded. I hold no ill thoughts toward you or any participants," I protested.

I was not sure why but as I tried to explain to him, I was glad for the experience. It is what truly made me AOK. It is also made me stronger than I ever imagined I could be. I believe without that day I would never have fulfilled the promise Adam saw in me. It also filled me with a sense of humility that I could not have learned otherwise. Even now when I lay my hand upon another in sexual play it comes to mind and my actions are tempered. It is only for pleasure that I spank never in cruelty. If ever I forget any of this, or that day, or my bond to my brothers, all I need do is touch my fingers to the slightly raised scars I carry with me to remember.

"You are amazing, John," He said after a time. "I believe you may be the finest ever to enter the brotherhood. All that will come to you is well deserved."

"What do you mean, Brock?" I asked still dazed from the ordeal and confused by his reference.

"It is even more amazing that you do not realize what is happening to you. You have been to Adam's island and seen the extent of his wealth. You must also have seen at least a hint of his power. He was not much different than you when he came to the brotherhood. There are special people who have special destinies. Adam has proven he is one of those people. I know how special he thinks you are and I am sure he will do everything he can to help you realize your destiny. By the way I agree with him."

I was so overwhelmed that I could barely speak to thank him for his praise. I silently vowed to prove myself worthy of his confidence in me. Then we kissed. It started as a tender almost friendly kind of kiss, no tongue, just softly brushing our lips together. When his tongue touched my lips, I happily parted my lips and let him slip his tongue into my mouth. His tongue met mine and soon our tongues were dancing between our open mouths. Due to the condition of my ass I was forced to remain on my belly even as my cock grew hard and pressed into the bed. Brock was snuggled up next to me and I could feel his huge erection pressed into my hip. I felt an incredible closeness that I hoped I would never lose. Unfortunately, my very sore ass kept me from shifting into a more intimate position.

I guesstimated that we had been making out for twenty minutes of so when we were interrupted by a knock on the door. Brock jumped up and unashamedly pulled the door wide open with his cock fully erect. I turned to see Adam standing there smiling. He stepped into the room and Brock asked if he wished to be alone with me. 

"No, not at all. I would like to talk to you both. But I think perhaps I am a bit overdressed," Adam replied in a cheery tone.

Brock shut the door as Adam began to strip off his clothes. I watched silently as my handsome mentor shed his clothes and revealed his amazing body. I could not help letting my eyes wander over his toned and tanned flesh. There was an odd contrast between Brock's huge erect cock and Adam's completely flaccid member as the pair approached the bed. 

"So, John, I understand that there were some issues worked out today," Adam said coolly as he sat on the bed next to me while Brock stood by his side. 

"Yes, sir, I am sorry to say that I failed to keep a required appointment and needed to experience the ritual of correction," I quickly replied.

"Even though I do know all the details, I am glad you are so forth coming and hope the sincerity I hear is genuine."

"Adam, I assure you that I am sincere in my acknowledgement of my mistake and the acceptance of the required lesson. I truly appreciate the love my brothers showed me," I said truthfully.

He smiled and told me he was glad that I learned so well as he reached over and began fondling Brock's cock. 

"I have big plans for you and have invested a lot of faith in you. That is why I insisted that you be tested so harshly. That you did not deny your need for correction is a testament to your character, John. I am more certain than ever that my faith in you is well placed. I have decided that I want you to work with Brock this summer at my European offices. This will be Brock's second summer with me and I expect you to take full advantage of this opportunity to learn all he can teach you."

"I will, Adam. Thank you for both your mentorship and the assignment of working with such an amazing man for the summer."

I was about to burst with excitement over the prospect of spending the summer in Europe with Brock. Of course I hoped that Adam would also be a part of my summer. It felt good when Adam leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. By that time he was jerking Brock off in earnest. It was fascinating watching his hand slide up and down that huge cock. So much so that I didn't realize how close Brock was to orgasm or where his dick was pointing. Suddenly his cock began to spew huge spurts of cum onto my face. He stepped even closer as Adam continued to jerk and milk his seed onto me. I wondered how long he had been saving up his load as I lay there with my face covered in his warm, sticky cum. 

To my surprise when he finished cumming Brock got on his knees and began to lick his cum from my face. Adam looked on smiling and caressing Brock's head as he cleaned me. My own cock was very uncomfortably smashed between my body and the bed when Brock's cleaning turned into a wild passionate kiss. However, the kiss didn't last long. Adam pulled Brock's face to his crotch and the frat president took our mentors cock into his mouth. I could do nothing but watch as Brock deep throated Adam's delicious tool. As if it was an afterthought Adam began to gently massage my back, making me a small part of the action. Still it was one of the few times in my life that I felt strong jealousy. 

I wanted his hot cock in my mouth. I wanted to be the one about to receive his creamy seed. I felt him tense up as his orgasm approached. Brock must have felt it also because I could see that he was increasing his efforts to pleasure Adam. Familiar moans began to fill the room. My own need caused me to begin to hump the mattress as Adam cried out. When Brock had taken all of our mentors cum he let Adam's shrinking cock slip from his mouth. He winked at me as he licked his lips happily. After another minute Adam squeezed my shoulder. 

"So John are you up to giving me a good fucking, or would you prefer to keep humping the mattress?" He asked calmly.

Brock remained on his knees as Adam moved so I could slide off the bed. The only way I was going to be able to fuck anyone at that point was standing on my feet with my partner bent over the bed. To my surprise my friends had something else in mind before I got to fuck Adam. I found myself with both of them at my feet. As one licked and sucked my cock the other licked and sucked my balls. They were driving my crazy, keeping me close to the edge as they moved their lips and tongues all over my genitals. They made me endure the torture of intense sexual stimulation for what I guessed to be around a half an hour. 

At that point Adam abruptly told Brock to prepare his ass. After Brock thoroughly lubed up Adam's rectum, he sat on the bed as instructed. Adam bent over placing a hand on either side of Brock. After telling me he was ready for a good hard ride, Adam began sucking Brock's big hard cock. Though I would have preferred to be the one getting sucked, I wanted to give Adam exactly what he wanted. I moved behind him and guided my cock to his well lubed asshole. He didn't even break rhythm sucking Brock's cock when I pushed my cock into his body. He pushed his ass back capturing my entire shaft. I grabbed his hips as he ground back into me stretching his tight anus wide open. 

He stopped sucking Brock's cock just long enough to cry out, "Come on John, fuck me, hard!"

I immediately complied with his desire. I pulled back until I was barely inside him before slamming back into him. I began to ride him hard, each time going ball deep into his rectal cavity. He rocked his body with mine as he continued sucking Brock's cock. The fat meat almost completed muted what I am sure would have been loud moans and gasps. There was nothing to mute my panted moans of bliss as I forcefully pounded his cunt-like asshole. It wasn't long before I felt his rectal walls begin to grip my invading cock. His body started jerking as I was forced to work harder to keep driving my cock in and out of his tightening ass. I was amazed that he was able to keep blowing Brock during the frenzied build up to what turned out to be an almost simultaneous orgasm for us. 

I drove deep into him as the first splashes of my cum shot into his body. My fingers dug into his flesh as his ass became a vice holding my spasming cock. I raised my head and roared as I felt his body convulse in orgasm while I was still I the throws of my own climax. When I opened my eyes I saw the scratches I had left on his body and the small puddle of cum on Brock's belly. He had cum also making it a true threesome. Though I couldn't see it I knew that there was a puddle of Adam's cum either on the side of the bed or the floor. When his rectal muscles relaxed and I could pull my cock from his ass I dropped down to my knees.

I kissed his ass passionately as I encouraged him to turn around. He stood and turned to face me putting his half erect puffy cock in my face. I devoured the chubby morsel. He caressed my head as I happily sucked his soft cock. Though he was spent for the moment we were both heavily into the intimacy. I might well have gone on sucking that sweet soft meat for a long while had there not been another knock on the door. This time it was Doc Burton who had come to check on the condition of my ass. After Allan asked the others to give us a few minutes he had me lay on the bed while he removed the bandages.

"I guess you are feeling ok, John. Seemed like a pretty wild scene I interrupted," He said in a put on doctor voice.

"I am a fast healer, Doc," I joked.

"Not so fast as you think," He snapped back.

As if to emphasize his words he ran his fingers over my abused buttocks. 

"Fuck!' I yelped. "Is that really necessary, Allan?"

"Just wanted to make sure you knew that you had a lot of healing to do. I am going to have to make some arrangements regarding your exams this week. You will have to take them standing. We need to come up with some excuse about an accident or something. The true cause might be an issue."

"Yeah, I guess, but as I am sure you know this was deserved."

"Honestly, John, I think it was too damn brutal. But I know the rules and I am glad the council chose this route and you took it so well. It would have been a fucking mistake to kick you out."

"Thanks, Allan. But I want you to know that in some weird way I think that the whole experience was good for me."

"I think we need to have a couple more of our therapy session before you leave for the summer."

"Ok with me, but I have been confined to the house for the final two weeks of the semester. After that I have to get home so I can see my parents before heading off for my summer internship."

"I guess Adam will keep you pretty busy. No problem, I have to come by to check on your ass anyway. We can talk while I look at your sexy butt. One thing I want to make sure you have thought about though, your ass is going to carry marks for a long time, maybe forever," He added as he gently put a new bandaged on my ass.

"Yeah, I kind of figured I was permanently marked," I said not adding my thoughts on it being a badge of honor.

I could tell that Allan had some negative thoughts about the beating I was given. I wondered why and how many others he had witnessed. I am not sure what gave me the nerve to ask or why he was so forthright.

"A pledge mate of mine screwed up pretty badly and tried to withstand the cleansing," He said sadly. "Fuck the way he screamed I thought they were killing him."

"They made you listen?" I asked incredulously. 

"And watch. Truth is I should have been given the same treatment in my opinion. It was the last year of an experiment with pledge partners. He was mine. The idea was that we helped each other and were responsible for each other."

"I think I understand. I read about the experiment when I was studying brotherhood history. What I read made it sound like a total failure."

"I never really understood the reasoning behind declaring it a failure. But I do know more guys didn't make it through pledge semester in those five years than any other time. Anyway, we were partners and I was supposed to get any punishment he got. Fuck I begged the council to tie me up next to him. I got a couple of whacks with a belt in private and great praise for being such a loyal and true brother. But it wasn't really the council that saved my ass. Billy had insisted that it was all his fault and he wanted to take all the punishment. Thinking it was noble and being very sadistic the council agreed with Billy. Sadly, he didn't even make it through his own half of the punishment. He ended up bloodied and scared and still got kicked out."

"Wow, no shit?"

"Yeah. I was going to quit too, but Billy insisted I not be an idiot and blow my future. His insistence is the only reason I am a doctor, John."

"Sounds like he was a great friend. Also sounds like he is AOK material to me."

"Yeah, others thought so too. When Adam became chancellor he offered to reinstate Billy. But things changed too much with time. What the brotherhood might have given him was already lost at that point. He was set in his life, wife, three kids, a house in the burbs with a picket fence and so on."

"So no more cock?"

Allan laughed in a sad kind of way.

"I don't think he has been with a guy since he transferred to a different school the next year. I tried to stay friends through letters and even visit him. But he seemed to want to let it all go."

"Was there more to it than just a lost friend?" I asked being far too bold in my curiosity.

"Hell, I know everything about you; you may as well know this about me. We were friends since grade school. He was my first love and lover of either sex. It wasn't until we came here that either of us was with anyone else sexually. We went wild once in college both together and separately. Mostly with other guys in groups, but occasionally girls were involved. But through all of our wild times we kept our bond with each other. That day in council chamber changed Billy. I hope your experience doesn't change you in the same way."

"Don't worry, Allan I passed the test. It was a positive for me. I am sorry about your friend, but you don't need to worry about me."

"Fuck, I guess Adam is right. You are on a different plane that most of us. I will see you tomorrow," He said and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. 

I realized that Allan carried a lot of pain from the loss of what he had with Billy. I decided to someday ask him if what he gained from the brotherhood was worth the loss. Adam came back briefly to say goodbye and tell me that he would be back for my graduation to the full brotherhood. After Adam left, Brock offered the hospitality of his bed for as much of my two week incarceration as I choose. He also made it clear that I was under no obligation to sleep with. Though the condition of my ass made cuddling nearly impossible as I had to remain on my stomach, it felt good having my bear-like friend's body next to me that night as I fell asleep.



They Are A-OK Ch. 23



The rest of graduation week was uneventful. There were a couple of bullshit pledge things I had to endure but for the most part me and my sore ass were left alone. I spent most of the time studying and taking exams. There was an odd requirement that I remain naked and sexually available to all the senior brothers while in the house that week. That however was not part of my punishment. Jerry and Jason had the same requirement. The only difference was that my ass was declared off limits which meant I gave a lot of blow jobs that week. My pledge mates on the other hand became the house bitches for a week. I did end up accepting Brock's invitation to sleep in his bed. Interestingly though I sucked at least thirty cocks that week the only reciprocal action I had until the night before graduation was with Brock, Dom and Craig. I barely even saw any of my other friends.

The night before the graduation ceremony my pledge mates and I were taken to a room which had a single large bed. We were told that on our last nights as pledges we were to share a final bonding with those that would forever be our closest brothers. I knew that this was another part of the tradition. It was one of the few times that I considered myself to be especially fortunate to have been in a small pledge group. I was certain that in a larger group the bond between pledge mates could not be as strong as the one we shared. I was even more certain that with more pledges it would have been impossible to have what the three of us had that night. We each got to take the cum of the other two into our bodies. That would have been impossible with a group much larger than our trio. 

I already knew that the incoming group of pledges was large even for a fall group. There were seventeen new pledges. Because of the size of the group it would not be possible for the three of us to fully break them in as the eleven members of the group before us had done for us. To make the numbers work our mentors, guides and sponsors would join with the three of us and the council in the graduation night orgy. With my ass still sore and a very busy week sexually, I was not at all sure I was up to providing much of a test to the new pledges. As it turned out I am not sure I can say how much of a test I provided. That night like the majority of graduation weekend is a blur in my mind.

The truth is what I imagined would be a very exciting time was a bittersweet occasion for me. I was thrilled to be a full member of the brotherhood. I knew it was where I belonged and that my brothers would always be the people I would be closest to. A weekend of large wild sexual orgies was thrilling. But other than the associated ritual I knew I could have that experience often. This isn't to say that I don't enjoy the rituals. The truth is I find them amazingly erotic. That is probably why I have been an alumni participant in pledge activities as often as possible. However, there was a cloud hanging over the excitement and fun of that weekend.

A few days after the pledge graduation ceremony was the college's spring graduation. Many of my closest friends were graduating seniors. I knew when we parted that semester that it would be for more than the summer. While we would always be brothers and no doubt would see each other, I knew it would not be the same. In many ways the end of childhood truly comes when the president of some college shakes our hands and we accept a diploma signifying our accomplishments. Some may get one more summer of youthful indulgence. Others eke out a kind of extended end to childhood by going to graduate school. But soon after we receive our degrees we begin to stop referring to ourselves and our friends as kids. We get jobs; we start families; we have mortgages and car payments and all the other responsibilities of life. We become adults even if we wish we could stay kids forever. There is no never-never land where Peter Pan will lead stray boys in play forever. 

Even though there is a fog surrounding my memories of that wild exciting weekend, I retain glimpses of the experience. There was my last night as a pledge. Jerry, Jason and I were three naked boys laughing and enjoying each other's bodies in a weirdly innocent way. It was as tender and loving a sexual experience as I have ever known. It was joyous and playful. It was the beginning of two years of incredibly close friendship and wonderful comfortable sexual connection. The three of us have never lost touch or even failed to get together at least twice a year since that weekend to renew our special bond. 

I also remember the incredible pride and joy I felt standing naked before an assembly of active and alumni brothers as I took the final pledge of brotherhood. I can still see Adam's beaming face in the front row as he applauded my pledge mates and me. I can hear Brock's voice speaking the words that ordained me forever as his brother. I vividly remember the way each of the new pledges touched me so gently as they spoke the ritual words of bonding. I even remember moments from the orgy that followed. 

There was the cute blond kid that I had never met who enthusiastically sucked my cock. He was so eager to please his new big brother and very talented at oral sex. There was the huge starting linebacker from the football team whose body was a mass of rippling muscles. I can still see him on his hands and knees smiling broadly as brother after brother road his ass and declared him to be a hot little bitch. I can still hear his deep baritone voice moaning and begging the guys to fuck his cunt harder. There was the pair of African American twins that were truly identical down to the look and size of their impressive brown cocks. When they gave me a double team blow job I discovered that they even sucked cock exactly the same way. Had I closed my eyes I don't think I would have know that they were switching off. 

Oddly I don't remember finally dragging my spent body off to sleep alone in Brock's bed that night. I discovered the next day that he had busied himself in another bed with a couple of the pledges. I recall the strange feeling I had waking alone in his bed and the bad case of thirst that sent me to shower room that morning for water. After drinking a large quantity of water directly from the spigot I jumped in the shower where I discover some of the brothers were already taking advantage of their power over a few of the new pledges. As I stood under the flowing warm water I watched two of the pledges move to the far wall and press their palms to the tiles. They bent and spread their legs as instructed by a couple of my brothers. 

Jack Johnson and his room mate Phil Conners a couple of wild guys who made no secret of liking to break in the new guys even though they were more often bottoms were giving the orders. With no additional prep they mounted the pledges and began fucking them hard while slapping their asses. Soon the sound of ass slaps and loud moaning was reverberating off the tile walls. The noise completely drowned out the slurping sound the twins were making as they sucked a pair of cocks just outside the shower area. Of course my own cock grew hard as I watched the scene unfolding before me. I didn't have to wait long for someone to pay attention to my apparent need. Colin Steiner came into the shower room with two more pledges in tow. I had not previously had the pleasure of getting intimate with either of Colin's companions. 

One that I knew from swimming, Kenny Jacobs, was almost a prototype swimmer. He was tall and lean with powerful leg muscles. He was hairless which made his fairly average sized cock look longer. I knew the lack of body hair was due to shaving or waxing but was fairly sure he was not very hairy in the first place. Since he was one of those guys that also kept his head smooth, I had no idea of his hair color but figured it was light. When he came over to greet me properly I noticed his eyes for the first time. The color was very light and the best way I can describe it is to say they were teal. I had to force myself to stop looking at his intriguing eyes when Colin introduced the other pledge. 

Zack Nealon was at least three inches shorter than Kenny. He was also much stockier but not in the way Colin was stocky. Zack's nearly all over tanned body was perfectly toned. I guessed that he was either a wrestler or football player. I soon found out that he was an NCAA champion wrestler in his weight class and standout halfback in soccer. He clearly spent time in a tanning bed with little more than a patch of cloth covering his dick and balls. The other quickly noticeable deference between the two pledges was Zack's body hair. The muscular stud was what could only be called furry. His naturally brown hair had clearly been made many shades lighter by the tanning bed except of course for the immediate area around his cock. The contrast of the lighten hair against his tanned skin and the small area of pale skin with a crown of slightly darker hair gave him an interesting and very sexy look. 

I was pleased when Colin guided Kenny to another shower head and began making out with the tall swimmer under flowing water. That left Zack with me. He didn't need any instructions about the care of my hard cock. We shared a brief kiss and then he dropped down to his knees in front of me. He deftly fondled my balls as he swirled his tongue around my pulsating cock head. When he took my cock past his lips and all the way down into his throat in one easy motion I moved back slightly so that my ass was pressed against the tiles. I grabbed his shoulders to brace myself as I watched him suck my cock in and out of his mouth while the flowing shower ran down his body. When I felt my seed begin to rise in my loins I wanted to stop him. I wasn't ready to cum. I wanted more than a quick shower blow job from the sexy pledge. I squeezed his shoulders and tugged to indicate I wanted him to stand. I had to really dig my fingers in to convince him to leave my cock.

After a quick deep kiss I asked him to wash up and meet me in the towel area. He quickly complied with the request and finished his shower before I finished drying off. When he joined me I kissed him again before handing him a towel. He did a perfunctory job of toweling off before looking around the room as if asking if we were going to continue there on one of the small benches.

"Let's go down the hall," I suggested breathlessly.

New sex has continued to excite me in ways I can not describe. I can say that my heart was racing as I led him out into the hall. Both of us were naked and hard. I glanced at his face and saw the familiar look of discomfort that parading around the hall naked and aroused brings to new pledges. I remembered all too well the feelings I had as a new pledge when I was led around in that condition.

"You will get used to it," I said in the most reassuring tone I could muster.

Then I impulsive pulled him into my arms and kissed him softly. As it happened there wasn't any reason for his concern s we saw no one else in the hall while making our way to Brock's room. I was happy to see that Brock was still elsewhere when we got there. I wanted Zack all to myself. I closed the door and pushed him toward the disheveled bed. He smiled up at me as he fell back onto the mass of tangled covers. I pounced on top of him and began to suck on his hard chest. His nipples were like beads atop his toned pectorals. His giggles and moans of pleasure resulting from my licking and nibbling on his tiny boy tits were like an aural aphrodisiac. I rubbed my own hard cock against his body as I continued my oral assault on his chest. Soon however the feel of his hard cock against my flesh drew me away from his nipples. 

I kissed my way down his ripped abs lingering just a bit at his tiny navel. I teased the rim of his little bellybutton hole with my tongue while tracing his well defined cuts with my fingertips. I followed that by nuzzling his pubic patch. Then I blew on his ball sack while nuzzling his furry thighs. He began to stroke my head as I moved my lips to his fat cock head. My first taste of his precum was like exotic ambrosia. The free flowing fluid was sticky and a little sweet. I licked his cum hole as I coax more of the treat by stroking his twitching cock. I began to suck his thick meat all the time thinking that Zach was an amazingly beautiful man. 

His moans grew louder and became interspersed with words praising my cock sucking skills. He was an incredibly appreciative lover. Not wanting his to cum too soon I let his cock slip from my mouth and began to tease his hair cover ball sack with my fingertips. His balls were small especially in contrast to his larger than average cock. I gently rolled them in my fingers, enjoying the feel of his small eggs. I soon discovered that Zach was quite ticklish. He had a wonderful laugh that was at once playful and erotic. Though I had never really engaged in sexual tickling much before that I decided to push the envelop and began to tickle his thighs. His panted protests between giggles were clearly put on. There was no mistaking the pleasure he was feeling. I tickled and kissed my way back up his body. Our lips met as I teased his sensitive arm pit. When the kiss broke he gently pulled my fingers away from his body so he could speak. 

"How did you know?" He gasped.

"Know what?" I replied not understanding the question.

"About my thing for being tickled. No guy has ever caught on to it so easily. Fuck, I am usually afraid to mention it at all. Only one that ever really fully indulged me was a girlfriend I had a couple of years ago. She had the same thing so we took turns tickling each other."

"I don't really know, I guess the way you reacted when I was playing with your balls gave me the idea."

"Well damn you got my motor roaring."

"Cool, just out of curiosity though if you and the chick were so well matched why is she an ex?"

"Well, thing is I am not so much bi as I am gay. She is still a good friend and we have had a couple of play times since."

"Oh cool. By the way you are fucking gorgeous."

"Damn, thank you. You are amazing, John, er oh shit brother, um sir..damn!"

"Relax, Zack, everything is cool. If other guys are around you have to do that submissive pledge thing, but when we are together privately, I would be happy if we were just two guys having fun."

"Wow, really. I thought all the brothers would be constantly looking for reasons to give me the paddle."

"Hmmmmmmmmmmm maybe a I should give you a little spanking," I teased.

He smiled and we shifted into a sixty-nine position. I tickled his balls and licked and sucked his cock while he deep throated me. Soon we each had a nice warm feeling in our stomachs after swallowing the other's cum. That was when I discovered how nice it was to cuddle up Zack. 

"John, can asked you something?" He said in a very shy way.

"Jeez, I can still taste your cum, I think questions are fair."

"Well you said we could just be two guys having fun when we were alone. Does that mean you might want to do this again?"

I reached over and tickled his belly as I replied, "Fuck yes. Damn Zack, you are hot both in looks and actions."

"So it is ok for pledges to make love with full fledged brothers?"

"For sure, but lets not get ahead of ourselves here."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to imply that we were going to be a couple or anything. I just well really like you so far and that was the best first time sex I ever had with anyone."

"Wow I am humbled, even if it was just because of the tickling. But I can assure you that you will have loads of opportunity to assess first time lovers. I am sure that you're going to be a very popular guy."

He blushed and giggled and reached for my cock. Soon he was on his hands and knees sucking me like I had the best tasting cock he had ever found. Unfortunately, that immensely enjoyable blow job was interrupted.

"Fuck, John, you are going to get this pledge in a shit load of trouble!" Colin exclaimed as he closed the door behind himself.

Zack froze clearly fearful of the trouble he might be in.

"Greetings, brother Colin," I said calmly, more to let the gofer know he was remiss in not greeting me properly than to fulfill my own duty.

"I am sorry, greetings brother John," He said sounding contrite while extending his hand to me. 

I reluctantly stood and shook his hand as I asked, "So what is the issue and what can I do to make sure no blame is cast on this delicious pledge?"

"He was due five minutes ago at a pledge meeting. I will assure the task masters that he was legitimately detained. But I could use a good word from you to Brock. I was supposed to tell all the pledges but was too into the one I was fucking when you took Zack from the shower."

I laughed and told Colin not to worry. As I watched Colin lead my sexy new friend off I decided that the upcoming year might not be as lonely as I had thought. My thoughts of Zach replacing some of my departing bedmates were interrupted by Brock's return. After we compared notes on the pledges we had fucked he told me that I should get ready for my date with Adam. To my surprise I was being given a one night reprieve from my confinement. Adam had a private celebration at a nearby hotel planned. I took yet another shower and got dressed in clothing provided by Brock. As I got dressed Brock watched me and we talked. Although it felt a bit odd having my big sexy friend laying nude on his bed stroking his cock while watching me dress for a date with another man it gave me a chance to put the good word in for Colin. He told me that there was nothing to worry about since half the pledges were late due to being occupied with their new brothers. We shared a laugh and then I suggested I kill the rest of the time I had before the limo arrived by sucking his cock.

"You are going to have to work hard to get me to cum in that short time!" He teasingly challenged.

I walked over and grabbed his ankles. In what would have been a futile gesture if he resisted I tugged him to the edge of the bed and then got on my knees between his legs. Since his cock was already hard and dripping I didn't need to do much preliminary work. I licked the precum from his cock head and then began sucking him. I took him as deep as I could while foundling his balls exactly how I knew he loved to be touched. As I used my lips, tongue, fingers and even teeth to stimulate him, I realized that I knew Brock and his body very well. Soon he was moaning in a way that I knew meant I would soon be swallowing a nice thick dollop of his creamy cum. 

"Oh fuck, yes, jesus, baby!" He called out.

In another second his cock spasmed in my mouth and deposited a creamy treat on my tongue. I kept sucking as I drank down every bit of his musky seed. After that we shared a quick kiss and I wiped my face on a towel I had discarded on the floor.

"Have fun tonight lover," He said to my back as I left the room.

I managed to get to the front door a few seconds before the limo pulled up. The uniformed driver jumped out and held open the rear door for me. As I climbed in I discovered that Adam was waiting for me with a Cheshire cat like grin. 

"Greetings brother John," He said as he extended his hand.

I returned the greeting and took his hand in mine. He pulled me onto his lap and pressed his lips to my open mouth. As the limo pulled away from the curb we shared a deep passion filled kiss.

"Congratulations John, I have a very special night planned for you to celebrate your graduation to the brotherhood," He said as I slipped off his lap into the seat next to him.

"I have a suite for us where I thought we would start off with a nice private dinner. After that I have a surprise that I hope will please you," He continued. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 23



Though I did everything but get on my knees and beg he refused to even hint at the surprise. Since talking was not working out so well that really only left making out to occupy our time on the drive to the hotel. After fifteen minutes of tongue play with Adam I was ready to fuck on the spot. I was glad that Adam had arranged to use the employee entrance and service elevator. The idea of walking through the lobby with an obvious erection didn't thrill me. I would soon learn that Adam's wealth had given him a kind of celebrity which made the use of private entrances a necessity. 

Finding a waiter in the suite was not the kind of surprise I had hoped for. Even though the guy looked great in his decidedly non-standard uniform, I would have preferred to be alone with Adam. The waiter was barefoot and bare-chested. All he wore was a pair of shorts that were made to look like tuxedo pants and a formal red bow tie. I guessed the ultra fit stud to be in his mid twenties. 

"Welcome back sir," The waiter said politely.

"Thank you, Ron. This is my guest, John."

"Pleased to meet you sir. Do you care for a cocktail before dinner?"

Ron emphasized the word cock making it seem clear that he was on the menu. Adam asked for some expensive sounding liquor I had never heard of over ice and I went for a beer. Considering that I was already a bit depleted from my earlier sexual escapades drinking a lot of alcohol didn't seem like a good idea. No matter what surprise Adam had for me being unable to get it up would be bad form. After drinks Ron politely served dinner without a hint of anything sexual. After dessert he offered us brandy which Adam and I both declined.

"John, before I send Ron off there is something you have to see. Ron would you show off your little secret for my guest?" Adam said clearly already knowing Ron's answer.

"Of course sir," The waiter said as he began to open his shorts.

He pushed the shorts and his underwear down to his knees exposing his genitals as if he was showing me his watch. He was crotch was completely hairless and sported an amazing tattoo. Where his pubic hair should have been there was a scene that might have been used to illustrate a book of fairy tales. In the distance was a fanciful castle with a maiden leaning out of a tower. But it was the foreground that was the most interesting. Ron's smallish cock was tattooed to resemble a dragon. There were wings at the base of his cock that extended onto his thighs. His balls were also part of the image. They bore the same scale pattern on what appeared to be the dragon's legs and feet. He stepped closer and opened his legs a bit allowing me to see the nasty claws on the dragon's toes. 

"Wow," I exhaled, "That is some art!"

"Thank you Sir, it was an indulgence for a former boyfriend," He said with a smile.

"I am sure that John would enjoy seeing the beast take flight," Adam said in a tone that was clearly meant to be an order.

"Of course, shall I manipulate it or would you care to fondle the creature, sir?" Ron asked me.

I looked to Adam for a clue as to what the appropriate answer might be. He had said that Ron would be leaving after showing me the surprise so I did not think Adam intended for the waiter to join us in bed. However, I did think it would be fun to handle Ron's little dragon. Adam nodded and told me to go ahead and enjoy myself.

I started by fondling his scaly looking balls and then moved my fingers to his cock as the dragon arose. To my surprise what I thought was a small cock soon emerged as a fat eight-inch dragon. The dragon's head which was tattooed upon Ron's cock head grew large and fierce looking. The almost unseen purple eyes on either side of the cum hole seemed to be glaring at me. The cum hole itself had the image of the dragons mouth around it and a serpent's tongue slithering out and down the underside of Ron's cock head. I was nearly breathless as I began to stroke the fully emerged fierce beast. 

"Though he seems forbidding, the dragon doesn't bite and rather enjoys being in warm, dark, tight, moist caverns," Adam said in a wicked tone.

I took his words to mean that he wanted me to suck Ron's decorated cock as much as I wanted to engulf the fanciful dragon in my mouth. I leaned forward and guided Ron's menacing greenish cock head to my lips. I kissed the dragon's mouth and Ron's cock jumped. I quickly took his slithering serpent past my lips and confined the smooth scales within my wet mouth. Though I could not hear the dragon's reaction, Ron's soft moans told me the green beast liked the feel of my tongue tickling its belly as I swallowed the creature. I took the purpled eyed head into my throat brief which elicited louder moans from the waiter. I only moved my lips up and down the scaly serpent a few times before the painstakingly decorated cock began to jump and twitch. To my surprise the medieval beast suddenly spit several thick gobs of delicious goo into my mouth as Ron roared the dragon's approval. 

I didn't know if the waiter had a hair trigger or hurried the event, but whichever I happily drank down his tasty cum. When I released his cock from my mouth and looked up I saw the handsome man smiling down at me appreciatively. By that time he had stepped out of his shorts and was naked except for the bow tie around his neck. I didn't say a word as I blatantly admired his hot body while the dragon shrunk back to the tiny lizard I first spied. Being curious and certain that the tattoo could not have been done while Ron was flaccid many questions came to mind. As it turned out I only had time to voice one.

"Was the art work down while you were erect?"

"Yes and since the artist was a sexy horny bastard who couldn't keep his lips off of my cock, it took many session to get the shaft part done," Ron answered with a big grin and thanked me for the blow job.

Adam excused himself to walk Ron to the other room where I presumed he got dressed before leaving. 

"So what did you think of Ron and his little pet?" Adam asked upon his return.

"Hot, sexy, amazing, cute, delicious, fun and a lot more I am sure."

"I have to add too quick to the list myself."

"Oh that wasn't done on purpose then?"

"No he can't hold his cum when he is getting oral. Oddly that isn't true when he slides the dragon up my ass. I figured maybe the tattoo makes his cock extra sensitive but never wanted to ask. Wouldn't want to embarrass him if he was always such a fast cummer."

"Yeah, I guess not. You say he has fucked your ass, which makes me curious about your relationship."

Even though I knew whatever Adam's relationship was with Ron was not my business, curiosity as usual overcame concern for his privacy. We were brothers and a tenant of the AOK is openness. In addition, I felt a friendship with him born of being kindred spirits in a way. Since he had never shown a reluctance to share intimate details of his life with me I saw no reason to hide my curiosity.

"I am sorry; I should have made a better introduction. But I wanted to play out the scenario. Ron is AOK but not what you would call a book learning type of guy. He graduated six years ago with a lot of help from his brothers. The dragon was started a few months after graduation. I didn't really get to know him until I happened to be at an alumni event when the tattoo was still in progress. I walked into a room and Ron had his pants around his ankles showing off the uncompleted art to several of alumni. I was completely fucking fascinated. Ron's boyfriend who is not AOK was there as a guest and obliged a request to bring the beast to life. I was even more fascinated by the transformation in size as the guy fondled the partially completed dragon."

"That fucking blew me away when that tiny little dick grew into a huge fucking dragon!" I blurted out.

"I saw the look on your face. Anyway, I wanted to suck that serpent in the worst way, but it was clear that while he was willing to let us have a quick feel, Ron and his boyfriend were monogamous at the time. About a year later I ran into Ron, who was bar tendering at a reception I was attending. He had broken up with the guy that he had spent six months under the needle for and was happily single. When I asked if the dragon had ever been finished he suggested we get together after he got off so I could see for myself. It was finished and I got to fulfill my desire to suck it dry. He works for me now as director of hospitality for my hotels which essential means he is the head bartender. We fuck occasionally, but you can't really call it a relationship."

"You mentioned having the dragon up your ass..." I started curious if Adam got a hard fucking from Ron.

"Sure, he has fucked me, I have fucked him. But he isn't really the kind of guy I can let myself go with and get the kind of fucking I really need. John, most of the time I have to maintain an image, even when fucking. With you things are very different. I am comfortable being a total slut bottom with you when the mood is right. I could never let Ron give me a fucking like you."

I smiled and decided that I had had enough of twenty questions and was ready to fuck or suck or both.   

So was that my big surprise?"

"Just the first part," He said and pulled me to my feet.

I was suddenly in his arms and our lips were locked. The passion filled deep kiss lasted at least ten minutes and reinflated my already excited cock. 

"The other part and hopefully the best part is that as a present to show you how proud I am of you and my affection for you is that I am yours for the night. Whatever you want to do which I hope includes fucking is yours."

"That could be dangerous Adam. I am starting to discover a wilder and what some people might consider a dark side."

"I am not worried, I know who you are John. I also know about some of those recent discoveries."

Once again my curiosity was aroused. 

"Adam, I don't know if what you know is a secret, but I feel I have a right to know what it is," I said insistently intent on learning what he was talking about. "Who have you been talking to anyway?"

"Brock and the other council members of course and my dear friend Felicity," He answered casually.

"Oh, I guess you know everything that has happened in the last week then?" I said trying to hide my surprise.

"John, I thought you knew that I was involved with the council's proceedings last week," He said sounding honestly confused.

"I assumed that you were consulted, but didn't know you had all the details. I had no idea that you had talked to Felicity about our date either," I said concerned about Adam's ability to gather information.

"I hope you are not angry that I had a hand in deciding your punishment. I needed to know how strong your resolve and character are John. As I had hoped and suspected you proved that both are beyond question."

"Thank you and I am not angry. I am comfortable with the cleansing. I think it was a good experience for me. In a very real sense it truly bonded me to the brotherhood."

"I am glad. About Felicity; she and I have no secrets. We have been lovers since I was your age. Her husband loved to watch me fuck her and after to punish me for violating his wife. He was a complicated man." 

"So I gathered from Reggie."

"Reggie didn't tell you everything, John. But you are a smart kid and probably made some fairly accurate assumptions based on what he did tell you. However, it is possible that you drew some inaccurate conclusions as well."

"Are you saying that you want to clear up misconceptions, Adam?"

"What I am saying is that I am open to any questions you may have. But you should already know that anyway. We are brothers of the AOK. It would be a violation of my oath and sin against myself to lie in response to any question you ask. So if you want to know anything about Daniel Culbertson, my relationship with him and his wife or anything else in my past the knowledge is yours for the asking. But as I would with any young man, I must caution you about being careful about what you ask for. It is possible that the answers to your questions may be unsettling than dealing with the curiosity over the unknown."

"Adam, I doubt I would have a problem with the answers. As for my assumptions, I do not know which are correct and which are misconceptions. Therefore, I do not know what questions to ask."

"Tell me what you think you know and then I can answer questions that you left unasked."

"It is my understanding that you lived in Mr. Culbertson's house near campus for a time. I am told that you served him along with other male students. I believe that you also served Felicity before his death and after may have switched roles. I hope someday to understand how a viral young man that became a strong and powerful titan of business could have been a virtual slave to an old and at least in the end feeble man. But for now, taking you into the bedroom, bending you over and riding your incredible male cunt is of far more interest to me."

Whatever his game was, I had decided to turn the tables and test him. It had become obvious that our relationship was going to be very complicated. He would be my mentor, teacher and boss for perhaps as long as he lived. At the same time he wanted something in private that would make that public persona seem totally out of character. I would have to work hard to achieve the proper balance between such opposites. I knew the first step was to find out who Adam really was and what he really wanted of me. 

"Then that is what we shall do. As I told you the night is yours."

"Wait," I insisted as he turned toward the bedroom, "Is that what you want?"

"John, I already said I hoped that you would choose to fuck me tonight. I don't understand why you question my desire."

"Adam, I think that you are a far more complicated man that you realize. I also think that after tonight our relationship will have taken on a new twist. While you say that you're offering me something just for tonight, I am certain that it is only the beginning of many such nights and days to come."

"John, you don't seriously think I want to become your sub or slave, so you?"

"Well it is for damn sure that you don't want to be my master. I suppose that in your head you have something in between in mind. But I do not know if you're being honest with yourself if that is the case."

"John, just come fuck me. Let's make it as simple as that. Our future together lies beyond a horizon that neither of us can see. We can individually imagine what is hidden by the dark of the night. But when the sun reveals the truth it must be a compromise of our separate fantasies that emerges if we are to successfully merge both our needs into a shared future."

I found his philosophical ramblings somewhat annoying under the circumstances. He seemed to have problems separating his mentorship of me and the realities of our sexual relationship. My annoyance seemed to cause something to snap a little.

"Fine, get the fuck in the bedroom and get naked. I hope you thought to bring lube because with or without it I am going to tear your hot ass apart!" I growled.

I was sure I saw him smile as he rushed into the other room.

I stripped off my clothes in the sitting area before joining him. He was sitting on the bed naked holding a tube of K-Y gel.

"How do you want me,..John?' He asked seductively.

During the short pause I was sure he was about to say sir instead of John. I was more glad than not that he didn't go there. It would have confirmed much of what I believed to be true. However, I knew that I would not be comfortable with a greater level of submission from him. 

"Let's start with you sucking my cock," I replied casually as I stepped in front of him.

He reached for my semi-erect cock as he leaned toward my body. I reached for his head and inched forward as his fingers began to work magic on my loose hanging balls. As always when his lips touched my shaft it felt like a mysterious and wonderful electric charge passed between us. My cock grew as he licked and kissed up and down my sensitive rod. Soon I was fully erect and in his mouth. He sucked and slurped my dick like he was starved for the taste of me. I gently caressed my mentor's head as he took my cock into his throat. 

He was as talented at sucking cock as he was at conducting business. Without the slightest noticeable gag or breathing difficultly he held my entire cock in his mouth and throat while rubbing his nose in my pubic hair. I humped my cock in and out of his throat for a couple of minutes before pulling away.

"God your cock is delicious," He gushed as he tried to pull me back to his mouth.

"It is time to put your cunt to work," I moaned softly.

"Fuck yes! You want me on my back or bent over?" He asked as he handed me the lubricant.

"Bent over so I can give you a good hard bitch fucking!"

His excited reaction confirmed that would have been his choice. I knew instinctively at that point what he wanted. I hoped I was good enough to make him forget the brutal old man from his past. My desire was to give him the hard fucking he wanted and needed without the degradation I was sure he endured from his mentor. 

I stepped back to give him room to turn around as he stood up. As soon as he was bent over I began using my fingers to thoroughly coat his anus and rectum with lubricant. I knew from experience that he did not require a lot of stretching to get ready to be ridden. But I choose to extend the experience for him by fingering fucking him for a time. I bent down and began to caress his buttocks and kiss his back as I rammed three fingers in and out of his already wide open hole. 

"Oh god, John, yes!" He squealed as I worked my fingers roughly in and out of his asshole. "I need your cock, baby. Please fill up my cunt with that hot piece of meat!"

I have no idea what possessed me to withhold the fucking he requested. For whatever reason I wanted to make him beg for it. I wanted him to need my cock so badly he would do anything. He moaned and squealed and continued to ask me to put my cock inside him. I said nothing as I continued to caress and kiss him while fingering his ass. 

"Fuck, I need your cock so badly, John. Please fuck me! Show me how a stud uses a man pussy. Please baby, I want your cock," He wailed along with some other mostly unintelligible words. 

Finally I gave in. I pulled my fingers from his ass and aimed my cock for his gaping hole. The tip of my dick touched his anal rim and he bucked. I pushed forward and was instantly buried to the hilt in his hungry asshole. He urged me to ride him and I no longer had the will to hold back. I grabbed his hips and began ramming my cock in and out of his slick asshole. I rode him hard. My balls slapped his ass with each thrust until they tightened and drew up to my body. As I was nearing the point of no return I felt his rectal walls suddenly clamped onto my rampaging cock. He was cumming hard and I was locked in place, unable to do anything but hang on and enjoy the ride. When the vice-like grip of his ass muscles loosened his spasming rectum still massaged my throbbing cock. I roared as my cock unleashed a huge spurt of cum deep inside his body. I started fucking him again causing my cock to splash around in his cum filled rectum. I rode him until my cock was too soft to continue.

I fell forward onto the bed after pulling away from his body. I felt exhilarated and drained. I reached for him and pulled him to me. We became entangled on the bed with our sweat covered bodies pressed together. Neither of us could speak. Our chests heaved and our hearts beat wildly as we struggled to regain normal breathing. Adam was the first to regain his voice.

"Congratulations John and thank you for an amazing fuck. I hope you will keep fucking me like that for a long time," He whispered in my ear as his tongue toyed with my ear lobe. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 23



I turned my head and we began to kiss. After several more minutes I was able to speak.

"Adam, you are incredible and fucking you is beyond belief. For as long as you want it I will want to fuck you."

He smiled and told me that he thought we were perfectly suited lovers. I wasn't sure about that but I was sure he was a great fuck and I really liked him. I feel asleep wondering what the future held for us. I feared he might want something I was certain I could not give. I knew there would never be a time I would not want him sexually. But I also knew that it was unlikely I could ever become a part of conventional couple with him or anyone. It was clear to me that I had a need for a variety of sex partners. Oddly that night my dreams had little to do with Adam. Alicia and Zach were the featured players in my nocturnal fantasies. Alicia had increasingly been the star of my dreams. Though I tried not to acknowledge it my desire for her was growing. Zack's appearance in my dreams was easily chalked up to the newness of my experience with the sexy pledge. At least that is what I told myself. 



They Are A-OK Ch. 24



My first week as a full fledge AOK and last week of the semester was for the most part uneventful. I remained under house arrest and only got to leave the frat house three times. Twice for exams and once to organize the packing of my things at the apartment. The pledges were assigned the task of packing and moving my stuff to my new room. Since I was going to be on the council the following year I was going to be living in the AOK house. Ending my shared living arrangement with Kyle was sad but probably a good thing. Though we were not the couple we had envisioned and had acknowledged that fact, we could not truly move on while roommates. Kyle had already found another AOK to be his roommate for the fall. I never asked if he would be sharing Kyle's bed. 

I packed my own suitcase with those personal items I could not live without over the summer. I had been informed that appropriate clothes would be waiting at the apartment Brock and I would be sharing in Brussels. I was told little else about my summer except that we would be visiting several cities and I had to be there ten days after school ended. My mother was unhappy to learn that I would be home for just over a week out of the whole summer.

In a way my last week on campus was like an extended goodbye. Most of the seniors would be gone when I returned to campus in the fall. A few like Brock would be staying for graduate school and living in town. But most would be off to start careers or graduate study at other universities. Troy was going to an Ivy League law school. Dom was starting as a management trainee at a company owned by an AOK alum. Dante was headed to the NFL and stardom. Scot, Gary, Ray, Randy, Calvin and Caleb were off to various parts of the country. I knew I would see them at brotherhood functions in the years to come. But our relationship would never be the same. 

The week was filled with a lot of goodbye sex. Troy and Dom each spent a night with me. Kyle and Dante came by together for an afternoon romp. There were others that came by for quickies and a whole group was there one day for a wild orgy. Since I was confined to the house and the no female rule was in full effect I didn't get to see any of my female fuck buddies before leaving campus. Interestingly the most memorable liaison of the week wasn't with an old friend. It was with my new friend and pledge, Zack. 

I was very attracted to him and glad that I would have the opportunity to get to know him better in the coming semester. My position on the council would provide many opportunities to bed the sexy wrestler. Two days before I was scheduled to depart I was surprised to run into him at the house. He was in the second floor corridor of the house looking lost when I came out of the shower room around midday. I managed to take full advantage of the happenstance of the meeting.

"Greetings pledge, why are you still on campus?" I asked as I offered my hand.

"Oh sorry, greetings brother, I am..er..I am leaving tonight and I left some of the books I was given here I think."

He was obviously disoriented. Which I assumed was due to some all night hazing ritual he had to endure before leaving for the summer. However, I could not let slip his failure to take my hand or use my name while greeting me.

"I am sure we can help you with that. However, first I must deal with your failure to execute a proper greeting, pledge!" I said sharply.

"Oh god, I am sorry, brother, sir, damn please don't fail me," He said in a sincerely contrite tone. 

"Calm down. It is not serious enough to warrant denying you a chance to prove yourself. Come to my room and I will have Colin locate your books while we take care of correcting your errant ways."

As we walked down the hall together, I felt a great deal of pride in my transformation. I was a brother and almost instinctively conducted myself in the proper manner. I guided him into my room and took note of his trembling as I closed the door. I let him stew in his unwarranted fear as I called Colin. Though I wasn't going to be president as an incoming council member he would still jump at my word.

"One of our pledges Zack Nealon seems to have mislaid some of his study materials. I was hoping you might be able to locate them. I will be dealing with a training and discipline issue with Zack. Please just leave the books in the parlor once they are found," I said into the phone in a formal tone.

Colin acknowledged my request and assured me that the books would be ready by the time I finished with Zack. I knew that the bright sexy council gofer completely understood what I would be doing with the pledge and that we would have total privacy.

"You really should not be so fearful, Zack," I said calmly as I turned toward him and let my towel fall to the floor. "The brotherhood is about helping each other to be the best."

"But, Sir, I know that punishment is swift and severe for pledges that err."

"It is swift and fair, I would say," I retorted as I walked over to him. "Punishment is nothing more than a lesson. Pain triggers memory response and helps us not to repeat the failure."

I was quoting exactly from a ritual text. I could see in his eyes that he had no idea that the words were not mine.  

"Zack you have much work to do it seems. There is a proscribed reply to those words that you should know; just as you should know by now the proper greeting of a brother. There is much ahead of you. The brotherhood offers rewards you can not yet imagine. With that comes the requirement of discipline and commitment. Are you sure that the pledge you made the other night is truly what is in your heart?"

"Yes, brother, I am committed to proving my worth and becoming a brother of the AOK. I am sorry that I have not yet been diligent enough in my studies to know the response you sought. The failure to greet you was inexcusable I know, but it was due only to my concern about the missing books and not a disrespect of you or the ways of the brotherhood."

"It is good that you know that there is no excuse for failure. The earnest words you spoke were in fact close in meaning to the ritual words. Those words are: I welcome punishment so that I may learn. I acknowledge my failure and submit myself freely to your judgment and discipline. You have said your apology and recognized your failure. Do you also accept and welcome the punishment?"

"Yes, sir. As I pledged the fair judgment of the brotherhood is all I seek."

"Bare yourself."

Zack quickly stripped off his clothes and stood naked before me. We were both erect and my true wish was to take him into my arms and embrace him tightly as we kissed. But there was a time for that and the matter at hand required a punishment. Sex would come later. I told him to bend over my bed and prostrate himself. He assumed the position perfectly. I smiled as a picture of him being trained to expose his ass for punishment came into my head. It was a bare hand spanking which was not nearly as rough as I imagined he expected. However, it did leave his ass red and warm and my palm stinging. He quickly complied when I told him to stand up and turn around. I was glad to see his cock was still rock hard. 

"When next a brother offers his hand the memory of the sting will hopefully remind you to return the gesture properly."

"I promise I will not forget the generous lesson you taught me. Thank you for being so caring as to take the time to offer me discipline."

I was pleased to see he had learned at least that small amount of ritual.

"As we punish we also show love and share pleasure. Gratitude expressed physically is far more earnest than mere words."

He dropped to his knees and whispered, "May I?"

I nodded and he gently took my cock in his hand. Shivers ran along my spine as he slipped his warm tongue out and touched the very tip of my swollen cock. After a few sensual licks he engulfed my cock in his warm talented mouth. Zack was clearly well practiced at sucking cock. He took me into his throat and out again as easily as one might take a breath. He used his tongue to caress my cock and his fingers to tease my balls as he slid his lips up and down my shaft. My arousal began to rush toward an apex like an out of control train hurdles down the tracks. As I looked down watching that beautiful young man suck my cock I wanted it to go on forever. Intense pleasure filled my body and took me ever higher. But somehow I managed to stop him before falling over the edge of the precipice. 

He looked up at me with confusion on his face and mouthed, "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, it was perfect. I just want to hold off the end for a bit," I panted and pulled him to his feet.

Our lips came together. As we kissed wildly he stumbled backward and I fell atop him on the bed. I quickly kissed my way down his body and began to feast upon his cock. I moved to his balls and gorged myself on his tasty little nuts. He thrashed about and moaned loudly when my tongue stabbed at his perineum. I lingered at the base of his balls for several minutes kissing and licking his flesh like a mad man before retuning my attention to his throbbing pole. As I sucked his cock I cradled his balls in my palm and moved my fingertip to his tight asshole. His body jerked and he unexpectedly thrust his cock into my throat. I fought off the gag reflex and pulled back. Holding just the head of his hot cock in my lips I pushed my finger into his body. Once again I was rewarded with the sound of his incredibly seductive moans. Once I had my finger all the way inside his anal canal I returned to sucking him lustfully while massaging his prostate. It wasn't long before he sent a stream of cum down my throat. 

I gave him only a few seconds to recover before I moved up and straddled his face. I grabbed a pillow and shoved it under his neck as I pushed my aching cock against his soft warm lips. He opened his mouth and I slid my cock along his tongue to the back of his mouth. His throat seemed to open up for me. I was able to easily fuck his face, going ball deep in his mouth with each thrust. Though trapped under me and mostly helpless he did his best to use his lips and tongue to enhance my pleasure. Within a few minutes my cock was gushing in his mouth. I pulled away and lay next to him enjoying the feel of his warm flesh against mine as I recovered from my orgasm. After a few more minutes I remembered that I had an appointment to go over some council stuff with Eric Thompson.

"Zack, I am sorry. I would love to stay and fuck all night with you but duty calls."

"Thank you for an amazing time, brother John. Damn I wish it wasn't summer."

I smiled and told him that we would have plenty of time to be together come fall. Then I tickled him for a minute before slipping out of bed. As I dressed and watched him dress, I wondered if I really would have a lot of time for him in the fall. I was on council and there were a lot of pledges to be dealt with. In addition, as I was quickly learning there was more to being on the council than I knew. I decided that with most of my friends gone I could make time if I wanted to. At that moment I wanted very badly to make time to fuck Zack. I walked him down to the parlor where as I expected we found his books waiting. After a very wet deep goodbye kiss he headed out the front door and I went to see Eric. I thought a lot about Zack as I finished my goodbyes over the next two days.

Adam thoughtfully sent a private plane to take me home so the trip was quick and easy. The brand new car that the attendant told me was mine was a major surprise. A very sweet note from Adam informed me that it was the rest of my welcome to the brotherhood present. There were also some suggestions of an intimate nature regarding a visit to see me in Europe. I could tell that my mom was suspicious about all the changes in my life. A brand new expensive car and a summer job in Europe didn't add up to her. I am not sure what she thought I was involved in or whether she would have preferred it be criminal activity to homosexual fucking. Most of her obvious concerns were thankfully left unsaid though she did grumble a couple of times about the mysterious rich man that was stealing her boy. 

Doug Thompson was extremely disappointed when I told him that I wouldn't be around all summer. After a wild afternoon of sex he confided that he had been hoping that he and I would have a summer-long fling. He had gotten engaged that spring to a girl at college and wanted to get enough cock to last the rest of his life that summer. With so much to do in a short time I wasn't able to get together with him even one more time. He got married the next summer but it didn't last long. A couple years after the honeymoon she caught him in bed with a guy that lived next door to them. She forgave him but couldn't live with a man that had those kinds of desires. We are still friends but haven't had sex in years. He moved to New York and has been in a committed gay relationship for a long time. 

I managed to hook up with Donna Stillman once that week also. Her parents were away and we spent the night together at her house. It was a wild and exciting night of passion. I figured it was because she was the only woman I had been with since Felicity. Even with all the guys I was fucking, I still wanted pussy regularly. That night was the last time I ever saw Donna. Her parents were killed the next spring in a car crash. She never came back to town. Last I heard she was in drug rehab in California. After that she lost touch with everyone. 

Chrissy called me that week and was clearly interested in a sexual reunion. But it was the day before I had to leave for Europe and I didn't have the time to meet her. We did hook up again the following Christmas but the sex lacked any spirit. It was obvious that we were just going through the motions. She ended up marrying a guy from our town and they still live there and lead the same lives as our parents. Last time I saw her was at a high school reunion picnic. I was more interested in fucking her eighteen year-old son at that point than I was in her. I remember thanking Adam for taking me away from that life soon after that day.

Mom cried when she left me at the airport. I had given her the car Adam gave me. However, she refused to drive that damn fancy machine as she called it. It set in the garage until I drove it to school the following January. Adam's plane took me to New York. At JFK a first class seat to Europe was waiting. Brock met me at the airport and a limo whisked us through the Belgium capital to what turned out to be a very exclusive enclave of expensive apartments. Our shared apartment had a small balcony that overlooked an amazing square. Surrounding the square were ornate gothic style buildings that seemed like fairy tale castles to a guy like me from a small American town. Broad avenues leading away from the square provided stunning vistas of both the old and new architecture of the city. 

The apartment itself was small by American standards. There was a small living room that might have been called a den back home. Down a long hall was a combination kitchen, dining area and laundry room. The windows back there looked over a shared courtyard where laundry dried in the breeze. Though it was called a two bedroom apartment, it was more like one bedroom with storage room. Neither Brock nor I minded sharing the bigger room that was dominated by a beautiful antique brass bed. The entire apartment was furnished in what I was certain were very expensive tasteful items that seem to fit perfectly. I learned that the apartment was Adam's home when in Brussels. So that we could have the best he would be staying at a nearby hotel if he came to town that summer. 

Even with the elegant decorating and amazing view it was the bathroom that blew me away. The walls were tiled in marble that had a myriad of random colors running through the grain. The effect put me in mind of a Jackson Pollack painting I had seen in an art book. The marble countertops and the gold fixtures gleamed. Brock had to explain the use of a Bidet, which proved to have an interesting use that was unintended by the designer one playful evening. There was a Jacuzzi tub and a multi-head glass shower. I decided that the size of the bathroom accounted for the shrunken second bedroom. Happily the Jacuzzi turned out to be large enough for two.

"So what do you think, brother?" Brock asked with a shit eating grin on his face.

"I am fucking blown away!" Was all I could think of to say.

"So you ready for your first European fuck?" He blurted out as if he couldn't wait to get my cock up his ass.

"Um, you know me; I am always ready to fuck."

"Cool, let's hit the Jacuzzi and get nice and squeaky clean. Then we can go initiate the bed."

I knew his desire to bathe first meant he wanted some all over oral action. He loved to give and receive rim jobs as well as extended sessions of oral ball worship. I didn't waste any time getting naked as he began to fill the tub with warm water. I got the pleasure of watching him strip after he got the water temperature just right. No matter how many times I have seen someone naked or fucked them, I always enjoy watching them take their clothes off. No matter if it is done hastily or as a slow tease there is something about the anticipation of intimate flesh being revealed that gets my blood boiling. Brock was one of the few that had figured out that particular kink of mine and often played it for all it was worth. I thought I would die watching him slowly lower his zipper after an already painfully slow removal of his shirt that day. The kiss we shared once he was naked made up for every minute of torture he inflicted with the slow strip tease.

The warm swirling water coming from the jets felt great. The fatigue of a long day of travel soon disappeared. All that was left was raw sexual desire. Brock and I had a deep connection and ten days apart created a strong need to be with him. Happily he seemed to have the same need for me. After only a short time enjoying the healing powers of the Jacuzzi he kissed me and asked me to stand up so he could wash me. I happily complied with his request. I stood as my friend and soon to be teacher gently and thoroughly washed my body. When he was done we traded places. I slid down into the swirling water to rinse off and he stood for me to wash. When I was done we were both rock hard and more than ready to get busy.

We were so excited we barely dried off before diving into the antique bed together. Deep sloppy kisses soon gave way to a wild mutual oral exploration of each other's flesh. He quickly found my tight pucker and began to lustfully tease it with his talented tongue. I obliged his desire for better access by getting on my knees. As I lay my head on the soft thick down pillow he began to push his tongue inside my body. His hands were on my buttocks spreading my ass so he could get deeper inside me as I moaned happily into my pillow. After awhile I felt his spit covered fingers around my throbbing cock. While continuing to tongue fuck my ass he stroked my cock sending me ever closer to the brink. With each stroke he brought his thumb over my cock head and spread my free flowing precum around. He knew me well and clearly wanted me to cum. 

When I could take it no more I ejaculated forcefully. Somehow he managed to catch a puddle of my cum in his palm. When I rolled onto my back he made a big show of eating my jism while I lay tingling on the bed. I pounced on him and forced him onto his back. I began sucking wildly on his huge fat cock. Even though I could have easily brought him to orgasm by continuing to suck his big sausage I knew he wanted what he had given me. I pushed his legs up and he quickly helped give me access by grabbing his ankles. As he lay on his back holding his legs above his body I began to lick and suck his big cum laden balls. His moans filled the room with an erotic symphony.




They Are A-OK Ch. 24



The moans turned to a deep animalistic purr when my tongue moved lower. He gasped when I touched the tip of my wet tongue to his tingling anus. His purring and moans grew louder and turned to deep joyous cries of bliss when I pushed my tongue inside his body. As he had done to me I spread his cheeks as wide as I could and tongue fucked him as deeply as possible. Sensing the rising tide in his loins, I took hold of his monster cock and began to stroke him. His cock was so hard and thick I felt like I could barely hold onto it as it jerked and throbbed in my fingers. In another minute he exploded all over his belly and chest.

I kissed my way up his body licking up every drop of the thick musky fluid. When I reached his face his mouth captured my tongue. While we kissed he reached for my cock which had begun to grow hard again. 

"You got enough left in the tank to fuck me, babe?" He panted when our kiss broke.

I just smiled as he stroked me back to full erection. 

"How do you want it, big boy?" I asked when I knew my cock was hard enough to penetrate him.

"Face to face, sexy guy," He answered dreamily as he reached into the night stand to retrieve the lubricant.

He pulled his legs back over his body as I oiled up his ass. He was so ready to be fucked it didn't take much stretching before I could slide my cock into his ass. With his encouragement I rode him hard and deep while looking down into his eyes. He smiled up at me as he moaned and grunted his pleasure. Had it been my first orgasm of the night it would have been over in an instant I was so excited. Having already cum I felt like I could go forever and Brock didn't seem in a hurry for it to end. After fucking face to face for a long time we changed positions. He moved to his side and lifted his leg high as I spooned up against him with my cock deep in his rectum. That was more of a slow grinding then the first position or the last. After about twenty minutes he wanted to stand up and bend over so I could really give it to him hard. 

He braced himself with his palms on the bed as I moved behind him. I guided my cock into his very well stretched hole and grabbed his hips. He bucked and his ass swallowed my entire cock. I rode him as he bucked like an unbroken stallion. I can't tell you how long we fucked or which of us came first. But I can say we both enjoyed amazing orgasms and were left totally exhausted. I slept very soundly that night in his arms. 

What I would call work that summer began the next morning. In truth it was more like a class. I met important members of Adam's organization and even more important clients. I observed how his businesses were run. I learned everything I could. After a week in Brussels, Brock and I began to travel to various European cities. In three weeks I had visited a dozen of the most amazing places I could imagine and met maybe a hundred of Adam's key people. They all seemed anxious and happy to help me learn. The only bad part about it all was that there was no time to really see the fabulous cities we visited. If it could not be seen from the window of our luxury hotel rooms or the limos and taxis that whisked us around it may as well not have existed.

In Rome I saw the outside of the Coliseum while stuck in traffic. In London I saw the Thames from the balcony of our room at the Savoy. I saw parliament and Big Ben from the back seat of a Rolls. A taxi unceremoniously flew past the Brandenburg gate in Berlin without even an echo of Kennedy or Reagan's famous speeches left in the wind. The canals of Venice may as well have been highways as we eschewed the quaint gondolas for fast moving motorized craft. If there was music being performed in Vienna I did not hear it in the modern offices I visited. In Amsterdam I didn't even get to see the whores displayed in their windows. I began to wonder if succeeding would mean giving up actually living life.

About a month into the summer we returned to a surprise in Brussels. Adam was at the apartment waiting for us. In less than twenty minutes the three of us were naked and in bed. It was a long evening of wild three way sex that ended with us falling asleep in a heap. The next day Brock and I got an even better surprise. Adam told us that we had been working so hard and doing so well that he wanted us to take a few days break. He had arranged a trip to Paris with no business to do. It was a city I had not been to and it was to be the first European city other than Brussels that I actually got to see.

From the balcony of Adam's Paris apartment on the Avenue Elisee Reclus we could see Parc du Champs de Mars, the Eiffel Tower, the Seine and seemingly the whole of the city beyond. Adam did not join us in Paris. He said he wanted Brock to show it to me. Our first night in the city of lights was the first time Brock fucked my ass that summer. I may never know why I wanted his huge cock inside me so much that night. I also will never know how such a large man with a beast of a cock can be so gentle in bed. This is especially puzzling since he so often urges me to fuck him hard and rough. My ass still felt full when he woke me before dawn the next morning.

Though I was tired and would have preferred to sleep a few more hours I did not complain. Brock had a plan for us to see the sites. That morning it was a ride out to Versailles to see Louis's palace. The limo ride was surprisingly short and the private tour that one of Adam's associates arranged was amazing. When we got back to the city, Brock insisted that we have lunch in the Eiffel tower. I could have happily skipped lunch in favor of an afternoon fuck and nap. But he was so exited to show me the view from the top that I didn't protest. 

Brock seemed nervous as we rode the elevator up the tower. He was checking his watch as if we were late for a meeting. I couldn't recall him ever being so concerned about time before that day. When we walked out onto the observation deck I was so overwhelmed by the view that I didn't notice what would turn out to be one of the biggest surprises of my summer in Europe. Secretly waiting there were Troy and Dom. They had contacted Brock after they decided to spend some time in France. Brock had asked Adam to help with the surprise. I am surprised I didn't fall to my death when my friends suddenly sandwiched me in the observation area.

"Parlez-vous français?" Dom asked from behind as Troy stepped in front of me.

"Est-ce que d'une manière primordiale, je peux sucer votre robinet doux, mon ami?" Troy asked with a smirk on his face. 

"Don't you think it is just a bit public for cock sucking?" I whispered in his ear as I hugged him.

He was clearly surprised that I caught the meaning of his well rehearsed phrase. Living in Belgium even for so short a period had equipped me with enough French to glean meaning even though I was fairly certain the phrase might have confused a native speaker. I decided that is was a good thing we were in a country where men embracing and kissing was not considered strange. There was no way we could hold back on affectionate displays. Brock still insisted that we have lunch in the tower even though all of us were ready to go back to the apartment for a show of affection that would not be acceptable in public even in France. It was probably best we did since the pain et chocolat we had for breakfast was not enough to sustain a wild afternoon. The food was surprisingly good and the four of us had a great time catching up on what we had all been doing in the six weeks we had been separated. After we declined desert I asked Troy if he was ready to deliver on the thing he had asked about earlier. 

"Ah mon ami, I think you know I am always ready to have that particular item dans ma bouche," He replied happily in a bad French accent as the waiter stood by confused.

The four of us headed off ready set the sheets afire. As we walked out of the tower elevator we ran into a group of female college students. The girls were a mixture of Americans and their French hosts. To our surprise one of the Americans had gone to high school with Troy. Ten minutes later we had dates with her, her traveling partner and their hosts. As the girls headed up the tower we headed down the street to the apartment. Even with dates planned for the evening there was no thought about changing our afternoon plan.

After about fifteen minutes of Troy and Dom touring the apartment and exclaiming over the luxuriousness of our digs I was past ready to get naked. Brock didn't seem quite as excited about the four-some as I felt. When both Troy and Dom announced that they had to take a leak and went off to share the bathroom, I took the opportunity to question my roommate about the reason for his lack of enthusiasm.

"I don't know, shit don't take this wrong but I think I am feeling jealous after seeing how excited you were to be with them," He admitted hesitantly.

"I don't know how I could take that any other way than it is, Brock. You never had a problem sharing before that I know of. What's different now?"

"Fuck except for Adam briefly, I have had you all to myself and I really fucking like it, John. But it isn't only that. Shit, Troy was one of your firsts and that makes him special. Dom, well fuck a moron could see how close you two are. I just feel maybe I don't fit as well when they are here."

"Fuck, babe. If you haven't figured it out yet I am damn close to you too. But you and I both know we are never exactly going to be going steady or some shit. Truth is I don't know what it is with Dom and I, but he is and I think always will be under my skin. Troy well he is an amazing friend and beyond fun in bed. But Brock, you do not take a back seat to either of them. Don't you see the way I look at you? Don't you see how much I lust for your bod? You have no reason to be jealous."

When the other two returned Brock and I were locked in a deep embrace and kiss.

"Fuck, we leave you two alone for a minute and you get going without us?" Dom said sarcastically.

"Maybe they would like some privacy," Troy suggested.

I turned toward with a big grin and said, "Not until you give me that blow job you promised, Troy."

"Oh you still want me to suck that dick? Looked to me like it was going to be all the big guys," Troy continued playfully.

"Plenty dick to go around, Troy," Brock said in a mock angry tone as he pulled away from me and began to unbutton his shirt.

"I think someone better get on his knees," I said as I kicked off my shoes and began to unbuckle my belt.

"You got the hard cock, I got the soft lips," Troy half sang half said as he got on his knees after pulling off his shirt. 

In the meantime Brock, Dom and I had all stripped to the bare flesh. 

"What the fuck, am I the designated cock sucker today?" Troy asked with a giant grin on his face.

"Looks that way," Dom said with a laugh as the three of us surrounded Troy and began stroking our growing erections.

Troy moved from guy to guy, sucking and licking our cocks and balls for a few minutes at time. When we weren't the one being sucked we rubbed our cock on either Troy or the one with his cock in Troy's mouth. Brock must have become bored because after about ten or fifteen minutes he joined Troy on the floor. After Troy took a minute to get out his clothes the two of them traded off sucking Dom and me. We caressed their heads and made out as we enjoyed the dueling cocksuckers work. I was sucking on Dom's tongue when my first orgasm of the day went down Troy's throat. He and Brock then kissed so that they could share my cum. 

I couldn't resist the opportunity to get my mouth on Dom's meat. He hadn't cum yet and I decided that I wanted to be the one to drain him. As soon as I got my lips around his tool I moved my hands to his ass and began coaxing him to fuck my mouth. It didn't take much coaxing for him to get the message. He cradled my head and began to gently slide his cock in and out of my mouth. After more than a month of sucking Brock's whopper I had no problem taking every bit of Dom's sweet chubby treat. Brock looked happy laying back and letting Troy work his magic. As I sat on my knees getting my mouth fucked, Troy did his best to deep throat Brock. 

After Dom sent a thick delicious treat down my throat we sat on the floor and watched Troy show off his talents on Brock's dick. It took considerable effort for Troy to deep throat Brock's whopper. Sweat dripped from Troy's forehead as he worked hard to coax an orgasm from the big man. Suddenly Troy gagged and Brock's cock popped out of his mouth. It was the first spurt of cum that had surprised Troy and caused the gagging. Brock grabbed his cock and jerked the rest of his huge load onto Troy's smiling face. Swallowing was one thing I definitely did better than my former mentor. 

As soon as his climax ended Brock grabbed Troy's still hard cock. The obvious assumption was that he planned to repay the blow job. But I knew from the look in my roommate's eyes that he had something else in mind. When Brock moved to his hands and knees and presented his ass to Troy, I tried to recall which bag had the lube. As it turned out neither of them was in the mood to be patient.

"Come on, man. I need your cock in my cunt now!" Brock demanded.

I suppose he figured that with Troy's dick being of average length and a bit slender he could take it with just some spit. Dom and I watched intently as Troy scraped some cum from his cheek and worked it into Brock's asshole.

"Oh fuck yes! Open me up," Brock wailed.

"I am going to ride your sweet boy cunt, you hot little bitch," Troy countered as he spit onto Brock's crack.

I had never heard Troy talk like that to anyone. Seeing him act that way toward a brother was surprising and exciting. I could tell from Brock's body language that it excited him too. I supposed that I might see and hear my brothers do a lot of things that they did not let me see when I was a pledge. It wasn't long before Troy was behind Brock furiously pounding the larger man's ass. Brock just kept urging Troy to fuck him harder. Troy just grunted and moaned. By the time he ejaculated inside Brock's body, Troy's flesh was covered in sweat and Brock had cum on the floor. As they lay side-by-side panting, Dom and I began to make out and fondle each other's rejuvenated cocks. 

Though I would have loved another taste of his sweet cum, for some reason we just stopped at some point with neither of us reaching climax. Since we didn't say I could only guess that somehow our subconscious had decided to try to say a little of our precious fluids for our dates that night. At some point Brock and Troy went off to shower. Dom and I just sat there in each other's arms talking while awaiting our turn. It was the kind of moment I didn't often have. As I tried to explain to Brock earlier that day, I had and still have a special connection with Dom. If I was gay and the type to live monogamously, I am sure that he would be the one for me. But neither of us fit that mold. The great thing is that we have never had to explain that to the other.  

After Dom and I showered the four of us got dressed and went for a walk. We had a few hours before we were scheduled to meet our dates. Walking aimlessly around European cities is pleasure not to be missed in life. I had taken several such walks in Brussels and my first one in Paris did not disappoint. Having my close friends along made it one of the most memorable walks of my life. I don't remember which sites we actually saw that day. What I really remember was the wonder of seeing Paris through the not yet jaded eyes of youth. I also remember the strong sense of camaraderie we had. I shared a bond with those guys that encompassed many layers. There was our membership in the brotherhood, there was friendship, there were shared desires and there was a shared outlook on life. Added to these things we shared a love for each other that few are lucky enough to find with even one other person. Finally, there was our sexual bond that was certainly not the least of what we shared. 

For a time we were lost in the city. We were four young man happily wandering strange streets without a care as to where we were or where we were heading. Somehow with the help of friendly Parisians who were patient with our limited French we managed to get to the designated meeting spot only five minutes late. When the girls weren't there we did not know which of three alternatives was to blame. Though unlikely since we weren't on time they may have assumed we stood them up and left. It was also possible that they simply stood us up. However, we chose to embrace a third possibility. We decided to wait in the event that they were lost or running late. Happily our faith was rewarded. The four girls that we had dates with showed up fifteen minutes later with two more very hot friends to boot.

"Je suis désolé, amis, svp nous pardonne. J'ai été attaché avec mon famille," One of the French girls said as she kissed me on the cheek.

I knew only that she was trying to apologize. I had no idea what had befallen the group or why there were two extra women with them.

"Désolé, je parle très peu français," I replied to let her know that I did not speak much French.

Thankfully one of the American exchange students took over the explanation.

"She was just saying that she was busy with her family and that is why we kept you guys waiting. Since you can't talk to her I hope you are a good French kisser because she doesn't speak much more than hello in English," The petite sexy American girl said while giggling.

"Well I have been told I am pretty handy with my tongue," I shot back capitalizing on the opening I was given. "But we seem to be out numbered."

"Oh yeah, I hope you guys don't mind. Suzy and her host, Simone did not have plans tonight so we asked them to come along."

The always suave Troy jumped in before I had a chance to think of a good line.

"How could we possibly mind having two more beautiful women join us? I think we must be the luckiest guys in all of Paris tonight. Il est merveilleux pour avoir la compagnie de telles dames sexy. Devons-nous manger, des madamoselles?"

Though I was surprised Troy remembered so much French from school, I was not surprised by the way he showed it off or his charm. It was obvious that the girls were hooked just that quick.

"Don't be fooled by him, ladies," Brock said as he offered his arm to one of the French women. "He just said every word of French he knows. So maybe one of our beautiful new French friends can tell us what the best place to eat around here is?"

The girl who was clinging to Brock's arm, Jolie suggested a bistro a couple of blocks away. We spent about three hours, eating, drinking wine and getting to know each other at the restaurant. The ladies seemed suitably impressed when Brock insisted that the bill was on us. Of course it was Adam's credit card that waiter happily charged the damage to, but the girls had no way of knowing that we had such a generous benefactor.

"Ah such, generous gentlemen," Simone said in what I thought sounded a sincere tone. "Now you must let us take you to our favorite club and treat you to a drink."

The other girls added their own insistence that they get to at least partially repay us. We didn't really need any encouragement to allow a group of hot chicks to take us to a club but it felt nice hearing them insist that they wanted to spend more time with us. It turned out the place was a dance club and bar that played mostly American music. We had a few drinks and took over the small dance floor for a bit. As our buzzes grew and our bodies rubbed together other activities than dancing came to mind. Happily it seemed that at least some of the girls were thinking the same way. We had been in the bar about two hours when one of the American girls, Dorothy Bellows, suggested we get some air and cool off. Once we were outside it was again Simone that began to talk about how much fun we guys were.




They Are A-OK Ch. 24



"I am so happy to have met such handsome and nice American men. I hope that our night is not at an end," She said.

Her thoughts were quickly echoed by the rest of the girls. Of course we told them that we hoped the evening would continue. When one the girls mentioned the summer heat, I took it as an opportunity to invite them to our apartment. I was pleasantly surprised when they quickly accepted our offer to continue the party in the comfort of the air conditioned apartment. Fortunately, Adam's bar was well stocked. It wasn't long before all ten of us were beyond buzzing. As we danced and laughed the girls became increasingly amorous. Looking back I suppose we should have realized that they had planned to be in exactly the situation we were in. 

No sooner would one girl's lips leave mine then I would find another girl's tongue in my mouth. Clothes began to come off and hands began to wander. I don't even know which of the girls was the first to suck my cock that night. I do remember that the one who spoke no English had no trouble communicating her sexual needs. I assumed the words she moaned as I lustfully licked her juicy cunt were lewd. Somehow in French even the dirtiest of phrases sounds romantic and beautiful. 

Her favorite phrase seemed to be, "Baisez ma chatte plus dur, vous hybride."

She shouted it over and over as all of the guys took turns riding her doggy style. All of the girls American and French were hot and wild that night. In the end my friends and I were totally spent. The next morning I awoke on the sofa not remembering when or with whom I fell asleep. After taking a leak I wandered around the apartment. To my surprise I only found my three buddies. The girls had slipped out sometime after sending us into a blissful sleep. Though we would have liked to have repeated the date, we had no way to contact the girls and they did not contact us. Almost ten years later I ran into one of the Americans at a business meeting. I didn't recognize her at first but she remembered me. She found a private moment to remind me of our previous meeting and we spent the night reliving our first date and fucking.

The four musketeers as we so brazenly called ourselves the rest of the trip spent three days sightseeing and three nights fucking each other. I have been to Paris many times since, but there will never be another time like that for me. I can't imagine a better way to have said goodbye to my time of almost daily contact with those guys. When it came time for Brock and I to return to Brussels and work the goodbyes were difficult. Had I had Adam's wealth at the time I might have simply chosen to live in Paris with those three. But my destiny was not yet fulfilled. I did not have the means to do as I pleased at that point. In the long run it likely could not have lasted anyway. 

The rest of the summer flew by. Brock and I traveled a lot, worked hard, and played even harder. It seemed that both of us were insatiable. Every night was filled with long sexual romps. Some nights we had guests. One who came over many times was a fellow AOK, Bjorn Niberstrum. He was a student about ten years before us and somewhere in his mid thirties. The tall blond Norwegian had come to work for Adam's company a few years after he graduated and was ensconced at the Brussels offices. He was happily single and since he never talked about women at all I assumed he was gay. He clearly had no interest in settling down whatever his sexual orientation. That was lucky for Brock and I as he was as incredible in bed as he was sexy and handsome. 

Bjorn's long thick cock was uncut, like most European men I had seen naked and he kept his pubic hair completely shaved. He had a much smaller and looser piece of foreskin than I was used to seeing. When erect he looked almost like he was circumcised. His foreskin completely disappeared and his fat, well defined cock head fully emerged. The blue eyed hunk was what I would describe as an aggressive bottom. I have fond memories of being pinned down by the strong pale Norse god as he sucked my cock dry. 

Some of the best of those times included Brock being behind him riding his ass hard. 

After Paris, when traveling, Brock and I made a game of picking up women and taking them to our hotel for one night stands. Sometimes the women were business associates. More often then not though they were American tourists. It is funny how easy it is to seduce young women traveling in Europe. I doubted most of the ones we shared would have even gone to bed with one guy they just met back home. We had little problem convincing them to fuck both of us. Some even had their first taste of bisexual play. That play included witnessing two men for the first time as well as licking another girl's pussy while we watched. 

As the end of the summer approached I began to feel very anxious. I was so enjoying the summer that I had forgotten almost entirely about school and the remaining two years of study I faced. Were it not for most of my friends graduating I think I would have been excited to get back to campus. But as it was I knew that I would be facing a great deal of change. I wasn't sure I was ready to go back to being a student after the amazing summer I had shared with Brock. Worse, I wasn't sure I was ready to make new connections to replace departed lovers. Even in the case of Brock I sensed that things would be different. He would be there in town and doing graduate work. But he would no longer be a part of my daily life. 

Then there was Adam. Except for that one short visit before the Paris trip we had not seen him at all. He called a couple of times to tell me he had heard good things about me. He seemed excited to talk to me and happy that I was doing well. But I couldn't understand why he had not made time to come see me. His claims of a special relationship and his sexual desire felt hollow when I saw that he did not make time to at least come for an occasional fuck. In my mind, Adam could do anything and be anywhere he chose. Therefore, my assumption was that he chose not to be with me. I worried that our relationship was waning. While a purely business relationship with Adam would be beneficial to me, it was not what I wanted.  

My fears were wiped out when I got a call from Adam in early August. He wanted me to cut short my time in Brussels and come to the island. Though Brock was invited too, he was to stay a few extra days in Europe to finish up some things before joining us. Adam made it clear that he wanted to be alone with me. He also told me that he regretted being too busy to visit me in Europe more often. I was elated to learn that he would be taking a vacation just to be with me. 

My last night in Europe was amazing. My day started with a trip to the office to say goodbye and thank you to the people who had been so good to me. That afternoon they had a surprise going away party. I am pretty sure as I ate the exquisite Belgium pastries they served I noticed a tear in Bjorn's eye. He confessed privately that he would very much miss sucking my cock. Before that I had never thought it meant that much to him one way or the other. That night Brock took me to what he called one of the best restaurants in the world.

I wasn't so sure about his ability to discern fine eateries when I saw De la Vigne à l'Assiette. Located on Rue de la Longue Haie, in the Ixelles area of Brussels; the place looked more like a neighborhood dive than a world class restaurant. However the food proved to be more than deserving of the praise Brock heaped upon the small bistro. The chef seemed genuinely happy to meet a friend of Monsieur Donaldson. I was happy Adam was paying for the meal when I saw the prices. After dinner I took my last European walk of the summer. Brock and I walked for about an hour before he suggested we head back to the apartment. Though I didn't really want my last night to come to an end his indication that he wanted to have time for sex was sufficient enticement. 

The Brussels Metro quickly transported us across town leaving only a few short blocks left to walk. We stopped in a park about a block from our house. I couldn't resist one last look around at the by then familiar neighborhood. Brock followed me as I passed under a rose trellis and into an area secluded from the street by ornamental hedges. I sat on a bench that I had visited often to reflect on my experiences. When Brock sat beside me the atmosphere was suddenly filled with an electric charge. Even if we had not been alone in that beautiful garden I think the embrace and deep kiss we shared might still have happened. 

"Damn," Brock sighed as our lips separated.

"I know, leaving will be hard for me too," I said assuming he was lamenting the end of our summer of love.

"Oh, shit, yes I will miss you, but there is something else."

"What?"

"Well it is a surprise. We won't be alone tonight which I now regret some."

"What are you talking about?"

"Bjorn is at our apartment with a couple of very hot chicks. We planned a little surprise going away group fuck for you."

"Wow, I thought he was gay. He is, well mostly. The ladies are bi and don't object to guys fucking each other. He thought it would be a fun party. But now I am thinking I should have planned to be alone with you for our last night."

"Hey, we will have plenty more nights together. Fuck I am going to see you in less than a week."

"Actually, it will be a bit longer than that. I can't make to the island. I need to go home as soon as I finish up here."

"Well then we will be together again in two weeks back at school. It isn't really that long."

"I know, but I guess this night was feeling kind of romantic you know?"

"Yeah for me too, but I guess we will have to make the best of this little orgy you arranged."

He laughed and we kissed again before heading to the apartment. When we entered the living room Bjorn popped out from behind a chair wearing nothing but a ribbon tied around his cock. 

"Surprise, mon ami! J'espère que vous aimez mon cadeau," He called out in his best put on French accent. 

I was too busy laughing at the sight of the bright red ribbon and his dick bobbing around to translate his words anyway. 

"Is that for me?" I squealed with a faked hint of surprise in my voice.

"For your last night in my adopted town, whatever your pleasure is will be my pleasure to provide," Bjorn said reverting to his Norwegian accent. "But before you make your choice, we have another little surprise for you. Come see."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the bedroom. Since Brock had confessed the secret surprise, I knew that the rest of the surprise was Bjorn two female friends. But I went along to please our friend and acted as if it was the most stunning thing in the world to find the two women in my bedroom. At least in part my reaction was not faked. They were gorgeous and seemed to be on display lying on the large bed totally naked. The girls though similar in age and both beautiful were a total contrast in looks. One was petite and appeared to be of mixed Asian and European heritage. He long jet black hair lay down over her olive hued shoulders and framed her small pert tits. Her pussy was completely devoid of hair. The other women was at least six foot tall, with hair so blond it was almost white. The naturalness of the color was confirmed by the neatly cropped thick bush of blond hair above her cunt. He eyes were a sparkling blue while the other girl's eyes were such a dark brown one might think they were actually black. The tall woman's long silky looking legs were a creamy white color while the shorter woman's legs were darker and delicious looking.

"These are my friends, Elsa and Nikita," Bjorn informed me with a wide grin on his face. "Ladies these gentlemen are Brock and John"

"Nice to meet you," The tall blond, Elsa said with no hint of an accent to suggest a homeland.

Nikita added her own greeting with an obvious French accent. I later learned that she was of very mixed heritage. Her mother was a French citizen whose father was the son of a French soldier and a Vietnamese farm girl. Her father's mother was Russian and had escaped the Soviet Union and married a Swedish girl. The combination of the four ethnic groups produced one of the most stunningly beautiful women I have ever met. 

"Gentlemen, it hardly seems fair that we should lie here with our bodies exposed to your hungry gaze when we do get to see the incredible cocks that Bjorn talks so excitedly about," Nikita said after Brock and I told them how nice it was to meet then also. 

Though it felt a little odd to learn that Bjorn had been discussing our cocks with a pair of gorgeous ladies neither Brock of I hesitated to comply with the request to get naked. We quickly stripped off our clothes and stood there ready for the ladies to inspect our apparently fabled cocks. Both of the girls went wide-eyed upon seeing us naked. I assumed that most of that reaction was due to seeing Brocks monster cock. But still I enjoyed the way the beautiful duo ogled my body.

"Wow!" They said in near unison s they slipped off the bed and approached us. 

As it happened I drew Nikita, who began to fondle me as Elsa toyed with my friend's huge tool. We were both instantly fully erect. Elsa giggled gleefully as a child that discovered a fabulous new toy might while Nikita deftly teased my cock and balls with her small delicate fingers. Bjorn moved behind us and began to rub our backs as he pressed his body against us. Seeing a man touching another man sexually seemed to add to the girl's excitement. I reached for Nikita's pert tits and bent down to kiss her as she stroked my throbbing cock. Next to me Brock had his hand between Elsa's legs with his palm pressed against her bush and his finger inside her cunt. As my tongue played around the inside of Nikita's lips I felt Bjorn's hard cock sliding against my backside. He was dry humping my ass cheek as he teased Brock's anal rim with his fingertip. I was taken by surprise when Nikita pulled her mouth away from me and moved her sensual lips to my ear.

In a surprisingly husky voice tone she whispered, "You may have me anyway you like if first I can see you suck on your friend's big cock."

I couldn't help but smile at her offer. I had nearly as much desire to suck Brock's cock as I had to fuck the sexy petite stranger in my arms. 

"I will honor your request and take my prize, but first I must know why you want to see his cock in my mouth," I said aloud bringing everyone's attention to me.

"Because I know only the most confidant and masculine lover would let a woman see him suck another man's cock."

I turned toward Brock and slid my arm around his body. With only a little encouragement he turned to me and accepted my kiss. As we kissed passionately I could hear both of the girl's appreciative sounding purring noises. Our kiss deepened and became sloppy. I felt hands roaming over my body. Fingers teased my nipples, cock, balls and buttocks. I opened my eyes to confirm that Brock was being similarly fondled. As the hands roamed over my flesh I felt both male and female bodies touch me. I could distinguish both sets of tits as well as Bjorn's cock. I even knew which female's cunt was pressed into me by the presence or lack of hair. After some time Elsa turned Nikita's request into a demand.

"Suck his horse cock for us stud," She moaned seductively.

I reluctantly broke the passion filled kiss and began to move my mouth down his body. I made sure that the ladies could see me lavish affection upon his chest. I kissed and licked his nipples as I began to slowly move to a kneeling position. I gripped his hips to steady my balance as I kissed my way down his torso. I could feel the bodies of my audience close to me as well as their eyes staring at me. One of the women was panting audibly as I took up a position on my knees at Brock's feet. Elsa gasped when I kissed my way down the underside of Brock's fully erect cock and then took his right nut into my mouth. I suckled his balls initially like they were made of the finest Belgium chocolate.

"John, you are so sexy," Nikita moaned as she pressed her hairless cunt into my shoulder. 

I could feel her juices oozing onto my skin as I moved my lips back to Brock's throbbing cock. 

"Oh yes, take his fat meat into your mouth!" Elsa growled in a demanding manner.

I swirled my tongue around his fat cock head and them swallowed the top of his dripping cock. Both women pressed their pussies against my arms as I took his cock deeper. Bjorn was behind Brock, sliding his cock up and down Brock's ass crease. His humping pushed Brock forward. Almost without warning my throat was filled with his familiar fat cock head. I fought to relax and take him deeper. 

"Oh my god John, how is it possible to suck such a cock so deeply!" Elsa exclaimed. 

I let his cock slip from my mouth for a moment to answer, "How can one resist swallowing such a delicious cock as this?"

I returned to sucking Brock and managed to take him ball deep. I held him there for only a second while nuzzle his pubic bush with my nose.

"Oh god!" Nikita cried out as she came and flooded my shoulder with creamy female cum.

She was a heavy squirter and Elsa turned out to be hungry as well as horny. As I continued greedily slurping on Brock's fat cock she dropped to her knees beside me. First she licked my shoulder and then buried her face in Nikita's sex. She was matching me lustful slurp for slurp. Nikita and Brock were serenading us with a duet of erotic moans and heavy panting. Wanting to hold off Brock's first orgasm I released his cock and gently nudge him to the side to get to Bjorn's unattended cock. I teased his pink swollen cock head with my tongue to the delight of both Brock and the ladies. Elsa even stopped licking Nikita's quivering cunt to offer me praise for my technique. She also took a quick taste of our Norwegian friend's cock and my lips. 

Having already relaxed my throat I easily took Bjorn's long cock all the way when she returned to eating Nikita's dripping pussy. He was so excited from the group action that his cock was soon spurting a large load of thick cum in my mouth. I held onto his dick and avoided swallowing as best I could. I thought that the ladies might enjoy seeing me with a mouthful of cum. My assumption was on target. When Bjorn's cock slipped from my mouth and I showed off my cum coated tongue, Nikita cried out and sprayed Elsa's face. Her second orgasm was so strong that she staggered and dropped to floor. Elsa and I embraced and started sloppily sharing Bjorn's and Nikita's cum while kissing deeply. 

By that point both of us were too needy to think of anything but our own desires. We moved to a prone position and began to pleasure each other orally. I lay atop her feeding her my hard aching cock as I ate her sweet pussy. I spread her cunt lips wide open and finger fucked her hot dripping pussy as my lips and tongue madly assaulted her clit and my chin nuzzled into her soft blond bush. After a few minutes I realized that Nikita was on her hands and knees beside us trying to suck Bjorn's cock back to life while Brock fucked her hard from behind. Remembering her promises of having her anyway I wanted I willed myself not to cum in Elsa's mouth. I was determined to shoot my first load into the bald pussy of the hot petite slut and make her keep her promise. Fortunately, as Elsa got closer to her peak she stopped paying attention to my cock. 

Brock and Elsa had a kind of simultaneous orgasm. She came on my face and he came inside Nikita's hot tight cunt. By that point it was definitely my turn. I suggested that Brock eat my cum from Elsa's still convulsing cunt while Nikita made good on her offer. That suggestion seemed to please everyone. Even Bjorn who seemed somewhat relieved to get soft feminine lips off his dick was happy. When Brock got on his hands and knees and began lapping at Elsa's leaking cunt, Bjorn quickly moved behind the big bear and began to excitedly give him a through rim job. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 25



The next morning was so rushed due to over sleeping Brock and I barely had time for a good bye kiss before the limo arrived to take me to the airport. Since Brock had meetings that morning we parted at the apartment. Being alone in the limo gave me too much time to watch the buildings of my summer home disappear as we made our way out of town to the suburban airport. I felt like the last days of my youth were whizzing by outside the expensive car. When we arrived at the airport I discovered that traveling from Belgium to private Caribbean islands was complicated. 

The first leg was a hop to London aboard British Airways. Next I was taken from Heathrow to Gatwick by limo to catch an Iberian Air flight to Madrid. After four hours of enjoying a private lounge in the very modern Barajas International Airport, I boarded an Aeromexico flight to Cancun.  Though I had first class seats on all the flights, I somehow knew that Adam never had to deal with so many take-offs and landings. My original itinerary listed the final leg as being aboard Adam's yacht. However, the man holding a sign with my name on it informed me that plans had changed. There was a private plane waiting to take me from Cancun to Nassau. In Nassau one of Adam's helicopters would be waiting to take me to the island.

I was disappointed not to be traveling across the Gulf of Mexico on the yacht. I had hoped to have the time to rest up from both the long journey and my last night in Brussels. I also had hoped to possibly reconnect with Hector or even finally have the canceled liaison with the yacht's captain. The advantage to the plane and helicopter transport was arriving at least 24 hours earlier than planned. I was happy to have an extra day with Adam.

As I stood on the helipad on Adam's island looking around I noticed two young workers repairing a retaining wall. Their torsos were bare of clothing and I could see the sweat glistening on their backs. The pilot instructed another young man who was nearby to take my luggage to the main house.

"If there is nothing else, Sir, I need to tend to the bird," The older pilot said with a knowing smile as he looked in the direction of the maintenance workers.  

"No think you, I am fine. I can find my way to the house."

I continued watching the two workers as I moved toward the stairway that would take me off the helipad. As I got closer I realized one of them was Alicia's older brother Gregory. Unlike in the dream I had about him, his skin was tanned all over – or at least the part I could see. I couldn't seem to stop ogling him. He was handsomer than I remembered in my conscious thoughts and every bit as sexy as he was in my dreams. I understood why I had conjured him up as a fantasy lover. But I was all but certain that he was totally straight, and even if he wasn't his resentment over my fucking his sister was clear. 

"Hello, John welcome back," Shelia said startling me so much that I nearly fell over backwards.

She laughed and reached out to help me regain my balance.

"He is fucking gorgeous, isn't he?" She said.

I managed a half nod and then added, "They are not bad."

I didn't want to seem overly interested in either of the young island men, even though Gregory was so much hotter than his partner that anyone would know who she meant. 

"You know Adam won't be back until tomorrow evening. If you are interested in some entertainment, I could have tall, dark and handsome stop by after he finishes here," She suggested coyly.

I immediately remembered how much she liked playing games and her way with sexual innuendos. I wasn't in the mood to play and had no intention of having her order Alicia's brother to come by the house for a date. Added to that, I felt an immediate rush of disappointment that I would not see Adam for another day and a half.

"Shelia, I met Gregory on my last visit. I am pretty sure he is straight and wouldn't have much interest in stopping by the house to suck my cock. Besides, I think I can find my own playmates," I said with a hint of anger in my voice.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend. As far as Gregory's sexual preferences, I suppose you might be right. He has just asked permission to marry one of the maids and I have never heard any stories of his escapades. Then again, the inhabitants of the island have a tradition of sexual experimentation, which they seem to keep to themselves. Whatever the case, he is loyal – which means he would accommodate the needs of Adam's guests.

The idea that an otherwise straight young man would have sex with me out of loyalty to Adam was startling to me even after all I had seen. Shelia's cavalier attitude about summoning him to prostitute himself was disturbing and made her less attractive to me. It was not an attitude that I could imagine came from Adam. However, the comment about the islander's tradition of sexual experimentation was intriguing. I couldn't help but imagine what Gregory would look like with his bottom half as naked as his torso and what he might be like in bed.

"Shelia, your suggestion makes me curious as to why you are offering others for my entertainment. I am certain that you, too, are loyal to Adam. Did you not enjoy the last time we fucked?" I asked in a stern tone.

My bluntness was due to my newly acquired dislike for Shelia. Even though I knew a confrontation with her could cost me in Adam's eyes, I did not care. I was already determined to mention her distasteful attitude toward the islanders. If I was wrong about Adam's sentiments then I felt I would not lose much.  If he thought like she did about people then I would no longer want a personal relationship with him. If, in turn, he ended our business relationship, I was certain that there would be other opportunities for me.

"John, I am so sorry. I did not know you would be here tonight. I have a guest on the island and I am afraid he does not share his playthings nicely. Had I known, I would have sent my fiancé packing early. I would have loved to have you fuck me again," she said in what sounded to be a sincere tone.

"You're getting married?" I blurted out, too shocked to remain composed. 

"Yes, it came up rather suddenly. Alexander and I have dated off and on for a few years. He is a business associate of Adam's. He is not AOK, by the way, and I am pretty sure he has never entertained the idea of going to bed with another man. Anyway, right after you left the island I saw him at a conference in Miami. As often happens when we run into each other, we ended up in bed. On that occasion we stayed there for three days. A month after that he proposed to me."

"Wow! Congratulations, I think."

"Thank you – why the hesitation?"

"You don't strike me as a one-man woman."

"I'm not and he isn't exactly a one-woman man either. We talked it over and have decided on what the masses call an open marriage. The rule is discretion and not in front of each other or when we are in the same city."

"I hope it works out for you."

"I think it will, and I hope to find myself with you when he is elsewhere on occasion."

I didn't comment as I had nothing nice to say in reply. I was, however, very curious to meet the man that wanted to marry Adam's beautiful assistant and didn't mind her fucking other men. I wondered if he had any idea about Shelia's sexual history and kinky nature. Before we left the area I caught Alicia's brother's eye.

I waved as I yelled over to him, "Hello, Gregory, good to see you again."

He jumped up and pulled off his work gloves as he approached.

"It is good to see you again, sir," he said offering his hand.

I shook his hand as I silently admired his well defined chest and rippled abs.

"Please, Gregory, call me John."

"Yes, si... er, John. My friends call me Greg."

I did not know what to make of his friendliness.

"My sister will be pleased that you have returned to the island. She really enjoyed your last visit."

"I enjoyed meeting her and your family, Greg, but I am puzzled."

"Why is that?"

"Well, I did not think you were pleased that I had spent time with Alicia when I met you. But you seem to be genuinely happy now for me to see her again."

"I am, John. Perhaps we could talk privately about it some time?"

"Of course, when you are done with your work and cleaned up come by the house. I am free all afternoon and evening it seems."

He told me that he would be at the house at six. Shelia and I left him to do his work.

"Well, I guess you can make your own dates, stud," she said as we moved through the tropical foliage.

"I don't think date is exactly what he has in mind. He wants to talk to me about his sister."

"Well we all know about you and Alicia. You can believe what you like, but I saw the look in his eye. It wasn't the look of a man that wants to discuss whoring his sister to the handsome visitor."

"Fuck, she isn't a whore and Gregory would no more whore her out than he would slice his dick off!" I barked at her. 

"She isn't yet a whore, but she wants to be one and I am sure she is going to be damned popular. Her mother was once queen of the guest rooms. But it is the old whore's bastard that wants to take a wild walk tonight, I believe."

"Since I do not have any authority over you, I can not demand it, but I ask that you do not speak so vilely about these people in my presence again!"

"For fuck sake, John, you have to learn to embrace your station if you are going to be the success Adam believes you will be."

"If success means that I must embrace the attitude of a stone cold bitch, then I shall be a failure. Shelia, I think it is best that we avoid each other on this visit and in future; which is a shame because I had hoped to meet the man that you ensnared in your web."

"John, please, I am sorry if I was out of line. I am only trying to help you. Adam sees greatness in you and wants all of us to help you achieve great things."

"If the things you said today reflect what is truly in your heart, then I do not want your help; at least not in matters related to the treatment of people. Hopefully, someday, I will again find something likeable in you as I did on our first meeting."

She walked away looking sad and perhaps a little worried. I wondered if she thought I had the power to hurt her position with Adam. I didn't think it really mattered anyway. She was getting married and I was sure her husband would soon want her to leave Adam's employ anyway. When I entered the house I was greeted by the always stoic Steven, Adam's valet.  

"Good afternoon, Sir. Welcome back to the island."

"Thank you, Steven, it is good to be back."

"Perhaps, you would care for a shower and a change of clothes?"

"Yes, thank you. But if you won't be offended I prefer to dress myself."

"As you wish, Sir. You are in the same room as last time. Do you need anything?" 

"I will call you in the unlikely event that every possible thing I could want or need is not already in my room. Thank you, Steven."

"You are welcome. What time would you like dinner?"

"I have a guest coming at six. Perhaps something could be served in the garden around seven for us?"

"Yes, sir."

I was pleasantly surprised that Steven allowed me to show myself to the bedroom. I had expected to be led upstairs where I would have to suffer through being attended to while undressing and showering. I recalled the annoyance I sensed from the valet on my previous visit when I did not let him help me dress. I was glad he had come to accept my preference so quickly. Once in the room I stripped off my traveling clothes. The one concession I made to having a valet handy was to leave the dirty laundry in a heap on the bedroom floor. I had no doubt that the clothes would vanish before I finished my shower. As I walked through the dressing area to the shower I passed a large, tri-fold mirror that resembled those found in clothing stores. 

I was oddly fascinated by the triple reflection of my nude body. I remembered as a kid playing with those mirrors, setting the sides so that there was a seemingly infinite long line of clones standing on each side of me. The little childhood game took on a whole new meaning standing there naked as a fully mature young man. I adjusted the mirrors and looked to each side at the row of naked men. What had been a silly game when I was five turned into a strange erotic moment at nearly twenty-one. I moved my hand to my chest and watched fascinated as an army of look-a-likes tweaked their small nipples. I turned the other way as I moved my hand to my crotch and watched as the other line of naked men began to pull on their penises. 

I turned slightly which caused the line of clones to turn slightly toward me. Their cocks grew as my fingers tickled my ball sack. Even though I knew I was looking at my reflection, if I cast my eyes downward it was easy to imagine that what I was seeing was a line of identical looking young men waiting to do my biding. All it took was a gesture to get them to act. That idea brought a fantasy to blossom in my mind. I closed my eyes and saw a real army of men naked and ready to do as I commanded. I closed my fingers around my throbbing cock but did not stroke the rigid shaft. I just held it; I did not need physical stimulation.  The fantasy of holding absolute power over an endless array of men was stimulation enough. I felt the full aphrodisiacal effect of such raw power. That was the moment that I knew I wanted to be just like Adam. 

I had seen enough examples of my mentor's power over others to know what was possible. I also knew that I held some power over him already. Even though that power was simply born of sexual need on his part, combined with a mysterious chemistry we shared, to me at that moment it was evidence that I could have all he had and more. I opened my eyes and let go of my dick. I did not want to cum through masturbation. If Gregory was coming to offer himself as he had in my dream then I wanted to be fully loaded for him. If not, I was sure I could find his sister and bring her to my bed for the night. 

As I looked to my right and left I saw two different endless lines of men. At the angle I was standing one line displayed their hard, enticing, perfectly matching cocks. The other line showed me their delicious looking, rounded buttocks. It was one of the few moments of total narcissism I have experienced. I even imagined making love to myself for a moment before forcing the odd, impossible imagine from my mind. The elation I felt and the absurdity of my fantasy caused me to laugh aloud as I stepped away from the mirror. My cock remained hard as I adjusted the water while stealing peeks at my body in a mirror that hung over the sink. I stepped into the shower and the water began to fall down over me like a warm tropical rain. 

Of course no rain was ever that warm or that deliciously stimulating. My flesh began to tingle as the jets of water bounced off my upper body and cascaded down my legs. I took the brand new expensive bar of soap and worked up a lather over my chest and down my abdomen. As I washed my cock and balls I closed my eyes and pictured Gregory. I knew it was foolish to obsess over someone I likely could never have, at least not willingly on his part. But I was beyond curious at that point. While I would have been happy to end up with Alicia that night, after the mirror play I wanted cock.  The only other option I could imagine for finding a male sex partner that evening would be to ask for Shelia's help. After the exchange I had had with her at the helipad, I knew I would never ask for her help with obtaining a sex partner. I managed to force all thoughts of sexual encounters out of my head and quickly finished my shower.

After drying off, I dropped the towel on the floor and returned to the bedroom. As I had suspected would be the case, my dirty clothes were gone. I smiled at the thought of Steven sneaking in to gather my smelly underwear and other clothes while I was likely admiring hundreds of images of my cock in the next room. He had also laid out a couple of outfit choices. I chose the more casual of the two as I did not imagine Gregory was used to formal dining. 

Once dressed I decided to take a walk since I still had over an hour before my guest was due to arrive. It was odd how quickly I fell into the mode of lord of the manor. With Adam not there it was easy to feel that it was my house and Gregory was my guest even when neither was true. The island and everything on it clearly belonged to Adam. Gregory was in a very real sense one of Adam's possessions. He was not a guest he was a servant and his purpose in visiting was likely not social. I should have been more concerned. For all I knew he might be planning to take revenge on me for despoiling his little sister.  But my curiosity seemed to have wiped away any caution. I was feeling completely carefree as I walked along the garden paths enjoying the tropical weather.  

I was totally nonplused when I walked around a blind corner and encountered a couple on a bench that was making out and in the early stages of undressing one another.  Unfortunately before I could retreat my presence was noticed by Shelia's future husband. He was clearly trying to put his cock away as he did his best to greet me casually. Shelia turned toward me looking as embarrassed as a teenager caught necking by her dad.

"Um, John, oh, hello. Did you need something?" She managed to stammer.

"No, sorry to disturb you, I was just taking a spur of the moment walk in the garden." I said, not really all that sorry.

"You didn't disturb anything," she lied. "Alex, this is an associate of Adam's, John Campanelli. John this is my fiancée, Alexander Durant."

When he stood to shake my hand, I saw the same confidant manner I always saw in Adam. But Alex was not nearly as imposing a presence as my mentor. However, he was at least ten years younger than Adam and almost as handsome and sexy. In addition, his smile was disarming and endearing.

"Nice to meet you, Alex," I said as sincerely as possible as I took his hand.

"Very nice to meet you, John. Adam talked glowingly about you the last time I saw him," he said warmly with a smile and a little wink.

I immediately got the idea that Shelia might be wrong about Alex and men. It was not a hypothesis I was anxious to test, however.  I thought bedding Shelia's supposedly straight boyfriend seemed a hostile act.  

"Anyway, I should go. I am sorry to have interrupted," I said in a way that must have sounded impish. 

"Don't be silly, we weren't doing anything we couldn't in public," Shelia insisted.

"Darling, I am sure the young man knows what lovers look like. No sense in denying the obvious. But, John, you have nothing to apologize for, the occasional interruption just adds spice to life. An occasional dash of spice is good a thing," Alex said in a tone that made me sure he was trying to suggest something.

Whatever it was, I was not taking the bait. While he was hot enough that I would have happily had sex with him under different circumstances, I could not move past Shelia's attitudes to consider a threesome. Since she was right there next to us it seemed unlikely he could be going in any other direction.

"Well, I am meeting someone at the house shortly anyway, so I will leave you two to whatever," I said with a smile and turned away before he could add any more innuendo. 

"Hopefully, we will have a chance to talk and get to know each other better before I leave the island," Alex said to my back. 

I acknowledge the comment and told him that I would like that without turning back around. If he wanted to talk and get to know me better, there was no way I could deny him. He did business with Adam so I was certain that, at least in some measure, knowing him would be important to my future. If his desire to know me better was more sexual than businesslike, as I suspected, I would deal with that as seemed prudent when it happened. As I neared the house I spied Gregory walking along a back path that led toward the servant's entrance.




They Are A-OK Ch. 25



When I caught up to him I noticed that he was both freshly showered and shaved. He was also better dressed than I had expected. I thought perhaps that he was wearing clothing that was provided as a kind of uniform in the event he was pressed into duty as waiter for one of Adam's parties. 

"Hello, Greg. Why are you back here? You are a guest tonight; you should be at the front door," I said, hoping to set the obviously nervous young man at ease. 

"Oh, no, I do not think that is a good idea, Sir. It is not permitted."

"Well, I wouldn't want you to get in trouble. However, I insist you drop the sir and call me John.

"OK, John," he replied hesitantly

"OK, Greg, come on. I have asked that dinner be served later on the side terrace. We can talk there while we wait."

He followed me up through the garden to the patio adjoining the greenhouse. We found that the table was already set for dinner even though it was still almost and hour before the appointed time to serve.

"Oh, John, I am sorry. I see you're entertaining a guest tonight. I will be quick and get out of your way," he said, looking embarrassed.

"Greg, you are my dinner guest tonight."

"Oh, thank you. I did not expect hospitality, only a small bit of your time."

We sat and began to talk. As we talked of the island and his life I realized he was very intelligent and clearly better educated than I would have thought possible for a lifelong resident. When I asked about his education he explained that Adam insisted that all the island children go to school. The island had a small school house and Adam hired teachers from the States to provide an education through the high school level. When I asked about college, he explained that he had chosen not to go. He had the opportunity to visit a couple of colleges and decided that he did not want to be away from the island for so long. He thought his life was good and knew he would always have a job and be able to support a family. I felt a bit envious of his ability to be so comfortable with his simple life. The way he talked about the island I again saw it as a paradise. After the first course arrived, I decided that it was time to move the conversation to what he wanted to talk about when we arranged the meeting.

"So, Greg, I am enjoying learning about your island, but I do not think you wanted to see me to have a general discussion about island life."

"No, John, I came here mostly to apologize for the way I reacted to your being with my sister."

"No need, it is understandable that a brother wants to protect his sister."

"Not here, it is not our way, and I think I was wrong about you. I thought you were just one of the boss's guests who come here and use things and people without regard for any other than themselves. But Alicia told me that it was her that wanted to fuck, not you."

I was shocked at the way he expressed my being with his sister. 

"Do all of the island's people speak so plainly of such things?" I asked, sincerely wanting to understand his motivation.

"I don't understand – do you not speak of fucking in the States?"

"Not so casually. Had I been with the sister of a man back home, he would use some euphemism, like making love. Fuck is seen as derisive the way you used the word."

"I am not sure I understand all of your meaning. I was a good student but we did not discuss fucking or what you called making love in school."

I laughed at the idea that they might have taught that subject in school. 

"So, if you were talking to your mother about sex would you or she would call it fucking?" I asked, anxious to understand his culture.

"A man doesn't generally speak to his mother about such matters. When my father explained such things that is the word that was used.  So yes, if the subject came up between my mother and me, we would both likely call it fucking. John, we are a very open people about sex. We have, at least in youth, multiple partners and see no sin in that. My parents knew what you and Alicia did in our house that day and think it is a good thing. Now that I know it was what she wanted and her doing, I think it is a good thing also. I would be very happy if she was with you again."

"Greg, I am not sure I completely understand, but I am sure I am flattered that you feel that I am a suitable lover for your sister. I also like the idea that you and I might be friends. I think that you are trying to tell me something that I am not getting. I know that you have been raised to see me as something different than you, maybe even above your station. I want you to know that I come from a background not so different from yours in substance. My family is poor. I was lucky enough to be able to go to college and then to meet people like Adam. But I am nothing like the guests that you say come here and use without regard to others."

"I know you are not like them, but still it is hard for me to speak plainly to someone in your position. The truth is that I do not like the idea of my sister becoming a whore for the boss's guests. I know it is wrong for me to feel this way, but I feel sick when I think of her being used that way. You are the only lover she has taken of her own choosing so far, I think. If she becomes a whore in this house it will be many years before she will be able to choose another or a husband. My culture teaches me that what she plans to do is no different than the choice I made. I wanted to stay on the island and followed my father's profession. She will be following her mother."

"You know?" I gasped in honest surprise.

"Of course, such things are not kept secret among my people. I also know that the seed that planted me in her womb did not come from my father's cock. The only time she ever spoke to me of sexual matters was when she explained these things to me. She and my father were in love and engaged. She was to have quit whoring three months before the planned wedding. But a guest impregnated her and the wedding was rushed so that I would have two legal parents."

I was unable to speak. I simply did not know what to say. The pause was further extended because the waiter had returned to bring the main course. When we were once again alone Greg continued his story.

"John, you should not feel bad for me. I was raised by a wonderful man with more love than most fathers have to give. I am his son because he wants me to be and he is truly my father."

"Greg, is this why you have such anger toward Adam's guests?"

"I do not have universal anger toward those that visit here. Many are wonderful people who respect the island and my people. It is just those that use. My mother tells me that the man that made me was a good man and I harbor no ill toward him. She offered to go to the boss and ask him to tell the man about me if I wanted. But I know who my father is and he is not the man that put his sperm in my mother's womb. Neither the boss nor this man know that my father did not sow the seed that made me, and I ask you to keep this secret."

"Greg, you ask more than you can know. Though I can't explain fully, you must accept that I can not lie to Adam because of an important cultural restriction. So while I will not initiate the subject, if he were to ask me directly I would have to answer truthfully. But I see no reason why he would ever ask. Of course, I also think it is likely that he already knows."

"That is possible, I suppose. But in any case, I will trust that the secret is safe. The other thing I wish to ask is an even greater imposition, I fear. I want you to help me convince Alicia to take a lesser job as a maid or even work in the gardens." 

"I can certainly try, though I do not know why she would care what I think. In truth, Greg, I have thought of her a lot while I was back home and I do not like the idea of her being a whore either."

"She likes you and respects you. Perhaps if she thinks you will not fuck her again if she becomes a whore she will relent."

"I don't know about that, but I do not think I should lie to convince her. Isn't there a bigger problem? She told me that she was already being trained. Isn't she already committed to taking the job?"

"The boss is a good man. He would not force one to whore themselves against their will."

"Then you do not feel the same toward the boss as you do some of his guests?"

"Of course not, he is a very good person and is very good to my people."

"Is this the truth? You and I must have a pact of truthfulness between us."

"It is the truth. You will find that my people do not lie. If you asked any of us about the boss, you will hear only good things."

"How about those in his employee from outside, are they all good people?"

"Mostly, but there are a couple who are like those that use without concern."

"What about Ms Edwards? Is she a good person?" I asked even though I knew if she wasn't he would be uncomfortable answering. 

"John, please do not make me speak of her. I do not know why you ask but no good can come of expressing my opinion of her."

"Your desire not to speak of her tells me all I need to know for now. But I can not promise I will not ask again if I need proof of what I believe to be the case."

"I think that you are a very good man and I will tell you what you need to know if it will help you in some way."

"Thank you. Now that our meal is done, will you join me in a drink or smoke?"

"I would love to have a cigar with you as I do on occasion with my father. However, while I enjoy the effect island punch has when young men gather to tell lies, I think it best that I keep a clear head when I am with you, John."

"Then cigars it is, but I must know why you fear the effects of alcohol when you are with me."

"That is a difficult question for me to answer. When I told you that my people are open about our sexuality, I did not fully express the nature of our sexuality. I think we are far more adventurous in our choice of partners than those of your culture."

"If you are suggesting what I think, then you should know that not all of my people are as rigid as your studies may have led you to believe. But I was told that you are engaged to a young woman, so I may misunderstand your meaning."

"I think you do understand my meaning, John. I am not married yet, and even if I were, such things would not be considered an act of infidelity."

I suggested we walk and enjoy our cigars while we continued to talk. As we did so he explained his people's outlook on rituals of marriage. During the engagement period both the man and woman are encouraged to take other partners of either gender. This is considered to be a test of their desire to make a union of their lives. Once married the man is committed to abstain from being with other women for five years. The woman is constrained from intercourse with other men for the duration of her child bearing years. These restrictions are made to insure the paternity of any children. The men for the most part never again engage in intercourse with fertile females after marriage, though it is permissible after five years time with any unmarried female.  

While the men are under an absolute restriction against sexual contact with other women for the first five years the women are not. They may engage in any type of sexual activity with other men except intercourse. It is common practice for the bride to perform oral sex with multiple male guests at the wedding celebration. This includes the unmarried and long-enough married male members of her new husband's family. This is, of course, before the marriage is even consummated. He told me that in his culture they believe that the woman will have a better orgasm if her belly is full of sperm. 

"Since a new husband wants his wife to think he is a great lover it is in his interest that she suck many cocks before they fuck that night," he told me earnestly with a happy smile on his face. 

I thought it was unfair that Greg's brother would have the pleasure of being sucked off by his bride, but Greg would likely be in his first five years when the brother married and not eligible for such treatment. He finished his tale of the sexual moirés of the island's natives by explaining that same sex liaisons were not restricted for men after marriage once they had impregnated their wives. Women were expected to refrain from same sex encounters for at least a year to concentrate their sexual energies on producing a child. He did not think that there were any completely homosexual islanders, but was certain that premarital same sex play was almost universally practiced. He assumed because of the universality of premarital same sex pairings that it continued to be practiced by a large percentage of the population after marriage.  I was astonished upon learning of an island culture with such wild and open sexual ways. 

We had been walking around the narrow garden paths for a long while with Greg telling his story. When we came to a bench in a particularly secluded area we decided to take a rest. The sun had already set, but the full moon provided sufficient light for us to see each other clearly. By that point I was fairly certain that Greg and I were going to have sex before the night was over. However, I felt no urgency to push. I was enjoying just being with him, talking and learning about the fascinating ways of his people. I almost wished that I could be one of them instead of one of the boss's guests.

"John, I have a wonderful idea," he said as if the most amazing thought had just come to him. "I want you to come to my wedding. I would be honored if my bride carried your seed in her belly on our first night. My Elikie is an outstanding cock sucker, my friend."

I wasn't sure if I was more shocked or honored. It wouldn't be the first time that a friend's significant other had sucked my cock. But it was definitely the first time that a guy had been so forceful in trying to sell the idea of her abilities to me. Interestingly, the words that came out of my mouth were more about his skills but hers.

"Is she better at it than you are?" I blurted out.

"I can't say since I can't suck my own cock," he answered, clearly amused by the question.

"Perhaps we should have a contest," I joked. 

He was not so amused by that remark.

"That is a bad idea, John. If I have not been clear, I want to be with you. But I do not think making a spectacle of it would be rewarding."

"Oh, god, I am sorry, Greg. I was teasing. I didn't mean to actually suggest...."

"Oh, than I am sorry, too, for misunderstanding," he interrupted. "I thought such contests might be a real thing amongst your people. Americans are well known for their competitiveness."

It was my turn to laugh. Outside of the AOK I couldn't imagine a contest like that anywhere.  

"No, please don't be sorry. It is my fault for not thinking about the differences in our backgrounds. Speaking of that, there is something that I find very puzzling. I was nearly certain that you were straight. Shelia Edwards holds that same opinion. I don't understand how it is that your people are so open about this and yet it seems hidden. I can see how I might have missed it on one brief visit. But Sheila lives here and seemingly knows everything about island life."

"John, I am sure that she knows that same sex coupling occurs amongst my people. But she is not favored and therefore not privy to matters we consider private. She has no way of knowing the extent of those activities. As for your not knowing and my seeming to be what you call straight in your culture, we do not reveal ourselves so easily to the boss's guests. You see, we have no way of knowing how the guests might feel about such behavior. We know that our ways differ from the ways of other places. Though honesty and openness are important to us, not shaming our benefactor is imperative."

"I am glad that you changed your mind about me," was all that I could think to say after listening to his explanation.  

"That is Alicia's doing. She thinks you're a very good person. Now that we have talked I agree with her. I also agree with her about something else."

"Oh?"

"We both think you are very desirable."

I blushed at his innocent remark about his attraction to me.

"I am sorry. Is it not proper to say such things in your culture? You're the first outsider I have ever..."

"No, what you said is very proper, a compliment. It is just different having someone say a thing like that so plainly."

"I do not know any other way to say things."

"And you shouldn't. It would be better if everyone was so forthright and innocent in their dealings with others. To that end I want to ask you to spend the night with me in my bed."

"John, it would not be good for us to sleep together in the boss's house. My people would have difficulty understanding why I was being treated in such a special way. My parents would think I was interfering to divert your affections from my sister. It might even jeopardize my wedding plans. For you there would be a loss of prestige in the eyes of the islanders and possibly ridicule in your world. Worst of all, I think Alicia would be hurt."

"I do not see how I could suffer any loss. But I do not wish any harm to your reputation. I am sad to hear that we can not be together, Greg."

"That is not what I mean. We can be together as you say, but not in the house or for the entire night."

"I am lost. You were concerned for your marriage and your family's opinion of you."

"It is a complicated thing. Spending the entire night with you would be seen as something different than our just having sex. My fiancé's family would think one of two things had occurred. Either I had whored myself to you or you and I shared an emotional bound that might hinder my faithfulness."

"Wow!" I exclaimed, truly shocked at the dichotomy of the islander's attitudes about sexual behaviors. "So it is fine with all concerned if you and I go out into the jungle and fuck each other stupid, but a little cock sucking in my bed followed by a night's sleep in each others arms will get you labeled a queer or whore, and me pegged as a user of flesh or a stealer of virtue?"

I somehow could not stop the words even though I knew I was trespassing on dangerous territory.

"John, I am not sure I know what all of that means, but I think it is essentially correct. I am sorry that our ways upset you so much. I think I should go."

"No! We should not deny something we both desire because of what others may think," I said forcefully and pulled him into my arms.

Before he could speak I pressed my lips to his. Even though he did not return the kiss I did not withdraw. I felt both his tension and resistance, but since he did not actively fight I did not give up. Eventually, he relented and allowed my tongue to enter his mouth. It seemed almost like he did not know how to kiss. His tongue just lay in his mouth as my tongue probed and teased trying to entice his tongue to joust. When I backed off after a few minutes, I discovered the reason. 

"John, I am sorry, I have never been kissed by a man before. I was too startled to react."

After I apologized for my aggressive behavior he explained that while he had done most everything that can be done sexually with other males it never included kissing. Again there seemed to be a divide in the sexual attitudes of his people. Kissing was somehow more intimate than raw sex of any kind.  I thought back to when I was with his sister and remembered that she had initiated kissing. I wondered if that meant she felt an intimacy with me or if whores were trained to kiss the guests they fucked or than again maybe heterosexual couples routinely kissed while fucking. I wanted to ask him but could not make myself bring up the subject of my fucking his sister. 

Instead I asked, "So, I suppose we should not kiss?"   "I am not sure what we should do. Part of me wants you to kiss me. Maybe, it is OK since you aren't of the island and have different ways, but not here. Come, I know a place that is very private and comfortable."




They Are A-OK Ch. 25



I followed him down a long path for what I estimated was about a half mile. Since all we had for illumination was the full moon, I was a bit concerned when he turned off the main path through a narrow opening into the dense foliage.  After about 50 yards the foliage opened up to what I assumed was a path that had been abandoned some years before. It was similar to the servant's path that led from his village to the main house. But my sense of direction as well as what I could see of the surroundings told me that we were in a different area. Greg walked on in a confidant way that made me think he could have made the journey blind. Even with his confidant air, my concern about becoming lost grew as the path narrowed and twisted through the tropical vegetation. I was somewhat relieved when the path suddenly opened upon a clearing with a lush carpet of grass. I could hear the gentle sounds of a stream that ran along the side of the clearing. I wondered if it was the same stream that fed the waterfall that I had seen with Adam. 

"Now, you may kiss me," Greg said, very unromantically as he turned to face me.

It felt almost like he was telling me that I could begin an experiment in some science class. When I hesitated he took me in his arms and I felt a seething passion that his words did not express. He pressed his trembling lips to my mouth as his shaky hands caressed my back. I joined him in the embrace and this time he enthusiastically welcomed my tongue into his mouth. The tip of his tongue greeted mine and we were soon sparing back and forth between our mouths. His nervous trepidation gave way to a passionate acceptance of his first homosexual kiss. Though kissing guys was by then commonplace for me, his exuberant exploration of the taboo act of intimacy raised the passion level considerably.

Our hands began to roam over each others backsides as our bodies pressed together. Our lips remained locked as our tongues darted in and out; teasing, chasing, retreating and advancing. As the kiss grew sloppier, we began to pull at each other's clothing like frantic lovers anxious to feel the other's bare flesh. As if we had read each other's thoughts, we broke the kiss and stepped back. He smiled and then pulled off his already unbuttoned shirt. I mimicked him as I pulled my polo shirt over my head. We each stood for a few seconds admiring the other's bare torso. The moonlight was sufficient to illuminate his darkly tanned, muscular body. My cock twitched in my pants as I imagined having my mouth on his hard chest sucking his tiny male tits.

He kicked off his shoes as he began to slowly open his pants. He let them fall to the ground. Since he did not wear underwear he was suddenly fully exposed. Even in the moonlight I could see that my fantasy about him was way off. He had no tan line at all and to my surprise his hard cock was circumcised. His balls were drawn tight to his body and barely visible below his cock which was on the small side of average. I later learned that boys on the island were circumcised at the age of five during a public ritual. His sparse looking pubic hair was completely untended and his strong legs appeared to be almost hairless. He kicked away his pants and stood there while I admired his nude form. He seemed to enjoy the way I was looking at him and made no mention of my still being clothed from the waist down. After a minute of just standing there smiling he stepped forward and passed his bared chest into mine as he kissed my cheek.

"John, no one has ever looked at me the way you do. I think that sex is something very different for you than it is here on the island. I also think I know already why my sister thinks you are such an amazing lover," he said in an earnest, innocent way. 

"Greg, you are gorgeous and I can't see how anyone who has seen you as I do now would not look upon you with hunger," I sighed as I slid my hands down his back and cupped his bare buttocks.

He laughed in an odd way. It wasn't the way someone who is embarrassed at a compliment laughs. I supposed it was simply his reaction to the idea that anyone would hunger for him or find his exposed body gorgeous. I did not ask for or receive an explanation. I just backed away so that I could give him the same show that he gave me. He watched attentively as I removed my pants and underwear, exposing myself to him for the first time. My cock was longer and thicker than his. Even in the moonlight he could likely see that it was also lighter in tone than his. But as he later confessed it was not my size or skin tone that was of most interest to him. It was my cropped pubic hair and tattoo that fascinated him.

While in Brussels I decided to take care of having the tropical island tattoo done. Adam was happy to both recommend a top artist and foot the substantial bill. I had also begun the process of having all of the hair other than the crescent moon permanently removed.  While keeping the area bare for several weeks to accommodate many tattoo sessions I discovered that I did not have the patience for regular grooming of my pubic hair. 

Greg walked over and touched his fingertips to fronds of the palm tree and then traced the trunk down to the sands of the beach and over the incredibly realistic waves lapping upon the shore of the island.  As he examined the design with his fingers, his hand rubbed against my rigid cock which set my flesh afire.

"Why?" he asked after tracing the entire design.

"It is something of a tradition with a group I am a member of to find a unique way to adorn our cocks. I am not entirely sure where this idea came from, but I think it may have been a result of how much I enjoyed my first visit to your island."

He smiled at me and then said, "It is beautiful. But must be a lot of work, or are you naturally not hairy around your cock?"

His innocent curiosity made him even more desirable. I had no idea how many guys he had had sex with before me, but his manner made it seem that I was with a wide-eyed virgin.  I felt as if I was going to be showing him the wonders of sexual pleasure.

"Actually, I was much hairier than you," I answered as I ran my fingers through his soft pubic curls. 

He only asked one more question, "What would you like to do with me, John?"

I smiled and told him that I wanted to roll around on the ground and enjoy his body. He responded by lying down with his arms outstretched, welcoming me to join him. I dropped to the ground and while still on my hands and knees kissed him deeply. He was no longer hesitant about accepting my kiss. Just as I had suggested, our bodies were soon intertwined and we were rolling about on the warm damp blanket provided by nature. Our seething flesh and hard cocks rubbed together as we expressed our passion and hunger sloppily with our lips and tongues. Soon I needed more.

I pinned him to the ground on his back. Though he was much stronger than I, and could have easily tossed me aside, he offered no resistance as I began to kiss my way down his sinewy body. First I captured his left pec with my lips and began to lap at his hard little nipple. He squirmed and moaned as I went from one nipple to the other, kissing, licking and biting. I moved my lips to his smooth, flat, nearly hairless abdomen. I planted little kisses and teasing licks all over his taut belly. Then I playfully nibbled around his navel, eliciting erotic gasps and moans from my new lover.  I carefully avoided his cock as I pushed his legs apart. I caressed his thighs as I tugged on his balls with my lips. His sack was so small that I was able to easily get both of his balls into my mouth. The base of his cock rubbed against my nose as I sucked on his nuts to the sounds of his appreciative moans. 

"John," He gasped, "That is amay– oh god – amazing. I can a can't believe what you are oh yes doing to – mmmm – me!"

Sensing that he was more than ready, I quickly engulfed his undersized cock. After a summer of sucking Brock's whopper, I easily deep throated Greg. I slid my lips up and down his tool, going from tip to base while swirling my tongue all over his throbbing cock. He squirmed and tore grass from the ground. His moans became more guttural and began to sound more animal than human. Suddenly he lifted his ass off the ground forcing me to swallow his entire cock. I tickled his nut sack as he fed me a surprisingly large amount of thick cum. I held him in my throat until every last drop of the warm goo had slid down into my belly. His cock began to shrink and his ass fell back to the ground. He left me with only a warm feeling in my gut and a blinding need.  

I crawled up and lay next to his still writhing body. He allowed me to caress and kiss him as the pleasure of afterglow washed over him. He pressed his body toward me as I gently rubbed my erection along his hip. In another minute the contented look in his eyes began to change. I saw the same hunger and passion that I had seen in his sister's eyes months earlier. Without a word he pushed me onto my back and pounced upon me. He sat on my chest with his back to my face. Then he bent down and began to lap at my heavy cum laden balls. He seemed almost possessed as he covered ever speck of my ball sack in saliva. When he shifted and began to lick my aching shaft his ass slid back so that it was practically in my face. 

I moved my hands to his tight ass cheeks as he swirled his tongue around my mushroom and lapped up precum from my oozing cum hole. He didn't even pause when I pulled his buttocks apart and pressed the tip of my finger to his tightly puckered asshole. As he slipped his lips down my cock, I pushed my finger passed his anal rim and into his body. I felt him gag when he tried to take me into his throat. He quickly backed off. He instinctively wrapped his fingers around the base of my dick and just worked on as much as he could comfortably handle. He began moving his mouth up and down my shaft, going from the tip to his hand and back over and over. I began to slide my finger in and out of his ass, eventually matching the pace he was using on my cock. He grew hard again and began to rub his cock on my chest as I finger fucked his tight ass. 

When I came, he swallowed every drop and then let my cock slip out of his mouth. But he didn't move off of my body. Instead he humped my chest and pushed his ass back onto my invading finger. Seeing how much he liked it I forced a second finger into his body. As soon as I got the second finger all the way in him he reared back against my hand and deposited his second load on my chest. He quickly turned to cuddle up with me. As he lay with his head on my still heaving chest, I ran my fingers through his sweat dampened hair.   

"John, Alicia was right about you. You are incredible. I don't think I have ever felt this good after fucking. But I am sorry I could not take your huge cock as you took mine."

"Shhhhhhhh, you do not have anything to apologize for. Everything was perfect and I feel wonderful."

We lay there for a time just enjoying the awesome natural feel of the connection we had with each other and our surroundings. It was almost as if we were a part of the island and that special private clearing.  Before ending our night together we talked some more. He referred again to the size of my cock which led me to ask about the average size of the islander's cocks.

"John, you have by far the largest cock I have ever seen. Of course I have not been with all or even a majority of the males on the island," he began to explain.

I was somewhat relieved to hear that he had not had sex with every male islander.  Since he was likely rather closely related to at least a quarter of the men, that would have added a dimension to the island's sexual life that I did not want to contemplate. 

"But we are not modest like in your country," he continued. "So I have seen almost all of the males naked, either while swimming or sunning or such. Of course, that does not allow me to see them aroused, but by comparison, I am certainly larger than most. I imagine this is true because of the outside seed I carry."

The idea of a whole population of men with small cocks was oddly fascinating. If Greg's cock was considered large, I imagined that meant that those with small cocks might well be smaller than my thumb when hard. It made me imagine doing a study. That of course led to me imagining all the island's males lined up naked for me to inspect and measure their dicks. I guess my fantasy made it appear that I was lost in deep thought.

After a minute of so, he asked, "Does it bother you that my cock is smaller than yours?"

"No, of course not, Greg. You're perfect," I said and kissed him softly.

He told me that he needed to go home and we both reluctantly began to gather our clothes. When we were dressed, I insisted on a good night kiss. Though he seemed very uncomfortable with the idea he obliged me with a brief bit of tongue play. It took me a long while to learn enough about the island's culture to really understand the significance he placed on that kiss and the honor he showed me by allowing me a fully clothed good night kiss. He led me back to a place I was familiar with and then quickly disappeared. I think, looking back, that he might have feared I would demand yet another kiss.   

Since I was too keyed up to sleep I did not bother to return to my room when I got back to the house. Instead I made my way to the bar in the conservatory. By that point I was learning to drink like a man, as Adam put it. I filled a Baccarat tumbler half full of some expensive liquor and dropped a couple of ice cubes in after adding barely a drop of ginger ale. I smiled at the thought that Adam would be proud of me as I sipped the potent drink. I downed the first drink rather quickly and fixed another while contemplating what I had learned that night. I wanted more meaning than there likely was in the tales of island life I heard from Greg. For whatever reason I was certain that there were profound life lessons in their ways. However, none came to me in the few minutes I had before I was interrupted.

"Well, hello, John. Nice to see that there is at least one other soul awake on this desolate island," Alex said with a slur that told me he was a bit ahead of me in his drinking.

I greeted him politely while trying to hide my wariness over his appearance at that late hour.

"May I join you? Shelia fucking crapped out on me. I am used to places with more action then this, I am afraid."

"Of course, Alex. What are you drinking?"

"Bourbon, neat, thank you."

I filled another of the expensive crystal tumblers from a bottle labeled Bernheim Original. I didn't yet know much about liquor. Since it had the word Kentucy on the label I assumed it was bourbon. Alex didn't seem to notice that I had erred in my assumption. After about half the glass was gone, his already loose tongue became even looser.

"How well do you know Shelia?" he asked as he slipped his arm around my shoulder.

"Not too well, really. I met her here on the island this spring. I was here a couple of days and got to know her a little, I guess."

I didn't want to lie, but I certainly didn't want to talk about the threesome with her and Reggie either.

"Oh, come on, John. I saw the way she looked at you. That, added to the way she talked about you after, made it pretty clear that she fucked you! Hey, no worries, I know she gets around and we weren't together then anyway."

"Yeah, OK, we had some fun one night. But I am sure you know that a night in the sack doesn't mean you know a person much."

"Well, you at least can acknowledge that you know what a hot fuck she is," he gushed as he squeezed my shoulder. 

"I said we had fun, Alex. I don't really know what you're trying to get at here."

"What I am getting at is that she is a damn good fuck! But I think there might be a problem besides the fact that she is a total slut. About all I see her as being good for is sex and business. Otherwise she is a stone cold heartless bitch."

"I really wouldn't know about those things," I tried to say in a convincing way as I poured myself another drink.

"Pour me another, too, would ya."

He didn't really need another drink, but I was hopeful he might drink enough to pass out as I was getting uncomfortable with the conversation. However, even with that discomfort, as so often happens curiosity got the better of me.

"Sure, um, but can I ask you something?"

"OK, anything. Fuck, you can be my new bestest buddy, Johnny boy!"

"If you believe this stuff about Shelia, why are you marrying her?"

"Hmmmmmmm, fair question, I guess. Is her giving one of the best blow jobs known to man a good enough reason?"

"For some folks maybe, but I have a feeling a man like you doesn't lack for good sex partners."

"Naw, I get plenty of cunt and lips and anything else I could want. Fuck, I got enough money, people beg me to fuck em! Jesus I need to piss like a race horse."

Before I could direct him to the nearest bathroom he had his dick out and was pissing in a large flower pot. Once again curiosity took over, and I made an effort to get a look at his equipment. From the looks of it soft, I got some insight into why Shelia was willing to marry him even if he didn't love her. He had quite a piece of sausage between his legs, and I was sure getting that in her cunt regularly was a big motivator.  When he turned back toward the bar his dick was still hanging out of his fly, which gave me an even better look.

"Did you wanna shake it for me, big boy?" he asked in a nasty tone.

"I think I will pass, Alex," I responded as casually as I could manage.  

He shrugged and stuffed his cock back into his pants. Since he didn't bother to zip up, all that kept his long cock from flopping back out was the pouch of his white underwear, which was clearly visible in the bright growing lights of the conservatory.  

"What the fuck were we talking about?" he slurred as he reached for his glass.

"You were going to explain why you are marrying someone you don't seem to like all that much.

"It starts with the sex. Good sexual compatibility is important. Shelia and I are well matched, which considering my kinks is rare. You already know what a great fuck she is, Johnny."

His calling me Johnny was getting annoying and I was concerned about the way he was looking at me. If I was wrong and the look wasn't lust, then his plan could only have been to fillet me and roast me on a spit for dinner. I doubted he was a cannibal.  

"But I guess there is something even more important than that," he continued unaware that I was already working out a counter to any advance he might make. "She is even better at business than she is at fucking. Having a piece of eye candy like that on my arm who happens to be a fucking barracuda bitch will be the best asset I could have."

"So your plan is to use her to further you business and for sex when you are in the mood while fucking around behind her back?" I asked, trying to sound threading.

"That is the beauty part, Johnny. There is no behind her back, or mine for that matter. Fuck, she is a slut, I could never expect commitment and she knows I am not the type of man to give it to her. We have an agreement; discretion at all times and not while the other is in the building, so to speak."

"So you have it neatly worked out then. What about Adam? I doubt he will let her go easily."

"I don't think Adam will stand in the way of her happiness. She will have to serve a reasonable notice, maybe six months or a year."

"So is she going to spring this on him tomorrow then?"

"That was the plan. Oh fuck, you haven't been to your room, I guess. She couldn't find you earlier so she had a note put on your pillow. Adam has been delayed. He is stuck for at least another full day, maybe more."




They Are A-OK Ch. 26



I went back to sleep after Alicia left me and it was afternoon before I opened my eyes again. If Steven had not come to check on me I think I might have slept on past sunset. Traveling followed by a day and half of sex left me exhausted. I remember thinking how quickly I had become used to Steven being in the room while I was nude as I lay in the bed uncovered and fully exposed. 

"Sir, I am sorry to disturb you, but we have word that Mr. Donaldson helicopter will arrive in about two hours. I thought you might wish to shower and dress in order to greet him at the helipad."

"Are you ok, sir? You seemed quite agitated when I came in the room. You said some rather odd things."

My dream came into focus and I was concerned about what he may have heard me saying.

"I am fine. You just interrupted an odd dream."

The truth was the dream was more than odd. It involved Steven and me exchanging blow jobs after he showed an unusual curiosity toward the tattoo above my cock. 

"I see, do you require any assistance from me with dressing?"

"No thank you. Relax and enjoy what little time you have before Adam returns."

He left and I slipped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. After a long piss, I brushed my teeth and shaved before enjoying a long hot shower. While the water cascaded over my flesh I contemplated the meaning of my dream. I had absolutely no conscious interest in Steven. That my mind had concocted a fantasy about sucking his cock fascinated me. I was sure to most guests that Steven and the other servants were of no more interest than the furniture. While I knew I would never be so dispassionate about people, the idea of having sex with Adam's valet was ridiculous. After about twenty minutes I pushed the unsolvable mystery of why I had the dream from my mind and turned off the water. 

I dressed quickly in the casual style I assumed Adam preferred based on the choices he made for me on my last visit. I wore shorts, a logoed polo shirt and sandals. I skipped underwear in the hopes that Adam would want to get at my cock quickly. As I left my room the rumble in my belly remained me that I had not eaten in a long time. I found Alicia's mother in the kitchen and she quickly fixed a plate for me. She was clearly distressed when I chose to eat at a table in the kitchen that was likely used by the staff for their meals. However, she did not protest my choice aloud. She did refuse my invitation to join me, explaining she had work to do. It seemed to me that whatever work she was doing was made up on the spot so that she would appear to be busy while I ate.

"Thank you, um..I am very embarrassed, but I do not know your name."

I was honestly embarrassed that even though I had been to the woman's home, she had served me many meals and I was involved in a way with her daughter that I did not know her name.

"I am Carmela, Sir. But you should not be embarrassed. It is I who failed to tell you my name. But then there is no reason you need to know it unless you wished to be able to call to me for something."

"Of course I should know your name, Carmela, and you should know mine."

"But I do know your name, Sir. You told me when you visited my daughter some months ago."

"Then you should use it, I insist that you call me John."

I could see that she was not comfortable with the idea of addressing me in a familiar way. But she didn't say any more and I didn't push the issue. I just thanked her by name and left the kitchen. Though it was still about an hour before Adam was scheduled to arrive I headed for the helipad. I guess maybe a secret wish was fulfilled when I found Gregory working there alone. Though he was concerned about shirking his duties, he agreed to sit and talk with me while I waited. We had been talking about inconsequential things for a few minutes and it was obvious that he was very uncomfortable

"Greg, is something bothering you? You should feel free to speak your mind to me," I asked in what I intended to be a sincere tone. 

"John, there is something I want to ask you, but it isn't proper for me to ask this thing."

"Damn it, fuck what is or isn't proper. You and I had great sex and I think more importantly we could be friends. You have to let go of this class thing that puts barriers between us, Greg."

"Ok, let me try to explain. I know that my sister spent the whole of the night in your bed. I also know that such a thing does not have the same meaning in the States as it does to those of the island."

"Alicia explained to me that your people attach an importance to sharing a bed."

"Wait, please there is more to it. I talked to her briefly this morning as she snuck home. It meant a great deal to her as you yourself mean to her. I fear you are giving her hope of something that is impossible."

"Greg, what are you getting at here? I like Alicia, very much. I assure you I have been completely honest with her. I even told her about being with you."

"I thought that she knew, but you should not worry, she kept your confidences. She told me nothing of anything you may have said. But, I am sure that she already feels for you like one would a steady boyfriend in your country."

"That is not possible. I am not the steady boyfriend type and I am sure she must know that."

"The concept is different to us. Take my situation for example. As you know I am part of what you would consider a committed relationship in your world. As soon as approval comes I will be engaged. But here my relationship does not imply that sexual play is limited to the relationship."

"Yes, I know, you and others have explained some of your ways. Even marriage does not come with a requirement of fidelity. But, Alicia knows that I do not offer even the loose level of commitment found in relationships on the island."

"Of course she knows this, but her heart is involved now. The things you have told her paint a picture of commitment that you do not realize or maybe even understand. When I asked you to help keep her from becoming a whore, I did not expect you to discuss it with her. Now she thinks that you do not want her fucking other guests because you want her to be your woman."

"No, Greg, you misunderstood her. I even told her that it wasn't because I wanted her exclusively."

"To islanders, actions show the truth no matter the words one speaks. John, I do not doubt you, but I fear that you are going to accidentally bring much pain to my sister."

"Greg, I want to set your mind at ease, but to do so I need your oath that you will not tell anyone including Alicia what I tell you now."

"You always have my oath to keep your confidences to myself."

"I do have feelings for Alicia and I will never hurt her. What exactly this means for our future I can not say, but I can promise to cherish and protect her feelings."

"I shall trust you then. But I do have one last question I want to ask."

"Ok."

"It is about you and me. You say you want us to be friends. Deep friendship between men here often includes more than it may in the States. On the island there is no issue with the two of us being together as we were yesterday even if a special relationship occurs between you and my sister. Are there taboos about being with the brother of your girlfriend amongst your people?"

I could barely contain the belly laugh that threatened to erupt from my throat. The idea that our society would have such rules was absurd, but his concern was clearly heartfelt and my laughing would have devastated him.

"Two men being together sexually is taboo enough for my people. I doubt most people have even considered the idea of fooling around with the brother of a girlfriend. I think as long as you and Alicia are comfortable with it, then it will not be an issue." 

He smiled broadly and reached for my hand.

"I am glad," He said happily as he gently squeezed my hand.

"John, do you want me to suck you cock now?" He asked as if he was offering to shine my shoes.

"What, here?" I exclaimed completely puzzled by the offer.

"We could go over to those bushes. We would not be seen. I would have asked differently, but I have been working out in the sun many hours and have no way to wash myself."

I was again stunned by his innocence. He really wanted to have sex with me, but because he was sweaty felt that only his sucking me was possible. Had Adam not been due any minute I likely would have accepted his offer to suck me and perhaps jerked him off. But under the circumstances I struggled for a way to decline his offer without hurting his feelings. Luckily before I had to make an excuse the whirring sounds of the helicopter blades broke the peaceful sounds of the island.

"The boss is here. We will have to postpone our play," I said.

He quickly returned to where he had been working. I do not know if he was looking when I greeted Adam with handshake and a warm embrace. As we were hugging Adam discreetly nibbled my earlobe and whispered his desperate desire for me to fuck him. I caught a sad expression on Greg's face as Adam and I passed him on our way to the house. Adam quickly dismissed the servants we passed as he hurried me up to his bedroom. The door to his room was barely closed before he pulled me into his arms and pressed his lips to mine. As our tongues renewed their acquaintance, he removed the limited clothing I was wearing and began to fondle my already rock hard cock. My hunger for Adam that day was as strong as any desire I had ever felt. All I could think of was bending him over and ramming my cock into his ass. 

As Adam kicked off his shoes I managed to get his belt open and his pants unsnapped. He stumbled backwards when his pants fell and tangled up at his ankles. While he was off balance I turned him around and guided him toward the bed. He didn't resist when I pushed him face down on the bed. I left his ankles ensnared in his pants and yanked his underwear down exposing his willing ass. I grabbed the bottle of lubricant I knew he always kept handy in his nightstand and began oiling up his tight hole.

"Oh fuck, yes, stud, you know what I need," He moaned as I pushed the lube deep into his rectal canal with my fingers.

When I was satisfied that his ass was sufficiently prepared I grabbed his ankles and pulled his ass to the edge of the bed. 

"Get on your knees," I demanded.

He pulled his legs up under him and lifted his ass up off the bed. He was face down with his ass served up like Sunday dinner. With his pants and underwear still caught around his ankles he appeared to be bound with his face forced to the mattress. I moved behind as I greased up by rigid pole. I guided my slippery cock to his well oiled hole. As I pushed forward he pushed his ass back. I grabbed his hips as I went ball deep into his willing anal canal. He moaned and began to beg me to fuck him hard as I ground my cock against his prostate.

"Oh god, John, I missed your cock. Please give me what I need. Ride my ass, baby!"

I wanted to tease him more, but my own desire mixed with the incredible aphrodisiac of his plaintive moans was irresistible. I dug my fingers into his flesh as I reared back. He cried out joyfully when I rammed back into him. I began a steady rhythm, riding him hard with long deep thrusts in and out of his body. I was slamming into him so hard that I began to feel jolts of pain mixed with euphoria due to my balls slapping against his body. His moans and encouraging pleas to fuck him even harder drove me to ignore the twinges of pain I felt in my balls. I do not know how long I rode his ass before his rectal walls clamped onto my cock and prevented me from pulling back. He was gasping for breath and moaning loudly. His body was quivering and convulsing under me. I knew his cock was ejaculating his thick semen onto the expensive silk comforter that had become disheveled due to his writhing and clawing of the material. 

I ground my cock deep inside him. Our sweat covered bodies were pressed together. I could feel his heat. I bent and kissed his back as my balls tightened. My blissful groans mixed with his guttural animal-like orgasmic wailing. Suddenly, I was transported to a different plane of pleasure. My cock erupted, splashing my essence deep into his body. He again begged me to keep fucking him. His moaning request seemed to be coming from some otherworldly source. I felt my body trembling and jerking. There was no hope of complying with his desires or exercising any other purposeful actions. My orgasm had taken possession of me and voluntary movement was impossible. All of my senses were fully engaged. I felt, tasted, heard, smelled and even saw only pleasure for a few, all too brief, amazing seconds. My legs turned to jelly, forcing me to hold onto Adam to keep from falling to the floor. 

When I returned to my own dimension, I let my slowly shrinking cock slip from his cum filled rectum. I was still woozy and could not stand without holding onto Adam. I stumbled and fell on the bed next to him. He was still panting as he tried to disentangle himself from his pants so that he could lie next to me. In another minute he was naked and our bodies were entwined. We caressed each other as our lips brushed together. We remained in each other's arms for a long time not needing words to express our feelings. It was Adam that spoke first. 

"John, it has been a long time since I have been lucky enough to know someone who could take me to the places you take me. Truth is I think I am more connected to you than I have been to anyone ever before."

I wanted to stop him. The words I expected to follow that beginning terrified me. Even though I had far too little experience to make generalizations, for me acknowledging aloud strong feelings had always been the beginning of the end. I did not want that to be the case ever with Adam. Even worse, I was fairly certain he was about to declare a love for me that far exceeded my feelings for him. But even if I knew how I do not think I could have stopped him.

"You are amazing, I love you," He continued.

The words seemed to hang in the air like a toxic cloud.

"Adam, I ... I," I tried to reply.

"Shhhhhhh, you don't need to say anything babe. I don't want you to be uncomfortable and I don't expect anything to be different. I just wanted you to know how special you are to me." He interjected before I could summon the words to express my feelings without simply echoing feelings I didn't have.

"Adam, you are very special to me. Hell, maybe the word love is appropriate for my feelings too. But the truth is that attaching that word to my feelings has so far led to ends and not beginnings for me. I want whatever we have now to be a beginning."

"So do I, John and I never want the end to come. I didn't expect or maybe even want you to repeat the words. I just needed to say them. I don't know any other word that conveys the feelings I have, but at the same time I do not want to you to think I am implying anything more than what there is between us. I do not desire or offer the commitment that some apply to those feelings. We know each other well enough to know that neither of us will ever be able to live monogamously."

"Wow, I guess we are as well matched as it feels. This last hour as been as close to perfect as I can imagine two people ever get to share, Adam."

"Yes, it has."

"Speaking of feelings, I need to ask a favor of you. I am not sure that this is the right time, but I do not want it to wait. I also do not want you to think that the favor means anything about my affection for you," I said hoping that broaching the subject of Alicia would not make him think my feelings for her would interfere with my feelings for him. 

"John, I can not imagine a favor that you could ask that I would take as a sign you did not care for me, nor can I imagine one I would not grant. Please, speak your mind freely as I hope we always will we each other."

"Ok, the girl, Alicia, I have grown very fond of her. I know she is supposed to become a whore for your guests very soon."

"That is bit of a harsh way to put it. She will be fulfilling a post that has a long tradition on the island. Her people do not considered it whoring the way it would be in our world," He shot back sincerely.

"Yeah, I know all about the island tradition and the attitude toward sex. But you are wrong about all of the islanders being fully comfortable with her following that tradition. Besides even if everyone here thought it was the greatest thing ever, I can not stand the thought of her serving your guests sexually."

"John, is there something more than fondness at play here?"

"Yes, I think there may be much more. I can't explain it really, but I have become very attached to her."

"Do you have any idea how she feels about you and about changing jobs?"

"I am almost certain she is at least as attached to me as I am to her. Things are so different here though I can not really be certain what that means to her. I don't think she really understands why I have an issue with her entertaining guests."

"You do know that the girls chosen for that job are usually very happy as it offers benefits to her and her family."

"I know and I was hoping that there might be a way for her family to benefit anyway. I'm sure it doesn't cost much. Call it an advance on my future earnings. I will sign a note for whatever amount. Please, Adam, I told her that I would find a way to make it work for her."

"John, this is something I can easily give you, but I see two problems. First, the other islanders will notice that she is getting something that she has not earned. Secondly, it seems to me that all you will accomplish is making her your personal whore. Her people will see that as something very different than her entertaining guests. Kept women are outside their traditions."

"I did not mean to suggest that I intended for her to be my kept woman! I told her that I would place no restrictions upon her. God why do things have to be so fucking complicated?"

"Love is complicated, John."

"I said I was attached to her, I didn't say any thing about being in fucking love with her!" I protested quickly.

"You don't have to say anything, it is obvious. I can see it in your eyes and hear it in your voice when you talk about her."

"It isn't that obvious to me, but I do care for her. There has to be a way to keep her from becoming a cum receptacle for a bunch of perverted rich old men," I said letting frustration get the better of me. 

"Leaving aside you thoughts on my business associates, there is a way that your desires can work out, but I am not sure it is something that you would agree to do."

"What must I do to keep her from being fucked by men who care nothing for her?"

"Marry her, John."

"Huh? You just said that you and I are not the monogamous mate for life type. I can't marry anyone."

"John, this would be a very different marriage than you have known. I am sure you already know that marriage here is not the monogamous charade that it tends to be in our society."

"Yeah, but still, even their rules would not fit my life."

"You are not of the island so the islanders would not expect you to fully embrace their ways. Once she is pregnant even her family will not concern themselves with who you are fucking. Besides, long engagements are common here. There is no reason yours couldn't continue for years. Once you are engaged the bestowing of favors upon her and her family is not only acceptable it would likely be a virtual requirement for a non-islander that was marrying a girl of the island."

"What about you, Adam; would my marrying change things with us?"

"I don't see why. Hell, you probably have fucked dozens of people since I last saw you and I don't feel any jealousy."

"I guess that makes sense. But what of Alicia's life; marrying me would certainly lead to a very different life than she ever imagined?"




They Are A-OK Ch. 26



"Well if she cares for you as much as you appear to care for her, I don't think that would be an issue for her."

"If marrying her is the only way to save her from becoming a whore than I will propose immediately. But, I am not convinced it will work out in the long run."

"I think I know a way that you can test the viability of you marrying Alicia. Make the engagement private between the two of you and then take her with you to school. Her brother declined a state-side education. My giving her one would be acceptable to the islanders. There is an excellent two-year community college near the university. With an associate's degree I could give her a job that offered as much reward as entertaining guests."

"How can she just go off to college? She isn't prepared."

"As far as book learning goes she is well enough prepared. If I ask the school will not turn her away. She can live in my house in town. You can still live in the AOK house and spend as many or as few nights as you like with her. You will soon know if she can deal with your lifestyle."

"Are things really so simple for you? Can it be that you want something so you make it happen?"

"Yes and no. Some things are that simple; mostly due to having the money to buy just about anything. But there are a few things, the most precious things, that money can never buy. You are one of those things, John."

"You would not need to spend a single penny to have me, Adam. Even if I wasn't already committed to you, your generosity toward me and your willingness to give me even this thing that could threaten our relationship creates an unbreakable bond between us."

We made love again and then talked for several more hours. At some point I was emboldened enough to tell him my concerns about Shelia. He said that he already had his own concerns about her treatment of the islanders and others. He was happy to hear about her betrothal. He seemed even happier after I related the story of Alex's awkward seduction of me and Shelia's complete lack of knowledge that her future husband still enjoyed cock. It seemed the most amusing thing to him was Alex's not knowing that Shelia enjoyed bisexual men.

"So she is making it easy. I will offer a short transition and a large severance package when I regretfully accept her resignation," He said with a broad grin.

"I don't think she plans to resign."

"I am sure she doesn't, but she will think she resigned after our conversation. Fuck, I need to make a call to get her back here! Otherwise it will be two weeks before I see her in person. God damn it, this is going to cost me a pile of money."

I let go the mention of the cost of bringing Shelia back to the island. There was another issue nagging at the back of my mind. My dream about Steven was starting to plague me. I wondered if it came from some unconscious perception I had of the valet that might have a basis in truth.

"Adam, I am curious about something and since it has made an incursion into my dreams I was hoping you might tell me about Steven and how he came to work for you."

"He came to work for me because I hired him. As for what is invading your dreams if you're asking me if he provides sexual services, the answer is no. He is a valet not a gigolo."

"Oh god no, I didn't mean to suggest that I thought he serviced you or anything like that. I just wondered how a proper English valet ended up working for an all American billionaire on a remote private island in the Caribbean."

"Damn, I guess I forget how a youthful mind can wander. Look, John, because Steven and I are the only non-islanders regularly in residence we have developed a kind of friendship and rapport that goes beyond his employment. I guess you could say that I am somewhat of a confidant to him. So I know much that would likely satisfy your curiosity. Because of our relationship and my trust in you, I can share those things as long as you understand that these are things neither he nor I would share with others and he wants kept private."

"Of course and I would not expect you to violate confidences. It isn't that important."

"It is not an issue. We are brothers and more."

He proceeded to tell me the reader's Digest version of Steven's life. As a young man Steven was handsome, virile and very popular with women. He was also unusually promiscuous for his day. He claimed to have bedded an unknown number of women that he was sure was in the hundreds by his late twenties. While he participated in some group scenes where women were shared and some men engaged in activities with each other he never had any interest in men sexually. He said that he was neutral on homosexual sex in those days, not caring if others did it at all while not wanting to do it himself.

When he was twenty-nine, he met and fell madly in love with a beautiful woman who was a few steps above him socially. They were married six months later despite her parent's objection. It was because of her and her social circle that he learned so well the ways of the upper crust and their servants. Sadly, it was a very short marriage. Almost five years to the day they met, she was thrown by her horse during a fox hunt. In what the doctors termed a freak landing she broke her neck and died almost instantly. Steven maintains that from the moment they met he was completely faithful to her and stopped his catting around forever. Her family, who never did accept Steven, kept him from inheriting anything and never spoke to him again after the funeral.

Being penniless and jobless led to him becoming a valet. Because of the years he had spent watching servants in hiss home he was able to easily convince some lord's butler that he had talent as a gentleman's personal valet. He worked for a couple of different wealthy Lords in England before Adam hired him. He lost interest in dating and sex for the most part after loosing his Cecilia. During that time, occasional masturbation and the solace of prostitutes relieved the biological need for ejaculation but provided no real joy.

As Adam related the story of Steven's life I began to understand the valet's stoic, dispassionate nature. The next part of the story came as a big shock. Steven's last position in England was in the employ of Lord Marlboro, who made Steven a permanent member of the staff at his country home. Since Lord Marlboro spent most of his time in London, that is very easy duty for a valet. However, in Steven's second year at the estate, Lord Marlboro's son, Harold graduated from Cambridge and decided to take on the task of improving the family's ancestral estate. In essence Steven became the younger man's valet as he did not employ one of his own. 

Steven did not mind as he enjoyed the work and his young master clearly enjoyed being tended to in his intimate needs. One day when Steven was preparing to help Harold dress after his bath the young man made a surprising request. As he stood there naked making no effort to cover himself he declared that there was an inequality in the relationship. His thought was that since Steven had seen him naked, he should get to see Steven naked and asked his valet to disrobe.

Even though the thought that anyone cared to see him naked at that point in his life was flattering, Steven did not immediately accede to the request. At the time he had not yet recognized that a big part of the enjoyment he got from working at the estate was due to being able to see his handsome young master nude. However, when Harold made it clear that Steven's continued employment depended upon complying with the request, he stripped off his clothes as the naked young man watched intently. After being made to turn around and show off his entire body, Steven turned back to face Harold and saw the youth's rather impressive penis was erect. Steven's boss then rather casually stated that if he would agree to stroke Harold off, then he would do the same for Steven. They ended up masturbating each other to orgasm. After that day it became a fairly regular activity. After a few months Harold suggested oral sex and they soon became very attached.

It ended two years later when Lord Marlboro came to the estate one afternoon unannounced. Harold was sucking enthusiastically on Steven's cock when the door flew open and his Lordship popped into the room. Despite the clear evidence that the young master was very much into the sex and as time told gay, the older man was accused of corrupting the lad and dismissed. It was strongly suggested that he leave England. While they would for the sake of the family keep things quiet, Steven was assured that he would not find work as a valet again at home. 

The family, however, was not without compassion for the man they in their hearts knew had been seduced by their son. They secretly arranged for an American business associate to find Steven work. That is how he ended up working for Adam. For two years he traveled with Adam and returned to satisfying his biological needs exclusively through masturbation. When he came to live on the island he discovered that the young men there were very open and free spirited. Adam explained the male islanders' appreciation of older men to me. That combined with Harold being an unmarried male who was fully available by their customs made the newcomer very popular. He found that he could again enjoy sex for just its physical pleasure since there is no guilt associated with casual sex amongst the islanders. I asked Adam about Harold and the island women who are at least as friendly and sexually open as the men if not more so. He told me that while Harold had accepted the advances of a couple of the island women the aging valet had for the most part lost interest in heterosexual sex. "John, I am not sure what brought on your curiosity, but there is one more thing you should know about Steven. Some years ago he decided to fully embrace island life. He had gone through the rituals that to the islanders make him of the island. That means that he behaves for the most part exactly like one who has lived here their entire life."

"Ok," I said unsure of what he was getting at and still stunned about Steven's sexuality.

"John, do you understand that means if you were to suggest sex that he would likely agree? Island tradition only denies guests things that violate custom."

"Oh yeah, shit. Damn, Adam, I don't want to fuck the man. I just had a ridiculous dream about he and I and that made me wonder about him. So you two never?"

"No, I do not think it would be a good idea to let him see that side of me. Now, how about we shower and then have a chat with Alicia?"

After our shower we headed downstairs. Adam suggested I go to the bar and fix drinks while he took care of a little business. I was more than ready for a drink. In the space of a few hours I had gone from trepidation about asking Adam for a favor concerning Alicia to being talked into proposing marriage. Worse I had no idea how the conversation might go. For all I knew Adam might simply propose the arrangement like a business. There was also the possibility that Alicia might object to the plan. Though I did not really understand why, I knew that I would be devastated if she chose to become a whore instead of my fiancée. When Adam joined me at the bar, he told me that he had sent one of the kitchen workers to find Alicia and bring her to the house. My silent response seemed to trigger some concern in my mentor.

"John, do you have doubts about the plan? Don't you want to take her back to school with you?"

"I definitely have doubts about the whole marriage thing. Having her at school seems like it would be great except for the idea that I might be solely responsible for her happiness and entertainment."

"I am sure that you can find plenty of brothers to help entertain her. As for the marriage thing, I believe that you will find having an island girl for a wife will be a perfect fit for you."

"If you believe that, why haven't you married one of them?"

"Because I never felt about one of them the way you do about Alicia."

"Fuck, Adam, I don't even really know how I feel about her. How can you think you know?"

"You were willing to risk both our personal and business relationship to keep her from fucking strangers. That is more than enough evidence of your feelings. You just don't want to let yourself be in love, John. But, your actions tell me what you won't see yourself."

"Your argument makes since, but damn, I have only known her a short time. Fuck, I can count the time I have spent with her in hours and barely make a whole day of them. We have only fucked twice. It isn't possible to have those kinds of feelings yet!"

"Really, how long has it taken in the past for you to know you loved someone: days, weeks, months, or was it hours?"

Those I loved or thought I loved in my short experience came into my head. In Chrissy's case, it was most certainly weeks if not months before I recognized love, but she was my first. With guys I had been more impulsive and those feelings sometimes faded quickly. Kyle had been my quickest infatuation and that connection turned out to be less than I thought. I would always love him, but not the way I thought I did at first. My feelings for Dom on the other hand were slower to develop and more durable. But as I examined that relationship I saw that the first sparks did come quickly and the bond was cemented in a wild week at sea. It became clear that Adam was right as I reflected on my various relationships. Love could take months to blossom as it had with Chrissy and Brock and to some extent Adam, but it could also could come in a blinding flash that took no more than hours as it did with Kyle and other guys as well as with Alicia it seemed. That realization did not offer much comfort. I feared that at some point my feelings for Alicia would change as they did for Kyle. 

Before I could respond to Adam's question, Alicia entered the conservatory. She was wearing a simple shift. I assumed that as usual she was bare underneath. It was the first time I had seen her with her hair braided and tied back away from her face. My first thought was that Adam preferred the girls to have their hair tied up when he summoned them. That led to the thought that Alicia had answered the boss's call expecting him to want to fuck her. I couldn't imagine what she must have thought upon seeing that I was with Adam. The other thing that I noticed was that she was barefoot. It was much later that I learned that islanders always left their outdoor sandals or shoes at that back door. The house staff kept indoor shoes at the house, but Alicia was not yet on staff and had come so quickly that day she neglected to bring indoor footwear. I guess in her mind it was unneeded as she expected to be naked soon after arrival. 

"Alicia, welcome, I believe you know my friend, John" Adam said with genuine warmth in his voice.

"Thank you, sir, yes I know um Mister er, oh.."

She clearly did not know how to address me. I could not remember if I had ever told her my last name. If she had known it she had either forgotten a name she had never used or nervousness had blanked her mind.

"Alicia, it is ok. Adam knows that we are good friends. I am sure that addressing me as John will not cause any anger," I said as I stood and moved to the clearly unsettled young woman who might soon become my fiancée. 

"Oh, ok, John," She said, nervously glanced toward Adam as I took hold of her trembling hand.

"Of course, if my friend wishes to be on a casual basis with you, then by all means that is how it should be. That is of course if that is something that you want also, Alicia," Adam said seemingly truly interested in her feelings.

"Sir, if my speaking informally pleases you and your guest than it makes me very happy," She responded still in a proper subservient tone. 

"That is not what I asked," Adam said calmly in a soft voice. "I truly want to know your feelings. If John were my employee, say a hand on the docks, would it please you to be informal and intimate with him?"

Clearly Alicia was having trouble understanding the reason Adam was asking such a question. I was also a bit puzzled. Adam knew the islanders far better than I did and I knew that they thought of things in very simple terms. The idea that she could not be happy about something that made Adam or his guest happy was foreign to her. Even though I knew she had feelings for me, I doubted she had subjected the situation to much analysis.

"Well, yes, if John was someone like a deck hand I would be very happy to be close to him. He is a wonderful man," She replied meekly.

I caught a hint of a blush in her cheeks as she smiled shyly at Adam. If I had not already begun to fall in love with her, that shy, innocent look would have certainly done the trick. I was totally beguiled.

"I am glad to hear that, Alicia. But damn, I am being a poor host. What would you like to drink?" 

It had been hard enough for her to relax when I treated her as a guest in the house. Adam proclaiming his lack of manners as a host seemed to totally throw her off.

"I do not know. I am not accustomed to being entertained like this," She managed to answer.

"I imagine you like island punch," He suggested.

"Yes, Sir, but I do not know if taking strong drink is appropriate."

"I will make it light for you," He said with wink.

After fixing the fruity concoction for her, Adam refilled our glasses. Then he began to explain the reason he had asked Alicia to the house. He told her first that we had talked and I had expressed concerns about her planned job at the house. He followed that by saying he did not want things to be difficult between her and the other islanders as a result of any favoritism they might perceive. She agreed that it would seem odd to her people if she got the privileges of the position without doing the duties required.

"There is a solution to the dilemma. How would you like to go to college?" 

"I have never thought of that. My brother went to visit colleges and says that life on the island is far better than the outside world."

"If you went to college, you would be trained to do a different important job in the house. You would only have to spend a part of the next two years away."

"The idea of being alone in the world at college frightens me. Also, it will be many years before I can return to a job that will give my family what they could have now."

"We have thought of that also, Alicia," Adam continued as he turned his attention to me. "John, would you like to tell her the rest of the plan?"

"Alicia, we should talk more of this privately before you decide, but if you and I became engaged, then it would be proper for me to provide comforts for your family while you are at school. Also, you would not be alone at school because you could attend a school near me."

Her face lit up like a small child's does when they open the one special gift that they asked Santa for at Christmas.

"John, did I hear right? Are you saying that you want to marry me?"

"Yes, Alicia, but not right away and not until we can come to agreement on things. I need you to understand my life and what I see my life being in the future," I replied honestly.

"I am not sure that I understand. What more can there be to know or talk about? Ones place in a marriage is well understood," She said clearly confused.

In her world marriage followed a set of rules and customs. She had no idea that there could be any other way to be married then the one those rules proscribed. Fortunately, Adam stepped in to try to explain when I hesitated while trying to collect my thoughts. 

"Alicia, marrying John would not be like marrying a man of the island," He interjected. "All of the customs you know would not apply. There would have to be a blend of both of your ways."




They Are A-OK Ch. 26



Alicia stood quietly as she tried to digest Adam's words. She had the look of a confused child trying to understand some newly taught concept in a class. I wanted to pull her into my arms and hold her and try to assure her that everything would be ok and nothing had to change for her. But I knew I couldn't live as if I was of the island and adhere to their marriage rules. I also knew no matter what she decided I did not want her to be a whore and would do whatever was required to keep that from happening.

"John, a girl would be more than lucky to have you as a husband and I am sure that my people would understand whatever I needed to do to honor my husband's needs as long as they believed him a good man who honored mine. But I can not honestly commit to honoring your needs before I know them. So I guess that you are right that we need to talk more before I can answer," She said to me and then turned to Adam. "Sir, I am sorry if my lack of an immediate answer displeases you. The question was completely unexpected. I already care deeply for John and if he were of the island the answer would be easy. But I am being asked to honor unknown ways and to divert from the path that I have been walking for a long time. I simply can not make a commitment like that lightly."

"Of course you can't answer now. I did not expect you to do so. I want you to know that the union would have my full blessing. I also want you to know that the decision is yours to make freely. Whatever path you chose will have no bearing on my affection for you," Adam said bringing a smile to Alicia's face. 

She downed the last half of her glass of punch and then timidly asked if she and I could be alone to talk. Though he readily agreed, I could see a slight hint of what I took to be disappointment in Adam's eyes. I wondered if had hoped that the three of us would fuck in celebration of the engagement. I dismissed the idea as something Adam would never expect. It felt odd to me that I did not want to share Alicia even with Adam. I speculated what my feelings would be if the situation of sharing her with Brock or Dom were to occur as Adam gave Alicia a friendly goodbye kiss. He then tuned to me and pulled me into his arms. He embraced me tightly while planting a soft kiss on my cheek.

"You two talk. I have work to do anyway. Hopefully, the three of us will get together later and discuss the decision," He said and headed toward the door. 

Once we were alone, Alicia seemed very frightened. I pulled her into my arms and hugged her trembling body. 

"If you do not want to marry me, we need not discuss it further. I will understand; I know we have known each other really no more than hours," I whispered into her ear before kissing her neck. 

"Oh no, John, I truly can imagine nothing that would make me happier than being your wife," She said as she stepped back out of my arms. "But I fear the idea of going to college and being away from the island. Even more I fear that you're doing this because you want to save me from something that is not so bad as you believe. I know how to please island boys and how to make men who just want to fuck happy. But I am not sure if I could be a good wife for you. I do not know what you would need or if I could give up all that I know to give it to you."

I suggested that we walk in the garden while we talked. She seemed very happy to get out of Adam's house and into the comforting envelop of the dark tropical night. The air was beautiful and the temperature so perfect it made me want to strip naked and run about like a small uninhibited child. But it was not the time for frivolity. We each needed to make our feelings known and to come to an agreement on our future.

"Alicia, there is no doubt in my mind that you would make me very happy. It is me that would be unable to abide by the islander's covenants of marriage. As I understand the rules, I can not fit them to the way I know I will continue to want to lead my life. Other than allowing me certain freedoms an island man would not expect there is little that you would have to do that is contrary to your culture, at least as I understand the marriage rules."

"I don't understand. In school we learned that it was our ways that were different, freer than those in your home. I was made to understand that in your country marriages are, I do not remember the word. But I thought when people married in your country they stopped fucking others," She said nervously, clearly confused by my statement.

"I think the word you are seeking is monogamous, Alicia. In general, at least publically that is true. But there are many people in my culture that do not follow the general rule. Some like me admit that we have different ways; others simply pretend to follow the supposed norms while secretly ignoring them. I recognize that I have a large appetite for sex and would not be happy with a single partner. I would never want to lie to you and pretend to follow a custom that I could not follow."

"But I don't see the problem then, John. Married men are not expected to give up fucking outside the marriage on the island."

"It is my understanding that during the first five years of marriage an island man is expected to concentrate all his sexual energies on impregnating his wife. Doesn't that constitute a restriction on fucking others?"

"For those that strictly follow the old ways, I guess it could be looked at that way. But the prohibition is not absolute. When a man's wife is pregnant, it is generally accepted that he will seek pleasure with others. While I do not know the specifics, I imagine such pleasure is generally found with other men whose wives are pregnant."

"Alicia, I want you to understand that this has nothing to do with my affection for you, but I could not restrict my being with men to just when you were pregnant nor would I be able to give up fucking other women for five years. It is contrary to my nature."

"Hmmmmmm, I suppose that it wouldn't be a great issue since my fellow islanders believe in respecting the ways of others. But would you imagine that you would be fucking other islanders?"

"That is a complicated question. I have not had sex with but a couple of others from your island. If it would be an issue I think it would not be too hard for me to give up fucking other islanders. But, to be honest, there is one who I would be sad to have to give up."

Hector and Greg were the only other island residents that I had been intimate with. Even though Hector was not a native, like Steven, he had chosen to become of the island. The problem was that it was Greg that I thought I would find it hard to give up. I was however, reluctant to tell Alicia that it was her brother I would want to continue having sex with after we were married.

"John, if the one you would want to continue fucking is my brother that would not fall completely out of the normal traditions of the island. He will likely be married also though so he would reject you at least until his wife was pregnant. Greg is very traditional in his ways most of the time. Once she was pregnant, I think he would be happy to have secret rendezvous with you."

"What about you, Alicia? Wouldn't you mind if I was fucking your brother?"

"No, such a thing would be almost expected, I think. It would only be a problem for me if you flaunted the relationship, but on the island, any relationship between two men that was not kept private would be offensive to all islanders."

A lump caught in my throat. I was not sure what about my being with Greg would be offensive. If it was gay sex in general, I was not sure that I could go through with the plan. Making a life with a woman who found open gay love making distasteful would not fit with my outlook on life.

"Would that be because we were brothers?" I asked hoping for an affirmative answer.

"No, that would not be of much concern. While true incest is as taboo here as I understand it is in your country, fucking a relative of one's mate carries little or no stigma depending on the circumstances. The main issue would be that you were men. We have no taboos about fucking members of your own sex. In youth it is expected and no one thinks to go to any trouble to hide it beyond normal privacy. But after marriage things do change a little. Since I do not know any older married men well enough, I can not speak from anything like first hand knowledge. But I know the expectations of the islanders and know that men who continue to fuck each other keep those things very private, secret even."

I thought back to my conversation with Greg and quickly recalled that while he spoke in some detail about married woman having homosexual liaisons, he said only that he assumed some men continued to do so after they were married. 

"Now, I am confused. Greg told me that married women were commonly sexually active with each other, even when first married."

"Yes, of course. This is especially true in the later stages of pregnancy when fucking men becomes more difficult. We believe that the frequent release of sexual energy is important to the well being of the child we carry. I am told that the sexual hunger felt while pregnant is too strong to be satisfied by a husband alone."

I was stunned by the idea that pregnant women on the island seemed to crave sex to the point where they got together to give each other what they could not get from their husbands. I was also beginning to believe that the young women of the island were better taught about sexual things than the young men were. Of course I only had the evidence of Greg and Alicia to go by. But she clearly seemed to know more details of the private habits of married adults than her older brother. I decided that I needed to press Greg on that issue to really gain an understanding of the situation. 

"Before you decide to marry me, you need to know something. I enjoy sex with men at least as much as I do with women, sometimes more. That is not to say that I do not sometimes want what only a woman can give. I can not take a wife that would find my desires distasteful or from whom I would have to hide these desires. As far as other islanders, there is no reason I would flaunt anything I do, but I also am not inclined to take special precautions to hide anything about me."

What I didn't say was that I could envision times when I would want her to be with me while I was with a man. I had no idea how that idea would play as I didn't know anything about the islander's attitudes toward group sex.

"John, I would never presume to dictate to you as my husband any change in your customs. As I said my people would allow for those differences. I think you would find the privacy demanded by other islanders that you might be intimate with would be an absolute for them, however. As for hiding things from me, if it is your custom to be fully honest and open with a wife then that is what I would want and what I would give you. I could never find anything you did to be distasteful. You are an amazing man and I would be the envy of all island women if you were my husband."

"But you said that open male homosexual activity is offensive to all islanders," I shot back desperately needing to know that she would not be repulsed to see me with another man. 

"I believe you took the meaning of that to more than it is to my people. We just prefer to keep that a very private thing. John, I promise that I would be a proper and dutiful wife to you. I would honor you and be happy for anything that made you happy; be that fucking my brother or anyone else."

It was like a light bulb suddenly came on to illuminate the night sky. I suppose that I should have known all along that the island was essential a paternal society. Though men did not enjoy total dominance over the women, there was clearly a hierarchy. Adam was the absolute leader and the men enjoyed a limited position of superiority as head of household. I must have waited too long to reply to her last words because she suddenly began to cry and her tone changed to what sounded like pleading.

"John, have I said something wrong? Are you displeased? Please do not say that you wish to withdraw your proposal. My answer was always yes, please I will be good to you. I will do whatever you expect of a wife."

"No, please, don't cry. I am very happy and I want you to be my wife. Alicia, I am sure you are the perfect one for me," I said earnestly as I gathered her in my arms.

Any reply she wanted to make was smothered by my kiss. It was a long deep impassioned kiss that took the breath away from both of us. I was truly happy at that moment. Up until that point I had been skeptical of Adam's plan for me to marry Alicia. But as I kissed her that night, I knew he was right. I wondered if he was really smart enough to have known that I loved her and that she and I were such a good match. My upbringing all but dictated that I marry and have a family. But the desires I discovered and embraced my first two years of college seemed to contradict that scenario. It seemed to me at that moment that with Alicia I could have both without the need for a sham marriage that would just be for show. I could have a wife I loved and still have the sexual life I was certain I was meant to lead. I wanted to make love to Alicia, but I also wanted to run and find Adam. I wanted to share my happiness with him and make love to him also. 

It was Alicia being right there in my arms more than anything else that caused making love to her to win out. She offered no resistance when I pulled her simple dress over her head baring her body in what had to be called at least a semi-public spot. Were there more guests on the island it likely would have to have been called a public spot. We were still in the gardens very near the house and even without guests around it was likely that an islander or one of Adam's staff might happen upon us. She was so docile that once I had all of her dress off I had to stop and undress myself as she had not made a single aggressive move. When I took her back in my arms though she was not resistant, it felt like she was limp, just letting me do as I pleased. I was not ready to press the issue that night, but I knew that I would have to teach her that I did not want her to be docile rag doll, assuming her manner was due to our being engaged and might continue into marriage.

My hands roamed all over her body, eliciting soft squeals of pleasure when I touched new spots on her flesh. She however kept her arms almost limp. My only stimulation came from rubbing my hard, throbbing cock against her body. Wanting more I took hold of her wrist and guided her hand to my cock. I was not in the mood to command my new fiancée and hoped that gently guiding her would tell her what I wanted. But it seemed that she was in an almost trancelike state. The back of her hand grazed my cock and balls as I pushed her hand toward my crotch but she made no effort to fondle me has she had eagerly done previously when we made love. 

"Alicia, don't you want to.." I started to ask beginning to feel desperate.

"Yes John, I want you to fuck me more than I have wanting anything in life," She moaned. "But, I want to be proper and wait until you tell me what you want."

"I want you to be like you were last night and in your cottages when we fucked. I do not want to have to instruct you when we fuck. Please, be yourself, Alicia," I replied, hoping she would understand.

"You are so different and so beautiful, John," She sighed as she wrapped her delicate fingers around my cock.

She stroked my cock as I slipped my finger inside her moist pussy. Her desire was obvious. I wondered why and how she had resisted her urges. But that was a question for another day. 

"Oh, god, John, please fuck me. Show me how men from your country fuck their women," She gasped as her cunt convulsed around my finger.

I turned her body around and she bent presenting her delicious ass to me. As she grabbed hold of the back of a bench I guided my cock to her dripping cunt. She squealed as I entered her. I began to gently hump her as I caressed her silky back. 

"John, please, fuck me harder, take your woman," She pleaded.

I gripped her hips and began to ride her forcefully. Oddly, I thought of Adam and the way he liked his ass fucked as I rammed my cock deep into Alicia's hot, wet cunt. Her moans and squeals of unbridled passion drove me to increase the speed and force of my thrusts. Her body bounced around under the powerful assault as I delighted in the wild ride. She screamed as her cunt gripped my cock. I drove deep into her as I joined her in orgasm. My cock sprayed cum deep into her body and I could feel her flowing juices dripping from my balls. We remained locked together for several minutes, unmoving, both of us struggling to regain normal breathing. 

What I didn't know as she stood and pressed her sweat covered back against my equally sweaty torso was that her impassioned screams had attracted an audience. As I would later learn it was two separate audiences. Greg and Hector had been on their way back from a rendezvous when they heard us and stopped to secretly watch me fuck Alicia. The other one watching us was a maid who had been heading to her cottage when she came upon us. She too hid to secretly watch us. 

When finally our breathing allowed words, Alicia told me that she needed to get home. I protested and tried to insist that she spend the night with me.

"John, please, I can't. I need to talk to my parents and then you and I, along with my family have to formally talk to the boss. There is so much to do if I am to leave with you in a few days. Please understand and respect our ways as I will always respect yours," She said.

I agreed and we kissed before getting dressed. She turned down my offer to walk her home. After making sure that she understood that our engagement needed to be kept in the family at first, I relented. Since I had no doubt she would be safe and I wanted to see Adam as soon as possible, it was the best thing for both of us. I watched as she disappeared down the path. As I turned for the house I heard sounds and then saw Hector run off. Greg however, did not get away.

"Are you spying on me?" I asked incredulously as he stepped out into full view.

"I am sorry, John. We were out, well," He started to explain.

"I am sure I know what you were doing Greg. But that doesn't explain your watching me with your sister."

"Please, I really am sorry," He said in a sincere sounding tone as he moved closer. "Don't hate me."

In my anger I had not realized that he was practically naked. His bare chest rose and fell as he panted. I did not know if it was fear or excitement that had him nearly breathless. I glanced down to see that he was barefoot and had a large bulge in his cotton shorts.

"I would never hate you, but I do wonder why you would watch me fuck your sister," I said calmly falling into island speak.

"It wasn't purposeful. We happened nearby and heard the sounds. I wasn't even sure who it was when we came upon you. I am truly ashamed."

"Why, because it excited you to see your sister like that?"

"John, I can't lie to you. I have seen Alicia unclothed before, even spied upon her. She is one of the most beautiful and desirable girls on the island. But she is my sister and I would never allow those thoughts to go beyond a young man's fantasy. Tonight though it was seeing you aroused and fucking that excited me."

I couldn't help but smile. It was incredibly flattering to have the sexy island boy tell me that I excited him. As for his thoughts about Alicia, I could hardly blame him. Even if I didn't love her there was no question that she was fucking hot. Since I didn't have a sister, I had no idea about his fantasy or peaking. However, I could well imagine that having a smoking hot sister and living in such an immodest way would present a challenge to any guy. In addition, I was far too into what most in my town would call a deviant sexual life style to judge anyone's sexual fantasies. By that point Greg was less than an arm length from me. I impulsively reached out and squeezed his hard cock through his shorts. The look of confusion on his face turned to lust when I pushed his shorts down and began to stroke his cock 




They Are A-OK Ch. 27



I spent several minutes just sitting on the bench contemplating my strange evening. I made a mental note to speak to Hector about what he had seen. I also hoped that he might share his experiences of becoming of the island and his relationship with Greg. Although, I imagined that he would be somewhat circumspect talking to me as he clearly saw me as a guest. I also truly wanted to talk more with Salina about island life. I knew that being alone with her was fraught with peril but I believed it was my best shot at gaining deeper understanding of island custom. I resolved to find a way for her to understand that my interest in her was completely nonsexual. The bigger trick would be convincing myself to resist my always present urges when it came to her.

Having enough of rehashing my evening, I headed for the house. I was hoping to sneak upstairs and find Adam waiting for me in his bedroom. But as I slipped through the conservatory door, I was startled by a voice in the dark.

"You've been a busy little boy," Adam said in an odd unfamiliar tone.

I turned and watched the smoke from his cigar meandering toward the glass ceiling. As I watched the moonlight bounce off the curling grey tobacco residue, I wondered if his strange tone conveyed anger or some other emotion altogether.

"It has been an interesting night," I replied in the most noncommittal tone I could muster as I moved toward him.

"An odd way to describe the evening you had," He suggested as he offered me a cigar while pouring me and unasked for drink.

"Were you spying on me, Adam?" I asked without hiding my annoyance as I took the cigar from his fingers. 

"Not really, I would describe it more as indulging a perversion. I suppose I should have told you that the gardens immediately surrounding the house are not a place for privacy. Though it seemed unnecessary to me, an elaborate system of security cameras were installed when the house was renovated."

Whatever the reason, indulgence or spying, I was seething at the thought that he had been watching me on a security monitor. Had I given it much thought, I might have considered all the times I had been watched on camera as pledge at the AOK house. I had never really felt anger over that and Adam was one of the watchers on occasion. He may have thought there was no difference that night. But I wasn't thinking and analyzing. My gut reaction was a feeling of being violated. I was angry and hurt. Why Adam watching on a camera felt so different than Greg, Hector and Salina watching from the bushes I will never know. But whatever the reason, I was stung by the feeling that Adam had somehow betrayed me. 

Keeping my emotions in check, I lit my cigar with a shaky hand and then took the drink Adam made me. My glass was half empty before I pulled it away from my lips.

All I managed to say as Adam stared me down was, "Why?"

"Because, I like to watch people fuck. Maybe I will go grab that hot young thing that works on the boat and bring him up here. You two can put on a live and in person show for me. Shame he ran off, seeing you three sweet young things together would have been a real treat."

"Fuck you!" Burst out of my mouth.

I had never seen that side of Adam. I was hurt and felt as if I was no more to him than any boy he kept around for his amusement. Only a few hours before he had told me how special I was and how much he loved me. I had been on top of the world. Suddenly, he was telling me that he would enjoying seeing me put on a sex show.

"What is your problem, John? You never seemed to have a problem with an audience before."

"I should go to bed, before I say something that will fuck us up forever," I said unsure of what to do.

Then I drained the rest of my drink.

"Damn, you are really upset. Shit, I am not letting you go anywhere until we talk about this and about what you and Alicia decided."

"What, no fucking microphones to listen in?" I asked in a nasty snarl.

"No, I have no idea what was said. But I do have a pretty good idea of the sounds your in person audience heard while you were pounding her sweet cunt. I am sorry that I upset you. I swear I was not spying. I was sitting in my den when the sensor signaled activity. I was curious and peaked at the cameras. I wasn't even watching you at first. Hector and Alicia's brother had my full attention. That fucking deck hand knows how to ride an ass! When you and Alicia got into it, I couldn't help but watch. You know what a perverted motherfucker I am, John. Please, cut the shit, if the situation was reversed I am sure you would have watched too."

"Maybe, hell it has been a weird fucking evening. I got engaged, had amazing sex with my new fiancée, then I sucked my future brother's cock. All while being watched by a woman I never met who I ended up making out with and had to fight myself not to go farther with."

"That one surprised me a bit. First that you two kissed like that and then that you didn't even at least get your dick sucked. Salina is a rather enthusiastic cock sucker."

"Jesus, she sucks your cock?"

"Occasionally, and I fuck her with a vibrator while eating her very appreciative cunt."

"So you respect the islander's prohibitions on fucking fertile married women?"

"Yes, even though I have a feeling she wishes I didn't."

"Do you know that she is fucking one of your employees?"

I wished I could have taken those words back. I had promised her to keep her secrets and had violated my oath in less than an hour. My expression must have conveyed my concern to Adam.

"No, I didn't, though I am not surprised. Don't worry, I have already forgotten what you said," He reassured me as he refilled my glass.

"Adam, I am sorry. I don't know why I am so angry. It hurts when you talk like I am just another playmate who might do a show for you."

"Fuck, I love you! That just makes the show all the more exciting to me. God, secretly watching first those two delicious island boys and then you with your hot little island lover got my juices boiling. I am a perv, you are a perv. We have to accept these things about each other to make our relationship work, John."

"Yeah, I guess. Just please tell me that there isn't a tape of the festivities."

"There is, but we can go to my office and erase it before we go to bed."

We set there talking while we finished our cigars and a couple more drinks. I told him all about my conversation with Alicia. We made plans to have her and her family come to the house the next day to formally commit to the marriage. The strong drinks had caused me to feel a little woozy as we walked to his office.

"Well, here we are. Do you want to watch it before I destroy it?" He asked and winked at me.

I am not sure if it was the alcohol or innate curiosity that made his suggestion seem like a good idea. Watching a sex movie with Adam, even one staring me and my bride to be, seemed incredibly erotic at the moment. I was pretty sure he was surprised when I agreed to watching it with him. He pressed a button and a piece of the wall disappeared as we sat down on the sofa together. Adam and I cuddled up as a rather dark scene appeared on the large previously hidden screen. He pressed another button and as if by magic, Greg and Hector's enticing nude bodies were suddenly better illuminated. Adam clearly had access to some of the most advanced technology in the world. 

The two young men were stretched out side by side on a carpet of emerald green. I knew they were somewhere in the gardens because I could make out the well tended flowering bushes that surrounded the small lawn that served as a bed. I squeezed Adam's thigh as we watched the sexy islanders take turns sucking each other's cocks. Both of them as I knew were very skilled and the camera happened to be placed in the perfect position to catch the action. The effect was reminiscent of an amateur gay porno movie. After a few minutes of mutual cock sucking, Hector suddenly became aggressive. He pushed Greg onto his back and pounced upon him. At that point I wished there was sound so that I could hear what Hector was saying as he ground his cock into Greg's crotch. 

As Hector held Greg down, he dry humped him and began to bite Greg's chest. Greg squirmed under the assault, but clearly had no intention of escaping from the sailor. In another minute, Hector lifted up and effortlessly flipped Greg over. When he smacked Greg's ass the younger islander quickly drew his knees under his body. Hector spit on Greg's proffered ass and began to work his fingers into a seemingly very willing rectum. After dribbling more spit in Greg's ass crack, Hector mounted him much like a bull mounts a cow in the field. There was no slow start to allow Greg to get used to having Hector's cock shoved up his ass. Hector rode Greg rough and deep. Each thrust rocked Greg's body. 

I knew watching a hard ass fucking like that had to be exciting Adam. I moved my hand from his thigh to his bulging shorts and began to manhandle his hard dick as we continued to watch the action on the screen. Adam started moaning, giving a hint as to the sounds we could not hear in the garden scene. I knew that Hector and Greg must have been some distance away from Alicia and me since I had not heard any sounds. There was no way that Greg could have remained quiet while being fucked like a wild animal. I put my hand inside Adam's shorts as Hector's body tensed. He raised his head toward the sky and buried his cock deep inside Greg's body. It appeared that they had both cum hard. 

Adam grabbed the control and pressed another button as I pushed his shorts down to get better access to his hard cock. The scene changed to me and Alicia talking on the bench. As I watched the scene of me kissing Alicia on the screen I roughly stroked Adam's throbbing shaft. I was squeezing his dry dick so hard as I pounded it in my fist I am surprised I didn't rub the skin off his delicious cock. I have thought about that night many times and still wonder if I was subconsciously trying to hurt him as punishment for the invasion of privacy I had felt. I stopped jerking Adam's dick as I watched myself on screen pulling off Alicia's dress. She was beautiful even in the dimly lit pictures flickering on the screen. I could see why Adam could not have turned away from the picture. I was so enthralled in the action, I barely noticed when Adam slipped off the sofa and moved between my legs. 

As I undressed for Alicia, he freed my erection from the prison of my shorts. I had a sort of surreal feeling as I watched the picture of me turning Alicia around and taking her from behind. The feeling was made even more bizarre when Adam began to suck my cock while on screen I was fucking Alicia. I remembered the thoughts I had of fucking Adam's ass while I pounded her hot cunt. I reached for his head and began to bounce my ass up and down on the sofa. He let me hold his head and fuck his face while I stared intently at the unfolding scene of rough wild sex being presented on the far wall. I saw myself cum, but did not give into the urge to repeat the orgasm in Adam's mouth. Instead I pulled him off my cock and back up onto the sofa. 

In another minute Greg and I were talking on screen as I pulled Adam's shirt off. Once I had him naked I began roughly pounding his cock in my fist again. I could feel Adam's tenseness as I watch with fascination the way I devoured Greg's cock. As my screen image drank down my young island lover's thick cum, Adam's cock erupted like a fountain spraying his seed all over my hand and his belly. Needing to fuck him, I grabbed him and pulled him to the side of the sofa. He willingly bent when I pushed him over the plush, stuffed arm of the expensive couch. I wondered how many other times the maids had to clean cum off the fabric as I watched Greg get dressed and head out of camera shot. 

I accosted the maid in the bushes as I used Adam's cum to lube his anus. I had expected, maybe even hopped he would protest what I was about to do. I knew that Adam liked to be fucked hard, but we had always used plenty of lubrication. The little bit of cum and spit I had that night would mean I would be giving him the roughest fuck I ever had. But he didn't make even the slightest protest as I dribbled spit into his ass crack. At the same time the maid sat down with me I rammed my ragging hard-on deep into his very tight ass. He cried out it in a clear mix of pain and pleasure, but did not ask me to stop. By the time I kissed the maid, I was fucking him so hard that I was banging his body into the sofa. All that remained on the screen was a deserted bench by the time I emptied my balls into his rectum. I hadn't even noticed that he had cum somewhere along the way. I was so overcome by lust that I might not have notice a bomb going off in the next room. 

I staggered away and practically fell on the floor before finding Adam's desk chair. Adam did not move, he remained bent over the arm of the sofa, panting, with my cum oozing from his red, swollen asshole. When he finally did stand and walk toward me, I could see bruises beginning to form on his torso where I had pounded his body into the sofa. I was shocked when I saw the evidence of how brutally I had fucked my mentor.

"Oh god, Adam, I am sorr.." I said as I reached for the darkening purple marks on his belly.

"Shhhhhhhh, you have no reason to apologize. Unless, you think giving me the best fuck of my life is reason to be sorry," He said and pulled me to my feet. 

We kissed as I pondered the paradox of such a strong domineering man so enjoying being brutally fucked in what almost amounted to rape in his own office. I knew that there were a lot of emotions at play in what had just happened. However, I was fairly certain that the driving forces had been rage and anger, not love. He clearly felt loved and sexually fulfilled in a way I would never understand. Impulsively, I smacked his ass hard as our lips separated. He just stared into my eyes and smiled. I saw pure joy in those sparkling dark eyes. 

"You don't have to stop there, John," He said softly.

I knew we were at place where it was possible to cross into a much wilder territory and in so doing cement an entirely new kind of relationship. I raised my hand and smacked his other buttock harder as our eyes remained locked. He made a deep contented kind of purring sound as I enjoyed the wonderful feeling of the sting radiating from my palm up my arm. I knew where we were heading and had to fight to keep my body from trembling as I contemplated how far to take the spanking I knew I was about to give Adam. 

"Don't resist you desire. Don't hold back, please, babe," He moaned.

Adam's perception is always spot on, but still each time he shows his perfect insight, I am amazed by him. I pulled my arms off of him and took hold of his hand. I led him to the far wall the way one might lead an errant child to stand in a corner. I lifted his arms up and he voluntarily placed his palms flat on the wall. He spread his legs slightly and pushed his ass back as I looked around for something to use instead of my hand. I settled on a leather sandal I had abandoned when we first came into the room. It had a thin flexible sole which seemed to me to be a perfect paddle. As I picked up the sandal, I wondered when Adam had last been paddled. I could only guess that it was when he was still an undergrad and undergoing an AOK ritual. 

I walked over to him and gently caressed the faint scars that remained on his ass from beatings given to him by his mentor, Culbertson. That made me realize that his last beating was certainly sometime after graduation as he had served Felicity's husband until the old man's death. I kissed his back and reminded him that brothers punish with love. Then I stepped back and laid the sandal against his ass hard. His cry was unmistakably joyous. I do not know how many more times I hit his ass before I dropped the leather paddle and stood admiring the red welts on his ass. He did not move when I dropped to my knees and began to kiss the searing hot flesh of his wounded ass. I felt a passion filled hunger for him and was thrilled when I reached between his legs and found his rock hard cock. 

I asked him to turn around and saw that his cock was red and puffy in addition to being erect. I knew that was due to the rough way I had handled his cock while watching the surveillance video. I planted soft kisses up and down his cock. My rough demeanor melted away as I caressed his damaged flesh with my lips. I loved every minute of what I had done to him and I was sure that he had wanted and loved it also. I knew that it would be a part of our love making from that point forward. But at least for that moment all I wanted was to give him a gentle loving blow job. As I began to suck his cock, I wondered if he had purposely maneuvered me into an aggressive, hostile posture. I was sure for a man like him asking a lover to be very rough or deliver a hard spanking would be a difficult thing, no matter how much he wanted it to happen. Once again I was awed by Adam's ability to get what he wanted without even having to make the suggestion. Suddenly, he sighed softly and his cock oozed a small amount of musky cream onto my tongue. I stood and kissed him. 

He smiled and whispered, "Thank you."

He took my hand and led me to a back staircase. Walking hand-in-hand nude up the stairs felt odd. As there were always servants around the house I assumed we would be observed in the upstairs hallway. It wasn't so much our nudity that I thought would be of concern if seen. Adam's ass bore visible signs of the spanking and his cock's puffy red condition could be easily seen even from a distance. As it turned out the stairway led directly into his bedroom suite. If Steven had not been in the room attending to something in the closet we would have gone completely unnoticed. 

I probably wouldn't have given much thought to being seen by the outwardly dispassionate and seemingly uninterested valet had Adam not told me of Steven's sexuality. I was pretty sure that he surreptitiously was checking out my exposed body while asking Adam if there was anything we needed. Again I had momentary thoughts about things I could not imagine actually doing. After being dismissed by Adam, Steven left via the same stairway we had come up. A picture of him gathering our discarded things and cleaning the cum from the office sofa nagged at the corners of my mind as we climbed into bed. Due to Adam's tender backside, I lay on my back and he lay with his face on my chest. 

He absentmindedly fondled my cock and balls as he kissed my chest and I caressed his upper back. Considering where he was touching me, there was a definite nonsexual feel in the air. It was intimate without being lascivious. I happily drifted off to sleep with his fingertips teasing my ball sack. I was enveloped by a series of happy dreams featuring Adam, Alicia, Greg, Paul Stavros and even the maid I had so foolishly kissed in the garden. In the dreams we frolicked freely in paradise. There was seemingly no work for any of us, only hedonistic pleasures. Later other faces came into focus. Faces that I could only recall without bodies I could touch. People who were no longer in my life it seemed. People like Dom, Troy, Kyle and others that I would have had to cast aside to live life freely in a tropical paradise. 

Oddly, in my dream, it had not been Adam's island we were on. Just before morning brought back my consciousness, I found myself looking down upon the island as if I was in an airplane. There were no buildings just beach and palm trees. As the plane climbed I saw a crescent moon. There was something wrong with the scene. When we went still higher my limp cock come into focuses and then my low hanging balls appeared. It seemed we had all become trapped on the tiny island that adorned my pubic area. Although the imagery bothered me, I never told anyone about the strange dream. I chose instead to suppress it and purposely did not contemplate any meaning it might have held. It was however to my dismay, a dream that returned in various ways periodically over the years. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 27



The next day was unusual to say the least. When I awoke, Adam's still body was draped over mine. I looked down his back and visually inspected his ass. The marks left by the spanking seemed far worse in the light of day. The sight made me wonder how his front side had fared. I remembered his red puffy cock and the purple marks on his torso. I gently nudged him awake. The opening of his eyes was accompanied by a wide grin. That was when I noticed his hand still cradled my cock. I had a full blown case of morning wood as I did most every day of my twenty-first year. Adam started to stroke me after saying good morning. I was content to indulge him with some early morning sex play until I saw the way he winced when he tried to move. At that point I insisted that he let me inspect the damage I had done.

He begrudgingly crawled out of bed and stood in front of me as I sat on the edge of the mattress. His cock though not as red as the night before was even more puffy. The black and purple marks on his torso made it look a bit like he had fallen off a cliff. I leaned forward and kissed the nastiest looking of the bruises and started to apologize. He cut me off, insisting that he had never had a happier morning after. Then he turned to let me inspect his ass. It was by no means the worst I had seen. The AOK boys knew how to give a spanking. My own ass had been in far worse shape a couple of times. Still, the idea that I had made the marks while in the middle of love making gave me pause.

"John, I wanted it and enjoyed it as much as you did. There is no reason to feel shame," He said softly as I ran my fingertips over his bruised and swollen ass cheeks. 

I wondered again how he could be so smart and perceptive. Any shame I might have felt melted away. I was happy and glad we did what we did. Somehow I knew that it wasn't going to be the last morning I found myself looking at or was it admiring my handiwork on his body. When he turned back around, I suggested he should have a doctor take a look. He assured me that he was fine. 

"Only thing, babe, after a night like that, I am going to be out of commission for a day or two. 

Suddenly feeling frisky, I shot back, "Just because you dick don't work, doesn't mean you mouth is broken, lover."

It was just the beginning of testing the boundaries of our sexual relationship. I soon learned that as long as the timing was right there was virtually nothing I could ask of him that he would not happily indulge. 

"Do you want me on my knees, John?" He asked while grinning wickedly at me.

"Maybe later. Right now I think we need to hit the shower."

"Good, idea. We really should get together with Alicia's family and formalize your engagement. Only thing is, we need to find a place for the meeting where my remaining standing won't seem odd."

Though he had said it casually, truly conveying that it wasn't a big deal to him, I thought all through our shower about what I had done. It went beyond domination. There was a brutality to it that I only saw after the fact. While in the throws of the passionate action it had not occurred to me that it was any different than any other time I had been dominant sexually. Seeing the aftermath told me that it was indeed very different. Even harder to fathom at that time as Adam and I silently shared a shower was the certainty that I would want to do it again. I think that was the first shower I took with Adam where we didn't wash each other. I supposed that he was as lost in his thoughts as I was in mine. When we got out of the shower I watched his ginger movements as he dried himself while trying not to strain any sore spots. I couldn't help but wonder if the whole thing were part of an elaborate plan to make me a more brutal ruthless person in general. 

Adam's perceptive nature must have kicked in again. He dropped his towel and just stood there naked, exposed, watching me. I knew his eyes were on me like the rays of some alien eyes in a cheap fifties sci-fi movie. But I just continued drying off letting him look at me. Then I dropped my own towel and stood naked and exposed for him.

"God, you are gorgeous," He sighed in a low seductive tone. "John, I have to make you understand something. I tried to tell you this already, but I don't think your mind will let you believe it. I wanted every second of what happened last night. Hell, I worked to engineer most of it. You give me something I haven't had in a long time. I need it more than you could know. I think you need it too. Fuck, I am so happy that I found you."

I walked over to him. I had no idea what I was going to do. Something took control of me as if I was on autopilot. I kissed his lips and then ordered him to his knees. He smiled at me. Then he held onto my body as he carefully went down on his knees. 

"You really want this, Adam?" I asked giving him one last chance to back out.

He nodded and cast his eyes down at my feet. My heart was racing as I prepared to enter a strange new world.

"Then show me, show me that you want to be my slut!" I demanded.

He kissed my balls softly and then took my nearly flaccid cock into his mouth. He teased me to full arousal with his lips and tongue. He sucked my erection with unbridled enthusiasm. When I felt my balls tightening I pulled back and grabbed my cock. Adam sat motionless with his mouth open and his tongue out as I jerked off inches from his face. He had a joyous look in his eyes as he tried to catch my spurting cum on his out stretched tongue. When I was done I wiped the last drops on his cheek. As I stood over him panting he asked me if I was convinced of his sincerity. All I could do was look down at him and smile. 

The rest of the day was less dramatic than the morning had been but no less surprising. Adam arranged for the engagement meeting to be on a beach. Alicia's entire family joined Adam and me on the same pristine secluded beach where I had fucked Alicia the morning after my return to the island. It was an odd experience standing talking to her parents about the life we would make together on almost the exact spot where she had licked my cock clean a day earlier. From the look on Alicia's face I was sure she was having similar feelings. None of her family had any objection to the engagement and Alicia's parents were very pleased when Adam explained the advantages to her parents of being my futures. He all but told them that I was the heir apparent to be boss of the island. All was well until Alicia's father asked me to walk with him. A million scenarios went though my head as I considered walking off alone with my future father-in-law.

"Father, is that really necessary. He is not of the island," Gregory said in protest of his father's invitation.

Greg's protest and Alicia and her mother's concerned looks added to my own unease over a private meeting with Duarte Ortiz, whose name I had just learned. I was glad for the formal introduction as I was too embarrassed to ask either his first name or the family name of my intended bride. 

"Boy, do not question me! I am aware he is not of the island. But he has asked to be joined to an island girl. I see no reason that our traditions should be disregarded," The older man said with a fiery passion in his tone.

I glanced toward Adam hoping to get a clue about what was about to transpire. But he seemed to be as lost as I was.

"Sir, you, of course aren't bound by our ways. I only hoped that you might grant me this small concession so that I can tell my people proudly that I have consented to your marrying my daughter."

"I am honored that you wish to treat me as you would an islander that sought to marry your precious Alicia. I will be happy to walk with you, if you will do me one small favor and call me John. In my tradition, ones father does not address one as sir."

"Of course, you are right John. We shall be family and it is proper that formality be set aside."

"Then let us walk, Duarte."

As we walked silently along a path that twisted and disappeared into the tropical vegetation, I contemplated my host's heritage. I was fairly certain the name he bore was Portuguese. I surmised that at least one of his ancestors must have been a pirate. That set my mind to wandering off into romantic thoughts. I envisioned a rather ruthless pirate seducing and eventually marrying the daughter of indentured servants. My fantasy was interrupted when we stepped into a small clearing that looked as if it was prepared for some sort of ritual ceremony. There was a circle of logs that were planed down to make seats. In the middle was a fire pit. I hoped that whatever was about to occur didn't include a fire being lit as it was well over 90 degrees that day.

"John, this is a special place to the islanders. Normally, an outsider would not be invited here. But you have expressed a desire to become a part of us in a way. My daughter will always be of the island. I hope with all my being that her children too will be of the island. Since it will be your seed that makes those children, it is fitting that you come to this place as all men of the island come here with their bride's fathers."

My pirate fantasy had kept my mind from thinking of what might be in store. But standing there in what was clearly a special place to Duarte and his people hearing those words caused my fears to flood my thoughts. 

"Come sit with me," He said as he moved toward the circle of logs.

We took our places opposite each other and he began to talk. He told me a bit of family history. He spoke of the joy his Alicia had brought to his life and the anticipation he felt about seeing the children she would bear. He finished by telling me that he was filled with prided that I had chosen her. 

"John, Alicia will serve you well. She will do anything you require to make you happy. I am sure you already know of her sexual skills. She was trained to please men so I am sure that you will always find great pleasure fucking her."

I am sure my facial expression betrayed my surprise at his blunt pronouncement of his daughter being a good fuck. But that surprise was nothing compared to his next words.

"Our people have strong traditions. One of those makes it a father's responsibility to be sure that his future son is likely to be able to perform his duties and make grandchildren. This tradition demands that I inspect you before your engagement is announced. Will you allow me to inspect you?"

I wasn't really sure what I was agreeing to, but I quickly said that I would adhere to his people's traditions.

"John, I know that your people are far more modest than those of the island. So I know this may be difficult for you, but you must be nude for the inspection." 

He had me stand and undress completely. 

"John, are all the men in your family so large," He said as he began to fondle my genitals.

"I can not really say. I have seen my father unclothed only briefly and he was of course not aroused at the time. I have not seen any other men in my family naked. But it is my experience that I am only a little larger than average in my society."

He had a puzzled look on his face as my cock grew in his hand. I wasn't sure which was more puzzling to him; the idea that I hadn't seen the men of my family naked or that my cock was not unusually large. Despite my conscious desire not to have sex with Duarte, my cock quickly became fully erect under his surprisingly gentle touch.

"It seems clear that you will give much pleasure to my daughter with your impressive cock, John. While a woman's pleasure is important to her fertility a large cock does not speak to the quality of your seed. I need to milk your seed so that I can judge your potency."

He told me to spread my legs as he moved to my side. Then he took a small pouch like object and placed it over the end of my cock. As he began to stroke my cock with his hand he worked a finger into my ass. The scene itself had a very clinical feel. That was until he found my prostate. He was an expert at manipulating a man's inner button. I began to gasp and moan. With each second I could feel my orgasm coming like an out of control train. As I enjoyed his ministrations, I imagined what it would be like to be in my position if I were a straight man who had proposed to an island girl. I assumed that it had not occurred to Duarte that a man might object to being brought to orgasm that way. Those thoughts disappeared when a powerful orgasm ripped through my body. Alicia's father pulled his finger out of my ass and wrapped an arm around me to steady my convulsing body. I hoped that we were far enough away from the beach so that Alicia could not hear the passionate cries I let out when her father brought me to orgasm.

When I was finished, he took the pouch off the end of my dick and opened it revealing what for me was a small puddle of cum. I decided that it was fortunate that I was a big ejaculator since I had cum so recently with Adam. 

"When did you last spill your seed, John?" He asked like a mechanic might ask when you last changed the oil in your car.

"A few hours ago. I hope that is not a problem."

"No, your output is very impressive considering you ejaculated so recently," He said as he dipped his pinky into the small pool. 

He brought his finger to his lips and then slipped his tongue out to taste my cum. He looked a little like he was testing the purity of a batch of drugs he was about to buy. He smiled and sucked the rest from his finger. Then he took the little pouch with my remaining cum and tossed it into the fire pit. He extracted another similar pouch from his pocket and tossed it into the fire pit. After that he said some words in a language I did not recognize. It was years later that I learned the words were bastardized from several different languages. It was essentially a made up chant that islanders learn as children. I was one of the few outsiders to ever hear those words spoken. Up to that point even Adam had not heard the ritual words said. He took another pouch from his pocket. 

This one was larger than the one containing my cum and was made of a bright red calico fabric that reminded me of a cowboy's neckerchief. He laid open the cloth on top of the two small pouches revealing the contents to be a ball of blackened fibers. It most closely resembled a tangle of burnt hair. While he was laying the odd looking ball on the fire pit he never once looked toward me. He just kept chanting. He suddenly went silent and picked up a rock. When he struck the rock on the fire ring, the resulting spark ignited the ball of fibers. In an instant the circle was ablaze. He turned toward me as he spoke.

"The fire consumes our seed and turns it to smoke. That smoke in turn journeys toward the heavens. As it does so the essence of our seed entwines and becomes one. Our families are now joined. When your seed travels into my daughter's body the future of both our families will be planted in her womb. You and I are now of but a single family. From today until the end of time you are my son as truly as if you were the issue of my own loins."

Then he gathered me into his arms and embraced me. I felt stranger than I could ever remember feeling standing there naked being held tight to his fully clothed body. Still it was clear that he was bestowing on me a great honor. It was also clear that as I knew had happened all over the Caribbean that many traditions had merged to form totally unique and somewhat primitive cultural customs. He released me and declared that it was time to return to the others. I thanked him for the honor as he watched me dress. Though his gaze was intent, he seemed dispassionate and there was no sign of lust. I quickly decided that I did not like having my body viewed with such indifference. Though I had no interest in him sexually, it seemed almost insulting that he was uninterested in me given the sexual nature of the islanders. Then I remembered the words he had just spoken. If he believed them literally as it seemed likely he did, then his having sexual desire toward me would amount to incest.

As we walked back toward the beach, he informed me that the next day was a holiday of sorts on the island. There would be no work. There were rituals to attend, one of which was the convocation of man. It seemed that the adult men, both married and betrothed, celebrated a special ritual apart from the unattached males and the women. He asked that I join the men at midday on the same beach where I had become engaged to Alicia. As I was sure that he was doing me another great honor, I could not turn him down despite the fears I had of what might transpire at such a gathering. It wasn't that I really objected to the idea of an all out male orgy, but I had hoped to avoid becoming too involved in the islanders sexual practices. I thought that marrying Alicia while carrying on a relationship with her brother was complicated enough. Joining in on the sexual escapades of the islanders seemed like a bad idea. Of course I only had my imagination to go on and really didn't know if sex would be involved.

When we got back to the beach, Alicia, her mother and two brothers were waiting for us. Adam had gone. It was Alicia's mother that explained that he had business to attend to and was sorry to leave without saying goodbye. The family said quick goodbyes and left me alone with my fiancée. As we watched them walk away I wondered if I was expected to fuck Alicia to cement our engagement. I wasn't sure I was up to it after my morning with Adam and her father's milking me of more cum.

When they were out of ear shot she asked, "Are you ok, John?"

I wondered if she knew what had transpired between her father and me. Somehow, her knowing what her father did to me increased my embarrassment over the situation.

"Yes, of course, why?" I replied as nonchalantly as I could.

"I just wanted to make sure you weren't upset about the ritual."

"Alicia, do you know what happened out there?"

"I do not know the details. I probably should not know anything of it, but girls talk, mostly rumor of course. Also, Greg tells me things he probably shouldn't. It is one of the male rituals that girls are not taught about. I know that it involves my father handling your cock. I know that was probably uncomfortable for you."

"I am ok. I am honored that your father shared the ritual with me since I am not of the island."

"Greg doesn't think you should have been made to participate. He knows much about the ways of your country and thinks such things are shameful to you."

"It is ok, but can I ask what you know of the convocation of man ceremony?"

"My father is taking you to that also!" She squealed.

"Alicia, why does that bother you?"

"I am just surprised since you're not of the island. You won't know what to do."

"You can help me. Tell me what happens there, please."

"I can't; I don't know what the men do there."

"But you said that girls share rumors."

"Not about the convocation. A betrothed young male occasional tells his fiancée about the bonding ceremony and that becomes the source of the rumors. But no men speak of the convocation to women. It is the highest of the rituals. The women have a similar ritual held on a different holiday."

"Then I should speak with Greg."

"He may know something of the ritual, but this is his first convocation also."

"I guess it doesn't really matter since I am going regardless of the nature of the ceremony. But it would be nice to have some idea of what to expect."

"I will tell Greg that you need to talk to him. He will find you later. I should get home now. I am sorry, but we are not supposed to fuck today. It is a day to reflect on our desire for each other."

I wondered if the real reason sex was prohibited was the milking the prospective groom is given. I didn't matter. Though I would have liked to have made love to her later that day, there were other prospects for sex. I figured if Greg and I had a private chat we might well end up having sex. Over her objection I walked her back to her cottage. I was surprised that she initiated a semipublic goodbye kiss. I guess my surprise showed because she explained that limited public affection was expected of engaged couples. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 27



I chose to take the long way back to the house via the docks. I knew the yacht was still moored there and hoped to catch Hector. I thought since he was not born on the island but had immigrated so to speak he might have some insight for me about the ceremony I would be attending. When I got to the docks the yacht appeared to be deserted. I decided to take a chance that he was somewhere out of sight. Below deck all I found were a couple of stewards who I was fairly certain were in the middle of fucking when they heard me in the crew passageway. When their cabin door opened I was greeted by a thirty-something well built Asian man who wore only boxers that did little to hide his erect cock. Looking past him I could see another man who I assumed was pretending to be asleep in the far bunk. He hadn't bothered to cover his tight little bare ass. 

"I am sorry if I disturbed you. I was looking for Hector," I said pretending not to notice the steward's impressive hard-on. 

"No disturbance, Sir. I believe Hector may be topside. He often likes to catch some sun this time of day. If not he may be off visiting his family as it is not a duty day." He said followed by what I was certain was a slightly evil grin.

I thanked him and headed for the top most deck which I knew had a secluded sunning area. As I climbed up the several stairways and ladders, I contemplated the new information that Hector had a family on the island. I knew that he had become of the island and was fairly certain that he and Greg had some kind of a regular thing going. But having a family would seem to indicate that he was married to an island woman; unless he had moved his parents to the island which didn't seem likely. All thoughts vanished when I spotted Hector sleeping nude in a deck chair. He was on his back and his cock stood erect like a phallic flag pole waiting for the colors to be hoisted. 

As I stood there admiring his very desirable body I saw the expression on his face change and contort in a way that told me he was enjoying an erotic dream. I considered remaining there watching him to see if the dream might become a wet dream. The idea of watching a man ejaculate all over himself with only dreams for stimulation put fascinating images in my mind. But I really wanted to talk to him. I went back to the top of the ladder and made some noise as if I had clumsily climbed onto the deck. Hector jumped and turned in my direction as his eyes flew open.

"Oh, Sir, I am sorry. I did not expect anyone aboard today. I was told we would be off." He stammered.

"Relax, Hector," I interrupted. "I am here for a social visit."

I noticed that he had not made any attempt to hide his nakedness or his arousal.

"How nice. Would you like to go below or play here?"

I realized I had used the wrong words and given him the impression I wanted to fuck. I had no objection to taking care of his beautiful cock but I wanted him to know I had not come just to fuck him. 

"I would be happy to go into a cabin and fuck, but I didn't come here for sex. I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Do you want to fuck first, or talk first, John?" He asked as he stood up and started walking toward me.

"Let's go inside and see how things go," I replied unsure of what I wanted more.

He led me down the ladder without bothering to put his shorts back on. We made our way to the guest cabin I had used on my first trip to the island. He assured me that it would be ok since I was a guest. I didn't really care at that point as I was nearly salivating over his dark delicious looking cock. I sat down on the bed and pulled him to me. As I massaged his taut ass cheeks, I began hungrily licking his meat. His skin was extra salty which I assumed was from sweating in the sun. After licking all over his cock I moved my lips to his balls. He spread his legs a bit to give me better access as I started licking his smooth sack. I was surprised that he shaved his balls since his pubic hair was completely ungroomed. I inhaled deeply taking in his essence as I licked the salt from his smooth scrotum. 

As I sucked on his balls I teased his cock head with my thumb by pushing his tightened foreskin on and off the tip of his twitching cock. He was oozing so much precum it could be mistaken for actual semen. I was overwhelmed by the desire to taste the clear sticky liquid I knew covered his glans and coated the inside of his foreskin. I moved my lips to his cock and slid them up his veiny shaft. When I reached his cock head, I slipped my tongue out and ran it between his foreskin and spongy mushroom. His precum was as sweet as I had hoped it would be. I licked his cock head and teased his cum slit savoring the sweetness of his abundant pre-ejaculatory fluid. After awhile I began to run my lips up and down his steely shaft; teasing the underside of his twitching prick with my tongue. I took every bit of him into my mouth and down my throat over and over again. The slurping sounds I was making mixed with his excited moaning, filling the room with an erotic duet. Suddenly he screamed and his cock jerked in my mouth forcing me to back off. His cock erupted sending a torrent of thick cum onto my tongue and down my throat. His cum volume was so heavy that I had to fight off a gag to continue swallowing. As his seed warmed my belly, I couldn't believe his cock was still oozing life giving goo. There was no question that was the most cum I had ever drank from a single cock. 

When he was finally finished, he pulled his cock from my mouth, took my face gently in his hands and bent down to kiss me. As his tongue danced around my mouth, I knew he could taste what remained of his seed between my lips and gums. He smiled broadly when he pulled his lips from my mouth.

"Fuck," He gasped. "Do all American boys suck cock like that?"

I had no answer for him and I doubt he expected one.

"So, what can I do to repay you for that amazing blow job?" He continued.

"We can think of something in a few I am sure. But first, I would like it if you sat with me and talked."

"Anything you want, John," He said as he plopped down right next to me. 

Unable to resist, I kissed him again before I started asking questions.

"Hector, I am a bit confused about something. When I was below deck in the crew area looking for you, one of the stewards told me that you might be with your family. Are you married?"

"Yes, I married a girl from the island. Does it make a difference to you that I have a wife?"

"Oh no, not as far as you and I fucking if that is what you mean. But I am curious about a couple of things. If you have a wife and family, why would you be on the upper deck sunning in the nude on your day off and if you are truly of the island now, how is it that you are having sex with men in what has to be your first five years of marriage."

"Well, it is my second year of marriage and she is pregnant with our second child. We only got married because I got her pregnant. I like her well enough, but in truth, I like men better. Now that I have made her pregnant twice no one expects me to abstain from being with others. As you may have noticed I produce a lot of cum. It seems to be as potent as it is plentiful. Oh and I was on the boat today because she wanted some privacy to entertain some female friends."

"Oh I see. I was told about pregnant women pleasuring each other in the belief it produces healthier babies. I can not believe that you became of the island because you got one of the girls pregnant though."

"No, that is something I would have done anyway. That I had one who was willing to marry me and not expect me to restrict myself made it easier is all. All island men marry eventually. So to be of the island meant I would have to take a wife. But while I enjoy fucking women, men are my passion, John."

I smiled at him as I brought up the subject of the convocation. 

"So as I married man, you will be at the holiday celebration tomorrow?"

"You know of the convocation?"

"Yes, I became engaged to Alicia today. Her father invited me to join the ceremony."

"Congratulations, she is beautiful and sexy. I have tried to fuck her myself with no luck."

"But you have had much success with her brother."

"Greg and I have been close since my first visit to the island, John. Wait, if Duarte invited you to join us tomorrow you must have had the bonding." 

"Yes and I must admit, I found some it very unusual."

"It is fucking bizarre, John. Good thing you don't mind having a man make you cum," He replied laughing.

"Yeah, well, it wasn't exactly something I want to do again. So should I be prepared for more stuff like that tomorrow?"

"Yes and no. I am pretty sure Duarte will never touch you again. Unless of course he has some kind of son fetish. I have never seen him show any sexual interest in other men. But he could just be keeping it secret."

I realized that talking to Hector was a good choice. Even though he had chosen to become of the island, he was not really an islander. He was open and plain spoken with me which I was sure Greg would not have been able to manage.

"Does that mean that I might be expected to have sex with other men there?"

"The ritual itself is not really a sexual experience," He continued. "We will get naked together and dance and chant and generally cavort on the beach and in the water in what I am sure you will find to be a very primitive way. The touching and rubbing together of nude bodies tends to cause arousal in most of the men anyway. But island men would never be comfortable engaging in a large group orgy. However, it is obvious that as the ceremony comes to an end, many couples and small groups go off to relieve the need. I would say in general that new pairings would not be the norm. So it would be strange for you to find yourself being pursued by anyone you had not already played with."

"So, I could just come back to the house alone afterwards?"

"Of course, that would always be an option. Or you could join, Greg and me for some after convocation play. Since you have fucked both of us that would not be unusual."

"You know about me being with Greg?"

"He was so excited there was no way that he could keep that to himself. Besides we are very close. I am closer to him than I am to my wife."

"Are you two in love, Hector?"

"As much as I ever will be with anyone and I am sure that he loves me."

"It seems that he does not much enjoy fucking women. Why is he marrying?"

"Because, there is no way for an island man to remain single."

"He had opportunity. He could have left the island and lived where he could be true to his desires."

"You think it would be easy for him to simply go off to your country or mine and live as a homosexual? I do not think he could any more leave this island than he could give up breathing. As for admitting having feelings for a man or even that he prefers gay sex that would be even more impossible."

I suddenly felt very bad for Greg.

"That is very sad Hector."

"It isn't so bad. He will get married and father a few children. He may even learn to like fucking his wife along the way. If not he will pretend and she will seek sexual pleasure with others. He will have me as well as a number of other male playmates. He is popular with some of the older married men already. Trust me he will have a happy life." 

"I will have to trust you, though I am not sure I believe it completely."

"What about you, John? You are choosing to marry an island girl, which I suppose means you plan to live somewhat within the structure island culture demands of married couples. I don't see you giving up fucking men."

"Alicia and I talked and she understands my needs. She accepts that I am not of the island and therefore will not follow the traditions strictly. She is certain that as long as she is happy and I give her children, the islanders will not have any issues with my activities."

"The women here make very good wives, John. But I must caution you about being too open regarding the liaisons you have with men and even other women especially during the first five years. This is a tolerant society, but they practice a kind of discretion that is hard to explain."

"Hector, you have traveled a lot, so you know that men with our tastes must practice discretion everywhere."

"True."

"Now speaking of fucking men, I seem to have a very uncomfortable lump in my pants that needs attention."

He smiled as I stood up and took off my pants. I stood in front of him fully erect caressing the back of his head.

"I hope you marrying Alicia means that you will be around a lot. I love Greg, but he like almost all the island men has one shortcoming," Hector said as he began to gently fondle my balls. "I hope you are going to put this sweet hunk of meat in my cunt, John."

He didn't have to elaborate on the islanders' shortcomings. I knew well that he was referring to cock size. I found it interesting that with Greg on the video it seemed that Hector was an aggressive top when I was pretty sure, he was more of a bottom and one that enjoy being fucked by a well endowed man. While Hector had a long cock by island standards, it was slim and not as long as mine. As he began to suck my twitching cock, I reflected on Hector's needs and assumed that he found the big cocks he wanted in his ass while traveling. As the pleasure of his expert cock sucking filled my being, I wondered if Greg, who I was sure was a timid bottom ever fucked Hector. My thoughts combined with Hector's talented lips and tongue soon had me in desperate need. I grabbed Hector's shoulders and pulled him to his feet. I kissed him hard, clearly conveying my desire to take him. 

"Is there any lubricant in this cabin," I panted between sloppy kisses.

He managed to pull away from my embrace and tell me that he would get it from the head. He went to the cabin's small bathroom and quickly returned with a tube of personal lubricant. I gave him another hard kiss and then turned him around. It only took a small nudge in his back to get him to bend over the bed. I opened the tube and shoved it into his asshole. With my free hand I massaged his firm, well toned, brown buttock as injected the slippery goo into his rectum. He squealed when I dropped the tube and quickly shoved two fingers deep into his body. He didn't seem to need any preparation so I pulled my fingers out and guided my throbbing cock to his well greased sphincter. Once my cock head slipped passed his anal rim the rest of my cock slid easily inside his body. 

"Oh fuck, yes. Give me that beautiful cock," He moaned as he pushed back while wriggling his ass against me. 

We ground our bodies together for a few minutes before I began to hump him. He was so wide open I wondered if he had already been fucked that day. It didn't matter. All that mattered to me at that moment was continuing to ram my cock in and out of his wonderful male pussy. Despite my excessive arousal and his nearly perfect ass, it took a long time to reach my third orgasm of the day. At some point I felt his body shudder under me indicating that he had cum, but I just kept on riding his ass. When I finally did cum, there was a little ejaculate to go along with my blinding climax. My climax was so intense that I didn't notice that we had been joined by another person. When I pulled away and stumbled toward the bed, I saw Captain Stavros standing near the cabin door obviously entranced by the action.

"Well, Hector, I see that you have been entertaining our guest well," He said in an official sounding tone. 

I just sat there wide eyed as Hector tried to scramble to his feet.

"Don't move!" Paul barked as he began to shed his clothes.

I could see that Hector was trembling, but I didn't know if it was out of fear or excitement. I knew from previous experience that Paul's cock was about the same length as Hector's only thicker. I imagined as Paul freed his already hard dick and stepped toward the bed that it wasn't going to be the first time Hector had his captain's cock in his ass. If I hadn't been spent and still recovering from my intense orgasm, I probably would have gone for a taste of the Greek's dick before watching him fuck the cabin boy. But there was no preliminary activity for the captain. He simply grabbed Hector's hips and shoved his cock deep into his underling's ass. The captain road the cabin boy hard similar to the way Adam demanded that I fuck him. It wasn't long before I saw Hector's body convulse indicating that he was having a third orgasm in the space of just over an hour. A minute later Paul cried out as his cock exploded inside Hector's well fucked ass. After the first spurt, Paul pulled his still jerking cock out of Hector's body. He jerked his dick and sprayed four more ribbons of cum onto Hector's back. After wiping his cock on Hector's butt cheek, Paul began to get dressed.

"Nice to see you again, Sir," Paul said with a wide a grin. "Hector, make sure this room is cleaned up when you are done."

"Wait, Paul, I would like to speak to you," I said as I jumped up and began to gather my clothes.

"Of course, I need to get up to the house soon. I have an appointment with the boss. But we could talk as we walk up."

I thanked Hector for the nice time, got dressed and left with Paul. Hector was still lying on the bed naked, basking in the afterglow with a huge smile on his face. 

"What can I do for you, Sir?" Paul asked as we made our way down the gangplank.

"Nothing really. I was just curious if you know much about Hector and his private life. Oh and call me John, please."

"Sorry, John, like I said old habits die hard. As for Hector, a couple of years ago he knocked up this sweet island girl and they decided to make it legit. Fuck that girl can suck cock! Anyway, it seemed the easy solution. He had already pretty much embraced the island life so it was no hardship to become one to them. Seems he has planted a second kid in her belly now."

"What about you, Paul, have you embraced the island life?"

"Fuck no! Don't get me wrong, I take full advantage of their promiscuity. But if I knock one of them up, no way I am going to move her into the cottage and commence fertilizing the little slut. I like my freedom and I can do without all the bull that goes with being of the island."

"Hector doesn't seem to have lost any freedom. I don't think he takes the marriage all that seriously." 

"He takes it about as seriously as any man on the island does. Now if you are referring to still getting cock, well the fact is and I am sure he would tell you this too, he likes dick better than cunt. But he is much more careful now and definitely won't do anything to shame his wife. What the hell you so interested in Hector and his private life for anyway? You can't be thinking of him as more than just a fuck."

"Paul, I am not the type of guy that treats anyone as just a fuck. But no I am not interested in him romantically or anything. My interest is because I just got engaged to an island girl."

"Shit, I will be fucked! You, the fucking boy wonder prince fucking charming, big stud on campus is going to marry one of these hot numbers?"

"Careful, Captain Stavros, don't say anything that I might find insulting."

"Never, Sir, er John. If marrying one of the local beauties makes you happy great. I don't know you that well, but I can't see you settling down to a life on the island."

"I don't plan to, Paul. That is why I wanted to know about Hector and his wife. He travels, seems to get plenty outside the marriage and is making it work. Thought knowing a bit about his life might help me make it work."

"Not sure what else I can tell you. Did you get one of them pregnant too?"

"No, I did something more foolish. I fell in love with one of them."





They Are A-OK Ch. 28



The next morning Adam told me that he preferred to say goodbye in the house and left me to make my own way to the helipad.  One of the staff had already taken my small bag out to be loaded.  Most of the things I had on the island were island clothes that I did not need to take back home.  Just as I reached the front door, Alicia’s mother came running up to me.  As she bear hugged me she whispered in my ear.

“We are so happy you have chosen our daughter to be your wife.  My husband and I always supported her decisions, but you have made a better life possible for her.  Though she doesn’t fully understand what you are doing for her, she is very happy.  I promise she will be a very good wife to you.  If ever she displeases you, my husband wants you to know that he will stand behind any action you take.   If punishment of your wife is against your tradition, all that you need do is speak to Duarte or me and we will see that she is corrected.”

She kissed my cheek before releasing me from her embrace.

“Thank you Carmela, I am also very happy to be joining your family.  I do not think it will be necessary for you or your husband to correct Alicia.  I am sure she will be a good wife.”

“As am I, but I wanted you to know we are fully supportive of the marriage.  You will find that island women have a natural tendency to fail their husbands in small ways.  It is part of how we reinforce our husband’s manhood.  It gives them reason to assert their dominance.”

“Don’t worry, Carmela, if Alicia demonstrates a need for correction, I can handle the situation.”

She smiled and I gave her a chaste kiss on the cheek.  As I walked along the path to the helipad I was suddenly disappointed that Alicia had not come to say goodbye.  However, when I reached the helipad, I was very pleased to see that Greg had come to see me off.  He explained that Alicia had wanted to come, but such a thing was not permitted.  I found that very odd.  He further explained that once an island woman was betrothed it was considered wrong to seek out her fiancée.  It was the man who had the right to say when they saw each other.  I told him to tell her that I was unaware of the custom and sorry I had not sent for her.  Then I hugged him before getting on the helicopter.

The flight home was predictably boring. On top of that, since I was surprising my parents, I had to take a bus from the airport to my hometown.  It was a long ride added to the long flight.  I decided the look of happiness on my mom’s face when she opened the front door was worth all of the discomfort of the long trip.  That night during dinner I told my parents about Alicia.  It was a difficult evening of explaining, but in the end I was pretty sure they were happy that I had found someone that I loved.  I think they were even happier that the wedding wouldn’t’ be for at least a year.  The truth was I hadn’t really thought about a time frame.  When to get married seemed almost irrelevant on the island.  Long engagements were the norm.

“So when do we get to meet our new daughter?” My mom asked after I was done explaining who she was and how we met.

I told her that I wouldn’t be seeing Alicia until winter break and suggested that I bring her home for Christmas.  My parents seemed thrilled at the prospect of having company for the holidays.  I wasn’t sure how Alicia was going to feel about the news.  I almost laughed when my father took me aside and asked about my ability to control my natural urges and remain faithful during my separation from my girlfriend.  It was the first time we had had a talk about anything sex related since my last birds and bees talk when I was fourteen.  I assured him that both Alicia and I would handle the separation just fine.  I think my biggest regret in life is having to keep a part of my life secret from my parents.  They have always been completely supportive of me and my decisions.  However, there are some things I am sure they could not have understood or accepted.  

The next day I looked up my friend, Doug.  He looked almost as happy as my mother did to see me standing outside his door.  We wasted very little time in getting from his living room to his bedroom and even less getting our clothes off.  As soon as I was naked he was on his knees sucking my cock as enthusiastically as a man with a several day thirst gulps water.  As I caressed his head while enjoying his attentions, I realized a truth that it would take him years to accept.  In his case marriage was a mistake.  There was no doubt in my mind that Doug was gay.  He had told me as much the previous year.  I knew that getting married would not change him.  I wanted to tell him that homosexuality was not something that could be cured. But I was certain that he would only deny anything I said if I tried to tell him my feelings. So I resolved to leave the issue alone.

Instead, I pulled him to his feet and kissed him deeply while our naked flesh pressed together.  I could feel his hot warm cock on my upper thigh as my cock pressed into his lower abdomen.  I could also feel the heat of his passion and the pent up need he had for gay sex.   I pushed him gently backwards toward the bed.  Our lips remained locked until the back of his legs came in contact with the mattress and he fell onto the bed.   As he lay there with his feet dangling above the floor I dropped down between his legs.  I knew that it might be his last time with a guy, at least for awhile and wanted to give him a great time.     

I spread his legs and began to nuzzle and kiss his thighs.   He giggled and squealed happily as my lips and tongue teased his soft tingling flesh.  I wanted to keep teasing him, but I couldn’t resist the allure of his ball sack.  His cum laden balls were like a magnet pulling my mouth ever closer.  His moans added to my desire.  By the time my lips reached his smooth scrotum I was practically drooling.  I kissed his sack and then began to lick his heavy balls as he began to squirm on the bed.  

“Oh fuck, John, jesus, oh yes,” He gasped as I sucked on his nuts.

As I continued working his sweet nuts with my lips and tongue his cock rubbed against my forhead and left a sticky trail of precum.  Again, I was compelled to move on.  I wanted to taste the sweet, slippery elixir that was flowing from his hot cock.  I licked my way up his twitching tool as he continued moaning and exclaiming how good he felt.  I was glad we were alone in the house when I licked the precum form his cock head.  

“Fuck, yes!  Oh my god, you are the best! Damn suck me please,” He cried out.

I engulfed his dick, sliding my lips down his hard shaft until I could feel his balls touching my chin and his pubic hair tickled my nose.  Knowing he was close and aching for release I furiously worked my lips up and down his throbbing cock.  

“God, I am gonna fucking, oh shit yes c c c cum!” He screamed as his cock erupted in my mouth.

Though I tried hard his load was so big I couldn’t swallow it all.  A small amount seeped out between my lips and his red hot cock as the majority of his essence slid down my throat.  I could feel the warmth of his seed in my belly as I milked the last of his load from his slowly deflating cock.  Then I kissed my way up his body and joined him in the bed.  We lay there, with me caressing him as we cuddled while he enjoyed the afterglow of his orgasm.  Then he did for me what I had done for him.  He was so much better at sucking cock than he had been previously; I asked him if he had been practicing as we cuddled up after my orgasm.

“Yeah, I have.  I didn’t want to get married without having some more guy sex.  Since you weren’t around, I actually went looking for someone else.  I had heard about this gay bar over in Bennet.”

“You went to a gay bar?” I asked incredulously.   

“Yes, but t I couldn’t go through with picking up some random gay guy.  I just sat there for a little while and then split.  Luckily, I ran into someone I knew in the parking lot.”

“Who?”

“Bo Riddick.”

“From the football team?  Fuck no, he’s gay?”

Bo was one of the most popular ladies men in our local school as well as being the star running back on our team.  He had always been the poster boy for being a real man.  He was also very hot.    

“Totally.  He told me after high school that he gave up pretending to be straight. He moved to Bennet after flunking out of college and decided to be open about his sexuality.  Anyway I explained my situation and we ended up back at his apartment.  He is very patient and a good teacher.  He also has a great cock to go with that smoking body.”

My first thought was disappointment that I didn’t have time to look Bo up.  My second was wondering what the fuck Doug had told Bo.

“So what was it you explained to Bo that got you invited into his bed?” I asked boldly hoping to use the answer to steer Doug to realizing of the truth.

“You know my situation.  I am engaged and getting married soon. I like having sex with guys sometime and wanted a little summer fling before I was off the market.”

“Doug, you fucking told me that you were gay last year.  Now you go and get engaged and say you just want a last cock fling?  What the fuck is up?”

“I was wrong, man.  I’m not gay, maybe bisexual or something.  Anyway I am in love and getting married.  That is the day I will give up cock just like I am giving up other pussy forever.”

I knew I should just drop it and let him live with his ridiculous fantasy.  However, I couldn’t let my oldest friend make such a huge mistake without trying to do something.

“Shit, how the hell are you going to do that?  It is obvious that you fucking love sucking cock.”

“Honestly, I don’t know.  I am sure that giving up other women won’t be a big deal, but the idea of never being with a guy well, damn that does bother me.  I guess if I steer clear of you and Bo I will be ok.”

“Are we the only guys you ever...”

“No, there was a guy at school that I was with a few times and well since I have been seeing Bo, I got bolder.  I have had a couple of one-nighters with guys from that gay bar.”

“Holy fuck, man!  Does Bo know about that?”

“No, and before you ask, yes I felt bad about sneaking out on him.  Christ, I just needed more experiences to help figure things out.”

“Have you figured things out?”

“Not really, but I do love Kelly.  I want to get married.  Hell I want things that will be difficult to have if I am not a regular guy.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” I asked letting my growing anger show.

 “Top law firms don’t hire guys that suck cock and my chances of getting elected to do anything other than scrub toilets will be nil if anyone knows about the stuff I have done with guys.”

“I hope it works for you,” I said softly and kissed him.

My anger was mitigated by my concern over his obvious inner turmoil.  There was nothing I could do to help him.  I knew he was right about being a big shot lawyer or politician not being compatible with being gay in those days.  But I knew that there was a greater truth.  I saw no way he could ever be truly happy living such a huge lie.  As I sucked on his tiny male tit and coaxed his cock back to life with my fingers he thanked me for being suck a good friend.

“I love you, John,” He added so softly it was barely audible.

“I love you and will always be there for you.  Now shut up and suck my cock,” I replied as I flipped around and straddle his head.  

We licked and sucked each others cock and balls for a long while.  At some point he begged me to fuck him.  I decided to give him a fucking that he would remember the rest of his life.  After lubing him up with baby oil, I rammed my cock in and out of his hot asshole for nearly an hour.  I fucked him hard and deep.  He came about halfway through but I just kept ramming my cock deep inside his very willing asshole.  When I finally came inside of him he was covered in a sheen of sweat and shaking from what can only be described as multiple dry orgasms.  I lay in bed with him for a long time holding him.  After showering together we went out for pizza then returned to his house.  After another session of sucking each other off we slept in his bed with our naked bodies entwined.   

The next morning before I left he asked, “John, if I can’t make it without cock after I get married, will you be there for that too?”

I didn’t really know how to answer his question.  My gut told me that I should simply assure him that he would make it with Kelly.  However, my heart was screaming yes.  I knew I would always want him and that I would always be free to be with him.  So I said yes.   

I left that afternoon to return to school.  Even though I had decided to quit the swim team, I needed to get back to school a few days early to settle in to my new room at the AOK house and begin my duties as a council member.  Between the AOK trust and Adam my tuition was fully paid so I no longer need the swimming scholarship.  Though I knew I would miss the meets, I had no love for five am practices and being on the council meant I would be very busy.   In addition, I had learned over the summer that I was chosen to be the AOK representative to the college’s Greek board which was the student oversight body for all frats and sororities. 

Arriving at the nearly empty campus with no swim team practices to get to felt very odd.  Entering the equally quiet AOK house took odd to eerie.   Happily, I ran into Colin as I was heading up the stairs.  He grabbed my bag and helped me to my new room.  After telling me that all of my stuff had been moved from the dorm to the house, he explained that I was the first council member back.  He added that most of the pledges would be back on campus by the next day.  That was information I really didn’t need.  I knew the majority participated in team sports and would be required to be back for practices.  I guessed that there was something else on his mind however. 

“Colin, is there something I should be doing as council member that you would care to enlighten me about?” I asked trying to sound formal.

“Well, sir, it isn’t required, but I thought you might like me to have them assemble tomorrow evening for an inspection.  I believe one or two other council members will be here by then and I thought it would make a good preview for the formal opening.” He explained.

The idea of inspecting the group of sexy new pledges definitely appealed to me.  Although at that moment I was thinking of conduction a little more intimate inspection of Colin.  The thought of having so many hot young naked guys lined up and eager to do my bidding was having a definite arousing effect on me.   With only one or two other council members around we would each have a large share of the 17 brothers to be.  

“That sounds like a good idea.  How many pledges do you expect to be here?” I replied trying to keep the formal atmosphere going.

“All seventeen are due back by noon tomorrow.  However as of my last count only thirteen have checked in.  I will notify those that are here and keep you up to date on the count as additional pledges return.”

“Good, now I think that I would like to take a shower and settle in.  Will you have time to meet with me later so I can be sure that I am on track for my council duties?”

“I am available at your convenience, sir.”

 I told him to come back to my room in an hour.  After he left I stripped off my clothes and headed straight to the shower room without bothering to unpack.  The familiar feeling of walking down the hall naked was comforting.  Being alone in the large shower room however, felt very lonely.  It was a place made to be used by groups of young men; a place where I had enjoyed being naked with my sexy brothers.  As I soaped up my body I closed my eyes and thought of past visits to that room.  I saw the exciting naked bodies of many of my brothers enjoying the camaraderie of a shared shower.  I saw scenes of group sex.  I saw new pledges being fucked up against the cool tiled walls.  When I opened my eyes again, I discovered that I was not alone.   

Zack Nealon was standing in the doorway to the shower area staring at me, or more accurately my hard cock.   He was naked and fully erect also.  His hand was between his legs, clearly fondling his ball sack as he watched me.  I was sure I saw the tip of his tongue disappear into his mouth also.  I had to fight not to smile at him.  The thought of him watching me shower while playing with his balls and licking his lips was exciting.  But, I was a council member and he was a pledge that had clearly failed to greet me properly.

“See something you like Zack?”  I barked causing him to stiffen up.

“Oh shit, damn, fuck you’re just so damn hot brother John.”

“Have you forgotten everything over the summer, pledge?” I asked using my tone to convey the seriousness of the situation.

“No sir, oh god, I am sorry, greetings brother,” He said and extended his hand.

As I shook his hand I asked him to explain why he was in the shower room without escort.  Pledges did not have free use of the house.

“Well, sir, I know I have not yet been given use of brotherhood facilities, but when I arrived on campus the other day Colin said that until the first day of class the rules were relaxed.  The soccer coach had us on a ten mile run.  It ended near here.  Running with the guys had me feeling horny and I didn’t really want to go to the locker room shower and risk showing off a hard on to the whole team.  Not all of them are cool,” He explained and then stood there looking shaky.

“Since Colin gave you permission I can overlook your being here, but your failure to greet me properly is inexcusable.  How long were you watching me anyway?”

“I know I screwed up, but seeing you just, god, I guess I am just a fuck up,” He said sounding totally distraught.  “I was only watching you for a minute.  I am sorry, you are so hot and I haven’t had sex other than jerking off for like four weeks.”

“Hmmmmmm, come here!” I demanded.

He hurried over to me and I slapped his ass hard.  He smiled which pissed me off a bit, so I slapped his cock even harder.  The smile disappeared and I told him to get washed up.  I rinsed off and stood in the middle of the room watching him wash his hairy muscular body.  Neither of our cocks deflated at all.  

“Four weeks, huh; break up with your girlfriend back home?” I asked as I watched.

“No sir, I don’t have a girl at home.  Last sex I had was with a guy I have been fooling around with for years off and on.  We mostly just jerk each other off.  This summer though I was sucking him a lot and he occasionally sucked me.  He kind of freaked out when I tried to kiss him one day while we were rubbing our hard dicks together.  He still let me suck him off and even jerked me off that day, but after wouldn’t play anymore,” He explained as he rinsed the lather of his sexy body.

I couldn’t imagine anyone turning Zack down for sex.  Considering it seemed that he was willing to exchange blow jobs for hand jobs, even most straight guys would go for that deal.

“Was he the only one you have had sex with since leaving school?” I asked more out of curiosity than any need I had to know.

“No, there was a girl I used to know who I hooked up with at a party and we fucked a few times.  Oh and there were a couple other guys that I did some stuff with a couple of times.”

I could see he was getting anxious, but I was determined to make him tell me about all of his sex partners that summer.

“Tell me more about these guys,” I insisted as I took his hand and led him to the drying room.

As we dried off he began laying out the details.  The first one was a guy he knew in high school, but they hadn’t really been friends.  Somehow they ended up getting stoned one afternoon and Zack propositioned him.  The guy was happy to accept a blow job in exchange for stroking Zack off.  A few days later he gave Zack a blow job short of completion in exchange for fucking Zack’s ass.  After a few more get togethers Zack realized he was becoming the kids bitch and getting very little in return.  




They Are A-OK Ch. 28



A few days after that Zack’s family went to the beach for three weeks.  He met a guy there who was in late twenties.  They had what he related to be a hot summer affair.  The nearly thirty year old was a caring and gentle lover and the sex was equal in everyway.  Zack especially liked that the guy was heavy into kissing which he had missed with the other two guys.  He indicated that was part of why he tried to kiss his long time playmate.  

“Damn, too bad you didn’t have more time with the beach guy,” I said sympathetically as I led him back to my room.  “You know I am sure if you had asked Colin would have loved to have helped end your celibate period.”   

Thinking of Colin and him fucking reminded me of my date with the gofer.  I was much more interested in fucking Zack who I was already standing naked with in my bedroom than Colin.  There was also the matter of Zack’s punishment to deal with.

“I guess, but he didn’t request anything of me and I am not sure of the protocols regarding sex with brothers,” He said clearly uncomfortable.

“Well, I suppose he was a bit overwhelmed with opportunity the last couple of days with all the pledges checking in and all.  But that is past and what we have to deal with now is your transgression.”

“Oh, yes sir, of course.  Is there some special ritual I should know that you will be using?”

“No, but since I am expecting Colin for a meeting in about fifteen minutes, I think I will have him participate.”

Zack looked worried.  I ignored the look and picked up my telephone.  As I expected Colin answered his phone on the first ring.  I explained the situation and asked him if he could come early.  He was knocking on my door in less than two minutes.  I will never forget the curious look on his face when he saw that Zack and I were both naked.

“Greetings, brother, please join us and reveal yourself,” I said formally.  

Colin was naked so fast it was like his clothes had evaporated.

“Brother Colin, this pledge seems to have forgotten his manners over the summer.   Instead of greeting me, he chose to secretly watch me shower and gratify himself,” I said using the formal council style of speaking.

“Sir, have you decided what action to take?” Colin asked in a very proper tone.

“I am aware of some mitigating circumstances, but as I explained to the pledge they do not lessen the severity of the offense.”

“Even so sir, the brotherhood does allow for discretion especially so early in the pledge cycle.”

Colin was giving me a way out, even though I wasn’t sure I wanted one.  It was obvious that I could simply give Zack a few firm slaps on the ass and then the three of us could have fun.  However, I was inclined to make the punishment harsher.  I asked Zack to step out in the hall while I discussed the matter with Colin.  I knew that having Zack stand out in the hall naked awaiting his fate would make him uncomfortable and was in fact part of the punishment.  As soon as Zack was out of the room, Colin smiled at me.

“Did you have question about what is permissible?  As you know all things are possible, so what is done is up to you, sir.”

I didn’t really have a question.  What I had was desire.  I gathered him in my arms, pulled his body to mine and kissed him deeply.  There was no hesitation at all.  He happily accepted my tongue in his mouth.  I felt him growing hard as we kissed sloppily.  When the kiss broke he was nearly breathless.

“That was unexpected and very exciting, brother,” He panted.

“Colin, you must have known I wanted to see you to fuck,” I said calmly.

“I hoped that was the case, John, but I never assume.  Council members are very unpredictable.  You might as well have wanted to take a belt to my ass as put your cock in me,” He said with a sly smile.

“Hmmmmmm, I wonder which you would prefer.”

“In my position, I have learned to prefer what the council wants of me.  I stay happy that way.”

Had Zack not been waiting in the hall I would have pursued that thought further.  

“For now, we must deal with the pledge.  After he is back in his dorm, you will report to me and I will decide what I prefer from you,” I said as I took hold of his nearly fully erect cock.

“I am your servant, Sir,” He said as I stroked his hot cock.

It suddenly hit me how happy I was to be back amongst the brotherhood.  I had been so busy in Europe, I had not realized how much I missed the games that we played in that house.  I understood why men of all ages remained active in the brotherhood and knew I would never give it up.

“Colin, you may find the punishment I give Zack to be harsh.  For personal reasons I feel the need to be especially stringent in this case.”

 “Since I will be a witness to the punishment, may I know at least a part of the reason you feel this way?”

“Of course.  Zack and I had a bit of well a moment last spring.  It is my hope that we will have more such moments.  But I can not let anything that occurs between us privately affect his development in the brotherhood.  I would not want him to see leniency on my part in the wrong light.”    

“I understand sir.  I believe brother Brock and I may have been in a similar position.”

“By the way, you position is something I would like to talk to you about later.  I want to make sure I fully understand you position in the brotherhood.”

“Of course, sir.  I am always available and happy to share anything with you.”

“Good, please ask Zack to join us.”

When Zack came back in the room, he looked pale and was clearly shaking.

“Pledge, what are you so afraid of?  You can’t think I would truly harm you?” I asked sternly.

“May I speak openly, sir?”

When I give him permission he explained that he was not afraid of physical punishment.  He was afraid of loosing a connection he believed that we had established.  He added that he thought that his failures would diminish him in my eyes.

“Pledge, these failures are a part of the process.   I know of no pledge that has succeeded in avoiding correction.  I am not even sure that such a pledge would be a success as a brother.  As I know was explained to you, correction is a part of our life.  We chose you because we were confidant that you were worthy of our time and effort, not because we thought you would be perfect.  In doing so we assumed that you were speaking truthfully when you made your pledge and would welcome punishment as a gift from your brothers.” I said paraphrasing some passage I had read in the chronicles.    

“I am honored that you care enough to take the time to offer correction and welcome the punishment as I welcome my brother’s love.” He replied showing that he had studied well over the summer.  

Colin led him to the far wall where he was made to place his palms upon my dresser.  As he stood there with his legs slightly spread, fully exposed, awaiting his punishment, I retrieved a thick belt from my suitcase.  I laid the leather firmly upon his ass and upper thighs five or six times.  After that I had him stand and turn to face me. I used my foot to nudge his legs a little further apart.  I passed the belt between his thighs and grabbed each end.  Then I pulled it up so that the thick leather pressed into his balls.  Colin was next to me and I could almost feel his heart beating as the breath caught in his throat.  I knew that the gofer was excited and anxious at the same time.  Testicle punishment is always done with caution.  We never want to do real damage when giving pain to a guy’s balls.  I could see in Zack’s eyes that he was beginning to feel the discomfort of having his balls pressed to his body as I slowly pulled the belt tighter.  

“I give this pain so that you will never forget this day,” I said softly as I leaned forward and kissed his tightly pursed lips.  “With the pain comes my love and that of all my brothers before me.”

He winced as he responded, “I thank you for your love and caring.  I embrace the love of all brothers past and present and reaffirm my pledge.  My one desire is to learn from you and the other brothers so that I may in the future give my love as you do today.”

He had responded perfectly, which filled me with pride in his commitment.  I let the belt drop to the floor and took his cock in my hand.  As I wrapped my fingers around his fully erect phallus, I smiled and congratulated him on his excellent grasp of brotherhood lore.  He smiled back at me so broadly that his whole face seemed to light up.  That along with the sparkle in his eyes and the feel of his warm erection in my hand made me want to drop to my knees and suck his cock dry.   But I had to maintain my position.

“Brother Colin, I think that such mastery of the lore deserves a reward,” I said casually as I squeezed Zack’s cock softly.

“His does seem a bright pledge and so damn sexy to boot,” Colin let slip indicating he would be happy to provide the reward.

“Perhaps you could provide a little TLC to his sore balls,” I suggested and stepped back.  

Colin smiled at me as he dropped to his knees in front of Zack.  The very experienced senior frat boy gently lifted the pledges balls and tenderly kissed the very red scrotum.  As Colin kissed and licked Zack’s balls, I moved behind the pledge and pressed my body against his back.  My cock matched up well with his ass crack which let his full round ass cheeks capture my cock like a bun holds a juicy hotdog.  Colin moved to licking Zack’s cock as I began to slide my throbbing dick up and down the sexy pledges furry ass.  I moved my mouth to Zack’s ear and began to tease the curly ridges with my tongue.  He moaned as the combination of our attentions set his senses afire.  

I looked down over Zack’s shoulder to watch Colin swallow the pledge’s delicious cock.  My own cock was leaking copious amounts of precum onto Zack’s ass.  Being back with AOK playmates had quickly brought me to a high level of arousal.  I was certain that I could cum just from dry humping Zack’s ass crack while watching Colin suck his sweet cock.  But I wanted more that quick ejaculation on his backside.  I moved beside and him and steered his head so that he was facing me.  As we kissed deeply, I reached down and nudged Colin towards my needy cock.  He shifted position and began to suck me while rubbing Zack’s cock against my leg.   

After several minutes of paying exclusive attention to my cock, Colin started switching off between the younger pledge and me.  At times he would have both our cocks at his lips with his tongue twirling around the pair of cock heads.  In the midst of a passionate kiss with Zack, I opened my eyes to watch Colin’s talented cock sucking show.  Between his fingers tickling my balls, his lips and tongue teasing my upper shaft  and cock head, and Zack’s hard shaft rubbing against my cock I was sure I was going to explode all over Colin’s face at any minute.  To slow things down, I pulled Colin to his feet.  I drew him in to join us in a sloppy three-way kiss.  Our bodies rubbed together as our tongues danced from mouth to mouth to mouth.    

After a bit I said, “Time to fuck that sweet ass of yours, pledge,” In a low deep voice.

I felt Zack shiver in my arms as he let out a gasp of excitement.

“We have a nice reward for such a bright pledge; a cock for each end,” I said and told him to get on his hands and knees.

I found the lube exactly where I expected it to be.  As Zack began to enthusiastically suck Colin’s fat cock, I greased up the pledge’s asshole.

“Damn, you have a hot little pussy!” I growled and smacked his already red ass.

After lubing up my cock I mounted him.  I slowly went ball deep into his welcoming body.  Zack’s moans were muted by a mouthful of Colin’s cock. I held on tight to Zack’s quivering body as I began ramming my cock in and out of his loosening hole.  Each time I hit bottom, the pledge loudly cried out his excitement.  Even muffled by Colin’s cock his exclamations of pleasure echoed off the walls of my room.  After awhile he became too excited to continue sucking Colin’s cock and his rectal walls began convulsing and squeezing my invading shaft.  

“Oh fuck, yes!” He cried and rammed his ass back toward me. 

As he came all over the floor my cock became locked in the vice-like grip of his tightening rectal muscles.  A few seconds later I lost control and flooded his insides with my thick seed.  The two of us remained locked together gasping as waves of pleasure washed over our bodies.  When finally we separated, Colin quickly took my place.  He rode Zack’s wide open asshole like a whirling dervish gives praise to god.  I just sat back and watched as Colin fucked the pledge hard and rough.  Zack had a second orgasm just as Colin unloaded his ball juice.

When Colin pulled away I ordered, “Clean up that fucking mess on my floor, pledge!”

Zack quickly licked the puddles of his cum off of the gleaming wooden floor.

“Good boy.  Now get dressed and head back to your dorm.  There is to be no sex of any kind, including masturbation until after the special meeting for pledges tomorrow evening,” I said in my best official tone.

“Yes, sir, thank you!”

He was totally caught off guard when I jumped up, pulled him into a tight embrace and gave him a hot goodbye kiss before letting leave my room.  I stood in the doorway and watched his still red ass as he walked down the hallway to retrieve the clothes he left in the shower room.  

“Damn, John, er sir, this is shaping up to be a really hot year!” Colin exclaimed when I turned back toward him.

“I guess you and I need to talk about protocol and such,” I said as I took a seat on the bed.

I patted the bed and he sat down next to me.

“I am sorry that I forgot myself sir,” He said meekly.

I was sure he was putting on the tone for effect and thought there was a good chance he would have welcomed a bit of punishment.  In the brotherhood, it was rare for a senior to be deemed in need of punishment.  There were always plenty of pledges and first year brothers to satisfy those needs.  But I had a strong feeling Colin was not typical of the brothers.  I had noticed a few subtle differences already.  Added to that was his odd subservient yet very important role as council gofer.  He no doubt knew more about the workings of the brotherhood than anyone else.  But he had none of the authoritarian manners the other senior brothers showed. 

“If that scene had been with Brock instead of me, would you have felt compelled to address him as sir?” I asked to start what I hoped would be an enlightening conversation.

“No, brother Brock allowed more casual interaction when we were alone.  Only when other brothers were present would I be required to show ordinary respect.”

“I see, so when you two were fucking, you were just friends having sex?”

“Not exactly; in all things Brock was superior.  I guess it is a bit complicated.  May I ask about how you feel regarding formalities?”

“In private, between us, I think the same comfortable interaction you had with Brock is appropriate.  Of course slipping in public would be unacceptable and cause for correction.”

“Of course, John, I would not expect or want you to overlook a public display of informality.”

“I am puzzled by your statement that Brock was always superior.  I find that he is far from domineering.”

“With most people in most situations I think you are correct.  When performing his council duties he could be very domineering and in my case, well like I said it is complicated.”

 “I think it is important that you explain it to me,” I said again allowing my curiosity to rule my actions.  

Because of brotherhood custom I knew it was very unlikely that he would refuse to tell me anything I wanted to know.  I also knew that there were things that brothers should not force other brothers to talk about.  I hoped that the subject at hand was not one of those things.   

“Well, I have known Brock for a long time,” He started to explain.

It turned out that they had lived in the same neighborhood and gone to the same schools since sixth grade.  But they had never been friends as kids.  If not for a couple of shared high school classes they might not have ever known each other at all.  The June before their first fall at college there was a sort pre-orientation week at the school for incoming freshmen.  Because they were from the same town, they were assigned to be dorm room mates for that week.  Eighteen year-old Colin was very happy to have someone he knew in the strange new environment of college.  He had never been one of the popular kids and found making friends difficult at times.  Colin thought the nineteen-teen year old very popular big man he was paired with seemed equally happy to have a familiar face on campus.  

As it turned out, they had a lot in common and by the second day were well on their way to becoming friends.  Their budding friendship took a dramatic turn on their third night in the dorm.  Brock came in from some activity and declared that he was horny as shit.  Colin who was a virgin in everyway, didn’t know what to make of the statement.  He was at the time confused about his sexuality since his fantasies had involved both sexes and he didn’t really understand exactly what he was fantasizing about.  Brock apparently ignored his roommate’s obvious discomfort and began to talk about the hot nearly naked girls he saw at the pool while rubbing his growing bulge through his shorts.  What Colin didn’t know was that the bare-chested guys at the pool had been as big a turn on for Brock as the girls in bikinis.  He later learned that Brock was into and had been having sex with both genders for a long time.

Finally Brock declared, “Fuck, man, I got to jerk it.  You gonna make me go do it in a stall in the john?”

Colin was completely dumbfounded.  The truth was the idea of watching the big guy whip out his cock and whack it was exciting.  But he thought saying yes would make him seem queer.  So he offered to give Brock privacy.

“Shit, I don’t need privacy.  Haven’t you ever had a circle jerk?” Brock asked him.

“Fuck no!”

Brock told him that it was time he did and started to strip.  Colin watched almost transfixed as Brock got completely naked.  After letting Colin look him over Brock told the younger man that it was his turn to show.  Colin told me that it felt like an order and he quickly complied.  He also told me that he was very embarrassed.  Not only was he exposing his chubby torso to his very athletic new friend, he also had a full hard on at that point.  Brock just smiled at him as he very clearly ogled Colin’s erection.

“Nice cock, man.  I bet the ladies love when you put that sausage in their cunts,” Brock said as he reached for his own growing monster.

Colin told me that he was in awe of the big man’s cock and balls.  As I well knew Brock’s balls were absolutely unbelievable and his cock was best described as monumental.  I figured the size of his cock and balls along with the angry looking purple head must have been a little frightening to Colin that first day especially considering his virgin status.  

“Um, it has never been inside a girl,” Colin admitted shyly as he watched Brock’s cock grow to full size.

“Not even a girl’s mouth?” Brock asked truly surprised.

“Never even been touched by anyone but me,” Colin assured his new friend.

“You’re shitting me.  Why the fuck not?”

Colin turned away and Brock quickly realized he had let his surprise hurt his new friend’s feelings.

“Oh crap, man it is cool.  I’m an ass.  Look it s no big deal if you like guys or something, or you are just shy whatever, man.”

By that point Colin was crying and too ashamed to turn back around.  Brock walked over and put his arms around Colin.  Suddenly the two young men’s naked bodies were pressed together.  Brock’s hard cock was pressed into the small of Colin’s back.




They Are A-OK Ch. 28



“Look, whatever, the deal is you need to have sex.  Myself, I am an any port in the storm kind of guy when it comes to fucking and you are pretty damn cute to tell the truth,” Brock said as he slid his hand down and began fondling Colin’s semi flaccid dick.  

Colin told me that he was terrified but didn’t ever want the good feeling to end so he let the big man play with his dick.  Soon Colin was fully erect and Brock was gently rubbing his cock on Colin’s back while jerking Colin’s cock.  

“You like that?” Brock asked after a few minutes.

All Colin could manage was an affirmative nod.  Brock stepped back a couple of inches and suggested that Colin turn around.  Colin took Brock’s suggestion as another order and quickly complied.  Then the big guy lifted Colin into the air and kissed him.  Colin was like a lump of soft clay ready to be molded. He did not offer any resistance when Brock slipped his tongue into his mouth.  The kiss was brief because Brock was ready to move on to more intimate contact.  He sat Colin on the floor and led him to the nearest bed.  Then Brock sat down with Colin in front of him.  The future gofer’s first blow job was short.  Brock barely sucked Colin’s cock for a minute before his younger friend lost control and shot a huge stream of cum.

“Oh fuck!” Colin gasped.

“No shit oh fuck.  Jesus man, how long as it been since you popped a nut?”

Colin was unable to speak and Brock didn’t really care what the answer was.  He just told Colin that it was his turn and to get on his knees.  This time it was almost as much an order as Colin thought it to be.  He was happy to comply.   However, as much as he wanted to suck Brock’s cock he had no idea how to begin.  Brock happily guided and coached him through the process.  Colin was thrilled that he was able to make Brock cum and eagerly swallowed every drop.  They both came twice more that night.  It was the beginning of a sexual affair that continued until Brock graduated.  

By the end of the summer it had evolved into a Dom/sub relationship.  It was Brock’s influence that had gotten Colin into the brotherhood.  He was a natural fit to be the council’s main assistant. Though not always filled by such a perfect candidate, it was a traditional AOK position.  When Brock was put on the council and discovered that the position was unfilled he offered up his friend.  Colin proved to be ideal as well as one of the most studious pledges ever.  He was so devoted to his work that his already delayed studies were postponed further.  I was happy to learn that he would be taking a full six years to complete his undergraduate degree and would therefore be the council gofer for the next two years.  

After he finished his story I said casually, “I think we should seal our relationship.”

“How’s that, John?”

“I want to fuck you,” I said in a demanding tone.

“My pussy is yours any time, Sir,” He said with a smile.

I ordered him to get on the floor and he quickly moved between my legs.  He very happily orally worshiped my cock and balls until I was rock hard and ready.  I ordered him to get the lube that had been left on the floor earlier.  He quickly brought me the tube of goo and bent over the bed.  I quickly greased up his ass and moved behind him.  As I shoved my cock into his body, I realized calling his asshole a pussy was only a light misnomer.  His well used anus seemed made for fucking.  His rectum was warm and soft, and just tight enough to wrap perfectly around my cock.  He practically purred as I fucked him.  His purring turned to moans when I started slapping his ass with the same rhythm I was thrusting my cock into his body.  We fucked for nearly a long time before I came deep inside him and he came on my bed.

“I knew you were going to be my favorite council member this year,” He panted as I wiped my cock on his left buttock. 

“I think I will be keeping you very busy,” I said as I sat back down on the bed.

“I hope so, but we do have a bunch of pledges to think about,” He replied as he moved next to me.

We kissed for a few minutes and then he asked my permission to attend to some work.  I granted his request and told him that I wanted to sleep with him that night.  He smiled and told me that he would love to spend the night in my bed.  As he left I contemplated why I had asked him to be an overnight guest.  I knew it wasn’t a sexual need or any romantic feelings I had for him.  The fact was I didn’t like sleeping alone.  I had gotten used to having a warm body in bed with me.  I had not slept at all well when I was at my parent’s house in bed alone.  The night I spent with Doug was the only good night’s sleep I had had since I left the island.  I was sure I was going to have another one that night.  

But that was hours off.  So I headed back to the shower room to wash the sexual residue off my body.  When I entered the shower room, I was surprised to find it occupied.  I didn’t know that another new council member, my buddy Craig Albertson had returned that afternoon.  He had evidently summoned one of the pledges.  All I saw was the back of his shaved head and his sexy ass pumping away as he fucked some kid I couldn’t recognize from the backside.  

“Greetings, brother,” I said as I moved to a shower head on the other side of the wall.

“Hey, my sexy brother, please forgive my lack of proper greeting.  By the way this worm of a pledge I am fucking is Trevor Nom.  He has a hot cunt which he is going to need to make up for his lackluster study habits.”

From my new angle I could see the handsome young man better.  I remembered him from first night.  He was of mixed Asian and European ancestry.  He was thin and muscular; a standout on the soccer team.  His facial features were almost purely European while his skin tone, hair and eye color were all Asian.  I don’t know what part of his racial makeup accounted for his cock.  It was long, thin and uncut and his balls were tiny.  He kept a small patch of thick black hair neatly trimmed as the base of his dick.  Craig was pounding his ass so hard I was surprised the kid wasn’t howling.  

He wasn’t really my type, but I thought I should give his ass a ride soon.  It was obvious that Craig was enjoying the hell out of fucking him.  From the way he glanced over his shoulder at me I was pretty sure he was enjoying being watched also. Not long after I got there, Craig came with a roar.  Thirty seconds later he dismounted and left the pledge bent over hard and in need of relief.  

Craig walked over to me, offered his hand and said,” Welcome, damn good to see you again brother.”

As I shook his hand he asked if I wanted to ride the pledge.  I explained that I was spent for the moment and he pulled me into a hug.

After that he turned toward Trevor and barked, “Get the fuck over here and greet your brother, pledge!  Jesus two strikes in less than an hour.  

The pledge came running over with his hand extended and his cock pointing skyward and gave a proper greeting.  I shook his hand while returning his greeting.

 “So what did he do that has him in the dog house?” I asked Craig as Trevor stood by nervously.

“Dumb fuck couldn’t recite a single full paragraph of the oath he is supposed to take next week,” Craig said with a look of glee in his eyes. 

I knew how he felt.  I had been as anxious to get my first punishment in as he seemed to be.  He asked me join them in his room.  I didn’t have any plans so it seemed a good way to kill another hour.  The three of us dried off and headed down the hall naked.  I had to fight off laughing watching Craig lead Trevor by the cock.  It turned out Craig had been given the room across the hall from mine.  I figured that was going to result in some late night cross hall visits.  As soon as we were in his room, Craig began speaking harshly to Trevor.

“Since you were unable to accomplish the required learning on your own, brother John and I are forced to use special teaching methods.  Punishment and learning will go hand in hand today as we share our love with you in the hope that we can help you to blossom as our brother.”

Craig was not as skillful in delivering ritual lines, but he was by far the most menacing council member.  I could see that Trevor was very frightened.  When Craig slapped his still almost fully erect dick, Trevor yelped like a wounded animal.

“Well do you have anything to say for yourself before we begin the lesson, pledge?” Craig demanded as he took hold of Trevor’s left nipple.

“Only that I am sorry that I have failed my brothers.  It is not form lack of diligence that I fail.  I have always had difficulty with memorization.  However, I do not use this as an excuse.  I know the failure is mine and I expect and accept punishment. I also think you for the generosity you show in helping me to learn,” Trevor stammered.

“It seems that the pledge did learn something, brother,” Craig said to me as if Trevor was not in the room.

“Indeed, he understands the humility required of a brother.  But if he can not learn a simple oath, that is for naught. Failure to learn the lore is unacceptable.”

“True, this will mean much work for us and his mentors.”

“I hope you are prepared to show your worth in return for the caring of your brothers,” I growled in Trevor’s face.

“I swear that I am, sir. I would never purposely bring shame upon my brothers.”

I could see that it was only exact words that he had trouble with. There was no doubt that he understood at least simple rituals.  However, the oath had to be said verbatim and it was not a repeat after me type exercise. Though the oath that is commonly said at ceremonies is a single paragraph and fairly easy to memorize the full oath which is required of pledges is a multipart beast.    

“Let’s start with the easy part.  Recite the pledge’s initial oath that you have already given,” Craig demanded.

Trevor looked pale and clueless.  His lack of a response clearly angered Craig.  My ball headed friend slapped the pledge’s ass hard enough to make a resounding noise.  Then he took hold of Trevor’s balls.

“Surely, you remember the simple little oath you gave,” Craig said in a sinister tone.

I could see tears welling in the pledge’s eyes and knew that Craig was applying pressure to Trevor’s balls.

“It starts: I stand before you to ask that in your wisdom,” Craig said sounding truly annoyed.

I don’t know if it was the pain or the small hint but a light seemed to come on for Trevor. He began to recite an oath in a halting trembling voice.

“I stand before you to ask that in your wisdom you let me prove my worthiness.  I know the greatness of the task ahead.  I feel membership is worth more than the cost.  I stand here naked seeking to be a member of the brotherhood.”

Unfortunately, he only remembered part of the oath and was badly mangling the words.

“Turn around you dumb fuck!” Craig roared in the frightened pledge’s face.

Trevor stopped speaking and instantly and complied with the order.  Craig turned to me and let his glee over the failure show.

“Brother John, I don’t know what to make of this worthless pledge.  I wonder if he can ever succeed,” He said in a tone I recognized as mock disgust.

I assumed from the way that he was shaking, Trevor thought it was the real thing.  Craig walked across the room and picked up what appeared to be a small riding crop.  When he came back toward us I was happy to see that it did not look nearly as lethal as the actual thing.  When he laid it hard upon Trevor’s ass I could see that while it definitely caused pain it did not do the damage a real crop would to the flesh.

“Let’s try it one line at a time!” Craig said and added another stinging whack to Trevor’s ass.

“I stand before you to ask that in your wisdom you allow me to attempt to prove my worthiness,” Craig said and Trevor repeated.

The crop came down on the pledge’s ass again and Craig said the next line.

“I am fully aware of the greatness of the task ahead.”

After Trevor repeated each line Craig laid the crop upon his ass.  It seemed that each blow was harder than the previous one.  By the time the last line was said and repeated, Trevor’s ass was streaked with red marks.  Craig ordered Trevor to turn and around and say the whole oath.

Before the pledge could start, Craig added, “Fail and your balls will feel the same sting your ass now knows!”

Trevor nervously spoke, “I stand before you to ask that in your wisdom you allow me to attempt to prove my worthiness.  I am fully aware of the greatness of the task ahead.  I believe the prize is worth more than the cost.  I stand here stripped of all pretenses seeking to be enveloped in the safety of the brotherhood.  I ask that you take me into the fold.  In return I pledge to hold most sacred any and all rituals and other matters that occur within the brotherhood.  I make this pledge freely with the knowledge that I seek a great trust.  I am honored and humbled at the prospect of receiving that trust.”

“Damn, the worm can learn!” Craig exclaimed, “It seems we have found a means to help this pledge with his memory problem.  Would you care to work with him on the sacred oath of Brothers, John?” 

Craig held the crop out toward me.  The sacred oath was the short oath said by brothers at all gatherings.  Though pledges did not say it they heard it often and were required to know it verbatim.  As I took the crop from Craig, I was thinking that it would a very long session if Trevor was to memorize the two short oaths and the full oath of allegiance to the brotherhood.

“Pledge, can you say any of the sacred oath correctly, or shall we proceed with the lesson?” I asked certain that he would mangle any attempt to speak the revered words of our brotherhood.

“I think I know the first line, but admit I am not sure of all the words of the full oath,” He said in a very shaky voice.

I reached out and took his still semi-erect cock in my hand.  As I closed my first around his dick, I told him to begin.  I didn’t need to voice the consequences of failure. 

“As a member of the great brotherhood of Alpha-Theta-Kappa I pledge to honor our brothers,” He said hesitantly.

“There is more to the line,” I said calmly and increased the pressure on his cock when he paused.

“Um and oh be true to the oath of the brothers.”

“Fuck, brother Craig, I think you may be right about his worthlessness!” I growled and ordered him to turn around.  

Upon seeing the raised red marks on his ass, I was concerned about how much more he could take.  However, I could not back off at that point.  It was my first official time as a council member dealing with a pledges failure.  Though mercy was certainly a proper response, things were not yet at that point.  I knew that Craig would have me in Trevor’s place if I showed any weakness at that point.  For all I knew, I was still being tested.  But that wasn’t the only reason for what I did next.  I was excited by the felling of power I felt and wanted to spank Trevor until he could repeat the sacred oath perfectly.  I struck him on his upper thigh where none of the previous blows had fallen.

“As a member of the great brotherhood of Alpha-Theta-Kappa I pledge to honor our brothers and be true to the credo set forth by those who came before us, is the proper first line, pledge!” I barked.

He repeated the line perfectly and I gave him another hard whack.  The oath and lines were different but the actions were the same as when Craig had fed him the lines.  I spoke, Trevor repeated and I whacked his ass with the crop.  When the last line said and the last whack given I told him to turn around.  As I took Trevor’s balls in my hand, I glanced at Craig.  My sexy, bald headed fellow council member was fully erect and casually stroking his hot cock.  I suddenly wanted to be done with Trevor so I could be alone with Craig.

“Say it all, now, pledge!” I demanded as I gave his balls a warning squeeze. 

Amazingly he got every word correct.

“As a member of the great brotherhood of Alpha-Theta-Kappa I pledge to honor our brothers and be true to the credo set forth by those who came before us.  I guarantee this pledge with my own honor and in so doing offer my undying respect for the one who first saw the truth of our ways.  I am and shall always be a disciple of Ol’ Fred.  The brotherhood protects me and I in turn protect my brothers.  All else that I am pales when placed against my commitment and love for the brotherhood.  May I always live up to my oath and the trust of my brothers.”

“Very good, pledge.  Brother Craig, I think you have hit on a very effective teaching method,” I said in a much more light hearted tone than I should have used under the circumstances. 

I gave Trevor’s ball sack a little tug and then let go.  As far as I was concerned we were done.  So I walked over to Craig and whispered a suggestion in his ear.

“Pledge, it seems that you can learn.  I hope that you take this lesson given to you by your brothers with love to heart.  For now we have decided to give you some time to work on your own to learn the full oath.  We will of course hold additional sessions to access your learning and offer any additional incentive and help needed.  Tomorrow evening there is to be a special gathering of the pledges.  So in two days we will summon you for your next session.  Now go get dressed and get back to your dorm.  Use this extra time wisely.  I assure you that today’s incentives will seem like the tickling of a feather if we find your studying to be inadequate again.”

Trevor thanked us and we each gave him a kiss on the cheek and gentle caress of his sore balls.  I imagine he felt a little odd walking back down the all with his hard cock and very red ass.  The image would have been more tantalizing had there been other brothers around to witness his walk of shame. 

Once the door was close Craig said, “So you think you’re man enough to fuck me now,” with broad smile.

“I know I am you little bitch,” I said sternly as I stepped toward him.

Craig fell to his knees as he totally transformed from the stern task master to my submissive bitch-boy.  

“Mmmmmmmm what a good little pussy,” I said as I stepped in front of him.  

“May I suck your beautiful cock, Sir?” He asked hopefully as he looked up at me like an excited puppy.

I nodded and reached out to caress his smooth head as he moved his lips to my balls.  He gave my scrotum a thorough tongue bath that brought my cock to a full erection.  I couldn’t contain my excited moans when he started running his lips up and down my quivering shaft.  He was my third lover of the afternoon, yet I was as hard as if I had not had sex in days.   The brotherhood and that house was an amazingly powerful aphrodisiac.  I could have happily stood there for hours as he worshipped my cock.  Craig was incredibly talented and enthusiastic.  He used his lips, tongue, fingers, teeth and even his face to excite and pleasure me.  The feel of his not quite smooth face on my sensitive wet dick caused my flesh to tingle from head to toe.  As I looked down on him, I could see that he was a happy to be on the floor pleasuring me as I was to be the recipient of his attentions.    

But there was no question where we were headed.  I knew what he liked and wanted.  In a way he had given me a look at what was to come in the shower room.  The forceful way he had fucked Trevor was exactly the way he liked to be fucked.  Craig was truly a paradox. I deem him to be one of the few true switches I have ever known.  That day as I watched my cock disappear into his mouth and down his throat, I wondered how many people got see his delicious nearly perfect submissive side.  That thought made me wish that we had an audience.  Revealing Craig’s pussy boy persona to those who only knew his stern domineering side felt like it would enhance the joy of his submission.   But I had no audience and there were a few things I wanted to get done before cuddling up with Colin later that night.  So I decided to move things along.




They Are A-OK Ch. 29



The next evening at exactly seven the pledges were assembled in the main room on the first floor of the house. Since Craig and I had not taken our official council oath we decided that it would be inappropriate to use the council room. Colin and the third incoming council member Daniel Sellers were the only other full brother in attendance. I did not know Dan who was a senior very well. My main interaction with him was being made to suck his cock a couple of times in the halls of the house during my pledge period. I learned from my pledge mates that they had received the same treatment. Like me neither of them could remember having ever seen Dan involved in any other sexual encounter. 

To me he seemed an odd duck and a bit out of place in the AOK. Dan and Colin were the only members who were not part of an organized sports team, either varsity or club. I myself had already signed up to play in the touch football intramural group so as not to be without a team sport on my resume. Having recently learned the origin of Colin's membership, I was very curious how Dan came to be an AOK. I also had a growing obsession with the idea of getting him to suck my cock. I suppose it was mostly because his sexuality seemed a mystery. However, that night was not likely to be my chance to see if he could give as good as he got. 

Sucking Dan's cock didn't really take much talent. He had one of the smaller cocks in the brotherhood. I guessed him to be less than five inches when fully erect with proportionate thickness. His balls were also on the small side, though his smallish dick and smooth shave made them look larger. The twenty-one year-old's lack of hair and size made him look boyish to me. I knew some guys liked that, but I would have much preferred that he kept the hair and looked older. 

Colin met us in a small room next to the main meeting room. He presented us with council robes and suggested it would be good idea to treat the gathering formally. Being novices we were in no position to argue the point. Colin returned to prepare the pledges as the three of us stripped off our clothes. I was surprised when Dan slipped his boxers off and revealed a radical new look. He had allowed his pubic hair to grow to a short cropped irregular black bush. Since the color was jet black and the hair on his head was light brown it was obvious that he dyed his pubic hair. But the hair wasn't the biggest surprise. He had what appeared to be an unfinished designed tattooed on his cock. Craig and I both stared as he revealed his new look.

"Wow, man that must have hurt like shit!" I exclaimed recalling my own experience with needles pierce sensitive flesh. 

As he replied I noticed that his body was much better toned than I expected of a non-athlete. I wondered if working out was part of his summer transformation. 

"Not so bad, really. But I only let the dude do it a little at a time. Not that he could get much more done in a session anyway."

"Why's that?" Craig asked voicing a question I had also.

"Well, I have to be fully erect. The guy is cool and keeps fondling my balls to keep my dick stiff. But that just leads to me cumming eventually."

"Oh," We said in unison.

His quick trigger was another thing that made blowing Dan an easy task. I was pretty sure based on his reaction that Craig had experience sucking on the previously hairless little wiener. Without waiting for an invitation I walked over to Dan and began to fondle his balls.

"I think you need to show off your artwork, brother," I hissed seductively as I leaned toward him and pressed my lips to his seemingly willing mouth. 

As Dan allowed me to slip my tongue into his mouth, Craig came over to join. He moved behind Dan and slipped his arms around the surprised senior's muscular physique. As I continued teasing Dan's balls, Craig began playing with his firm little nipples. Dan was maybe an inch shorter than Craig's six foot one and I thought that they made a very hot couple. There wasn't time to explore that thought however. We had pledges to get to and my desire was to get a better look at his decorated dick. As he grew to full size I knelt down in front of him and took a close look at the design.

"Damn, that is really cool looking, Dan," I said and gave him a quick peck on his colorful cock head.

Craig quickly joined me on the floor and the two of us admired and handled Dan's decorated meat. I could tell from the way he was shaking that our attentions were bringing him close to orgasm. Colin's return interrupted our little inspection.

"The pledges are rea er um.." Colin said before noticing what was happening.

"Come here Colin. You got to see this shit!" I exclaimed and the gofer scurried over.

I moved aside and he got on his knees between Craig and me. 

After giving him a minute to handle and admire the artwork I said, "Pretty enough to suck on, isn't it?"

His answer was to engulf Dan's little decorated dick. It took all of thirty seconds for the damn to burst. Colin didn't seem surprised by the quick orgasm. Dan didn't seem to have any lack of pleasure due to his short fuse.

"Thanks for the snack, Sir," Colin said with a giggle as he wiped his lips on the back of his hand. "We better get to the pledges before they start fucking each other. I think stripping and getting into their red thongs got most of them very excited."

That left Craig and me with hard dicks to try and hide under our robes. Colin who was wearing his gofer uniform of denim shorts and AOK tee shirt had his cock securely smashed against his body. Craig didn't mince any words.

"Someone is going to have to be sucking on this fucking pole damn soon!" He declared.

I was pretty sure like me he would have preferred that it was Dan. But there were pledges aplenty. So it seemed that experiencing Dan's cock sucking talents would have to wait for another day.

"Hey since you two are ready, why don't you go in and give Craig and me a chance to let our dicks relax," I suggested.

What I really wanted was to talk to Craig privately for a minute. Thankfully, my excuse worked. Colin and Dan went to the other room leaving us alone.

"You ever do anything with Dan before?" I asked as I zipped up my robe.

"I sucked his dick a number of times is all. He is a year ahead of me and was a real freak for ordering pledges to their knees when I was pledging. I initiated a drop to my knees once last year. He didn't seem as into as he was when he ordered me to suck him. What about you?"

"Same, every time he saw me alone in the house, he put me on my knees and whipped out his bald little winkie."

"It ain't bald no more!" Craig shot back amidst his laughter.  

"So you never saw him do anything else?"

"No, but I heard one of the council guys that graduated last year fucked him regularly."

"No shit? Well then, I am making it my mission to get him to suck my dick dry!"

Craig laughed again and we headed for the other room. Dan and Colin had the pledges lined up for inspection. All seventeen were in the front of the room in a perfect straight line standing perfectly still. They were nude except for their matching thongs. The sight of all those sexy young men standing there with their legs slightly spread ready to do anything I asked was incredibly arousing. I could practically feel Craig's excitement as the group greeted us in unison.

"Greetings, brothers, it is good to see you."

"Greetings, pledges," Craig and I answered in unison.

Even though I was not the most senior brother present, since I had called the assembly, it fell upon me to address the pledges first.

"Pledges tonight is not a formal ceremony. However, you are expected to act as if this one a required test. The three of us are the only council members on campus and will for this night only comprise the entirety of the council. This will give you a chance to interact with us as a preparation for more formal activities in the coming weeks. Remember all things during your pledge period is part of the test of you fitness for the brotherhood. We will begin with a short inspection."

Since Dan was senior we let him take the lead. As our trio moved toward the line I looked from one pledge to the next. Most looked nervous, but a few seemed very relaxed. I couldn't read the expression on my friend Zack's face, who was near the middle of the line. Dan steeped in front of the first pledge and rather nonchalantly grabbed the startled pledges crotch. Clearly inspections were not Dan's thing. He moved on to the next pledge before I had decided what body I would fondle. I choose to start with the pledges chest. I ran my thumbs around his nipples and then slowly moved my hands down his abdomen. I nearly lost track of what I was doing when our gazes locked. His piercing blue eyes seemed to capture my very being. I recovered enough by the time my hands reached his waist to slip my arms behind him and cup his very round buttocks.

"What is your name, pledge?" I asked as I massaged her warm, smooth ass cheeks.

"Bernard Fellows, Sir," He replied in a shaky voice.

"Does everyone call you Bernard or is it Bernie?"

"Actually, Sir most call me by my middle name, Jackson."

"Alright, Jackson, it is then," I said as I slide my hands back around his body ans slipped one inside his thong.

I gave his cock a little squeeze and moved on. As I fondled the next pledge, Trevor Nom in a similar fashion I heard Jackson tell Craig that he was a wrestler. I assumed that he won his matches by hypnotizing his opponents with his amazing eyes. Trevor's long dick was fully erect and sticking out of the waistband of his thong when I brought my hands around from his ass. The inspections continued like that with Dan getting far ahead of Craig and me. By the time we joined the older council member he was looking a bit bored and a lot pissed. 

As the three of us conferred over our next move, Dan insisted, "I don't much care how it happens, but one of these little bitches is going to have his lips on my dick very soon!"

"Pick one out and go for it!" Craig said in a very sarcastic tone that I don't think Dan caught.

The senior simply walked back to the middle of the line and ordered Zack to his knees. Though I wasn't all that happy that he had picked my favorite pledge as his first victim, I didn't really mind the idea of watching the hot, furry, tanned, stud giving Dan a blow job. When Dan opened his robe and exposed his little hard-on the surprise on the faces of the pledges was obvious. How it was they all managed to avoid laughing or making any sound I can't imagine. Zack dove into the task and two minutes later was licking the last drop of Dan's seed from the satisfied council member's dick hole. 

At that point Craig and I took over. We ordered all seventeen pledges to lose the thongs. Predictably they were all rock hard following their exams and the quick cock sucking show. After spending a minute perusing the line of hot young hard dicks, Craig and I opened our robes and gave the new boys a look at our aroused cocks. Craig's cock and balls were still as bald as his head. However, he had added some surprising adornment. He had eschewed tattooing in favor of piercings. A small gold ring hung from the bottom of his hairless ball sack and two studded posts decorated the underside of his cock. He later explained that his piercings were the beginning of a full coming out. He planned that everyone would know that he was a submissive bottom and homosexual by graduation. The night he showed me how his testicle ring functioned as a hook for a leash was wild. 

The pledges did not hide their interest in any of our decorations. One in particular was bold enough to raise his hand. Devon Rice was one of three African-Americans in that year's pledges class. He was a cornerback on the football team who had disguised himself by setting a school record for interceptions his freshman year. He was tall, about 6' 2" and carried slightly over 200 pounds of rippling muscles. His flawless skin was what I would call a light caramel color. The color was almost even except for the much darker cock head that set atop his seven inch, thick, vein covered cock. His body appeared almost hairless except for a thick patch of black fur surrounding his dick and balls. As was the fashion of the day he wore a rather large afro on his head. I doubted if many in the room had paid much attention to his head however. Dan looked at em like he had no idea what to do, so I jumped in.

"Do you have question, pledge?" I barked out in what I hoped was a menacing tone.

I was well aware that I had no chance of intimidating that guy anywhere other than in a pledge situation. The sexy, hunk could have likely beaten me senseless without breaking a sweat. However, his demeanor showed that he either felt truly daunted or was a damn good actor. 

"Yes, Sir, if that is permitted," He said timidly.

I thought back to my own early pledge days and remembered that I was told that questions were welcomed. Intellectual curiosity was seen as commendable. 

"Questions are welcomed as long as you remember your place. You are expected to learn and proper learning makes use of mentors. Your brothers want to do all we can to help you grow," I said sincerely.

"Thank you, brother. It is impossible not to notice that all three of you are decorated. Is that something that all brothers must do?"

"There is no requirement as to the keeping of ones pubic region. Many members chose a distinctive trim. Some like brother Daniel and I go for ink. Even fewer chose piercing. As pledges you do not have options. Sometime in the next few days you will all have your pubic hair removed. You will be required to keep yourselves smooth for at least the first half of your pledge semester. Once you become a full brother pubic grooming is at your option."

I could see from the looks on their faces that many of the pledges had concerns about having their pubic hair shaved off. At the time it was uncommon for men to hairless down there. Added to that some guys feared the process would result in painful cuts in very sensitive areas. A few of the guys were very hairy and I knew that keeping smooth around the dick would be a challenge.

"Sir, I wish to express that I have reservations about going hairless," Devon said rather boldly.

"Are they strong enough that you would give up membership?" I asked calmly.

He looked a little stricken as he mulled over the two choices I had left him.

"Sir, I undress in front of other football players. That look might raise suspicion and well a great deal of ribbing if not worse."

"We have many football players in the AOK and there is at least one other fraternity that makes pledges shave off their cock hair. I can't imagine that in a year on the team you haven't seen a lot of guys missing hair as well as a couple I know that sport decoration."

"I have seen a few tattoos down there and one who has a ring in his cock head, but those make them look tougher. I will look like a little boy with no hair on my dick," Devon continued to protest.

"Pledge, we are only part of the council and as such won't compel your ouster today. However, if you really think that you can't comply with the shaving requirement, you should withdraw your pledge."

Devon looked like he was going to be sick. I didn't really understand the fear since I knew that there were many guys on the football as well as other teams that had shaved as part of pledge ritual. In my own case I hadn't given it a thought. Lots of swimmers went ahead and removed their pubic hair when shaving their legs. Especially hairy guys really had to do it to keep from having their bushes sticking out the top of a Speedo. But Devon wasn't a swimmer. He was a big, strong, very macho, black man who happened to also be a very closeted homosexual. Like a couple other gay football players I knew, he dated and fucked a string of beautiful women to help maintain his carefully cultivated image. The brotherhood was a place where his sexuality would not be judged. I assumed he thought he would have to risk what he had known all his life to have a place in our haven. As Devon continued to mull over the choice I presented, Craig spoke up in an attempt to allay his fear.

"Devon, I know it may seem an impossible dilemma to resolve. However, I can assure you that your fear is out of proportion to reality. As brother John explained, many football players and other jocks have shaved away their cock hair as part of pledge ritual. I myself have shaved below the waist for many years and heard the jeers of the locker room as a result. But it is no worse than any other ribbing we take as members of a team. Think of the poor line man whose tiny cock is so out of proportion to his huge body or worse the guy who pops some wood while in a group shower. No one will automatically infer anything about your sexuality even if they may call you names. Hell, the best reason to shave I know of is how enthusiastically some chicks suck a hairless cock," Craig said with obvious sincerity. 

I knew that Craig was nearing the end of his own transformation. Though he had not yet explained the extent of his transformation to me, I knew he was becoming ever more accepting of his true sexuality. I knew that he had been a multisport star which included football in high school. In college he had concentrated on baseball and dabbled in lacrosse and track. 

"Devon, your brothers will all support you. We will not allow you to be ostracized on the team in anyway, not on the field or in the locker room. Further neither will your coach. The head coach as well as two of his assistants are AOK," I added hoping that would change his thinking some.

Darrel LaMond had returned to his alma mater twenty-five years after graduating to take the helm of the football team. At that time he was newly divorced and ready to rekindle some old desires he had kept suppressed. He had been discretely enjoying the intimate company of select AOK brothers for five years while steadily improving the college's traditionally underachieving football squad. He had recruited two other AOK alums to join his staff. Both were in their early forties, happily married and raising families. Both were also thrilled to be back on campus where they could enjoy an occasional discrete liaison with a hot young brother. 

"Coach LaMond is gay!" Devon blurted out.

"I didn't say anything about his sexuality, pledge!" I barked back. "We should not make such assumptions about our brothers."

"I'm sorry, I just well, I knew he wasn't married..."

"You have a lot to learn, pledge!" Craig interrupted. 

"This is not a fraternity of homosexuals," Dan added. 

"I know; I am sorry, Sir. I just misunderstood," Devon tried to explain.

"Perhaps we can help with that understanding," Dan said as he grabbed Devon's arm and pulled him out of line.

I knew what was coming and was not sure how the confused football player was going to take to the punishment. I was sure he was already seriously considering quitting the brotherhood to protect his image. I was also fairly certain that he didn't want to quit. I could see from the look in Dan's eyes that Devon was in for at least a few really hard whacks. Though I agreed they were deserved, I didn't want a spanking to be what convinced the pledge to quit. Loosing a pledge was very unusual and there was the possibility of having AOK secrets exposed to consider.

"It is clear that you have not learned all that you should have over the summer," Dan said as he made Devon bend over a chair.

"Sir, I know I am deficient and perhaps unworthy. I thank you for caring enough to want to teach me and correct my errant ways," Devon said as Dan nudges the pledges legs apart. 

It seemed obvious that he had made the choice to remain a pledge. I had some difficulty suppressing the smile I felt inside. Dan retrieved a paddle from a closet and asked Craig and I to join him. We each expressed our love for the pledge and gave him four hard whacks. When the spanking was done, I lubed up his ass and unceremoniously fucked him while the other pledges watched. I rode his hard for at least ten minutes before spraying my seed deep inside his shivering body. When I pulled out he haltingly apologized for cumming on the chair. I told him to lick the chair clean as I wiped my dick off on his ass. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 29



Though the night had not started off as I imagined it quickly changed course after the little show I put on with Devon. Twenty-one young testosterone laden men were soon engaged in a wild orgy. At first the pledges were fully involved in pleasuring the council members and Colin. When the four of us had reached our limits, we set them upon each other. I sat naked arm-in-arm with Craig as pledges enjoyed a fuck and suck fest. Dan who had cum so many times I doubt he could get it again for days had Colin between his legs licking his balls and flaccid little dick. The pledges slept in a heap of hot, gorgeous naked flesh on the floor that night. Colin, Craig and I eventually went off to my room and slept happily together. Craig and I made a Colin sandwich. Dan had left before us and as far as I know slept alone.  

A few days later I got my chance to alone with Dan. Although by then most of the other students were back on campus, we somehow ended up alone in the house. Everyone else was off at practice or some other team function. Colin had been sent on an errand by the council president. I boldly knocked on his door giving him little choice but to invite me in his room. I was barefoot and wearing a pair of cotton gym shorts sans underwear and an AOK T-shirt. Dan was happily wearing even less. He was bare chested and wearing a rather snug pair of knit boxers. The short delay in answering my knock and the small bulge in his undershorts made me think he had been masturbating. I considered that a bit strange since he could have a pledge suck his cock anytime he had need.

"So what's up?" He asked as I took a seat on his bed.

"Nothing really. I just thought since we were alone this might be a good time to get know each other better. With us being fellow council members it seems like we should know more about each other," I replied and he settled into a chair across from the bed.

Even if he didn't like the idea, he had little choice. Brothers could ask any questions of each other and expect truthful answers. 

"Oh yeah, that is a good idea. Did you have anything specific you wanted to know?"

"Well, I guess there are a lot of things we don't know about each other we should know. Since we didn't hang out at all, you and I didn't get to know each other. One thing that I was wondering was how you came to be in brotherhood but not involved in sports. Other than Colin, I can't think of any member that isn't on some team."

"Nothing in the charter requires members to be athletes. I think that got started mostly because you guys meet in the locker room."

"Not sure what you mean by that."

"Nothing really, its just since most jocks meet other jocks in locker rooms or on teams. After that I guess they discover some other common interests. So over time more and more members were athletes."

"Ok, I will buy that. So how did your interests become known to enough brothers to get asked to pledge?"

"It started with what was an odd room assignment when I was a freshman. Because there was a small shortage of housing that year, I ended up with a senior who as it happened was AOK. I suppose our getting together was a fairly common occurrence. I have to say I was pretty green when I first came to college."

"Does that mean you had never been with a guy before?'

"No I had done some fooling around with my best friend. We stopped though after we both freak out a little the first night we swallowed each other's jizz."

I decided not to press him on those details.

"What about girls?" I asked instead.

"One steady and I had had oral sex and intercourse a few times. Honest truth there is neither of us were very good at it and I suppose we were both rather disappointed in sex as a result. What about you before coming here?"

He seemed to be getting into the idea of sharing our sexual histories and I was happy to give as much as he gave.

"Never even thought about having sex with guys really. As for chicks, I had a long time steady. We were in love and had what at the time was great sex. Of course I have a lot more to compare it to now."

"Do you still think it was great sex?"

"Yeah, but as good as it was, it is fading in comparison to some of the stuff I have done here. So how did things get started with your room mate?"

"He walked into on me laying in my bed naked and masturbating one day. I was so into it and had the sheet so tangled I couldn't fucking get covered up. He was really cool and calm though. He said something like don't stop on my account and then just as calmly walked over and offered to help."

"So what happen?"

"He jerked me off and then told me the roommate code said I had to pay him back. I figured it was the least I could do and told him to take his clothes off. I started playing with his cock and balls and pretty soon I was hard as a rock again. I know I am little but I make up for it in resiliency."

I smiled at his self deprecation and left the remark without comment.  

"So I guess he noticed that I was hard again and figured that meant I was into gay sex," Dan continued. "He suggested that we should go further and trade blow jobs. Jesus he was fucking casual about suggesting oral sex with a guy eh barely knew."

"That's an AOK for ya!"

"Yeah, anyway, I wanted to be sucked so bad at that point I readily agreed. He was a smart fuck though and insisted that I suck him to completion before he did me. To top it off he wanted me on my knees, which was something I hadn't done with my friend."

"Did you do it?"

"Fuck yes! Even though I had just cum my dick was so hard it hurt. So I got on my knees and started to just straight suck him, but he was into way more than I had ever even thought about. He made me lick and suck his balls and use my tongue a lot on his dick before having me suck him. Damn he had fucking control! Odd thing is after a few minutes I wanted to follow all his instructions and make him happy."

"You wanted to follow instructions?" I asked not bothering to hide my surprise.

"Uh huh, what you think that is weird or something?"

"Hell no; I just thought you were strictly a put them on their knees and fuck their face kind of guy."

"I guess I am a lot of the time. Damn being able to order a pledge to his knees sends me into orbit, John," He confessed.

"I noticed. So how did your thing with this guy progress?"

"Well after nearly and hour of attending to his fat prick, he fed me a river of fucking jizz. To his credit he was true to his word about reciprocating. He told me that eh would make me cum anyway I wanted including fucking his ass. He added something I barely noticed about me being a very good boy. I had never done anal and wasn't ready to go that way and my knees were sore as shit so I chose to lay on the bed and let him suck me. He was great; he gave my ball a long tongue bath and then deep throated me."

"So you two started a regular thing after that?"

"For about a month we had sex at least three times a week. Each time we did it he seemed to be getting more dominant and I liked it. Within a week he was fucking my ass even though I never did fuck him. I think I liked his blow jobs too much to miss out on one for an ass fuck."

"Damn, I can't believe you were basically someone's bitch. You don't seem the type. IS there more?"

"Yes, but I think you should tell me how you got on the cock loving wagon first."

I agreed and happily recounted my second semester at college. Long before I was finished I could see his little erection straining against his underwear. I made him the same offer his roommate had made years earlier; if he sucked mine I would suck his.

"Cool," He replied as he stood up to slip off his tight boxers. 

I stood up and quickly got naked too. Then I ordered him to his knees. He looked at me with an odd expression but didn't more nor protest.

"I said get on your knees, bitch," In a stern tone.

He fell onto his knees and looked up at me with a smile. 

As I walked towards him I said, "Now that's a good boy."

When I was right in front of him, I spread my legs slightly and told him to lick my balls. He was surprisingly enthusiastic. He licked and kissed every speck of flesh from the base of my dick to the edge of my asshole. I considered telling him to continue the tonguing with a rim job but decided not push things on our first time. After enjoying at least ten minutes of ball worship I told him to start licking my throbbing cock. For a guy who showed no obvious interest in sucking cock he was voracious. The little fucker had my dick glistening with spit from top to bottom. He also turned out to be quite a tease. He worked my cum slit mercilessly, which I happen to love. When I finally told him to take my aching cock into his mouth it was clear that he was a well practiced cock sucker. 

He slowly slid his lips down my shaft and took me into his throat without a moments hesitation. Once he had my entire dick captured he held me there playfully rubbing his nose against my soft little crescent. Neither my length nor thickness gave him any trouble as he began working his lips and tongue up and down my rigid pole. I felt his lips vibrate and heard a faint humming sound as he work his tongue along my pulsating veins. When I felt my balls tighten I grabbed his head and began to fuck his face. He showed no sign of distress as I fucked his mouth with full long deep thrusts. He moved his fingers to my ball sack and gently massaged my nuts as he allowed me to freely fuck his face. When I came he swallowed every drop of what felt like a river of cum shooting from my prick.

He held my cock in his mouth while it shrank. I held onto his head to steady my woozy body. When I stepped back he looked up and me, licked his lips and asked if I enjoyed myself.

"Fuck, yes; your mouth is one sweet pussy!" I declared and I reached down to help him to his feet.

I could see from his demeanor that although it was my turn to suck, I was still in charge. I led him to the bed and had him stand in front of me as I sat. I fondled his tiny little nuts as I ran the fingers of my other hand through his short, soft, black pubic hair. Up close the tattoo on his cock was fascinating. From a distance the incomplete design had looked like nothing more than some multihued abstract painting. Up close I could see that a bejeweled salamander was taking shape. As I moved my lips to his cock head, I reached around and grabbed his ass. I held his ass cheeks firmly as I took his entire cock into my mouth. His short little member barely tickled my throat. I didn't even have to hold my breath to take him deep. The third time I went all the way down I decided to try something I had never been able to accomplish before. I slipped my tongue out and licked his balls as I sucked his dick. That move sent him over the edge.

When his orgasm subsided I pulled him down next to me on the bed. I began kissing him while holding his cum in my mouth. As our tongues danced we swapped his seed back and forth. The kiss became sloppy and more passion filled when I pushed him down on the bed and got on top of him. About ten minutes later he pushed my face away and begged me to let him breath. I released his mouth but remained with my body atop his. I have no idea why but I wanted a lot more from him. 

"Did you like that you hot little bitch?" I asked in a deep seductive tone.

"Oh god, yes, John. You are fucking amazing."

"Mmmmmm, you are being such a good boy there is something else I want to do," I purred.

"Oh, fuck, yes, what's do you want?" He asked breathlessly.

"I want to fuck your tight little boy pussy!" I growled as I slipped my hand under his ass and began to probe his crack with my middle finger.

"Oh jesus, yes!" He moaned as I pushed the tip of my finger through his tight anal rim. 

He squealed as I went deeper and found his prostate. I massaged his inner nut until I felt his dick grow hard against my body.

"Tell me how much you want to be fucked you little bitch," I demanded.

"Oh god, yes, please fuck me, John. Please put your big beautiful cock in my body. Fill my little pussy up; show how it is to be with a real man!" He whimpered.

I knew I had guessed right. Though it was almost inconceivable based on his regular demeanor, he was in reality a submissive pussy boy. I let him up and told him to get me something to lube his cunt up with. When he returned I told him to lie on his belly. He drew his knees up under his body as I worked the slippery substance into his rectum with my fingers. Once I had him nice and slick I pulled his ass over to the edge of the mattress so that I could stand up and fuck him.

"You ready to give me a good ride, bitch?" I asked and gave his cute ass a little slap.

"Oh yes, please, babe, my pussy needs a hard fucking!"

His declaration and my own desire to totally put the outwardly superior little fuck in place combined in a kind of carnal rage. I grabbed my dick and aimed it for his still tight hole. Then I grabbed his ass cheeks and rammed my cock deep into his body. He pushed back and took me ball deep in his rectum as he buried his face in the covers to stifle his primal screams. I rode him as if I was possessed by a lustful demon. His screams became grunts and moans of orgasmic pleasure. I felt his rectal walls contract and massage my dick at least twice as I rammed my cock in and out of his more than willing ass. All the while I was telling him how hot is cunt was and what a good little pussy boy he was. I could see the seat on his back and feel the sweat dripping from my brow as I worked hard to give him the fucking of his life. 

As I felt my orgasm begin to build, I started slapping his ass hard. He did not resist my additional aggression and roughness. The hard slaps only elicited more passion filled erotic sounds from Dan's throat. I was sure he came for at least the third time since I started fucking him. He hadn't lied about his little dick's resiliency. After I came deep inside his ass, I pulled my cock free of his anus and staggered backward. I admired my handiwork as I struggled to catch my breath. Small drips of my semen were seeping out of his gapping asshole opened. His buttocks and hips were bright red.

"You ready to admit that you're a fucking little pussy boy?" I asked as I returned to the bed and lay down beside him.

"I am your pussy anytime you want me, John," He replied softly without moving.

Even though I wanted to hear more of his story I was ready for a shower and a nap. Since it was clear he was pretty much mine at that point there wasn't any urgency about further questions.

"What a good boy," I sighed and gave his ass another more playful slap.

"God I am glad you stopped by."

"Me too, Dan. There is a lot more I want to know about you, but right now I need a shower and nap."

"Anytime you want to resume our talk I am all yours. Any chance you will want to take another ride sometime?"

"I am pretty sure I am going to want many more rides, now that I know what a little slut you can be pussy boy."

"If I had known what a hot fucking stud you were, John I would have invited you into my bedroom last spring."

"If I had known about you I would have definitely wanted to tap your cunt sooner," I said as I gently caressed his red ass. "Do you want to join me in the shower?"

"If it is ok with you, I am going to just stay here and rest."

I kissed his back and left the room without bothering to retrieve the clothes I had worn. As I walked down the hall naked, I was surprised to run into Zack who once again seemed lost.

"Greetings pledge," I said and stuck out my hand as if it was perfectly natural to parade around stark naked. 

He returned the proper greeting and shook my hand.

"Is something wrong, Zack? You're looking a little confused."

"I'm not sure, sir. I was supposed to meet Jackson and report with him to a study session. But I think I must have gotten the time wrong. You seem to be the only one in the house other than the guy on the door."

"As far as I know the study sessions don't start until six this evening. It's only three."

"Oh, all I knew was that they said after practice, but I guess they meant some other practice besides soccer."

"They probably meant when everyone's practices were over. We have to do something about your scatter brain, Zack."

"I'm sorry; please can we keep my dumbass mistake between us?"

"Nothing to worry about; there's no rule against being confused or coming early for meetings."

"Oh, cool, I guess I should just go to my dorm and wait until later."

"No reason to go hang in your dorm alone. Come join me in the shower."

His face seemed to light up when I suggested that he shower with me. I hoped he wouldn't be expecting anything too wild to happen. After my session with Dan I was all but completely spent for awhile. Showering with the sexy young pledge and washing his hot body seemed like a fun thing even if I couldn't get hard enough to put him up against the tile and fuck him. I was pretty sure the most that would happen would be me giving him a soapy hand job. 

Since I was already naked, I headed straight into the shower room while he stripped down in the changing area. As I adjusted the water temperature I watched Zack expose his furry, tanned body. He seemed completely unselfconscious about the state of his cock. He walked toward me with his erection leading the way without the slightest hint of hesitation. Either he had made a really quick adjustment to AOK life or he had more experience walking around hard in front of other guys than most pledges. As he stepped into the shower room, I beckoned him to come to me. I smiled at him and moved my already soapy hands to his firm chest. His tiny nipples hardened instantly as my thumbs slipped over his male tits. 

After washing his chest I ran my hands slowly down his abdomen. He sighed happily when I began to shampoo his soft pubic bush. His hard cock jumped when the back of my hand brushed against it while I used my fingertips to massage his pubic region. I continued the sensual washing by sliding my hands around his waist and onto his taut buttocks. There wasn't a muscle on the stout little wrestler's body that was well toned and firm. Our bodies came together as I playfully massaged his sexy ass. His thick, hard, soap covered cock slid along my upper thigh as my still nearly flaccid member nestled into his furry flesh. I spread his ass cheeks and moved a soap covered digit to his puckered rosebud. I could feel him relax as I pressed the tip of my finger into his anal rim. He pushed back causing his as to swallow my finger up to the second knuckle. 

As I finger fucked his ass our lips came together. We kissed for several minutes as I worked my finger deep into his body. Muffled moans escaped from his throat through our sloppy kiss. Despite being fully sated the erotic shower was slowly arousing my cock to full attention. 

"Oh my god, John, being with you is amazing," He gasped when our mouths separated.

I smiled and pressed my finger into his prostate as I moved my other hand to his wildly jerking cock. The soap lather caused my fingers to easily slide up and down his stiff prick. Zack's deep guttural moans were a harbinger of his imminent orgasm. 

"Oh god, fuck, John, please, oh shit, yes fuck no you are gonna make me cum!" He protested.

I ignored his pleas to delay gratification and stroked his dick faster as I teased his inner button. Suddenly his body tensed and his cock unloaded a stream of thick warm goo onto my body. He howled much like I imagine a young wolf might howl upon discover the joy of sexual release. When it was done he fell against my body seemingly unable to hold himself upright. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight to my body as he sighed into my shoulder. In another minute he tried to express his feelings in words but only unintelligible sounds came from his throat as joyful sobbing overtook his quivering body. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 29



I turned us around and moved him up against the tile. My nearly fully erect cock found his opening. The soapiness and stretching by my fingers made entering his tight asshole easier than expected. I am not even sure what possessed me to try and fuck him after having had so much sex that afternoon. All I knew was I desperately wanted to be one with hot little wrestler. I moved my arms around his body and massaged his firm male tits as I fucked him slowly and gently. It was very unlike the way I had taken Dan an hour earlier. As I gently made love to Zack, I thought about Adam and other men I fucked. I tried to figure what was different about Zack that made me not go to my usual mode of hard rough anal intercourse. I couldn't understand it, but I knew I was doing exactly what I wanted at that moment. From the reaction I was getting from my partner it seemed it was exactly what he wanted too.

"Oh yes, fuck, that is so perfect. It feels so good having you inside me" He stammered as I moved my cock in and out of his tight warm anal canal.

Though we continued fucking like that for just less than an hour, I never reached what could be called a true climax. I had several wonderful, warm, delightfully pleasurable small peeks that I assume were a kind of dry orgasm. On the other hand, Zack came hard twice. His second orgasm caused his body to shake so badly we had to stop fucking. When I pulled back, he slid down to the floor. I turned the water off and joined him. I held and caressed him until he recovered. After expressing concern that he had not given me a climax he tried to go down on me there on the floor. I stopped him and assured him that I had had an amazing time. We quickly washed our bodies and again and headed for the changing room. Zack had places to be and I needed my nap more than ever. 

After he got dressed we shared a long passion-filled goodbye kiss. We me in just a towel we walked out of the shower room together. I stood by my door and watched him walk down the hall. The jeans he wore fit snuggly on his buns. The sight of his sexy ass made me want to call him back. But my desire to have him cuddle up in bed was not an excuse to miss a pledge session. When he turned to walk down the main stair I went into my room. For the first time since I returned to school as I dropped my towel, I thought of Alicia. I wondered if she would be able to truly understand and except how I felt about certain other guys and my sexual appetites as I drifted off to sleep alone.



They Are A-OK Ch. 30



I didn't think much about Alicia, the island or even Adam over the next few of weeks or so. It was a busy time. The start of classes combined with learning the duties of council membership and dealing with so many pledges to fill more hours than I thought there were to be filled. I didn't even have time to learn any more about Dan and his sexual transformation even though I did manage to get another hot fuck session in with him. I was able to justify the time I spent privately with Zack as a part of my duty to help mentor the pledge. I was hopeful that no one would see the time I spent with him in my room as showing favoritism. It seemed pretty much all of the pledges became the favorite of one or two older brothers. With such a large pledge group things were bound to work differently than they did when I was one of only three pledges. 

During my pledge time it seemed that all the brothers wanted to fuck all three of us regularly. Even with the ceremonies and my position on the council, in three weeks time I had maybe fucked seven of them anally and though I had had all their lips on my dick, I had probably cum in less than half of their mouths. In some ways sex was becoming arduous at times seeming more like a job than playtime. My sense of duty did lead to me feeling a little guilty about wanting to be with Zack so much. Time with him was time I was neglecting getting to know other pledges. I knew it was my duty to get to know them all personally and sexually. 

I was thrilled when Adam told me that he would be attending my formal council induction ceremony in October. It was a very special ceremony that was shrouded in secrecy. Only council members and former council members were allowed to attend or even read the journals of the proceedings. It was to be held in the council room and about sixty former council members were expected. Other than the current council the only attendees that I was expecting to know were Adam, Brock and Doctor Burton. The other council members I knew from the previous year were all busy with graduate school and could not come. 

It wasn't Adam coming for the ceremony that was the biggest surprise however. It was who he secretly brought to town with him that was the real stunner. Without telling me he brought along Alicia and her brother. When he arrived he had them taken directly to his house and he came to visit me. Since he didn't arrive until the day before the ceremony and I was under a celibacy order we could not indulge in reunion sex. Going without sexual release for seventy-two hours was the most challenging part of the induction process. During the twenty or so minutes Adam and I talked that day he never mentioned his surprise. When it was time for him to leave me we shared a deep passion filled kiss that left me rock hard. My arousal made my next meeting even more difficult.

Every eight hours during the seventy-hour no cum period, I was required to endure a thorough body inspection. The inspections were in reality nothing more than a groping session conducted by a returning council member and Colin. The one after Adam's visit was with the new council president, Calvin O'Connell. The tall redhead who had been a close friend ever since offering his help after the swim coach nearly killed me was one of three returning council members. They were all seniors, the other two being on the five-year plan. Calvin was as academically talented as he was athletic and could have likely graduated early, but didn't want to give up a year of AOK life to get to grad school early. 

"Please, bare yourself, council designate," Colin said officiously.

As I quickly complied I could see the sparkle in Calvin's emerald eyes as he fought off a cheesy grin. I had a feeling that he was going to be a very different president then the brotherhood had known. He was a mischievous playful guy who clearly had trouble remaining serious. Though he played the part well and knew all the lore and rituals, I always thought he seemed like he wanted to jump up click his heels and run around like the legendary leprechauns of his ancestral homeland. As I stood naked in a pose that resembled a soldier standing at parade rest he ordered Colin to begin the inspection. 

"I see your body is reacting to your denial," Calvin said in acknowledgment of my erection as Colin began to massage my bare buttocks. 

"Sir, it is a challenge to remain in control for so long," I said truthfully.

Since my denial trials as a pledge, I doubt I had gone more than twelve hours without an orgasm up to that point. By that afternoon I had gone over fifty hours without cumming. I gasped when I felt Colin's finger tease my anal rim. I realized that my control was about to be thoroughly tested when Calvin demanded an internal inspection. The gofer pushed his entire finger inside my body without any additional warning. I gasped when he found my prostate and began a very sensual massage. I tried to think of anything other sexual release, but nothing could stop copious amounts of precum from oozing out of my hard dick.

"Stop!" Calvin demanded as he stepped forward and grabbed my cock.

Colin stopped massaging my inner nut but did not withdraw his finger from my ass. Thankfully, Calvin was squeezing my cock hard enough to cause pain. The pain helped me to reinforce the fragile dam holding back my climax.

"You are doing very well," Calvin said as he began to fondle my chest while continuing to squeeze my dick hard.

I nodded my thanks and embraced the odd combination of pleasure and pain I was feeling. Fortunately, Colin pulled his finger out of my ass after a few more seconds. 

"I think he is ready for a tongue inspection," Calvin suggested to Colin.

"As you wish, Sir," Colin said just before I felt a warm wet tongue on the back of my neck. 

At his height I assumed that he must have been craning his neck or standing on his toes to reach my neck with his tongue. I didn't have much time to think about Colin however. In another second, Calvin's tongue was probing my mouth. He had released my dick and I was pressed between the inspectors; the nude meat between their fully dressed bodies. They began to move down my body, licking my tingling flesh. I felt woozy. Fear of failure mixed with giddy excitement. They were on their knees. Colin was licking the small of my back while Calvin playfully tongue fucked my navel like it was a very small pussy. They moved lower. I felt the exquisite torture of Calvin's tongue swirling around my cockhead as Colin licked my ass cheeks. I felt panicky as my ass cheeks were spread apart while a wet tongue slid down my rigid, throbbing shaft. 

"Please..." I gasped as one tongue stabbed at my asshole while another lapped at my tightened ball sack.

"Fight it," Calvin urged as the front and back of my thighs were being licked. 

They went all the way down to the floor and finished the inspection with my feet. When they stood and Calvin declared that I had passed, I couldn't help but notice the huge bulge in his shorts. I hoped that he would ask me to provide the relief to him that I was denied for another day. Instead he made Colin kneel down and suck him off as I watched. My need and desire were nearly maddening.

"You are doing great, John. I didn't think you would make it though this inspection," He said after feeding his seed to Colin.

Then he instructed the gofer to leave us. 

"Damn, buddy, I can't fucking believe you maintained control," He said sounding sincerely surprised.

"That is what is required," I replied simply.

"That is the test, true. One of you fellow inductees has already succumbed. I would be surprised if a second did not cum when he receives his next inspection. That would leave two to face far more intense inspections."

I wondered if the process was as much a test of the inspectors as it was of the inductees. It could well be a game and if it was one side would lose. I needed more information.

"But if we succumb, doesn't that show that we are unworthy of being on the council?"

"John, remember the nature of the brotherhood. Do you recall an early pledge test you experienced where you were admonished not to cum?"

"Of course."

"Did you pass the test?"

"I can only assume that I did since I became a member."

"Did you manage to deny yourself to the end?"

"No."

"Do you recall how you felt when you came that day?"

"I was scared, I thought that I had failed and would be rejected."

"What were you told about success and failure?"

I thought back to that night in the council room and recalled Brock's words: "You have made an assumption about what success and reward means. It is possible you have already succeeded simply by acknowledging the enormity of the task. However, it may also be that success lies in attempting even in the face of impossibility. As for reward, lasting as long as you can in such a test provides a kind of reward. Did you not learn that the first time you were asked to deny yourself? Then again there is a certain kind of reward obtained when failure comes."

At the time it seemed simple enough. But standing there naked, fully erect and craving release, the concept of success and failure was far muddier. Since Calvin no doubt knew the idea if not the exact words that Brock had conveyed, it was clear to me that I was being truly tested.

"I think the point was that perfection is impossible and that success comes from satisfying ourselves by achieving the most we can. So when we reach our personal pinnacle though we may have failed, we still succeed."

He smiled and kissed me softly on the cheek.

"John, you will fail to reach the seventy-second hour. Though it is not written in any chronicle, it is known that no one has reached the full time since the inception of the induction ceremony. This is a secret held only in the memories of those who have sat upon the august council of the brotherhood. That is why I dismissed Colin, it is a secret that he may not be told. It is the first of a group of secrets you will learn that are held sacred above all others. Now that you know the first, I am required to demand an oath of you."

"Cal, I would make any pledge required by the brotherhood."

"I know that. If I did not believe that you would willingly take the oath I would not have told you the first secret. Still, it is an extremely serious oath that proscribes harsh retribution for any who reveals the secrets. You should know that those of us who hold the secrets would not hesitate to execute the retribution."

I had seen the brotherhood's swift retribution when Ray's sins came to light. I assumed that Calvin was speaking of something far worse.

"I have no fear of retribution as I would never violate the oath."

"Then repeat these words: As a keeper of sacred secrets, I pledge never to speak of or otherwise reveal those secrets to anyone outside of the circle of knowledge. I further pledge that I will willingly submit to the ancient punishment if ever I fail to adhere to this oath. I acknowledge that punishment to be the swift and complete removal of my genitals."

Pledging my cock and nuts was harder than I would have imagined considering I was certain I would never fail. My voice was shaky as I repeated the oath. When I was done Calvin embraced me and I asked if anyone had ever violated the oath.

"Because such things are not written in the chronicles, I can not be certain. But the oral lore of the councils suggests that it has happened twice. The first time was a council member who served only ten years after the founding when the proscribed punishment was simple castration which the lore insists was carried out. His name has not passed down but could be assumed from those that served on the council that year. The other was about twenty-five years ago. He was an active council member that was romantically involved with a brother who was not on the council. During pillow talk he shared things he should not have under the assumption that lovers were exempt. After his failure to obey the oath came to light he hung himself before retribution could take place. All that can be confirmed is that a member of the council did commit suicide around that time. Some believe that the oath was not violated but the suicide allowed a way to pass on fear that the punishment was real."

"Wow, what do you think?"

"I think that the secrets are important and even tough it would hurt me, I would personally turn you into a eunuch if you ever reveal one."

I could see from his expression that he was dead serious. For a moment a scene flashed into my head. It was an image of Vincent Price in an old horror movie preparing to take a human sacrifice. But instead of a virgin it was me naked on the wooden table. I was strapped down and my feet were in stirrups. Vincent faded away and I was suddenly surrounded by six young men in council robes. One wielded a glistening, sharp, steel knife. They were chanting as the knife wielder moved between my legs.

"Are you alright, John?"

"Oh yeah, no worries about having to carry out that punishment though, Cal. Even without that looming over my head, I would always keep the secrets."

"I know. Get some rest."

He left and I crawled into my bed. Thankfully, my immediate need for sexual release had been thoroughly quashed by the thoughts of emasculation. I contemplated the concepts of success and failure as well as the idea of being a keeper of secrets. I knew that there was nothing that important that I should pledge my cock and balls to protect. But I also knew there was no danger of my being relieved of my genitals as I would never breathe a word to one who was not privy to the secrets. I managed a couple of hours of fitful sleep before I couldn't stand to lie in bed any longer. Needing someone to talk to, I took the foolish step of seeking out my neighbor and fellow inductee Craig.

I knew our shared sexual history and my attraction to him made our being alone dangerous. But there were few people in the world I could talk about the thoughts swirling in my head. As I stood at his door waiting for him to let me in, I realized that one of the things I wanted to discuss I couldn't be sure was ok. I didn't know if he had taken the secret keepers pledge yet and asking him would be a violation of my pledge if he hadn't yet taken the oath. I considered stepping away and seeking out Adam, who I knew I could talk to about anything. But, I didn't think I could resist the urge to fuck him and if I was forceful enough, my submissive mentor would allow me to break the celibacy order. I didn't think Craig would even entertain being part of my failure. I also wanted to know if it was Craig that had already succumbed.

"Man, what the fuck? You shouldn't be here," He said upon finding me standing at his door wearing only a pair of cotton gyms shorts. 

"I know, but I need a friend now. Too much shit is going down to deal alone," I said as I admired his nearly naked body.

He stood there nervously for a few seconds contemplating his next move. The obvious bulge in his skimpy bikini briefs that was the lone thing covering his nudity, made me think that he was not the one who had cum already.

"Oh fuck, I know what you mean come on in!" He finally replied. "We got to be careful," He added as he closed the door. "Denying myself release has me ready to blow!"

"Me too; glad to hear you aren't the one that already gave in and shot a load."

"What the fuck you talking about?" He asked as he sat awkwardly on hard wooden chair.

"Cal, didn't talk to you about failure at your last inspection?" I asked in reply as I sat down on his bed.

I could see from his expression that he had had a similar conversation as mine. But I still didn't know if he had taken the secrecy oath.

"Um yeah, but I don't think we are supposed to be talking about that," He answered nervously.

"Hey man if we both took the new pledge, it would be ok to talk," I said taking only a small risk.

"Oh fuck, I guess we are both part of the circle," He said more as a question than a statement.

"Yes, so it is ok to talk," I assured him.

He glanced at his crotch which made me think he was considering the penalty if it wasn't ok. Then he looked up and smiled at me.

"God, I am glad we can talk. Weird thinking about what I pledged to allow them to do to me."

"Do you think they really would cut off our dicks and nuts?"

"Cal sounded like he would do it in heartbeat. What the fuck is so important about the secrets they are going to tell us?"

"Hell if I know. All I know is I am going to fight to keep from cumming."

"I was thinking of just making it look good at the next session and giving in. He made it clear that they would make me cum before the time ran out. Why should I suffer when I can get relief and make them happy?"

"Are you so sure it will make them happy? What if there is more to it, Craig? What if they just want an excuse to use a harsh punishment?"

"What if it is? It can't be any worse than what they did to you last semester."

"Maybe not, but that whole eunuch thing has me spooked a little. Who knows what they might do?"

"I don't think we have anything to worry about."

"Well there is another thing I am worried about; the council branding," I said aloud for the first time.

I had of course seen the brand on some of my bed mates. It was considered an honor to wear the AOK for life. 

"I don't think it will be so bad. I quick little burn on the hip," Craig said softly. "I will wear it proudly.

"Me too, but Brock told me it is painful. Not so much when they do it, but during the healing process."

"Well the Doc will be there to take care of us. I am sure it will be ok."

Our conversation came to an abrupt end when the door flew open. Calvin stepped into the room along with the other two returning council members, Aaron Nelson, Joe Fields, who were fifth year seniors, Colin and two of the new pledges. The council members were in their robes. Colin wore nothing but a pair of AOK shorts leaving his growing love handles fully exposed. The pledges were nude. As I jumped to my feet to greet my brothers I knew that the ultimate test was upon us. 

"How convenient to find you both in the same place," Calvin snarled after we had all exchanged greetings. "Colin, please expose the inductees."

The scene felt totally wrong. I could not understand why there would be pledges present during a council inductee test. But I could see from the intense looks on the faces of the returning council members that question were not likely to be entertained. I stood at attention as Colin pulled my shorts to the ground and off my feet. Being stripped naked in front of others had become so common place I felt nothing as I once again stood nude before a group. However, when Colin pulled off Craig's briefs and exposed his fully erect dick I felt badly for my friend. 

"Were you planning to violate your pledge with your friend?" Joe said in a harsh tone while slapping Craig's erection.

"Brother, we have guests," Calvin reminded Joe calmly.

"Of course, forgive me," Joe said red faced as he retreated behind Aaron.

"Pledges on your knees!" Colin ordered and then led Craig and me into position in front of the willing young initiates.

Colin slapped our thighs to encourage us to spread our legs and then instructed the pledges to begin by licking and sucking our ball sacks. The pledges were clearly intent on pleasing us. What they were doing could only be described as ball worship. My cock quickly grew hard and soon I began to feel what at the time was a painful need for release. I could tell from Craig's body language and barely stifled moans that he was in even worse shape then I. When the pledges were instructed to move to our cocks, I was certain that I didn't have the resolve to hold back the tide. But somehow, even though the kid on his knees in front of me enthusiastically gave me an amazing blow job, I maintained control. After maybe ten more minutes of torture the pledges were pulled away by Joe and Aaron.




They Are A-OK Ch. 30



As the two fifth year seniors open their robes, Colin quickly squirted some lube into each of the pledges assholes. Aaron and Joe knelt behind the pledges and rammed their cocks into the new brothers. Craig and I watched as the robed figures rode the pledges hard. At some point the boys cried out and emptied their cocks onto a mat that had been placed on Craig's floor. After Aaron and Joe came inside their rectums they took the pledges out into the hall.

"It seems that you wish to succeed where no inductee has ever succeeded," Cal said softly. "Are you so certain that the correct path is to continue to fight your body's needs?"

The question was clearly rhetorical and even if it wasn't I had no answer. Cal clearly intended to make us cum. But it was not clear how much he wanted us to fight before it happened. 

"Your brethren have given in and enjoyed the bliss of finding their limits. You two however, as in the past, seem to want to exceed your limits and continue denying your bodies. Colin leave us."

As soon as the gofer was gone, Calvin ordered us to lick up the pledges cum from the mat. I wanted to protest, but could not bring myself to refuse the degradation. As we licked the mat clean, Joe and Aaron returned accompanied by the other inductees. I stood and greeted the new arrivals while noting that for the first time the new council was all together in one room without any other brothers present. It wasn't however, yet a meeting of equals. Four of us had not been fully inducted and in a sense were again pledges. Without a word from anyone, our fellow inductees quickly stripped off the shorts and tee-shirts they wore and joined Craig and me in nudity. Whatever was going to happen had clearly been orchestrated in advance. 

Daniel looked surprisingly nervous as he took up a position next to me. The other new council member, Terry Holland my swim team mate completed a line by moving to the other side of Craig. Terry who I knew far better than Dan, didn't seem at all distressed by the situation. His blue eyes sparkled and his compact well toned body bore an allover tan that made his small patch of wispy blond pubic hair look like corn silk. Had we been assembled for any another purpose I would have loved to have dropped to my knees and devoured his hot cock. 

"Before we go on, I remind you that you have all pledged to keep sacred council secrets. Whatever transpires when the seven of us are together without witness is considered to be part of the body of secrets. Though Colin has a special status and at times becomes privy to some private matters he is not included in the most sacred of the council secrets. You should know that he has made a similar vow and would face the same consequences that you four would face." 

Somewhere in the dark recesses of my mind a weird, evil fantasy formed as Calvin spoke. In it Colin was on the table and I was one of the robed figures chanting with Vincent Price. I wielded the dastardly blade as the cute chubby gofer struggled against the bindings that held him to the table. His ass was elevated leaving his balls dangling below his fully erect member. I could no longer hear Calvin's words. My head was ringing with a warning that the miscreant would bleed to death if I emasculated him while he was aroused. Just as I began to stroke Colin's cock in my fantasy, intent on giving him one last orgasm, Calvin barked at me.

"Brother John, is there something about what I am saying that you find arousing?" He snarled as he grabbed my erect cock. "Perhaps I should just slice this off now and be done with you."

I was embarrassed to have been caught in a fantasy and very upset that the idea of cutting off Colin's cute cock had apparently turned me on. I tried to say something as Calvin's fingers dug into my penis. I was glad for the pain. I hoped it would drive away such dark fantasies forever. I knew it would help ease my ever present need to ejaculate. At that point that was really all it was, a need to expel a bodily fluid. Sexual desire was perverted by all the self-imposed denial.

"Would you like to share the thoughts that roused your dick from its rest?"

His question set me off for some unknown reason.

"What the fuck do you care what the cause might be? I can see that you're just glad for a chance to add more childish humiliation. If you want my cum just fucking take it. You speak of finding limits and success in failure well I have reached my limit. If this means I truly fail and you have the power to take away my council seat, then so be it. But in truth unless it is part of the precious secrets I know of no provision that suggests a test for council membership or allows for that membership to be withdrawn without impeachment."

He held firm to my cock and stared into my eyes. Though I refused to look away from his gaze to confirm it, I knew the eyes of the others were locked upon us. I had challenged the council president just hours before full induction to cast me out of the council and perhaps the brotherhood itself. I am pretty sure that I wasn't breathing. My heart was pounding but not from fear. I was exhilarated. Suddenly, he released my dick and slid his hand down under my ball sack. He gently founded my nuts as he spoke. 

"Brother, you show great courage in acknowledging the truth of your feelings. Courage and the recognition of ones limits are perhaps the most important hallmarks of a leader. As it has been from your first days as a pledge your knowledge of the brotherhood and its rules is perfect. You are correct that there is no test for induction. Once elected only impeachment by either the unanimous vote of the remaining council members or super majority of the full active membership can effect your removal. That being the case it still pleases me to know that the brothers chose so well when electing you to the council."

I was totally surprised by his reaction. I thought I was doing nothing more than expressing my anger and frustration; an act I was sure would end my short tenure on the council. My surprise quickly turned to joy and pride. The admiration that he expressed puffed me up internally as much as his gentle attention to my balls was pumping up my cock. I couldn't think of any words to say. When he turned to Craig, worry for my friend overshadowed my personal pride and happiness.

"What of Craig," Cal said as my balls fell free. "Is there not a limit to what you will endure for a place on the council?"

I could tell that Craig was unsure of how to answer the question. I knew however, that no matter the consequence he would not stand silent.

"Having heard the words you spoke to brother John, I believe your question to me is moot. Whatever the answer, I now know that I can not really fail. You held us under an assumption that you had the power to deny our induction. Now that you have admitted that you have no such power, I know that it is only important that I know and accept my own limits. Since failure is not possible, I can assume that was the lesson."

"It is true that the primary purpose of these few days before induction is learning. However, even though we can not deny you your council seat, punishment is still possible," Cal said as he slapped Craig's ass hard. "You place more fundamental issues in play. The creed of brotherhood, demands that truthful answers be given between brothers. There is nothing that allows you to withhold an answer to my question even if you believe the point is moot."

"Then the truthful answer is that the question is unanswerable as phrased. The circumstances changed so we can not really know where my limits lie. The limit that John reached that set us on the current path is not a limit I am likely to feel due to my nature. As for denying release, I am far beyond my limit. I do not ever wish to reach the point I am at again. But I also know that I am only at this point because you wished me to go this long. Had you wanted me to, you could have easily brought me to climax at any time. Your tests were intense, but always stopped before I could stand no more."

Calvin backed away smiling.

"The four of you have each learned great truths. In doing so you have also learned another council secret. The only purpose of the preinduction period is enlightenment. Therefore, each of you has succeeded in your own way. The truths we must learn in life are individual. When we began the induction journey no one knew what truth you would find. You are now in possession of a great truth. It is a truth that you will use to guide the brothers you now serve as leaders. Each of us has a path to follow and on that path we must find the lessons of life. You are now and forever guides to help seekers of truth find their paths. Welcome to the council of the brotherhood of AOK."

He smiled at us and we smiled back. I looked beyond him to see the beaming faces of Aaron and Joe in the background. Their smiles showed genuine happiness. Cal continued smiling as he opened his robe and let it drop to the floor. He stood before us naked for a moment. His erection confirmed the excitement he felt at having brought the four of us to that point.

"Daniel and Terry, as the first two to succumb, in my judgment it should fall upon you to offer the relief so desperately needed by your brothers. There is no rule that compels you to do so however. You may choose to let them wait a bit longer if you wish," Calvin said to our fellow inductees

Apparently our brothers were very happy to provide relief. Terry knelt in front of me and Daniel knelt in front of Craig. They sucked our cocks enthusiastically. Oddly, even though I knew the restriction was technically gone, I still resisted my bodily urge to ejaculate. It wasn't until I heard Craig's moans of release that I began to lower my guard. When I was sure that he had cum, I let loose a torrent in Terry's mouth. He gamely fought to swallow every drop of my seed. It was a fight he was doomed to lose. My thick semen leaked out of the corners of his mouth as he tried to clamp his lips tighter to my dick. Calvin spoke again when I pulled my still dripping cock from Terry's mouth. 

"There is one final bit of ceremony required of you before you're presented with your robes," He said as he turned sideways. 

I knew instantly that he was referring to the council brand. Though it was small it was clearly visible as it was on every council member I had ever seen naked. Cal's had recently been framed by a special tattoo indicating that he was one of the few to hold the office of president.

"Each of you in turn shall come forward, kneel and place your lips upon the seal of the council. In so doing you confirm your willingness to accept the honor of wearing forever the mark of your achievement."

Terry, the first in line causally walked over to Cal and got on his knees. He placed his hands on Cal's waist and leaned forward. He rested his lips on the brand for a few seconds. It was a proscribed ritual that ended with Cal turning forward and Terry kissing the president's cock head. The exact same moves were repeated by each of us. When we were back in line, Cal picked up his robe and neatly hung it over his arm.

"The halls have been cleared so that we can make our way to the council room in private. I remind you that this is a sacred time. The walk you are about to take symbolizing the completion of a journey. The ascending of the council steps symbolizes your rise to new heights. At the top of those stairs you will receive the symbol and trappings of your high achievement as you accept the burden of your high duties." 

Cal opened the door and stepped into the empty and surprisingly quiet hallway. The two robed figures silently directed us to follow. We formed a single line and walked in procession down the long hall. Cal led naked except for the robe draped over his arm. My fellow inductees and I walked behind, also naked. Aaron and Joe still fully robed completed the line. I was puzzled because we were walking in the opposite direction of the only passage I knew to the third floor. The hall made a ninety degree turn at the opposite end from where the open stairway stood. Colin stood by an open door at the end of a small hall. Cal handed him his robe before stepping into a room I had never been in before. Had I looked back as I entered the room, I would have seen Aaron and Joe disrobing and handing their garments to Colin. 

At the back of the room another door stood open. Beyond that door was a dimly lit stairway. As we climbed the narrow steps we were spaced such that my face was level with Craig's ass in front me. I wondered if the guy behind me was having thoughts like mine. I wanted to reach out and caress Craig's sexy orbs. But of course I resisted. We found ourselves in another room I had not visited before upon reaching the third floor. Cal directed the four of us to line up as we had in Craig's bedroom. As I glanced around I saw that the room was windowless. It was an oval room, furnished with a number of plush comfortable looking chairs. Oddly, there were a total of fours doors placed at what I thought were the fours points of the compass. 

"This is a very special room, only council members, those that attended them and those that have previously served on the council may enter. Beyond the door to the right is an even more sacred room. Even attendants may not enter that room. Certain records are kept there that only council eyes may see. Each of you will spend some time in that room in order to study the private council journals. Those journals may never leave that room. The door to the left leads to private toilets and showers which you may use as desired. The door behind me leads to the public council room. Today it is the portal to your future."

I still don't really know why my cock was rock hard at that moment. I suppose it was the excitement over the coming ceremony and being there in that place with six sexy naked guys that had me aroused. I managed to take a peek and was happy to see that all three of my compatriots were in a similar condition. However, since the three returning councilman's cocks were all flaccid, I felt conflicted about my condition. No comments were directed at our state of arousal. We were simply escorted into the main council room where Colin awaited our arrival.

"Welcome honored inductees to the council," Colin said and shook each of our hands.

"We have asked Colin to join us so that he can repeat for the third time his pledge to serve the council and keep faith with each of us."

"My brothers, honored councilmen, I pledge to serve you faithfully," Colin started without prompting. "As I served the last two councils I will serve you. No secret I inadvertently learn will ever pass my lips and no task you present to me will be denied. I am your servant and take that to be an honor above any other that could be bestowed upon me."

When he finished the oath he stripped naked and fell to his knees. Cal stepped in front of him and Colin lifted the council president's cock to his lips and kissed it softly. Aaron and Joe followed and received similar treatment. I was the first of the new members to stand in front of Colin and was surprised when I received more than a simple kiss. He took my hard cock into his mouth and held my throbbing meat for a minute as he gently sucked on my cock head. When he let my cock slip from his mouth he kissed my balls. After the remaining new members got their cocks sucked and balls kissed Colin was asked to leave us. 

Aaron then escorted us to the window of truth and told us to look out upon the world that was ours to conquer. When we turned back toward the room we saw that Cal was holding a short highly polished dowel with signet attached to the end. We did not have to ask the purpose of the device. Joe stepped forward and instructed us in the position we were to take. We were turned around so that we faced the big ornate windows. After spacing us about two feet apart we were told to get on our hands and knees. I felt an odd combination of pure fear and exhilaration. A symbol was about to burned into my flesh in manner not unlike the branding of livestock. I could only imagine the searing pain I would experience. Somehow I knew that there was no amount of agony that would not be washed away by the thrill of the honor.

Aaron placed some sort of rubber object in our mouths and instructed us to bite down as Joe rubbed a cooling gel on the area to be marked. My skin began to feel warm and tingly as Cal explained that the anesthetic gel would lessen the pain of being marked. As Cal walked in front of us he held the signet in the glowing flame of a handheld propane torch. I doubted the gel that was warming my ass would have much of a dulling effect on the pain I was about to experience. 

"You have all pledged a sacred oath to the council and signified your desire to wear the mark of honor. An AOK never lies to a brother and therefore each of those who have gone before will attest to the truth of what we felt when we received the mark," Cal said solemnly.

"It was a moment of excruciating pain mixed with overwhelming joy followed by a great discomfort for nearly two weeks while it healed into the symbol I am proud to wear," Aaron said softly.

Joe told of the smell of flesh searing and the fear that gripped him as the symbol burned into his body. He also spoke of the pride he felt every time he saw the mark in a mirror. Cal added that while the pain is horrific it is not nearly as bad as the joy and pride that follows is great. Then one more person told of his experience. Unknown to us Doctor Burton had slipped into the room. The tall, fit thirty-six year old was there to care for the wounds that our brothers were about to inflict on our bodies. When he stepped in front of us we saw that he too was nude. But it wasn't Allan's still athletic looking sexy body that most caught my eye. His green eyes seemed to sparkle like freshly mined emeralds that had seen the sun for the first time. I am not sure why I had never noticed that the Doc bore the mark of council membership. He proudly walked in front of us with the special mark facing us. His mane of black hair shimmered like coal as he spoke.

"I will never forget the fear that gripped me as I felt the heat of the signet approaching my body. As deep as the pain of having my flesh burned away was it was the grip of fear that I found most painful. The thing I wish to give you before you accept your marks is the knowledge that the pain you will experience will never be anything like what your imaginations have already conjured. I also want to assure you that I will be here to tend your wounds and ease your continued suffering."

Allan's statement and the knowledge that so many others had endured the pain before me helped to steel my courage. Knowing that they all found the experience agonizing let me know that no matter my reaction I would not be ostracized. As they moved into position behind us I cursed my position in line. I was to be either second or third depending where they started. I hoped it was second, though I would have preferred first. Allan had convinced me that fear and anticipation were worse than the actual branding. While I waited to hear the first anguished scream I stared straight ahead into the night. It was easy to imagine that I was perched above the world. The angle of my view allowed me to see only sky and the tops of trees. In the distance a few lights in nearby houses twinkled. But those could have as easily have been some odd glowing woodland creature as the artificial glow that comforted men who fear the dark.

It was a faintly muffled scream that returned me to the room. I didn't know at the time that it was Terry who was two positions to my right. I suppose you would have to know someone extremely well to distinguish their muffled, tortured scream from another person's wails. The rubber piece in his mouth barely softened the cry. The sound was such that I could almost feel his pain. When a second scream came I knew it was Craig and that I would be next. Craig's howl was different, not so tortured. I would even say that there was a hint of glee in it. I have no idea how my scream sounded when I felt the metal signet melt my flesh away. Allan had been right on about the heat raising anxiety, but for me at least the burning pain was far worse than anything I could imagine. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 30



I can not imagine a more intense pain. Thankfully, it was short lived. Even before the young man on my left, Dan cried out, relief was given. As tears streamed down my face, Allan sprayed something on my hip that seemed to freeze my skin. Though it did not take away all the pain it did offer an incredible amount of soothing aid. I felt sick and woozy and was glad that no one had asked me to stand. I remember that Cal was talking, I think praising us for our courage and welcoming us to the council. But it wasn't until Allan injected something into my hip and ended all feeling in that part of body that I could again fully comprehend English. 

After our wounds were dressed we were helped to our feet. While still facing the window, our robes were placed on our shoulders. When were asked to turn around, I came face to face with Allan. My eyes locked onto his amazing green eyes. He smiled and then the three returning council members and Allan dropped to their knees. As Allan began sucking my temporarily flaccid cock the others began to work on my fellow inductees. The room was soon filled with the sound of us moaning in pleasure. After a few minutes they switched and I had Cal in front of me. In another few minutes it was Aaron. The fourth to suck my cock and consequently the first to swallow my cum that night was Joe. 

After they gave us a minute to recover they stood and the new guys instinctively went to our knees. We did for them what they had done for us; getting to suck each of them until they too came. I remember the euphoric sense of belonging that I felt as I knelt in front of my fellow councilmen. There I was on my knees sucking their sweet cocks with my new robe draped over me. The whole world was behind me, shielded by darkness. After all eight of us had cum once, Colin was called back into the room. Aaron led him to the big table where the council sat and bent his nude body over the thick wooden top. Hidden rings were pulled from underneath and Joe helped Aaron strap Colin's wrists in place. Allan told the four of us newly branded members to have and fun and to report to his office in the morning. He added that Cal had pain killers for after the shot wore off. The next thing I knew Cal was fondling Craig and me and bringing our cocks back to life. 

"Colin tell us why you are here!" Cal demanded as he continued playing with my nuts.

"To have my body filled with the cum of those I now serve," Colin announced proudly as Aaron moved back to the window and began to work on arousing the other two inductees. 

While Aaron and Cal bought our four cocks back to full erection, Joe began working lubricant into Colin's rectum. I don't know if I had a look of concern or what, but I was surprised when Cal leaned in and put his lips against my ear.

"Don't fret, my brother, the little slut wants this more than you can imagine," He hissed.

I had no doubts that Colin wanted the gang fuck. From what he had shared with me, there was no question that the council's gofer was a submissive gay slut. I assumed that after his tenure with the AOK council he would be seeking out a master to give him what he needed. However, I found Cal's tone and choice of words surprising. He had not struck me as the dominant type and I had never heard any demeaning words pass his lips before that day. My thoughts on the subject were set aside a minute later when four of the new pledges arrived. They wore only a pair of AOK shorts. 

"While still fondling my hard cock Cal said, "These pledges have been chosen to intern as your personal aides. Should they succeed in becoming brothers you may choose to have your assigned pledge become your aide for the remainder of your tenure on the council."

I was pleased to learn that Zack had been chosen to serve as my aide. There was no doubt in my mind that I would find him to be perfect for the job. The four pledges moved behind us and helped us off with our robes. As I watched them carry the robes to hooks behind our designated chairs I saw that the four young men had been well trained for the ceremony. They carried out their duties so well it seemed that they hadn't even noticed Colin strapped to the table. They stood behind our chairs at attention staring straight ahead as Craig was led into position behind Colin. The bald headed stud was calmly instructed to mount the helpless gofer. 

Craig slid his cock into Colin's well lubricated anal canal as easily as one might put their hand into a glove that was two sizes too big. He began fucking the immobile young man in what could only be called a gentle and loving way. That did not satisfy Joe who stood next to the copulating couple. 

"That is not what he wants! He wants to be ridden like a cheap whore. He wants to feel your power!" Joe insisted. "Tell him how you like it, you little cunt!"

"Sir, please fuck me hard. Tear up my little pussy. Show me what a great powerful man you are," Colin practically begged.

Craig managed to increase the force and pace of his thrusts somewhat. But still he was being less than ruthless in his assault. I wondered if they had picked Craig to go first because they knew it wasn't in his nature to be a dominant top. Suddenly, Joe began slapping Craig hard.

"I said fuck him! I didn't say anything about making love to him like a girly little bitch. That isn't your fucking sweetheart under you. That is a man slut that needs to know how powerful you are!" Joe roared.

I could see that Craig's hands were trembling slightly as he dug his fingers into Colin's hips. He reared back and then slammed his body into Colin's ass. 

"God yes! Fuck me Sir!" Colin cried out as Craig went ball deep into the chubby guy's ass. 

After a couple more hard thrusts, Joe slapped Craig's already red ass harder and insisted that he give it more effort. I don't know where my bald headed submissive friend summoned it from, but suddenly he was a ragging wild beast. I could see his strong leg muscles flexing as he used all his strength to pound Colin's ass. The gofer's deep, erotic moans told the whole room how much he liked the rough ride. Craig's panting and gasping and the sweat beading on his back gave testament to the effort he was putting into fucking Colin. The pair seemed to cum as one; with Craig empting his balls into Colin's bowels and Colin's dick exploding onto the dark wood of the council table. . Their cries of ecstasy blended together. Joe had to help Craig when he pulled away. Otherwise the sexy, bald council member would have fallen to the floor. Colin seemed to be purring as cum oozed from his gapping asshole. 

Terry was next up. Having the previous example to guide him the sexy blond swimmer needed no prompting to ride Colin hard. He seemed liked a man possessed by a demon. He used the powerful legs that propelled him though the pool so swiftly to drive his cock into Colin's hungry ass. At one point it looked like his feet were actually leaving the ground when he thrusted forward. He too was covered in sweat by the time he climaxed in the gofer's body. 

After Terry came it was my turn. Having watched the show so far, I was so horny no one would have to tell me to fuck him hard. I was in full wild Dom mode by the time I moved into place. It took no effort at all for me to ram my cock deep into Colin's rectal canal. He was wide open and full of cum at that point. I grabbed onto his immobile body and pounded him for what seemed like an hour. Had I not cum so recently or he been tighter it would have been a very short fuck. At some point I felt his body tense slightly and he cried out some nearly unintelligible obscenities indicating he had reached another climax. The pleasure of fucking him hard like that was so great that my orgasm was more of a closing whimper than a peak. 

After Dan had his ride, Colin was untied. Before being led out of the room he was made to lick up his cum from the table top. Joe and Aaron took him away. Cal kissed each of the new council members before instructing our aides to help us bathe. We went down the front stairs to the main shower room. I remember thinking it was odd that the aides kept their shorts on as they entered the shower with us. They washed and dried our bodies thoroughly and then asked if we wanted anything else. Even though I was too spent for more sex, I asked Zack to come to my room. Once there I took him into my bed and sucked his sweet cock. I slept with him in my arms and his warm seed in my belly that night. 

I slept soundly and if I dreamed at all those dreams were lost from memory by morning. Had it not been for the loud insistent banging on my door just after ten, I might well have slept most of the day away. Zack was obviously nervous over being naked in my bed when I walked to the door. I supposed that he thought we had been caught doing something we should not. But I was not worried. In fact I felt more at peace that morning than I had in weeks. When I opened the door and saw the exasperated look on Colin's face, I realized my day was about to take a turn for the worse. He did not have to deliver the message he was sent to convey. I had overslept and missed the first meeting of my induction ceremony. Cuddling up with Zack had been so comfortable the night before I had forgotten to set my alarm. 

"Sir, I have been instructed to summon you to the council room," Colin said in a worried tone.

I gestured toward Zack who was looking even more frightened. 

"Go, shower, I will take care of the pledge. He has duties to perform today also."

I left the room and took a quick shower. When I returned Colin and my favorite pledge were gone. I dressed quickly and practically ran to the council room. I was the last to arrive and to my surprise the only one wearing clothes. My fellow council members were standing around nude talking casually as if they were at some bizarre cocktail party.

"Welcome, brother," Cal said as he walked toward me with his hand extended.

As I shook his hand he leaned forward and kissed me. Though I knew it was a tradition for council members to be more intimate in their greetings in private, the kiss still surprised me. After the kiss he moved his lips to my ear and whispered something about me being over dressed. I excused myself to the anti room and quickly stripped off my clothes. When I returned the rest of the council greeted me the way Cal had and we took our seats.

"This is the last of our private ceremonies," Cal began. "In a few hours our new members will be formally inducted before a gathering of our peers. Later at exactly midnight the council will be formally presented to the totality of the brotherhood. Until the robe ceremony all of the council shall remain unclothed. This symbolizes the open relationship between us as leaders and those we wish to lead. In that spirit the evening will end with a grand exposing of all and a nude celebration of the renewal of our sacred pact."

At that point Aaron Nelson stood and began to read from a prepared text. I didn't know much about Aaron other than he was over six feet tall and slender, had long flowing black hair, jet black eyes and was a long distance runner on the track team. His cock matched his body in that it was long and thin. His black pubic hair was trimmed into two diagonal strips that formed what looked a bit like a v above his dick. His smallish balls seemed to always be drawn so close to his body that at times he might be mistaken for having been castrated. For the first time as he began to speak I noticed his deeply dimpled small buttocks. There was a tremendous contrast between the darkness of his hair and his very pale skin which for the most part was hairless. 

"As council historian and keeper of ritual and lore, it is my duty to outline the remainder of the ritual of induction. For the final time I remind our new members that all that transpires when the council is in private session is part of the sacred records and therefore covered by your oath. We come together in private for the last time before you are presented to those who represent councils past. In the next couple of hours the current council shall enjoy privacy. This time will afford us the chance to come to know each other more intimately and to express our love and support. It is proper that we are naked so that all shields and pretense is eliminated. Our nakedness shows that we are totally open to our fellow members."

He paused and turned to look at each of the new members. As my eyes locked with his eyes, I felt the warmth of his smile bathe over me and saw the sparkle of what appeared more like tiny crystalline pieces of coal than pupils in his eyes. The affection that radiated from him was truly genuine and somehow drew me to him. I had never felt much of a sexual attraction to Aaron before that moment. Suddenly I wanted him and in ways I seldom wanted a guy. I wanted his twenty-two year-old slender cock in my body. I wanted to lie on my back and stare into those black pools as he gently fucked me. Oddly, that fantasy died as soon as he turned his attention from me to Craig. After looking at each of us that way he continued speaking as if he had felt none of the sexual thoughts that he had clearly aroused in each of us.

"After we have shared our special bonding time we shall retire to the council anteroom. Colin and the returning members' attendants will join us. Because pledges are banned from the house until morning the new attendants will not be with us."

For the first time I realized why I had not been a part of any council induction ceremony. I had been a pledge the last time new council members were chosen. Aaron continued speaking unmindful of my sudden revelation.

"The attendants will help us bathe our bodies and prepare for the procession. Colin will then leave with the attendants since they are not allowed to participate in the actual induction. Our guests will have chosen temporary attendants for us from amongst the former council members present. Please note that they will be ceremonial attendants only and are not to be asked to perform any services. The induction ceremony will take place in the council room and will be followed by the presentation of your robes. After that there will be time for socializing with our peers. It is expected that new members will take advantage of this unique opportunity to learn from their collective experience. At eleven-fifteen we will begin the procession to the main floor so that we will be in place to present the new council members to the brotherhood at midnight."

Aaron stopped speaking and sat back down. Though there were details missing and I am sure my fellow newbies had as many questions as I did, it was clear that questions were not being entertained. Of course I knew that brotherhood law allowed questions at all times and would demand honest answers. However, I was sure that I would be disrupting the plan were I to ask any questions. It seemed surprise might be part of the ritual. I was content that the surprises would be fun.

A minute later it was Joe's turn to take the lead. I had always found the freckled red-head cute. But when he stood and walked around the table that day was the first time I saw him as a desirable sexual being. He seemed to have grown into his age over the summer. Joe Fields no longer looked like a kid. Almost as if to emphasize that fact he had not so much as trimmed a single body hair. It was obvious that he had been working on an all over tan also. His flesh was much darker than it had been and his hair had lightened so that it appeared more like strawberry blond than true red. As always he was in great shape. His taut wrestler's body was nearly perfectly defined. The first thing my eyes feasted upon was his amazing round well toned glutes. When he turned to face the table that sight was completely overshadowed by his impressive cock. He was fully aroused and his hard cock rose skyward from a mass of reddish curls. It seemed that he had even tanned his large ball sack. His thick long cock was dark with a reddish hue. I guessed his cock to be around eight inches. He was cut and a full mushroom sat atop his dick proudly. I had to fight not to drool I wanted to suck him so badly. 

"I will be brief so that we can get on with the fun part of our session," He began as if he was fully dressed and giving a presentation in speech class. "As I am sure you guessed sexual contact is a part of this session. But it is not the point. As is true of most things in the brotherhood, sharing passion and carnal pleasure is expression of our connection. Today you begin a journey to an even deeper connection than you have known in the brotherhood. While we love all of our brothers there is a unique, special bond among those who have ascended to the council. It produces amazing joy. Before we share the physical, we ask that each new member share something with us. Then those that have been here will in turn share with you. What you share should be intensely personal; a feeling, an experience, a thought, or anything else that you believe tells us something of you."

I had no idea what I was going to share. Every thought that went through my head seemed trite and not at all important enough for the occasion. Fortunately, Craig was chosen to speak first. Joe kissed him as they passed while changing places. I saw the slight tremble of my friend's hand as he stood before us gathering his thoughts. There seemed to be a hint of concern in his eyes.

"There are things about me that I have kept secret. Perhaps some of you have guessed these secrets. Until recently I did not even allow myself to know them all. John who I am closest to of all you, probably knows most of what I want to tell you," Craig began in a shaky voice. 

"Craig you do not have any reason to fear revealing a truth to us. We love you and all things said in council are sacred," Cal said encouragingly.

"I have had a very introspective summer," Craig continued. "In a way I am in the midst of a metamorphosis. I have portrayed myself to be what I now know in my soul is not the true manifestation of self. For some reason I still do not fully grasp I wanted to be a dominant bisexual, even hetero leaning man."

A single tear slipped from the corner of Craig's eye as her poured his confession out to the six of us. I wanted to jump up and hug him and tell him that it was ok. But he needed to finish what he had started without my help.

"I am certain that I am not that person. So for the first time I want to say aloud, that I am gay and not in the least dominant. I intend for the world to know that I desire more than anything to be controlled sexually by a strong dominant man. I want you all to know how happy I am that I was able to announce this to you in this safe place before anyone else."

More tears rolled down his face, but there was no sadness. He was clearly joyous over having spoken aloud his true feelings.

"John, Craig mentioned you specifically. What do you think of his announcement?" Cal asked me.

"I am thrilled for my friend and want him to know that I love him," I said honestly.

"We all love you and I am sure are all honored that you shared such a personal thing with us," Cal said as Craig returned to his seat.

Dan was called to the front of the table next. He stood there silently, fidgeting, seemingly not knowing what to do.

"Wow, I have nothing like that really. Most of you know me well enough to know that I have two sides. Aaron, Cal and Joe, you know first hand that there are times when I am a pussy boy that enjoys being ridden like a cheap whore. Even John has already experienced that side of me. I am not sure if Craig will ever experience it first hand, but hopefully we can have fun being fucked side-by-side at times. Terry I guess you might be a little confused since you have only seen the guy that stops pledges in the hall and orders them to suck my dick."




They Are A-OK Ch. 31



I was gently nudged awake by Colin. As the room was windowless I had no way of guessing the time. Joe took care of that problem.

"Come on John, wake up and get something to eat. It is six-thirty and we make our entrance at exactly seven-thirty."

I did a quick calculation in my head. Based on the previous information that our procession to the lower level was to begin at eleven-fifteen, we would have nearly four hours at the peer ceremony. I wondered what we would be doing with all that time. Considering I had already expelled more cum that day than I thought possible, I couldn't imagine there being much more sex on the agenda. 

There was a light buffet of sandwiches and fruit set up for us. For the first time in year I felt a little odd being naked with a group of guys. I couldn't remember having ever had a meal that way. At seven-fifteen, Cal announced that it was time to get ready. I had not noticed that Colin had disappeared until he opened the council room door from the other side. The new members followed the three returning councilmen into the big room.

The room setup was very different. The council table and chairs were gone. In its place was a low platform that Cal led us onto where we stood as if on display before an assembly of maybe sixty men all wearing council robes. As the group applauded our arrival, Colin exited out the rear door. All those in the council hall were past, present or incoming council members. When the applause stopped Adam rose and stepped toward the platform. Somehow I managed to stifle the smile I felt inside upon seeing my lover and mentor. It was born of both the joy I felt at his presence and the pride I felt for taking another step in my journey to be his peer. 

"It is with great pride that I welcome and ordain the new council of the brotherhood of the AOK. This is my last induction as alumni president. It fills me with true joy that such a fine group of young men are joining the covenant of peers as keepers of the sacred truths today."

Then Adam opened his robe exposing his body to the assembled council. I was a bit surprised that he was flaccid considering that he was ogling seven naked young men, which I knew had to make him horny. I later learned that he spent the morning with a couple of the alumni having sex so that he would be as spent as the inductees. As he stood there with his body exposed and his eyes caressing our naked flesh he explained that the day was not about sex. 

"Today is about the open embrace of your new peers. You are being welcomed into a close circle that few will ever know. You will soon feel the power of the love that binds the circle together. It is a higher expression of our love for the brotherhood which we serve and lead. You will forever carry the joy of being a peer of the great council."

He asked the returning council members to step down and come to him. They each in turn fondled his flaccid cock and soft low hanging balls gently. It was clear that their actions were done with great reverence. Then one at a time he took their ball sacks in his palm and had them recite the pledge of secrecy. When they finished he kissed each of them on the cheek and they returned to the platform. Before taking their place in line each returning member walked by the line of inductees. They kissed each of our cheeks while caressing our flaccid cocks. It was suddenly clear why we had been drained of so much sexual energy before the ceremony. In a way it felt like we were being tested with intimate touch in a situation where arousal was not expected. Even though I remained soft the twinge I felt in my core concerned me. I did not want to get a hard on at an inappropriate time.

Once the seven of us were all in line again, Adam explained that the induction would begin with each of us being called forward separately. Terry was the first to be called down from the platform. Part of me wished I had been first so that I could have gotten it over with. But, I was mostly happy to get the chance to see the ritual before being called. It was a council secret which meant there was no rehearsal. Adam placed his hands on Terry's chest and seemed to be toying with the swimmer's tiny nipples. I could not be certain since Terry's back was to me and the rest of the inductees. 

"You have been chosen to be elevated to a special place in the brotherhood," Adam began in a very serious formal tone. "It is my honor to begin the process of ordaining you as a peer of the supreme council of the AOK."

That was the first time that I heard the council called supreme. It wasn't until a few days later when I was reading one of the sacred texts that fully understood the meaning of the term supreme council. The sitting council was but one level of leadership. The supreme council included all who had ever served on a sitting council. It was a lifetime appointment. Though there were thousands of brotherhood alumni, active and inactive, in the world, there were relative few supreme council members. No more than four new members were inducted per year. The AOK had existed for about 130 years at the time. Assuming half of those who had served on the council had passed on, that meant that there were probably less than 250 living members of the supreme council. Had I known these facts when I looked over the faces of the sixty or so of them that had assembled for our induction I might have felt even more humbled. 

I could see that Adam was moving his hands down Terry's abdomen as he continued, "Today, though you will be touched intimately by your peers, it is not sexual gratification that is sought. This afternoon as part of your bonding with the current council you were drained of sexual energies. That ceremony therefore accomplished more than strengthening you connection. It prepared you to accept intimate contact in a nonsexual context."

Though he was speaking directly to Terry, it was clear that Adam was talking to all four inductees. It was also clear that his hands were between Terry's legs. I was not sure that I would manage to deal with the intimate contact as something nonsexual. At that point Adam had Terry drop down to his knee. The sexy blond swimmer looked like a diminutive football player taking a knee for a speech by the coach or a knave about to be knighted by the king. It was definitely more like the latter when Adam placed his hand upon Terry's bowed head. 

"You have pledged yourself to us and offered up a most sacred thing as collateral for the trust we offer you. The taking of that pledge sealed the path of retreat. There is no reversal possible. We asked now that you show the understanding of this truth by taking my cock between your lips and showing your desire to be embraced fully by your peers."

Terry leaned forward as he raised his hand to guide Adam's soft cock to his lips. When his head stopped moving forward I could only assume that meant that he was holding Adam's cock in his mouth. Adam slid his hand off of Terry's head and caressed the new council member's cheek before stepping back.

"I now call upon the most senior peer present to complete the ordination of this most worthy candidate."

A tall slender man in the front row rose and moved toward the front of the room. I judged him to be perhaps seventy. When he moved next to Adam and opened his robe, I wondered if I had misjudged his years. His tan fit body sported thick grey hair from his chest to his balls. His soft cock was uncircumcised and hung down below his ample ball sack. It made me wonder if cocks sagged as men aged or if he just had a very long cock. I also wondered I he was still able to get an erection and partook of sex with his younger brothers. That idea fascinated me for some reason. I regularly had sex with Adam who was more than twenty years my senior and I had had great fun with Ralph Fielding, a sixty year old alum. Still the whole age difference thing and the idea that I might have sex with a man older than my grandparents were somewhat captivating.

"I am Jordan Delamond and I stood where you stand sixty years ago. I still wear with great pride the mark I was given that day," He said as he pulled open his robe and turned so that we could see his combination brand and tattoo.

He did not need to tell us that meant that he had been council president. He also didn't need to tell us that his being branded sixty years earlier meant that he was over eighty. 

"I have seen many new members join the peers and always make it a priority to come to know the young men that join us. I have read about each of you and honestly believe you have all been well chosen for this honor," He said as he let his robe slide back over his hip. 

The question of whether he liked to have sex with young men seem to be answered by his only slightly disguised reference to getting to know the new council members. 

I want to echo brother Adam's statement and say that I too feel great pride in being able to take part in your ordination," Jordan said as he moved toward Terry.

I could see a slight tightening of Terry's well defined upper back muscles. I wondered if he had an issue with the idea of sex with an octogenarian. I figured that being fucked by an old cock was far from everyone's cup of tea so to speak. But my thought was that in the name of the brotherhood and history it wasn't such a big deal on top of everything else we had been asked to do. Jordan's first words to Terry caused me to believe that sex with Jordan would be a very special thing.

"My brother, I have known the brotherhood's past and embrace its promising future. When I first roamed the halls of this house I had the great honor of becoming acquainted with Ol' Fred. I believe I carry here today a part of his essence. So as he helped officiate at my ordination, he continues to be part of this and future ordinations."

Terry raised his head and looked up at the old man that stood over him speaking of the brotherhood's long dead founder as if he was in the room. The tension in the swimmer's back muscles seemed to ease.

"Rise and let me embrace you," Jordan instructed in a deep clear tone that left Terry no choice in the matter.

The sexy blond slowly rose from his kneeling position. He stood with his arms open ready to accept the embrace of the elder council member. Jordan who was a couple of inches taller than Terry wrapped his arms around the younger man and pulled his nude flesh tight to his semi-clothed body. Jordan slid his hands down Terry's back and cupped his buttocks. As he whispered in Terry's ear the old man massaged the rounded orbs. Later Terry told me that Jordan had been making very sexy and seductive suggestions as he ground his hardening cock into Terry's belly. Jordan stepped back and took hold of Terry's ball sack.

"These precious givers of life now belong as much to the supreme council as they do to you. You have pledged an oath to give them to us if you break our sacred vows. I pledge to you now to take them if that dark day ever comes. I further pledge to you in the belief that such a thing will never happen, to protect them and you. You know the love of the brotherhood and all that your brothers will eagerly do for you. The bond of the peers is even greater. What we do for one another is without bounds or limits."

Then he asked Terry to turn around. As Jordan knelt behind the young man, Terry's beaming smile was aimed in my direction. The older man kissed the small of Terry's back and then appeared to be running his tongue down into the crack of Terry's ass. Jordan looked more his age when he had to lean heavily on Terry to get to his feet.

"I have given to you the most intimate of kisses to show the sincerity of my pledge. To seal the circle and become one with us, all that is left is for you to kneel and taste the cock that once knew the lips of the first brother so that what was is passed to what will be."

As Terry knelt and began to suck Jordan's long semi-flaccid cock, I contemplated the words. I wondered for how much longer a direct connection from the first generation would continue to exist. I imagined that there had likely already been inductions without anyone who had known Frederick Stimson in person. For the moment, I could only imagine how the words might change to fit the age and history of the speaker. After a few minutes Jordan asked Terry to stand. The old man's uncircumcised cock was no longer soft and hanging down over his balls. His tool stood as proud and hard as a young man's cock. Its length and girth were impressive. His large bulbous red cock head was fully emerged from its protective sheath. His entire nine inches glistened with Terry's saliva and his own precum. 

"The circle is complete. The chain from Ol' Fred through the peers is solid and unbroken. My brother, I ordain you a peer of the supreme council."

Jordan closed his robe and returned to his seat. Adam stepped forward and kissed Terry before whispering what I figured was a private congratulation. Another of the audience members stepped forward and helped Adam place a robe on Terry before escorting him to a seat in the audience.

Craig was called forward next. Adam ran his hands down the front of Craig's body as he had Terry's body earlier. However, he did not feel the need to repeat his opening speech. He didn't speak at all until he directed Craig to kneel. He did however repeat word for his reminder about the pledge. 

"You have pledged yourself to us and offered up a most sacred thing as collateral for the trust we offer you. The taking of that pledge sealed the path of retreat. There is no reversal possible. We asked now that you show the understanding of this truth by taking my cock between your lips and showing your desire to be embraced fully by your peers."

Craig was very enthusiastic in fulfilling the request. When Adam stepped back, I was surprised that he did not call Jordan back to the front. Since I had not been given any advance instructions on the ordination ritual, I had no idea that each of us would be ordained by a different alum. "I now call upon another of our most distinguished peers to complete the ordination of this most worthy candidate."

I did not need to hear the next introduction. I remembered Edward Arrington from my pledge education session. I knew he was in his mid to late fifties and therefore not old enough to have known our founder personally.

"Greetings brothers, I am Edward Arrington and I stood where you stand over thirty years ago. I also wear with great pride the mark I was given when I joined the peers." 

He pulled open his robe and revealed his uncolored brand. It seemed that being a former president of the council was not a requirement to ordain new members. His body hair was mostly grey and thick like Jordan's. But his cock was very different. He apparently had not done anything to avoid arousal and was fully erect. His average sized, circumcised cock was definitely what I would call attractive. It seemed almost perfectly portioned. His well defined cockhead had an almost perfect flare at the back of the glans that seemed to be screaming for my tongue's attention. I recalled how much I had enjoyed sucking his cock the first time as he continued speaking.

"Unlike my dear friend and brother, Jordan, I came to the brotherhood after the founders were no longer with us. I represent the third generation of the brotherhood. My contemporaries were some of the first not to hear the teaching of Ol' Fred first hand. We were also some of the last to come to the brotherhood wide eyed and fully innocent. I was ordained as the horrors of the Great War in Europe came to an end. As you know it was a time that tested the strength of the brotherhood and ultimately laid the foundation that our brothers stand upon today." 

Craig remained completely relaxed as Edward approached the kneeling inductee.

"My brother, I have known the brotherhood's past and embrace its promising future. Those that knew Ol' Fred mentored me. I believe through them that I carry here today a part of his essence. So as he helped officiate at the ordinations of the second generation of the brotherhood, he continues to be part of this and future ordinations. Rise and let me embrace you."

Craig stood quickly and was instantly engulfed in a bear hug. As Jordan had with Terry, Edward whispered in Craig's ear as they hugged. The remainder of the ceremony was an almost verbatim repetition of Terry's ordination. 

As he held Craig's balls, Edward repeated the elder peer's pledge, "These precious givers of life now belong as much to the supreme council as they do to you. You have pledged an oath to give them to us if you break our sacred vows. I pledge to you now to take them if that dark day ever comes. I further pledge to you in the belief that such a thing will never happen, to protect them and you. You know the love of the brotherhood and all that your brothers will eagerly do for you. The bond of the peers is even greater. What we do for one another is without bounds or limits."

The pledge was followed by the exchange of kisses. Once he had kissed Craig's ass, Edward intoned the third generation version of the circle completion request. 

"I have given to you the most intimate of kisses to show the sincerity of my pledge. To seal the circle and become one with us, all that is left is for you to kneel and taste my cock. As my cock has known the lips of one who's cock knew the lips of the first brother that what was will be passed to what will be."

Craig knelt and engulfed Edward's erection. In only a short time I learned how the issue of the chain from one generation to the next was handled. I could see it would be easy to adjust the words to match any number of links that had occurred from Ol' Fred to the speaker.

"The circle is complete. The chain from Ol' Fred through the peers is solid and unbroken. My brother, I ordain you a peer of the supreme council."

Once Edward was back in his seat, another peer rose and helped Adam robe Craig. My turn came next. It was very odd being felt up by Adam in front of an audience and hearing the ritual words he spoke. I only held Adam's limp dick in my mouth without any movement of my lips or tongue, since I thought too much attention from me might cause him to loose his resolve to remain flaccid. I did not know the man he called up to ordain me. His youthful appearance made me wonder how many links there were in the chain between him and Ol' Fred. 

"Greetings brothers, I am Sebastian Delaroche and I stood where you stand only eleven years ago. I also wear with great pride the mark I was given when I joined the peers." 

He pulled open his robe and revealed his colored brand as well as his very hot body. Based upon his appearance the former council president could have easily been mistaken for a new inductee. At thirty-five, he looked as fit and youthful as any of the current members. His body hair was light colored and sparse except for a small neatly trimmed thick patch at the base of his cock. Other than his shaved balls and neatly cropped pubic hair his genitals were otherwise unadorned. However, he did sport body art on his upper torso. An elaborate scene that except for the myriad of exotic animals that populated it, it could have been based on a place on Adam's island, was expertly tattooed upon his chest and abdomen. His rock hard cock was long, thick and angry looking. The pronounced circumcised head sported the largest most prominent cum hole I had ever seen. I wished that I could suck him to completion to experience the river of cum I thought must flow from such a large opening. 

"Unlike those that proceeded me in this honor today, I came to the brotherhood after the founders and most of those that they mentored were no longer with us. I represent the generation of the brotherhood that directly proceeds the one of which you are a part. Still I enjoyed the touch of those who came in the time of innocence as well as those who came when freedoms had expanded and the brotherhood had evolved. The chain was unbroken when I roamed these halls and will be unbroken into the distant future. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 31



It was obvious that the ordination had been orchestrated so that we would see that each generation of peers had something to teach us. I was eager to learn from all of them, but hoped at that moment that my first intimate lesson might be with the stunning man that was moving toward me.

"My brother, I have known only a small part of the brotherhood's past personally. But I have experienced the whole of our history through the chronicles and the generosity of sharing from those that were here before me. I embrace its promising future. Those that knew Ol' Fred mentored my mentors and their mentors. I believe through them that I carry here today a part of his essence. So as he officiated at the ordinations of so many peers of the past, he continues to be part of this and future ordinations. Rise and let me embrace you."

When I stood the feeling of being towered over vanished. I was about a half and inch taller than the man that was about to affirm that he would castrate me were I to violate my oath. We slipped comfortably into each others arms even though we had just met. His hard cock lined up with my unaroused cock. I liked the way it felt pressed into me. The warmth of his breath flowed over the side of my head as he whispered in my ear.

"I can't wait to be alone with you and explore your beautiful naked body. I want to know every inch of your warm flesh intimately and let you feel my passionate desire for you. I can almost taste your flesh I want your cock so badly. I want to suck your cock and feel your talented lips sliding up and down my aching hard on. My craving to have you inside my body overwhelms my senses with desire. I need to feel the exuberance of your youthful manhood as you fuck me and follow that by hearing the sounds of your erotic moans as I fill your ass with my seed," He said seductively in a low deep tone so only I could hear his words. 

I am not sure that I had ever felt more wanted, even as I wondered if his desires were real. Real or not they had set me afire with desire for him. I hoped that the words were not some sort of tease and soon he would act upon his seduction. All too soon he stepped back and took a firm hold on my balls.

"These precious givers of life now belong as much to the supreme council as they do to you. You have pledged an oath to give them to us if you break our sacred vows. I pledge to you now to take them if that dark day ever comes. I further pledge to you in the belief that such a thing will never happen, to protect them and you. You know the love of the brotherhood and all that your brothers will eagerly do for you. The bond of the peers is even greater. What we do for one another is without bounds or limits."

As I turned and presented my ass to him, I still felt the chill of having been once again assured that there was a man who would be willing to castrate me as I had pledged I would allow. His lips touched my back as I thought about the reality of what I had pledged. His tongue trailed from the small of my back to the crack of my ass as he gently spread my buttocks with his fingertips. Chills ran through my body when the tip of his tongue briefly teased my anal rim. I was surprised that he was not yet finished with the ritual kiss. I felt his face brushing against my ass and then his warm breath cascaded over the back of my balls. Although my cock remained nearly flaccid, I felt the first stirrings that I knew would bring me to full erection even though my balls had been completely drained that afternoon. 

When his tongue touched my perineum I felt as if he had attached an electrode to my body. Though I knew I should, I didn't fight the arousal that was beginning to grow deep inside me. I did not dare look down between my legs to see if my cock was responding to the feelings I was having in my body. His tongue found the back of my ball sack and then his lips closed on my left testicle. His tender kisses made me want to turn around and shove my cock, be it hard or flaccid, into his waiting mouth. Though I had no idea how I could know such a thing I was certain that he wanted to suck my cock as my much as I wanted him. I believed the words of desire he had whispered to me. But then it was over and I was told to turn around. I managed to glance at my cock and was happy to see that it was only a bit elongated from the stimulation.

"I have given to you the most intimate of kisses to show the sincerity of my pledge. To seal the circle and become one with us, all that is left is for you to kneel and taste my cock. As my cock has known the lips of one whose cock knew the lips of the first brother that what was will be passed to what will be."

When I knelt down I was practically salivating at the prospect of sucking Sebastian's beautiful erect cock. I managed to lick off a bead of precum as I took his member into my mouth. I teased his cock with my tongue as I held it in my mouth while listening to the words of ordination. I hoped that he was receiving the message that I wanted him as much as he said he wanted me. 

"The circle is complete. The chain from Ol' Fred through the peers is solid and unbroken. My brother, I ordain you a peer of the supreme council."

I was breathless when he pulled away and left me to be robed by another peer. I was in a fog as I set and watched Dan receive his ordination. Doc Burton handled the peer duties and if anything the last ordination was the least exciting of the day. I suppose that was mostly do to my being so lost in my thoughts about the rest of the evening. When Dan was robed and sitting amongst the three returning members were called forward again.

"You have prepared your new peers well," Adam said as he walked along the row of still naked council members. 

He stopped in front of each of them and briefly fondled their balls and kissed their foreheads. When Adam nodded his head, three peers who sat in the back of the room came forward and handed the three council members their robes. In another minute all in the room were in robes. I noted how convenient it was that the robes hid the wearer's state of arousal. I could only assume at that point that many of the peers were hard. We stood as a group and recited the creed of brotherhood 

"As a member of the great brotherhood of Alpha-Theta-Kappa I pledge to honor our brothers and be true to the credo set forth by those who came before us. I guarantee this pledge with my own honor and in so doing offer my undying respect for the one who first saw the truth of our ways. I am and shall always be a disciple of Ol' Fred. The brotherhood protects me and I in turn protect my brothers. All else that I am pales when placed against my commitment and love for the brotherhood. May I always live up to my oath and the trust of my brothers."

The peers began to come to us and offer congratulations. Each of them introduced themselves and hugged us tightly. There was no hiding their erections while we were embracing. More than half of the men who held me close sported erect cocks. When the introduction and hugs were complete, Sebastian seemed to suddenly appear at my side. Without a word or a care as to who might be watching, he reached out and took hold of my then half erect cock through my robe. He looked deep into my eyes while holding my cock as if he was trying to communicate through telepathy. It lasted only a few seconds but I felt as if I had been joined to him for an hour.

"Would you do me the honor of showing me your room, brother?" He asked in a seductive voice that may as well have been saying, "Shall we go fuck now?"

I swallowed hard and looked around as I tried to figure out what the correct answer might be. I saw that the other inductees were also with the men that had ordained them. As I turned back to Sebastian to ask if that was the appropriate thing to do, I saw Craig and Edward Arrington heading toward the door. A thousand thoughts entered my head at once. There was no question about my answer. I was going to take Sebastian Delaroche to my room and fuck the gorgeous sexy 35-year-old, or let him fuck me or any other thing he might want. I hoped that I was not wrong about the purpose of the visit to my room. Then a flash of worry entered my mind. I had seen Terry's back tighten when he was approached by his octogenarian peer. I wondered if he would be too repulsed to have sex with the old man. 

Then I heard myself say, "Yes, I would love to show you my room and anything else you desire, brother Sebastian. 

As we moved toward the door, I saw Dan and Allan leave the room. I pondered what the others might do while the four new guys were being fucked. I glanced around and realized that they too were pairing up. The returning members obviously were taking peers to their bedrooms also. When Sebastian led me through the main door I turned back for a moment. Some members were heading into the anteroom. Others had begun to make out in the main room. I honestly am not sure if I actually saw those things or they were the result of a hallucination brought on by horniness and fantasy. All I know for sure is that as we walked down the hall toward the front stairs Sebastian took hold of my hand.

As Sebastian led me down the stairs to the second floor the house felt eerily empty. The only other people about were robed couples heading for bedrooms. I would later learn that guards were posted on the first floor to prevent anyone from going upstairs and inadvertently seeing any thing sacred. When we reached my room, I suddenly found myself up against the wall. Sebastian had me pinned with his body. Though I had no will to fight, I am not sure had I wanted to I could have freed myself from his strong hold. As his firm muscular body pressed into me, our lips met. He plunged his tongue into my mouth. It was a hard impassioned kiss that felt a bit like he was raping my mouth. But it wasn't rape because I willing accepted the assault. I greeted his tongue with my own and closed my lips upon the invader to suckle it.

My eyes were wide open and I saw other robed couples pass by. They were seemingly oblivious to us. Again the thought that I might be hallucinating or dreaming entered my head. Sebastian continued to kiss me hard for a long time. I began to feel like a school girl being pawed by her boyfriend up against a wall of lockers. Despite my arousal and enjoyment of the hard sloppy kiss, I had an urge to fight him. I felt some deep need to assert my dominance. My head was spinning. As he continued to explore my mouth with his tongue, I wondered if that was why we were still in the hall and not in my bed. Somehow I had enough presence of mind to notice that Craig and Edward were not in the hallway. For the first time I pushed my tongue hard against Sebastian's invader. He fought back but soon yielded.

My tongue was in his mouth and he no longer had me pinned to the wall. As control switched from him to me, I could see that Craig's door was standing open. I saw my bald headed pal on his knees sucking Edward's cock, or more accurately being face fucked by the older man. I did not have time to contemplate the scene. I was in a struggle that I had become convinced was orchestrated. But what I was not sure of was the planned outcome of the struggle. I did not know if I was supposed to emerge on top and in control or to cede defeat and give Sebastian the upper hand for the sexual encounter to come. I chose to try to win.

I managed to push him back toward the center of the hallway without causing our lips to separate. I was grateful that he did not loose his balance which would have caused us to go tumbling into Craig's room. Once I was free of the wall, Sebastian's tongue seemed to surrender. That battle won, my resolve to win the war grew stronger. I moved my hands to his hips and threw him off balance enough to turn us around. I shoved him back and pinned his hot sexy body to the wall as he had pinned me earlier. He seemed to melt as I now totally controlled the situation. He was not resisting my tongue or my roving hands. Muffled moans escaped his throat. I took them as a sign of my victory. I broke the kiss as I moved my hands to his chest to keep him pinned to the wall.

"I think it is time I fulfilled your wish to have my cock in your body. Come in my room so I can fuck you, my brother!" I snarled playfully. 

Between pants he managed to say, "Oh fuck yes, my ass is yours!"

I opened my door and all but dragged Sebastian inside. I reached back to close the door and then thought of Craig's wide open door, so I left mine open also. After turning my sexy brother around, I began to unzip his elaborate robe. Knowing he could see the open door, I searched his eyes for any sign of his feelings regarding being fucked in view of passersby. I couldn't discern any feelings one way of the other, which made me, think that our level of privacy was entirely up to me. Sebastian removed his open robe and carefully laid it over a nearby chair.

"May I take care of your robe, brother?" He asked in a meek sounding way.

I nodded and he slowly lowered my zipper. To complete the unzipping he knelt before me briefly. Then he took the robe off my body and carefully placed it atop his robe. When he came back to me and started to go to his knees, I placed my hand on his chest and told him to wait. 

"Do you want to fuck me without any preliminaries?" He asked sounding both disappointed and a bit confused. 

"Actually, the opposite it is true, brother. I want a lot of preliminaries as you call it before I impale your hot ass on my cock," I moaned as I reached behind him and grabbed his ass. 

He gasped as I kneaded his taut buttocks.

"My earlier taste of your amazing cock and sweet precum has left me craving more. Come sit on the bed so I can devour that hot piece of male meat!" I demanded.

He took my hand and let me lead him to my bed. I had him sit and then knelt down between his legs. Before starting I turned back to check on my friend across the hall. Craig was standing facing me with Edward on his knees. My friend smiled at me as he slowly fucked the older man's face. It was clear that we both knew that we had made it to a very special place. I turned back and looked up at Sebastian's handsome face. 

"God, you're sexy," He sighed. "I'm so happy you liked being watched too." I took hold of his throbbing cock and moved my face toward his manhood. Copious amounts of precum were oozing from his huge cum hole. I licked it up and then held his dick tight while I teased the big opening with the tip of my tongue. He was jerking about as if he was trying to pull away, so I gripped his hard shaft tighter. I had always loved teasing that little hole. I was totally blown away by feel of his large hole. It felt almost like I could get a part of my tongue inside it.

"Oh fuck, you are going to drive me insane, Jesus, please, fuck, please, no," He begged.

Even if his begging hadn't sounded hollow, I may not have stopped. My gut told me that he liked having his hole tortured. More importantly to me at that moment was that I was enjoying teasing his big cum slit. I suppose if I hadn't cum so much earlier in the day, I would have felt more urgency to get my cock in his mouth. Even though being with Sebastian had fired up my horniness and my cock was rock hard and ready, the fascinating new cock I was licking was far too enticing to let go just yet. 

"Shhhhhhhhhh, babe, I am going to tease this hot little snake eye until you are howling like a she wolf in heat."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He squealed when I went back to licking his hole.

He began to thrash around so much that I had to tighten my grip on his throbbing cock. He was moaning and panting too much to be able to speak. The sounds made me certain that he was enjoying the combination of intense sexual stimulation at the tip of his cock and the pain or having his dick yanked and squeezed as he tried to pull away. I relaxed my grip a bit and began to suck his cock, giving him a respite from the agony and ecstasy. 

That was when Craig's suddenly loud cries caught my attention. I released Sebastian's cock and turned my head. My ball headed buddy was on his hands and knees facing my room. Edward was crouched behind him with his palms pressed into Craig's back. He was pounding the newly inducted peer so hard I was surprised that Craig could keep from falling to the floor. 

"Jesus, fuck that is hot!" Sebastian squealed. "Are you ready to ride me like a little bitch, stud?"

He had slid down the floor and was already moving into position before I could answer. Though I would have loved to have continued torturing his cock, I was ready for a ride. I figured if he liked the cock treatment as much as it seemed there would be more opportunities in the future. I jumped up grabbed some lube out of my night stand and moved into position. I filled his hole up with the slippery goo and moved my throbbing cock to the rim. As I pushed forward he pushed back. I immediately went deep into his anal canal. The ease with which his ass swallowed my impaling member was amazing considering I hadn't bothered to stretch him at all. I put my hands on his back mimicking what Edward was doing to Craig.

As I began riding Sebastian hard, Craig looked up and wailed erotically. His eyes were wide open and we locked gazes. I knew that my friend was on the verge of an incredibly powerful orgasm. I also knew that Sebastian was in for a long hard ride before I came. I drove my cock in and out of one peer's body as another roughly fucked my fellow inductee across the hall. I imagined at the same time that in one way or another in other rooms in the hall the other five members of the council were fucking or being fucked by other peers. Craig howled signaling the onset of an orgasm that had already started his body convulsing. Edward went right on ramming his cock in and out of the sexy bald headed young man. I barely noticed Sebastian's whimpering moans as he joined Craig in orgasm.

But there was no ignoring the sudden grip of his rectal walls on my cock. I was hung up as surely as a dog gets trapped in his bitch's cunt. Only in this case it was the bitch's cunt that had shrunk not my cock that had knotted. I couldn't pull back. I could only grind against him and enjoy the massage of his convulsing rectal walls. In a couple of minutes he relaxed and I was able to resume my assault on his ass. Though he was still panting he encouraged me to fuck him harder and pushed back each time I thrusted into his body. Soon it was obvious that Edward was cumming inside Craig, who looked like he was about to collapse from exhaustion. I was still pounding away when the pair of them fell to the floor. About ten minutes later I empty what cum I could muster into Sebastian's ass.

As soon as my peek subsided I pulled my rapidly shrinking cock out of his body and wiped my dick off on his hip. Thinking it was time for some privacy, I jumped up to close the door. When I reached the door I looked over at Craig and Edward who were still lying on the floor. I decided that they looked ready for a little privacy also. I smiled at my friend as I stepped across the hall. He winked at me as I pulled his door shut. I turned to back to my room and saw that Sebastian was still on his hands and knees waiting for me. But an impulse came over me that delayed my return.

I turned to my right and saw that Terry's door was also wide open. As usual curiosity took control. I walked down and peeked into his room. Terry was naked and on his knees. Jordan Delamond was standing in front him with his fully erect cock against Terry's face. They were standing sideways to me and neither seemed to notice when I came into the doorway. The younger man's tongue was out. He looked like a puppy grateful for any part of his master he got to lick. I had seen Terry's reaction to the old man's approach during the induction ceremony. It seemed that his feelings towards sexual contact with the octogenarian had changed. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 31



The scene was utterly fascinating and filled with so many contrasts. Naked, Jordan's body looked old. His skin was wrinkled, his joints a bit knurled. Yet he stood straight with the continence of a much younger man. His grey body hair was still thick. I imagined that he may have once been blond like the incredibly sexy swimmer at his feet. Terry was youthful, virile and his body was perfectly toned. Even if he weren't on his knees the older man would have towered over him. I could see strength in Jordan that would have seemed to better fit Terry. My former teammate on the other hand had undergone a metamorphosis of sorts. I had always seen him as leader and assumed he would tend toward being dominant. What I saw in that room was a submissive little bitch. As Terry took the older man's erection into his mouth, Jordan began speaking softly. He had taken on the role of sage with ease, while Terry assumed the role of docile student.

"We are much alike, my young friend. When I was ordained my hair was golden like yours and my eyes were still crystal clear. Though my blue no longer sparkles as your eyes do, my fire still burns. There are other similarities. I excelled in the pool as you do and I fought my desires. As you have confessed to me, I too did things that caused me to feel shame. But I learned that pleasure is only shameful if it causes another harm."

The old man was obviously referring to Terry's incestuous summer. I hoped that did not mean that our confessions were not as secret as I imagined. As I continued listening, I saw a flash of movement in the corner of my eye. Sebastian had come looking for me. He was standing in the middle of the hall watching me watch. I turned and nodded but neither of us moved. 

"When I was young," Jordan continued. "Like you I recoiled the first time a man I considered old approached me. I worshipped young fit bodies as you do. It was Ol' Fred himself that taught me that age is irrelevant when it comes to carnal pleasure."

I felt Sebastian's approach.

"Because you and I are so similar, there is much I can teach you. Our traditions include mentoring to pass down wisdom. It is my honor to be your mentor as Ol' Fred was my mentor."

Jordan's speech was becoming somewhat halting. That was obviously due to his rapidly increasing arousal. Terry was playing into that arousal with a vigorous blow job. He clearly wanted more from Jordan than words. 

"Oh fuck, yes, my young brother, show me how much you wish to be my lover as we go forth on the journey!" Jordan gasped.

I saw Terry's Adam's apple move and knew that he was swallowing the old man's seed. I let my eyes trail down Terry's body. I noted that his cock was flaccid and assumed that Jordan had already drained the younger swimmer. I couldn't wait to talk to Terry about the part of the encounter that I had missed. Sebastian slipped his arm around me and moved his lips to my ear.

"Come, John, we also need to talk," He whispered.

As I nodded my agreement, Jordan turned toward us and smiled. Sebastian closed the door and guided me back to my room. As soon as we were behind closed doors, he began to tell me some things about himself. He didn't need to explain that we were to be lovers and he would be my mentor. Though I didn't mind the idea of having Sebastian as a lover and mentor, I wished that they had chosen Adam for the role. On reflection it would have been impossible and not nearly as rewarding for Adam to have taken that role. Adam was far too busy to devote the time to mentoring me. Besides, Adam and I were too close for me to have fully appreciated the experience. I would always have him as mentor and lover anyway. 

As soon as Sebastian was done talking we slid into my bed. We lay there gently caressing each other and occasionally enjoying soft kisses. Considering we were naked with our bodies practically pressed together, it was less a sexual experience than it appeared. It was a bonding experience. Though I am sure that my eyes were closed during part of our time in bed, I can't say if I drifted off to sleep or not. I had thoughts that might have been dreams, but could have well been happy awake thoughts. It felt nice being with him and I believed that he truly cared for me and was concerned for my growth as a man and leader of the brotherhood. I concluded that whoever made the choice of mentors had done a perfect job in my case. Just before our time came to an end, I wondered if my fellow inductees were as happy with the choices made for them. Terry in particular seemed totally mismatched. But then again when I watched him with Jordan he seemed to be blissfully happy sucking the old man's cock. 

It was a paradox I didn't have long to considered. A loud knock upon my door startled me so much that I nearly leapt to my feet. Sebastian was perfectly calm as if he had been expecting the disruption of our peaceful communing. He simply called out for the visitor to enter.

"It is time to prepare for the procession," Colin announced and quickly moved on. 

We climbed out of bed and walked down the hall to the shower room. Craig and Edward were already there and we were soon joined by the rest of the council and their peer mentors. When we were done washing we found that Colin had assembled the council aides to assistance us in drying and dressing for the final event of the induction. We were given silk thongs to wear under our ceremonial robes. As soon as we were dressed, Colin sent the aides away. The three older aides went downstairs to join the other members. Since pledges were not allowed to participate in the festivities, the younger aides had to leave the house. I would have preferred that Zack be there when I was officially recognized as a council member, but tradition was more important. Colin waited with the fourteen of us in the hallway. 

A few minutes later the rest of the peers marched down the hall. Without a word the council fell in line behind the procession. Each of us was preceded by our mentor. As the line moved to the main stairway it struck me that the seventy of us made for a kind of odd parade. The robed line of men formed a procession that seemed more suited to a medieval inquisition than a college campus in the twentieth century. By the time I reached the stairs many of the peers were already in the large meeting room on the first floor. All the peers had taken seats by the time Cal and his mentor reached the doorway. The pair led us to the small dais in the front of the room. We formed two lines with the mentors standing behind their respective mentee. Adam rose from his seat in the front row to address the assembly.

"My brothers, standing before you are the new ruling council of the brotherhood of the AOK and their distinguished peers. It was my honor to officiate at the induction of the new members and the reinstatement of the returning members a few hours ago. I have no doubt that this outstanding group of young men that you have chosen to lead the active brotherhood will serve you well. They are an exemplary group who I proudly welcome to the ranks of leadership. The active youth of our brotherhood as well as the alumni and peers can be joyous in the knowledge that these leaders will protect and promote the traditions and history of the AOK. I am proud to present to you the newly installed president of the brotherhood, Calvin O'Connell."

The room erupted in thunderous applause. Adam took his seat as Cal stepped forward. It took a few minutes before the applause quieted enough for him to speak.

"Thank you, my brothers. First, I wish to offer my thanks to brother Adam for his support and kind words. I am sure that the entire council joins me in my admiration and appreciation of him and all he does for the brotherhood. Next I offer my thanks to the peers and other alumni that have joined us tonight. It is truly gratifying that so many of those that came before us are taking the time to help us welcome the new leaders of the brotherhood. Before I introduce the rest of the council, I wish to recognize the seven brothers who will serve as peer mentors to the council this year. Mentoring those that the active members have chosen to lead requires a tremendous commitment from our peers. I know from my first year on the council how valuable that mentoring is and how much time and effort the mentors put into the task. We are exceedingly grateful for your service." 

The room again erupted in applause, this time led by the council. Before the sound of clapping faded away the mentors left the dais and took the last remaining seats in the front row. When they were seated Cal raised a hand to ask for quiet.

"There is but one final official action to take before the celebration of continuance can begin. Please rise for the introduction of leadership. Returning to the council to serve as vice president is Aaron Nelson. Also returning for a second year is Joe Fields, who has also agreed to be our delegate to the campus's Greek council. Brothers Aaron and Joe have given of their time and energy to better the brotherhood from the moment they pledged. They served the council well and faithfully last year and I am certain will do even more as they increase their leadership roles."

Another less lengthy round of applause followed that introduction. After Aaron and Joe took their seats on dais, Cal continued.

"Brothers, I now have the pleasure of presenting our four newly ordained council members. Because they distinguished themselves as members, you have chosen these men to lead you. You have chosen well. Over the last couple of weeks I have gotten to know our new council members very well. Each of them has strengths that will benefit the brotherhood. When it comes time for me to leave the council at the end of this year, I will be able to do so knowing that the brotherhood will be in such extraordinarily capable hands. I am proud to call each of these men my peer. Please welcome your new leadership council members: Terry Holland, John Campanelli, Daniel Sellers and Craig Albertson."

The audience came to their feet and began to cheer and applaud. I hoped it wasn't supposed to be a solemn occasion because I could not prevent the broad smile on my face. I am not sure anyone could remain stoic in the face of such adulation. But as the applause continued I became somewhat uncomfortable. I wanted Cal to stop the roaring approval and move on with the evening. The joy and pride I felt at first was becoming tinged with embarrassment. I had not really done anything as a leader at that point and felt I was being rewarded for simply accepting an honor that was bestowed upon me. I was relieved when after several minutes Cal finally raised his hand and called for quiet.

"My brothers, the formalities have come to an end. All that remains is for us to recite the creed of brotherhood."

Cal led the group in saying the creed: 

"As a member of the great brotherhood of Alpha-Theta-Kappa I pledge to honor our brothers and be true to the credo set forth by those who came before us. I guarantee this pledge with my own honor and in so doing offer my undying respect for the one who first saw the truth of our ways. I am and shall always be a disciple of Ol' Fred. The brotherhood protects me and I in turn protect my brothers. All else that I am pales when placed against my commitment and love for the brotherhood. May I always live up to my oath and the trust of my brothers."

"Now let us enjoy the celebration of continuance!" He declared when we had all once again pledged our commitment to each other. 

Having little to go on, I had assumed that the all night celebration would be mostly a big wild testosterone laden orgy. I soon learned that I couldn't have been farther off the mark. To my surprise everyone remained dressed as the council passed around the room being greeted and congratulated by everyone. There was some drinking, but it wasn't the excessive boozing of a typical frat party. It was a joyous occasion that didn't need artificial stimulation to fuel the good feelings. I knew that the tradition was to continue the celebration until sun rise. It was only just three am when we had finished the greetings. I didn't know what else the night had to offer.

Thankfully, by the time the greetings were done the group had spread throughout the first floor of the house. Even though the main room was large with that many people in attendance it felt far too crushing. I remained surprised that nothing more than chaste kisses had occurred at the party. On reflection, I realized that was likely for the best. The council members and the peers to a lesser extent had engaged in excess sexual activity that day. Though I am sure we would have given it a valiant effort, we probably would have found participating in a long orgy somewhat challenging. 

Still curiosity led me to ask Cal about the non-sexual nature of the celebration. He told me that traditionally the overnight celebration was a non-sexual expression of our happiness at the renewal of the brotherhood. He also pointed out that the basement and all of the play rooms were available to any brothers who chose to play privately. He also pointed out that any brother who had a room in the house was free to take someone up for a bit for sex. But public sex was not a part of the celebration of continuance. He added that if I looked carefully I would see that selected alumni and younger brothers were missing. An unwritten tradition seemed to be that some of the alums returned every year specifically for the chance to fuck a young man. Our conversation ended when Adam came over to talk to me.

"Congratulations, baby," He whispered in my ear as we embraced. 

After I thanked him he asked if he could have the honor of going to bed with me after the sun rose. I told him that I would be thrilled to have him in my bed, but couldn't promise much in the way of sexual performance. 

"I wasn't expecting more than a little naked cuddling until we have both had some rest. Hopefully, after you sleep some you will be recharged and will fuck me silly."

Again I couldn't have kept the smile off my face to save my life. Over the next couple of hours as I mingled, I did notice couples and small groups that went either up or down and disappeared for a time. With so many horny guys in the house it was inevitable that some would go off to fuck. But, oddly, it was one of the only AOK gatherings that did not seem to be overtly about sex. In fact despite the folks going off to fuck, there remained a decidedly nonsexual atmosphere. By sunrise I was more than ready for sleep. Thankfully, word quickly circulated that Cal had requested that we gather in the main room.

When I reached the door of the room, Calvin and the three senior aides were there to help the council members off with their robes. After handing mine over I was directed back to the dais. Parading up the aisle in my very skimpy and somewhat feminine looking thong would have felt much weirder if Cal was not already been standing up front in the same attire. The seven council members were soon all standing up front waiting for the brotherhood to finish assembling. The peers also took off their robes, but they were more modestly attired. When the hall was once again packed full of our brothers Call stepped forward to speak.

"My brothers, it has been a glorious night. I am overjoyed that so many of you were here to celebrate the rebirth of the brotherhood. There remains only one last thing to do before we close the celebration and retire to our dreams of brotherhood. Your new council shall embrace an open connection with our brothers. To symbolize our desires that there be no barriers between the council and those we lead, we reveal ourselves to you."

Even the four of us who did not know what was coming, did not need any instruction. We had stood at the front of that room and reveled ourselves a few times. When Cal hooked his thumbs into his thong the other six members followed suit. In another moment the seven us were standing naked before the assembly. I felt as if hundreds of eyes were caressing my bared flesh as Cal dropped back into line. We locked arms and spread our legs slightly so that the sides of our feet touched. The room was eerily silent. No one moved for at least two minutes. We just stood there with our brothers visually inspecting us. Finally, Adam rose and came to the front. As he began to speak the rest of the assembly came to their feet.

"Our council is installed and our future bright. As it is impractical for each of you to embrace the council physically, I shall now do for you what you have done with your eyes."

Adam walked up onto the dais and began a ritual I soon learned was as old as the AOK. He embraced each of us tightly. Then he ran his hands down our backs and cupped our buttocks. As he stepped back he slid his hands around our torsos and gave our cocks a gentle squeeze. He tickled our balls before giving us a light kiss on the cheek. When he was done he turned back to the assembly.

"It is now time to form the gauntlet," He announced. 

The audience filed out of the rows of chairs. Some lined the aisle. Most went into the hall. 

"As you did when you began your journey as pledges, now as you begin an even greater journey as leaders, you shall walk the gauntlet and feel the love of your brothers," Adam informed us.

Cal led us off the Dais and into the throng of men waiting to touch and grope us. I felt as if there were hands everywhere as we pushed our way into the group that all but filled the aisle. They seemed to close around us as we moved to the door. I was being grabbed and poked and jostled. My balls were pulled and my cock was squeezed. I even felt a couple of fingers probe my anus. When we reached the door, I saw that the hall was more tightly packed then the aisle had been. The council members soon became separated. We were being moved through the crowd individually. Even though I knew I was safe, a feeling of being trapped came over me. I could feel panic rising just as my cock was rising from the contact. 

My emotions were going in all directions, fear and joy were one with love and apprehension. Exhaustion was fogging my mind. My concept of space and time seemed skewed. I saw the staircase, but had no idea how to get there. It didn't seem to matter anyway as it too was teaming with my brothers. More hands were touching me. I felt gentle caresses and harsh pinches. Suddenly someone had a hold on my cock. I was being jacked off as the crowd continued to move me along. I remember wondering how it was possible for someone to be stroking my cock as I was being passed from man to man. I considered again that I might be hallucinating. I felt my foot bump against something I assumed was the bottom step of the main staircase. I am sure I would have fallen to the ground if I hadn't been surrounded by all of those bodies. 

I lifted my foot but I was being pushed too quickly. I couldn't get my feet under me nor could I fall. I suppose at that point I was deep in the throws of a panic attack. All I know is that fear had taken over. I had to fight not to scream; had to keep telling myself that I was safe. Arms were holding me up and I was moving along. As the arms conveyed me up the stairs I looked back and saw that Craig and Terry were also being passed along by our brothers. We were above the fray, being passed from man to man while everyone continued touching and groping our naked bodies. It was some strange surreal version of crowd surfing that was somehow comforting. In my mind our brothers were protecting us from harm by holding us up above the fray. 

At the top of the stairs the group thinned to just a few people. We were sat upon our feet, but not let free. I was surrounded by four brothers who held me there at the beginning of the empty hallway. One slid down to the floor and engulfed my fully erect cock. Even in my panic my arousal had not diminished. It was only my awareness of my need that had disappeared. As soon as the unknown brother's lips touched my cock I had an overwhelming need for release. He must have sensed how close I was to erupting. He grabbed the base of my cock and squeezed it hard to halt my climax. The three others were pressed so tightly around us I couldn't look down to see who was so enthusiastically sucking cock. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 32



*Authors note: This chapter doesn't fit into any neat category, it is more story than sex and helps transition to John's new adventures.



Adam and I awoke so early the next morning that the sun was not yet above the horizon. When I suggested a shower and more sex he told me that the sex would have to wait. He wanted me to come to his house in town. I didn't really see any reason for the change of venue and protested mildly, even though I knew I would give in. While we showered he told me that he had a surprise for me at the house. Knowing the past of the house I figured he was going to show me some kind of playroom he had not shared with me before I knew the former owner, Adam's mentor, had some fun devices he used on his submissive male harem. Adam however, deflected all my attempts to get hints from him.

It was just after sunrise when I parked the car in the circular driveway just outside the impressive main entrance to the mansion. I was surprised that the house appeared empty when we stepped into the marble floored foyer. There was a caretaker on staff and Adam never traveled without a few people to attend to his needs. At the very least I had expected Steven to come scurrying from the servant area to greet us. Adam quickly explained that he had given the caretaker the week off and that his traveling staff were staying at a local hotel. Though it seemed strange, I figured it had something to do with some kinky sex play Adam had planned. That made my biggest worry whether I would have the stamina to give him whatever treatment he had planned for the day. 

He led me through the house as if he was looking for something. He looked particularly nonplussed when he opened one of the bedroom doors and found it empty and the bed made. Two more bedroom doors revealed similarly empty and unused rooms. 

"Did you forget where you left the surprise?" I asked jokingly.

"Not exactly," He responded clearly concerned.

Had I known that it was Alicia and Gregory he was looking for, I would have been concerned also. The thought of those two wandering around anywhere in America without a chaperon would be unsettling. The islanders as a group were extremely naive and neither my fiancée nor her brother seemed to possess the wiles to survive in a modern society. Their unusual sexuality and openness would no doubt lead to trouble, especially for a beautiful innocent young woman like Alicia who would think nothing of expressing her attraction to men she encountered. But I had no idea what or who he was looking for as I followed him thought the large house. 

After several more minutes of standing in the hallway, with Adam looking as if he was totally lost, suddenly it seemed a light bulb lit up. He told me to follow him and headed for the back stairs. After going down two floors we were in a part of the house I had not visited. It turned out to be a kind of movie theater arrangement. This was before the days of fancy in home entertainment rooms. There was a projection TV and several sofas. The TV was on but at first glance it appeared that no one was in the room. Adam led me in anyway. Once we were in the room I could see that there was a couple sleeping on one of the sofas. To the casual observer they appeared to be lovers cuddled up after falling asleep watching television. When I realized who they were the idea of them being cuddled up lovers disappeared. 

Had I not known them so well the way they were sleeping and their lack of proper clothing would likely to have led me to believe something more than a pair of innocent siblings falling asleep together had occurred in the room. Alicia was wearing a shift style dress common on the island. She clearly wasn't wearing undergarments. Her breasts were pressed into the tangled material allowing both her nipples and the darkness of her areolas to show clearly. In addition, the lower part of the dress had ridden up giving Adam and me a nice peak at her cunt. Her head was lying on Gregory's bare shoulder. The cotton shorts he wore were little more than skimpy boxers. From the obvious tent in the shorts, I would say he was at least three quarters erect.

"Surprise!" Adam said which caused Alicia to open her eyes.

I would say what I felt was more like shock. I really wasn't prepared to see Alicia, my island fiancée and her brother, my island male fuck toy there in Adam's house after the previous few days of all male debauchery at the AOK house. Prepared or not, I suddenly had Alicia in my arms. As soon as she saw me she jumped to her feet and came running to me. I guess she felt my tenseness as we hugged. Suddenly she dropped down to her knees at my feet.

"I am sorry, I did something wrong to upset you, John. I was so happy to see you that I forgot I was not at home," She said as she looked up at me on the verge of tears. 

Greg was on his feet and moving toward us before I could say anything.

"Sir, please do not let my sister's foolishness change your mind about joining our family. I have my father's permission to handle his duties in regard to her behavior while we are here," He said as he went to grab a hold of her. 

I remembered my talk with Alicia's mother about the family's willingness to punish her if she displeased me and knew that my sweet friend Gregory meant to beat his sister for doing exactly what any young women would do upon seeing her lover after a long separation.

"That is not necessary my friend. As I told your mother if she needs to be corrected I will handle it. Alicia get up please, you haven't upset me at all. I am glad that you're happy to see me. 

Gregory quickly stepped back and explained, "I am sorry. I was not trying to take away your right to discipline Alicia. My parents thought that your traditions might not allow you to take a firm hand with her. All such matters are yours to decide now that you are betrothed. I just want you to know that if something needs to be done that you do not wish to handle, I am available. All you need do is ask."

"Thank you, my friend. But I assure you that I am perfectly capable of handling my duties in that regard."

Adam looked at me approvingly. I assumed he was impressed at how much of island culture I had grasped. When Alicia came back into my arms and I causally fondled her ass through the thin cotton dress I displayed more of my grasp of island culture. The formal betrothal had begun the process of making her in a way my property. The process would be completed when we were married. Because only family and a close friend of mine were present, it would be considered normal for an island man to show affection in an intimate way. I knew that an island man might even lift her dress and let his friend see her beautiful ass as he fondled it, but I wasn't in the mood for the possible outcome of that action. I assumed Alicia was horny and baring her ass might lead to her initiating sex. That would have led to a possible awkward group sex situation. 

I had no problem and even expected the day would come when I would share Alicia with Adam. But the third man in the room was Alicia's brother. When I had discussed my fucking Gregory with Alicia, I had understood her to say that incest was taboo on the island. I did not want to exclude Gregory from anything that might have happened had sex been initiated nor would I have wanted to create an uncomfortable situation for Alicia and her brother. I had no idea if casual contact between them in a group setting would be a problem. The group issue went away very quickly.

"John, may I ask something of you?" Alicia asked meekly.

"Of course you may ask anything, anytime."

"Could we go upstairs to be alone? There are some things I want to tell you privately and also I have missed you and want to you to fuck me very much," She said innocently.

As always I was taken aback by her frank words and innocent demeanor. Even though I wasn't so sure about being able to hold up my end when it came to sexual performance, there was no way I could deny the request without hurting her feelings. Worse, it would be a major embarrassment to her to be rejected in front of Greg and Adam. It didn't take long for my interest in fucking her to ignite. As we walked up the two flights to the bedroom, anticipation grew to desire. By the time we were in the bedroom, I likely wanted her as much as she seemed to want me. 

I closed the door and immediately pulled her into my arms. After kissing for a minute, I grabbed the hem of her simple dress and lifted it up over her head. She raised her arms to allow me to pull it off and fully expose her body to my eyes. I hadn't been with a female since returning to school and suddenly I was hungry for pussy. With all the gay sex I had been having at the AOK house, I hadn't had time to feel the lack of sex with females. My cock was already uncomfortable in my pants and all I could think about was getting it inside her cunt. Surprisingly, when I moved my hand towards her bare pussy, she grabbed me wrist asked me to wait.

"John, I need to tell you something. With you gone, I had an ache between my legs," She began.

I tried to stop her by saying that I understood that she had needs that I was not fulfilling. Though I had told her that she was required to tell me about sex she had with others, I didn't want to hear about who she had been fucking while we were separated.  

"No, please, John, I must explain this. I vowed to always be open with you as you say a wife should be with her husband. Even had I not made that vow, this thing I must tell you, so that you will know how much I love you."

I reluctantly agreed to let her continue her story.

"I did not want to be with other men, because I saw in your desire for me not to whore myself that you wished me to be yours alone. Such a thing is difficult for one of the island. I tried to satisfy my urges through self pleasuring. That quickly failed and I turned to my friend Delisia. She was enthusiastic and I got pleasure with her, but her fingers and tongue were not enough to substitute for having a cock, your cock, in my body. My pussy ached so to be truly fucked."

She paused and looked at me as though she feared telling me the rest. I assured her that it was ok to use other men to satisfy the cravings of the body. As I tried my best to assure that I would not be angry or hurt over her fucking other men, it hit me that I likely believed the words more than she did. I loved her, but did not claim exclusive use of her cunt. I would never be exclusive with her and felt she deserved the same privilege.

"John it is important that I finish explaining what happened while we were apart," She insisted.

Alicia took my hand and led me to the bed and bade me to sit with her.

"Although I knew you would not think badly of me for allowing another man to help quench the fire in between my legs, I did not want to simply fuck just any man. I considered going to the boss, because I knew he was your friend and you would no doubt give me to him if he so desired anyway. But that did not feel right. So I decided to turn to something that island ways allows in such situations. It is a part of our ways that you probably do not know about because we keep it very secret. It is scarcely even spoken of among those of the island."

I had no idea what she could be about to tell me and her next words took me completely off guard.

"When the husband of a married island woman is unavailable to her and she can not because of custom fuck another man or she desires to keep herself for her husband, but still needs the comfort of a cock..."

She stopped and looked into my eyes. It was obvious she was searching for words to explain something very private. It was equally obvious that she was concerned about my reaction to what she was about to tell me. She was trembling so much that her body was shaking. Impulsively, I took her into my arms.

"Alicia, my love, please do not fear me so. I truly do not need to know what measures you took to keep your desires at bay. I have taken pleasure with others while we were apart."

"John, I know your ways include fucking others and I do not care. But this thing is different. It is a part of island life you must understand if we are to be married. It is likely that once we are wed there will still be times when you leave me alone on the island. I am certain when that happens that my pussy will again ache to be filled by a cock and I will again turn to the only solution I can imagine."

"Then tell me what this solution is and do not fear my reaction!" I demanded. 

"By tradition, a married woman faced with that dilemma turns to her family for help."

I felt as if I had been punched in the gut, because my first thought was that she had fucked her father. I fought not to let my expression reveal my thoughts.  

"One evening, Gregory and I were walking on the beach talking and I confessed my needs. He understood well my problem, because he missed you too. Males do not have the same reverence for keeping something for only a single lover, however. He explained that he had responded to his desires by fucking more men. As we talked about you and the things that Gregory was doing to lessen the pain of missing you, the fire between my legs began to burn intensely. I begged him to help me and he took me into the woods where we fucked for the first time."

"But you told me that incest was taboo on the island," I blurted out totally shocked by the revelation.

"This is so hard, John. Some things about island ways are difficult even for us to speak of; I know it must be hard for you. I am sorry if fucking Gregory makes me a bad person according to your ways. If Gregory and Nateal were to fuck or a parent was to fuck one of their children that would be taboo. But in the situation I was in, there is no stigma to what Gregory and I did as long as we are private about it."

"I don't think you're bad. Lots of people in this country would I suppose, but that is not important. Most if not all of those people would think I was bad as you put it. I don't give a fuck about rules one way or the other. But I am worried about you. Are you just upset because you were worried about my reaction, or is there something more? Did fucking your brother make you feel, oh fuck, well bad?" I asked not really thinking about the effect my questions might have on her.

My own feelings were completely jumbled. I was a bit disturbed by the idea of Alicia fucking her brother. But I had accepted so much about island life that if what she said about it being an accepted practice was true I didn't really think I had the right to object. I was concerned about her obvious discomfort and wanted to be sure she was only upset because she feared my reaction. Most disturbing to me was the strange sense of arousal created by the picture that formed in my head of my two sibling lovers fucking. I very much wished that I could have Gregory join us in a threesome. I figured that would be a really tough situation to put on Alicia. The final piece of the puzzle, I barely allowed myself to recognize. I wasn't sure that I wanted to be married to a woman that would be fucking her brother while I was away.

"I am not ashamed, John. It is a natural thing to us. Gregory and I love each other dearly. On the island sharing sexual pleasure is just a form of play with most people as you know. Between you and I as with most married or betrothed couples it is more of course since it is part of our expression of love. I know it probably makes little sense to you coming from such a different culture than I do. My fear was truly about your reaction. I understand that such things are very taboo here and I feared you would reject me. But I did not want to hide it as Gregory suggested. I wanted you to understand my commitment to you."

"Have you fucked him since that day?" I asked already certain of the answer.

Though I did not want to hear what I sensed was her confession of having fucked her brother often after that day, for some dark reason I had to know the extent of their coupling. 

"Yes, John, many times" She said and let her head drop. "Do you need to know the details?"

"No, but I do need to know if you ever fucked him before that day?"

"We had played sexually a few times but never fucked," She admitted sounding lost.

I sat silently, unable to think of words to speak. Even with all I had done and all I knew of island life, I could never have imagined Alicia and Greg as lovers. After a minute or two of silence she began to cry. But still no words came to my lips. I knew if I was to speak at that moment that I might well reject her. I was not sure that was wise or even what I wanted. I still loved her and thought that she was the perfect wife for me. It was entirely possible that she might be the only one I could marry and be happy.

After another couple of minutes she began to beg, "Please John, don't hate me, don't cast me away. I love you. I only did what I believed to be right to honor our love. If you deem me to need punishment, I will submit to anything you wish."

"What of Greg? Is he not an equal part of this? Do you believe that you should bear all the blame and retribution? Why isn't he here to share in the confession?" I demanded to know in a harsh tone.

"Please he did nothing wrong. He loves you dearly and would never hurt you. He did for me what a good brother does on the island. It was normal for him to help with my needs. As for any play before we met you that is normal too. I know you do not understand but this is our way. I may have wronged you by your ways, but there can be no society that would lay blame upon Gregory for being a sweet man who only wanted to help his sister."

"Go and bring him here! I want to talk to him," I demanded

Though she looked as if she wanted to disobey, she stood to go anyway. When she went to put her dress back on, I insisted that she go in the nude.

"What difference does modesty make now? Every man in this house has seen you unclothed and fucked you!" I spat out more angrily than I really felt. 

Walking naked through the house was just part of the penance I felt she would have to do to satisfy me. She didn't object. She dropped the dress on the floor and left to get her brother. I didn't move while she was gone. I just sat there stunned trying to block the images of Alicia and Greg happily fucking that filled my head. I had no more success vanquishing the images than I had fighting the arousal they caused or eliminating the bulge in my pants. It was about ten minutes before Alicia returned. She came in the room with her head hung down and Greg in tow. As Greg started to apologize, Adam burst into the room.

"Adam, please go. This is not your affair," I insisted as I came to my feet.

"Of course it is my affair these are my people," He protested.

"This is a personal matter between the three of us and has nothing to do with your roll as boss and protector. Get out," I demanded as I moved toward him. 

Adam did not budge even as I pushed passed Alicia who looked terrified at that point. Greg had the audacity to turn to Adam and try to assure him that he and Alicia would be fine. Adam started to speak. I assume to tell Greg that he was staying. But I was already in his face.

"Adam, this really has nothing to do with you and if you persist in interfering in this very private matter, I will consider it a breach of the bond between us."

He looked stricken at the suggestion that our bond could be broken, but still had the presence to suggest that he and I step into the hall.

"John, I love you and respect you, but your manner is scary and I can not leave any of my people in peril," He said calmly.

"I know that you feel fatherly toward the islanders. This has nothing to do with the island. It is a private issue that must be dealt with in private."




They Are A-OK Ch. 32



"We don't have secrets between us. I know everything...."

I cut him off, unwilling to listen to his reasoning.

"Is that so? Did you know that they have been fucking while I was here?"

The look on Adam's face told me that he had no idea about Alicia and Greg's sexual connection.

"No, you must have misunderstood. The islanders do not practice incest," He insisted.

"Alicia tells me that brother-sister sex play is common and acceptable. I guess there are secrets they don't even share with the boss."

"I don't know if that is true or not, but regardless, I can't let you hurt them."

"Look, Alicia expects punishment. I am not sure what Greg deserves. I assure you that I will not do any more harm then welts on the ass to either of them though. You have to trust me, Adam. Whatever is going to happen in that room needs to be known only to the three of us."

Though I am sure he wanted to, he offered no more protest. I went back into the room and closed the door. I never asked him, but I assumed he waited outside that door to be available in the event he thought Alicia and Greg needed rescuing. Had he made a rescue attempt, I am sure the course of my life would have changed for the worse. As soon as the door was closed, Greg dropped to his knees and began to beg for forgiveness.

"Please, Sir, accept my apologies for seducing her and taking what is rightfully yours," He said with tears in his eyes.

Alicia immediately sighed, "No brother." 

"She says that you did nothing wrong. Her story is that it is ok for brothers and sisters to fuck. But now you're on your knees. What the fuck is the real story? Is she protecting you Greg? Did you rape her?"

"Oh god no, I would never," He wailed as he crawled over and threw himself at my feet. "Please."

"Be a man. Stand up and tell me the real truth about the islander's feelings on brother and sister sex play!" I demanded.

He rose to his feet and spoke to me with his head held high and tears in his eyes.

"John, since you wish me to be a man and speak plainly, I will speak to you as a friend; as I would if you were of the island. Whatever Alicia has told you I am sure she believes to be the absolute truth. I know that she is incapable of lying to anyone let alone you. But at least part of what she thinks is true comes from my interpretation of island tradition." 

He paused clearly choked up by what he was admitting to me. I almost didn't need to hear the rest. But I didn't stop him from continuing.

"As Alicia probably told you, a married island woman who did not have the comfort of her husband's cock available would not be considered immoral to seek out alternatives. Her first choice might be other women, but for some other women do not adequately fill the void. Fucking another man can create complications. Island men tend to think that once they have had a woman's pussy, she is bound to allow continued fucking. That is why I believe island culture allows for seeking out the help of a brother whom can be trusted in such a situation. The other incestuous thing that is clearly acceptable is non-penetration sex play between siblings of the opposite sex. Such things are considered as natural as masturbation. Alicia and I fucking these past few weeks falls in an undefined area. It is clearly not wrong, nor is it what I believe to be the norm, though I am sure that many brothers and sisters fuck each other."

"John, do not believe him!" Alicia interrupted. "What I told you is true. You and I are all but married; fucking Gregory was proper for me. He is only saying it this way to make you think it is his doing. He wants you to direct you anger at him and not me."

"Alicia, be quiet. You have had your say and may speak more later. For now, let your brother finish what he has to say. I am already fairly certain that what blame if any there is for what happened is shared between the two of you."

"John, she is innocent in all this," Greg continued. "On the beach the first time when she told me of her needs, I convinced her that it was acceptable for me to help with those needs. I can't lie and say that I did not want to fuck her. I have wanted to fuck her since I first discovered the joy of sexual play. Once she was engaged to you I knew one day it would happen. I knew you would leave her alone on the island and I would be duty bound to substitute for you. It was going to be perfect; I would have a brother that I loved and opportunities to fuck my sister who I love equally. But that isn't why I did it that day. I knew it would be a long time before you two were together again and didn't believe she could wait. I knew her needs were such that she would have soon slutted herself to multiple men on the island. She could not just fuck one, because he would think himself special. I thought that she might even have taken multiple partners at once to show them that they were not special."

He broke down sobbing at that point. I suppose the idea of his sister spreading her legs for a group of island men was too overwhelming. At that point I really didn't care why he was sobbing or that he was hurting. Though it didn't make sense I was hurting over the whole thing too. What I cared about was figuring out the whole truth. I knew neither of them would lie to me and there wasn't enough difference in the story to make me believe that lies were being told. But I did suspect that there was something about their relationship that even they did not fully recognize.

"I think both of you are telling me the truth as you see it. Greg you may think it is all your fault because you believe you purposely seduced your sister. But neither of you even alludes to force let alone rape. She willingly had sex with you and by her account she wanted it. The idea that her cunt could have been so in need as you both claim seems fanciful however. It would be too far out of character for Alicia to have taken on a group of island men and I think you well know that Greg. You both wanted to fuck the other and found a way to use island custom to make it ok. That you had to convince Alicia that it was right is irrelevant, Greg. I think she allowed herself to be convinced because she wanted it to be so."

Greg stared at me blankly as Alicia rushed forward and threw herself against my body. I just stood there letting her hang on even though the natural thing to do would have been to envelope her in my arms.

"Oh, god, John, you are right. I wanted to fuck him. I have wanted to fuck him for as long as I can remember. He is the sweetest man I have ever known. I know that he has not been fully satisfied when fucking Elikie. Though I think that is due to his preference for others of his own gender, I thought that perhaps with the skills I learned I could make him see how wonderful normal fucking was. I want him to make a happy marriage."

I expected Greg to speak up and deny his homosexuality. Instead all he did was again insist that he had seduced Alicia.

"Do not try to protect me with such stories sister. How can you deny that I seduced you? Even now, under this awful situation, seeing you naked makes me want to fuck you."

"Stop, both of you! It is clear that each of you wanted to fuck the other. Your reasons are just excuses you gave yourself to make it seem ok."

"John, since we do not share both parents, would it still be wrong in your culture?" Alicia asked innocently in a pleading tone.  

"Alicia," Greg gasped.

"I am sorry, I did not tell you that I knew that it was not father's sperm that made you, Greg," Alicia said with obvious concern. "When I was preparing to serve in the house, mother told me all about her life as a whore."

"Enough of this," I barked. "I have some more questions that I insist you answer truthfully."

I told them both to sit on the bed. I stood in front of them and began the inquisition.

"Greg, this first question may be difficult for you, but I want a heartfelt answer. Please think before you answer. Is what Alicia thinks about you preferring sex with men over women true?"

He paused for only a minute and then in a meek voice said, "Yes."

"Then how can you claim to want to fuck her so badly?"

"She is the only women I really ever fully enjoyed sex with. But it is an emotional thing when I am with her, like it is when I am with you or Hector." 

I could see the distress the admissions were causing Greg, but I knew I had him on the verge of admitting his homosexuality. I believed it was in his best interest to accept his true self.

"Greg, why do you fight your desires so when your society is so open about sexuality?"

"Because it is a sin to be a man lover!" He blurted out. "All men must take wives and make children. Our people can not go on if we give into such unnatural carnal desires."

I was stunned that on an island where bisexuality was not only common but encouraged that such an attitude about homosexuality prevailed. But there was more to know and I was not inclined to let either of them off the hook.

"It is your turn to answer an uncomfortable question, Alicia. Do you just fuck Greg or do you also suck his cock?"

She didn't seem to be as upset by the question as I imagined she would be.

"Yes of course. But I do not understand why you ask these questions. Must you know every detail of what we have done? If so I will tell you all I remember because it is your right to ask this or anything of me. But I do not know that you have the right to ask the kind of question you asked Greg. I am sure that he has never told anyone of his desires and you should not have made him tell you."

Some sort of strange instinct took over when she challenged me. I grabbed her arm and yanked her to her feet. I turned her and smacked her ass hard. 

"John, please," Greg yelped. "I know she was wrong to challenge you and that a husband would likely use something much more painful than his hand. She was only defending me because I did not have the will or desire to defend myself. If your anger must be expressed, please let my ass feel it, not hers."

I let go of Alicia's arm and turned to him as if I was going to take him up on the offer of beating his ass. When he started to stand to present it to me, I pushed him back down.

"Greg, is she right? Have you ever shared these desires with anyone? Did you not want to share them with me?" I asked as he looked up at me with a confused expression.

"She is wrong. I was happy to have told you and would have even if the circumstances were more pleasant. I have told three others about my real desires. Hector of course who I share a bond with. A man who visits the boss often has helped me a great deal with understanding the feelings. I only know him as Master Symington." 

I had to smile at the idea that old Reggie had seduced and become the confidant of a sexy island boy. Of course for all I knew Reggie had fucked every guy on the island. 

"The other had a less happy outcome," He continued. "I misinterpreted the actions of one of my long time friends. I thought his desire to have sex with me in what was an unusually intimate manner for friends meant that he had feelings for me like I had for him. When I expressed my feelings, he turned on me. He berated me and beat me. Then I guess what he did next was rape. After that day our friendship was over. He has never spoken to me again. But I am grateful that he never told others about what I told him."

"You shouldn't be grateful to a guy like that for anything. I would bet that the only reason he never spread the information is because in truth he has the same feelings as you do."

I turned back to Alicia and told her to sit.

"So there is more than fucking and sucking his cock going on?"

"I told you I would tell you everything, but isn't it enough to know that Gregory and I fucked and did the other things that includes? I can not believe you really want to know the details. John, I am sorry, we let our passions lead us to do all those things lovers do."

"So I can assume that he eats your cunt even though he admits that he is queer?" 

The words erupted from my mouth. I knew my words were hurtful to them both. While the islanders are very plain speaking in many ways, discussions of oral sex are not so graphic. The more hurtful part, I really didn't understand at the time. Being called queer, even when true was possibly the worst insult that an island man could feel. 

"Please stop, John. If you need to punish me do it. If you want to cancel our marriage do that," Alicia pleaded.

I wanted to take my belt to both of them. But I knew that my anger was so strong that I would likely cause permanent harm. I also wanted to ask more questions. My curiosity about their feelings and the things they had done together was as insatiable as it was perverse. I even wanted to hurl more hurtful insults at them. Oddly, I had an almost overwhelming desire to fuck them both at the same time I was feeling such anger toward them. 

"Alicia, I have no idea what I want. You both deserve punishment and I can't simply let things go until I have all my questions answered. I am not ready to give up on us marrying nor am I ready to go on as if nothing has changed. As you have trouble explaining island ways to me, I can not express how much this news you brought complicates my feelings. I think it is best that we take a break. I need to go think and you two probably need to talk. I am sure neither of you accepted the depth of your own feelings or had a grasp on how the other was feeling."

I didn't wait for a reply. I simply walked out of the room. My first thought was to be alone so I could think. As a stormed down the hall I realized that what I really needed was to talk with a trusted friend who might help me to understand the revelations and how they made me feel. Adam was the only person in the world who fit that bill. He knew me well and I trusted him completely. He also knew more about the islanders than anyone I knew. Finding his bed room empty, I headed downstairs. I found him in what was still referred to as Daniel Culbertson's study. The room was scarcely used and I doubt anything had been changed since the old man's death. When I walked into the room, Adam jumped up from an easy chair and rushed to me.

"John, are you ok? Are they ok?"

"Physically, all is well if that is your concern. Mentally, the three of us are a bit lost at the moment."

"Are they really sleeping together?"

"They are fucking if that is what you are asking, Adam. You know as well as I do that unmarried lovers seldom spend the night in the same bed on the island."

"John, I am sorry that this is upsetting you so much," He said as he took me in his arms. "But, you couldn't have thought that she would remain faithful."

"This isn't about fidelity!" I insisted as I freed myself from his arms. "I assumed the engagement would have freed her to be a bit wild even. It seemed that she was only as chaste as she was because of her preparations for working at the house."

"Maybe, maybe not; Alicia was less promiscuous than average for an island girl, but she wasn't alone."

"Adam, I don't care one way or the other how many guys she fucked or didn't fuck. But jesus her brother? Even that wouldn't be such a big deal if they weren't fucking in love."

It suddenly hit me what was really bothering me. 

"It doesn't even make any sense with him being gay," I added.

"John, you must be wrong about that. Gregory isn't gay; none of the island men are gay. He fools around but they are all committed heterosexuals," Adam said confidently.

"He is as gay as can be, Adam. Just because they all get married and have babies doesn't mean that there aren't some that are gay. He is involved in a passionate affair with that deck hand on your yacht, Hector."

Adam looked truly stunned. 

"I am sorry. I should not be laying all this on you," I said fearing I may have somehow upset his world view.

"No, it is fine. I knew Hector liked men sexually better than women, but I never imagined an emotional connection. Do you know why Gregory didn't want to leave the island like other young island men who are gay?"

"Because he can't bear the thought of leaving the island. So others have left because they are gay?" 

"Yes, usually they chose to go off to college and just don't come back."

"Men and women?"

"I can only think of one female that came to me and asked to leave because of sexual orientation. There may be a couple of others who used another excuse. But it is mostly males that seem to be so ostracized that they chose to leave. Women open their cunts and wombs to fulfill the duty to procreate. I wouldn't be surprised if lesbians on the island might not have more babies than average. Pregnant island women spend a lot of time having sex with other women. While they are pregnant the restrictions on their husbands are lifted. The men can recreate with other men or if they prefer single women while their wives carry the child. After five years if a man has fathered what he believes to be a sufficient number of children he may even forgo sex with his wife altogether. Women who wanted to be with other women would not complain in that instance."

"Wow, these people seem more complicated all the time," I lamented.

"There is no question that it is a complicated society. This issue with incest is surprising. I suspected that there was some looseness in that area, but never imagined siblings having an actual affair."

"I think it might be in part due to them being only half-siblings."

Adam's immediate change of continuance told me I was wrong about him knowing that Greg's biological father was not Duarte Ortiz.

"What the hell are you talking about?" He asked sounding completely confused.

"Oh shit, I figured you knew. Gregory was fathered while his mother was unwed and employed to entertain guests. Duarte is not his father."

"Oh fuck. I had no idea. He was born before I owned the island. I knew his mother had been a whore in the house because of the detailed records that were kept. But birth records are not kept and there is no mention in any papers of children that are fathered by guests. Most islanders can not say with 100 percent certainty who their biological father was. There is almost no discussion of paternity. How do you know?"

"They shared the information with me in confidence. I guess since I am to be a member of the family they will share all family secrets. If I hadn't believed that you knew I would never have mentioned it, Adam."

"They clearly don't tell the boss everything. So what are you going do, John?"

"I don't know yet. I still think she is the perfect choice to be my wife. I care for her and find her sexually exciting. I can't imagine finding another mate that would accept my sexuality. But I do not know if I can deal with leaving her alone on the island knowing that the two of them will be fucking."

"You could ban her from being with him."

"She would likely betray me if I did. That would cost her dearly even if I never found out."

"I can force him to leave the island."

"I could not see such a thing done to him. I would like to see him chose to leave on his own because I believe he would be happier living where he did not have to hide his sexuality. But I do not see him choosing that path."

"He could be assigned to the yacht. It is a way from the island much of the time. He could be with Hector and have part of the life you think he wants. When he was home he would have to be attentive to his own wife. He would not have the time to spend with Alicia. She would find other ways to fill those needs."

"That might work; then again I could take her away."

"Do you not think that would hurt her as much as you think sending Gregory would hurt him?"

"Fucking complications! Damn that island!" I roared. "I have to go talk to her."




They Are A-OK Ch. 32



I ran up the stairs and burst into the bedroom where I had left Greg and Alicia to talk. Their talk must have quickly led to more. I stared in stunned silence at the scene on the bed. They were both naked, she was on her hands and knees and he was driving his cock in and out of her cunt. His arms were wrapped around her and he was holding her tits as if they were reins. Her moans filled the room and sweat was beaded upon his back. Even if they had noticed my entrance they were too far gone to stop. She screamed and her body shook noticeably as an orgasm ripped though her. In another second he grunted and called her name as he emptied his balls into her body. 

My reaction was visceral. He was still in the throws of climax when I rushed to the bed. I grabbed him and pulled him off of her. She turned and I could see the look of horror in her eyes as I tossed her gorgeous, sweet brother to the floor. He lay there in a heap unwilling to fight or flee. Alicia rolled unto her back and started to curl up like a turtle that recoils in defense. 

"You fucking filthy little slut," I screamed as I pounced upon the bed.

She shook her head slowly as if she intended to protest but no words escaped her trembling lips. 

"Why didn't you just tell me that it was him you wanted? I will not hold you to the marriage promise. You can be with the bastard. Fuck, go somewhere and marry him so you will no longer be cheating, lying, dirty dealing, disgusting pigs" I cried out as I pressed my weight into her.

From some pit of bravery, I doubt he knew he had, Greg found his voice.

"John no! You don't understand. It was one last time. I swear it was never going to happen again! I am going away. We will never see each other again," He said pleadingly as if he thought I might kill Alicia.

I screamed, "You lie, you fucking bastard faggot!" I roared as I leapt from the bed. 

He didn't even raise his arms to block my assault when I jumped upon him and began throwing punches. He just lay there and let me drive my fist into his face and chest. I might have killed him if Alicia hadn't scrambled to her feet and tried to pull me off him. 

"Please, John, no, beat me if you must," She begged as she tugged on my shoulders. "You're right I am a slut! I am a horrible person. I am sorry that I could not resist one last time with him. Oh god I love you both so much John!"

She was tugging on me and had her face pressed against my back. My tee shirt was instantly dampened by the tears that steamed from her eyes. I stopped punching and turned back toward her. I pulled her down next to her brother.

"Why should I believe either of you?" I demanded to know.

"John, please, I need to tell you something; something not even Gregory knows," Alicia said desperately. "If after you hear it you still hate me, I will accept your judgment. You have my blessing to take my life if that is what you need of me to atone for my wretched ways."

That was when I first realized that I had been so enraged that I might have killed Greg. I was appalled at the idea that I could kill anyone. That it might be someone I had cared so much for scared me. 

"What is so fucking important after all that has happened?" I asked and moved off of Greg.

I sat beside her as she told her tale.

"I am sorry, my sweet brother. I never wanted you to know these things, but John must know them to understand me," She said sounding like she could barely get the words out. "John, Gregory and I aren't even half-siblings as he believes. Only my parents and I know the whole story. My father is the man you know Duarte, but the woman you think is my mother is not. She is Gregory's mother and the story of his parentage that you were told is true. My parents had tried since Gregory's birth to make a child of their own. After two years of his wife being barren my father became resentful and angry. He questioned his love for her. But they both married late in life by island standards and his prospects were not good for finding another wife. Even if he could his love for the son he had not fathered would have kept him from leaving."

"He took his wife's inability to conceive as an affront to his virility. To prove he was manly he began an affair with a young woman who was about the age I am now. My mother who told me all these things says although he kept the affair secret the marriage became increasingly strained. At some point he simply brought his lover into the household. The girl though pretty had not been betrothed and lost her parents. That was the public excuse for letting her live with them. He did not hide the real reason he wanted her to live with them from my mother. He went so far as to tell my wife that he wanted to father a child with her to prove that it was not his fault that they had not conceived."

"When his lover became pregnant they kept it a secret from the rest of the islanders and he made my mother pretend to be pregnant. Only my mother's closest friend who was a midwife was told the truth. When I was born, my mother claimed me as her own. Gregory, you were too young to know the difference or even remember father's lover. The woman that bore me continued to live in our home and my father enjoyed carnal pleasures with both women for several months. That ended when my mother became pregnant with Nateal, who is the only child that is biological connected to both of our parents. That was when my mother insisted that my father's lover leave the house. She took a job at the main house and was soon entertaining guests. I suppose being a whore is my true heritage since both my biological mother and the woman I know to be my mother were whores."

"I do not know how long my father continued fucking the woman that bore me or how our parents repaired their marriage and rekindled their love. I do know that two years after she moved out, my birth mother who never paid any attention to me, left the island. A wealthy visitor took her to live as a maid in his house and be his secret lover. I do not think anyone on the island has ever heard from or about her since she left. Gregory I am sorry to bring this news to you now and John I am sorry to have caused you such anguish. If I had told you both the truth I might have saved much sorrow." 

I didn't have any doubt about her truthfulness. I could see that Greg was devastated. I was shocked that a deception like that was perpetrated by islanders. I thought them to be completely without that kind of guile. 

"Alicia, how did you learn of this story?" I asked needing to understand her history.

Greg made no attempt to speak.

"When she felt I was old enough to understand, my mother shared the secret with me. Later my father talked to me some of those times also. They thought that it was my right to know my true parentage, just as they had told Gregory the story of his creation. For a time neither of us knew that we were not truly brother and sister. It was only when I made it clear that I was going to follow my mother's path that I was told of his real parentage. There was no reason for him to know of mine. We had been raised to adulthood believing we were siblings."

"Alicia, how could you let me believe that you were my sister when the truth would have freed us both of the guilt we suffered?" Greg asked her in a desperate tone.

"Because the truth is that us not being of the same parents does not make us any less brother and sister. I felt no less guilt about fucking you than I would were you born of the loins of my mother and fathered by the same seed as I. I knew as I can see you do now that you would feel betrayed if I told you after having kept the secret for so long. I am sorry, brother, but our lack of blood ties does not change our relationship."

"If the truth could be revealed and it was acceptable would you wish to marry Greg?" I asked hopeful that she would not want that life.

"No, I have made my choice concerning marriage. I knew that there was no real restriction on having a relationship with Gregory when I chose you, John. I can't deny I love Gregory, but I can't say that I would feel so strongly for him if he had not first held my heart as my brother. Had he just been another of the island boys I knew growing up, I do not know if I would feel anything at all for him. Besides, I know that no woman will ever make him truly happy and I couldn't be happy with him knowing he loved someone like Hector more than he loved me. The life Hector's wife has made does not appeal to me."

I was sad for her and no longer sure if our marriage would work out.

"Greg, what of you, now that you know that Alicia is not your blood relative, how do you feel about her as a mate?"

"She would be the perfect wife, but... Oh god, I would be a terrible husband. She is right about where my deepest love and passions would rest. I love her as I do not think I can ever love Elikie. Because of that love, I could not marry her. I know it would hurt her and even more I know she would not be comfortable finding her pleasures with others."

"What about Elikie? Aren't you being unfair toward her?"

"That is different."

"Oh then she knows that you prefer cock to cunt and that she would just be a body to grow heirs for you?"

"No, but she enjoys being with other women and has fucked many men. She is far more outgoing sexually and I know that she would happily seek pleasures with others. In time I might even be able to tell her the truth about me."

"Greg, I think the boss may be able to help you have at least a more happy life if not a perfect one. You could give up gardening and start working on the boat with Hector. You would travel a lot, but still have a wife on the island. In a way you could have both worlds. While away you would have Hector, while on the island you could be Elikie's dutiful husband."

"I don't know. I would have to talk to both of them."

"Of course. Now please leave Alicia and me alone."

I could see that he was reluctant to leave the room. I suppose he had reason to fear what I might do to her. I assured him that she would be safe and all I wanted was to talk to her privately.

"It is ok, brother. I am not afraid of John. Whatever he does, I know will be fair," Alicia assured him.

He grabbed his clothes and left the room.

"John, I regret all that has happened. I should not have let you commit to marrying me without telling you the truth. My feelings toward Gregory do not diminish my love for you in any way. But that does not change that you should have known all these things before making a decision regard our future together. If you want to cancel the marriage, I will take all the blame. I will make any admissions needed to guarantee that dishonor will not fall upon you."

"Alicia, though I was angered and shocked by the discovery of your liaisons with Greg and disappointed to learn that you're capable of withholding the truth, I am not ready to opt out of our commitment. But there are more questions I need you to answer before I can know for certain that you are still the woman I believed would be such a perfect wife."

"John, I will answer any questions you wish to ask. I promise that I will tell you the honest truth and in future will withhold nothing from you. I am humbled that you have not yet lost all desire to be with me. You should know that I still fully expect you to punish me for my wicked deceptions," She told me sincerely.

I believed that she actually wanted me to punish her physically. I wondered if she felt that the only way to atone for her actions and be absolved so that we could make a life together was to endure such punishment. 

"Alicia, there is something that I do not understand. One of the reasons you gave for not wanting to marry Greg even if it was possible is his attraction to men. Why don't you have the same concern about being happy as my wife?"

"I never considered that your desires for sex outside our marriage would mean that I could not make you happy, John. Normal healthy sex with others, of either gender does not diminish the marriage bed in most island unions. It is Gregory's overwhelming preference physically and emotionally toward men that I think would make a marriage between us unhappy. I can no more expect fidelity from my husband than I can swear to offer it to him."

"But Alicia, you know that I would be away from you a lot. I have also told you that there will be times when I will chose being with another man over your embrace. How will you be any happier as my wife than you would be as Greg's wife?"

"I suppose that is something you would see as complicated. But it is simple to me. First, you make me feel things I do into think any other person could ever bring out. Also, when you fuck me it is so amazing that even having you as a part time husband would be far more fulfilling than having any other man I have known as a totally dedicated full time husband. But most importantly there is the issue of your feelings towards me being with others. There is no jealousy in you. Even through all that has happened today I never saw jealousy. Your reaction was to the nature of my liaison, not that I had fucked another man. As long as it was within the bounds of what you believe to be proper, I would not have any concern about having my physical needs eased by another when you were away. I know this would not be true of Gregory. I have seen jealousy in his eyes when we talked of me with others. That is why he did not want me to be a whore and why he hated you so at first."

"If, we marry and Greg stays full time on the island, would you still fuck him?"

"That depends on your wishes. If you forbade it or I just thought that it was still a taboo in your eyes, I would try not to give into my desires. It would be hard to fight the attraction if he was here all the time and you were not, John."

"It is actually odd how much my perception of you fucking him changed once I knew that he was not your real brother and that you knew that before you fucked him. However, I can not forgive him as he believed that he was fucking his sister. Even if that were not true, my customs say that a man does not fuck a friend's wife or girlfriend. Because I know that you still think of him as a brother, I could not live with the idea that you were continuing to fuck him. Making and keeping that promise would be essential to our marriage working."

"John, what you walked in on truly was to be the last time. He had decided to leave the island to save the chance of you and me marrying and being happy. But, I don't want him to leave. It will kill his soul to leave the island forever and devastate Elikie to be abandoned. She would never understand." 

"What of the plan for him to work on the boat and just be a part time island resident?"

"If it gave him happiness that would be fine with me. But, John, I do not think that you will ever be fully happy with me now. You will always see me as a slut who fucked her brother, won't you?" 

The question stunned me. I knew she was right about me never being able to completely move beyond her affair with Greg. As for thinking of her as a slut, in a way I think I wanted her to be one. That would make us even. I accepted that I was a slut and always would be. What I was no longer sure of was the validity of my reasons for agreeing to marry her in the first place. She would give me a wife to show the world and a family that I wanted with few of the complications. I cared for her a great deal, but wasn't sure after my recent romantic history if I even knew what real love was at that point. As for sex, fucking her was beyond description. Her innocence combined with her open wild and free sexuality, not mention her training in pleasing men made every sexual encounter with her stunningly pleasurable.

"Alicia, you're so amazing. Your spirit is giving and caring. Your lust and sexuality is more than any man could hope to have in a wife. But is it fair for me to take you and deprive you of the possibility of finding a man that would give you everything you deserve?"

"I thought that I gave up that possibility when I chose to become a whore. Whores must give up childish dreams for the comforts the job provides them and their families. Perhaps after my time fucking the boss's guests I might have gotten lucky and found a good man as my mother did. But their union has not been perfect as you now know. It is far more likely that I would end up with a man no one else wanted or could stand. My husband might take me because he wanted a personal whore who he felt no remorse in using to satisfy dark sexual desires. My mother warned me of all these things as I was prepared for my duties. You give me the only hope I have of making a good marriage that will bring me happiness."

"But I have been assured that being a whore for the boss's guests does not diminish a women in the eyes of the islanders," I protested.

"That is true. But those that whore miss out on the chance for romance and the best of the young men marry before they can entertain the idea of a mate. If a whore is lucky her sexual skills might attack a young man to her bed who then falls in love. That is the only way she has any chance of making a real and happy marriage."

"If I was to cancel the marriage would that mean that you would have to become a whore?"

"No one would make me, but I would likely choose to become a whore, yes."

"Why? Adam would give you anything I asked. You could still go to college and have a job that didn't require you to fuck his guests."

"I would not want anything I was not entitled to have. If I am not worthy of you, I should not benefit because you liked fucking me for a time."

I felt like she had left me in an impossible situation. I was doubtful that a marriage would ultimately contribute to our long term happiness. However, if I canceled the wedding she would be left even worse off than she was when I came into her life. Because of me she now saw that whoring was less respectable than she had believed. She would spend the next ten years or so fucking men she did not choose. After that she would be left the choice of remaining single for life or marrying whoever was available. It was obvious that old maids were held in far lower regard than whores on the island. I just could not doom her to the life she was seemingly so willing accept.

"Would you take my help, if I arranged for you to leave the island? You could go to college and then get a job. I know you would find a good man to marry along the way. God any man would be lucky to have you."

"Leave the island forever?" She asked with tears filling her eyes.

Clearly that was an even worse fate to her.

"Yes, there is a world of opportunity and great men who would make it their life's work to please you," I offered insistently.

"But they are not like you, are they? I would only be allowed to fuck one man for the rest of my life. What of my parents? They two were to benefit from my entertaining the boss's guests. I could not forsake them nor do I think I could stand not to see the island again."

My cause was lost. I could not forsake her any more than she could forsake her family. I lifted her off the floor and pulled her into my embrace. In another minute our lips came together. 

After a few minutes of tongue play she pulled back and asked, "John is this going to be our goodbye fuck?"

I didn't want to think anymore and answering would have required thinking. So I simply picked her up and carried her to the bed. I quickly stripped off my clothes after lying her down. As I moved to crawl into bed with her she stopped me and moved to bring her lips to my still flaccid cock. Her fingertips caressed my balls as she took my soft cock into her mouth. My dick went from soft and lifeless to fully engorged and wild almost instantly. I tried to fight off the images that began to invade my brain as I watched her lovingly suck the full length of my rigid, twitching cock. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 33



I awoke five days later in a hospital. The majority of my body was covered in casts or bandages. I was in some sort of traction bed, so I was completely immobilized. I lay there for a few minutes trying to remember what had happened to me. When I couldn't I became frightened. I even imagined that I might be dead like those characters in movies who don't remember dying. Having no other way to gain anyone's attention, I screamed as loud as I could. A nurse came flying into the room.

"Well, how about that, you're awake already," She said and obviously forced a smile.

"What happened? Where the fuck am I?" I wailed as tears began running down my cheeks. 

Fear was combining with pain and I felt like I was going to vomit. She came to my bedside and put her hand on my shoulder. I could see the concern in her eyes as she spoke.

"You had an accident a few days ago. You are in the hospital. I will have to call the doctor to come explain things to you."

"No, please don't leave me," I begged with trembling lips.

She smiled and pressed the nurse call button summoning one of her coworkers. The nurse stayed with me until the doctor arrived about fifteen minutes later.

"I am not going to lie to you; you are in pretty bad shape. Truth is I am surprised you woke up so soon," The doctor said in that way they have of talking that makes you feel like they don't actually give a crap and your body is little more than a collection of parts. 

"In addition, to the obvious broken bones and lacerations which alone were enough to have killed you, you had massive internal damage. Your spleen and part of your pancreas were removed. Several other organs including your liver, kidneys and stomach required major repair. It s still possible that you will lose your right kidney but we are hopeful it will continue to function."

"So, are you trying to say that I might still die?"

"Now that you are awake we can do a few tests to be sure, but I would say that is unlikely. What I can tell you is that you are going to be a guest of the university medical center for a long time."

"So what happened to me?"

"We were hoping you could fill us in on that. All we know is that you rammed into the back of a truck going at least three times the speed limit. Since you don't know how that happened and we have reports that you had a traumatic morning before the crash, I am recommending a psychiatric consult."

"What the fuck, you think I tried to kill myself?"

"I don't know. But I do know that you drove a car into the back of a huge truck and didn't even tap the brakes. What's it sound like to you."

I laid there stunned, trying to figure out if I had tried to kill myself. I remembered driving too fast. But the road was mostly straight and empty. I had no recollection of the truck. It didn't seem possible that I had rammed into it on purpose.

"Relax, son. We will get it all worked out. Oh Doctor Burton asked me to let him know when you woke up. He was here with you for at least 36 hours straight after your came out of the OR. You must be a very special patient to get that treatment from you doctor. Ok if I call him?"

"Yes, please. He is as much a friend as he is my doctor."

"There are quite a few other people I am sure will want to be coming around to visit. You have had more folks calling about you and coming by than a whole ward of patients. We are going to have to limit visitors for awhile though; to be sure you're strong enough. Is Doctor Burton a good enough friend to be the gatekeeper?"

"Sure for now. Maybe, after I see him we can figure out someone that has more time to handle that."

"Ok, I am going to go call him and order some tests. Try to relax and just concentrate on healing."

By the time he left me, I decided that my initial impression of the doctor was off. He obviously cared; he was just very officious and focused on his work. The nurse came back in right after he left.

"How you doing? Feeling any better after the doctor explained things?" She said in a sweet voice.

"Not really, but I guess it is going to take time to feel better."

"Yes, it will and we will be here to help you. First thing I can do to help is give you the pain meds that the doctor ordered."

Almost as soon as the injection entered my IV line my pain began to slip away and was replaced by a growing since of euphoria.

"The doctor wants me to change some of your bandages. I will do my best not to add to your discomfort, ok?"

"Sure, I can't imagine you doing me any harm, angel." 

She started by removing the gauze that covered a large part of my face. I stopped her when she started to apply new bandages.

"Can I see?"

"Are you sure that you want to right now?" She asked compassionately.

"I guess it is at least as bad as I thought if you have to ask that. But yeah, waiting won't make my face any prettier will it?"

She gave me a kind of sad smile and then retrieved a mirror from across the room. I suppose they knew that I would ask to see my face soon enough. When she held the mirror up the handsome young man I had always known wasn't there. In his place was something that could have been made in a Hollywood makeup shop. There were hundreds of dark stitches holding together the puffy, dark purplish flesh of my face. My eye sockets were almost coal black and my left eye was so bloodshot it looked like the white part had turned crimson. 

"Oh shit, fuck, I'm sorry. Will it always look this bad?"

"Your face will heal some. The bruises the puffiness they will clear up. You are going to need plastic surgery for the scars. I am sorry, I shouldn't have shown you, I wasn't supposed to. But I think it is better to know than to imagine."

"I agree and don't worry; I won't tell anyone you let me see my face."

"Thank you, but I am not worried about me. My only concern is about you getting better."

After replacing my facial bandages, she told me that there was a bandage on my thigh she needed to check. 

"You ok if I have a look without a chaperon," She said in a flirty way.

I wasn't sure if her flirting was genuine or something she was doing to try to reassure me that even with a disfigured face I was still desirable. I smiled and told her that I never minded a sexy lady looking under my sheet. She lifted the sheet and pulled up my gown exposing one of the few parts of my body that had neither a cast nor bandages. I was grateful that I at least hadn't cut my cock off. I unfortunately had no idea if it still worked or not. She carefully took a large bandage off my thigh and again I asked to see. She held the mirror so that I could see my thigh. There were two stitched up lines. One was jagged and ugly, clearly a result of the accident. The other was straight and less frightening. She explained that the longer straight line was from an operation. 

"You're lucky that whatever cut your thigh didn't go another half inch. Sure would have been some sad women in the world if a stud like you were permanently out of the game."

"Not so sure that they will be so happy after seeing this mug," I lamented truthfully.

"Nonsense," She said as she began applying salve to my leg wound. 

I quickly learned two things. The first was that my cock still functioned properly. The second was that getting an erection with a catheter shoved down your dick is not exactly a gentle experience. My dick went fully hard and felt like it had a pencil shoved into it. A picture flashed in my mind from some porn flick where a dominatrix inserted several different things in some tied up guy's hard cock. The guy in the movie seemed to enjoy the experience. I was sure it would be torture for me.

"Oh, fuck!" I called out spontaneously. 

"Oh jeez I'm sorry, I didn't think I would have that affect on you," She said in a sweet tone that conveyed true concern.

"Pretty lady I am sure you have that affect on most guys that meet you," I said through gritted teeth trying to sound cool.

"Under different circumstances I .." She started but stopped and began to blush. "I should get the doctor."

"No, don't, it's starting to ease up," I said, lying just a bit.

"It doesn't look like it is easing."

"As long as you have your hands down there it is going to stay hard, but I guess I am getting used to the pressure. It doesn't hurt as much."

I stayed hard as a rock while she finished her work. After she covered me back up she told me that she was sorry she couldn't take care of my condition.

"Ejaculating with that cath in place would be a problem," She added.

"Is it like a cork?" I asked jokingly.

"Maybe, a bit."

When she left, I began to obsess over the idea of not cumming for a long time. I wasn't sure how my body would react to such deprivation. The time since the accident was the longest that I had gone without an orgasm since I had discovered masturbation. My thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of Doctor Burton. 

"Damn John, you scared the fuck out of us," He said as he came over to my bed side.

"Oh well then pardon my ass for upsetting you by getting my body fucked up," I said jokingly.

"So you're awake," He continued as if I had said nothing. "Anything I can do for you?"

"I don't know, well you could take this damn catheter out and suck my cock. I am fucking horny as shit!"

"As much as I would love to suck you cock, John that would be a bad idea. Putting that tube back down your dick while you were awake would be more pain that you can imagine."

"So leave it out," I said flippantly.

"So you think you're ready to walk to the toilet hotshot? Or maybe you just plan to piss your bed."

Suddenly, I had a rather uncomfortable thought.

"What about taking a shit?" I asked not sure I wanted the answer.

"You have a temporary colostomy. It will be removed as soon as you are strong enough to get to the toilet with assistance," He explained. 

"Oh fuck, I guess I have less than zero sex appeal left."

"That is stupid John. You know that all your appeal is not in your looks."

"Whatever, let's talk about something else."

"Good idea. I have a message from Adam. He was here for over two days straight after they brought you in. We thought that you would be unconscious for weeks. He didn't want to leave you, but too many people depend on him."

"I know. If you talk to him tell him I understand."

"I talked to him a few minutes ago. He will be flying in tomorrow."

"Do you know about Alicia and her brother? How are they doing?"

"Adam sent them back to his island. They wanted to stay, but it was going to be a long wait and we weren't sure if you would want to see them. They were both really sad about you being hurt so badly. You will have to ask Adam how they are doing back home. I am sure you know that there a lot of folks that want to visit. I heard you picked me to be the initial gatekeeper."

"The doctor picked you really. He said we couldn't have the whole world trooping through here. Do you mind?"

"No, but since you may be here awhile, we should find someone who has more time. I understand that Calvin has already conferred with the dean and you are excused from classes this semester."

"Fuck, how the hell long am I going to be in this fucking bed!" I practically screamed."

"No one can say for sure at this point. But I know it will be at least few weeks before you are strong enough to begin facial reconstruction and some other surgeries to put you back together. Until that time you will be here. When you're ready Adam has arranged for you to be moved to the hospital where the best team of reconstructive surgeons in the world practices. You will probably be there several months."

The first visitor Allan sent is was a huge surprise. Brock filled the doorway to my room as he came lumbering in to see me as if we had last been together only hours earlier.

"Damn, you will do anything to get out of going to class!" He exclaimed before leaning down and giving me a soft kiss on my lips. 

Later I had a long conversation with my favorite nurse about my sexuality after she caught a glimpse of me kissing the big teddy bear. I was pretty sure from her reaction that my bisexuality added to my appeal in her mind. After Brock came a slow parade of the usual suspects. First it was my fellow council members who all assured me that I would be consulted on all matters. Their visits just served to remind me of another thing I was going to miss out on. 

Adam showed up the next morning and tearily apologized for not being at my side when I awoke. We talked a lot about our feelings for each other before the subject of Alicia and Gregory came up. That was a tough conversation. Obviously I didn't want him to bring Gregory back and after our talk I decided to wait on seeing Alicia until I had a chance to decide what I really wanted. Adam told me about the arrangements he had made for some of the best doctors in the country to make me as good as new in his words. He continued to come back at least every third day to see me. 

After a few days, Allan recommended Zack as the logical choice to take over gate keeping. The Doc told me it was obvious how much I enjoyed the pledges company. The council agreed to make it part of his pledge duties. Of course in short order all the current brothers came by; even those I didn't know well. I also had many alumni visitors. Older ones that I knew and some that just knew of me that were in town. Also all my friends from the previous year that had scattered around the world managed to find a way to get back to see me. When I didn't have visitors and the doctors weren't prodding and poking me, my favorite nurse, the one who had been there when I woke up spent a lot of time with me. In an odd kind of way it was like we were dating; absent the sex of course.

The hospital psychiatrist as well as a psychologist and a social worker spent a lot of time probing my head. They turned out to be very helpful with my memory of the lost minutes before the impact. By the end of the month I had them convinced that I was not suicidal. The accident was due to foolish exuberance and misadventure. About that same time I convinced my doctor to allow me to try and get out of bed and start peeing on my own. He agreed and removed my catheter. A rather burly male nurse helped me out of bed the first couple of times. Soon I learned how to help and the female nurses began to handle that task. Within a few days I was taken to surgery to have my colostomy removed. 

Eight weeks after nearly killing myself on a country road I returned to regular sex. My nurse, Julia Greggs had helped me to the bathroom. After I was done she offered to give me a bath before I returned to bed. With all the casts I wasn't going to be showering for some time and in bed sponge baths were difficult at best and not really very efficient. I of course jumped at the chance to get naked and be washed by my beautiful friend even though I doubted anything might come of it. Julia was about five-eight and had long brunet hair that was usually tied back in a pony tail or pinned up on top of her head. She had emerald green eyes and the most luscious lips imaginable. Though her scrubs didn't accent them she had a great pair of tits. They were larger than average but not so large as to be intimidating. Her scrub bottoms did show off her nicely shaped ass but until that day in the bath I had not seen how perfectly her hips curved. I guessed her to be in her mid-twenties. After closing the bathroom door she casually pulled her top off explaining that she didn't want to get it all wet. Her bra was a very sexy bikini style that just contained her orbs. As it was slightly see thru I got I good idea of what her nipples and areolas looked like. If I hadn't been so immobilized by my casts, I am sure I would have grabbed her and devoured her tits right through the lacy material. As it was she was in charge. She asked me if I minded her removing my hospital gown, which of course I didn't. She had already seen me naked many times. It was however only the second time she had seen my cock hard. This time it didn't have a gross looking tube sticking out it however. 

She had me sit in a special chair in the tub while she washed me with a soft, warm, soapy cloth. She was very careful not to get my casts wet, but not so careful about getting her bra wet. Before she was half done washing me her bra was soaked and almost completely see-thru. She giggled when she asked if it would be a problem if she removed it. I didn't tell her that the only problem was seeing her tits was driving me crazy after so long without an orgasm. When she washed my cock and balls I thought sure I was going to cum in her hands. 

After I was squeaky clean and all rinsed she said coyly, "I think there is one more thing I should do for you."

Before I could ask what that was, she had bent down and was running her tongue around the head of my cock. All I could do was watch and enjoy since my arms were still useless. After licking every bit of my cock and balls she slipped her lips over the top of my throbbing meat. She was clearly a well practiced cock sucker. Without the slightest hesitation she took my cock past the back of her mouth and into her throat. Soon she was sliding her mouth up and down my shaft, taking me ball deep with every pass. It didn't take long for me to send a river of cum down her greedy throat. She easily drank every drop that sprang from my cock. When I thought she was done, she began to lick the last oozing ruminants from my dick hole. The sensations were so intense I had to ask her to stop.

"Damn baby, I have been wanting to suck that beautiful cock since the day you woke up!" She exclaimed after licking drops of my cum off her lips. 

I was still panting so hard I could barely speak.

"That was amazing, jesus, I wish I could eat your pussy," I finally managed to moan.

"I don't think you are ready for that yet tiger," She said in her deep husky voice.

"How about you just put one of those beautiful tits up against my lips and let me suck on it then?" I suggested.

She let me suck her tit for a few minutes before telling me she had to get back to the nurses station. After we were both dressed she helped me back to bed and left me to dream of her beautiful body and talented mouth. I was only there another week and a half. In that time I managed to get two more amazing blow jobs from Julia. Also, since I was apparently medically cleared for sexual activity, I put Zack on his knees a couple of times in that bathroom and I got him to stand in front of me and put his cock head in my mouth so I could lick him while he jerked off. His cum was the sweetest treat I had ingested in a very long time. 

Since I was mobile and I was cleared by the psychiatrist, the doctors decided it was time I began reconstructive surgery. I was moved to the hospital in California where the team Adam had chosen practiced. There weren't any horny friendly nurses there. But my private room made it possible for some of my visitors to suck my cock when I was up to it. Since I was having so many surgeries on my face, I wasn't able to suck another cock for a long time. I was in that hospital for months having my face and other body parts returned to their original condition. Happily, my friends visited often enough that I wasn't lonely. Current AOK brothers even managed to come out during breaks. 

The biggest surprise was when Julia showed up. It was about two weeks before my release. All the work had been done. Except for a very small scar I insisted the doctors leave on my cheek as reminder of what might have been. I no longer needed help walking, though I had a slight permanent limp due to the extreme damage to the bones in my right leg. But there was no cast or bandages any more. Instead of a hospital gown I wore gym shorts and a tee shirt. While my face only had a small scar to remind me of the accident when I looked into the mirror, my thigh bore an ugly reminder of how close I had come to cutting off my cock. I don't think I was ever happier that I had not done that then I was the day Julia showed up.




They Are A-OK Ch. 33



She stepped into my room and I got up from the chair where I had been reading. We shared our first real kiss and soon after I locked the door. In less than ten minutes, I was on top of her in my hospital bed, slowly fucking her. She was the first woman I had fucked since the day of the accident. That day was so different from the way I had taken Alicia. I had been wild and rough with the sweet island girl. I was gentle and caring with Julia. We were making love not fucking like beasts. As my orgasm started to wash over me I knew that I couldn't marry Alicia. 

Before Julia left that day, I told her a lot more about myself and my life. I went deeper into my bisexuality and added that I didn't believe monogamy was possible for me. Though I didn't tell her everything, I told her enough to give her a picture of what I believed would be my lifestyle forever. Then I asked her if she thought she could date a guy like me. Her answer was an emphatic yes. I had no idea what would come of our relationship, but I felt good about the possibilities as I kissed her goodbye that day. However, I wasn't about to let myself get too far ahead. I was resigned to the fact that I might never marry and have the family I thought I wanted. It was possible that I might never be able to make my mother happy by bringing a daughter and grandchildren into the family. 

The next day Adam came to see me. I told him about my decision and he promised that he would take care of Alicia and her family and that she would not have to become a whore. As he told me about taking care of the Ortiz family, I wondered if I would ever fuck Alicia again. He insisted that I also repair my relationship with Greg. He told me that Greg's spirit was broken over losing my friendship. I hoped I could make it up to him. I knew I was wrong but sometimes there is no fixing the wrongs we have committed. Adam assured me that he thought Alicia would be alright, but I wasn't so sure. I told him that I wanted to go to the island as soon as I was released from the hospital to deliver the news in person.

A week later I was in one of Adam's planes on my way to Aruba. His yacht was meeting me to take me to the island. He thought a couple of days at sea would give me time to think and clear my head before speaking to Alicia. I didn't know at the time that he had an ulterior motive. As I sat in the plush passenger cabin of the jet, alone, sipping my first drink with alcohol in months, I felt very lonely. I had hoped Adam would be accompanying me. Though we had managed to blow each other in my hospital room, I would have liked to renew my membership in the mile high club. It would have been nice to have the distraction of his company. But he had business in New York. 

I suppose I should have realized that he would have arranged for alternative entertainment. Though I recognized the young woman serving as stewardess on the plane as an island girl, I did not catch the significance of that at first. She emerged from the crew cabin somewhere over the southwest United States sans the business-like uniform she had started the trip wearing. In its place was a pair of see thru panties that showed me that her cunt was as bare of hair as her silky, brown legs and a bra that barely contained her tits. I was pretty sure that Robert had paid for enhancement surgery to create that perfect pair of D breasts. Normally, I didn't find fake tits all that appealing but Selena's were an exception to the norm. I imagined that the same surgeons that had fixed my face created her non-islander like tits.

Neither of us said a word as she approached me. Words were irrelevant. We both knew that we were going to fuck. I just enjoyed the view as she seductively walked the length of the cabin. Her black hair hung down her back so far that the tips licked at her buttocks. When she slid into my lap I saw that her brown eyes were so dark that her pupils were barely distinguishable. She smiled as I slipped my arms around her. Our lips met and our tongues began to dance. Though I had seen her on the island we had never even exchanged words before I boarded the plane that day. Even on the plane we had said little after introductions. It was an exhilarating feeling knowing that we were going to fuck without having ever exchanged any words that would lead to that conclusion. 

As we continued kissing deeply, I found the catch to her bra and deftly unhooked the only thing between me and those amazing tits. I slipped the straps off her shoulders and the bra fell into her lap. There was nothing at all fake looking about her bare tits other than their perfection. If I had been told that they were natural I would not have thought it a lie. I took one in each hand and began to lick and suck her left tit. She cooed erotically as my tongue danced over her erect nipple. I moved from one tit the other; licking, sucking and nibbling her alluring flesh. My hard cock felt uncomfortable in my pants so I gently lifted her to her feet and stood to undress.

She moved my hand away and took over slowly unbuttoning my shirt. Once my chest was exposed she moved her hands to my pants. As she opened my belt she leaned forward to rub to her tits on my chest. I could feel her hard nipples glide through the forest of hair that had sprung up seemingly overnight on my chest. She lowered my zipper and let my pants fall to the floor. I awkwardly kicked off my shoes and struggled to free my feet of the puddled material of my pants. She came to my rescue by kneeling front of me to aid in the escape of my feet. 

After freeing my feet she nuzzled my bulging crotch and then seductively nibbled my cock through the tightly stretch material of my underwear. When she rose back to her feet she drew her tits along my body. Our lips came together again and she slid her hands under my collar. I let my arms hang back when she pushed my open shirt off my shoulders. It fell like a piece of useless debris into the abandoned chair behind me. She moved her hands slowly down my back and soon her fingertips were teasing the small hairs on my ass. I continued our passionate kiss while following her lead by sliding my hands down her back. Once my hands were inside her sheer panties, I lustfully kneaded her firm, round ass cheeks. 

She moaned into my mouth when I parted her buttocks and touched her taut rosebud. I felt her tense when I pressed the tip of my finger into her anal sphincter. I instinctively knew she was a fan of anal stimulation and pushed my finger deeper. My mouth muffled her delightful squeal of joy. The woman in my arms was an erotic paradox. She exuded an alluring innocence even though she was obviously a very mature and experienced woman. She was at least 25, possibly older. There was no doubt she was an experienced whore that had spent years entertaining Adam's guests. Still I felt more like I was with my prom date in a limo after the dance than a rich man's whore. 

As if possessed by another being, I moved my hands to the front of her panties and pierced the material with my neatly manicured fingernails. I pulled hard, ripping the fabric away from her body, leaving her nude except for the elastic band that clung to her waist and a few scraps of silky material. She broke the kiss and pulled her head back to look at my face. She was grinning like she had just discovered some new joy. I pulled her to floor with me and buried my face between her legs. Her cunt was sweet as if she had just washed it with pure honey. I began to devourer her sex. She purred like a tigress in heat as my tongue danced from her clit to the inner folds of her cunt and back again. After a few minutes she gasped and her pussy flooded my face with her creamy nectar. 

I spun around and climbed on top of her writhing body. She grabbed a hold of my throbbing cock and guided it to her waiting quivering cunt. I rose up on my arms as if doing pushups and began fucking the stunning whore that Adam had clearly sent to clear my mind of thoughts during my journey. Each time I thrusted into her she lifted her ass up to meet my advance. Our bodies ground together and our moans combined to fill the small cabin with echoed lust. But I wanted more than her cunt. I pulled out of her and straightened my body up. I grabbed her ankles and lifted her feet up over her head. The look in her eyes when she took over holding her legs told me that she wanted what I was about to do as much or more than I did. 

I guided my cock head to her anal rim. Using only her flowing cunt juice for lube I easily pierced her tight rosebud. I took hold of her hips and lifted her ass into the air. She offered no objections or sign of distress when I began to fully fuck her anal canal as I had been fucking her cunt. Her squeals and moans encouraged me to ram my cock in and out of her ass harder and faster. It wasn't long before my cock erupted and sent my seed flowing into her bowels. The orgasm left me shaking and panting with my heart beating so hard it seemed like it wanted to exit my chest. When her cum filled rectum expelled my deflating cock, I fell upon her. She wrapped her silky legs and arms around me. She caressed me until the intense high of my orgasm subsided. When she spoke for the first time it was to praise my love making.

"Oh my, that was amazing, sir! I am so lucky to have been assigned to the plane this week," She said in what I thought was a sincere expression of her feelings.

"I am the lucky one. You're an incredible fuck!" I replied honestly.

"Thank you, sir," She managed to get out before I kissed her again.

When my cock grew hard again, I fucked her once more there on the floor in the missionary position. It lacked the passion and intensity of our first fuck, but it ended in a mutual orgasm which was a first for me in a long while. After that she excused herself to attend to some required duties. Before dressing I looked out the window at the vast expanse of empty sea below us. As I watched wispy clouds float by outside the plane I wondered what lesson Adam intended to teach by sending me Selena. My answer came sooner than I expected. After putting my clothes on I returned to me seat. Next to my drink I found an envelope that was not there earlier. Selena had somehow slipped it onto the table without me noticing. The note was from Adam.

John,

The woman you just fucked is no different from millions of other women in this world. She is beautiful and sexually talented. She is also very happy. I know she elicited great passion in you. She is also little different than your Alicia. They were raised in similar circumstances and had the same training. In a very real sense, Selena is what Alicia would have been in the near future. I know now that I was wrong when I pushed the idea of you marrying Alicia. Your passion and strong feelings led me to suggest it out of love for you. I know my people well and I know that Alicia and her family could not have accepted the help you proposed any other way. 

That is not to say that Alicia is doomed to become a whore, if doomed is even the correct word. That is one reason I wanted you to know Selena better. I wanted you to see that for island women it is not something they feel doomed to be. They find joy in the work because it is really only an extension of their natural sexual freedom. You should know that Selena has turned down ending her service to guests several times. She prefers being a whore to settling down to family life on the island. I tell you this because you need to know that whatever path Alicia takes will be her choice alone. I plan to offer her the option that we already chose for her, to go to school to learn to perform accounting tasks. But she will also be free to choose to be a whore. Either of these options will give her and her family the same life. So there will be no pressure for her.

I wanted you to know the possible outcome of your canceling the marriage. I sincerely hope that you will see that Alicia being a whore is no more a terrible thing than you being a promiscuous bisexual who probably can not commit to a single partner no matter how much you may love the person. To be happy, we must be who we are and pursue the path we are meant to walk. As I said the idea of you marrying Alicia was ill-conceived and I am deeply sorry for all the anguish that plan has caused. You must go through with your mission and return everyone to their correct paths. I will see you in a few days. I plan to return to the island the day after you arrive. 

Love, Adam

Adam as always was amazing and perceptive. That he could be so sure I would fuck Selena astonished me. The thoughts he offered were on the mark. I suppose I knew when we came up with the marriage scheme that it was wrong. I blinded myself to the problems because I wanted to save Alicia and enjoy the benefits of marriage without the normal sacrifices. I was glad he had explained things to me and even shown me an example of a happy whore. While his letter and actions were comforting they were not a deciding factor for me. Even if it meant Alicia was going to be a whore, I would not have changed my mind about canceling the marriage. Selena did reinforce something I had already discovered. There were other women in the world that I might be able to make a marriage with and still be true to myself. Julia was on top of that list at that moment, but I had no objection to adding someone like Selena or even someone like Brock's gal pal Trish. I knew Adam was right about there being a large number of women that were great in bed, enjoyed sex and were open minded. 

After landing in Aruba, I was disappointed to discover that Selena was not returning to the island with me. I thought she would be fun to have on a two day sea voyage. She told me that she hoped to see me in a few days when she returned with the boss. I told her I would be looking forward to seeing her again. 

I was met at the plane side by a limo that took me directly to the dockyard. We practically drove right onboard the yacht. If not for the cruise ship that was in port, Adam's yacht would have been the largest ship in the harbor. As the driver helped me climb out of the car, Hector sprang off the yacht onto the deck. He greeted me warmly and retrieved my bag from the trunk. As he led me to the gangplank, I took his exuberant friendliness to mean that Gregory had not told him of the incident in Adam's house. As I was still unsteady on my legs, Paul who had been waiting on deck came down the gangplank to help me aboard. His greeting was as warm as Hector's had been.

"John, it is good to see you. I was very distressed when I heard of your accident. It is great that you have recovered so well," He told me as he signaled for the mooring lines to be cast off.

"It has been a long struggle, but I think that I am almost back to myself," I replied returning his smile. 

"I need to go to the bridge. Hector will help you to your cabin. Perhaps later you will dine with me and we can catch up," He suggested.

I assured him that I would enjoy having dinner with him before following Hector into the main salon. He led me to the same plush cabin I had used the first time I was aboard the yacht. As I limped into my cabin, I thought I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. When I turned there was nothing there so I assumed it had been an illusion. When I turned back and noticed what looked to be a worried expression on Hector's face, I was no longer certain about my assumption.

"Hector, was there?" I asked.

"No, Sir," He said reverting to his formal servant demeanor.

His change of comportment convinced me that there had been someone or something there.

"Do not lie to me Hector!" I demanded.

"John, I am sorry, it well you weren't supposed, damn, it was our new crewman Gregory. He was supposed to stay below," He stammered.

"Gregory is on board? Bring him here. I want to talk to him," I insisted. 

"But I thought you didn't want to see him again," Hector responded clearly confused.

"Hector, what happened between Gregory and me is a complicated matter."

"John, you should know that he has not spoken a word to me or anyone as far as I know about whatever happened. All he told me is that he displeased you so much that you did not want to see him again. He is a gentle soul. Even though you are the boss's good friend, I will not let you harm him."

"I have no intention of hurting him. I want to speak to him alone. It is important to me and I promise you I will not harm him."

"Then I will tell him that you want to see him. But it will be his decision whether to come or not. I will not force him."

"That is fair enough. It is his choice."

Ten minutes after Hector left there was a knock on my door. Gregory had chosen to come see me. When I opened the door he was standing there wearing his crew uniform with his head hung low. His hands were shaking as if he was about to face his ultimate judgment.

"Greg, please come in. It is so good to see you," I said honestly.

"It is wonderful to see you, sir. I have been so worried about you and have missed you," He said.

"I have thought about you a lot and I am very happy to have this chance to tell you how sorry I am for my behavior," I said as I closed the door.

Then I pulled him into my arms. 

"You have no reason to be sorry," He insisted as he returned my hug. "I did a terrible thing."

"No more terrible than how I reacted to it. Besides it was my own actions that led to everything that happened. Come sit and talk with me," I requested and kissed his cheek.

There were two choices of places to sit. The bed would have been my first choice but he might have taken that as an indication that I wanted to fuck. Even though that was definitely on my mind, I didn't want him to think that was the reason I summoned him to my cabin. So I led him to the loveseat sized sofa which in a way was even more intimate. 

"John, I don't know why you are trying to take the blame for what happened, but nothing can take away my sin. I fucked my sister and I realize you were right. Alicia and I were only making excuses that allowed us to make it ok in our minds. The exceptions in our culture did not apply. We did what we had wanted to do for a long time."

"Greg, I do not care what any culture says. What is right is what the people involved think is right. Maybe your hearts wanted each other because nature knew that you were not really sister and brother," I suggested. 

"But even still, I did not know she was not my sister. Besides as you said, I betrayed a friendship as well," He continued with tears in his eyes.

"It was my foolishness that set in motion the course of events that led to the situation. I thought I could fix Alicia's life with my plan. I didn't think it through and knew too little of island culture. I was not really thinking of her. What I thought would be easy likely would never have worked. You two fucking may have been the least terrible of all the things that happened. My god, I beat her ass black and blue so that I would not have to face my own failure!" I lamented.

"She is a better woman for that beating, John. You should have done more to us both. Had you simply cast us both out of your life, we would have confessed to our parents all we knew and all we had done. My father likely would have done far worse that you did and we would have lost our parents. Since you chose not to punish me I have punished myself in a way."

He paused without further explanation.

"How?" Was all I could think to say.

"First, by accepting the boss's generous offer to work on his yacht. Being away from the island so much is painful. I miss the smell of the air and beauty of the land. Food does not taste as sweet nor does any other ground feel as welcoming under my feet. At first there were nights when I so longed for the island that I resolved to jump into the sea and end my miserable existence as shark food. In addition, I confessed my true sexual desires to my family and canceled my marriage to Elikie. Though none of them will speak to any other islanders of my sinful yearnings, I am no longer held in the same light by my family. Elikie was devastated to know that I would prefer to fuck men over her. If not for Hector, I would be alone in the world. That was at least until now. I thought that you would never speak to me again. Was I wrong or are you just torturing me?"




They Are A-OK Ch. 33



"No, I was wrong Greg. But I do not understand. If you could admit your homosexuality to your family and Elikie why can't you just be open with the rest of the islanders? I am fairly sure everyone knows that Hector men. He does not seem to bear any stigma. Even his wife accepts that he is just a sperm donor."

"That is different. Hector wasn't born of the island. Many of our men were pleased to have him available to fulfill secret needs. He does his duty, he married and made children. As for his wife, it is clear she prefers her girlfriend's tongue to her husband's cock anyway. The marriage is convenient for both."

"But why is homosexuality kept hidden when almost all other sex is not only accepted it is celebrated? Why do your people hold such a taboo against homosexual love?"

"Because we must all contribute to the continuation of our people. You know our history. Our culture has nearly been lost at times. We must make babies. A man who only gives his seed to the belly of another man diminishes the long term viability of our people. It doesn't matter in a large diverse society like yours if a number of your people do not procreate. If a proportionate number of our people lived as homosexuals our population might begin to shrink. As it is we rely on the occasional outsider, like Hector marrying an islander and infusing new life."

"Maybe there is another solution. If it hasn't been clear, I have decided that it would be wrong for me to go through with the plan for Alicia and me to marry. Since in truth you two are not siblings, you could marry. She loves you and would accept you as Hector's wife accepts him. There would be no shame or sin."

"No, that can never be! It would require that my parents admit to all of our people that they have been lying for all these years. Alicia and my freedom would come at the expense of shaming our parents. Besides, it would not be fair to Alicia. She deserves a real husband. She is not like Hector's wife. Taking a female lover would not quench the fire in her loins."

"She could take male lovers," I proposed.

"You do not understand us well enough yet. That would make her lower than you think being a whore for the boss's guests would make her."

"I guess I don't know your people well enough yet to really understand. I want you to know that whatever path Alicia chooses she will have my support. The boss will offer her the chance to learn to work in his business. That work will provide the same benefit that whoring will. But should she decide to take the job she planned to take before I came along, I will do nothing to dissuade her nor will I interfere. I will not allow you to interfere either."

"I would not. I know I was wrong to ask for you help the first time. Her choice of work was honorable. I could not see that because of my own perverted desires." 

"Greg, now that you know the truth, once she is no longer pledged to me, it would not be sinful to have a sexual relationship with her."

"I know, but I have completely rejected even friendship with her. She likely hates me now. Hector and Captain Stavros are the only ones I have had sex with since I last saw you. The captain doesn't really count. I think that is just part of my duties. He fucks all of the junior crew members."

"You should not have to let him fuck you if you don't want him," I opined.

"I do not mind. I like it when he fucks me, especially when Hector is there too. He does not force me if that is what you think."

Unable to resist any longer I pulled Greg into my arms and moved my lips to his trembling lips. Considering the passion it conveyed the kiss was gentle. Our tongues tangoed in his mouth for a long time before clothes began to disappear. By the time we were naked, our cocks were rock hard and aching for release. I didn't realize how much I had missed Greg until I was lying atop him on that small sofa grinding my hard cock into his and kissing him deeply. 

In another minute we were on the floor, lying side-by-side sucking each other's cocks as if they oozed the nectar of the gods. All these years later I am not so sure that his didn't in fact contain the life sustaining fluid I needed so badly. I wanted to give him the best orgasm he had ever had to atone for the sin of ousting him from my life. It had taken months but I knew that all my anger that day should have been directed at myself. Greg and Alicia hadn't done anything but answer nature's demands. 

After we had sucked each other's cocks for awhile he pulled his lips from my dick and began to beg me to fuck him. When I finally relented and released his cock from my mouth he jumped up to get lubricant from a nearby drawer. As I watched his sexy ass move away from me I tried to get to my feet. When we went down to the floor I hadn't considered how difficult it was going to be to stand back up with my gimpy leg. He practically ran to my aid after turning around and seeing me struggling to get up. As soon as he had me on my feet, I plopped down on my ass.

"Maybe we should stick to oral for now," I said not sure my leg could take the positions required for anal fucking.

He bent down and kissed me while coating my twitching cock with lubricant.

"You just sit and let me do all the work," He said.

After thoroughly coating my dick he filled his ass with a generous amount of the slippery goo. Then he crawled into my lap. He spread his ass cheeks and I guided my cock to his waiting hole. He slowly impaled himself on my pole and then began bouncing up and down. I wrapped my arms around his torso and held him as I enjoyed being fucked by my island boy. Giggles and moans mixed as he joyously road my cock like a kid rides those horses you put quarters in outside of Kmart. I have no idea how long it was before I filled his anal canal with my seed. However, I will never forget the feeling of bliss that washed over my body or the way he continued to squeal while riding my slowly shrinking cock. 

When I was too soft to remain inside his body he stood up and turned around revealing the evidence of his orgasm. I grabbed his ass and pulled him to my face. I licked up the globs of cum that were slowly running down his taut belly. His joyous laughter sounded so sweet that it made me want more. Once I had licked his belly clean I took his soft cock into my mouth and started sucking it back to life. Greg was very quick to recover and I soon had his fully erect cock deep in my mouth. I held his ass so he wouldn't pull away. By the time I had sucked him to a second orgasm my jaw was starting to feel a little sore and all I wanted was to pull him down into my arms so we could cuddle up in the bed. 

Greg had other ideas. He playfully pushed away from me and told me he had to pee. When he disappeared into what all the yacht crew insisted was the head, I stretched out on the bed. He returned with a warm wet wash cloth and gently washed my cock. After cleaning my cock he gave me a long slow loving blow job. He licked and sucked my cock and balls for nearly an hour before coaxing a second climax. The pleasure of that orgasm was overwhelming to my senses. It was truly what people call a mind blowing experience. He stayed with me a few more minutes as I recovered from the heights of pleasure. Then he kissed me and explained that he had duties. I hoped that he wouldn't be in trouble for neglecting them to be with me. I remember enjoying watching him get dressed before I drifted off to sleep.

I had both happy and sad dreams as the waves rocked me in that luxurious cabin. The happy dreams were mostly about Greg. I suppose it was the joy I felt after having apologized to him that brought on such good feelings. Well that and the amazing sex. It seemed he had accepted my apology and forgiven me. To my surprise he had not even expressed any concern over the news that I intended to cancel my wedding to Alicia. Greg was the most gentle and truly joyous male lover I had ever been with. I had never known anyone who laughed so freely especially while in the throws of passion. One of my dreams was of having sex him when we were both much older and near the end of a lifelong friendship. He was an old man but he was still giggling like a child as we fucked. 

The sad dreams were of Alicia. I saw myself telling her my decision and I saw her wailing in despair. In one dream I imagined her flinging herself from one of the island's high cliffs. Awake, I knew such a thing would never happen. The dream was a manifestation of my guilt. I was going to cause her pain and bring some measure of shame upon her. The islanders would see my canceling the marriage as her fault. They would think that she had failed me in some way. 

In yet another dream she was in one of the main house's fancy bedrooms. A fat non-island man was fucking her while a line of additional fat, naked men waited their turns. She looked bored and blasé. There was no joy for her. It was just a job; spreading her legs for rich white pigs that were clearly not of the island. As the dream continued and more men took their turns fucking her, Alicia grew old. I awoke screaming as the last man was fucking her corpse. In less than a minute Hector burst into my cabin and found me sitting up, sobbing into my hands. "John, what evil has befallen you?" He asked seemingly genuinely concerned for my safety.

"No evil, just a horrible dream. Unless it is an evil in my heart that has brought on the nightmares," I said honestly.

He came to the bed and climbed in beside me without waiting for an invitation. I remember feeling odd when he gathered my naked frame in his arms and pulled me to his fully clothed body. He was wearing coveralls indicating that he had been engaged in serious work when he heard my cry. 

"Do not neglect your work on my account, Hector. It was a stupid dream nothing more," I lied.

"Your tears tell me that it was no ordinary nightmare. My work can wait a bit to allow me to comfort a friend," He said as he stroked my head.

I buried my face against his chest as I contemplated his words. I hadn't thought much about my relationship with Hector. We had had some great sex and a couple of nice informative open conversations. I had no doubt about his sincerity in calling me a friend. I wished that I could have said that I would have been as good a friend to him were the situation reversed.

"So what has your mind done in your sleep to cause you so much distress?" He asked while continuing to caress my head and cradle me in his arms.

I lifted my head from his work clothes and looked up into his eyes. I saw great compassion in his stunning deep brown eyes. I am not sure I had ever before really looked at his eyes or his face for that matter. He was gorgeous. I suppose I had known he was very attractive all along; I just hadn't really looked at him before. I also saw wisdom and kindness in those amazing eyes. The other thing I saw was the clearly darker hue of his skin. I knew immediately that he must have been at sea an unusually long amount of time to have gotten so much tanner. 

"It is complicated, Hector. But I suppose if anyone can understand it is you. Before I tell you my troubles, can I ask you a question?"

"Anything."

"How long has the yacht been away from the island?"

"This trip almost two months. We have not spent many days there in recent months. The boss has used us for other duties. I think he is purposely keeping Greg away for some reason. I imagined it had to do with the trouble you had with him."

"Were you told that Greg was to be kept off the island?"

"No, but it started when he became part of the crew. Honestly, I never understood why he was assigned to the yacht. He was a hell of a gardener and as far as I know happy in his work. He is a fucking fish out of water on board and we had more than enough crew already."

"It is because of the issue I had with him, but I can't explain further. I am sorry if the changes had a bad impact on you."

"There is good and bad. I get to be alone with Greg more, but I don't see my family much."

"Must be hard on the marital relations," I offered feeling guilty.

"If you are referring to me fucking my wife, that is not the biggest issue. I am certain she is happier having more time with her friend and less time with my cock in her cunt. I don't get as much pussy as I like, but Greg is a far better lover and his ass is warm and tight."

"So you and Greg share a cabin?"

"Most nights. Sometimes Captain Pau... er Stavros wants one or the other of us to himself."

"Hector if you're accustomed to referring to the Captain by his first name don't worry about guarding yourself with me. You said I was your friend. If that is true than you should not have to fear my causing you to be in trouble over such things."

"I know John, but I am trained to be one way with guests and it is hard to let the shield down completely."

"You don't seem to have any trouble about shields when we are fucking."

"True, so do you have more questions or are you ready to tell me what awful dream brought your tears?"

"I am sure that I will always have more questions for you and I doubt I will ever be really ready to tell you what has brought on my sadness. But I do think you are the one that can help me sort out these feelings the best. I have decided that marrying Alicia will be a mistake."

"Are you coming to the island to call off the wedding?" Hector asked not disguising his surprise. "That is a big part of the reason for my visit. I will also be staying a couple of weeks to have some additional recovery time. I know that canceling the marriage may have consequences for Alicia. But, going through with it would just be heaping a worse mistake upon my original error of proposing to her."

"Do you no longer care for her as you did?"

"I care for her as much as I ever did. I suppose I thought I was falling in love with her. But mostly it seemed a convenient solution for both of us. I am sure you know that she was going to become a whore. I thought I could save her from a terrible fate. At the same time I could give myself the semblance of a normal life; a wife and kids, a family. Once I had married her and ensconced her in a house on the island with a few babies, I thought I would be free to fuck whoever whenever and there would be no jealousy, guilt or unhappiness. I saw that you had made such a life. But I see that Alicia would not be happy with the life your wife embraces."

"I can not say if Alicia would find happiness the way my wife has in such a marriage. But I can say that neither of us married for love. We both prefer our own gender most of the time. I addition, we like fucking one another sometimes. She needed a husband to make her pregnant to save face with the islanders. I got her pregnant accidentally and where I am from we take care of our kids and their mothers. Becoming of the island gave me a better life than I would have had otherwise. Kaleesae, my wife, and I talked out all of these things. We know each others needs and reasons for being in the marriage. We have been truthful and neither of us harbors any illusions. I think we are lucky to have found each other." 

"So this life makes you happy?" Unconvinced that he had what he truly wanted.

"In many ways, yes, very happy. If I had unlimited choices as I think you likely do, I can not say I would pick my current path. I don't think that it is much of a secret that I love Greg very much and if possible would prefer a totally open relationship with him. I was very sad that he canceled his marriage. I had hoped that once he had planted his seed, we would be able to spend as much time together as always. I do not know what will happen if he remains unmarried."

"Doesn't his being on the yacht make being together easier?"

"Now we can sleep the whole night together, which is something we never had before. I must share him some though. The captain claims rights to his crew."

"I am not sure I understand how Paul can have such command over the crew, but I don't think any of you really object. It is surprising to me that you seem to be saying that you want a more exclusive relationship with Greg. I do not think he feels the same."

"Islanders do not even understand the concept of exclusivity. Even if he did, it isn't what I want. It is very hard to explain."

"Love and sex always are it seems. So tell me will Alicia be shamed and possibly shunned by her people after I cancel the wedding?"

"I do not think so, not in the way you might imagine anyway. However, what does it matter anyway? You seem to have made your decision. If you believe it is the right path for both of you then the consequences should not change your mind."

"I do not know what is right. All I know is that I believe Alicia and I marrying will not bring happiness to either of us in the long run. But if breaking the pledge will result in more suffering for her than us marrying, perhaps it is wrong to cancel." 

"John, there will be some loss of face for her, but if you allow the blame to be laid upon you any shame will be short lived. You're not of the island. It would be easily believed that you did not fully understand the customs. Perhaps there are things about island life that you can not accept?"

"Damn, I just thought of another issue when you mentioned island custom!"

"No one cares that you have fucked her."

"That is not it. Her father has accepted me as a son. He handled my genitals and tested my seed to be certain of my fitness to father children. Won't this cause issues?"

"Maybe, but there is a secret you should know about Mr. Ortiz. A good blow job will cause him to forgive many things."

"Are you suggesting I suck his cock after jilting his daughter to gain his forgiveness?

"I am just saying I believe it will help get him on board with the decision. My own oral skills are why he turns a blind eye toward Greg's homosexuality and the relationship between us."

"Fuck, these people become more confusing and island life becomes more bizarre at each turn!"

"Wouldn't your life be bizarre to most people where you're from? I know mine would be where I grew up."

"Ok, point taken. But shit you just told me that you're sucking a guy's cock so he won't look unkindly on his son being gay and your lover."

"It isn't as if I don't enjoy sucking Duarte's dick."

"So does he suck yours? Do you fuck each other? What's the deal?"

"No, there is nothing else between us except that he occasionally fondles me. There is no deal. When we have the chance I perform a service for him I doubt he has had from anyone in a long time. Oh, it is a secret; the only one that I keep from Greg. Please keep it to yourself. I think it would crush Duarte's family to know that he takes such a thing from me in return for his silence."

"Why did you tell me?"

"Because, I believe it will help you. After speaking with Alicia, you should ask Duarte to see you in private. It will be seen as your duty to tell the father while she tells her mother. This will be looked upon favorably. I am sure you will know if he is receptive to physical contact from his demeanor after you tell him about canceling the wedding. Let him fondle you if he shows interest, get naked with him, suck his cock, hell let him fuck you or fuck him if it comes to that. I honestly do not know how far his tastes may go. More never seemed appropriate between him and me. But that does not mean he wouldn't like more from you."

"I can't let him fuck me Hector. Someday, I will be here as more than a guest. Bending over to offer an apology to Duarte now would set a bad example for my future relationship with the islanders."

"That is ridiculous, John. He would never breathe a word of anything you two did to anyone. No islander would have any reason to suspect you took Duarte's cock up your ass, Mr. Boss man. Even if they did, it wouldn't cause them to disrespect you the way you imagine. People don't fuck for power on the island."




They Are A-OK Ch. 34



Having made up with Greg along with the lack of concern he and Hector showed about my breaking up with Alicia had eased my mind. Standing on deck watching the small island grow as we approached from about twenty miles out, I did not feel the sense of dread I had expected. My meditation was disturbed when Paul suddenly appeared at my side.

"So, John, has the voyage helped restore you?" He asked.

"In a way, Paul. What has kept you so busy the past two days?" I replied.

I realized that I had hardly seen the captain the entire time. I had begged off the planned dinner that first night in favor of sleep. It hadn't occurred to me that it was my being busy in bed with Hector and Greg that was the chief cause of the captain seeming to be scare.

"Truth is I wanted to give you some space. I figured you could use the time with guys close to your age. I know you have been confined to the hospital for a long time. I imagine that would leave you feeling deprived."

"Didn't it occur to you that I might have wanted to fuck you?" I asked in a stern tone.

"I am sorry, if I neglected your needs. I thought that you would have summoned me had you desired something," He answered sounding a bit hurt.

"I think I will require more of you to atone for your inattentiveness than a mere apology," I informed the captain, who I was certain was on board with the game.

"Well than, I shall make myself available at your convenience. We are to remain docked at the island for at least a week, perhaps longer."

"When we dock, do either of us have reason to leave the yacht immediately?" I asked wanting something to happen soon.

"Sir, I am at your disposal as soon as she is securely tied up. The crew will be on liberty to visit their families. Your time as far as I know is your own. Mr. Donaldson will not be on the island for almost 48 hours."

"Then I will see you in my cabin when all is complete," I ordered.

He headed for the bridge and I went to find Hector and Greg. Hector was very busy and we only had a brief conversation about getting together in a few days. His wife would be expecting him and he was anxious to see his children. He confided that he and his wife generally spent the better part of his first day back fucking. Greg on the other hand seemed to be mostly performing made up duties. Until we actually came alongside the dock he didn't have much to do. At that point he would be throwing lines to the dock monkey as he referred to the kid that helped tie up the yacht. 

He and I managed to slip into a passageway and share a few private moments. After we kissed, I told him that I would send for him later in the week, after I talked to Alicia. He asked that I find a way to keep things discreet so Alicia would not have to face my fucking her brother after dumping her. I assured him that I was not dumping Alicia. Although I was canceling the wedding, I hoped to maintain the friendship and foolishly perhaps hoped that the sex could continue. I again asked if he was planning to go back to fucking her now that there would be no restrictions on her. He was honest in his answer.

"John, if she is agreeable, I would want to have a secret relationship with her. At least until she finds someone to replace you. There is at least one other complication. Though my parents are aware that I am homosexual, they still wish me to find a suitable woman to marry and make children with. I hope to find a wife like Hector has found. One who will give me children and accept my outside relationships."

I wished him luck and pointed out that there must be many women on the island who would appreciate such an arrangement. I also admonished him to be careful who he confided in, reminding him of his lost friendship. 

I stood on an upper deck watching the activity as the yacht was moored. I watched as the crew departed for their well earned time off. Some were met at the dock by family members. Parents, wives and children happily greeted the men and boys they had not seen for a time. Greg, Hector and an older man who kept the engines in tune had no one waiting. The older man was from Greece and not of the island. He had a cottage near Paul's and entertained a number of the island's old bored wives and young adventurous men when he was ashore. Hector headed toward his cottage and his family. Greg watched his lover until he disappeared into the trees and then headed down the path to his parents' little village. I hoped he would keep his word about not speaking to Alicia before I gave her the news.

Thinking of Alicia made me wonder why she had not been on the dock waiting for me. Then I remembered what I had been told when she had not seen me off the last time I left the island. I wondered if I should have sent word ahead for her to meet me. As I was trying to resolve in my mind whether it was better to make her wait and wonder or have her at the dock with false hope, Paul's head popped up from the lower deck.

"Are you ready for me, Sir?" He asked as if he was coming to perform some benign shipboard task.

"Yes, I was distracted by all the activity of the arrival," I replied honestly.

"I suppose for a non-seaman it does seem frantic," He offered as he followed me down into the main salon. 

I didn't say anything as I led him through the public room to the cabin that had been mine for two days. Once we were behind closed doors, I asked him if we were alone.

"Yes, Sir. I gave the entire crew two full days off. The stewards will not return until after their leave to clean. The yacht is not due any maintenance so Demetrius will busy sampling the local fruits. There is a dock boy watching over her, but he will not come aboard without specific instructions. We are alone and I am yours," He informed me. 

"Remove your clothes," I demanded in a calm easy manner.

Paul began to undress for me, being careful to lay his uniform neatly over a nearby chair. Without hesitation he went from a fully dressed, proud ship captain to a nude, submissive bitch. His head was slightly bowed and his feet were firmly in place under his shoulders. Paul's deeply tanned and toned, hair covered body cried out for inspection. As I removed the belt from my shorts I asked him if he was ready for his punishment.

"I am ready for whatever you desire, Sir," He replied meekly.

We both knew we were playing a game that would give each equal sexual gratification. It was a game that we knew well. As I walked around him, inspecting my prey, I noticed that his hair was longer than it had been. The black mane hung down in loose ringlets over his shoulders. As I let the belt caress his taut olive hued ass I took a handful of his thick hair. I heard his breath catch for a second in his throat. I moved the hair aside and gave him a playful bite on the back of his neck. I moved my lips to his right ear.

"I am going to turn your gorgeous brown ass scarlet, you thoughtless, little slut!" I snarled.

I could practically feel his skin tingling and knew he was excited. My own skin was alive with goose bumps. It had been a long time since I was in that position. I stepped back and raised the belt. When I unleashed the first mild lash, the leather's lick stung his sexy ass. The second harder lash left the first mark on his furry flesh. Soon his ass was more red than brown. He didn't cry out once as I brought the belt ever harder against his flesh. I had never before known anyone with the mental strength and courage Paul showed. I had given and watched many young men take spankings, some severe, some mild. All reacted, either vocally or with body twitches. I could not even discern the slightest tightening of a muscle as I continued to lay the leather to Paul's ass. 

Truly the only reaction was the change in his flesh. His beautiful tanned ass was welted and blotched with a growing myriad of color. It was like some bizarre Jackson Pollock canvas when I finally let the belt drop to floor. I walked back around him and grabbed his rock hard cock. As I roughly jerked him off, his free flowing precum provided more than ample lubrication. 

"What a fucking little pain slut you are, bitch. You're fucking cock is ready to explode from a beating alone!" I snarled.

"Your touch, any way you chose to give it is exciting, Sir," He said sincerely.

I let go of his cock and slapped it hard forcing it to bend downward. This time he let his expression change for a moment and a small sound escaped his lips. He had revealed a weakness which I immediately began to exploit.

"I didn't give you permission to speak, bitch," I snapped as I took hold of his cock and pressed it down toward his ball sack.

He winced and then let out a slight yelp as I continued to press his rigid shaft back almost making it touch his scrotum. Though he was clearly in pain the sparkle in his eyes told me he wanted everything I was giving him. I let my hand slide off the end his cock, causing it fly up and slap against his body. I smiled at him as I moved my face to within inches of his face. I slid my knee up between his legs until it pressed into his heavy balls. I stopped when I felt the thick hair that covered his sack with the top of my knee. 

"Do you want this, Paul," I exhaled.

His expression told me before his moaned words said, "Yes, please, Sir. I want ..."

He was unable to finish his sentence as it was swallowed by his low wail when I pushed my knee up, forcing his balls into his body. If not for the presence of my leg he would have doubled over and fallen to the floor. When I pulled my leg down I wrapped my arms around him and held him up. His legs were like Jell-O and he put his arms around my shoulders in an attempt to steady himself.

"Oh god, Sir..." He gasped. 

I felt his warm sticky cum, oozing from his cock. Being a couple of inches taller than me, his cum sprayed just below my navel. I continued to hold him as his thick semen ran down over my tattoo and into my crescent shaped pubic hair. In another minute, I ordered him to his knees.

"Clean me up you fucking worthless slut!" I demanded.

He seemed relieved to be allowed to get off his feet as he slid down my body. While he licked and sucked his cum off my skin, I told him that he needed to work on his control. When I was clean of his cum, I made him tilt his head back and open his mouth for me. He was more than able to handle a forceful face fucking. He took my entire length without a hint of complaint, resistance or discomfort. When I was ready I dragged him to the bed, bent him over and fucked him with only spit as lubricant. He came again just before I flooded his innards with my seed. Later as we lay in bed enjoying the after shocks of carnal pleasure he asked to speak freely.

"John, that was beyond compare. You seem to know better than I what I need. Though I have certainly been dominated before, I have never had a lover that found all my buttons as instinctively as you do. Thank you, Sir."

As an acknowledgement I reached down and took hold of his balls. He smiled as I squeezed them.

"My balls like the rest of me are yours, John, anytime you want them" He said though clinched teeth.

I kissed him and sent him home after that. I had things to do. I knew that whatever Greg told Alicia that she would be anxiously awaiting my visit. I didn't know what she had been doing to satisfy her sexual needs in my absence, but whatever it was I was sure she would be hungry for my touch. She had never tried to hide the undeniable fact of her desire to fuck me above all others. Though I was sad to have to take that from her, I was convinced that it was the right thing for both of us. My sexual desire for her was greater than ever. But at that point I knew that any emotional connection I had believed existed was gone. More likely I never really loved her. 

I decided to shower aboard the yacht and skip going directly to the big house. I knew the small bag I had brought along was already waiting for me in my room. Fortunately, there were some appropriate clothes in my size on board. I stood under the strong flow of the master cabin's shower jets for a long time after washing Paul off my body. At the time I told myself I was enjoying the rejuvenating powers of the shower. In reality I was just delaying my date with destiny. Breaking Alicia's heart was the most unpleasant task I had ever had up to that point in my life. When the hot water ran out on me, I left the shower. Instead of a towel, I chose to go up on deck in the nude to let the sun dry my flesh. 

With only a dock boy expected to be around, I saw no reason for modesty. At first I stood on the water side of the yacht and gazed out toward the vast seemingly endless sea. Being on such a small piece of land amidst that great expanse of water was always humbling and in truth a bit frightening. Having grown up landlocked far from the ocean the idea of being a prisoner of the sea was at one time disconcerting. I knew that there were waves that could swallow Adam's island and end my short life. But that day was the first day of a new attitude for me. Having already survived what can only be called a fatal car crash, I felt that I was somehow invincible. Or perhaps more accurately, since I was already on bonus time the idea of dying simply no longer mattered. I vowed as I stood there looking at the sea, to live exactly that way. The rest of my life was a gift and I was not going to waste a minute of it on anything I did not desire to do.

I climbed a short ladder to an upper deck and made my way to the island side of the yacht. The dock boy who turned out to be Alicia's just turned 18-year-old brother Nateal, looked up from his inconsequential work and waved at me. As I waved back, I saw the quizzical look on his face. I had all but forgotten about my nudity. Feeling mischievous, I beckoned him to come aboard and went below to the cabin. I knew he would be there as fast as his legs could carry him aboard.

"Hello, Nateal, It has been a long time. You're growing into a fine man," I said as he entered the cabin, not bothering to hide my interest in fucking him.

"Thank you, Sir. I am very happy to see you well again. We have all been worried for you," He replied while obviously staring at my crotch.

"Please do not be so formal with me. I am no longer a guest here."

"John, I know my sister is pledged to you and my brother and you are close, but it is hard for me to move past your status," He said nervously still keeping his gaze mostly on my cock. 

I wondered if by close he meant that he knew that Greg and I had fucked. That led to a burning question forming in my mind. I immediately wondered if Greg and Nateal had fucked. Even though Alicia swore that such a thing would be more sinful than a brother-sister coupling, it seemed more plausible to me given Greg's sexuality. But I had an even more pressing question to ask.

"Does my being naked bother you?" I asked in the most concerned sounding tone I could muster.

"Oh no," He said as he turned his head away. "I sorry to stare, I have never seen a man not of the island unclothed. I had heard that you were larger than island men, but seeing your manhood is different than having its size described. Also, your adornment fascinates me."

"It is ok to look. You may come closer if you like. Tell me have you seen many island men naked?"

As he walked toward me he seemed hesitant about the answer to my question. 

"You should not be embarrassed to tell me of the men you have seen naked. I am happy to tell you that I have seen a great many naked men."

He smiled at me but again had a quizzical look on his face.

"I am not sure what you would consider many. I have seen most if not all of the males around my age. I am sure you know that it is common for us to swim together unclothed. In addition, there is a manhood ceremony that I have only recently been honored to attend. There is some nudity of older men involved in that ceremony. Of course, I have also seen my brother and father as well as one of my brother's friends."

At that point he looked at me like there was more he had to say but something held him back. I was certain given the island ways that he had had sex with some of his friends and likely the friend of his brother that he mentioned. I did not really want to know what sex if any occurred at the manhood ceremony. 

"Is there something else Nateal?" I asked as he knelt in front of me to get a close look at my crotch.

"There is our neighbor," He said looking up at me. "He has taken me on overnight trips to the far side of the island as part of my adulthood mentoring. We are naked when we are there."

"Do you fuck?"

"I do not know the meaning of the word for you. But we engaged in play and learning. Neither of us has penetrated the other yet. I know he will soon penetrate me and I possibly will penetrate him before the year ends."

I felt as if I was being let into a whole new level of the islanders' culture. I doubted Alicia knew the details of the mentoring. Hector of course had not experienced it and considering the island males' secrecy regarding their homosexual activity probably knew less about it than Alicia. Greg had never shared his experience with a mentor.

"So is the purpose of the mentoring sexual?" I asked.

Nateal, jumped to his feet and backed up as if the floor had suddenly become red hot.

"No, of course not. We learn to be better men from the experiences our mentors share with us. John, I am not like my brother."

"Like him how?"

"I prefer to fuck females. What I do with my mentor, Mateus is simply a part of our bonding. It is important for us to express our connection physically."

"So you don't like to fuck men?"

"I am sorry but your question is foolish. Of course I enjoy being with men sexually. It is fun, but it is play, it is not the same for me as it is for Greg."

"Then you know that he is..."

"Yes, but please do not speak such a thing on the island. He and I are very close. We share most everything. He was distraught over having wronged you and losing your friendship. Since he was joyous upon arriving today may I take that to mean you have made up?"

"We are repairing our friendship. But did he tell you what happened? Why I was so angry?"

"Some, most I don't think I will ever understand. He told me he fucked our sister. He would not explain further though and forbade me to speak to Alicia on the subject. It does not make sense. He has fucked a few females and always found it unsatisfying. He likes men, yet he took pleasure from his sister."

"I can not explain it to you either. But I would like you to believe that Alicia and Greg did not sin when they fucked; anymore than it will be a sin for you when Mateus fucks you. So have you and Greg fucked?" I asked.

I knew I was pushing Nateal, who was already clearly confused over his brother's admissions regarding Alicia and homosexuality. 

"No, we have done no more than is normal for siblings. There was some play and touching in the past, but neither of us even pleasured the other orally. I know from my friends that some brothers try that."

"Are these friends that you have been intimate with?"

"John, your questions are confusing. Don't male friends in your home explore? It seems completely natural to me for me to have pleasured and been pleasured orally by my friends and for us to fuck."

"I am sorry to be confusing but my society is complicated regarding sex. I agree with you that these things are normal. That is how I live my life now. But it is not simple. What you see as normal with your friends is taboo in my society."

"Like Greg wanting only men is in ours?" He asked as if a light had come on.

"I am not sure, I think your society may think that is worse. But yes it is similar. Now tell me is my cock really so big compared to all your friends?"




They Are A-OK Ch. 34



"Well, it is hard to say. It is definitely bigger than any I have seen that were not aroused. But, I have noticed that cocks do not all grow the same. I have a friend who is smaller even than me when he is damn, I never can remember that word, anyway when he is engaged in sexual play he is among the largest of my friends."

"I think the word you are trying to recall is flaccid. My cock grows a fair amount when I am aroused. Do you want to see me aroused?"

"I am very curious."

"Well I have just had sex and my cock may not grow to its usual full erect size. But if you would let me see you naked now, I promise that very soon I will seek you out and let you see my hard cock."

"I would be embarrassed to show my cock, John. I am very small, even when aroused. When my cock is f...fla...flaccid it is very tiny."

"You should not be embarrassed and now I am most curious and interested to see your cock. I promise I will not laugh or berate you."

He smiled and started to undress without another word. His statement about being tiny was not an exaggeration. His uncut cock looked like little more than an inch or so of skin hanging above his smooth, walnut sized balls. Without asking, I walked over and began to fondle his tiny member. He didn't object to my handling of his cock and balls. From the reaction of his dick I assumed he was enjoying being touched. When fully erect his cock was a bit over three inches. 

"Do the other boys make fun of you?" I asked with genuine concern for his feelings.

"No, small cocks are not a thing of shame for islanders. Though I am amongst the smallest, not many are that much larger than I am. Would I be ridiculed in your home?"

"Not by me certainly, but I suppose that you would have been teased some. I actually like it because it is different and I think it would be fun to suck."

"The females I have fucked seem to agree with your thinking. I have spent much time working on orally pleasing women. I know this will be necessary to keep my wife happy."

"There is something I have never asked anyone here; do island women ever use dildos?"

"I do not know what that is."

"A dildo is a fake cock made out of rubber or the like. I was thinking that you could use one with a woman while you licked her and she sucked you. I think it would make your wife very happy." I said as I stroked his small cock with my thumb and two fingers.

"It is a thought, but I do not know where I would get a thing like that."

"I will get you one, if you want to try the idea. But I think you should save it for a special girl."

"I have a special girl. We will likely be formally engaged soon. She is understanding about my size and I work very hard to give her pleasure. Maybe, a dildo would be the final thing that would convince her that I could satisfy her as my wife."

"Then I will see that you get one very soon. But right now I am going to suck your cock," I said and took his hand in mine.

As I led him to the bed, I saw a look of trepidation in his eyes. When we reached the bedside he spoke his concern.

"Please, remember that I am not like my brother," He said in a soft plaintive voice.

I remembered the things I was told about normal male to male sex play on the island. I knew his concern was that I would want to do things that he was not comfortable with.

"Do not worry, Nateal. All I want for now is to suck your cock. Another day when I have more time, I would like to talk more about your sexual life, if that is ok."

"I am happy to talk to you anytime about sex and playing and sucking each other is desirable to me as long as you understand," He informed me as I sat on the bed in front of him.

"Shhhhhhhhh, you have no worries with me," I assured him.

Then I put my hands on his ass and pulled him to me. He was only five-seven, which meant that I had to bend down from my sitting position to take his cock into my mouth. He was barely a mouthful for me. However, I found the feeling of having such a small cock in my mouth exhilarating. His size allowed me to do things that I could not easily do with a larger cock. I could suck him like a kid sucks his thumb which he seemed to like. I could lick his balls while having his entire cock in my mouth. At one point I had both his dick and one of his balls in my mouth. I could easily slide my tongue all the way around his little dick with the whole thing in my mouth. One notable thing about his cock was the pronounced head. As soon as I had started playing with him, his head emerged from its shroud and made it look almost like he was circumcised. I soon discovered that his flare and cum hole were extremely sensitive. 

His moans were intoxicating to me. His cries of joy when he came were like a beautiful symphony. His cum was plentiful and like ambrosia to my taste buds. As I took the last of his oozing nectar he swooned and fell to knees in front of me.

"Are you ok?" I asked worried that he had suffered some injury.

"Oh yes," He panted. "Perfect!"

I pulled his head into my lap and caressed him gently. After a few minutes he looked up at me.

"I do not know how you learned to give so much pleasure. It is no wonder my brother speaks so excitedly of being with you. May I try to return the favor?"

My cock was maybe half erect from the excitement of tasting Nateal. But I did not think I was ready. In addition, my encounter with my young friend had delayed my seeing Alicia even longer.

"I think we should save that for another day. Will you come to me if I call for you?"

"I will if you will agree to teach me to give pleasure like you give."

"I bet you don't really need as much teaching as you think. I will be looking forward to the next time we play and will give you any instruction I can."

"Thank you, John."

We both got dressed and left the Yacht. He went back to his duties and I headed up the trail toward Alicia's little village. At a normal pace the walk through the woods and up the hill might take no more than fifteen minutes. That day my feet were like lead and my damaged leg was giving me fits. . It would have been easy to say it was nervousness over facing Alicia that slowed me. But there were other things weighing on me also. My last couple of hours aboard the yacht had been unusually eventful. I contemplated the meaning of my encounters with Paul and Nateal.

I had trouble reckoning with my extreme treatment of the captain. I knew he had enjoyed it and even in a way encouraged it. Fact is I was certain that he enjoyed it more than I. But still the severity of the beating I gave his ass troubled me. I decided that it had little to due with the sexy Greek and much to do with my guilt. I had wronged both Alicia and her brother. In a way I was in the process of atoning for those wrongs. My atonement began in earnest when I submitted to Hector and allowed him to beat me. At the time I somehow knew I needed to be subjected to that treatment. With Paul it was still me atoning. I was just using his ass and my pain was the guilt of being so brutal.

Nateal was a totally different matter. I had sucked his tiny little dick like a lustful whore and enjoyed every minute. I also took a special pride in knowing I had perhaps given him the best orgasm of his young life. But there was guilt over that also. I knew that I was leading him down a path that would ultimately cause him to question his beliefs about sexuality. I would summon him and he would come. There was no doubt about that future. I did not know how many visits we would have. But I did know at some point I would coax him into doing things that he thought he would never do with another man; at least not one like me. I already questioned whether he had gone further than he would admit with his friend. If he had at some point I knew I would convince him to admit that too. What I had done physically to Paul I would likely do mentally to Nateal. 

When I reached the top of the hill, I stood on the edge of the clearing that contained Alicia's small village. I don't know why I had expected it to have changed. Although my last visit seemed a lifetime ago, I had not really been away so long in terms of island life. That village likely had changed little in 50 years. It was nearly midday so I knew most people would be out of the village at work. It was a good time to see Alicia, who I assumed would be home waiting for me. When I stepped from the tree line the first person I saw was Greg. He was out side the family cottage practicing his old trade of gardening. His smile told me that it was a trade he missed. I silently vowed to find a way to get him off the yacht and back to the gardens. I wanted to fix all that I had ruined. That would be my true atonement. I called to him from about 50 yards away. He jumped to his feet and ran to me.

"Is it time already?" He asked instead of a greeting. 

"If you mean for me to speak to Alicia, it is well past time for that, my friend."

"John, she is so excited to see you. She has been preparing herself since I came up to the house. Honestly, it is one reason I am out here. She has made herself so beautiful for you, it aroused desires I should not have."

"I do not know what you should or should not feel, Greg. But I believe you and Alicia should be together."

"That can't be. Please do not do anything to encourage such a thing."

"It is a sad thing for two who love each other so to remain apart over false propriety. It would be easy to explain your parent's deception and fix this mess."

"It would cause them much shame and nothing is worth that to me," He said sadly.

"Then I will let it stay as you wish."

"John, you know that Alicia will expect you to fuck her as soon as she sees you."

"What is your point?"

"I do not know. I just wanted you to be prepared for what you will find inside. Our parents are off at work for hours. Alicia has not been with a man since returning to the island. She has limited herself to only two close female friends and her own fingers, John."

I knew what he was trying to say. I didn't need to hear more. For an island woman she had done the equivalent of keeping herself pure for me. She had made clear to me that she did not get much satisfaction from sex with other women. I did not know her feelings on masturbation, but I had the impression that masturbation was not as widely indulged in the open sexuality of the island culture as it was in my world. The only question I had was whether to give her a last session of love making before I broke her heart or to fuck her after.

"What would you do if you were me, Greg? Would you talk first or fuck first?"

"I do not think I could resist her. But I still love her and I don't think you do anymore."

"I care for her and I want to do the right thing."

His answer was stopped when Alicia opened the door to the cottage and called to me. She was dressed in a simple shift made of sheer fabric that was not suited for wearing in public. As I walked toward her I could see the nipples of her heaving breasts and her dark pubic bush through the translucent fabric. When I reached the doorway she jumped into my arms. My resolve to do the right thing melted as our lips met. I carried her into the cottage and kicked the door shut behind us. I purposely did not turn back toward Greg. I did not want to see the look in his eyes. I knew there would be concern for Alicia, but even more so there would be jealousy. By all appearances I was about to get what he so desperately desired. 

"Oh my god, John, I am so happy that you're well again. I have been so worried for you. I wanted to stay with you and help nurse you and see you recover. I was distraught when the boss made me return home," She blurted out when I set her down.

"I know and I am sorry to have caused so much distress. But our separation was for the best. I think we needed time to contemplate things and our future."

I could see from her expression that I didn't really have to say any more. She knew as well as I did that it was over between us as far as marriage anyway. It was odd. I saw sadness to be sure, but I also saw relief.

"John, you do not have to be so gentle. I think we have both come to the same conclusion. If I am wrong you should know that I will honor you and our commitment."

"You're not wrong, our marriage would be wrong. But I am puzzled. Greg tells me that you have remained pure for me and denied yourself. Why would you do this if you believe as I do that we should not marry?"

"John, I still love you. I wanted a special time with you before things end. I want the next man I fuck to be you. I know that our marriage will not work, but that does not erase my desire for you."

"Nor mine for you. I am sorry; I set us on a foolish course."

"Shhhh let us talk no more of it. We have this afternoon and whatever other times we want in future. My only need is for you to speak with my father and explain. That is proper. He has suffered much over Greg's admissions. Please help him get past this and do not worry for me. I am going to go to college in America for a year and then work as a secretary for the boss. I will have prestige and be able to easily find a good husband. Also know that I will always be available to fuck you."

Her declaration that she would cheat on her husband with me surprised me greatly.

"I will not ask you to go against your ways once you are married, Alicia. Until your husband determines that you have born him enough children and allows you to be with others I will not fuck you after you're married. Before your marriage I hope we will be together many times."

"Thank you, John. You're wise and stronger than me. I too hope we can be together many more times before I marry. I also hope that I can carry your seed in my belly to my marriage bed."

"I would not miss your wedding for anything."

She ended our talk by pulling her sheer dress over her head. As she stood there naked clearly wanting me to take her, I marveled at how easy she had made things for me. Then I lifted her in my arms and carried to the same small bed where we had first made love. She lay there and watched as I stripped off my clothes. Then she rose to her knees and used her lips and tongue to show me how much she wanted me. When I reached the point where I was near to losing control, I stopped her and had her lay back down. I got on my knees and caressed her soft supple breasts before moving my mouth to her pussy. She willingly spread her legs wide for me and I gently opened her pussy lips to expose her wet, quivering, pink flesh. 

She squealed when my tongue entered her sweet pussy. I felt her fingers on my head as I slid my tongue up between the hot folds of flesh that formed a trail to her clit. Her button was engorged and prominent. She pulled at my hair as I swirled my tongue around her clit. Her first orgasm came fast. It clearly jolted her senses and she screamed loudly. I was certain that Greg and anyone else near the house could hear her carnal wailing. She ground her cunt into my face as I licked her through a second and then a third orgasm. After her fourth climax she pleaded for me to fuck her. I was happy to accommodate her desire.

I spun around and climbed atop my beautiful island ex-fiancée. My cock slid into her pussy like her body was custom made for sex with me. We instantly fell into a rhythm. When I drove my cock down into her she lifted her ass up so that her pussy met the advance. When I withdrew she relaxed and let her ass fall back upon the mat that served as her bed. Our coupling ended in an explosive mutual orgasm. My panting and deep moans mixed with her joyous squeals and the sounds of my cock plunging into her cunt to fill the small cottage with a cacophony of sexual sound. When it was done we lay side-by-side happily exhausted and fully sated. We stayed in her bed cuddling, kissing and talking until just before her parents returned from work. 

We were dressed and outside waiting with Greg when Duarte arrived. After he greeted us I asked him to walk with me. I chose the path that led to the secluded beach where I had fucked Alicia. I was certain he knew the purpose of the walk and where I was taking him. I was less certain I would be able to give him sexual favors as Hector had suggested. At the beach we found a large rock and sat together. I explained as best I could why I did not believe it was right for either Alicia or me to go forward with the wedding.

"Duarte, I am ashamed and deeply sorry for having begun this thing. I want you to know it is all my doing. Alicia has been perfect and has done nothing to cause me to change my mind. There are some things that can not be helped. I should have given my feelings more time and considered things more carefully. I wish that I could somehow make up for the wrong I have done your family," I said and reached for his arm hopping to convey my availability to him.

He did not pull away from me as he replied, "Perhaps you acted foolishly. But that is the nature of youth. You have not wronged my family. You did a great thing for Alicia and me. I did not want her to be a whore. You made it possible for her to contribute without giving her body in service. I am grateful. If any wrong was committed it is I who made the mistake. I should have counseled you both on the haste of your decision. I had concerns about the union from the beginning. But I saw the freedom you were offering my daughter and the rest of the family and kept silent. There was no doubt of your love for each other. But I knew that it was likely not enough to overcome the obstacles."

I almost hadn't noticed that he had moved his hand to my thigh. I was still holding his arm and knew that we were close to engaging in some sort of sexual activity. My fears about being able to service him vanished in the knowledge that it would be as much him servicing me. In a way I wanted it as a sort of good bye to the Ortiz family that I had almost joined. But I could not let it happen so casually. I decided to tell him what I had been told by Hector.

"Duarte, I am not sure what is happening here. Clearly, I do not know all there is to know about your culture. But I know that your people value honesty. I brought you here to talk because I was made to believe that providing you sexual pleasure might ease the sting of the news I had to deliver. I would do anything to protect Alicia and will give you anything you need. She is truly blameless in this and I do not want you taking retribution for any shame you may have perceived she caused your family."

"I do not require anything of you and I assure that I do not blame Alicia for anything. I promise that I have no intention of punishing her. You need have no fears for her. As for custom and culture, some sexual matters are complicated for us as you likely are learning."

"I learn more with each new conversation."

"I have felt desire toward you for sometime, John. I found as I grew older that my desire to fuck was diminishing. When I indulged in some play with a younger man a few years ago something was rekindled. It had been a long time since my days of youthful sex play with my male friends. I had not allowed myself to recognize how much I missed it. Things began to happen with this man that I had never allowed to happen before. Feelings and desires that are somewhat taboo and always kept secret developed. Oddly, while this was happening my desire to fuck women was also rekindled. My wife is pleased as I believe is a widow I have spent some time with lately. At my age all this is acceptable. I have continued my relationship with this man and I have been with two other young men."

"Duarte, are you telling me that you want to be with me?"

"That is complicated also. I have never been with a man not of the island. I once fucked a woman from off the island. She was the daughter of a couple who worked for the previous boss. We fucked many times before she moved away. You're desirable and young and the idea of sex with a man not of the island has me curious. I am told it is far more taboo in your culture."




They Are A-OK Ch. 34



"It is but not for me. I enjoy both men and women fully and feel no stigma." "If that is true than you are a more confidant man than I. I take pleasure in being with other men but still feel conflicted."

Suddenly, it felt odd to have Duarte sharing such private thoughts with me. It did not fit with my picture of the way island men communicated. We certainly were not close in anyway that I understood. I suspected his knowledge that I had fucked two of his children might have caused him to feel a bond I did not. There was also the weird ceremony where he tested my sperm. It occurred to me that it might be the size of my cock that fascinated him. I wondered if his openness could simply be his way of working towards us having sex. Curiosity again caused me to forge ahead when I knew I should bring an end to the conversation.

"Duarte, is there more that attracts you to me than my youth and foreign heritage?" I asked wanting to know if it was the size of my cock.

"In truth, I am fascinated with the size of your cock. There are no men I know of the island that come close to having such a large penis."

In my mind I saw Nateal's tiny dick and wondered if the adage like father like son might apply. Since Greg had been fathered by another man, Nateal was Duarte's only true son. It seemed likely to me that cock size was genetic. I didn't want my one-time future father to feel intimidated if that was the case.

"I do not know how much difference size makes in the case of two men."

"It would seem that it would be different. I have never taken a cock much larger than half your size into my body. Since holding yours in my hand I have contemplated the idea of being fucked by a large cock. It excites and frightens me all at once. I am certain that the stimulation would be greater, but I am equally certain that it would cause pain. I am not sure that I am man enough to take that pain in the pursuit of the pleasure. Even worse, I fear that my small size would make you see me as inferior."

I smiled and assured him that I would never think that he was inferior to me. If not for my extreme curiosity over seeing for myself the size of his cock, I might have tried to find a way to respectfully end the conversation without sex. But I couldn't pass up the chance to see his cock. Even more important to my decision was the growing connection I felt to Duarte. Somehow his out poring of intimate feelings had caused a bond to begin to form.

"We could be together without me penetrating your body," I suggested.

"I do not think that would satisfy my desires. I may never again have the chance to know what it is like to feel a cock like yours go into my body. It is something I desire."

I had to ask, "I would have thought that it would be you who penetrated the body of your young lovers. Would I be wrong?"

I had chosen the word lover purposely because I was certain that is the way he felt about the young men he had sex with. Even if I was wrong, it was how it would have to be if I was to have sex with him.

"You are very perceptive and for the most part correct. I occasionally enjoy being fucked, but more often I am the one who does the fucking."

"Duarte, I want you to be very sure that being fucked by me would be the right thing for you in the long run. I will someday be more like the boss than a visitor. I do not want our having indulged in sex to become an issue between us."

I knew I was pushing him to a difficult place. His yearnings were kept so secret that even Hector who had sucked his cock didn't know the extent of Duarte's desires toward other men. The old man had shared all of that with me and I was rewarding him by suggesting that his interest in being fucked by me might be inappropriate.

"For an islander the fact of having been fucked or fucking someone does not change things so much. But if it would cause you to feel uncomfortable than perhaps it is best we do not continue to consider such things."

"Duarte, I appreciate your openness and I can not say that I am not interested. I have fucked many men and women and had no change in the relationship. However, in some cases things have become very different. We have an unusual relationship in that I nearly became your son."

"That is true and had that happened, we never would have had this conversation."

"I suppose not. Speaking of sons, before we continue to explore something between us, I must ask you something that may be hard for you to answer," I said risking alienating Duarte.

He nodded as if to say I could ask him anything.

"Considering that you have embraced homosexual lovemaking, why are you so harsh toward Greg regarding his sexuality?"

"It is painful for me to rebuke my son over something that I no longer accept as wrong. But on the island no young man can be homosexual. Our people do not accept a man that doesn't produce heirs. He would be ridiculed and treated badly. I have wanted to talk to him and explain that he must take a wife and fuck her often even if his heart lies with a man. He would not be the only one with a secret. After a time he wouldn't really even have to disguise his life. Many women here actually prefer that their husbands slow down after enough children have been produce to satisfy duty. But for him to have what he believes he needs he would have to leave the island and that I can not condone."

"Do you know why your son was moved to the yacht?"

"I suppose he asked for the job so that he could comfortably and openly have sex with men. It is not much of a secret that Captain Stavros fucks the members of the crew. I also know that my son and Hector are lovers. I imagine Greg fucks other crew members also."

"He did not request the assignment. I suggested it because I thought it would give him a chance to be happier. But as you must know he loves the garden and you dearly. He belongs in the gardens; he belongs by your side. But he should not have to sacrifice a part of who he is to be there. If I was to tell you that there is a way for him to return to the gardens and fulfill his duty while not sacrificing his true self, would you help even if it meant loosing some face with your fellow islanders?"

"I am not sure I understand."

"I know that he is not your son and that Alicia is not Carmella's daughter. There would be no taboo for them marrying and producing children. She loves and supports Greg. She understands his needs. He loves her and would make her a good home. He could have his lover outside of the marriage."

"But what of her? Is she to sacrifice her pleasure so that Greg can have a front to hide behind? I would do anything that I believed would make my children happy. But I will not have one of them sacrifice so much for the other."

That was the moment that I truly understood the folly of yet another plan I had concocted for Alicia. Greg and Duarte both understood how miserable Alicia would be married to a man that preferred other men to her. Even with the love they shared she would never be truly happy married to Greg.

"Then there is no hope for Greg?" I asked feeling desperate for my friend.

"If you truly want to help him, then work with me to convince him to take a wife and make children to carry on here on the island. If that happens I will confess to him my own yearnings and behavior and bless whatever private arrangements he makes." 

"Duarte, you are a good man. I will do anything I can to help your family to find happy lives. I want to start by getting Greg off the yacht and back into the gardens."

"I agree that would be the best thing for him."

"What of us? We have both shared much and I think are becoming friends. I am not sure that we should fuck, at least not now," I confessed.

"If there is any doubt about such things, then it should not be done," He confirmed.

"Then we shall wait for another time. But...." I added.

My legendary curiously would not allow me to let go of an idea I knew seemed strange.

"What is it, John?"

"I would like to see your cock. Perhaps if we were to swim together it would not be as strange a thing as it might seem," I suggested.

He nodded and began to undress. He stood naked in front of me without a hint of shame or reproach toward my request. His flaccid cock was larger than Nateal's but still very small. I was surprised that he was circumcised. He was the first man of the island that I knew to be without foreskin.

"Duarte, I had assumed that all men here had foreskin. How is that you came to be circumcised?" I asked not hiding my surprise.

"I did for Carmella. When we first started our romance she had been with mostly men not of the island. The majority of them were circumcised. My foreskin was very large and barely pulled back even when I was fully erect. She wanted to see what the head of my cock looked like so I had it removed as a surprise for her. One of the boss's frequent guests was a doctor and agreed to perform the procedure."

"That is an amazing thing you did; so romantic. I understand that there is great pain when it is done to an adult."

"The pain was not the worst thing. I had to go without sex for several weeks while it healed. I also had to come up with excuses to keep Carmella from seeing me naked until it healed. My cock was frightful looking at first."

We shared a laughed and then I began to undress. By the time I was nude Duarte was fully aroused. I could not disguise my interest in his erect cock. He was definitely a grower. His hard cock was almost three times as long as it was when he was flaccid.

"I hope you aren't offended that watching you undress arouses me," He said softly obviously feeling truly remorseful.

"Of course not. How could anyone be offended by a natural show of attraction?"

He didn't respond. He merely turned and began slowly walking toward the sea. I stood for a moment watching his surprisingly attractive back side move away. 

When his toes hit the edges of the gentle waves he turned back and asked, "Shall we swim together my young friend?"

He stood at the edge of the water watching me as I walked toward him. When I reached him we walked together into the azure sea. As soon as the water covered our lower halves, he stopped and turned toward me. Without a word he began to fondle me. Part of me wanted to object, but most of me wanted to add another member of the family to my collection. As he slowly coaxed my cock to life, I wondered when I would add the final member of the gentle older man's family. Oddly, I closed my eyes and fantasized about fucking Carmella as her husband stroked my cock.

"I want you to fuck me here in the sea," He sighed softly as his fingertips teased my balls.

I had considerable doubts that it would be possible to fulfill his desire under the water. But for some reason ached to give him what he wanted. I reached out and began to play with his cock balls as he continued fondling me.

"Have you ever been fucked in the sea?" I asked in a tone that gave away my growing desire.

"No, but I have often fucked my young lover here in the surf," He told me.

"Are you sure you want this? I do not want to cause you pain."

"I do not believe you could ever bring anything but pleasure," He moaned as he took hold of my hand.

He led me toward the shore and stopped when the water was less than knee deep. He got on all fours in front me. The sea lapped softly against the back of his thighs, adding a strange foamy underlining to his proffered ass. I dropped to my knees behind him. I sank into the soft wet sand as I began to caress his buttocks. He made a sound that was reminiscent of a deep purr-like growl. I leaned forward and rubbed my cock along his wet ass crack.

"Yes," He groaned.

Having nothing else to use, I splashed sea water on his ass and began to finger fuck his asshole. He pushed back causing his anal canal to swallow my entire finger. 

"Please don't wait any longer. Fuck me before the fear takes over!" He demanded.

I pulled my finger from his anus and guided my cock head to his salty opening.

"Do not hesitate to stop me," I whispered as I pushed my cock hard against his sphincter.

His next move took me off guard. He pushed his ass back toward me and suddenly my cock popped into his body. I had to grip his hips hard to stop him from fully impaling his ass on my cock. I stopped and practically held my breath fearing I might have already ripped him open. His rectum gripped the top half of my cock so hard it was almost painful. Yet he gave no protest or sign of distress. 

"Duarte, are you alright?" I asked softly

"Yes," He gasped between pants.

I held still for a couple of minutes to give his body a chance to adjust to my invading cock. The sensation of having my cock gripped by his rectal walls was oddly juxtaposed with the feeling of the waves lapping against the back of my thighs. As I waited for a sign that he was ready for more or a request to withdrawal, I felt droplets of sea water pelt my exposed ass. For some reason this made me feel exposed for the first time that afternoon. I did not want to be seen fucking Duarte in the surf. I wondered why he was so unconcerned with being caught. These thoughts soon gave way to physical sensations. As with every man I had ever fucked I felt his rectal walls relax and his body's natural resistance ease. 

He wiggled his ass which I took as a signal he wanted more. I slowly pushed the rest of my cock into his body. With my cock fully inside him and my balls pressed to his flesh, I paused to ask him if he wanted me to continue. He nodded and I began to gently fuck him. I drove my cock in and out of his ass slowly for several minutes before he demanded more.

"Fuck me like a man!" He roared.

I began to ride him harder and faster. He was fully relaxed and into being fucked. Each time my cock hit his prostate he moaned seductively and his rectal walls gripped my manhood. Our bodies synced up. We rocked together in the surf for at least another ten minutes before he raised his eyes to the sky and loudly signaled the onset of his orgasm. I was hung up deep inside his body with my cock head grinding into his prostate. I could feel his entire body quivering under me as he deposited his seed into to the foaming surf. A less intense orgasm overtook me as his peak came to an end. My cock oozed a tiny bit of semen into his body before he fell forward into the coursing sea water. 

I rolled him over fearing he might drown. Looking down I saw the happiest most content look on his face I had ever seen on any face. I lay down next to him in the surf. He was shaking from the continued excitement of the experience. I impulsively moved my lips to his mouth and kissed him. For a few seconds he allowed the kiss and even a moment of tongue play. Then he pulled his face away from mine.

"We should not..." He tried to protest.

"I am sorry, I assumed that you had moved past that taboo also."

"I have, but I fear if we go further my future craving for you will be unbearable," He confessed.

I moved away form him, knowing I had to be the strong one. I could not let him confuse an afternoon of passion for something more. I knew that Duarte and I could never again fuck. I hoped it would be a happy memory for him and not one that caused painful yearnings. 

"I think that I have swum too long. I am tired and need to rest," I said as I lifted my body from the waves.

"I too have had enough of the sea for today. Thank you for giving me this afternoon."

As I acknowledged his thanks, I was certain that he too had concluded that our fucking was to be a one time only thing. We rinsed the sand from our bodies as best we could and returned to the beach to get our clothes. We dress silently and then he hugged me.

"I am sorry that you will not be my son, but I am far happier that you will be my friend," He said earnestly as we embraced.

"I too am glad for our friendship and will cherish the memory of this time with you," I replied.

I stayed on the beach watching him walk up the path to his village until he disappeared into the dense foliage. As I turned toward the path that would lead me to the main house, I caught a bit of movement out of the corner of my eye. I was not sure if Greg knew I had seen him or not. Either way I was not ready to confront him and have the inevitable conversation about his father's sexuality. I had made a pact with Duarte that would lead to Greg learning about his father and I hoped a happy life for the family. I understood that a wife and children was the only path to Greg's happiness. Clearly, there were other men on the island that were gay and found the love they wanted while doing their duty to society. As I walked away from the beach I fervently hoped Greg could be made to understand that he could be happy if he would accept that life. The only other choice was to leave the island, which I thought might kill my young friend. 

Upon reaching my room I used the phone to contact Paul. We chatted for a bit and he again thanked me for what I did with him and sheepishly added that he could not yet sit down. I was certain that he was thinking I was calling to get another session going, but that was not my plan. I definitely noticed that his mood was less joyful after I inquired about Nateal's work schedule. He informed me that someone had to be at the dock around the clock and that his relief would be there around ten. I took a shower and then headed down to the dock. It was just six o'clock when I informed Nateal that I wanted to see him after he was relieved. He told me that he could not come up to the house and suggested another place to meet. I returned to my room for a nap.



They Are A-OK Ch. 35



The gentle ringing of a bedside alarm woke me at nine. I slipped on a pair of hiking shorts, sans underwear, a tee shirt and pair of cross trainers. The place I was to meet Nateal was a short hike through the garden and down one of the island's many trails. I figured if I left at ten we should both arrive around the same time. I wanted to have something to eat before my liaison so I went to the kitchen. I was surprised to find Carmella there.

"John, hello, what can I get for you?" She asked as if nothing had changed.

"I was just going to make a sandwich or something. I didn't expect anyone to be working this late."

"I am not on duty. I needed to get out of my house and had hoped to see you."

"Then you sit and tell me what you wanted to see me about while I make my sandwich."

I was surprised that she agreed to sit while I prepared food.

"John, Duarte shared your thoughts about Alicia and Greg with me. For me I do not so much care about the reaction to the long held lie. But he is a very proud man. Admitting that he has raised a bastard as his own and that he dishonored his wife early in marriage may be too much of a burden for my husband. He is a good man and just coming to truly know himself. I don't want to see him destroyed."

It seemed that she knew about his new choices and lovers and was comfortable with the idea. Yet she was not comfortable with him admitting long past sins. 

"What does he say?"

"He says if it would make the children happy he will gladly admit to the lies we told. But he also said that he does not believe that any good would be served by your plan"

"We talked of that and I think that I now agree that it was another ill-conceived idea on my part. I am certain that you want your children to have happiness as I do. Did Duarte share any more of our talk?"

"Some I think."

"So what do you think should happen?" 

"Alicia wants and deserves a real husband and family. Greg must honor our traditions or leave here. I do not want to lose my son. Why must all of us give up something because my son prefers sucking cocks to fucking a good woman?"

She was clearly not as accepting of Greg's homosexuality as she was of her husband's bisexuality.

"Carmella, you alluded to Duarte's finding himself. Why is that different that Greg wanting to be true to himself?"

"Because Duarte's choice does not cause anyone else to sacrifice. He is if anything a better husband to me. He had not fucked me with such passion in many years. We all have secret needs. But why has Greg decided that he can't be like other island men?"

"He has made no such decision. His heart tells him things that can not be reconciled with the ways of the island. He doesn't have a choice about what he feels or desires."

I almost blurted out that Alicia and Greg were already lovers but somehow held my tongue. As it turned out I need not have worried about revealing the secret.

"John, I know the thing that you're trying so hard not to tell me. I know that Alicia and Greg have already fucked. I also know about him and that outsider from the boat. If Hector is happy being a man to the world and perverted queer in private, why can't Greg just be a man? If he so enjoys fucking my daughter than he can damn well find pleasure with another woman that is not his sister!"

"That is what Duarte and I want to see happen. I can see it won't be perfect for you but it is the best thing. Didn't he tell you that we plan to talk to your son? Please give this a chance."

"I love them both and if Duarte is in favor of this idea I will support your actions. But what is it you are asking my husband to do now?"

"To show his respect and love for his son, by no longer hiding his true self. Greg feels that he has betrayed his parents and his people. He needs to know that he is not a pariah."

"You ask too much of Duarte. I will not let him debase himself so that his son can feel good about being queer."

"I am not asking Duarte to debase himself. He will reveal what he chooses in the way he chooses. But you should know something. I am fairly certain that Greg already knows at least part of your husband's secret. They need to talk."

"Then I must leave these things to my husband's judgment. I believe that you're a good man, trying to do right by my family. But please think carefully before you act. Alicia has suffered much over your first plan to help us."

I agreed with that and offered any support that I could give. Before I left her she told me that both of her children would likely seek my counsel. 

"They both love and respect you, John," She said.

I kissed her on the cheek and wished her family well. Making that wish was an odd thing considering what I was heading off to do. My plan was to fuck the last of the Ortiz children and make it a set. I wondered if I had not had a date with Nateal if I would have tried to seduce her and made my fantasy a reality. As I walked through the garden I began to reconsider my plans for the evening. My motive had been to get Nateal to make love to me and acknowledge the truth about his relationships with other males. I still do not know why guys who enjoyed sex with other guys while insisting they were fervently heterosexual bothered me so much in those days. But it was one of the few sins that rankled me. However, I was no longer convinced that coaxing Nateal to make such an admission was the right thing to do. He was apparently satisfied with the life he was expected to lead and knew how to enjoy all things in their proper place in his society. 

My memory of the island trails was surprisingly good. With Nateal's directions I easily found the meeting spot. The place seemed to be some sort of gardener's work area. There was a greenhouse and several sheds of various sizes. There was a prefab Quonset hut type of metal building that I could see through the windows held tractors and other power equipment. Past that was a small building that resembled the cottages in Alicia's village. For a moment I was concerned that a caretaker or other worker must live there. When Nateal emerged from the small cottage and waved me over, I realized that the building was our planned meeting spot.

"Welcome to the Ortiz family secret hideaway," He said as I walked up.

I guess the puzzled look on my face led him to explain.

"My father fixed up this shed as a cottage. Greg led me here not long ago and explained that he and father use it for their private needs."

I was immediately concerned about the possibility of being caught fucking by Nateal's father. I was only a little less concerned about Greg finding me with my cock in his little brother's ass. 

"Father never goes out this late and Greg, well he has very few secret meetings lately"

"Oh, do you come here for private meetings a lot?" I asked as he led me into the one room cottage.

It was clearly set up as a place for sex. There was a small sofa on one wall and a large mattress-like thing on the floor. An electric lantern provided a soft almost romantic flickering light. 

"I sometimes come here to fuck, if that is what you are asking, John?"

"I am sorry, I forgot about the plain speaking simple honesty of your people. Do you bring men or women here?"

"I have brought both, but more males. This much privacy is not required when young men and women fuck."

My curiosity about island ways temporarily derailed my plan to seduce Nateal into love making.

"Do you fuck your girlfriends in their parent's homes?" I asked fascinated by the idea. 

"I have fucked two girls in their beds. Only one when the parents were in the house."

I am sure that I did not hide my surprise well.

"That doesn't feel odd?"

"It is a common thing, particularly if there is some thought of marriage in the future."

"The girl that took you to her bed with her parents home, is she the one you plan to marry?"

"She is more of a backup. Vidonya and I have only fucked here and at my parent's house."

"When others in your family were home?" I asked still not understanding the openness of the islanders.

"Alicia and Greg have been there, but not my parents; though it would be ok if they had been."

"And the other one you fucked in her bed?" I asked quickly feeling even more curious.

"We are just friends, playmates. So she would not likely fuck me with her parents in the house. She is planning to marry an older boy that seems interested."

I smiled at him and told him that I wanted to be his playmate too. He smiled back, which I took as a signal to ramp things up. I pulled him into my arms and held him close to my body as I captured his lips with my mouth. He seemed to melt for a moment almost as if he had become a rag doll. I pressed my position by sliding my tongue into his mouth. He accepted the kiss, letting his tongue greet mine. In my head something felt wrong. Things were going too easy. Since he seemed completely devoid of guile I knew there was no way that he had lied to me about his sexuality. Yet he was letting me kiss him as if making love to men was his a regular occurrence if not his preference. I continued the sensual kiss for several minutes before letting him come up for air.

"John, did you misunderstand..." He started to say in a nearly breathless tone.

"I do not think that I have misunderstood anything," I said still holding his body close to mine.

"I told you that I am not like my brother," He insisted but made no effort to free himself from my embrace.

"We are all different, Nateal. But I can not believe you will lie to me now and tell me that you did not enjoy the kiss."

"I did not want to," He insisted in a tone barely above a whisper.

"It isn't the first time that you have kissed a man like that is it?"

"No, there are two others who kiss me that way. One is my mentor, but that is just to teach me..."

His voice trailed off. It was clear that he knew that what the old man told him was a lie.

"Who is the other?"

"He is a friend. We are very close and share many secret things."

"Do you want to share secret things with me?"

"Yes, I have desires, but you are not of the island and these feelings are wrong."

I pressed on even though I was having more doubts about the soundness of my plan. As I asked my next question, I heard Carmella's voice asking me to consider my actions carefully.

"Why? Do they stop you from wanting to fuck women? Do you have doubts about marrying and having a family?"

"No, of course not."

"Then there is no problem. You can make love to men and not have it mean anything about your desire for cunt."

I had purposely contrasted making love to a man and the filthiest way I could think to describe sex with a woman. Even though I knew I might be going too far, I was determined that Nateal accept his true self and learn to be comfortable with his desires. 

"I have been confused about these feelings for a long time. I had hoped mentoring would help, but that has only added to the confusion."

"Do you like kissing your mentor the same as your friend or me?"

"No, it is not unplesent, but not exciting like with you or Bento."

"Did your mentor tell you things to convince you to allow the kissing?"

"He said that young men must learn to shed their inhibitions and open up to things that are out of our area of comfort."

"Do you think you could have refused him?"

"I don't know. I do not think any of my friends refuse their mentors anything. But I also think his kissing me like that is unusual unless my friends are too ashamed to speak of it."

"Have you spoken of it with anyone?"

"Only Bento, whose mentor does not kiss him but is already fucking him."

"How does he feel about that?"

"He says that it feels wrong because they did not choose each other. To make it ok he pretends that it is me fucking him."

"Have you fucked other guys besides Bento?"

"Of course and he has fucked others too. That is just play though. When I am with Bento things feel special. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I really do understand. I hope someday you and Bento will learn to be happy with the feelings you share."

"We are privately and it feels nice to tell you about him."

"What about the girl you want to marry or the backup, do you have special feelings for them?"

"When I am talking to Vidonya, the one I hope to marry, sometimes I feel as if I can not breathe. When we are fucking it is as if there is no one else on earth but the two of us. Fucking Aelah is amazing. She has given me great pleasure. But I do not have the same reaction to her presence."

"What do you want to happen between us?" I asked suddenly feeling very horny.

"Like I told you on the boat, I want to see your cock hard. I also want us to play. But I do not think that we should be like Bento and me."

His simple honest words convinced me not to push him further. What we did from that point forward would have to be his idea.

"Does that mean that you do not want to kiss me?"

He whispered no and closed his eyes. By the time that kiss broke we were in the bed and half naked. We groped each other as we rolled around in bed. As the rest of our clothes disappeared, I felt more like we were two young men that were discovering the joys of gay sex for the first time than a veteran lover. Though I had no idea how much experience Nateal had before that day, I was certain he was well practiced at pleasuring another man. When we slipped into a sixty-nine position he sucked my cock like a pro. I was surprised that he so easily managed to deep throat me considering his admission that he had never seen a cock anywhere near as large as mine. My being able to swallow both his beautiful little cock and balls at the same time was no surprise.

He came in my mouth as I sucked him with two fingers buried deep inside his body. I rolled onto my back and waited while he lay panting enjoying the afterglow of orgasm. A minute later he pounced upon me like an excited puppy and began to lick my cock. His tongue moved over my cock and balls like a whirling dervish. Sex to him was play and his innocence made his slutty abandoned amazingly stimulating. By the time he started sucking me again I was already on the verge of climax. After cumming, I pulled his smooth sexy ass to my face. I spread his ass cheeks and lustfully lapped at his taut rosebud. From his reaction it seemed it was a new experience for him. Considering the resistance I found when I tried to push my tongue into his anal rim, I was certain that forgoing fucking his ass was the right choice.

As I licked his sensitive hole, his moans filled the hut. I felt like the erotic sounds had mesmerized me. I continued licking and tongue fucking his ass for a long while before slipping two fingers into his body. He gasped and then sat back. He began riding my fingers like a seasoned veteran at being butt fucked. I managed to slide down so that I could lick and suck his smooth balls while I finger fucked his tight ass. Before long he came hard. He yelped like a bitch in heat as his untouched cock erupted onto my belly. When his orgasm subsided he lifted off of me and lay down atop me. His heaving chest pressed into mine when I gathered him into my arms. I held him, caressing his body and softly kissing his neck until he came down from his high.

"John, oh god, what happened, what did you do to me?" He asked breathlessly.

Before I could answer he added, "Nothing has ever made me feel like that. I can't wait to show Bento this new way to fuck."

"You have never been licked there before?"

Even though I was sure I already knew the answer, I wanted to keep him talking about sex.

"No, do you want me to lick yours now?" He asked in his natural innocent way. 

"You can if you want, but you don't have to. Maybe, you would like Bento to be the first one you do it to. It could be a special thing between the two of you," I suggested.

Nateal liked the idea of doing something special with Bento. I also suggested that he consider doing it with Vidonya. He didn't seem as enthusiastic about that idea. I was very pleased with myself for not pushing Nateal too far. I was even happier that he initiated a hug when our paths separated on the walk back.

I was not as happy when I found Greg waiting for me in the garden. He was sitting on a bench near the place where the path gave way to the rear lawn of the main house. In the moonless night some might have taken his motionless body for a piece of statuary. I am sure I would have recognized him even if I didn't know that there was no statue like that in Adam's garden. The surprising thing to me was that he was all but naked. He wore only the briefest pair of shorts. His torso and feet were both bare. Even on the warmest nights I had not known the islanders to walk around barefooted with their chests exposed.

"Hello, Greg, why are you here?" I asked as nonchalantly as I could manage. 

"I was hoping to see you," He answered in soft very sad sounding tone.

I sat beside him and asked why he wanted to see me.

"Because I must know why you're fucking my brother and father. Is it not enough that you can have me or my sister any time you wish?"

The question stunned me. I did not think that he knew anything about me being with Nateal. But even more surprising was his willingness to confront me about Duarte. In addition, the idea that he would be hurt that I would fuck others seemed contrary to the way the islanders lived.

"Who I do or do not fuck is between me and those people. I am not in the habit of explaining myself on that subject. As for you being enough for me, you already know that I fuck lots of different people and have no reason to expect such a thing!" I insisted rather more angrily than I felt. 

"John, please, you will ruin Nateal if you make him feel for you the way Alicia and I feel for you. He is happy with his secret lover and the knowledge that he must marry and fuck his wife."

"Are you saying that I am responsible for you not being satisfied with that kind of life?"

"No, of course not. I am queer. You did not do that to me. But I think you want to make my whole family queer now."

"That is ridicules! Your brother was curious about sex with a non-islander and I indulged him."

"Then you will not try to have a relationship with him?"

"No, he has both a female and male lover. Even if I wanted such a thing with him, there is no room in his life. He is happy and I will never do anything to hurt him."

"What of my father?"

"What did or did not happen with your father is for him to discuss with you."

"I can not discuss such things with him. I have lost his love. I have to know why he hates me for doing as he does. You are not the first man to fuck him on that beach."

I wondered how long Greg had known and suffered with the thought that his father scorned him while secretly enjoying other men. I wanted to comfort him, but I could not. It was Duarte's place to explain himself, not mine.

"All I can say is that you have not lost his love. He loves you more than you can imagine. You must seek him out and speak openly with him. But when you do be willing to truly listen to what he has to say. He wants what will make you happy and I now think he may know better what that is than I previously thought possible."

"John, I am sorry that I surprised you. I fear that my accusing you of wronging me may have hurt our friendship again."

"Our friendship will survive assuming you still want to be my friend. I understand that you are hurting and acting out of need and concern for your brother. I promise I will not do anything to hurt anyone in your family ever again."

"Thank you for understanding. I love you, John and I will always want your friendship."

We embraced and then he got up and walked away. I sat there for a time wondering if I had made things worse for the family again. Greg's concern for Nateal rekindled my own fears about setting in motion things that could ultimately lead the youngest Ortiz to be unhappy living the expected life of an island man. I knew that Duarte was happy with his life and I hoped that a frank conversation with his son would not change that. The worse thing to me was Greg's obvious jealousy about me having sex with others. I was concerned that I might have to stay off the island a very long time to give them all a chance to forget about me. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 35



It was late when I got back to the house. I had hoped that none of the staff would be around, but I should have known that Steven would be waiting to serve my needs. I came in a side door and used a back stairway off the kitchen. As I made my way down the hall to what I considered my room, Steven emerged from one of the guest rooms. 

"Good evening, Sir, I trust you had a pleasant time while you were out," He said in a way that told me he knew that I was out fucking.

"It was a good evening, thank you. I am surprised to find you on duty considering the hour and Adam's absence," I said hoping to shift the conversation.

"When Mr. Donaldson is away I generally stay in the main house around the clock, sir."

"I see."

"May I be of assistance with anything tonight?" He asked in way that made me wonder what if any limits there were to the assistance he was willing to provide.

I knew he had a thing for young men. It was likely that he had not been intimate with anyone not of the island in a long time. I briefly wondered if he might miss his days with Lord Marlboro's son. I am still not sure what made me ask him to help me prepare for bed. 

"Of course, sir, would you like me to prepare a bath?"

I had not taken a bath since I was prepubescent, but something about the idea of Steven assisting me or even just watching me bathe caught my fancy. I accepted his offer and we went into my room together.

Being helped to undress by Adam's valet was not the awkward experience it had once been. I wondered if all of those months of having all of my intimate needs done for me in the hospital had changed me. I decided the reason for my comfort was unimportant as I stood there naked watching Steven carry my dirty clothes away. A minute later I followed him to the bathroom where he was fussing over the temperature of my bath water. I tested it with my fingers and assured him it was perfect. After I slipped into the tub he asked if there was anything else he could do. Again I wondered if there was any limit to what I could ask of him.

"Well, I don't guess I really need anything. I have been washing myself for some years now," I said trying to get the nerve to ask him to talk with me.

"If you like, I can assist with that, Sir," He offered as if asking him to wash my nuts would be a normal thing to do.

"No thank you, but would you mind sitting and talking with me. I have some questions on my mind."

"I would be happy to sit and talk with you. Watching you bathe would give me pleasure," He said with an odd sort of smile.

"Tonight, I was with one of the islanders. He is a very sweet young man who has some conflicts over sexual issues," I said all but ignoring his admission that watching me bathe would be pleasurable. 

"That is not unusual for the young men of the island, sir. Though outwardly they are rather open and free sexually, there are many rigid rules which cause them to feel conflicted about certain feelings and desires."

"You may understand the situation better than I do."

"Perhaps; is the young man conflicted over homosexual desires?"

"I think there is some conflict, but he has managed to put it in a place that works for him. But there are family dynamics that are complicating his thinking."

"All family groups on the island have complications, sir. I know at first it seems to be a paradise in many ways. Not the least of which is the sexual freedom the islanders embrace. But in some ways things are even more repressed here than in our modern world. Things are regimented and the open sexual freedom given to youth more often than not gives rise to feelings and desires that conflict long held customs."

"I have seen that and I hope to understand the islanders better in the future. But this family has other issues, some of which I am not sure my young friend even knows about."

"If you were willing to tell me what young man you are speaking about I might be better able to help you. I am close to a few of the young men on the island"

"It is Nateal, the young dock worker."

"Carmella's son?" He asked sounding surprised as I finished washing.

"Yes, does that bother you?" I asked concerned that I had stepped into a situation.

"No, it is just I am very close to her and she has confided many things to me," He replied as he took a plush towel and held it up for me. 

I stood and let him dry my upper body before stepping onto the bathmat. Talking while having my cock, balls and ass gently dried by a valet turned out to be impossible. After I was safely in a robe, I continued my questions.

"Steven, I am sure I probably know most if not all of the things she has discussed with you. I have been intimate with all of her children and they have confided much to me. I would appreciate if we could talk more about the family. They are important to me and I want to be certain I do all I can to help them."

"John, the truth is I am dismayed for my friend to hear that she may have two sons that prefer the company of men sexually. She has been very distraught over her oldest son's admission of homosexuality."

"I know. I have spoken to her about Greg's needs. I can assure you that Nateal is not gay. He desires to live as island society expects. He has already chosen his mate."

We were back in my bedroom and Steven was looking perplexed.

"I don't see what the problem is in that case."

"Steven, I have fucked all three of the younger members of the family as well as the father. Carmella accepts her husband's apparently recently blossomed bisexuality while rejecting her son's needs. In addition, there is something I am not sure you know regarding the parentage of the children. The situation has me confused and concerned that I have somehow contributed to the family's woes." 

"I know that Alicia is not Duarte's daughter and Greg is not Carmella's son, at least in the physical sense. But they are a family and they all feel a family bond. I am sorry what sort of pajamas do you prefer."

"I sleep naked and there is a thing that I doubt Carmella has shared with you regarding those family feelings."

"Take care in sharing any secrets you believe you know, Sir," He counseled. 

"I would not share it with another except that I need your advice. It is clear you care about the family as I do. I trust that what I tell you will not leave this room."

"You can rely on that, sir."

"Alicia and Greg have been lovers and not in a way that islanders might consider appropriate sibling play."

Steven looked truly shocked.

"How could they? Incest is more universally decried on the island than homosexuality. There is even an old island law that requires very harsh punishment."

"It is of no matter they are not related and therefore no incest occurred."

"Did they know that they were not brother and sister when they fucked?"

"One did, one did not," I replied in a soft sad tone.

"And Carmella knows about them fucking?"

"Yes."

"Then they have committed great sin and this is likely what weighs on her. Greg has doubly rejected her beliefs. But why are you so troubled? These things are not your doing."

"Because I fear that I have added to Nateal's confusion. I went to see him tonight intent on making him recognize his desires for what they were and not some silly play as he has convinced himself. He admitted feelings for another young man under pressure from me. Then I showed him how wonderful lovemaking between men can be."

"John, I know you think that you have created problems for Nateal. But I am sure he would not have been with you had he not already felt things that he is taught are forbidden."

"I have no doubt of that, Steven. But had I been a better man, I would not have pressed things and made his conflicts worse."

"Perhaps, but we are carnal beings. I know Adam loves you dearly and thinks you are very special. He would not think that way toward a bad person. Your coming to me in the hopes of helping Nateal and his family reinforces that you are indeed a good person. Giving into our natural sexual urges can not make us bad people. Sadly, I have no magic words that will fix these things and help ease your guilt. All I can do is go on supporting my friend Carmella through these trials and support her children in anyway I can. I hope this helps."

"My guilt will pass but not because of anything you say or do. It will pass because that is what always happens. I am glad to know that the family has such a kind man to help them. Thank you, Steven."

Steven took my robe and then tucked me as if I was a small child after he openly ogled my naked body. For a second I considered asking him if he wanted to do more than look. But I was exhausted and he showed no outward signs of wanting more than looking. He left me to contemplate the question of whether I was a good man or not. It was a question I could not answer. I was convinced that forcing Nateal to look deeper into his homosexual desires had been the right thing until I had already begun the task. I realized all I had done was make an already confusing situation far worse. I hoped that Steven was right and that I had not done any damage. What I decided was that my staying on the island would not help anyone. I knew I would go on using Greg, Nateal and Alicia as well as others for my pleasure. The islanders did not see sex and romance the way I did. I had let Alicia and Greg develop feelings for me and for good measure I had led Nateal into a new level of homosexual experimentation. I feared it would take little more time for him too to develop an emotional attachment to me. 

Adam's expectation of an extended period with me complicated matters. Without all the other temptations and tricky situations several weeks on the island with him would have been blissful. There were so many on the island that I had fucked or might possibly soon fuck as well as my friends at school and my unexplored feelings for Julia to consider. During a primarily sleepless night I resolved to tell Adam that I wanted to return to school and the AOK house to finish my recuperation. As I knew it would be my conversation with Adam was very difficult. I could see the hurt in his eyes as I explained that I wanted to leave the island much sooner than he planned. 

"John, I don't understand. Don't you want to be with me?" He asked with what appeared to be the beginnings of tears in his eyes.

"Adam, I love you and if this was only about you and me, I would be elated to spend the rest of my days here with you. But you and I are not men who can limit our appetites. I need to separate myself from certain situations for a time. I simply can not be on this island and be the man I want to be."

His next question led me to explain in detail everything that concerned me. I told him every aspect of nearly every sexual encounter or thought I had had about people on the island. I explained my fears and concerns. When I was done, he assured me that I was a good person.

"John, like me you are a very sexual being. We are both compelled by nature to enjoy sex in all its variety. I see nothing wrong with this and you should not feel bad for taking pleasure with people who willingly take pleasure with you. You have never forced or even coerced anyone to have sex. I do not see how you have caused anyone but yourself pain."

"What about Nateal?"

"If you have related things as they really are, I think you may in the long run have lessened his pain and confusion. I have helped many young men leave the island so that they could embrace their true nature. All were sad to go and miserably conflicted. No one had ever told them it was ok to make love to another man. You have done that for Nateal. Hopefully, he will feel freer to explore his desires now."

"That is bull shit and you know it! He was happy to play with his friends in the woods secretly as he went on to his proscribed life on the island. So what if he is really gay? What does it matter? His brother is gay and has admitted it and he still will never be happy. Leaving the island is worse for them then living a lie!" I practically wailed, feeling more disgusted with myself and angry at Adam for trying to make excuses for me.

"I guess we won't solve this with talk. I only hope time will heal your wounds. I will not stop you if you want to leave. But please spend a few days here with me. I promise to keep you so sexually exhausted that you will not be tempted to fuck anyone else," He said with more than a hint of sadness in his voice.

I agreed to stay until the end of the following week and he said that he hoped I would change my mind and stay longer. Our talk was over and the only thing left was to make love. We went up to his room and for one of the few times ever he was the aggressor. I stood almost motionless as he undressed me. After removing his own clothes he led me to the shower. He washed my body from head to toe and then instructed me to wash his. After we dried off he took my hand and led me to his bed. He sat on the edge and then told me to get on my knees between his legs. I am still not sure how we managed that complete role reversal so smoothly. 

He lifted his legs onto my shoulders and ordered me to lick his balls. I lowered my lips to his warm nut sack and complied with his request without saying a word. Whatever he wanted of me that night was his for the asking. I soon learned he would not be asking for anything. Every word out of his mouth that evening was a demand. I felt his ankles press into my shoulders as he shifted his body. His ass was off the bed and raised slightly. Even though I knew what the next demand would be, I continued to concentrate my attention on making love to his testicles. It was his show and he would have to give the order. When it came there was no attempt to use euphemisms or niceties.

"Lick my asshole like you lick that whore Alicia's cunt!" He demanded.

His calling Alicia a whore caused a shiver to run along my spine. I could almost feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Had any other man said that to me, he would be laying in a pool of his own blood as I pummeled him senseless. But I knew Adam's words were only a part of something he rightly believed I needed. There was no doubt that I was going to be degraded mentally as well as sexually. I placed my hands on his buttocks and spread them wide, fully exposing his always open male pussy. Adam had the most unusual asshole I had ever seen. His was no tight little rosebud. I assumed that he had been taking large cocks for so long that his sphincter was simply permanently stretched open. 

As I licked his asshole and followed his demands to push my tongue into his rectum, I reflected on what I knew of Adam's sexuality and sexual history. There was his mentor in college; a man that was clearly rough and degrading. But that wasn't his first master. Adam told me amazing tales of being dominating and abused throughout his youth. He had come to the AOK through a lover his first year at college. The lover was a senior who seduced and dominated Adam for a few months before introducing him to Daniel Culbertson. The older man took Adam under his wing and then arranged for him to pledge AOK. After a very successful pledge semester where he was thoroughly tested Adam quickly rose to the top. With Culbertson's help he became wealthy after college but never lost his love of being used and degraded. As he continued to degrade me I began to wonder if he was trying to provoke me into a violent attack or merely feeding me something he thought I needed. 

"That's right bitch, stick that tongue deep inside me, just like you licked the insides of that nasty slut's hot well fucked cunt. She is so easy, loves to be taken. Just like her brothers love to be fucked. Oh yes, lick my hole the way you licked that little faggot Nateal's tight boy pussy! Oh god give me that tongue slut!"

I had no idea what his game was at that point. In my heart I felt I deserved anything he wanted to say. But something snapped. He had gone too far. I leapt to my feet and grabbed his ankles, practically lifting him into the air. Had I not been blinded by my rage I might have seen the glee in his eyes when I became the aggressor.

"Fuck you, you god damn, pansy ass, fucking pussy wimp cunt! I am going to fuck your damn asshole pussy so hard it will tear open!" I wailed as I drove my knee into his left buttock.

Almost instantly a bruise formed on his ass cheek. But he didn't protest.

"Is that what you wanted; to be shown what a dirty little fag cunt you really are, Adam?" I howled as I drove my knee into his other buttock while pushing his legs over his head.

"As always, I am yours to do as you please, sir," He moaned and he took over holding his legs over his head.

I guided my cock to his ass hole and rammed it ball deep with only my spit for lube. He cried out his joy as I began driving my cock in and out of his body. As I fucked him I slapped his ass and hips hard with my open hand. 

"You dirty fucking piece of crap. You have no right to speak of these sweet people like that. It is you and me that are bad. We are the fucking faggot, cock sucking sexual scum!" I screamed as I fucked him harder.

At some point during my assault he came violently. He seemed to be convulsing as his cock exploded like a fountain sending spurts of his thick cum skyward. My only reaction was to continue pounding my cock in and out of his convulsing rectal canal. When I finally came I was spent both physically and emotionally. I fell to the floor in a fetal position. As I lay there in an ever tightening ball, I struggled to find some meaning in what had just happened.

I supposed that Adam was trying to show me that I had not been evil with my island lovers by bringing out the darkest of my urges. But bruising Adam's body while ripping his ass open with my cock, did not make me feel any less morally corrupt. Had I had any energy left I might well have run from that room to the high cliffs of the island and flung myself into the sea. As the idea that I had to get off the island crystallized in my mind, Adam joined me on the floor. He caressed me as he pressed his body next to mine.

Then he whispered, "I love you," As his lips softly touched my cheek.

"How can you love a monster like me?" I asked as tears began to stream down my face.

"You are no monster, John. You're caring and loving, maybe too loving. Like me and many others you find sexual pleasure in things some can't understand. But that is not monstrous. You are destined to be a great man."

"I should have died in that fucking car, Adam! All I do is hurt people who I imagine I am in love with. Shit look what I did to you!"

"You only did what I wanted, what I goaded you into doing."

"Why did you taunt me? You had to know that I would do anything you wanted."

"I could never ask for that treatment. I want it and I need it, but it has to come from the dark recesses of passion. I want your dark side and I will always be here to take what others can not conceive exists in you."

I gasped when I rolled over to face him. I could only see a small part of the damage I had inflicted on his body, but that was enough to shock me.

"Oh god, what I have done? How could I have hurt you so if I really love you?" I lamented as I moved to get a better look at my mentors bruised and battered rear end.

"Because you know in your heart that is what I wanted. We made love as only two who are so perfectly matched can."

I made him let me inspect my handiwork. His thighs, hips and buttocks were bruised. Purple flesh was turning to black and there were cuts where my ring had torn his flesh. When I gently spread his ass open I found bits of drying blood around his anus. My promise to tear up his ass was fully realized.

"Is this really what you wanted?" I asked softly.




They Are A-OK Ch. 35



"I had the most amazing orgasm of my life, John," He said in a sincere tone. "It isn't how I want to make love all the time, but it was what I wanted today. It is something I will want again someday, but only with you. I can't explain my desires but I know that you're the only one that can fulfill my needs completely."

"I hope you understand why I can't stay on the island as planned."

"I understand you need time. I hope that doesn't mean you don't want me to visit you."

"Oh god no. There are some things I need to explore and people I need to be with at school. But that doesn't mean I want to be with you any less. I will stay here a few days so we will have time to make love with less violence. Then if it is ok I will go next Friday."

"I can't believe that you don't get this, but at least in our private lives you're in charge," He said and leaned in to kiss me. 

I guess up to that point that I hadn't really let the idea that Adam was my sub sink in. But as we kissed I knew that for the rest of his days he was mine in ways few could fathom. The feeling of total possession of my lover drove away almost all of my bad thoughts. In their place was great desire. I suggested a shower and a long slow session of oral lovemaking. After our shower we lay in his bed for almost two hours licking and sucking each other. When I finally came in his mouth sending my seed into his belly, I felt more in love with him than I had with anyone before.

The next day I spoke with Adam about my hopes for Greg and Alicia. He agreed to return Greg to the gardens and that it would be best for Greg to take a wife and find a secret male lover. The following day Duarte and I began the first of several sessions that finally convinced Greg he had accept island ways and take a wife. The family decided that Greg would accompany Alicia to school. They would be able to spend the eighteen months she would be taking classes as lovers if they chose. There would be no stigma for them. When they returned to the island they would each take suitable mates and begin to produce heirs. Greg confided in me that he hoped to sow some wild oats with as many American boys as he could. 

Thursday evening I went to the gardener's shed with Nateal. In addition to some wild sex we had a long talk. He told me he had spent some time with Steven and thought that he was a wonderful man. They had talked and Nateal said that he felt far less concern about his need for sex with other men. I was surprised to find out that he had given Steven a blow job and confided to me that the valet's cock was almost as long as mine but not quite as fat. He also seemed to like the idea that like him Steven was not circumcised. Nateal thanked me for helping him see that his desires were not bad. I was happy to learn that he had talked to Vidonya and they would be announcing their engagement soon. I promised him that I would not forget the dildo.

As I walked back toward the big house that evening I felt far less monstrous. But, I still knew that there was a darkness in me that needed to be kept at bay with most people. Friday morning after making love to Adam, I headed for the helicopter. Alicia and Greg joined me on the flight back to Miami. From there we flew to Atlanta where Adam had arranged for them to attend college. Leaving them alone in an apartment in a strange world was very hard. But if I stayed the threesome we shared for a night would have continued far too long. They both needed to begin the process of getting over their attachment to me. I knew I was not part of the long range needs for either of them. 



They Are A-OK Ch. 36



As I enjoyed the comfort of one of Adam's private jets I was feeling much better about myself. I suppose giving up Alicia and Greg for the greater good made me feel noble. Then again it may have simply been my concerns about returning to school and the AOK after my long absence that drove the dark thoughts away. I had essentially missed one and a half semesters of life. Through some online work and the generosity of the administration I would end up only a few classes behind but socially I had missed a lot. 

Though they held my position on the AOK council and my room in the house, the AOK itself went forward without me. The pledges that had just begun when I nearly killed myself were full members. A new spring group that I had never met was well on the way to finishing the pledge period. Even though many of my brothers had visited me and the council had kept me informed, I knew that I had missed the growth of pledges like Zack and even friends like Craig. I felt that I had let both of them down. I was to have been Zack's mentor. Worse, I was to have been Craig's confidant and support as he worked to accept his true self. I fulfilled neither of their needs and feared my relationships with them and others might be permanently damaged.

The other thing that was weighing on me as I set alone in the luxurious aircraft was my feelings for Julia Greggs. After having allowed myself to so easily fall for others, I feared she might be just another failed attempt at romance. The idea that she might be able to accept me completely seemed absurd. How could any woman commit to a man that would never be faithful to her, I wondered. Yet she knew as much about me as anyone and still said she wanted to pursue a deeper relationship. Having called off my marriage to Alicia, Julia was at that point my only hope to have a family and remain true to myself and my desires.

Adam's limo took me directly to the AOK house. It was midday and the Greek area of campus was quiet as is typical of that time of day. Most students are in class or at the dining hall and not hanging round the houses. I walked slowly up the walk to the big house which looked foreign to me. It was almost as if I was visiting the old mansion for the first time. The kid on the door was one of the fall pledges who I had not gotten to know, Rudy Phillips. He was another of the wrestlers and carried well toned muscles on a compact frame. It was a warm day and he wore the AOK uniform appropriate for such weather, gym shorts and a tee shirt that clung to his well developed chest. I couldn't help but admire the five foot seven morsel of sexuality. My eyes traveled down his torso to his muscular thighs and then to down his smooth legs to his bare feet. 

"Welcome home, sir," He said with a broad smile ignoring the way I was ogling him.

I looked up into his sparkling green eyes and immediately wished that I had not missed his pledge semester. He was a cute kid with a mop of sandy brown curls on his head. His face seemed perpetually covered in peach fuzz which made me think even at 19 he did not need to shave. As he used the intercom to summon Colin, I tried to recall more about the sexy kid that seemed truly happy to see me. 

When he finished the call and said, "There really isn't anyone around right now. Colin said he would be down in a minute. I think he was napping which means he was probably naked," A picture of Rudy naked flashed into my head.

His nearly perfect six inch cock was cut and surrounded by very wispy light brown curls. His balls were small and hairless. His nervous giggle made me want to drag him up to my room and fuck him. I found the shyness about another brother's nudity both intriguing and sexy.

"Are you uncomfortable with nudity?" I asked hoping to start a dialogue on the subject.

"Not really, I think it is cool, but well, um, I kind of have a thing for Colin. Also, you are such a sexy man, sir, that I feel nervous with you."

I smiled and replied, "Rudy, there is no reason for nervousness with me. I think you are pretty damn sexy too. Now this thing with Colin, does he know how you feel?"

"I don't think he knows how much I like him. We have had sex many times and I even spend the night in his room sometimes. The sex is great and passionate, but I am too nervous to talk to him about feelings..."

"Talk to whom about what feelings, hot stuff?" Colin interrupted as he walked into the room.

Rudy's face turned bright red and his lips froze in surprise. Since his predicament was mostly my fault I quickly intervened.

"Greetings, brother Colin. I am afraid that you interrupted a private conversation," I said sternly.

"Greetings brother John, I hope you can forgive my rudeness," Colin replied with a look that said I hope you are going to whip my bare ass as punishment.

Rudy seemed to relax as Colin and I took our leave of the entranceway. The gofer immediately noticed my limp and offered to help me up the stairs. I told him that I could manage the stairs but would enjoy his company. I figured since I couldn't pull Rudy from his duties, I would fuck Colin instead. 

"So what was all that about private conversations? There are no secrets between brothers," Colin said sounding a bit peeved as soon as we were behind closed doors.

"Sorry about that, I was trying to protect Rudy. He was talking about you. Are you aware that he has feelings for you?" I asked.

"Yeah, I think, unless you're trying to say he is in love with me or something. We are great together and I really like him, but you know as well as anyone that I am not likely to end up with a sweet guy like him."

"I don't know if he is in love, but I would say he is definitely feeling romantic toward you. I am not so sure about your supposition though. If you really like him does it matter that he isn't a Dom. Fuck, maybe he could be more aggressive if he knew that is what you wanted. He said you guys don't talk much about feelings."

"We don't talk at all about feelings; we just have really hot sex."

"Man, if I was you and I had a sexy kid like that who I really liked that was all hot for me, I would fucking make sure he knew how I felt. He is too damn delicious to lose!" I said as I pulled Colin into my arms.

"I missed you John," Colin sighed as I groped his already hard cock through his shorts. 

"Get on your knees and show me how much!" I demanded.

Colin dropped to the floor and quickly opened my pants. They fell to my feet as he carefully lowered my underwear. I closed my eyes and pictured Rudy as Colin began enthusiastically licking my full balls. His delicate fingers expertly stroked my erection as he sucked first one then other of my heavy nuts past his lips. Suddenly he paused which caused me to open my eyes. He was staring at the scar on my thigh.

"Oh fuck, that was so close," He said as he touched the long, jagged, ugly scar.

"Yeah, losing my dick would have been worse than dying," I sighed. "Get back to business!"

He ran his tongue up the length of my throbbing meat as my eyes closed. Again I saw Rudy's cute compact body as Colin bathed my shaft with his tongue. I knew it wouldn't be long before I put Rudy in that same position as my mind wandered to ever wilder sexual scenes. When Colin took my cock head into his mouth, Zack and a couple of other pledges joined Rudy and me in my mind. I found myself with a half a dozen beautiful sexy young men as Colin deep throated my hungry cock. At some point Colin was added to the mix of writhing naked bodies in my fantasy. He had come in with Craig. I began to fuck Colin's mouth as my mind conjured up a wild orgy scene.

I was fucking Zach as Rudy rode Colin. Craig was being dominating by the rest of the young men whose faces I could not discern. We switched places as I felt my balls tightening. I was fucking Rudy and Zack was fucking Colin who had begun licking my ass. I roared as my cock exploded in Rudy's body in my fantasy while I pumped my semen into Colin's stomach. Knowing I owed Colin a debt he could not imagine, I pulled him to his feet and practically threw him onto the bed. I pounced on him and kissed him deeply as my body crushed him to the mattress. His hard cock throbbed against my flesh as my tongue assaulted his mouth. 

He was breathless when I pulled my lips away from his mouth and began to kiss my way down his body. First I lapped at his tiny hard nipples and then ran my tongue down the middle of his abdomen tracing his barely perceptible trail of hair across his naval. I kissed the head of his hard precum oozing dick before moving my lips to his warm, smooth thigh. He moaned and giggled at the same time as I licked the sensitive flesh of his inner thigh. When I reached his balls I took both of his smooth round nuggets into my mouth. The tip of my tongue pressed into his sack as I sucked his sweet nuts. 

He was writhing on the bed seemingly desperate for the blessed relief of orgasm when I let his balls fall free and ran my tongue up the underside of his throbbing cock. After swirling my tongue around his cock head and enjoying the sweetness of his precum, I took the entire length of his meat into my body. His beautiful cock filled my throat before I slid my lips back up his shaft. I fucked his cock with my mouth for only a few minutes before I was rewarded with a huge burst of cum. I sucked him until I had swallowed every drop he had to give. When it was done I crawled up and cradled his quivering body in my arms.

I held him for a several minutes until he recovered his breath. When he started to speak, I stopped him by pressing my lips to his mouth. I didn't need to hear his platitudes. His reaction told me how good he felt. Our tongues danced as our naked bodies pressed together. I could feel the sweat on his body as I explored his mouth with my tongue. I saw the smile in his eyes when I looked into his face. After a time we fell asleep together in my bed. It was dark out when I was awoken by a knock on the door. Colin was still wrapped in my arms.

Without a thought of modesty, I called out, "Come in!"

"I see you have already had a nice homecoming welcome," Calvin said as he stepped into my room with the rest of the council in tow. "If you can tear yourself away, we would like you join us upstairs for a little private business."

It was clear that whatever business he was referring to was for council only, meaning Colin who had woken up looking a little lost, was not invited. As I swung my legs off the bed, I patted his ass and suggested he wait for me in bed. I had no idea if he would be there when I got back even though he smiled and closed his eyes as if going back to sleep. When I went to stand up I could see that all of the council members were staring at my scar. Even though half of them had seen it in the hospital I suppose the sight was still startling. Perhaps that is why I chose to forbade the plastic surgeons from reducing the blemish. 

"Fuck, guys, it is just a little cut. All better now see," I said as I traced the jagged path with my finger.

Craig went to the closet to retrieve my council robe as Calvin stepped forward to help me to my feet. I asked why it was that I was to be robed when the others were in civilian dress.

"It seemed the easiest thing for you to slip on to pass through the halls. Perhaps you prefer to go in the nude?" Calvin explained.

Before the accident I might have eschewed the robe. But considering my fellow council members reaction to the scar I decided it best to be covered and took the robe from Craig. We went up the back way to the council's ante room. Calvin explained that they wanted some private time to rebond with me. I requested time for a quick shower and left them for a few minutes. When I returned wearing a towel around my waist I found that they had all undressed.

"I thought that there might be nudity involved," I said with a smile.

"I think if we could we might always be naked," Aaron said in a jovial tone.

"It is good to have you back with us John," Calvin said. "You have missed some things; in particular our regular little private meetings. We chose to have them in the nude to add to the openness we have between us. I hope you're comfortable with that idea."

"Very much so," I said as I tossed my towel back into the shower area and took my seat. "So are these meetings about sex or is actual business discussed?"

"Neither really, although I can't say that sex has never been a part of the activity," Calvin said. "Aaron, perhaps you could explain these sessions to John."

"Of course. At first we had these sessions as a way to become closer and to learn more about each other. Business can not be conducted because we are not in formal session. That of course does not keep us from discussing important matters that may come up in formal session later. As for the question of sex, for the first two months we stuck to a strict policy of making these meetings purely nonsexual. As we came to know each other better and grew more comfortable we relaxed that rule. I want you to know on a personal level that I am truly sorry you were not a part of the sessions from the beginning."

"I am sure we are all sorry that John wasn't with us every step of the journey," Terry added looking like he was mine for the asking.

"I appreciate you thoughts and apologize for shirking my duties for so long," I said sincerely.

"We do not feel you have shirked anything, John. In fact I have something very important to tell you on that subject. The peers have decided that your absence shall not appear in the official record. You shall have full seniority as to membership and within the peers as if you were here all along," Calvin informed me.

"I do not deserve such consideration."

"Of course you do. John, all of the peers see greatness in you. Aaron can not succeed me as president as we are in the same class. From the moment you were elected to council, maybe before it was the desire of the peers to see you wear the colored brand. Maintaining your proper seniority means that you can sit in the president's chair for two years following me."

"But I will not be prepared! I have missed too much," I protested.

"You missed far less that you imagine and all of the council stands ready to help you catch up. To that end we have decided to conduct the next several private meetings as we did the first few. We began by sitting like this and asking each other questions. We placed no limit on the nature of the questions and pledged to always answer fully and truthfully. Do you join us in this pledge?"

"Of course, I have already pledged to be open and honest with my brothers."

"Our questions have sometimes gone deeper than those that one would expect a brother to ask."

"I am willing to answer anything."

"My first question is why did you choose to leave the one scar unrepaired?"

"That is an interesting question and one I am not sure I know the answer entirely. But I will tell you what I do know. At first I thought it was to keep a reminder of what I almost did to myself. In recent weeks I have come to think of it as part of my punishment for certain things I did just prior to my accident. Then today, when I saw you all staring at the ugly mark, I had another revelation. Maybe I want to feel the revolution that comes from not being beautiful all over anymore. Then again maybe I want the sympathy that I saw in some of your eyes."

It was Craig's turn next and he asked an even harder question.

"What did you do that would lead you to believe that you deserve the punishment of bearing such a cruel permanent mark?"

"There is darkness in me. A demon if you will. I am capable of great cruelty when I do not control the beast. I let it out with all its furry and unleashed terrible cruelty upon two people I loved."

I looked back into the faces of the council and saw complete understanding and support in all of their eyes. I also saw the smile Craig was trying to suppress. I was certain he wanted to find a way to see my demon in action. After a minute Terry took his turn.

"I am sorry to press this issue, John, but I believe it is important for you to go into more detail. I ask this to help you heal not out of a salacious desire of my own. What exactly did this inner demon do?"

I had no doubt his intent was to help me and the idea of confession was appealing. So I told them every detail I could remember of that day at Adam's house. When I was done each of them expressed their understanding. The remaining questions turned to other things. I was asked about fantasies and early sexual experiences. None of the answers were remarkable or unusual. When it came my turn I simply asked each of them to tell me something I didn't know about them.

Calvin regaled us with a tale of his bisexual affair with a sixty year old neighbor couple the summer after high school. The man was a cuckold that was totally dominated in the bedroom by his wife. She made him suck Calvin's cock and then watch as she got fucked by her young lover as she called Calvin. Every meeting brought new degradations for the old man while she praised Calvin's sexual skills. The interesting part was that he had made love with the old man behind the woman's back all summer long.

Aaron's admission was somewhat of a surprise considering his tale at the pre-induction ceremony about being a straight guy who happened to like kinky sex enough to fuck guys. 

"I didn't lose my virginity until I was nineteen. It was with a prostitute that I paid to fuck me weekly starting with the night of my nineteenth birthday and continuing the whole fall semester. That is why I jumped at the chance to have sex with my team mate and his girlfriend. I guess in a way that is why I accepted sex with guys even though I had never felt an attraction," He told me openly.

It was obvious the others had heard all the details before. But I couldn't let it go at that. He was a good looking guy who both sexes found attractive. To me it didn't make much sense that he had not gotten laid early and often. He didn't hesitate to explain when I asked the reason for his waiting.

"I wet the bed until I was almost 18. That made me hesitant about everything in life. I was so fucking shy in high school I could barely talk to girls. Asking one out on a date was impossible. Also, my images of sex included sleeping with the girl after. That was of course a terrifying thought. That prostitute I was with was the one that really helped me get over my shyness."

I didn't ask for any more details. I figured I would learn more soon enough. I hadn't expected Craig to have anything particularly revealing to tell me. I knew him better than any of the other council members. We had shared a lot and I at least felt a bond with him. 

"I guess you know almost as much as the rest of the group from our talks before we came on the council. So, I will tell you something that happened while you were away," He said making me think that some momentous thing had occurred. 

"I have fallen in love; I have found my soul mate!" He practically shouted in a joyous tone.

"With who?" I asked barely disguising my surprise.

Knowing he was gay and truly submissive; I couldn't imagine he had already found a soul mate so quickly.

"Edward."

I was speechless upon hearing the news that Craig believed he was in love with his 50-something mentor. My first reaction was confusion. When he continued happily I decided I might be wrong.

"He has already offered me a job in his company and place in his home after I graduate. I wish you could have been here for our joining ceremony. I am bound to him, John"

I am not sure I had ever heard anyone sound as happy as he did telling me about giving himself over to Edward. I was happy to learn that Craig remained free to have sex with anyone in the brotherhood without Edward's explicit permission.




They Are A-OK Ch. 36



Joe's tale was far less revealing. 

"Well, you already know how I came to embrace bisexuality and I don't have any great love to tell you about. Well other than I fucking love being on the council and have had a hell of a time with our pledges."

The rest of the council was all smiles. I assumed they were each recalling some particularly enjoyable time with a pledge.

"There must be something I don't about you," I insisted.

"Well there are probably lots of things. But there is one interesting thing that you don't know. In fact the only one on the council that does know is Calvin. I fucked my step sister over winter break," He blurted out.

"How the fuck did that happen?" Aaron asked clearly stunned by the revelation.

"Well she is 19 now and really hot. She has been teasing me for years by letting me accidentally see her partially or fully naked. When our parents left us alone the weekend after Christmas she ramped up the teasing. I decided to give her a bit of her own medicine so to speak and made sure she got a few accidental looks at my cock. I didn't really think anything would come of it. However, the second night we were alone in the house she suggested we get high. Once we were stoned the conversation quickly turned to her having seen my dick. I admitted that I had seen her smoking bod on occasion. To my total surprise she told me that she thought we should just strip and get a good look at each other. The next thing I knew we were naked. It wasn't long before she was sucking my cock and then we fucked. After that we fucked almost every night of the break."

"Damn I need a step sister like her!" Aaron exclaimed. 

"The truth is I have been feeling a little weird about it. While we were doing it, I didn't think about it really. But after, even though she isn't blood related we were raised together as if we were, you know?" Joe volunteered clearly confused.

"I am pretty sure I understand, man," Terry volunteered. "Anytime you want to talk about stuff, let me know.

"Joe, after all the stuff I have gone through with my island friends, I have some perspective I think. I am sure all of us are ready to offer any support you need to figure things out," I added.

"I know thanks. You guys are all the greatest. Mostly, I am fine with what happened. I guess my biggest worry is this summer. I am not sure what might happen or if I want more to happen."

"We can always manage to take you away somewhere if it will help," Calvin offered.

Joe fell silent and Terry announced that it was his turn to share. I couldn't imagine what secrets he might have left. Having heard the tale of his summer fucking his brother anything else would have to seem mild. 

"Well all the guys except you know about my winter break adventure, John. So I guess that is what I will tell. I had some doubts about putting myself in a place to continue having sex with my brother over the break. It was a great thing for us, but I decided that it wasn't a good idea to make it a long term thing. I didn't want to reject him and hurt his feelings so I made plans for a winter abroad. I was only home for a couple of days and with all the preparations Brent and I never ended up alone. He managed to find a minute to express his disappointment about not getting to play. So I guess I was right about not letting the situation arise."

I wanted to ask why he had decided it was a bad idea to continue fucking his brother, but there was obviously a long story to be told. So I left my question unasked. 

"My class involved living on a farm in France," He continued. "It was owned by a nice couple who I would guess were in their late forties. They had two grown sons in their twenties who lived in cottages on the farm with their wives and kids. There were also a few male workers that I lived with in a kind of bunk house. My second night there the two sons were hanging out at the bunkhouse with us and we were all drinking wine. After a few bottles the oldest of the sons asked me if I wanted to learn what farm life in France was really like. I of course told him that I did. That was why I was there."

"The next thing that I knew he had me in his arms and his tongue was in my mouth. By the time he let me go the rest of the guys were naked. He told me to take off my clothes and get on my knees. By the time I was naked he had stripped too. Then I was told that all new farm hands had to suck all the other men's cocks. The biggest shock was what happened after I had swallowed all five of their loads. I found out that there was a sixth man waiting his turn in the other room. The father came in naked and hard and took his place in front of me. When he came in my mouth he shot so much thick semen that I thought I was going to choke." 

"When he was done he told me I was such a good cock sucker that I could chose who I wanted to fuck. I chose the younger son who was really hot. After I came in his ass the party broke into a free for all orgy. Those little parties happened every couple of days for the whole time I was there. I would swallow all of their first loads and then fuck a different one each time. Those guys had amazing stamina. On my last night there the oldest son told me I had earned a reward. He took me to his cottage and we shared his wife who apparently knew all about the gay orgies. I didn't understand everything she said that night but she was definitely turned on by watching her husband and I suck each other's cocks. I thought her pussy was going to rip my dick off when I fucked her."

That left only Dan. It also left all seven of us rock hard. I wasn't sure how we were going to keep to the not having sex pledge. My only hope was that Dan had a non-sexual secret or something gross to share. 

"I wish I had something as exciting as Terry to share, but my winter was fairly tame," Dan said clearly envious of our brother's French adventure. "As you may have noticed I had my salamander finished. That led to some fun. Part of my payment to the guy that did the work was letting him fuck me. So I guess my secret is that I have prostituted myself. Truth is it wasn't the first time."

Though I didn't really want to hear more, I sat quietly while he explained that he had been selling his body for as long as he had been having sex. Being enterprising is a valued trait in the AOK, but there was something about making a living selling your ass to mostly fucked up straight guys that will pay to put it up some fags ass as Dan put it that turned me off. However, the story wasn't bad enough to chase away any of our erections.

"Good session, my brothers," Calvin declared when Dan was done with his admission. "I will entertain motions now."

"Point of order!" Craig called out.

When Calvin acknowledged him, he asked, "Is the floor open to any motion or just adjournment?"

"Any motion that is appropriate to this type of session."

Calvin did not elaborate on what would be appropriate.

"I move we suspend the rules."

Although I am pretty sure we all knew what rule Craig was referring to, Calvin still asked for clarification before calling for a second. 

"The specific rule I am referring to is the prohibition on sexual activity after adjournment of a special session," Craig explained.

"Is there a second?"

"I second with amendment," Joe said.

"State your amendment."

As the idea of these sessions being non-sexual proved to be valuable to our development as a council and since this is John's first such meeting, we should not have sex here in chambers or as a group. I propose that those who wish to find sexual release break into couples or at most threesomes and seek privacy away from the council chambers."

"Is there a second for the amendment?"

Craig seconded it and moved the previous question. It seemed odd to be taking a formal vote on having sex with one or two of my council brethren. 

"Motion passes! Due to the nature of the motion, I believe that we are adjourned. Brothers enjoy your evening. Our next official meeting is tomorrow at noon."

All of the parliamentary stuff had at least taken care of my erection if not my horniness. However, I had no idea how the little paring up exercise was supposed to work. Knowing that Colin was likely waiting for me in my bed made being left the odd man out an ok alternative. However, that was not in the cards. My contemplation of the situation was interrupted by a question from Terry.

"So what do you say, John, wanna grab a couple of pledges and fuck them silly in my room?" He asked.

His question brought home the fact that I hadn't even met the current group of pledges. I knew there were six of them and had seen their sponsor's report and pictures. The files that were brought to the hospital for me to review after they were chosen included full body nude photos. Based on the pictures all six were very sexy. Since the idea of fucking a total stranger that was obligated to do anything I demanded appealed to me at that moment I accepted Terry's proposal. We put on robes and headed out while the others were still deciding on their arrangements. 

We went directly to a downstairs room where Terry knew that there was a pledge meeting about to rap up. He picked out a couple of the new boys and had them accompany us to his room. As soon as we got to his room he ordered them to strip off their shorts and tee shirts and present themselves for inspection. It was no surprise that both of the pledges sported smooth crotches. What was a bit surprising was how alike their dicks were. In fact other than a few differences in their facial features they could have been twins. 

There wasn't an eighth of an inch difference in their heights, which I guessed to be about 5'10". Their hair was sandy brown, with Jeremy having slightly more blond streaks than Tyler. Their well toned bodies were nearly as devoid of hair as their shaved pubic areas. Neither of the soccer playing nineteen year olds had any chest hair and only a bit of fuzz on their arms. Their very attractive cut cocks hung limp over their shaved, compact ball sacks. When I fondled their dicks to full erection, I wasn't surprised to find that though chubby their cocks were slightly less than average in length. They were about five or so inches long and if I was to put their nearly identical chubby cocks next to each other it would be impossible to tell them apart.  

"Are you two related?" I asked thinking that would have been in the pledge reports if it was the case.

"Not closely, sir. Tyler and I are like third or forth cousins. We didn't even know each other until we came here to school," Jeremy explained.

"That is quite a coincidence," I replied as I stepped back to admire their bodies some more.

"More than you know, brother," Terry offered. "Tell brother John how you met Jeremy, Tyler."

"My room mate was sort of dating Jeremy our first semester here."

"Are you gay, Jeremy?" I interrupted to ask.

"No, I have always been into both guys and gals. Tyler's room mate was gay and pretty hot. It didn't last long though because he wanted more than I did."

"Does that mean you were just in it for the sex?"

"No, I liked him, but he was looking for an exclusive, fall in love, spend your life together type of thing. I wasn't ready for that and maybe never will be," Tyler explained.

"So anyway," Jeremy continued, "Tyler and I became friends but still had no idea about being cousins. It wasn't until after he and I hooked up and had been having sex for a few weeks that we discovered the connection."

"So you two were dating after Tyler and your roommate broke up?" I asked becoming increasingly curious about their relationship.

"Not really. I was actually dating this hot chick at the time. It was just about great sex for us. We are really well matched in bed."

The thought popped into my head that they were so much alike it would be a bit like fucking yourself for them. Something I recalled from their pledge reports made a lot more sense after learning how they met. They both had the same sponsor who had described some hot threesomes with the pair. Terry's next question cut off my thought to probe how that relationship started.

"So brother, shall we lose our robes and get busy with these hot little fuckers?" Terry asked in wicked tone.

"Sounds like a plan to me," I replied as I opened my robe.

The time spent ogling the two pledges as well as fondling their cute little cocks had me hard and ready. I felt surprisingly anxious to simply bend one of the them over and fuck some strange ass. But it was obvious that Terry had some additional fun and games in mind. I later learned that he was very enamored of the pair and had been playing with them frequently. 

"Get on your knees pledges!" He barked. "It is time to show brother John what talented little cock sucking bitches you two are."

The pair fell to their knees instantly and moved toward us. I said nothing as I watched them walk across the room on their knees. As it happened Tyler was in front of me and Jeremy was in front of Terry. It wasn't long before I discovered that was irrelevant. Their cock sucking skills were as identical as their cocks.  

"Get busy, slut!" Terry demanded.

As Jeremy started licking Terry's balls, Tyler looked up and asked if he could touch me in a very alluring and demur tone. I don't know why he thought he needed my consent after being ordered to blow me, but I liked the way he asked. I nodded and he gently lifted my balls to his lips. He kissed and nuzzled me like a love starved puppy before beginning a thorough tongue bath of my heavy ball sack. As I enjoyed the feeling of his warm, wet tongue worshiping my nuts I looked over to see that Terry's balls had disappeared into Jeremy's mouth. I was surprised that the kid could hold both of my friends balls in his mouth. Terry's moans told me he was really getting off on whatever was happening in that mouth.

Considering the size of my nuts I was happy that Tyler didn't try the maneuver on me. I don't know if he sensed that I liked being licked so much or what, but as Terry got his nuts sucked, Tyler continued licking me from my asshole to the base of my dick. He was definitely enthusiastic about giving pleasure. When he moved on to my cock he seemed even more enthusiastic. His tongue and lips ran all over my throbbing meat. He traced every vein and totally covered my spongy head in saliva. By the time he took my cock into his mouth I was sure I would never hold out to fuck his ass. 

It was a great combination of getting to watch him work on me and his cousin work on Terry while enjoying the amazing blow job. I was on the verge of shooting my load into Tyler's belly when Terry told the boys to stop. They moved back and sat on their heels while my wet cock danced around feeling neglected. Terry put his arm around me and pulled me against his body. His tongue danced around my ear as he whispered how hot the pair made him. As his lips found my mouth his hand moved to my ass. I followed suit and we stood there making out and fondling each other's asses for several minutes while the pledges watched. It was a kind of exhibitionist's heaven. But I would have preferred he had let them continue to suck our cocks while we tongue wrestled.

"So you ready to tap some hot slut ass, my brother?" He asked in what seemed an uncharacteristic way.

I realized that I had missed out on really getting to know Terry and the other council members. What seemed uncharacteristic was the result of having pledges to command for months. It had made him into a new man while I was gone. I decided I liked being his partner in fucking pledges.

"Come on you little cunts, tell John how much you want to be ridden!" Terry demanded.

They began to simultaneous beg us to fuck them hard. They praised our cocks both for their beauty and size. Terry ordered them to get into position and grabbed a tube of lubricant. I watched for a minute as he lovingly caressed Jeremy's back and ass. Then I stepped up and did the same thing to Tyler. The pair moaned appreciatively as we ran our hands all over their smooth sexy bodies. When Terry began to playfully tickle Jeremy's ball sack the pledge giggled seductively. It was like an echo when I tickled Tyler's sack. Their moans were identical when we stroked their dicks while lubing up their tight holes. 

While we were still finger fucking them Terry leaned over and we kissed again. Then I felt his lube covered fingers on my needy cock. I returned the favor and helped lube him up. Just as I was about to push my cock into Tyler's slippery hole, Terry told me not to cum until I had tried them both. I was surprised how easily my cock slid into Tyler's rectum. He had felt so tight on my fingers that I thought I would have trouble getting started and need to go slow so I wouldn't hurt him. All I heard from him as I went ball deep was a contented sigh. Terry and I matched pace giving the boys a full force fucking as they moaned about how good it felt to be fucked by us. 

I had mostly forgotten Terry's request that I not cum until I had fucked both the pledges when my fellow council pulled out of Jeremy and announced that it was time to switch. Though I was reluctant to give up the great piece of ass I was riding, I complied with Terry's desire. We switched places and this time guided each other's cocks into the then gaping assholes of the pledges. I instantly learned that I had no reason to have been reluctant to switch. Jeremy was as great a fuck as his cousin. It felt almost as if the pair of them had been born with the same tight pussy instead of separate assholes. As that thought filled my passion clouded mind, Jeremy's rectal walls grabbed my cock hard. From the sounds Terry was making I guessed Tyler's rectum had him in a similar grip on my fellow councilman. Both of them were cumming hard. 

They were jerking around which caused my cock to feel like it was being tugged. I had to follow Terry's lead and grip Jeremy's hips hard the way he was gripping Tyler's hips. By the time the boys settled down, both of them had deep red finger marks on their smooth flesh. 

"Wanna switch again?" Terry asked as he pulled back after the boys grip loosened.

Odd thing was that even though there wasn't any discernable difference in the pair, I did want to switch. For some reason I preferred the idea of cumming inside Terry. I preferred him in general even though they were like the same guy. We quickly changed positions and began riding our original partners hard. Within a few minutes both of his were ejaculating in their asses. While Terry and I lay in the bed recovering, the nearly identical pledges got warm cloths to wash our cocks. Once we were clean they blew us as we lay side-by-side. I knew they were switching off taking turns, but when I didn't look I had no idea which guy was sucking me. I did look when I came and saw that it was Jeremy that was swallowing my seed. 

I really wanted to suck Tyler's cock, but didn't get the chance. After Terry and I came the pledges left without a word. My brother explained that they needed to get to another pledge session when I questioned the sudden exit. I made a mental note to check the pledge schedule and find a time to be alone with Tyler. Terry and I lay there for about and hour talking. He told me had a thing for the pair and added that for some reason he preferred cumming in Jeremy's ass. I admitted to the opposite desire and he said that he had hoped that would be the case. We agreed that we would like to share the pair again. I added that I definitely wanted to get my mouth on their sexy little cocks too. He told me it was a blast sucking their short chubby dicks and that their cum was sweet. I fell asleep that evening wondering if I was sucking them blindfolded if I would be able to tell the difference. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 36



Waking up in Terry's bed felt odd to me. As I lay there listening to his soft breathing in the predawn darkness, something was nagging at the corners of my conscious thoughts. Suddenly, the picture of Colin in my bed filled my mind. I felt bad about having left the cute gofer in my bed with the promise of a return. Though I doubted he was still waiting considering how busy he always was, I quietly slipped out of Terry's bed. I walked down the quiet deserted second floor hall naked. Upon entering my room I was greeted by a surprising sight. Zack was in my bed. He was laying on his side with his very enticing sexy ass bared to me. He looked very alluring bathed in the soft dim light of my desk lamp. 

When I approached the bed and gently touched his shoulder, he stirred and rolled onto his back. He greeted me with his cute smile and a sleepy hello. I couldn't help letting my gaze travel down his gorgeous body. As was always the case he was tanned everywhere except for a small triangle around his semi-erect cock. His dyed pubic hair was cropped close to the skin and cut to fit inside the un-tanned triangle. His legs were spread slightly giving me a nice view of his darkly tanned smooth shaved balls. The dye job on his pubic hair was fascinating. It was bleached to a corn silk yellow and then highlighted with three blue lightning bolts.

"Hello brother, nice to see you," I said sincerely not hiding the double meaning. "But what are you doing here?"

"Oh shit, sorry if I am invading your space, John. Colin couldn't wait any longer. He had work to do. So he called and asked me to take his place. Whatever you were planning to do when you came back, I'm all yours. I hope I can adequately take his place."

Though I managed to stifle the chuckle I felt coming, I couldn't keep a broad smile off my face. 

"Fuck, Zack, you are more than adequate. I can't imagine ever being unhappy to find you in my bed. I didn't really have a plan or think Colin would have stayed all afternoon and night."

He smiled again and I bent down to give him a kiss. As my lips became reacquainted with my younger friend, Zack's fingers found my balls. Our tongues danced while he gently fondled my heavy sack. When the kiss broke I told him that I needed a shower before we went any further. He happily agreed to join me. It was early enough that we had the large shower room all to ourselves. We lovingly washed each other's bodies while playing under the warm water flowing from several shower heads. Once we were clean we remained in the shower, kissing, fondling and generally enjoying each other. Soon both of us were in need of more. So we quickly dried off and headed back toward my room with our hard cocks leading the way.

We fell into bed and each other's arms. As we kissed sloppily and rolled around in my bed our warm flesh rubbed together. I could feel my cock throbbing with desire. When I pressed my face to his chest while licking his hard, little nipple, I could feel his heart pounding in his muscular chest. I turned my body and kissed my way down his taut abs. I rubbed my cheek against his short, soft bush before taking his dripping cock into my mouth. He gasped as I held his cock head between my lips while using my tongue to lick the precum from his slit. 

I moved atop him holding his squirming body down on the bed as I began to deep throat his delicious tool. His panting breath flowed over my genitals as he guided my ball sack to his warm, soft lips. He licked and sucked my nuts as I continued blowing his delicious cock. I wanted his cum so badly that I ached to feel the thick musk sliding down my throat. I moved my fingers behind his balls and teased his sensitive taint as my middle finger found his tight anus. I sucked him harder and pushed my finger into his body. He cried out when I found his prostate. His moans were like erotic music to me. All of my senses were filled with pleasure. My flesh enjoyed the touch of his body; my taste buds were inundated with the sweet taste of his cock and flowing precum; my nostrils were awash in the intoxicating scent of his body; my eyes were filled with the sight of his beauty; and my ears were ablaze with a symphony of erotic sounds. 

Though I sucked down every drop of his thick seed, his climax barely scratched the surface of my desires for him. Even as his cock began to soften and he struggled to free himself from the over stimulation, I continued to suck his sweet flesh. He squirmed and then began begging me to give him a moment to recover. I was far too lost in my need for him to heed his request. As I sucked his cock reversed course and began to harden again. 

"Oh fuck, please!" He groaned as his tool once again filled my mouth. "Oh god, no more, not now!"

Finally I relented and let his throbbing rod slip from my mouth. I turned around and cuddled up with him. He cooed softly through his pants as I caressed his tingling flesh. When his ragged breathing turned to sighs I covered his lips with mine. We kissed for a long time while I gently humped his hip, rubbing my rock hard cock against his soft flesh. As the rising sun streaked through my open window he asked me to fuck him. I grabbed a tube of lube from my night stand. He coated my cock as I filled his rectal canal with the slippery goop. 

Neither of us had to say what position we wanted. We were perfectly in sync. I wanted to see his handsome sexy face as I filled his hot man cunt and he want to watch me fuck him. I moved between his legs as he grabbed his ankles. I shoved pillows under his lower back and aimed my cock for his well lubed sphincter. He encouraged me to go deep as I slowly pushed my cock into his body. Once fully buried I remained still for a moment with my balls resting against his ass and my cock buried to the hilt. He smiled and nodded and I pulled back knowing he was ready.

"Fuck me," He moaned when I began to ride him.

His wide open eyes seemed to sparkle with joy as he continued to ask for more and praised my cock and sexual prowess. I looked down on him smiling as I drove my cock in and out of his tight willing ass. It was a long slow fuck that resulted in a near simultaneous orgasm. As I unloaded my seed deep inside Zack's body his cock wildly sprayed cum all over his belly. Sadly, we didn't have much time to savor the moment. As I wiped my cock on his smooth ass he noticed the time.

"Oh fuck, I have an exam in ten minutes!" he declared." 

I fell into my bed and watched my sexy friend scramble around to find his clothes. He was dressed and out the door in moments. He didn't even have time for a good bye kiss. I got a chuckle out of picturing him sitting in a class with my cum leaking into his underwear as he worked on an exam. I made a mental note to ask him how it felt before I drifted off to sleep happy to be home again. It was well after noon when I woke up. 

The fact that I had nothing to do gave me a sad feeling. I wished I had had an exam to rush off to, or a class to attend or at least some brotherhood business. But there was nothing for me. For the first time I felt out of place at school. I snapped out of it a bit when I thought of Julia. One of my reasons for cutting short my time on the island had been my desire to explore a relationship with my former nurse. I was drawn to her and she claimed to be attracted to me and unconcerned about my sexuality. I didn't really believe a relationship with her would work for long, but I wanted to give it a shot anyway. I intended for it to be a very open and honest shot. That meant more long revealing conversations with Julia. I decided to make that happen as soon as possible. I reached for the phone and dialed her home number planning to leave a message. I was surprised when she answered in a sleepy voice.

"Hi there, no work today?" I asked.

"Hey hot stuff. No, I did the overnight last nigth and a double the day before. I am off for three days now."

"Oh, shit I am sorry. I probably woke you."

"No worries, I was ready to get up. Besides I am happy to hear your voice. I kind of miss you. How much longer are you going to be away?"

I forgot that she was not expecting my return for at least a few more weeks. I liked the idea that she missed me and was happy to be awakened by my voice.

"No longer. I am calling you from my room at the AOK house."

"Wow, why are you back so soon?"

"Because I didn't want to stay away from you," I semi-lied.

"Yeah, sure, charmer," She said clearly teasing.

Even though I knew she wasn't seriously challenging my motive, I was committed to being totally honest with her.

"It is really part of the reason. I was thinking about you a lot and I really want to see if you and I have a future. Also, I want to get back to normal as much as possible."

"Why wouldn't we have a future, John? I really like you. I am kind of stuck on you actually."

I was surprised by her admission. I didn't want her to be making commitments until we had tested the waters a little more. It was one thing to be with a bisexual guy in theory and quite another to be the girlfriend of a promiscuous bisexual. I had told her a lot, but I wasn't sure she had fully grasped who I was and would always be.

"Because of, well, damn, my sexual tastes," I stammered in an uncharacteristically insecure way.

"John, my eyes are open. You have been upfront about your sexuality."

"Well, yeah, I plan to continue to be totally honest about sex and everything else too."

"Good, now what were you calling about?"

"Oh, I figured you were at work, so I was going to leave a message about us getting together."

"Sounds great. You free today?"

"I am mostly free until September, it seems."

"Want to come over to my place and we can figure out what to do from there?"

"Um sure, what part of town are you in? I need to check for a bus or catch a cab. My car is kind of out of commission."

"Oh shit, right. I can pick you."

"Ok, I just need to grab a shower and get dressed. How about I meet you at the University gate on Winston Street?"

"That's a plan. Give me an hour. I need a shower too."

I was showered and dressed and standing at the meeting place in 52 minutes. Julia pulled up to the curve exactly on time. As I opened the door to her mint condition 67 Mustang, I realized that there was likely more than the kind of car she drove that I did not know about her. We had fucked a few times and talked a lot. But I think most of our talks were about trivial things or me. 

"Damn, it is good to see you!" She declared and leaned over to kiss me as soon as the car door was closed.

As I was expecting a chaste welcome home kiss, her tongue pressing against my lips was a surprise. It was an odd place to make out, but I wasn't going to reject her. We swapped spit for a couple of minutes before she sat back up.

"Wow, that was a hot greeting, baby!" I exclaimed.

"I couldn't wait to taste those sexy lips one more minute," She informed me.

My worries over my sexuality had somewhat masked my perception of her open sexuality. The first time she saw me awake I had an erection. She had initiated our first sexual contact which was a blowjob in a hospital bathroom. I should, have seen that she was aggressive and free spirited. There was no question she was not afraid to let a guy know what she wanted. 

"So what shall we do?" I asked.

"I am up for anything as long as it is with you," She replied in sweet, let's fuck way as she pulled away from the curb. "Did you want to go somewhere and talk?"

"My first choice would be to go to your apartment and be alone. Hopefully really make love for the first time."

"John. I know you don't think of sex that way," She said with a sly grin. "You can be yourself with me. I promise I know who you are and want you exactly that way."

I was starting to believe there was hope for her and I.

"Ok, let's go to your place and fuck each other's brains out!" I said enthusiastically.

"Now that is a plan, baby!" She replied and pushed harder on the accelerator.

The rest of the ride and the walk through her living room to her bedroom are a complete blur in my mind. It was almost as if we were transported instantly to her bed. Somehow in the process we lost our clothes. We rolled around in her bed exploring every part of each other's body with our fingers, lips and tongues. I felt completely in sync with her. It was as if we were reading each other's thoughts and doing exactly what the other needed. The first time she came my finger was inside her cunt massaging her g-spot while my thumb rolled over her clit. When she came while I was happily lapping at her sex I was treated to a surprise. My face dripped with female cum as I swung around and moved between her legs. 

"Yes," She moaned as I guided my cock to her orgasming pussy.

Her hot cunt cradled my throbbing rod as I slid my cock deep into her body. She wrapped her legs around my torso as if trying to lock me in place. I kissed her hard and then lifted my ass to pull my cock back. She dug her heels into my spine forcing me to drive my cock to the depths of her vaginal canal. She cried out when my cock head hit her cervix. Our bodies found a rhythm and we started rocking on the bed. As we ground together her arms enveloped my upper body the way her legs had my lower half. She pulled my face to hers and our lips met. The kiss was sloppy and filled with passion. 

I felt the nails of her left hand pierce the flesh above my shoulder blade as I probed her mouth with my tongue. She drove her pelvis up into my body as if attempting to capture more of my cock. Her cunt gripped me as she forced me to grind my manhood into her cervix. I could go no deeper; the opening to her womb would not yield. I felt dizzy with excitement then suddenly emptied my balls into her body. I roared into her mouth as my body convulsed atop her. 

"Oh god yes! Cum with me baby!" She panted.

When it was over we lay side-by-side, panting, covered in sweat. She was ready for more before my breathing had recovered. She pounced upon me and took my shrinking cock into her mouth. The sensation was beyond pleasure. I writhed on the bed as my cock grew in her mouth. As soon as I was hard she mounted me. All I could do was look up at her as she sat on my cock. I had the sensation that I was watching some wild erotic dance as I lay there with my cock encased in her pussy. She moved up and down on my pole causing her amazing tits to bounce around seductively. After several minutes she told me that she was cumming. She kept fucking me as wave after wave of pleasure seemed to assault her body. 

If her neighbors were home they were being treated to a wild aural sex show. Julia was moaning and wailing about her pleasures. She loudly announced what a great cock I had and screamed how good it felt in her cunt. By her third orgasm my cock was afire with need. The line between pleasure and pain began to blur. I needed release but I couldn't cum. I never had problems getting erections but after so many orgasms in a short period of time the well sometimes ran dry. The room went fuzzy and my eyes closed. Later she told me that my eyes had rolled up into my head. Two hours later I woke up to find my very worried girlfriend hovering over me. After I convinced her that I was fine, we showered and got dressed. Dinner in a restaurant that night was our first real date.



They Are A-OK Ch. 37



I spent the next couple days and nights with her. We fucked liked rabbits and talked in between. By the end of her three days off I was falling hard for her and she had proclaimed her love for me. I had told her everything about me, including a complete confession about my dark side. She had related her life's history to me. Like me she was sexually adventurous and at times very promiscuous. She had participated in group sex and had given girl on girl fucking an enthusiastic try. Though she had found it pleasurable, in the end she was totally straight. The only way she saw herself being with another woman again would be as part of a scene with a guy or guys. She had no problem with the idea of putting on a girl show for a guy's pleasure. She was into kink and expressed a willingness to try most anything sexual with me. Like me she had already experienced more kinky sex than the average person could imagine. 

Even though I enjoyed every minute we shared, I felt an unexpected sense of relief when she had to return to work after nearly three days of almost constant togetherness. When she dropped me at the university on her way to the hospital the feeling of freedom that washed over me was almost intoxicating. Consciously, I had wanted nothing more than to be with her. But I suppose that subconsciously I felt a bit trapped by the closeness. I wasn't sure what to make of those feelings so I pushed them aside and began the short walk to the AOK house. With every step I could feel my desire grow. I wanted the company of other young men. More specifically I wanted sex with them. Even more specifically I wanted cock. It was almost inconceivable that it was possible I could be so horny after spending three days with my cock being drained as often as it would get hard by a beautiful woman. 

I should have known that those feelings meant there would be trouble ahead for any relationship I would have with a woman. But as is often said of young men my cock had taken over blinding my brain to rational thought. As I walked up the front steps of the house, I hoped that I would find someone around to take to my room. Devon Rice, the very hot football star who had been pledging when I had my accident was on the door. Seeing him again brought back memories of my first experience with the pledge group. I remembered explaining things to the group as they stood naked before me and couple of my fellow council members. I felt a strong sense of loss over having had so few opportunities to play with the pledges. In addition, I recalled how hot Devon looked in the nude and what a great sexy brown cock he sported. 

I never had the chance to get him alone for sex; yet another regret. As I lamented him being on duty and therefore unavailable for bedroom fun, I recalled his concern about having his pubic hair removed. I wondered if he had chosen any adornment.

"Welcome back to the house, brother. It is very good to see you, John. I missed having your guidance as a pledge," He said in a way that sounded sincere. 

"Greetings, brother Devon. I regret not having the opportunity to guide you during your pledge phase. Perhaps we can try to work in a makeup session some time."

"I would enjoy that."

"I know that you're on duty, but I missed something that I imagine was an important event. Would you mind if I made a short inspection now?"

"Of course not. But what did you miss that you think was so important."

"Your first shave. Please drop your pants."

He smiled and quickly pushed down his pants and underwear. What I saw was very pleasing. His pubic hair was cropped and cut to form his initials. 

"I see you got over you inhibitions," I said happily. 

"My mentor worked hard to see that I did. Do you approve, brother?"

"Very, much. You have a beautiful cock," I replied as I reached out and began to fondle his genitals. 

His cock instantly came to attention.

"It is a shame you are working. I would like to see what else you learned as a pledge."

"I would be honored to be with you any time, John."

"I am sure it will happen soon. Is Colin in the house?" I asked thinking I could get the sexy gofer to relive my growing horniness.

"No, he is off campus doing some errands for council. He won't be back until tonight."

"Oh, any other brothers around this morning?"

"There are a few of the younger members in the parlor talking with a visiting peer."

I left him to his duties and headed to the parlor to see what was going on. Rudy, Jackson Fellows, Trevor Nom and Zack were sitting talking to Reggie Symington. I was surprised to see Sir Reginald in the house.

"Greetings brothers, I hope I am not interrupting anything," I said.

They all stood and returned my greeting.

"Certainly not interrupting, my boy. You are a big part of the reason I am here. I had business in the states and wanted to check on your progress. You don't look too much the worse for wear," Reggie said as he came over and embraced me.

"Sir Reginald, it is good to see you. Are the new boys keeping you properly occupied?"

"So far they are just picking my brain. Hopefully, we will have a chance for other means of occupation soon."

I smiled knowing he meant that he wanted to fuck at least a couple of them. I decided to be bold and make a play to drag Rudy and Zack off for some private time.

"I hope we will get a chance to spend some time together, but right now I have some business with Rudy and Zack, if you don't mind."

"Of course not, I am sure Trevor and Jackson can keep me fully occupied. I will be in town a couple of days. Colin has given me a very nice guest room."

"Great then I will see you later and we will catch up. Rudy and Zack please come with me," I said and started to leave the room. On impulse I added, "Jackson and Trevor in case you did not catch brother Reggie's subtle hint he would like to fuck your sweet asses. Please take him somewhere private and show him what a great new group of brothers we have."

"Ah you Americans, so direct," Reggie said and surreptitiously winked at me. 

I figured it might have taken another hour for Reggie to get those two out of their pants. I knew that they were more than willing to have a romp with the sexy, older, British alum. In fact I would have bet from the looks on their faces that they were very anxious to get naked with Sir Reggie. Zack and Rudy followed me up to my room.

"What has kept you so busy the past few days, John?" Zack asked in a mischievous tone.

"An off-campus playmate," I replied being deliberately vague about the gender and the extent of the relationship.

"Wow," Rudy chimed in, "Hard to imagine there aren't enough playmates on campus to keep you busy."

He seemed sincerely confused over why I would need to go off campus for sex.

"Well most of my on-campus playmates are lacking a pussy," I said while smiling at the pair of handsome and very willing looking playmates. 

"Hmmmmm, you didn't seem to think I was lacking in that area the last time I saw you, brother," Zack shot back in a wickedly sexy, sarcastic tone.

I laughed and told them that I was much more interested in their hot cocks than their boy cunts. Then I walked over to them and gently grabbed their still covered crotches.

"Oh my, sir, whatever could you have in mind?" Rudy said in a cute, faux, shy, southern accent.

I let go of Zack and pulled the sexy green-eyed imp into my arms. I planted a very wet, deep, sloppy kiss on Rudy's sexy mouth. He all but melted in my arms as my tongue explored his mouth. When I finally broke the kiss I suggested we all get naked and have some fun. My younger brothers were practically naked before I finished the suggestion. I was so busy watching them expose their hot young bodies, it was a couple minutes before I followed suite and stripped down. 

Rudy had shaved away all of his pubic hair. In place of the wispy curls he sported the beginnings of a tattoo. It was far enough along that I could see it was eventually going to be a leprechaun like the one used to hawk Lucky Charms. The little guy was kicking his heels up in excitement. He was positioned so it would look like Rudy's dick was a giant cock coming from the leprechaun's crotch. 

"Why?" I asked as I ran my finger tips over his new skin art.

"I have been called a leprechaun all my life. Figured I would embrace the nickname. This design conveys the excitement I feel when I am naked with someone, especially sexy guys like you, John," He explained as his cock went from semi erect to fully hard.

I smiled and told him that I thought it was a very cool choice. Then I walked over to my bed and sat down.

"Bring those hot cocks over here so I can eat them up!" I demanded.

I sucked one while fondling the other, alternating between the two. They made out and ran their hands over each other's bodies. When I got them to the point that they were both ready to blow, I positioned them so that their cock heads were touching. I stroked their shafts while licking and rubbing my lips over their cock heads. Both were visibly shaking as their inevitable climaxes moved ever closer.

"Holy fuck," I heard one of them moan.

"Oh my god!" The other exclaimed as the leprechaun exploded on my lips.

I barely had time to get a taste of Rudy's cum before Zack's cock jerked. I managed to get my lips over the sexy wrestler's cock head as the second burst of cum shot out. By the third I had the tips of both their cock in my mouth. Both guys were leaning on me for support while I milked the last drops of their sweet cum. When their orgasms subsided they dropped down on their knees in front of me. I lay back on the bed and lifted my legs up onto their shoulders. Neither of my sexy younger brothers needed any guidance on what to do. One found my cum laden ball sack with his tongue while the other took my throbbing cock head into his mouth. 

Lying back with my eyes closed, I had no idea who was sucking me where; nor did I care. I was in heaven. I continued to savor the taste of their combined semen as they happily worked hard to return the favor. I was pretty sure they were trading off between my balls and cock and stealing a few kisses as they did so. I could feel my balls tightening and knew that the damn was going to burst.

"Damn, I am about to fucking explode," I informed them.

My declaration caused them to reposition their mouths. There was no longer a tongue or lips on my balls. Instead I had two open mouths on either side of my twitching cock. Their lips were pressed together. Someone's fingers were caressing my balls. Other fingers were lightly teasing my ass. I screamed as I came in both their mouths at once. After they drank my seed, the pair crawled up onto the bed and lay beside me. Each laid his head on my chest. I caressed their hot naked flesh as I lay there enjoying the pleasurable warmth that continued to wash over my body. After awhile I asked them how they learned the double cock sucking move. 

"Brother Terry worked to teach us. Then we practiced on a couple other brothers," Zack said while grinning at me.

"Did you like it?" Rudy added while flashing me an impish look.

"Fuck yes! But I really should experience it a few more times to truly evaluate your technique.

"We were hoping you would say that," They said in near unison. 

"John, I have been dying to show you that and so many other things I have learned," Zack confided.

Next thing I knew I was in a three way kiss with the pair. We kissed very sloppily for about ten minutes before Rudy excused himself. He claimed he had an appointment, but it sounded made up. I didn't challenge him since I was happy to have some time alone with Zack.

"Damn, I am happy, Zack declared after we watched Rudy get dressed and leave.

"What has you so happy?" I asked, feeling very happy myself.

"It starts with being in love with you and continues with you liking to be with Rudy and me. He has become my best friend and I really love having sex with him. Sharing that with you makes it so fucking special."

"Wow," I said not sure how to take his declaration of love.

I had just confirmed that I was in love with Julia. I already knew I had feelings for Zack. Rudy was hot as shit and I found him very appealing. I wasn't too sure about a love triangle between us three boys while working on my relationship with Julia however. But I was way beyond flattered by it all.

"Zack, I want total honesty here," I said which caused his expression to change from delight to concern.

"Of course we should be totally open and honest, John."

"I really like you, love you at least in a friendship way. In love, I can't say; at least not at this point. If it wasn't for my accident and so much stuff that has happened, is happening..."

"John, there is no need for this," He interrupted. "I didn't expect that you would be in love with me. I just wanted you to know how I felt. Rudy knows by the way and that is why he left to us time to be alone and talk or whatever."

"Taking is a good idea, so is whatever," I said and smiled at him.

He giggled and then we kissed for a bit. Then we talked for two hours. Well I mostly talked he mostly listened. I told him of recent events, about Julia and even some about my dark side. I wanted him to be informed the same as I wanted Julia to be informed. I couldn't have anyone falling in love with me that didn't really know me and what I was about. I could tell from his demeanor that he didn't care. His only response was to tell me things about himself. Some of those things he told me were things that he had never told anyone other than Rudy. 

My first thought was that he would be better off in a relationship with Rudy. But then I remembered that Rudy was in love with another, Colin. It is funny that people don't manage to fall in love with the one who would be best suited for them. Colin and Rudy couldn't work long term, because Colin wanted something Rudy could never give. As for Zack and me, it might work, but seemed unlikely. Rudy and Zack were sweet young men who I was sure would make a great couple. But that wasn't my decision, any more then it was my decision to have the feelings that were growing inside me for Zack. 

As we lay there talking, cuddling, kissing and caressing each other I thought of Julia. There was going to have to be another conversation. My hunger for cock upon leaving her along with my feelings for Zack needed to be expressed. I wasn't sure the way I would be able to love her would be enough. Those thoughts went on the back burner as Zack and I grew hard again and he told me how much he wanted me to fuck him. I had him roll over onto his belly and then draw his knees up under his body. I could see him shaking with excitement as he positioned himself with his head down and his ass up in the air ready to be taken. 

I quickly lubed up his asshole and my cock. Then I moved into position. After guiding my cock to his puckered male pussy, I took hold of his hips and slowly sank my erection into his body. He sighed contentedly when I hit bottom.

"Oh fuck, John, make me all yours," He moaned.

I pulled back until my cock was just barely inside him and then began to ride his ass. Each time I drove forward he bucked back toward me causing his rectum to completely swallow my manhood. When my balls touched his smooth flesh, I would grind my cock into his internal button before pulling back again. We developed a nice rhythm of me pushing in as he pushed back and then reversing the movement. 

"Yes, fuck me, make love to me, fill me!" He wailed.

His breathing became ragged. I could see beads of sweat forming on his upper back. I could feel the heat of his flesh where my fingers were locked onto his hips. Then I slid one of my hands under his body and found his hard twitching cock. The copious amounts of precum oozing from his cum slit and his panting told me he was close to cumming.

"Hold on baby," I urged. "Wait for me."

I had no idea why I wanted us to cum together. It just seemed like the way it should be that day.

"Oh god, yes," He sighed as I increased the pace of my thrusts while gently stroking his erection.

My balls slapped against his ass and my cock throbbed inside his tightening anal canal. He was working his rectal muscle to massage my cock as I fucked him. I felt my own orgasm welling up deep inside me.

A few seconds later I cried out, "Now!"

I drove my cock deep into his body as his cock erupted and his ass clamped onto my dick. I came hard sending whatever semen I had left in body into his body. A minute later we collapsed together on the bed. The time between our collapse and falling asleep in each others arms will forever be a blur. The next thing I knew it was hours later and I was waking up with a very sexy young man in my bed. That was the beginning of a very special relation with Zack and to a lesser extent with Rudy, who joined us in bed at least once a week.

My talk about Zack and my need for sex with guys in general with Julia went better than I had a right to expect. We acknowledge our love for each other and she agreed that we should take things slowly. She seemed to fully understand my needs and that I could never be anything approaching exclusive with her. She also had needs; most of which I could fill. Over the next few weeks I learned that she was indeed a very kinky lady. I was happy to accommodate and even brought a frat brother or two along occasionally to indulge her multiple partner desires.

During those same weeks, Zack and I grew closer. He was clearly deeply in love with me and I was definitely falling for him. Both he and Julia encouraged me to let my darker side out sometimes. I found spanking Zack's sexy ass to be very exciting. I had three people who I loved that all seemed to accept me for my true self. Adam visited maybe once a month and I of course had lots of other folks to play with sexually. Mostly my frat brothers and the pledges, but there was also non_AOK folks who showed up in my bed sporadically. Only one woman other than Julia though, Donna Stillman, my old friend and summer lover. I had gone home to see my parents and tell them about breaking my engagement. I ran into Donna and we fucked several times. 

During the rest of the semester, I continued to work independently to catch up on my studies. I wanted to keep my extra time at college to a minimum since Adam was counting on me to get a graduate degree before joining his company full time. I had it worked out so that I would only need one extra semester before starting grad classes. The AOK had approved a resolution that would allow me to stay on the council as president through my first semester of grad work. Things seemed almost perfect. My limp was even getting better.

Alicia kept me informed through letters and a couple of phone calls about her and Greg's life in Atlanta. They seemed to be making the most of their time in the United States. Alicia's open sexuality and beauty made her popular with the guys at her college. As she put it she was enjoying a variety of large American cocks. I always found it funny how she could describe her sexual escapades in vivid detail in her letters while continuing to seem so innocent. Greg was also enjoying a lot of big American cocks. He was fully out and really loving the idea he could be openly homosexual. He was denying himself nothing even though he had a regular lover that he was attached too. In the one letter he wrote me, he seemed very happy even though he admitted missing Hector. His American boyfriend and frequent gay bar pickups as well as all guy group sex scenes seemed to ease the pain of missing his island lover.

I was concerned for both of them. I did not see how they would be happy back on the island after experiencing the freedom of American life. This was especially true of Greg. The following fall I received a letter that both confirmed and allayed some of my fears. Greg's lover had moved in and they were very serious. Alicia also had become serious with one man. He was a thirty-five year old professor. I surmised it was intellectual curiosity that had drawn him to her. The surprise was that he had proposed marriage and was petitioning the island elders and Adam for permission to move to the island. Life in the ivory tower bored him and he found the idyllic island described by Alicia to be a probable paradise. I decided that it was good news for Alicia. I had never thought that an island boy would be her true love.




They Are A-OK Ch. 37



On the other hand I was even more concerned for Greg. I knew he would never be happy living on the island. He had had a taste of a life that suited him better. I also knew that off the island there would always be something missing in his life. Then there were his parents. They would be devastated by his choice. My life remained perfect. I felt that some great entity was looking after me. Julia and I were very close and she continued to fully accept my relationships with Zack and Adam as well as my other sexual partners. We too had become engaged and my mother was totally charmed by Julia when we visited for Christmas. I even took Julia to see the island. By that point I expected that someday we might live there together. The funny thing was it was her that suggested we bring Zack with us on the trip. 

Interestingly, it was the first time the three of us shared a bed. It had always been other brothers that I shared Julia with. One day in Adam's gardens she asked me if I had ever considered the possibility of a sort of three way marriage. To her that meant that I would basically marry them both and all three of us would cohabitate. It would also mean that we would be free to have sex in whatever combinations occurred. That wasn't much of stretch since she and I had already planned an open marriage. No other arrangement would ever work for us. Though the three way marriage idea would certainly solve a big dilemma for me, I wasn't sure about the idea. I definitely loved them both and felt no jealousy sharing them with each other. But, I needed private intimacy with each of them and didn't want to risk losing those special moments. There was also Adam to consider. He certainly would not fit in as fourth. I could never see him as a part of anything with Zack or Julia. 

Life for me remained good as yet another semester got into high gear. That was until I received a call from Alicia in the middle of the night that February. Greg was in the hospital. He and his boyfriend had been a little too open about their sexuality on a road trip to Florida. On their way home in some tiny town they had been assaulted. Greg's boyfriend was dead and Greg was in critical condition after being helicopter to a trauma center in Atlanta. One of Adam's planes took me to Atlanta to be with island friends who I had not seen since I dropped them in Georgia over a year earlier. Julia came along to support me. As it turned out I needed her support more than I imagined when we boarded the plane.

After three days of drifting in and out of consciousness, Greg gave up the fight and closed his eyes permanently. It was a great loss and I felt responsible for having been a part of his coming to the states. But I remain convinced that Greg likely did not want to live. Alicia had told me how much he loved the man he watched get beaten death. Greg had already decided to give up his plans to return to the island and live the life expected of him. He was going to stay with his boyfriend. I was amazed that he could feel strongly enough about anyone to give up so much. There was more on top of the loss of his lover that made me think Greg simply preferred to die. The evil assholes that had killed his boyfriends and all but killed Greg had castrated him and mutilated his penis. Life as a eunuch for one who had been raised to be so sexually free would have been the ultimate torture.

The only savoir of that time was getting to know Alicia's fiancée. He was a wonderful, kind, gentle man. He treated her like a queen and seemed to fully understand the life he proposed to become a part of on the island. I believed he understood it far better than I did when I proposed to Alicia and that he was sincere in his desire to embrace island life as part of his love for Alicia. Even in her grief, I could see that she was ecstatically happy with her future husband, Donald Evans. Julia and I stayed in Atlanta for two weeks helping put Greg's life in order. Then we escorted Alicia, Donald and Greg back to the Island. 

Greg's funeral was a mass outpouring of love and grief. Before leaving the island I took it upon myself to help educate Donald about the male islanders. He had talked to Greg some, but had some things skewed. For his part he had done some experimentation with other men. He found it pleasurable enough and had no objection to gay sex, but he had no great desire for it either. He assured me that if he had to occasionally have sex with an island man to be a proper island husband he would happily do so. Alicia's happiness was his paramount concern. I considered testing that theory by insisting that he have sex with me, but thought better of the idea. I had done enough to fuck up Alicia's family. What I made clear to him was that up until the wedding it would be thought odd if he did not fuck at least a couple island women. That concept was a little harder for him to grasp.

The other thing I did was help Alicia convince her parents to accept Donald. Until after the funeral, Donald had stayed in the big house as my guest. The Ortiz family had assumed he was a friend of mine that came to help me through my grief. It took a few hours of deep conversation but in the end Alicia and I convinced Duarte and Carmella that Donald was a good man who was good for Alicia. The wedding was to be held in the summer. I knew that I would be getting one final blow job from Alicia. That thought reminded me that there were a couple more things to explain to Donald. 

I told him about the belly full of cum tradition, which he was surprisingly ok with. He did however say that meant that he would not be inviting any of his friends or family to the island wedding. He simply could not imagine his father, brothers and most of his friends understanding that one. Not to mention the likely reaction of his mother if her daughter sucked off his father. He and I had a pretty good laugh when that scene was discussed. Alicia and Donald eventually made the decision to have two weddings, one on the island and a more traditional one in the states. Though they would mostly live on the island, they would spend some time in the states and wanted Donald's family and friends to be part of their lives. 

The other important thing I explained to Donald was his impeding private talk with Duarte. I figured being aware of the sperm testing ceremony would be better for him. Again his reaction surprised me. He seemed far more intrigued by the idea than concerned over having his future father handle his genitals and in effect milk his seed. He thanked me for helping him understand things. I sensed that the kernel of a strong friendship had been sown by us in those few weeks. 

I returned to school, happy for Alicia and in deep pain over the loss of Greg. Though I muddled through class and my duties at the AOK, it was really only Julia and Zack that kept me going for the rest of that semester. I still had an occasional tryst outside of my pair of lovers and Adam visited regularly. But as time passed I was becoming more and more a one man and woman guy. About two weeks before the semester ended the three of us decided to spend most of the summer on the island. We were all invited to the big wedding and a couple of months in paradise seemed an amazing way to share the love that was by then a true three way deal.

Zack had confided his feelings for Julia to me first. About a week later she told me that she was feeling confused over her growing attachment to him. I suggested we talk it out together and see where we were heading. By summer the three way marriage idea seemed an ideal way to go for us. I asked Julia how she felt about an island wedding. She was beyond thrilled at the prospect of having to drain so many cocks. I had seen her suck and fuck many guys, but I still wasn't sure how I would feel on our wedding day knowing she would swallow the cum of so many men. But the planned date was over a year off. We wanted to wait until I graduated. Like Alicia and Donald we would also be having two weddings. While most of my friends would be cool with island traditions there was no way I was taking my dad to the island to get a blow job from my bride.

We did have some really great sex the night we discussed it. She just wanted to talk about sucking scores of cocks while we fucked. She screamed so loud when she came that I was glad we were in the AOK house and not her apartment. Her neighbors would have likely called the cops. As a special treat after we recovered I invited three of my council mates into the room. Julia and I spent about two hours sucking off Terry, Dan and Craig. She would have gone longer but none of them could get hard any more. As they laid in my bed watching she sucked me one more time while riding a fat dildo. The next day they made her an honorary AOK. As far as I know she is the only woman to ever be so honored.



They Are A-OK Ch. 38



I felt unusually anxious during the flight to San Juan. Julia, Zack and I were all aboard one of Adam's planes. I could tell from the way she was acting that Julia was also feeling some trepidation about the summer. I wasn't sure what was making her so anxious. She said she was fine with the idea of me fucking Alicia one last time, when I explained that it would be a great insult if I refused the invitation I had received to do so. She also expressed great excitement about being a witness to Alicia's cock draining ceremony. 

It was traditional that the bride's escorts and the ladies of the groomsmen be present. Because of my special relationship with Alicia and Donald not inviting his friends I was chosen to be what the islanders called second man. Nateal was to be first man. Alicia would have three attendants. That meant that there would be five witnesses to the bridal blow jobs. I was surprised when I was informed that Alicia would suck me off twice. Since she could not suck her brother's cock I would take his place as well as my own. Though Julia had seen other guys suck my cock it would be the first time she witnessed another woman giving me head. I wasn't sure how she would feel when I walked in and exposed myself for the kneeling bride to service. To be honest, I wasn't really sure how I would react to her being in the room fully dressed while my old lover sucked my cock.

Only Zack seemed unconcerned about upcoming events. He was clearly very happy to be going to the island for two months. The uninhibited lifestyle of the islanders appealed to him. When we visited before he had fully availed himself of both the young men and women who found him very desirable. Though Zack was clearly deeply in love with both Julia and I, he remained totally open and sexually adventurous. My only hope was that he didn't wear his dick out over the summer since I knew he would be a very busy guy. 

Shortly after takeoff, Julia began pacing around the plane and then went to sit alone up front. That left Zack and me together. He quietly confessed to me that he had hoped for some mile high fucking during the flight. However, it was clear to both of us that Julia was not in the mood. I wasn't sure that Zack and I getting it on was a good idea with Julia about fifteen feet away with her nose in a book that I was pretty sure she wasn't really reading. Besides the anxiety I was feeling didn't exactly elevate sex to the top of my list of activities. But I always wanted to make Zack happy and figured fucking would be a good distraction. So I allowed things to start slowly hoping Julia would notice and come join us.

At first Zack and I were just kissing. But in separate private plane seats making out was awkward. I felt a bit like a kid trying to learn to kiss. Zack came up with a solution. He got out of his seat and climbed into my lap. As I slipped my tongue into his mouth, I looked over and saw Julia had swirled her chair in our direction. She was smiling at us. I was surprised when she let her eyes flutter shut. It certainly wouldn't be the first time she had slept nearby while Zack and I fucked. However, I found her choice odd since she and I had not had sex for a few days. At that point we seldom went as much as 48 hours without fucking. 

By that point Zack's hands were roaming and my growing desires pushed my concerns about Julia's lack of interest in fucking aside. I nudged Zack off my lap and opened his pants and pushed them down his muscular legs releasing his rock hard cock. He pulled off his polo shirt leaving him naked from the knees up. I leaned forward and kissed his twitching cock as I nudged his pants lower. He lifted each leg allowing me to push his pants completely off his legs. He was now naked as he had taken his sandals off as soon as we got on the plane. I sat back for a minute admiring his sexy body as I gently fondled his warm ball sack. He was defiantly atop my list of favorite pieces of eye candy. I could have sat there looking at his incredibly sexy body for a long time. But he had other ideas.

Zack smiled at me and knelt down between my legs. He removed my shoes and socks slowly while looking up into my eyes. It seemed almost like a ritual. My entire body tingled when he ran his hands up my legs. He slowly opened my pants as if unwrapping a precious gift. I raised my ass off the seat and let him pull my pants down and off my legs. He nuzzled my cock through my underwear before starting to slowly unbutton my shirt. As soon as my chest was exposed he kissed his way up my abdomen. His lips lightly brushed through my body hair until he reached my left nipple. I jumped slightly when he slipped his tongue out and teased the tiny bead on my chest. My contented sighs signaled him to go on. He closed his lips around the dark circle that sat on the left side of my chest.

As he gently sucked on my man tit, I looked over at Julia. Her soft breathing and the gentle way her chest rose and fell told me that she was truly asleep. The mischievous smile on her lips intrigued me. I wondered what she was dreaming about. Perhaps she was just playing an old image of Zack and me in her head, I thought. She had never hidden how much it turned her on to watch the two of us having sex. I would not have found it so odd, having known many women who got off on watching guys fuck, except for her lack of interest in lesbian sex. What I still didn't know at that point was how much she was into voyeurism. I would soon find out that she loved watching others fuck, no matter the genders or combinations. 

Zack briefly moved his lips to my face and kissed me softly. Then he dropped back down onto his knees. He began teasing me by gently biting my throbbing cock through the fabric of my boxers. I was dying to feel his wet lips and silky tongue on my bare flesh, but knew how much Zack enjoyed drawing out sex. My patience was always well rewarded. I reached out and caressed his head as he started sucking my cotton encased cock, allowing him to control the pace.

At some point he looked up and sighed, "Oh god, I love you, John!"

"I love you more than I can properly express with words," I replied and leaned down to kiss him.

Before our lips pressed together, he sighed, "Fuck me please. I want to be one with you."

I pressed my lips to his and slipped my tongue into his mouth. A minute later he was on his knees in my seat. I was knelling behind him, doing my best to lubricate his boy cunt with my tongue. Though I was sure that there was some lubricant on the plane somewhere neither of us wanted to wait while I looked for it. 

"Come on baby, I'm ready!" He begged long before I was sure he was wet enough.

I stood behind him and massaged his shoulder with one hand while guiding my cock to his waiting rosebud. He gasped as I pushed my cock head into his body. I paused not wanting to hurt him, but he urged me on. 

"Come on baby, fuck me! Fill my body with your beautiful cock," He practically demanded.

There was almost no resistance when I pushed my cock deeper into his rectal canal. Zack was always an amazing fuck. It seemed he could will his body to relax and accept an invading cock. When my balls hit his ass, I ground my cock deep inside him. 

"Oh god, yes! That's what I need, John! I love you! Fuck me, hard, please, now!" He called out.

As I pulled back, I heard Julia stir. I looked back and saw that her eyes were wide opened. Her expression told me that she liked what she saw. I rammed my cock back into Zack's body. I began fucking him hard. He kept begging for more. Julia and Zack were both moaning as my balls began to tighten. Suddenly I realized that she was next to me. I felt her bare flesh touch my body. She began pressing her dripping pussy against my hip as I rode Zack's welcoming ass. She massaged my back as the first of her orgasms sent her creamy juices flowing down my leg. I could tell from the quantity of female cum that she had had an intense orgasm. Suddenly, I could smell her sex. I drove my cock to the hilt and Zack cried out.

His shaking body and gasping moans told me he was coming. His rectal walls clamped onto my cock. Julia pressed her cunt harder to my hip and cried out. Her second orgasm took hold. The small cabin was filled with the sounds and scents of raw sex. I came hard joining my two lovers in orgasm. I could feel my cock throbbing in Zack's tight ass. Fatigue quickly replaced elation. Zack began to relax and I pulled my shirking cock from his cum filled rectum. I fell into the seat next to him. Zack rolled onto his side and Julia slipped into my lap.

As I sat there panting she whispered into my ear, "God, I love you and I fucking can't believe how hot you are, baby."

I was still so overcome I couldn't respond beyond a smile and a warm feeling. At that moment I felt like I was the luckiest man that ever lived. I had two perfect lovers, one of each sex that allowed me to be completely open and true to my needs and desires. They both loved me deeply as I did them. Even more importantly, they accepted each other and the feelings we all shared without jealousy. It was at least ten minutes before Zack and I recovered our senses. Julia just sat in my lap looking at us waiting patiently. I was pretty sure one or both of us would be eating her sweet pussy soon. But first I had to ask her why she had been so anxious.

"Baby there is something important I need to know. I can see that you are concerned about something. Please what is weighing on your mind so heavily?"

"Damn, we are connected," She said. "I know that I have no reason to worry, but you being back on the island where sex is so free and where you seem to feel emotions so easily has me on edge."

"Do you think that I would ever lose my connection and love for you? Even if there were a million people to freely fuck, I would always want you," I declared.

"I know and watching you with Zack, being with you both, reminded me of what we have."

"Really? You know I don't want to hurt you or this great thing we have, or you either Zack. But everything so far has been based on an incredible openness and freedom for all of us. If I had to give up some freedom to keep you happy I would. But I do not think that would work for us in the long run."

"It wouldn't baby. Our relationship has made me understand what was missing in all my other romances and affairs. I need the freedom and variety we share as much as you need certain things."

"I love you and I don't ever want you to worry about our bond," I said as I caressed her supple breast.

"I love the shit out of you both!" Zack exclaimed as he slipped onto the floor.

Julia quickly figured out what Zack wanted. She slipped around in my lap so that her back was against my chest and slid her ass down my thighs. Once in place she spread her legs wide as if she was setting up a buffet for him. I watched breathlessly as he ran his tongue up her thigh. He used his fingertips to spread her labia open, revealing her wet, silky, pink, inner folds. I could see the love in his eyes. I held her in my arms, massaging her tits as I watched the sexy wrestler begin to eat her sweet pussy. She was soon squirming in my lap and pressing her heels into the seat pushing back against me. My cock grew hard against her back as I watched Zack lovingly lap up Julia's flowing juices while I fondled her heaving breasts. 

"Oh fuck!" She wailed.

Her body writhed in my arms and her head fell back against me. I slipped my hands down to her hips and lifted her up. Zack took hold of my rigid pole and guided it into her quivering cunt. Suddenly my cock was enveloped in her hot, wet, convulsing pussy. I lifted my ass, driving my cock deep into her cunt as Zack plunged his face into our combined sex. He licked her flowing juices from my balls while fingering her engorged clit. Julia was lost in a seemingly endless orgasm. I was certain that the pilots and the attendant in the front cabin could hear cries of passion even through the closed door. I was unconcerned. They had certainly heard more wild sexual activity than our threesome. The combined stimulation of Julia's convulsing pussy and Zack's talented tongue soon had me on the verge of ecstasy. Julia hit another peak just as my cock erupted spewing the content of my balls deep into her body. 

After another minute she slid back releasing my cock. Zack quickly sucked my shrinking cock clean of our combine cum. When he was done, he cleaned up the cum that was oozing from her pussy. After that, Zack stood up and lifted Julia from my lap. It was one of the few times I had ever seen such a commanding look in his eyes. He wanted something and clearly meant to take it without asking. My soon to be co-husband spun Julia around. She bent over, bracing herself by griping the arms of my seat. I kissed her as Zack drove his cock into her wide open, cum filled cunt. He grabbed her hips and started fucking her hard. I sat back, watching, enjoying the view of Julia's bouncing tits. It wasn't long before he added his cum to mine. Later Julia told me that she lost count around her twentieth orgasm. 

In San Juan we transferred from the private plane to a private helicopter. Adam's yacht was busy transporting other guests. I didn't know at the time how many current and former AOK had been invited to the wedding. Adam at Alicia's request had included some additional men so that she would have plenty of cum in her belly on her wedding night. Alicia thought they needed substitutes for the male friends Donald could not invite. She and Donald had planned a large family. Though he had fully accepted the islander's lifestyle, it was more of an academic acceptance than and emotional one. Alicia knew that she would never have the same freedoms she would have had as my wife. In addition, she truly believed that a belly full of cum would make her more fertile. 

Upon arrival at the big house, I informed Steven that all three of us would share my usual room. Adam's valet was not very successful hiding his surprise over my chosen sleeping arrangements. Though there had been no formal announcement, he knew that Julia and I were engaged. Even though he knew some of my sexual history, I suppose he still found it strange that I would take another man to bed with my fiancée. I wondered how he would take the three of us moving to the island together. I had to let those thoughts go, however. I had an appointment with Donald. The job of groomsman was serious business on the island. In addition to discussing what he needed me to do leading up to the wedding, I also wanted to see if he had any more questions about island life. He had been living there on and off for months and I was fairly sure that some things must have come up that needed explanation. 

Donald had his own cottage in the area where Paul Stavros lived. Though pre-martial sex was very much encouraged, pre-marital cohabitation was all but forbidden. I considered that another odd tradition. But I did see one good reason for the rule. The bride and groom were both expected to sow their final wild oats in the weeks leading up to the wedding. Living together might put a damper on fucking others. I walked down the old familiar path and easily found Donald's cottage. I was pleased to find him alone. I had though that Nateal might be part of the meeting. When I inquired about the first man, Donald explained that he wanted to see me alone first. Nateal was to join us in a few hours.

"Since you wanted to see me alone, I assume there are some things you need to discuss," I said as soon as we sat down in his living room.

"Yes and some of them involve Nateal."

"Has he done something that concerns you?"

"Concern may not be the right word, but I am confused about how to handle some aspects of island tradition he has related to me."

"Their ways often seem odd. Mostly, I have found going with the flow is the best path. But if you are uncomfortable with things, maybe that won't work."

"I suppose I should just explain the situation. A couple of weeks ago he arranged a small get together in my honor. I guess it was an islander version of a bachelor party. It was Nateal and few of his friends. He did apologize for not being able to have any of my friends at the gathering. I am rather glad none of them were around considering what happened at the party." 

"Let me guess. There was sex involved," I said stating the obvious.

"Yes, after we drank some delicious alcohol made here on the island, his friends started striping. I suppose I looked somewhat confused. Nateal took me aside and explained in his way that an all male orgy was traditional before marriage. It seems that island men desire a great deal of cock play prior to marriage owing to the long years they are required to reserve their prowess for baby making after the wedding."

"That sounds like a reasonable supposition based on what I know of the island men. Did you reject the idea?"

"I was certain that it would have been a great insult to him and his friends and possibly all islanders to have rejected sex."

"That may be a bit dramatic. But it certainly would have baffled them. What happened?"

"A lot of cock sucking. I am pretty sure I sucked every one of Nateal's friend's cocks. I felt obligated in a way. I am not sure how many of them sucked mine. I was offered all of their asses also, but declined. They seemed to accept my preferring oral sex. Two couples did have anal sex during the party. Nateal was very enthusiastic about fucking one of the guys." 

"That must have been Bento," I interjected.

"How did you know?"

"It's a bit complicated, but Bento is basically, Nateal's boyfriend."

"That does seem complicated, but I think that can wait for another conversation."

"Sure, seems it may be off subject. So what has you troubled? Was the sex distasteful to you?"

"Not at all. In truth, I enjoyed it more than I imagined I could."

"May I ask whether it was the giving or the receiving you liked so much?"

"Both, these guys are really enthusiastic cock suckers. Much more so that any of the admittedly few guys I have experimented with," He explained before exclaiming wistfully, "Oh god their compact cocks felt good in my mouth!"

"They are fun to suck. Is that it? Does liking sucking cock bother you?"

"Hell no, look, what I am happily getting into. Besides, they weren't the first island men I blew. Alicia pretty much insisted I behave like an island man while here."

"Donald, that reminds me there is something I need to ask you about."

"If it is about you fucking Alicia, you don't need to ask. She told me she needs to be with you one last time at least. We have talked a lot about island life and her needs. I would never deny her anything."

"I am glad she told you."

"Oddly, me too. It is also very gratifying that she pledged not to fuck you if I forbid it."

"She wouldn't be a proper island woman if she fucked me behind your back, just as I would not be a proper island friend of yours if I did not speak to you about it in advance."

"I am glad you're my friend and that you can give so much pleasure to my Alicia."

"I am thrilled that she found such a wonderful man. Now what has you so concerned?"

"Nateal wanting to have sex with me," He blurted out.

"You didn't at the party?" I asked not hiding my surprise.

"No it seemed wrong having sex with my future brother."

"I can assure you that it is not a wrong on the island. Did you reject him?"

"Not exactly. During the party, I managed to avoid him. There may have been some inadvertent body contact, but nothing intentional, at least on my part."

"What about since the party?"

"I just put him off. I haven't said yes or no. I am not sure I can..."

"Fuck is the word they use on the island. They are plain speaking and you need to learn to be also."




They Are A-OK Ch. 38



"I know and I have learned it with Alicia, but, fuck I don't know if I will ever be that comfortable with their sexual openness and freedom. Will it be a terrible insult if I don't fuck Nateal?"

"I think it would cause him shame. What has he said?"

"He indicated that it was the first man's duty. I think it might be yours too."

"Would you object to having sex with me?"

"Yes and no. I find you very attractive and desirable. But I have never managed to keep a friendship with a guy afterward."

"I don't think it would fuck up our friendship. Tell me about the other island men you have been with."

"Now who is being indirect? Don't you mean the other island men I have fucked?"

"Well yes in the way the islanders see it. But to say fuck a man off the island more often means putting your cock in their ass, not oral. Fuck seems to mean sex of any kind to the islanders. I am not sure they really distinguish different acts. But they do talk of penetration at times."

"I see. Well other than the guys at the party, I have been with four island men. Only oral with one, I fucked three of them and one fucked me. Before you ask, I am not very into being fucked. He is only the second man I ever let do it. Both were out of curiosity. The first was a friend in college and we were both basically experimenting and did well I guess most stuff to each other a number of times. He had a fairly large cock and I never got past the pain. I figured a small islander cock might be different. It was in both a good and bad way. It didn't hurt and even felt a little pleasurable. But I guess he didn't reach my prostate as I never quite got that feeling I did with my friend in college. You know what I mean?"

"Yes, I know what you mean. Donald, we have spoken some about my sexuality, but you don't know it all. You can pretty much assume I have a great deal of experience in most sexual acts. How did you get stared with island men?"

"Like I said Alicia all but demanded I try things island men liked. The first island guy I was with was one of her teachers. She introduced him to me shortly after you all left the island the last time. He is in his forties, but looks younger to me. He definitely has the virility of a much younger man. He is a widower so all restrictions are off for him. He is a nice guy and very intellectual. He has been off the island to go to universities off and on and is working on his doctoral thesis. We had some great conversations at first.

At our fourth or fifth get together he pushed the idea of sex. He very simply said that he found me very desirable and asked if I wanted to fuck. I of course really didn't understand his meaning. When he explained that it did not mean him ramming a cock up my ass, I agreed to sex, mostly because I wanted to please Alicia. We undressed, got in bed and for the first time in my life I felt like I was making love with a man. Though my college friend and I included kissing in our explorations it never felt the way it did with Dominick. I enjoyed every minute of the slow gentle mutual oral exploration."

"Wow it sounds like you had a great time," I said happily.

"I did and we have had many more since. He was the first man here that I fucked. God he is the most appreciative lover I have ever known."

"So was it Dominick that led you to other men?"

"No. He encouraged me to broaden my horizons so to speak, but he was not the catalyst. My next partner came about in what I found a strange way. It was right after Duarte had his little session with me and proclaimed me potent. By the way think you for explaining that ritual. I am sure I would have reacted badly had it come as a surprise. Anyway Alicia's father introduced me to a young man, somewhere in his twenties, I guess. There was no doubt about the purpose of the introduction. We met in what appeared to be a gardener's work area. Duarte left me alone with this young man in a small cottage that seemed to have no other purpose than being a fuck shack."

Donald had clearly been taken to the Ortiz family secret hideaway. A picture of the tiny cottage where I had first fucked Nateal crystallized in my mind. I recalled the small well-worn sofa and the soft almost flickering light of the lantern as well as the way Nateal looked lying naked on the cottage's mattress. 

"Apt description," I offered.

"You've been there?"

"Yes with Nateal. So what happed in the cottage?"

I could see he wanted to ask about Nateal and me. However, he resisted and pressed on with his story. 

"This guy, Hector, just started stripping his clothes off."

I couldn't help but smile at the mention of Hector.

"Oh fuck, you know him?"

"Yes and he is not a true islander."

"I suspected as much when I saw the size of his cock. Anyway, I just watched fascinated as he got naked with what at the time was a complete stranger. As soon as he was naked he walked over to me and knelt down on the floor. He opened my pants and pulled them and my underwear down to the floor. I don't think I realized I was erect until he exposed my cock. That guy can really suck cock. I doubt I lasted five minutes before I was shooting cum down his throat."

"Yes he is a talented little deck hand. So did you return the favor?"

"Yes. After nearly collapsing on the floor following my orgasm, he helped me off with my clothes. Then we got onto, I guess you would call it a bed. We didn't kiss at all. We just went straight to a sixty-nine position. We laid side-by-side licking and sucking each other. I came twice more and he fed me a couple of thick loads. Before we left he told me that Duarte was wrong about me needing practice."

"Fucking Duarte pimped him to you?"

"I guess so. But the next time we got to together it was my doing. The yacht had gone out the day after Hector and I were together. By the time they came back and he had a multi-day fuck session with his wife it had been three weeks since I saw him. During that time I had only been with Dominick once. He had gone to the states to meet with his mentor. Anyway when I ran into Hector, I guess I was craving cock more than I realized. I quickly invited him to my cottage. This time I got naked and got on my knees. He came all over my face after I sucked him for at least twenty minutes maybe longer. John, I didn't even want him to reciprocate. I just wanted to keep sucking him. After his second orgasm he insisted on going down on me and then left after I came. Since then we have gotten together a few times mostly for a quick sixty-nine here and there."

"So is Hector the next guy you fucked?"

"No, that would be Salvatore, who works on the maintenance crew."

"I don't think I know him."

"He is young around twenty and very shy with girls. Not so shy with men once he gets to know them anyway. I would talk to him whenever I saw him. It seemed more and more he found work to do near my cottage, so we talked more and more. One day I asked him to come into my cottage to fix something. When he found out I really had a leaky faucet he looked devastated. After quickly fixing the problem he informed me that he had misunderstood and was disappointed that I didn't want to fuck him. I told him that I very much did want to fuck him. To my surprise we made a date for sex. The next night he was at my door at the appointed time. 

I was just out of the shower and hadn't bothered to dress. I greeted him in a robe which seemed to please him. On impulse I took off the robe and let him ogle me in the nude. That seemed to please him even more. He told me that I was a beautiful man. I suggested he take off his clothes and come to bed. He was naked in a flash and followed me to the bedroom. I was somewhat surprised that he did not want to kiss. Both Dominick and Hector seemed to really like kissing."

"Most of the island men find kissing, especially between men, to be more intimate than other sexual activities. They only kiss men with whom they have very special attraction or relationship."

"That explains some things. Anyway, after a fairly wild all over oral romp, he told me that he really wanted me inside him. He added that he was also scared since he had never had a non-island man penetrate him. Dominick had left a tube of lubricant in my cottage, which seemed to be a new concept to Salvatore. I told him I would be gentle and then had him get on his hands and knees. I worked his ass for a long time with the lube and my fingers until he felt pretty loose. Then I fucked him until we both came hard."

"Sounds like you enjoyed fucking him."

"Truth is a lot more than I wanted to admit at that point. I was beginning to worry about my growing desire for gay sex."

"Was your desire for Alicia or pussy in general waning?"

"Not at all; actually, it seemed the more sex I had the more I wanted."

"Was Salvatore a one-night stand?"

"Far from it. He was back the next night which is what led to me trying receiving anal again. I was with Alicia the next day. We fucked a couple of times and that left me pretty drained. But that didn't stop me from wanting Salvatore when I saw him working around my cottage. This time it was well past quitting time and he was free for recreation. Since he had been working outside all day and I had just come from fucking Alicia, I suggested we shower. We showered together and washed each other which was another first for me. After fooling around for awhile I realized that I wasn't going to get stiff enough to fuck him and asked him to fuck me. Even though he is really small I had him use the lube anyway. His little dick and the lube allowed him to ride me like I had a pussy. I found the experience interesting and fun, but as I said he just wasn't hitting the spot. The best part was the obvious pleasure it gave him."

I sensed that Donald felt he was missing something.

"You know if you want to know what it is like to cum from prostate stimulation without having to take a big cock up your ass, I can help you out."

"How so?"

"I am pretty good at using my finger to give pleasure."

"Oh, jesus," He gasped betraying the excitement he felt over the suggestion.

I just smiled at him.

"I am still not sure if it is wise to have sex with you," He told me in a confused sounding way.

"Ok then how about you finish your tale of island sex. Was there more with Salvatore? How did the fourth partner come about?"

"Salvatore and I have continued to fuck. Before you ask, both ways; like I said it is fun and I love knowing how good it makes him feel. A couple times I have fucked him after he fucked me. The fourth guy was a huge surprise. Salvatore has a much older brother Jerome. He is in his thirties and has been married for ten years. He and his wife have three children so he is free to be with other men now. I had only met him once, which is a big part of why what happened was so surprising. Jerome just showed up at my door one evening and told me that he had heard that I had a very larger cock and that it felt amazing to be fucked by me. He told me that he had never seen a non-island man's cock and that he would do anything I wanted if he could suck me and I would fuck him."

"Wow! I don't know if I will get completely use to these island men."

"Me either. But he was attractive and I was really curious so I invited him in. We talked for a long time before going to bed. He practically worshipped my body with his mouth. After I fucked him he wanted to cuddle up which was way different than his brother. When he recovered he asked if I was able to do it again in the same night because he really wanted more. I took him to the shower and we got nice and clean. There was another difference between him and his brother. He liked to kiss. We made out in the shower for awhile before returning to bed. He gave me oral sex until I was hard enough to fuck him and then I had a very long ride. I thought his ass was going to rip my dick off when he came."

"So are you still fucking all four of these guys?"

"I haven't been with Hector for weeks. Dominick and Salvatore are pretty regular partners. Jerome is less frequent, but very passionate."

"What about you and Alicia?"

"We fuck often, but she is happy I have playmates and tells me of her prenuptial adventures also."

"Well, it seems that you're well on your way to becoming an islander."

"So, John, do you think I should fuck Nateal?"

"Yes and if it will help we can make it a threesome. I have been with him and that is likely normal anyway for the groom and his attendants."

"Probably, but I think he wants a one-on-one with me."

"I would do whatever tradition dictates, unless it is too distasteful for you. Have you asked Dominick about wedding traditions?"

"Yes he confirms that it is generally a duty of the first man to provide sexual favors to the groom. He also explained that the first man is usually a close friend of the groom and one he has likely already fucked. Because of that he suggested that it wouldn't be as big an issue to deny Nateal if I was too uncomfortable."

"I may know Nateal better and I think it would be a big blow to him."

"Then I shall blow him!" Donald declared and laughed at his own pun.

"Good, now about you and me. Your stories have me horny as shit. What say you get past your silly fears of ruining our friendship and show me your bedroom?"

He smiled, stood up and offered me his hand. I took his hand and let him lead me into his bedroom. As soon as we were there I pulled him into my arms and kissed him deeply. 

"Don't worry; I like you too much to fuck up our friendship. On top of that I want you too much to give up what I think will be great sex."

We kissed again and began to undress each other. By the time the last of our clothes hit the floor we were both rock hard. He looked startled when I grabbed both our dicks and stroked them as one.

"Oh fuck, that feels good! I guess there are still more first in my future," He moaned.

"I love cock to cock contact," I whispered in his ear after putting my arm around his waist. 

I guided him to the bed and we climbed in together. We lay side-by-side kissing, letting our warm bare flesh rub together. After a time I pushed him onto his back and slowly kissed my way down his body. I lingered in several spots, enjoying the gasps and moans of his pleasure. When I reached his cock, his mushroom was already covered in oozing precum. I lapped it up causing him to squirm on the bed. I moved my tongue down his thick shaft, tracing a large vein. When I reached the base I was able to take both of his surprisingly small smoothly shaved balls into my mouth. He cooed as I suckled on his precious sack. 

"Jesus man, you're fucking amazing!" He declared.

I let his balls slip from my lips and lifted them with my fingertips. I found his perineum with the tip of tongue. From his reaction I thought it might be the first time he had ever been licked below his nuts. Then I remembered that I had taught Alicia to do it to me, so I was sure she would have done it to him. He later told me that he had always been hypersensitive there. After torturing him for a few minutes by licking that small area, I went back to his throbbing shaft. I kissed and licked my way up his cock and then swallowed his cock head. I teased his cock with my tongue as I took him all the way to the back of my throat. 

After deep throating him for awhile, I could sense he was nearing the point of no return. I let go his cock and gave his balls one last kiss before turning back around. We were again face to face. He was grinning like the Cheshire Cat. I caressed his cheek and glanced down toward my crotch. I wanted to guide him without telling him what to do. I wasn't sure how he would take to being told to suck my cock. As it turned out that was exactly what he wanted.

"John, I am totally blown away by you and have a feeling I can't quite explain. I want you to...er...direct me."

"Then call me sir and show me how good a cock sucker you are!" I demanded.

"Yes sir," He squeaked and swung his body around.

He kissed my dripping cock head tentatively.

"God sir, I don't know if I can please you. You're so good and I have so little practice. Please teach me," He stammered in a tone that conveyed both excitement and fear.

"Donald, relax, just start by sticking your tongue out and licking my cock," I said in a gentle tone that I hoped would be calming.

He licked the precum from my cock head and then began tracing the veins on my shaft. He actually seemed very practiced at cock licking. I assumed that he had learned his technique by emulating one of his island lovers. I doubted that his college friend and he had ever been that tender with each other.

After awhile I barked, "Don't forget my balls!"

He immediately moved from my dick to my cum laden nuts. Donald was just as practiced and talented at tongue bathing scrotums as he was licking cock. 

"Damn babe, you sure as hell have nothing to worry about in the talent department," I sighed as he moved his tongue behind my sack. 

I spread my legs and lifted my ass to give him easier access. He didn't hesitate to begin rimming me. 

"Oh god, yes! Lick my hole like a little slut!"

My words seemed to spur him on. I felt him pushing the tip of his tongue into my anus. I pushed back until I felt his lips pressed against me. I was surprised how deeply he had put his tongue into my ass. After a few minutes my desire to fuck his mouth exceeded my desire to continue having him lick my hole.

"Time to suck my cock," I moaned in growl-like tone.

He quickly kissed his way back up my shaft.

"Sir, you are so big. I am not sure I can take it all," He lamented.

"It will be easier if you get on your knees," I suggested.

He crawled off the end of the bed and moved to sit in front of him. He looked up at me and I could see the uncertainty in his eyes.

"Don't worry, you are going to take it all and you're going to love the feeling," I said as I put my hand on the back of his head.

I guided his mouth to my throbbing cock and instructed him to open his mouth and relax. He slipped his lips slowly down my cock. I gave gentle instructions about tongue placement and keeping his teeth off my flesh. Since I knew that he had sucked Hector's cock, I knew that mine was not the biggest piece of meat he ever had in his mouth. I did not know about his past partners so I had no idea if mine was the thickest cock however as I had more girth than Hector. 

"Relax and swallow a little when it hits the back of your throat," I said softly as I pushed head toward me.

His eyes relayed his concern but he did not resist me. He managed to take just a bit into his throat before gagging slightly. I pulled back far enough to allow him to recover. I again spoke to him in a soft voice offering suggestions to relax his reflex. I pushed my cock in again and he held it a bit longer before he started to gag. On the third try I reminded him to breath through his nose. He ended up doing surprising well for the first time having his mouth fucked and in the end happily swallowed every drop of cum I fed him. When my orgasm subsided, I had him stand up and deep throated him to orgasm. When he came he nearly collapsed on the floor. I managed to guide him into bed and we lay panting with our naked bodies entwined.

"So are we still friends?" I asked after awhile.

"Oh fuck, I hope so; friends with great benefits," He replied.

I smiled and kissed him before asking when Nateal was due to arrive. It turned out that he was going to be there in less than a half-hour. We showered quickly and were dressed just in time to greet him. The three of us talked for a time about wedding preparations and the jobs of the groom's attendants. I was surprised that sex didn't come up considering how certain Donald had been about it being a duty of the groom's attendants. After well over an hour I decided to move the conversation in that direction.




They Are A-OK Ch. 38



"Nateal, what are our duties as far as fucking Donald?" I asked bluntly.

"John, as usual, I am a bit confused about your meaning when you say fuck. I know it has a different meaning in your world. But the first man is fully available to the groom. Traditionally, the second man would also engage in some sexual activity with the groom and the first man or the groom alone."

"What exactly does it mean for the first man to be fully available?" I asked mostly for Donald's benefit. 

"Well, I guess this is complicated somewhat in this situation. Normally, the first man would be a close friend of the groom. For example when I marry next year, Bento will be my first man. Um, so we would most certainly be together in an er..., well I guess you would say very intimate way," Nateal explained nervously. 

"So as Donald's first man, do you believe tradition demands that you have the same level of intimacy with him that you have had in the past with Bento?"

"I am not really sure of what is demanded and there is no one I can ask, but yes I believe it would be proper for Donald and me to be very intimate," He elaborated.

"Would you include kissing and penetration as a part of that?" I asked even though I already knew the answer.

"Yes," He said barely above a whisper.

"Must this time be just between the two of you?"

"I don't know. But what does it matter, I think that he does not have any interest in fucking me," Nateal confessed sadly.

"That is not so," Donald insisted. "I think you're a beautiful young man and very desirable. But I am new here and things that may be common on the island are sometime contrary to the way things have always been in my world."

"I know that, but I also know that you have fucked other men here. So it must be that I am undesirable to you," Nateal said as tears filled his eyes.

I knew that his sorrow was magnified by the thought that Donald was lying to him. Truth was very important to the islanders.

"No, it is not about desirability. It is that you will be my brother soon." Donald insisted.

Nateal looked stunned. I too found the use of the word brother puzzling. I knew the islanders did not have that concept even though Donald would be considered to be a son by Duarte, he would not be considered a true brother to Nateal. The islanders had no taboo about fucking.

"So, are you saying in your home it is forbidden for us to fuck like it is forbidden for me to fuck Alicia?" Nateal asked hesitantly.

"Well no, not exactly," Donald replied clearly groping for an explanation of his feelings.

"Nateal, I think it is just something that would be considered, unusual or odd in our society. Even for men who enjoy fucking other men. Would you agree Donald?" I interjected.

"Well yes, but in my family's tradition it would be more than unusual. I have two sisters who are married as does my father. All of those men are as close as if they were related by blood. It would feel wrong to even imagine sex with them. Of course part of that is the knowledge that it would hurt my sister or aunt to do so. I suppose Alicia would not be bothered by Nateal and I being intimate," Donald explained clearly trying to work the whole thing out in his mind.

"I am sure she thinks that you two have already fucked given the traditions of the island," I offered.

"Donald, I do not want you to go against a taboo. Maybe, tradition could be satisfied if John sat in for me as he will with Alicia at the wedding," Nateal suggested brightly. 

"Maybe," Donald agreed clearly considering the whole of the matter, "But I do not want to hurt your feelings or go against the island traditions. I have pledged to become a man of the island. If I am to be true to that pledge I must learn to accept the differences that entails."

"Perhaps we would not have to be so intimate to satisfy tradition. As it is things are not as they would be for one who was born of the island. You and I are not close friends and I am truly sorry you could not have had this time with a close friend. But ...."

Nateal clearly did not know how to express the suggestion that was on his mind.

"Nateal, are you really sincere that you would prefer I share this experience with a close friend?" Donald asked.

"Of course, but you said that there is no one who would understand island traditions," Nateal replied looking even more confused.

"I have discovered that I do have a close friend that understands and accepts island traditions. But I do not want to hurt or shame you be naming a new first man at this point," Donald admitted.

"It would be no shame. You must have this friend come here at once!" Nateal insisted.

"He is here," Donald said and turned toward me.

I was more surprised than Nateal.

"Then it is perfect, John shall be first man and I shall be second man," Nateal said without a hint of sorrow in his tone. 

"You are going to be a great man, Nateal," Donald said as he walked toward the beaming young man.

I watched happily as they hugged. A minute later Donald turned toward me and asked if I would excuse them. He said that they needed some time alone. I was happy to give them the time and told them I needed to attend to some first man duties anyway. I knew that my new position meant I was going to have ample alone time with Donald in the near future. If I understood Nateal correctly we were practically required to fuck each other. 

Donald took Nateal to the bedroom and I left. Later I learned that they had a long session of sucking each other's cocks. On that day a new tradition was born between those two. It was a part of a bond between them that lasted the rest of Donald's life. They became brothers with benefits. When wives were pregnant they blew each other. Later when enough offspring were produced they continued to the tradition. As far as I know they never once kissed or fucked; they just sucked each other's cocks.



They Are A-OK Ch. 39



Note: I post this in gay male so as not to offend any straight men that would read it if I posted as group sex or some other category. My regular readers know that my characters have complex sex lives that do not easily fit into neat boxes.

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Two days after the talk with Nateal I was back in Donald's bed, consummating my position as first man so to speak. After a lot of full body contact and exploration with both hands and mouths, I encouraged him to fuck me. Later, I wondered why I decided that he should be the one to be on top the first time we did anal. There really was no single reason. Part of it was that I felt it was an obligation as first man to offer my ass to him. But probably more important was that I really want to be fucked that day.

Most of the men in my life are bottoms. Though Zack had fucked me a few times it was a rare event and something that never occurred to him to initiate. Adam had become so subservient to me in the bedroom that I doubt he could have managed to keep an erection long enough to get his dick inside me. The only one of my fellow councilmen that really pushed the idea of fucking my ass was Terry and he was mostly too busy fucking pledges. Julia did me with a strap-on a couple of times, but that didn't do much for either of us. She preferred me to put my cock up her ass over her fucking mine and I preferred a warm live cock to a lifeless piece of plastic. So it had been several months since my last fucking and as the doc had told me when I was a pledge, I enjoyed it more than I ever admitted to others. 

Though Donald was rather clumsy in his technique, I came hard as he drove his cock deep into my ass. He was unable to speak for almost ten minutes after he pumped his thick jizz into my bowels. Though it left me sore, I was very glad that I had urged him to fuck me. As we lay in his bed talking later he told me that he wanted to return the favor and asked if I was free the next night. Like a good island man would, I explained that I had a date with his fiancée the next night. I had already had a difficult conversation with Julia over my plans. Alicia had asked me to spend the entire night with her. 

It was an important pre-matrimonial ritual for island women. Most would go off for a night with a man they considered special for some reason. They were not always former lovers as was the case with us. Some would choose an older man who was important in their lives, such as a teacher. Playmates from youthful explorations were also common. Alicia had decided our night would be spent in a tent on the secluded beach where we fucked many times and her father had tested my potency. Julia accepted the idea in principle but was still a bit unhappy with the arrangement. My sincere offer to deny Alicia's request definitely eased her mind over the idea. 

Donald was very easy to talk to about my being with Alicia. He knew that she was engaging in a number of sexual liaisons during the week of separation as it is known on the island. But he had chosen not to be told the details, so he had no idea about the all night fuck session. He again assured me that he was fully supportive of Alicia's pre-wedding needs. I promised that I would give him a good fucking before the wedding. I knew it would be a few days before I could honor that promise. I had to make up my absences to Julia and Zack. In addition, Adam was scheduled to arrive on the island sometime during the night I was to spend with Alicia. I knew that I would need time and energy to fuck him. 

The next day Zack and Julia told me that they were going to stay in bed and fuck while I took care of some first man duties regarding wedding preparation. I knew their purpose was to make me jealous which they were not wholly unsuccessful in doing, but not because they would be fucking. I absolutely loved being with the two of them and felt a touch of disappointment over missing out on the fun. However, I just told them to have fun and headed off for a meeting with Carmella.

The wedding was to be held in the gardens of the main house. Already the staff was busy rearranging things and setting up tents to protect from sun and any stray showers that occurred. Nateal joined his mother and me in the garden to work out the final details. In addition, to every citizen of the island, there were outside guests coming. Adam was extremely fond of Alicia and had insisted that her wedding should be the finest the island had ever seen. I was certain that if Adam had been straight, I never would have had the chance to propose to Alicia, because he would have married her. He told me one evening that taking her virginity was not just a duty to him as it was with most island girls he fucked. I wanted to ask him why he was going to let her become a whore considering his feelings. But I decided that was a question better left unasked. 

I spent most of the day with Carmella and Nateal working out the final details. When we were done Nateal asked to see me alone. He thanked me for helping with Donald and taking over first man duties. Then he told me how much fun he had with his future brother. I ended up sucking his cock. I would have fucked him but I wanted to save as much energy as possible for my night with Alicia. When I explained to Nateal he seemed to fully understand why I did not want to fuck. He told me that we should not do anything to lesson his sister's pleasure on such a special night. He spoke almost reverently about the evening ritual. For the first time I felt some pressure about the night. Clearly, it was a major deal in the bride's life; much more than a last fling. I hoped I could make it special for her.

When I returned to the house and my room to get ready for my date I was surprised to find Julia and Zack in the middle of an enthusiastic fuck. It was almost as if they had watched for me out the window and then got busy as a show for my benefit. I didn't know if that was the case or not since I chose not to comment on what I had walked in on. They were both naked; Julia was on her hands and knees on the bed. Zack was plowing into her pussy from behind like an out of control jackhammer. Since they were facing away from the door, they did not notice me come in at first. This gave me a chance to watch them fuck like I was a fly on the wall. 

"Oh fuck yes! Give me all of that cock!" Julia demanded.

"Yeah, that hot cunt needs it!" He barked and smacked her ass.

I took a seat in a chair near the door and watched almost mesmerized by the action. Zack was acting very different than he did when the three of us fucked. He was aggressive and demanding. I could see red marks on Julia's hips and knew that he had been spanking her hard while riding her. Julia who had never hidden how much she liked fucking Zack was far more animated than I had seen her with him before. I tried to recall if they had fucked doggie-style when I was around. I was pretty sure it had only happened a few times and when it did she was on her hands and knees sucking my cock. More often it would be me pounding her from behind while he was licking my balls or being sucked.

"Oh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" She wailed suddenly.

Zack had to grab her hips hard and hold on as she began thrashing about in the throes of a powerful orgasm. He was grinding his cock deep into her cunt as he dug his fingers into her hips to avoid being thrown off. In a few seconds his cries of ecstasy melded with hers. I watched as his ass clinched with each spurt of cum he shot into her body. A minute later, I stood and applauded. When they turned back, the looks on their faces showed genuine surprise. They clearly were not fucking for my benefit.

"You going to join us, baby?" Julia asked as Zack got off her and plopped onto his back.

"Wish I could, but I need to hit the shower and get ready for tonight. Fuck you two look so hot," I replied as I ogled my two lovers who were laying naked on display. "Have you guys been fucking since I left?"

"Sort of," Zack said impishly. "We took a break for lunch though."

I smiled and walked over to the bed. Then I gave each of them a deep kiss and told them how much I loved them. They returned the sentiment. I felt very lucky as I went off to the shower. When I returned to the room after showering and dressing they were still in bed, naked, uncovered. They were cuddled up and I felt torn. That was when I realized that my desires for Alicia were actually gone. I was going to fulfill an obligation not some need of my own. I went over and sat on the bed next to Zack. I reached over him and touched Julia.

"You two need to know something about tonight," I started softly.

"It is ok, you don't have to..." Julia tried to interject.

"I know but I want to. In many ways I am an islander now. This thing tonight is not about where I would prefer to be. It is a part of a culture that I am embracing. It is a duty to that culture and to someone I owe more than I can explain. Seeing you two lying here like this, makes me want to rip off my clothes, crawl in bed and never leave." 

"Damn, that's hot!" Zack exclaimed.

"I love you, John. More than I once believed I ever could love anyone. You're perfect; this life we are making is perfect. Go do you duty, have fun, baby," Julia said sincerely.

Having taken the time to watch Julia and Zack fuck caused me to leave a bit later than I planned. Alicia had asked that I meet her on the beach shortly after sunset. I planned to leave the house in time to navigate the winding paths through the tropical paradise while there was still enough daylight to maintain my bearings. The delay meant I needed a flashlight to help guide me over the familiar terrain. The foliage canopy over the paths made late afternoon seem almost as dark as twilight. When I reached the spot where the path spilled onto the expansive white sand beach, the sun was already very low in the sky. It appeared to be a blazing orange ball perched on an invisible ledge just over the horizon. Vivid colors spilled over the sea. Gentle waves lapping at the shoreline brought the magnificent hues to the white sands. 

On the beach was a large white tent that reminded me of something one might see in an epic movie set in the Arabian Desert. I could easily imagine a sultan sitting inside conferring with his generals about an upcoming battle. The tent was ringed with torches that were already aglow with dancing firelight. The tent faced toward the sea. I dropped the flashlight and stood, somewhat awestruck by the amazing beauty of scene. As I stood there watching the glowing ball of fire slowly descend below the horizon, I did not notice the young couple approaching from behind. Nateal touched me on the shoulder, causing me to jump. 

"I am sorry to have surprised you, John," He said in what seemed a subservient tone.

"Don't be, I was just lost in the beauty of the beach and sunset," I replied.

"It is an amazing place," The young woman with Nateal offered.

"John this is my wife to be, Vidonya," Nateal said proudly. "She is here to attend to Alicia and I will be attending to you."

I wondered if there was something about the evening that I had not been told, but chose to go with the flow. The couple was dressed alike. Each wore a wrap-around skirt like thing below their waist and nothing else. Vidonya was darker skinned than Nateal and had distinct Polynesian-like features. Her breasts were pert and though small seemed large on her diminutive body. Her hair was almost pure black and hung straight down her back. When she later walked in front of me I saw that the tendril-like tips reached to the top of her alluringly shapely ass. She had small dark areolas framing prominent pink-hued nipples. Her eyes were as dark as her hair and seemed to draw me in. Her demure shy smile completed a look that I knew would captivate most people. I wanted her instantly and could not help ogling her enticing body. 

"Nateal can you explain what you mean by attending?" I decided to ask.

Vidonya excused herself and walked toward the tent. 

"There is not really much for us to do. Our role is mostly ceremonial. A thing left over from history. It is an honor to be chosen for these roles."

"But will you two actually be doing? Will you be with us when we fuck?" I asked feeling odd about the arrangements. 

"No certainly not. Tonight is a very special and private time for you and Alicia. About all I have left to do for you is help you dress. I think that Vidonya has already finished with Alicia's preparation and only has to formally present her to you."

"Why are Vidonya's breasts bared if she is not to be involved in sex?" I asked unable to resist referring to the beautiful girl's state of dress.

"These are the traditional dress of the attendants," He explained as he guided me to another tent I had not seen at the tree line to our right. "Does it bother you that she is exposed to your eyes?"

"No, quite the opposite. She is beautiful and it is very pleasurable to see her so exposed," I told him honestly as we entered the tent. "You're a lucky man to be marrying her."

"I am very lucky and also very pleased that you find her attractive. Perhaps you will fuck her before we marry."

The calm matter-of-fact nature of his offering to let me fuck his fiancée threw me off balance, even knowing the islanders attitude toward sex. He told me to undress so that I could don my traditional outfit. I stripped bare while he watched. He did not hide the fact that he was enjoying watching me take off my clothes. It was one of the few times in my life that I felt strange taking my clothes off in front of someone. I had expected to be given the same skirt-like wrap to wear. However, Nateal had a completely different style of garb for me. Mine was a white linen robe somewhat reminiscent of a kaftan. The difference being that the top was open exposing my chest, the sleeves were short and the bottom reached only to the middle of my calf. 

My first thought was how good it felt having my cock and balls hanging free under the dress-like garment. Nateal surprised me when he told me that he thought I was very handsome in the traditional attire. I told him that I was very pleased that he was chosen as my attendant and that seeing him in his outfit made me want to fuck him. He blushed and giggled and then told me that would have to wait for another day. It was time for the start of whatever.

He led me across the beach to the front of the tent. I was instructed to wait outside. By then the sun had disappeared. The moon had not yet risen so the only light came from the ring of flickering torches. A few minutes after entering the tent Nateal emerged with Vidonya at his side. She was totally naked. He still wore his ceremonial skirt. There was enough light for me to drink in her beauty and neither of them seemed to mind the way I was looking at her. I would have expected to see a mass of dark hair around her cunt, but she was shaved or waxed bare. I somewhat wished that there was a group sex involved in the ceremony. I had a great desire to taste her smooth, sweet young pussy. 

"Greetings, Alicia awaits you anxiously," She said in a sweet voice and knelt at my feet.

She took my right hand and softly kissed each of my fingers.

"My future husband has told me much of you. He praises you and his tales have filled me with an undeniable curiosity," She said haltingly.

I looked down at her smiling, wondering where things were heading.

"I am sure Nateal exaggerates when he speaks of me," I tried to convince her.

"I know he only speaks truth to me. We share a great love and bond. It is for this reason that I wish to request something of you."

"Please ask, if it is something I can provide, I will do so with joy," I assured her.

Nateal looked on clearly nervous for her.

"I have never seen a man not of the island unclothed. Would you grant me permission to look under your robe before I present Alicia to you?"

I reached down and took the cloth in my hands. Then I slowly raised the material to expose myself to the curious island girl. Her eyes grew wide and she leaned closer to examine my genitals. I wanted to suggest that she touch them, but feared that might cross a line. In another few seconds she thanked me and I let the robe fall back down. 

"I will be happy to give you a longer viewing at another time," I said as I helped her to her feet.

"If you fuck her, would it stretch her?" Nateal asked seeming to be suddenly concerned.

"I don't think it would cause any permanent change in her body," I reassured him before addressing Vidonya. "I would consider it a great honor to fuck you if you would find that desirable."

"Nateal knows that I am very curious about what it would be like to fuck a man like you. Now that I have seen your cock I truly desire it. If he agrees it would be an honor for me also."

Nateal didn't say anything. I assumed it was a matter they needed to discuss in private. 

"Alicia awaits us. We should begin," Vidonya said sounding official.

She went to Nateal and removed his covering. They stood as a couple as if on display for my eyes.

"Forgive me, I have not been instructed on the proper actions," I said feeling embarrassed by my lack of knowledge.

"I am sorry, John. I should have talked to you about this night. I thought Alicia or someone had given you some instruction."

"All I really know is that we are to spend the entire night here fucking."

"That is the basic idea. However, there are a few ritual things that are done beforehand. It is traditional that you approach and touch the attendants before we enter the bride's ceremonial home."

It wasn't until the next morning when Alicia and I lay talking that I learned that the bride lives in the tent for the last two weeks before marriage. Only men who were properly presented to her for sex, their attendants and her female friends could enter. Grooms are not allowed to even see the outside of the tent. They only meet at neutral sites if they chose to see each other. Alicia and Donald had their pre-wedding conjugal visits in the gardener's shed where I first fucked Nateal.

"Touch how?" I asked as I approached the couple.

"As intimately as you chose, but it is not required if you are uncomfortable."

"I very much want to touch you both."

I fondled her breasts while caressing his smooth chest. Then I slid one hand down each of their bodies. As I caressed her bare sex I let the tip of my finger casually enter her damp pussy. With my other hand I gently fondled Nateal's balls causing his cock to grow. Vidonya seemed fascinated watching me fondle his balls. As men kept such things private, I was fairly certain that she had never seen him engage in any sexual contact with another man. It was equally likely that she had never seen him with another woman though it was possible that they had played in a group. She sighed and I slipped my finger deeper into her pussy and began to stroke his erection. Her eyes were glued on his cock and my hand. When I moved my thumb to her clit she gasped. Neither tried to stop me, but still I wasn't sure how far I was permitted to go.

"Is this alright?" I asked as I moved my thumb around Nateal's already leaking cock head and started finger fucking his future bride.

"Yes," He moaned.

I felt my cock growing rigid under my robe. Vidonya bucked slightly and began grinding against my hand. Using his precum for lube I pumped Nateal's small cock in my fist and then slid a second finger into Vidonya's cunt. She watched intently as his cock began to erupt in my hand. Then she cried out as she came on my fingers. When it was done, Nateal grabbed the skirt he no longer wore and cleaned his cum and her juices from my hands. Then he lovingly cleaned the juices that were dripping down her thighs.




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"Thank you, I have longed to witness a man give Nateal pleasure. We could not ask an island man for such a thing and did not know how to ask you," Vidonya informed me.

"When you want her, she will repay you in anyway you chose for giving us this gift," Nateal told me.

"Payment is not necessary. I enjoyed myself. Vidonya, I hope we fuck someday soon but not as a reward for giving you something so easy to give. Also, if there are other things you're curious about and Nateal agrees I would be happy to help give that also."

I was fairly certain they both knew what I was talking about. Happily, no one pressed the issue that evening. Nateal bowed his head and wished me a happy night. Vidonya led me into Alicia's tent. The only light was the soft glow of a battery powered camping lantern. My former fiancée lay upon a bed made of piles of fabric and filled with plush pillows. It was far more comfortable looking than the bed she had in her parent's home. She was nude save for elaborate decorations that had been painted on her flesh. As I looked down at her she lay smiling, but not speaking. Suddenly more light filled the tent. Nateal was opening flaps that allowed the light of the torches to enter the canvas house. 

"Alicia hopes that you find her pleasing and will take much pleasure this evening," Vidonya said in a way that told me she had rehearsed every carefully spoken syllable. 

I started to tell Alicia that she was beautiful. Vidonya stopped me and told me to speak only to her.

"Until I depart she is not allowed to speak or be addressed," I was informed.

"She is very pleasing to my eyes. Did you decorate her?" I asked curious about the details of the ceremony.

"I helped, yes. It took several of her friends to create her look for you. I can say no more of that however. It is a private thing for island women," She explained.

I nodded and then she asked, "May I touch you?"

I agreed and to my surprise she opened my robe and began to fondle my cock while Alicia watched. As my cock grew hard in one woman's hand I looked down on the one I had assumed I would be fucking that evening. With the increased light I could see the decorations on her skin more clearly. Along the insides of her silky thighs were painted tropical vines. A myriad of small variously hued flowers popped open between the rich green leaves. The base of a small palm began at her naval. The tree grew up her body and burst into foliage over her breasts. An island song bird appeared to be perched above her left nipple. A coral snake was slithering over the leaf that graced her right tit. Above her pussy a dolphin leapt from the sea. Later I would find that mosaic hand prints graced her luscious ass cheeks and her back was alive with a menagerie of sea creatures. After stimulating my cock, Vidonya knelt and kissed my hip. 

"Alicia is yours now. Our tradition and her desire are for her to give you anything you want. She will deny you nothing," Vidonya informed me as she stood up.

"What of her wants, am I bound by any traditional duties?" I asked feeling clueless about the evening.

"Your only duty is to take pleasure from the bride. It is the last time an island woman can give herself freely to a man other than her husband. From tomorrow forward he will be the only one who has that honor."

I had known for a long time that island life was very patriarchal. Fathers held complete dominion over their children and husbands all but owned their wives sexually. Elder men were given great honor, respect and deference. But each time male domination was expressed so plainly I was taken aback. Perhaps it is just the paradoxical nature of island sexuality being open and free juxtaposed with this male domination that so surprises me. Alicia will be free to engage in lesbian affairs throughout her marriage. Once she has born all the children society and her husband demand she may again fuck other men. Yet she will always be required to do anything her husband demands of her sexually or otherwise. Her society not only condones but expects that her husband will punish her physically. But none of that matter at that moment. I had come there for her pleasure not mine.

"So she doesn't have the right to ask things of me?" I asked feeling incredulous at the idea that I had been brought to that setting just to use her for my pleasure.

"She may ask anything of you, but there is no expectation that you comply with her requests. Agreeing to her desires is your choice. It will no doubt make her night happy if you give as much as you get, but she will be fulfilled by your taking pleasure alone. Now I must go. Enjoy your night."

She turned and left. I turned back to Alicia, who still had not spoken. She remained silent as I crawled onto her makeshift bedding. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her deeply. My cock throbbed against her thigh as our flesh seemed to meld. After a couple of minutes she pulled away and lay on her back with her legs spread. It was a clear invitation to take her. She seemed to have read my mind. The combination of having masturbated our attendants and then having Vidonya fondled me while I looked upon my alluring bedmate had me more than ready to fuck. But to me the night was still about her.

"Are you asking me to fuck you?" I asked softly as I pressed my body against her side.

"Yes, fuck me, take pleasure from my body. I want to make you happy, fill your need," She moaned seductively.

"But what of you, you can't yet be ready for my cock to enter you," I protested.

"My pussy is prepared. I am ready and want you as much as I sense you want me," She said and guided my hand to her smooth crotch.

I parted the folds of flesh guarding her cunt and discovered that she was wet and ready for my cock. I climbed atop her and easily found my target. My cock slid deep into her welcoming pussy.

"How were you prepared?" I asked as I began to gently hump her.

"My attendant pleasured me with her fingers and mouth to make my body ready to give you pleasure," She panted.

"Did you cum?" I asked as I increased the pace of my thrusts in response to the growing excitement caused by the picture of Vidonya eating Alicia's pussy I conjured up.

"Yes, to make me ready for you. But it would not have mattered. As soon as I saw you naked and ready for me my pussy flooded anew. I have craved your cock and ached for your touch."

Though I knew that I should try to squelch her feelings for me, I could not. I fucked her harder, pleased that she still wanted me so. Each time I went deep and my cock head pressed into her cervix she squealed passionately. Though I had spoken the truth to Julia and Zack about duty, I knew I was wrong. I was in that tent because I wanted to fuck Alicia. I had missed her too. I loved Julia more than I had ever loved Alicia, but there was a connection between my island lover and me that I knew was unbreakable. Her pussy began to tighten on my cock. The warm, wet walls of her cunt massaged my shaft as I rammed my manhood in and out of her body. She called my name as her orgasm took hold. I filled her cunt with my seed. When it was over all we could do was lay side-by-side panting.

When she could speak, Alicia suggested we swim. But I wanted to talk first. I was worried about the feelings she was expressing. I knew that Donald loved her deeply, far more deeply than I could imagine. He was giving up everything he had ever known for her. It wasn't fair for her to give any less to him.

"Alicia, you must not continue to harbor feelings for me," I started to lecture her.

She stopped me by placing her fingers on my lips.

"John, do not worry. I no longer love you. Donald has my heart fully. But you will always be important to me. I will always care deeply for you. There is no doubt that my cunt will always crave your cock and my body your touch. I know that is not love, please understand."

Oddly, I did understand. I had just had my own revelations regarding my desire for sex with her. There was something between us that I could not explain. It wasn't love and it did not affect our feelings for others. But I pressed for greater understanding.

"Doesn't Donald satisfy you? He is like me, not of the island. Surely his cock fills your pussy as well."

"He more than satisfies me. When we fuck there is no other I think of or would be with. My desire for you is unrelated to him. If it were a choice he would win easily. But happily, I did not have to choose. I can have this night with you and not diminish what I have with him. Maybe, someday, when I am again free to be with men other than Donald you and I will fuck again. But for now and maybe forever, I wanted this night to again know the joy of fucking you. That is all I was saying."

I almost told her that I loved her, but knew that would completely confuse her. I felt the same as she did. I was glad we had both found great true loves. But I knew the bond would always be there and if I could I would fuck her again. So I said nothing. Instead I stood and lifted her into my arms. I carried her out of the tent and walked slowly to the shoreline. I could see her beaming smile in the light of the newly risen moon. When we reached the gently breaking waves I set her on her feet. We walked hand in hand into the warm sea.

I always found it odd that I would never consider going into the sea at night when I was in the states, but had no fear of the dark waters when on the island. There was also the skinny dipping aspect. I had never gone into the sea unclothed except on the island. What would have been foreign at the beach at home seemed the natural thing on the island. I had swum naked in private pools many of times and once at a secluded lake house. It was a far more liberating thing for me on the island. 

When we were waist deep I heard the unmistakable sound of a young woman in the throes of a deep orgasm. When I turned to the beach, I of course saw no one. Alicia and I were alone. But I did not believe I was imagining the sounds. Then a deeper voice cried out passionately. Alicia took my hand.

"I am glad it is my brother and his future bride that is sharing our night," She told me.

Nateal and Vidonya were somewhere on the dark beach. Whatever they were doing clearly was bringing them both great pleasure.

"Vidonya has been a close friend to me for many years. For her to end up being the wife of my brother is a wonderful thing. She will soon forever be my sister," Alicia explained exuberantly. 

"Have you and she been intimate many times?" I asked feeling both curious and turned on by the idea.

"Yes, she is one of the few women that I truly enjoy..."

She trailed off as if she didn't know the words to express what she enjoyed doing with Vidonya. I didn't press because I had another question to ask. One I feared might be difficult for her.

"Is it usual for a brother to be one of the attendants on this night?"

"No, but it worked well in this case. There was no other choice for me other than Vidonya. For you Nateal seemed well suited though you may have preferred another. I know that you have fucked other island men. I am sorry I did not offer you a choice. I liked the idea of them staying and fucking as we fucked."

"You have no reason to be sorry. I think Nateal was the best choice for me. Do the attendants always fuck too?" I asked as I watched the top of the waves dance over her tits.

"I don't think so. It is not part of the tradition, but since they are a couple it seemed right."

"I am very happy," I said and took her into my arms.

As we kissed another question came into my head. 

"Alicia, didn't you feel uncomfortable being nude in front of your brother?" I asked because of my curiosity over the strange rules about incest on the island. 

She looked at me as if it was a foolish question.

"Of course not. We are brother and sister. We have seen each other naked all our lives. Families do not hide their bodies from each other."

I knew that there was little modesty on the island, but had not considered that family members routinely were naked with each other. She had fucked Greg because they weren't really related. But the idea that families did not practice modesty was the hardest to grasp.

"Does that include parents and children? Does you father see you naked; your mother see Nateal?"

"Yes, John. You have seen our home. There is little privacy and we have been swimming as a family. It is not dirty! Nudity does not mean fucking!" She insisted clearly becoming upset"

"I am sorry; I did not mean to suggest it was bad. I just want to know everything about island life. I want to be more of the island. I hope that I can live here and raise my family here someday. There are so many new things I discover and I need to ask questions to understand."

"Ok, but could we talk another day?"

"Of course, let's go back to the tent and fuck again."

As we walked out of the ocean, Nateal and Vidonya stood up. They began to run toward us and the sea. Alicia stopped me and asked that we wait to greet them before going back to the tent. Even though I knew they had just been fucking the pair seemed so innocent running naked across the white sand. I envied their totally carefree ways. When they reached us they wore broad smiles. Natal kissed his sister on the cheek and I followed his example by kissing Vidonya's cheek. When we changed places and I gave Nateal a very chaste kiss on the cheek, the women exchanged a deep open mouth kiss. 

"Did fucking my sister please you?" Nateal asked as if he was speaking to a customer about an important purchase.

"Very much," I replied, wondering where he was heading.

I wanted to ask if he had enjoyed Vidonya, but I knew the answer already and thought the question might be inappropriate. Alicia saved me from having to continue the uncomfortable conversation.

"He wants to fuck me again, so please excuse us," She informed them.

Vidonya smiled at me looking at bit like she wished it was her going to the tent with me. I smiled back hoping to convey my sincere desire to fuck her before she married. Then I put my arm around Alicia and guided her toward the tent. Even with the sexual openness on the island, I wondered how Nateal would take my sleeping with his fiancée. Though he had almost literally offered her to me, it still seemed incongruous that he would be happy about us fucking.

"How can I please you?" Alicia asked as soon as we were back in the tent.

"There is no way you could fail to please me," I replied honestly.

"John, please ask me to do something, anything. I want very much to give you something you desire," She said practically begging me to command her.

"All I want is to fuck you and make you happy. I know your traditions say this night is about you serving a man other than your husband for the last time. But to me the way you serve me is by enjoying being with me the way you once did on your bed in your parents home."

She smiled and told me that my request was easily met. 

"John, I want you to fuck me the way you did on that bed and this beach. I want to feel your passion again."

As she lay on the makeshift bed, I knelt at her head. She took my manhood into her mouth and sucked my cock to full erection. Then I moved atop her. She spread her legs and wrapped them around my body as my cock found her waiting cunt. She was so ready for me that her juices were flowing out of her pussy and down her thigh. As I began thrusting in and out of her, she gripped my body with her legs. We fucked with an intense passion that bordered on violence. After what felt like hours I finally released my seed into her. She had cum at least a dozen times before I exploded. In an instant everything was done. I dropped to the tent floor beside her. We kissed once and fell into a deep sleep. 

I didn't stir again until Nateal and Vidonya came to the tent with breakfast. Laying there naked and uncovered while the attendants looked upon us left me with an odd feeling that was akin to modesty. Alicia didn't seem to share my unease. She lay there fully exposed smiling at her brother and his fiancée. Though I was uncomfortable laying there exposed under the circumstances I could not make a show of covering up. Later I wondered if my morning erection was the cause of my unusual uneasiness with being nude in front of others. Our attendants were hardly more dressed than we were. They wore matching thong-like bottoms and nothing else. Vidonya's tits were practically begging for my attention. 

They set the breakfast dishes down and scurried about to get us something to wear. Oddly, it was Vidonya that brought my thong and Nateal that helped Alicia. My discomfort grew when the raven haired diminutive beauty openly fondled my erection. 

"When the son rose, Alicia entered her day of cleansing. There can be no more contact with men. If you're in need of release, I would be honored to accommodate you," Vidonya said as she stroked me in full view of her future husband and sister.

I had no idea what to say. I looked to Nateal and Alicia in hopes of finding an answer. There was none. Alicia was already in her thong and the siblings simply sat cross-legged on the tent floor a few feet away watching Vidonya stroke my twitching cock. I reached up and touched Vidonya's cheek.

"I truly do not know how to respond. As hard as I try to be of the island, I fear I will never truly know all there is to know about your ways."

It was Nateal who spoke next.

"Sister, did he make the night special for you?"

"It was better than any bride could have hoped the night would be," Alicia gushed.

"Then my friend deserves to be rewarded Vida. John please accept the pleasure my future bride gives you as a gift from us both."

I didn't have a chance to say a word. Vidonya slid back on her knees and lowered her face to my cock. He long silky hair cascaded over my body as her lips engulfed my cock head. My cock slowly disappeared into her mouth and I again looked over at Nateal and Alicia. They were smiling. I closed my eyes and let myself enjoy the surprisingly talented attentions of Nateal's fiancée. She was clearly well practice in the art of fellatio. I was amazed that she was able to swallow my entire cock. I wondered what she had used for practice considering that island men universally had small dicks and Nateal's was especially petite. A few days later Nateal told me that Vidonya had been practicing with the dildo I got him so when her chance came to suck a large non-islander's cock she would be able to please him. He added that he had always wanted her experimentation to be with me.

Vidonya expertly used her lips and tongue to stimulate my cock while using her fingers to electrify my balls with pleasure. With my eyes still closed I reached for her. My hands found her head and my fingers were soon entangled in hair. The long silky tendrils of hair swallowed my fingers like her mouth swallowed my cock. Her hair pulled my hands with her each time her head went down to take my cock deep. I felt my hips buck and then cum burst forth from my cock. I have no idea how much cum was left in me after my night with Alicia, but whatever amount spurted free, Vidonya swallowed every bit. I did not see a single drop dribble past her lips when I sat up.

What I did see to my surprise was Nateal and Alicia sitting side-by-side masturbating. Both had their eyes closed at that point and seemed oblivious to everything but getting themselves off. I decided that Vidonya's pussy needed attention. Without asking I gently pushed her onto her back and dove into her crotch. She willingly spread her legs after I yanked down her thong. I opened her cunt lips with my fingers and sucked her prominent outer lips before moving my tongue to her engorged clit. She squealed when I pushed two fingers into her juicy cunt. I licked and sucked her clit while finger fucking her pussy through her first orgasm. As I continued I felt someone's tongue on my balls. If I had not known that Alicia was restricted from sexual contact with me I would not have known or cared whose mouth was between my legs. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 39



Though I was amazed that Nateal was openly giving oral sex to a man in front of two island women, I didn't let that distract me from devouring Vidonya's sex. She cried out when a second orgasm overtook her body. Her third a few moments later caused her to scream and left body shaking. I kept eating her as Nateal took my nuts into his mouth and began fondling my reawaking cock. Vidonya writhed underneath as yet another orgasm built in her loins. Her scent was intoxicating and her flowing juices like nectar. Though I never dreamed that I would be fucking her soon and in front of Nateal, I knew that was the inevitable ending to our morning.

"Please, no m.m.m.m...more," She begged between deep moans while cumming again.

Nateal's ball sucking and licking had me hard enough to take her. I moved into position and entered her without objection from anyone. She gasped as my cock slid deep inside her body. Her tight cunt stretched around my organ cradling my cock like a warm, wet glove. I pumped in and out of her. Each time I drove my cock down she lifted her ass from the canvas tent floor to meet my thrust. She was panting too hard to speak, but the look in her wide open beautiful eyes told me everything I needed to know. Her eyes were begging me to fuck her deep. I had no doubt that she wanted all I had to give. Instinctively, I turned back to look at Nateal. He was smiling. His shrinking dick was in his fist. Cum dripped from his fingers.

I turned my attention back to Vidonya. I drove my cock in and out of her faster and harder. She was panting and moaning while writhing under my body. She came again and I lost control. I felt like I had been struck by lightning. Jolts of excitement ran along my spine as my cock tried to inject my seed into her womb. My drained balls produced little fluid, but that just seemed to make the orgasm all the more powerful. I could no longer move; leaving me no choice but to pull away and roll onto my back. No one in the tent spoke for several minutes. Nateal was the first to move. He wiped his hand off on the sheets and found his thong. Alicia also put her thong on. Vidonya sat up, found my thong and put it on me. Then she put on her thong. It seemed there was nothing say. We ate the breakfast of fresh fruit and breads in relative silence.

When breakfast was done Alicia said what I am sure were rehearsed words.

"John, thank you for being my last man. Your being here and our night assure me of a long and happy marriage. I and my husband now owe you a great debt. Honoring that debt will please us both and is an important covenant of our marriage. Now I must ask that you and Nateal leave me."

Nateal stood. I paused for a minute as I absorbed the idea that I might be seeing Alicia unclothed for a final time. Vidonya stood and told Alicia that she wished to accompany the men and would return in a few minutes.

"Alicia, it is an honor to have been chosen to be your last man. You and your husband will always have my love. I wish only great happiness for you both," I said and leaned over to kiss her.

She turned allowing me only to brush her cheek with my lips. I stood and walked out of the tent with Nateal and Vidonya. It was a beautiful bright sunny day. What few small clouds there were floated above the ocean like puffs of cotton in a crystal blue sea. The ocean itself radiated with shimmering hues of gold on an aquamarine canvas. It was a glorious day as I believed every day would be for the rest of my life. 

"John, I wanted to come out for a minute to thank you. You have fulfilled a deep desire of mine. Nateal makes me very happy and gives me amazing pleasure. But as he has known for some time I have yearned to know what it was like to be fucked by a man not of the island. When Alicia first told me of your penis size and described the feeling of having such a large man inside her the longing to know that feeling began. It grew more when Nateal and I talked of you. He cares a great deal for you and was willing to ask you to fuck me. But I wanted it to be something that you wanted. I have enough experience to know that the most pleasure comes when a man truly wants to fuck a woman," Vidonya said.

Then she kissed me and turned to go back into the tent.

"Wait, it is I that should thank you. You are a beautiful amazing woman. As you say I did want you. You need to know that fucking you was an indescribable joy for me. I am very fond of Nateal also. I would do anything to aid his happiness and yours. I am glad you are so close and can share everything. I think you're perfect for each other."

She stepped into the tent and Nateal told me that we should get going. We returned to the other tent to get dressed. As we did so I asked him how he felt about me fucking Vidonya.

"It excited me to see you with her. I wanted so much to give both of the gift of each other. It does scare me some that her pussy may ache for your cock now though. I know that you're an amazing lover to both men and women and I can not hope to equal the pleasure you can give her."

"That is ridiculous. I can see in her eyes the love she has for you and I do not think she is exaggerating when she talks of the pleasure you give her. Being fucked by a man with a large cock was an oddity to her I think. Something she needed to experience, nothing more."

"I don't know. I hope you're right."

"There is one thing that I am wondering about. I understood that all island women gave their virginity to the boss. I know he is not as large as I am, but his cock is still of good size. Certainly larger than any island man she has fucked."

"I do not know the size of the boss's cock. But he did not fuck Vidonya. He sometimes assigns the duty to others. An island man named Alonzo broke Vidonya's maidenhead. She told me that his cock was no bigger than mine."

"I don't understand. Why would Alonzo be given such and honor?"

"He had served the boss and the islanders faithfully for a long time. His wife fell ill a few years before Vidonya came of age. The illness left her unable to fuck. Alonzo who is childless stayed true to her and cared for her. Though she was unable to have children he did not take another woman the whole of his wife's life. His wife left the earth in the weeks before Vidonya came of age. I think that the boss figured that due to his age Alonzo would not have the chance to fuck a young woman on his own."

"I am surprised that I never met Alonzo."

"He is what your people call a hermit. At least that is what I think you would call him. He lives apart from us on the far side of the island. He built a shelter into the cliffs. Alonzo could not bare the sadness that seeing things in village brought forth."

"What of companionship and fucking?"

"He does not seem to want companionship. Fucking he gets. Vidonya visited him a few times and the boss sends those that work in the house who you call whores. Also, a couple of island men visit him. That is secret that I know because one of them was a close friend of my brother."

I chose to drop the subject at that point. I really didn't care much about the details of a bitter widower's sex life. The bigger reason was that I didn't want to talk about anything that invoked memories of Greg. Nateal had been devastated by his brother's death and I had not dealt well with the loss. Neither of us needed to dwell on such a sad subject. Besides I needed to ask what Alicia meant by her and husband owing me a debt before getting back to the main house and seeing my lovers.

"She has given you a great honor," He told me when I asked.

"Does that mean not all first men are given that speech?"

"I would guess very few are given such an honor."

"Can you explain it to me?"

"Oh yes, I am sorry. In some ways you seem so much of the island that I forget you do not know all of our ways. I admit that before preparing for my wedding duties I did not know of this particular tradition. It is something that all islanders do not need to know."

I was totally clueless where the explanation was going. I was also bit apprehensive fearing I might be expected to perform other duties. Julia had so far been very tolerant toward the idea of my being with a former fiancée. I did not want to push her understanding.

"The best way I can explain the situation is that in a way Alicia has made you a part of her marriage."

"What the hell does that mean?" I blurted out.

"Just that the normal taboos do not apply to Alicia and Don fucking with you."

"I don't understand," I said feeling very confused that early marriage celibacy was not the absolute that I had been led to believe.

"Don't worry, she discussed this with Don. He approves. There is no requirement that you actually fuck them. You are now a special part of their lives. Were you to be at their house and the mood struck they would be happy to share each other with you," He tried explaining.

I decided to accept that it was an honor and let it go. It was already late morning and I wanted to see Julia and Zack. On the walk back to the house I decided it was best not mention my new status just yet to my future bride and co-husband. As soon as I got to the house I went to our bedroom. I was happy to see that my lovers were not in bed sleeping or fucking. There was no one around and the bed was already made. I striped off my clothes and headed for the bath room. I was in need of a shower after my night of beach tent sex. 

After my shower I wrapped a towel around my waist and stepped out onto the balcony to let the warmth of the sun dry my skin. I looked out over the grounds of the big house and quickly spotted Julia and Zack. They were at the pool by the conservatory. She was sunbathing topless. He was swimming in the pool nude. I marveled at how easily they had embraced island ways. I was very happy to see that they were comfortable with the absence of false modesty on the island. I wanted to make my home with them on the island and I wanted us all to be comfortable being of the island. Standing there looking down upon the scene convinced me that fulfilling my desires was possible. 

I went back into the room, dropped my towel and slipped on a pair of gym shorts. Nudity while swimming or sunning was perfectly acceptable. However, walking through the house with my dick swinging was another matter. The islanders neither hid nor flaunted their bodies. I headed to the pool and was warmly greeted by both of my lovers. Zack came to the edge of the pool and told me that he missed me. Julia jumped up and threw her arms around me and gave me a welcome back from the war kind of kiss. When I turned back toward Zack I could tell that he was a little jealous that he could not share that kind of public kiss with me. He understood that such things would always be taboo on the island. 

That night the three of us made love for hours. The next day Adam and many AOK brothers arrived. It felt a bit like a reunion. Sadly, with all my best man duties I had no time for any intimate reunions. Even Adam was mostly neglected. I only had time for one quick fuck with him. I spent the night before the ceremony with Don. He all but demanded that I fuck him hard and deep. I rode him like I was trying to bust a wild horse.

The wedding ceremony was rather simple. The reception turned out to have a strange feel. The men entered the bride's tent in groups. As the best man I had a place of honor and was the first one she sucked off. With her attendants standing behind her the bride knelt at the front of the room. She was wearing a white linen gown and her hair was piled atop her head. She did not speak. Vidonya served as a guide for the men. Each of us stepped forward in turn. An attendant opened and lowered our pants. We were fondled by the attendant until hard. Julia did the honors for me of course. Once hard Alicia began to suck my cock. When I came it felt more like an empting of fluid than a true orgasm. Each group watched while the other nine got sucked off. The attendants, groomsmen, groom and the bride's father watched all the groups. 

I could not imagine how a father and groom could witness the ceremony comfortably. It was difficult enough for me. I was glad that I had changed jobs with Nateal. I would not have wanted to have a second blow job at the end of the ceremony. When the last of the parade of men had cum in Alicia's mouth, all I wanted was to slip away. I remember thinking as I shook his hand that it would be hard for Don to make love to his bride knowing that her belly was full of so many men's cum. 

After the wedding we had almost four blissful weeks of hedonist living on the island. Three single uninhibited young adults can find sexual paradise on that island. Besides the threesomes we shared all of us had more than our share of outside partners. Zack and I found both the single women and men very desirous of being with non-islander men. The size of our cocks had become legendary it seemed. Once it was known that Julia planned to become of the island, she had no shortage of island men asking her to fuck. She confided that she enjoyed challenging their limits. Julia was probably the only women that had ever made island men engaged in homosexual activity to earn the privilege of fucking her. I doubt any of them complained that she wasn't worth the price. 

Adam came and went that summer. It seemed he never stayed in one place long. When he was on the island I fucked him. He was my total bitch in bed. He seemed to need my rough loving. On the other hand, while having him to take out my aggression on kept my demon at bay, I began to find it difficult never having any of the soft tender moments I had once knew with him. 

After the first week of Alicia and Don's marriage I learned what it meant to have a special place in an island marriage. I was invited to their home. When I arrived that evening I was greeted by Don alone. He did not mention Alicia and I decided not to ask about her at first. He fixed us drinks and we sat down to talk in the living room.

"John, I owe you my thanks for helping make Alicia's wedding special for her. She was very happy about the night you shared. She told me that she expressed her thanks to you and made you a part of us."

"Don, I do not fully grasp what that means to the islanders, but want you to know I do not intend to make any demands of you two."

"I do know what it means and it is important. I also want you to know that she is not alone in her desire to have you as a special part of our lives," He said and placed his hand on my thigh near the opening of my shorts.

"I truly enjoyed being with you in the days before the wedding. Other than Alicia, I do not think I have felt as close to anyone as I do you. We both have desires for you," He continued as he caressed my leg. 

"But you're both restricted until you have created your family," I said not sure where he was going.

"There are exceptions. Besides she is ripe this week and we have fucked constantly. She is likely already pregnant. Because we are giving you special status in our lives the only restriction is that you may not cum in her pussy. That is only because Alicia and I do not want to have any confusion over our children's parentage. Well Alicia feels strongly about that anyway. I suppose her family's parentage issues bred those feelings. If you want to fuck her you can wear a condom or we can stick to oral and you fucking me."

I couldn't believe that I was being calmly offered sex with a married couple. Even more I couldn't believe that Don seemed to be certain that I would be ok with the arrangement. When he moved his hand to my crotch and felt the bulge in my shorts that thought was likely reinforced. I was very turned on. I loved having sex with them separately and figured it would be a great threesome. But it felt odd to me. I couldn't help but think that Alicia may have twisted some island tradition as she had to justify fucking her brother. 

"As much as I care for and want both of you, I need to think about this before acting," I explained honestly as I lifted his hand away from my crotch.

"Oh of course, I shouldn't have assumed so much," He said clearly feeling embarrassed.

"Don, there is no reason you shouldn't have thought I would jump at the idea considering my history. I just need a night to work out my feelings. How about I come see you and Alicia tomorrow evening and we can talk more about it?"

"That sounds good. Oh before you leave do you want to say hi to Alicia?" 

"She's here?"

"Yes, in the bedroom waiting for us to join her."

We walked to the bedroom together. He opened the door to reveal that she was laying naked waiting for us. 

"Not today my love," He said as I stared at his beautiful wife's exposed body.

I could see the disappointment in her eyes. But I was resolute in my need to figure out the truth of the situation. I would not allow myself to be drawn into another of Alicia's deceptions. The next day I sought the council of a number of islanders. While not giving specifics I asked about several island traditions and managed to learn that Alicia was telling the truth. Though somewhat rare, couples could take a special person into their marriage bed as long as it did not interfere with conception. My sources indicated that the majority of the third parties were female and were chosen to increase the woman's sexual satisfaction. But there did not seem to be a restriction on the third person being male. It was possible that was a preferred situation since they thought cum in the belly made a woman more likely to become pregnant. 

The next night I visited Don and Alicia. They both seemed genuinely thrilled that I wanted to join them in bed. Since I didn't have any condoms on the island we did everything but me fucking Alicia's pussy. It was a wild fun night despite the weird feeling I had being with her and another man. Though they gave me an open invitation for the future, there were no specific invites and I did not go back on my own. A repeat could wait for my next trip to the island I figured. There were just too many people to fuck in the time that remained. 

All good things must come to an end. My council duties and induction as AOK president called. In the middle of August a helicopter took Julia, Zack and I to San Juan. We were met by one of Adam's private planes. On the flight back home, I told Julia that I did not want to have an island wedding. She confided that she felt the same way, but still wondered what it would be like to suck that many cocks in a row. I suggested a pre-wedding party where she could suck as many of my AOK brothers as she liked. She thought that was a perfect idea. Oddly, none of us expressed a desire to fuck on the flight home. It was mostly quiet with each of us napping and exploring our thoughts about what happened on the island.



They Are A-OK Ch. 40



Author's note: so that no one accidental reads any of these chapters that is offended by gay sex, I am now listing all of them under Gay Male stories. For those of you who don't know my work, these stories have gay, straight and bi scenes and deal with various sexual fetishes. 



Two days after we retuned home the continuing council members met in private session. It was the beginning of my induction as president. It felt odd being in the antechamber with only three of my brothers. Joe, Aaron and Calvin had graduated. Joe was staying for graduate school the others were far away. Happily all three would be there in a few days along with Adam and many of the peers for my actual induction. Even the newly elected council members were excluded from the first part of the induction ritual. Terry, Dan, Craig and I stood in the room, naked and recited the council pledge. After that Dan, Craig and I formed a line. Terry who was going to be my vice president and was in charge of this first ceremony stood in front of us. 

"Today we begin the process of elevating our beloved brother John to the most esteemed of places. As president of the brotherhood he will be leader and protector of the active members and first of us to become a peer," He recited from a script he had memorized.

He stepped forward and kissed me softly on the lips and then went off script.

"John, my friend, I have known for some time this day was coming. I am thrilled to be the one to begin the process. I as all here do, love you deeply. Together we mourned your absence after the accident. Since your return we shared our deepest and most intimate secrets with you. The four of us are bound in ways few can be bound. Dan, Craig and I discussed this day at length over the summer. We decided to break slightly with tradition and each of us speak to you of our love for you. We do what we do today to honor the brotherhood and those that came before. I want you to know that our love for you is as great as my love for those traditions."

Craig leaned over and kissed my cheek.

"I owe you a great debt. You helped me to truly know myself. We have shared much pleasure and I will love you until my seeds are dried up."

I was fighting tears by that point. I couldn't believe he remembered me fucking him hard late into the night while that Cream album blasted on the stereo. Dan was next. He too kissed me on the cheek.

"John, while we perhaps have not shared as many private moments as you have with Craig and Terry, we have shared much. We too are bound together in ways few men in this world can understand. There is our bond of brotherhood and that of council membership. Some day we shall be peers, but that all pales when I think of the closeness we have had in this room. The four of us share a bond and love that is incalculable."

"Wow," I said as I wiped away a tear. "I am touched and am blessed to have such friends. I love each of you and agree that nothing can break our special bond."

The three of them stepped back and formed a line facing me. The personal aside was at an end. Their smiles disappeared. Terry returned to the script.

"The peers, fellow council and brothers of the AOK have deemed you worthy of the loftiest of posts. We have no doubt of your qualifications. However, those that came before us saw fit to require final tests before a member is placed in so high a position. Your leadership and knowledge of the brotherhood is well proven and unquestioned. You have always shown loyalty to the brotherhood and your brothers. Once you were tested on your ability to serve and your humility. As a pledge you were required to do things that for a leader are out of character. Today and tomorrow you will again be asked to prove your ability to be deferential. For a leader to be great he must always know what it is to be in the shoes of those he leads. With power comes responsibility. Are you ready now to follow our great tradition and submit fully to the ideals of the brotherhood?"

"I am and always will be," I said reciting the words exactly as every president before me save the first had done.

Following ceremony I dropped to my knees and bowed my head. Terry stepped forward and grabbed my hair in back. As my face came up he stepped closer and began to rub his limp cock on my face. He pulled my head forward grinding my face into his crotch. The other two came over and began rubbing there cocks on the side of my head. I felt their cocks slowly inflating. Excitement gripped me. I began moaning softly. They all pulled back and Terry slapped me.

"You must control yourself!" He demanded. "You are restricted."

I knew that part of the test would be my ability to forgo orgasm. I also knew that Terry was trying to help me with the slap. But my stinging cheek had no effect on my erection. 

"Get on your back!" He ordered.  

I laid flat on the plush carpeting. Terry squatted over my face dangling his balls above my mouth. He went lower until his nuts lay on my lips and ordered me to open my mouth. I opened my mouth wide and his sack slipped between my lips. I was ordered to bath his testicles with my tongue. As I began licking his sack I felt fingers on my cock. With Terry's ass shielding my eyes I couldn't see who was tickling my cock. I fought to ignore the sensations flowing along my penis while concentrating on giving Terry the best ball licking of his life. Next thing I knew someone was sucking my cock while hands caressed my thighs. 

Terry slid forward pulling his balls from my mouth. I knew what was next, but waited for orders. I had to suspend free will. My actions were not my own; I was not allowed to make any decisions. I closed my eyes and tried to think of something non-sexual as I felt my cock head enter one of my friends' throats. As I followed the order to rim Terry, a finger was pushed into my ass. My fellow council members were very good at sexual torture. Together we had made many pledges fail in their attempts to control orgasm. I knew that I would eventually fail also. Since some parts of the ritual had been kept secret from me I wondered what punishment I would receive when I came. 

I concentrated on giving Terry pleasure in a hopeless attempt to block out the pleasure I was being given. After a few more minutes he rose up a bit and turned around. Whoever was sucking my cock stopped. But I still had a finger deep inside me teasing my prostate. Craig came around behind and shoved pillows under my head as Terry lifted me up. Terry guided his cock to my lips. I opened my mouth wide to allow him easy access. He held onto my head as he fucked my face. Craig returned to sucking my cock. As hard as I tried I couldn't put the pleasure I was feeling aside. Thankfully, Dan took his finger out of my ass after a few more minutes. 

Terry pushed his cock deep into my throat. My nose was pressed into his soft blond pubs. His balls were laying on my chin. I struggled to breathe through my nose and relax my throat. At the same time I felt my cock throbbing in Craig's throat. Now that I knew which one was sucking my cock, a picture of my submissive friend deep throating me filled my mind. The finger was back in my ass. Only this time it was lubing and stretching my hole. I was aware that they were all going to fuck me that afternoon. I didn't know that I would be so close to orgasm when it started. 

I wanted to maintain control. I wanted to have all of their seed in my innards before I failed. I thought back to when I first learned that some tasks were impossible. Terry pulled his dick out of my mouth and Craig stopped sucking me. I lay there panting, wondering how long it would be before I failed as my lessons had taught me that I surely would. They rolled me over onto my stomach. My legs were pushed under me causing my ass to lift up into the air. Strong hands pulled apart my buttocks. More lubed fingers entered my rectum. Fingers were stretching my anal rim. I was being prepared for a gang fuck by three of my closest friends. I hadn't felt that helpless since my induction as a council member. 

Fingers were removed. A plug was inserted into my anus. Someone pulled my torso up so that I was on my hands and knees. Fabric was tied around my head to blindfold me. Someone yanked on the back of the blindfold causing my head to snap back. Someone else started squeezing my balls. Suddenly, my ass stung. I recognized an old sensation. I was being struck by a wooden paddle. Pleasure and pain morphed into an odd hazy kind of feeling. The paddle stopped and someone moved underneath me. A tight band was put on my dick. The hand on my balls gave one last squeeze. Someone shoved their cock into my mouth.

The person holding the back of the blindfold pulled like it was a horse's reins. I forced my self to hold my mouth open so I wouldn't bite the cock that was fucking my mouth. The plug was pulled from my ass. Fingers dug into my hips as the first of the trio mounted me. He fucked me hard and deep without any hesitation. I was so well prepared that I may as well have had a pussy in my back side. I felt like I was cumming but knew nothing was passing through my constricted urethra. Pleasure was becoming torturous. The cock in my mouth was withdrawn and quickly replaced by another. I heard Terry cry out and felt his warm seed shot into my bowels. My body was shaking. I was desperate for release. I no longer tried to hold back. In my mind I had already failed to control nature. It was only the tight band on my cock that kept me from ejaculating. 

As soon as Terry's spent cock was pulled from my ass another was shoved into me. Another friend was riding my ass hard. This one slapped my hip as he fucked me like he was busting a wild bronco. I felt weak and wanted to fall to the floor. I fought my shaky arms willing them to hold fast. I could hear my assailants balls slap my ass and his cock slosh around in my cum filled rectum. I was an easy fuck at that point. I was lose, wide open and lubed up with Terry's cum. Craig yelled my name as he added his cum to Terry's. Dan pulled his cock out of my mouth as Craig wiped his clean on my ass. 

Dan shoved his dick into my body. I tried to find voice to beg them to let me have relief. I got a ball gag in my mouth before I could form a whole sentence. Dan relentlessly drove his cock into my ass. He seemed to have a perfect aim on my prostate. Suddenly my cock was free. When I came the sensation was as much pain as pleasure. I felt so relieved it was in a way more like I was pissing than cumming. I don't know how much longer Dan fucked me after that. At some point I blacked out. They were all sitting in their chairs when I awoke face down in a dried puddle of my own cum; no longer gagged and blindfolded. I rolled over and looked up at my friends.

"Is that all you got," I said sarcastically.

"He has too much fight left in him, brother," Dan said to Terry.

Craig looked like he wanted to change places with me.

"John, do not challenge us. The chronicles offer ways to answer challenges that I do not wish to invoke," Terry said as he came to his feet.

I knew he was referring to the parts of the chronicles that so far he was the only one in the room to have read. I decided that I would rather read about the ways than experience them so I remained silent as he moved toward me.

"Get on your back!" He demanded.

It took everything I had to continue to play the submissive role proscribed for me. I wondered if all AOK presidents had been naturally dominant and had fought with their true self to survive this very test. I rolled onto my back and lay still as he moved to stand over me. He put one foot on each side of my torso and looked down at me.

"You have failed to control your body even with our help. The chronicles tell us that all that came before you also failed. They also tell us that success would have been the worse failure. You have been given a lesson that will be of great value as our leader. Punishment can come from pleasure as well as pain. The adage about too much of a good thing being bad seems foolish in the abstract. But in reality it can be easily shown to be true. There is no better thing than sexual pleasure. It is the foundation of our brotherhood. It is clear though that there are limits to even that which is essential. Do you see the wisdom in these thoughts that our earliest members have handed down to us?"

I suppose I had known for some time that excess of anything good or bad was unhealthy. But that day the lesson took hold. I was being given much and knew I needed to be a good steward of those gifts. In a very weak voice I simply said yes. I doubt that the tone was much more than a whisper. Terry sat down on my belly with his knees bent under my arms. He pushed my arms up over my head and moved so that his knees were pressed into my arm pits. His balls and limp cock lay on my exposed flesh. I couldn't imagine what was to come next. We were deep into a part of the ritual that was kept secret from me. Surprisingly, he smiled when he looked down into my eyes. Dan and Craig joined us on the floor. Each took a hold of one of my legs and held them down securely. Terry leaned forward and grabbed my wrists. 

"This is what it means to be humbled. We have taken total control of your body. We can do as we please with you. But that is not the next lesson. Taking physical control of you is easy. What must come is for you to willing give us control without need of physical constraint."

He lowered his face to mine our lips came together. I did not resist his tongue nor did I desire to resist him. As our two friends looked on, we made out for several minutes. Terry was in control of the action. It was like our tongues were dancing and his was leading. I could only follow and enjoy. At some point my legs were no longer being held physically. I kept them immobile out of a desire to please Terry. It was the first time that I had ever felt a desire to serve another without some motivation such as gaining membership in the AOK as a pledge. I had nothing to gain or lose that day. I was sure that I had already gained the knowledge offered by the lesson. I understood submission better than I had before. It was very simple; submission was its own reward and as empowering to the submissive as dominance is to the dominant. 

Terry pushed his legs back and stretched out atop me. Though his weight pressed down on me he certainly was not strong enough to hold me without help. I looked around and could not locate Craig and Dan.

"We're alone," Terry confirmed.

"Why"

"They went to the shower. The last of the tests was to see if you would resist when faced with just one person who you know you can overcome."

"Oh so have I passed then?"

"You haven't pushed me off so I suppose you have succeeded. But this isn't over John. After we all shower there is more for you to endure. You failed earlier and that must be dealt with. In addition, the ritual of humble origins continues deep into the night." 

"Well then sir, I await your command," I said happily and winked at him.

He stood and offered his hand to help me up. 

"John, you are going to be an incredible president," He gushed as he put his arm around my waist.

He guided me into the side room where we joined our friends. They had finished washing so they stood and watched us wash. When were done and dry they led me into the council chamber. Where the peers would assemble in two days to watch me formally become president was empty space. Other then the permanent council table the only thing in the large room were a few wrestling style mats on the floor. The sun streamed in from the window on the world. In my mind I saw myself standing there with my fellow pledges, naked looking down on the assembled brothers. 

"Come to the window with me," He said in a way that was surprisingly more of an invitation than an order.

It was still light out. Had classes been in session the path that lay 100 yards in front of the house and open field beyond might have been filled with students using the popular shortcut between the north and east academic clusters. If that were the case, Terry and I would have truly been standing there exposed to the world. But few students were on campus and none were within view of the window. Funny even if there had been hundreds looking up; I would not have refused the next request. 

"Get on your knees," Terry demanded softly as he turned toward me.

I knelt before him knowing I was about to give a blow job in place where I was on full display. He reached down and touched my cheek.

"The chronicles demand this test of willingness to show the world who you are. It demonstrates true courage," He recited sounding somewhat fearful.

By that point I really didn't care who knew that I sucked cock. I had reached a place where I did not feel the need to hide anything. My future was secure. No one other than Adam could take that from me. I was a bit concerned about the legal ramifications of public sex. But even that did not concern me greatly. I figured that Adam or other peers could easily make those kinds of issues disappear. 

He gently nudged my face toward his cock and told me to do what comes natural. I took his flaccid cock in my fingers and guided it to my lips. I kissed his cock head and then took all of his soft cock into my mouth. He quickly began to grow as I sucked on his dick. Soon I was moving my lips up and down his fully erect cock. I slid my hands around his body and cupped his ass cheeks. I caressed his buttocks while guiding him to match my rhythm by thrusting forward when I slid my lips down his cock. I turned to look at our two friends who were fondling their erect cocks while watching me blow Terry. Then I turned and looked out the window. 

I could see many campus buildings and a few people in the distance. None were close enough to see the action going on in the window. A squirrel paused in a nearby tree branch and seemed to stare at me as I listened to Terry's erotic moans. A part of me wished that there were people watching me suck my brother's tool. I could tell from his breathing that he was getting close to filling my mouth with cum. I turned my full attention to him. When I moved my finger into his ass crack and touched his puckered anus I felt his body shudder. I turned back to glance out the window as I pushed my finger into his body.

A lone female stood at the edge of the front lawn. She was looking up, clearly watching the action. She seemed too old to be a student. I assumed that she was faculty or staff. I turned back to Terry wanting to bring the show to a climax. I looked up and saw that his eyes were shut tight. He probably had no idea that we were being watched. I wondered if he would have been as comfortable with having an audience as I felt. His cock jerked in my mouth and a spurt of cum hit my tongue. I pulled my lips off of his cock and took his twitching cock in my hand. I aimed it so that the rest of his cum hit my face. I wasn't all that into facials, but thought it would make a better show for the chick in the front yard. Considering it was his second orgasm in an hour he produced an amazingly large load.

With cum dripping down my face, I turned back to the window. I looked down at our audience. Our eyes met. It was clear that she knew that I knew that she was there. She flinched and then I thought I saw her smile. After that she returned to the path and hurried away.

"Fuck, we were being watched!" Terry gasped as he stood there with his cock rapidly shrinking in front of my face.

"Wasn't that the point, brother?" I asked.

"I guess, but I figured that is was unlikely anyone would be around," He said sounding a bit more concerned than I expected.

"Relax Terry, she is an acquaintance of mine," Dan said. "I asked her to come by. She knew what she would be seeing. I thought it would be more in the spirit of the ritual. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 40



"Is she a student?" I asked.

"No, a townie; she works in Dean Clemmons' office part time. I've had some fun with her in the past. She is very into bi guys."

"Oh ok, what's next?" I asked feeling invigorated by the exhibition. 

"It's time you took your punishment for your earlier failure. Go bend over the council table," Terry demanded me.

I immediately went and took the position. It had been a long time since I was bent over that table. Each of them gave me ten bare handed whacks. I doubt it would have hurt at all if I wasn't already sore. After that Craig rolled an elaborate looking frame into the room. I was made to step into it and my wrists were bound to the sides above my head. Next they spread my feet apart and bound my ankles to the frame. I suppose I looked a bit like da Vinci's Vitruvian Man. For the next couple of hours they teased my senses with their fingers, lips and tongues as well as other items and body parts. Though they kept me on the edge at times, I was allowed to cum during that ritual and did twice. They also came on me at least once each. 

When it was done, I was taken to the shower and the three of them washed my body in what felt like a very loving ritualized way. Then we walked naked back to our rooms. I was exhausted and slept until late the next morning.

That was the most exciting of the ceremonies surrounding my induction. The rite of the mark where my brand was adorned by a tattoo artist was far less erotic than I had imagined. I had to blow the guy in payment for his art work and the three new council members blew me. The final induction was with a large number of peers in attendance. It preceded the induction of new council members. Basically it was just a number of us reciting well rehearsed speeches and oaths. Afterward, Adam and Reggie came to my room and we had a long fuck fest.  

Once classes started again things quickly fell into a more or less normal pattern. Adam insisted that we use his house in town, so Julia gave up her apartment. Zack moved out of the dorm and I divided my time between the AOK house and the old mansion in town. Though Zack and Julia had their own separate rooms in Adam's house, I was almost certain that when I wasn't sleeping there unless one or the other was entertaining a guest they slept together. In some weird twisted part of my head the growing closeness between them made me happy. 

I guess it was the freedom their closeness gave me that I liked so much. I never had to worry that I was neglecting them when I was fucking one of my brothers or a pledge. I loved them both deeply but as I had discovered love wasn't enough for me. I felt lucky to have them but I needed more than my three-way relationship could provide. Since Julia clearly needed more than one man we were perfect for each other. I don't think Zack was interested in other women much at that time. Even if he was his dance card was so full it was unlikely he could find the time. In addition to his time with me and Julia or each of us individually, he spent a lot of time playing with his brothers and mentoring one of the pledges. With all that and school work he barely had time to sleep.

Julia who had almost no sexual interest in women unless there were men involved may have had the time for additional men. She had cut back to part time at work. Money was not an issue since Adam was pretty much supporting all three of us. She only kept working part time because she liked nursing. I did wonder sometimes if she was fucking other patients like she had with me. But I never dwelled on those thoughts. Then again she had two lovers, Zack and me and her status as an honorary AOK put a ready supply of my brothers at her disposal. If I asked what she did when I was not with her, I always got an honest answer. I didn't ask too often and she only occasionally volunteered when something very exciting happened. 

That Christmas, I took her to my parent's house. Zack went home too. Since my mother was old fashioned Julia and I were put in separate bedrooms. It was very odd sleeping apart from them for so long. Julia and I did manage to fuck during the two week visit, but it wasn't the same. In January the three of us were Adam's guest for ten days at another house he owned. This one was a ski villa in Vail, Colorado. Adam was only there for a couple of days. The three of us took ski lessons or did other snow activities during the day and fucked by the fireplace at night after he left. I didn't know that those few hours I spent with Adam would be our last together for a long time.

A week after the spring semester began I received a call from Reggie. Adam had decided to sequester himself from the world for a time. Reggie would not explain further over the phone. I had to wait two days before learning where and why Adam was dropping out of view. Sir Reginald arrived by limo at the old mansion two days later as promised. Though I preferred to have Zack and Julia with me, Reggie insisted that we meet alone in the library. He assured me that I was free to share the news on my own. We sat in matching wing chairs amidst thousands of leather bound tomes. I can't recall ever being that nervous before or since. 

"Reggie, what the fuck is going on?" I blurted out unable to wait for him to speak.

"American youth so impatient and impertinent," He sighed, "and in your case insatiable."

"Are my appetites at issue, Reggie?"

"Not per se. You know that Adam loves you deeply. I think perhaps he loves you more than he loves continuing to breath."

"As I love him."

"It is not the same my young friend," Reggie said sadly.

"Why?" I asked fearing Adam was breaking up with me through a surrogate. 

"Because he sees that you feel as much if not greater love for others," Reggie explained.

"This is not so, I feel no greater love for anyone than I feel for him. There can be no greater bond than ours," I insisted.

"He does not doubt the bond, nor do I. But we all know that he is at best third in your heart, maybe lower. At one time your love for him was clear and strong. But it diminished and others began to fill the holes left. His world makes less sense to him every time he sees you."

"Loving Zack and Julia does not change my feelings for Adam. Where is he? I must see him," I pleaded.

"Adam will not see you. He needs isolation to work out his feelings. You must understand it is not your love for anyone else that troubles him, nor does he blame your diminished love for him on any other person."

"Please, Reggie, I don't understand. What the fuck is the issue?"

"John, when you first began your relationship with Adam, is it correct to say that your physical relationship was much different than it is now?"

"Yes."

"I believe as you became the man Adam truly needed he lost a part of you. Because of what he craves physically, he only gets a part of your sexuality and therefore less of you. Others likely want all of your parts. That is far more fulfilling for you. I doubt you even noticed that your love for Adam was declining as he rejected tenderness."

"Oh god, I would never hurt and can't lose him. There is darkness in me. I fight it sometimes. Adam nurtures it and almost forces me to escalate its desires."

"I know, brother. Our friend long ago gave himself over to a dark master. Daniel Culbertson was a cruel, ruthless man. Adam loved him deeply and reached his sexual peak as the old man's play thing. I am likely the only other person that knows the extent of the depths he was taken. Those depths brought Adam the heights of ecstasy. When Culbertson died Adam concentrated on business and hid away a portion of himself. He found small temporary pleasure in scattered encounters with men who he convinced to replicate his old master. But he couldn't find a true lover to give him what he needed until he found you. At first he didn't know that he was destroying your love for him by encouraging and fertilizing the darkness as you call it."

"He has destroyed nothing," I insisted.

"John, do you love him as you once did?"

"No," I admitted sadly. "But I do love him. I just miss what we had in the beginning."

"I know and I am sorry for both of you."

"Please tell me all is not lost," I sighed as tears filled my eyes.

"If you mean the money and the position, have no fear, Adam will honor every commitment he has made."

"I don't give a fuck about money or a job. What do you think I am? What does he think? Oh god, does he think I fucked him for his money?" 

I was sobbing. I had a pain in my gut that felt as if Reggie was twisting a knife in my belly.

"No, he has no ill feelings for you. He told me that he thought you didn't really want his money. He wasn't even sure you wanted the job. Adam often told me that he thought you were willing to take on the work for him. The truth is his real problem is with himself. He has needs that he cannot put aside. He believes that his needs will consume you, perhaps destroy your very nature. He does not want to turn you into a man like Culbertson."

"Was Culbertson that evil?"

"To me and his wife not really. He was the devil incarnate to some of our brothers. Amongst the peers there are a number that wear scars he inflicted, physical and mental."

"What of Adam, was he evil toward him?"

"Only in part; I am sure he loved Adam as intensely as Adam loved him. They fed each other emotionally and sexually like no two people I have known. But he left Adam in pain and scarred in unimaginable ways. Adam is who he is and has the special needs he has because of Daniel. Adam craves the tenderness he sees that you share with others. But knows his needs for your dark side have obliterated that connection."

"Did he have tenderness with Culbertson?" I asked fearing the answer.

"A great deal at times. But there was so much cruelty in that man. He was a conflicted man and left his son far worse."

I felt my chest tighten. 

"Are you saying..." I started to ask.

"Yes, Daniel was Adam's father. Felicity is his step mother. He never knew his birth mother. She died a few days after he was born. Perhaps Daniel blamed Adam for the loss of his beloved wife. That might be the source of the cruelness, but it is doubtful."

"Why is Adam's last name different?" I asked hoping to disprove the story.

"Culbertson gave Adam a different last name and raised him as a foster child. Adam did not know that Daniel was his biological father until long after the sexual relationship had begun."

My head was swimming and I ached to be with Adam, to comfort him, to help him. There were so many questions in my mind. Most I didn't really want answered.

"Oh my god, Culbertson was a fucking bastard! I have to see Adam. I have to tell him it is alright. I'll show him that he can have the tenderness with me. I can wean him from the dark desires," I insisted.

"You can not help him or change things. Besides, what of Zack and Julia? What of the AOK and all your other lovers? Adam needs the place where he has gone and the isolation. There are people there that will help him and he will have the time to sort out his life."

"How much time?"

"As long as it takes."

I knew that there was no argument that could get Reggie to take me to Adam. 

"Are you going to see him?"

"I will be with him in two days and then occasionally after that. I will be overseeing his businesses. He asked that you take care of the island."

"I want you to give him something for me," I said and rose from my chair.

"What?"

I walked to Reggie and knelt between his legs. He clearly did not grasp my intentions. His eyes conveyed confusion.

"I truly love him and want him to know I would do anything for him," I said as I caressed Reggie's thigh. 

He smiled and allowed me to remove his pants. Reggie's spread his legs as I began kissing my way toward his crotch. I nuzzled his hairy ball sack and took hold of is flaccid dick. The Brit's cock came alive in my fingers as I sucked on his nut sack. He moaned softly as I licked and kissed my way lovingly up his rigid pole. When I reached the tip I ran the tip of my tongue under his foreskin bathing his nearly purple cock head in spit. He squirmed in the chair as I worked the extremely sensitive protected flesh of his mushroom. Then I swallowed his short fat prick in one quick move. I engulfed every bit of his porky cock and suckled upon the sausage with my nose nestled in his pubes. 

As I sucked his cock I let my hands roam over his thighs and my fingers tickled his balls. A few minutes later Reggie's body stiffened and his cock seemed to swell even more. His dick spasmed and sent a thick river of cum flowing into my gullet. I had my eyes closed and was thinking only of Adam. Reggie had to practically force me to stop sucking him a couple of minutes later.

"Damn lad, my cock is far too sensitive for extended time in your talented mouth," He declared as I leaned backed.

"John, I can't say that I could give him that much love in they way you do, or that he will even allow himself sexual pleasure. What I can do is promise to convey your love and desire to make him happy, though I am sure he knows these things better than I do. The thing I most want to do is give to you what I am sure he would give if her were here. Please stand up."

I stood and let him remove my pants and release my throbbing erection. He put his hands on my ass and nudged me forward as he leaned toward me. He licked my cock for a minute then began to suck me deep into his mouth. After a bit his fingertips dug into my ass flesh. I knew he was trying to get me to thrust forward and fuck his face. I refused the invitation. He pressed harder and pushed back.

After letting my cock fall free of his mouth he said, "Come on you little bugger, fuck me like you would Adam!"

"For that you will have to stand and bend over, Sir Reginald," I explained.

Without a word, he stood, kissed me hard and turned around. I put my hand on his shoulder and pushed gently. He bent and grabbed the arms of the chair. We didn't have sex in that room so I doubted I would find any lube. I simply spit on my fingers and worked the saliva into his surprisingly loose anal opening. 

"Get on with it, fuck me, boy!" He barked in a nasty tone.  

I guided my cock to his inadequately lubed rim. I grabbed his hips and shoved my cock into his waiting rectum. He didn't cry out or tense up. There was no sign of any distress as I began to ride him deep and hard. I had never before pictured Reggie as the type to want it hard and rough in the ass. Though I didn't do to him what I had done many times to Adam, it was far wilder and rougher than I usually fucked my buds. 

"That's it, yank, show me what a man you are. Rape my ass. Make me a pussy!" He demanded.

I accommodated his demands. I pounded him so hard that my balls bounced against his flesh each time I hit bottom. When it was over his second load of cum was on the expensive leather of the chair and his bowels were filled with my seed. He held me in his arms for a long time after our shared orgasm. My tears flowed freely.

"John, we are each of us what we are, no more no less. Few people are all evil or all good. The darkness as you call it is a part of you. You can no more suppress it than you can cease breathing. But you must share all of you darkness and light as you did with me today. Your sanity is at risk otherwise. Adam knows this. You seem to be able to manage that sharing with Zack and Julia," he whispered into my ear as our bare flesh pressed together.

"Thank you, Reggie. The three of us work well together. We thrive as a unit. But I do not want to be without Adam."

"He will always be a part of your life. I do not know what the future holds for a continued sexual relationship. His love will always be yours. But he needs to figure the course that will give you both the best future."

Reggie got dressed and left me alone in the room after handing me a satchel containing several large leather bound volumes. He told me that they were private thoughts from Adam and some information about the island. I set them aside unable to face Adam's private thoughts. I walked through the house naked unmindful of the household staff. I took a shower before meeting with Julia and Zack to tell them about Adam.



They Are A-OK Ch. 41



Author's note: so that no one accidental reads any of these chapters that is offended by gay sex, I am now listing all of them under Gay Male stories. For those of you who don't know my work, these stories have gay, straight and bi scenes and deal with various sexual fetishes. 


The next morning I returned to the library to begin reading Adam's words. The island was a great responsibility and I needed his guidance. His private journals contained his thoughts about every resident of the island. They also explained the financial arrangements. Most of that was handled by a business manager. I called the man and was assured that the island was in fine shape financially. He believed that the trust that supported the island and its people would last indefinitely. Before I could hang up he asked if I was interested in any information about the accounts in my name. I only asked for general information and learned that I had assets of at least five hundred and fifty million in my name. The income being generated from the assets was more than I could imagine spending in two life times. Though I didn't ask the details the man mentioned that there were also a number of trusts that I had administrative control over. In all I had in excess of two billion dollars in assets under my authority.

After getting off the phone I opened another journal. This one was personal. There were more than a hundred pages of personal notes extolling his love for me and his unending happiness that I had been in his life. Only at the end of these did he talk of the money. He insisted that I use the wealth he gave me to live exactly how I pleased. He also mentioned some charitable trusts that he wanted me to use to do good for others. A final smaller journal began by begging me not to grieve and to continue to live as a free spirited lover. It felt like he was saying goodbye. I feared for him because it was the permanent type of goodbye one might get from a dying lover.

I was happy that Adam had chosen to have Reggie mind the businesses. The island and the charities seemed a monumental task, especially with school and the AOK presidency. Those too were mentioned in the journal pages. He told me how proud he was of my success in the brotherhood. He added that he knew that the brotherhood would grow and prosper under my leadership. His final thought on me and the AOK seemed odd coming from a traditional point of view. He told me not to fear making changes. I had no idea what changes he had in mind, but hoped I would find clues when I used the key he had taped to the back over of the book. According to the instructions it opened a secret compartment in the council archives. Something so secret that it had to be kept locked away from the council itself intrigued me. 

I was about to set the journals aside when I discovered a couple of yellow legal pad sheets filled with handwriting tucked into one of the volumes. The surprisingly neat handwriting was apparently written within days of Reggie's visit.

Dear John,

I wanted to try to explain some of what Reggie has told you. As you have already read, I love you beyond measure. You have done nothing to cause my need to enter seclusion. My life has been very complicated. I thought I could have what I needed from you without hurting you. But I see that you need something I can likely not be, at least not now. But even that is not why I am making this drastic move. This is about me and my need to deal with things that I have let fester perhaps as long as I have drawn breath.

What I want to try to explain is my relationship with the man I call my mentor that you now know to be my biological father. He had told me that my parents both died when I was an infant. My birth certificate bore names of people who as far as I know never actually existed. He claimed that they were friends of his and he had taken me in because of their close relationship. The person he claimed that I was had no living relatives. I was made to believe that I was alone in the world without him. 

Though he was a tough man who practiced what some would call cruel discipline, I always felt his love. Our sexual relationship began slowly and was mutually desired. I was never forced into any activity. The dominance and submission grew naturally in my mind. He was a strong man who I had always known as a loving disciplinarian. I loved everything he did and everything he demanded that I do for him. In a part of my mind even before I knew that he was my true father, I acknowledged the incestuous aspect of our relationship. He was after all at that time in my mind my surrogate father. He however never allowed that thought to be spoken. 

I had been made to address him as Sir from the time I first learned to speak. There was no mention of his being a father figure. He insisted that he was simply a man who cared for me out of duty to old friends. Somehow, though neither of us outwardly addressed the matter, I always knew it was not that simple. It was only six months before he died that he told me the truth. By then I was totally in love with him and was doing things that no son could imagine doing at the behest of his father. That included fucking the woman who I did not realize was my stepmother. 

I left him that day, intending to stay away until he died. I wanted to deny him my love. But I could not. His power over me was complete. Two weeks after I left I was back at his side. He demanded that I continue to please him sexually and to perform with other of his pets and his wife to the moment he took his last breath. I was thirty years old when he died and until I found you thought I would be alone until I died. Only recently have I realized that I was being selfish making you into my Master. John, our relationship is not wrong, but it has caused me to reevaluate what I want in life. 

I do not want to be my father and run my vast empire accumulating wealth while leading a strange secret sexual life. Please forgive me for what I asked of you and for abandoning our love. I hope someday to find a balance in my soul and be able to return to society as a whole person. I hope that when I do you and I can still share a special close relationship. But for now I must slip away and correct my path.

There is one final thing I must tell you. I am reluctantly placing a burden upon you. It is a burden that I have carried since I held the president's chair. It is not one I wanted you to ever know. There is within the peers a secret society. Its purpose will be explained by the documents you will find if you use the key. All I will say is that our society believes that the AOK needs us as a guiding body. With all due respect to Adam Smith, we do not accept that an invisible hand will properly steer the Brotherhood. It has in fact gone astray at times. For example hedonism is now a far greater part of the activities than the founders intended. Not that change is wrong, but values must be preserved. Whatever you chose to do, please preserve the secret and only use the key when there is no chance your brethren on the council might learn of its existence. This is a secret that I could not even share with Reggie.

Love always,

Adam

I doubted I would ever see him again. That thought made me weep. I wished that he had shared his past and the burdens of his soul with me earlier. However, I suppose I would have been of little help to him if he had. The only thing I could do for him at that point was accept his position in the secret society. I couldn't really see how it would be any great burden. All members were pledged to protect and nurture the Brotherhood. As president and a peer, I was doubly, perhaps even more pledged to do so. But I would not fail Adam. I made plans to spend the next night in the AOK house. My only problem was the need to lie to Zack and Julia about the reason I would be sleeping away from them. If Adam could not tell Reggie the secret, I could not reveal it to my lovers at least until I knew more. I chose to tell them it was council business which they accepted without question.

That night while I hungrily ate Julia's pussy, I demanded that Zack fuck my ass roughly. It was a surreal experience being ridden hard by one lover as I gorged on the cunt of the other. Though neither of them questioned my desires, afterward I could see in their eyes concern. What I had wanted that night, insisted upon even was more than just unusual. It was far out of character. I had cum hard, depositing my seed on the sheets and leaving me shaking, unable to speak and panting for a time. They both tried to comfort me but I pushed them away. When I began to recover I insisted that they fuck. I lay on the far side of the huge bed as he pumped his cum into my fiancée.

The next morning I arose well before dawn. I was showered and dressed by the time they stirred. I kissed each on the forehead and left them for at least twenty-four hours. I am sure that they were still in bed when I arrived at the AOK house. When I used my key to enter I scared the poor kid that was supposed to be on duty. He had fallen asleep at his post as I am sure the majority of overnight doormen do. This one had the misfortune of being caught by me. I demanded that he lower his pants and bend over the arm of the parlor sofa. I took off my own belt and laid the leather to his ass hard six times.

"You will report to my room at noon to discuss this infraction," I informed my new brother as he stood at attention with his pants at his ankles and his eyes filled with tears.

I wanted to fuck him, but that needed to wait. I had to get up to the archives before any other council members were awake. I took the back stairs through the eerily silent mansion. I easily found the secret key hole behind a portrait of our founder, Ol' Fred. It was cleverly concealed as a knot mark in the paneling in plain view of anyone who looked. The key opened a small compartment with a lever inside. The exact movement of that lever would have taken some time to figure out had I not seen the instructions in Adam's journals. When properly engaged the lever opened a panel that allowed access to a hidden room. 

I slipped through the small opening and found the light switch. It was obvious that though unknown to the council the room was being cared for. It was clean and well organized. On the side walls there were sparsely used bookcases. Most of the books appeared to be leather bound personal journals. On the wall opposite the door was a pedestal that looked like it would be used to hold one of those huge unabridged dictionaries in a large formal library. An unopened journal sat there. The cover was embossed with:

GUIDE to the SOCIETY of PROTECTORS of the BROTHERHOOD of ALPHA THETA KAPPA (ΑΘΚ) 

On the inside of the cover there was a pledge of sorts in handwritten gothic script:

By proceeding beyond this page you join an elite group. By bond of your soul you pledge to keep sacred all you see. You have been given an honor and a curse. The turning of a page is your acceptance of both.

I turned the page, not really knowing what I had accepted. I seemed to be pledging more than I had already pledged to the Brotherhood. Since I doubted they controlled heaven and hell, I assumed they would make my life hell before taking it away. The first several pages were a list of names. All but six had been crossed through. Adam's name was one of the remaining names. The instructions told new members to line through the name of the brother they were replacing and to add his own name at the bottom. My hand shook as I ran a line though Adam's name. I steadied it to write my own. The next page read:

By placing your name in this book, you seal yourself to the other five and if your mentor be alive release him from further obligation. It is now your burden he can not help you further. 

The next part of the book talked of the society, its founding and purpose. It was founded shortly after World War II. It was a time of upheaval for the Brotherhood. The war had taken so many young men that for the first time the college was admitting women. It was mostly a matter of revenue being needed. Some questioned the need for certain aspects of the Brotherhood as the available females increased in the late forties. Because the number of new members was low the peers had taken a more active role in daily operations. The house was in need of renovation and a group of peers pledged the money. When a secret cache of journals from various former members dating back to Ol' Fred himself was discovered by some workmen they were delivered to the peer who was at the time in charge of the renovations. 

It seemed the revelations in those journals concerned the society's founder, Stephen Bellingwood so that he brought his old college roommate and frat brother, Hiram Phillips into his confidence. They decided to form a secret group to help steer the brotherhood. The eventually found four others and settled on a permanent membership of six. They decided that none of the material that was found could be made public. Their first actions involved raising the reverence that was accorded to Ol' Fred. The rest of the book was an index of the other books in the room 

I had been there too long and the risk of another council member coming in was growing with each minute. I chose to take a book with me. It was a copy of the private journal of Frederick Stimson with annotated interpretations by Stephen Bellingwood and Hiram Phillips. I figured that it was best to start at the beginning. I would have preferred to read the original without interpretation first. However, it had been sealed to protect it from further decay and I thought it best not to break the seal and risk damaging Ol' Fred's original writings. After closing the secret room and re-hanging the portrait, I slipped down to my room unseen.

I was hungry and thought I needed to fuel for my noon appointment so I locked the book in my desk and headed out to breakfast. On my way to the front stairs I ran into Terry Holland.

"Greetings brother!" He said excitedly and threw his arms around me.

I kissed his cheek as we embraced and returned his greeting.

"I didn't know you were in the house last night. If I had I wouldn't have passed such a lonely night," He told me.

I didn't believe that Terry ever had a lonely night that he didn't want.

"What no pledges or little brothers around to fuck?" I asked trying my best to act normal.

"Oh I got my cock sucked but well I had an itch that I can't have a pledge fill," He admitted.

"Oh I see, sadly I wasn't in the house last night. I just came by this morning. Perhaps tonight I can scratch that itch?" I suggested.

"What's wrong with now?" He asked sounding a bit disappointed that I didn't want to pounce on his ass right there in the hallway.

"I have a date to speak with one of our new brothers at noon and I want to get something to eat first," I answered truthfully.

"OK, how about I join you for breakfast and if it isn't too personal help out with you little brother issue?"

"Sounds like a plan," I agreed.

I figured fucking the errant doorman with Terry would be a blast. It might also get me out of a night visit to Terry's room. I needed time to delve into the Society of Protectors. We went to a place in town to eat and spent a long time talking. It felt good just shooting the breeze with a pal. We got back to my room a little after eleven. I could see from the look in his eyes that his interest in talk was gone. I let him pull me into his arms and lock his lips on mine. I had always thought that Terry was a good kisser. I didn't let the fact of his bulging crotch pressing into me hurry the action. I had no intention of being in the middle of sex when my appointment arrived.

"Damn, I miss you living in the house full time," He declared after allowing me to pull back for a breath of air.

"I miss it too at times, but Julia can't sleep here, so what the fuck am I going to do?'

"Give up cunt and come back to the all you care to eat cock buffet," He teased.

"Why would I do that? I can have my cock and eat cunt too."

He laughed and added, "Other guys miss you too, especially our twin cousins friends, Tyler and Jeremy."

"Mmmmmmmm, we do need to get that pair in bed again soon," I agreed.

"Who the fuck is coming at noon, by the way?" 

"New guy I don't know too well, Carlos Bryant. I caught him asleep at the door when I came in with my key this morning. I gave him the belt right away and decided to let him stew by ordering him to see me at noon."

"You're a bastard sometimes, my friend."

"I am sure you know my real motivation is a desire to fuck his cute brown ass."

"I had no doubt. Make sure you get his lips on your cock first. He has a special talent for cock sucking."

"You know him then?"

"You missed way too many pledges, brother!"

"No shit."

Carlos was a very sexy package. He was of mixed parentage and the genes went together well. His mother was Venezuelan and his father was a white bread Boston lawyer. He was five-ten with his mother's rich brown complexion and his father's warm hazel eyes. His hair was brown with blond streaks. His light body hair on his dark seemingly permanently tanned skin was very sexy. His pubic hair was neatly trimmed and sat like a puff of dirty cotton above his six-inch brown cock. I soon found out that his dark chocolate balls were kept smoothly shaved as were his muscular swimmer's legs. 

Terry and I spent the remaining wait for Carlos sitting on my bed making out and feeling each other up. It was an unusual experience. Any other time I had kissed a guy like that we were naked in minutes. Terry and I spent more than a half an hour and never took off more than our shoes. It was fun in the way it was fun to have a make out session with a girl when I was a teenager. I answered the door with an obvious hard-on when Carlos arrived exactly on time.  

"Greetings, brother," Carlos said sounding formal and stiff.

"Greetings, welcome brother, please come in. I have asked brother Terry to join us."

"Greetings brother, it is good to see you again," Carlos said to Terry far less formally.

"Greetings, it is good to see you also. How have you been since we last were together?" Terry asked.

"Very well, thank you."

"Good, but our president gave me sad news about you. There was a problem this morning, I hear.

"Yes, sir, I fell asleep while on door duty," Carlos admitted.

"Bare yourself and show brother Terry the price you already paid for that infraction," I ordered.

Carlos quickly stripped off everything including his shoes and socks. I was pleased to see that he was well aware of the standards of the brotherhood. He turned and presented his slightly bruised assed for inspection.

"I think you were let off easy," Terry declared and slapped Carlos's ass hard with his bare hand.

"It was not so easy, brother, Carlos seems to have a tough ass," I offered.

"Cute too," Terry added.

I moved behind Carlos, slipped my arms around his torso and grabbed his cock as I pressed my still clothed crotch to his backside. His shaft instantly hardened in my hand.

I licked his ear and whispered, "We are going to fuck that cute ass."

"Oh god," He moaned as I moved my other hand to his smooth ball sack.

Terry undressed as I continued to stroke and fondle our little brother while dry humping him with my pants on. 

"I hear you are a talented little cock sucker and that your mouth is better than your cunt," I snarled in his ear as I rubbed my thumb over his precum leaking cock head.

"I will be anything you want me to be, Sir!" He gasped.

"Get on your knees, I demanded.

He turned around and fell to the floor as I took a couple of steps backward. I smiled as I looked down at my hot younger brother. His hard cock danced between his legs indicating that he was as excited for the new experience as I. He watched like a hungry puppy as I stripped off my clothes, slowly revealing my body and full erection to him. 




They Are A-OK Ch. 41



Terry moved behind him and took hold of his head while demanding, "Open wide slut!"

I stepped forward as Carlos opened his mouth like he was readying for a doctor to inspect his throat. Instead of a wooden stick he got my cock. As his wet mouth engulfed my dick his hot breath cascaded over my balls. Terry pushed his head forward burying his nose into my pubic hair and fully impaling him on my cock. Carlos' gage reflex caused his throat to grab my cock head. I could feel his chin on my balls and see the distress in his eyes. Terry refused to let him back off for a breath. I was amazed at how long Carlos was able to keep my cock in his throat without puking. His breath came in snorts through his nose as his throat continued to squeeze my cock head. 

When Terry finally relented and allowed Carlos to take a breath, the young man released my cock and panted for a few seconds. Then without instruction or force he lustfully licked up and down my shaft. After that he took my cock back into his mouth and down his throat without Terry forcing the issue. 

"I told you he was a fucking cock sucking maniac," Terry declared as Carlos deep throated my cock like it was no bigger than a child's thumb. 

Terry left us for a moment to retrieve the lube that he knew I kept in my nightstand. As Carlos continued to swallow my throbbing meat, Terry lubed our young brother's ass. When he was ready, we had him turn around and get on his hands and knees. I knelt behind him and rammed my cock deep into his ass as Terry began fucking his willing mouth. I swear the little fucker purred as he took our cocks deep in both ends. His rectum was soft and warm and gently cradled my cock like a well lubricated cunt as I gave him a rough ride. Terry was no gentler with the kid's throat than I was with his ass. I came hard sending a torrent of my hot seed into his body. 

When I withdrew, Terry quickly took my place. Though I thought it impossible, my fellow councilmen seemed to be fucking our little brother even harder than I had. I could hear their bodies slapping together amidst Carlos's seductive moans. Impulsively I moved behind Terry and reached between his legs. As I massaged his tightening ball sack, I shoved a finger into Terry's twitching asshole. After a minute of having my finger in his body, Terry cried out and jammed his cock deep into the kid. I pressed my body into my friend's shaking torso and felt the intensity of his climax. Surprisingly, Carlos had maintained controlled.

"What is a matter, you little bitch? Don't we excite you enough to make you cum?" I snarled as Terry sat on the floor panting like a wounded animal.

"I..er..um, am sorry, Sir. Brother Terry has always insisted that I maintain control of my needs until given permission to climax," He stuttered, clearly fearful of my wrath.

"Well, I guess you have some very special ability," I said sarcastically as I grabbed his throbbing erection.

I closed my fist hard on his shaft as if I was trying to squeeze juice from a lemon. I stared into Carlos's eyes. He was panting and shaking. His eyes were wide open. I could feel his excitement has he anticipated the unknown treatment he was about to receive. 

"Brother John," He gasped, "You are amazing!"

I let go of his cock and asked, "How so?"

"Your power, your sexuality, everything is beyond anything I ever imagined knowing," He responded in a sincere sounding way.

Carlos could not know that he was stroking my dark side. I growled hungrily. I wanted to use the kid in ways I was sure he had not imagined. Terry clearly knew where Carlos was leading me. My friend reached out and touched my arm. I felt his fingers wrap around my wrist. He squeezed gently. I knew he was trying to cool my savage desires, but the darkness was upon me. My instinct was to strike my friend, but somehow I managed to maintain decorum. Striking a fellow councilmen in front of so junior a brother would have been a major transgression. Instead I gently pushed his hand away.

"Brother Terry, this little cunt needs to learn the folly of his failure and be truly tested," I said as calmly as I could manage.

I pressed on despite the distress I saw in Terry's eyes. 

"Carlos, you failed us all when you slept while you were supposed to be protecting our sacred house. You follow this by making impossible claims of your abilities to control your body!" I snarled.

"Sir, please, I make no claim of my ability, just of my teaching," He said.

"You contradict me, cunt?" I asked as I slapped his still fully erect cock.

"Never, sir," He said sounding scared but looking excited.

I was certain he wanted what was coming more than I.

"Stand up, bitch!" I demanded.

He jumped to his feet instantly and I grabbed his ball sack and yanked downward. Though he yelped slightly, I could see a sparkle in his eyes and the slight curvature at the corners if his lips indicating that he was suppressing a smile.

"You like this, don't you brother?" I asked as I continued to pull his sack down.

"Oh, god, Sir, I love the way you make me feel," He gasped.

"Brother John, may I speak to you privately?" Terry asked sounding desperate.

I wanted to simply tell him to leave the room, but brotherhood rules demanded I grant his request. I released Carlos sack and stood up. I asked our younger brother to wait in the hall. He walked out of the room, naked and fully erect without a hint of concern about who might observe him.

"John, I love and respect you, but I have to ask you to step back. Carlos doesn't know you as I do. He doesn't know what he is goading you into doing," Terry insisted.

"I have never seen you as a pussy or ignorant cunt, before, Terry," I barked letting him see that his interruption was only adding fuel to darkness. "He knows what he is bringing forth and he wants it as much as you have wanted it in the past."

"John, you aren't being fair to me and you can't know what he wants. He is a good AOK and will accept, maybe even encourage anything you want."

"You really are a dumb fuck," I said laughing before reaching for Terry's balls. "Maybe, you want to take his place?"

Terry stared hard at me and smiled as I squeezed his nuts.

"Careful, John, there are limits even to the presidents power to act without reason," Terry said calmly.

I let go his balls and pushed him back. I knew he didn't understand why I was feeling the dark desires. 

"Terry, you should leave. I have all the reason I need to give Carlos what I am certain he wants and I know I have to have," I explained.

"I want to stay and make sure you don't take it too far."

"No, get out and send Carlos back in here!" I demanded. "I promise he will be fine and leave very happy."

Terry picked up his clothes opened the door. He left and Carlos came back in to face his fate. My friend's led me to want to be sure of my convictions about Carlos's desires 

"Come sit with me brother," I directed softly.

As we sat I asked, "I would like you speak openly and truthfully, Carlos."

I stroked his cheek as he assured me he would always do so.

"It is my belief that you like to be treated harshly. Am I correct?"

"Um, that is a hard question, Sir. I like to be controlled certainly. But I seem to want more from you. I was not just saying what I thought you wanted to hear, when I told you how I felt about your power and stuff."

I grabbed his thigh and dug my fingers into his flesh as I pulled his face to mine with my other hand. His soft lips seemed to melt into mine as they parted giving me unhindered access to explore his moist mouth with my tongue. He sighed as I kissed him deeply while gripping his leg like a vise. 

After a couple of minutes, I pulled away and asked, "How do you feel now?"

"Amazing, I feel like you could make me cum without ever touching me in what most would call a sexual area," He admitted.

I told him to get up and bend over the bed. He did so quickly without a hint of hesitation. 

"I am going to take you places that you have never been. Do you want to go?"

"Oh god, yes, Sir, I want to experience everything with you," He answered breathlessly.

I stood behind him and used my foot to push his legs apart. I reached up under him and grabbed his hard cock and pulled it back 

"Oh, fuck, yes!" He wailed.

I slapped his buttocks hard before moving to the other side of the room. There was a drawer in the dresser full of seldom used toys. Carlos was about to experience what I believed would be new sensations for him. I grabbed a couple of items and returned to the bedside. Without a word I gave him another hard slap on his ass. Then I tickled his tight ball sack before placing a leather bag tightly on his scrotum. After giving his still pulled back cock a squeeze I hung weights from a ring attached to the leather pouch. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," He purred as his nuts were pulled downward.

As I admired his stretched nut sack, I inserted a tube of lubricant into his anus. He pushed back against the tube like he was trying to get more of it into his ass. I added generous amount of lube to the cum that remained from his earlier fucking. Once I had him lubed up I shoved a long, fat gel filled dong deep into his rectum. I used duct tape to secure it deep inside him. Next I employed a standard frat house paddle. I used it on his buttocks and upper things. Every few whacks it came down onto the back of the dildo. Copious amounts of precum oozed from his bent back erection.

"I see that you like this position, bitch," I snarled as I reached for my own hardening cock. 

"Yes, Sir, I am so excited I feel like you gave me some wondrous drug," He responded sincerely.

I moved between his legs and put my cock against his throbbing tool. I stroked them together knowing he was already fighting his release.

"Oh fuck," He wailed.

"Control yourself!" I barked and whacked his ass hard with the paddle as I continued stroking our cocks.

"Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee," He pleaded.

I let go our cocks and smacked his stretched ball sack. Then I grabbed his neck and pulled him up to a standing position with the fake cock still embedded in his ass. He spread his legs and squatted slightly to help accommodate the invader. 

I moved my mouth to his right ear and gently bit his ear lobe before whispering, "Begging won't help you. Bad little cunts need to take their medicine like men."

"Yes, Sir," He said suppressing his obvious desire to sob.

"Want more, Carlos?" I asked in a nasty tone.

"Oh, god, yes, please, Sir," He answered in a genuinely honest way.

I knew that I had found an ideal plaything for my dark times. I ripped the tape off his ass and tossed aside the fake dick. I easily shoved my cock into his wide open asshole. I buried myself ball deep in his body. I reached around his trembling torso and grabbed his throbbing cock as I ground my cock deep into his rectum. My balls pressed to his ass. The weight hanging from his nut sack bounced against my leg as I roughly jerked his dick. He began to pant in a way that clearly indicated that his was becoming desperate for release. 

"Fuck, oh no, I...I...I cacacacan't hold out," He lamented.

Yet he did hold out. Even with my cock pressed into his prostate he somehow willed himself not to cum. 

"Control until the very end. There will never be permission given, Carlos," I informed him and drew my body away from his ass.

Just as my cock was about to evacuate his body, I slammed back into him, fully filling his slick, wide-open ass. I started fucking him in earnest. Driving my cock in and out of him like I was jack hammering a resistant concrete slab. But there was no resistance from Carlos. His body rocked with mine. After a couple of minutes, I could tell he was on the verge of losing control. His rectal muscles were contracting on my cock. I was racing toward my own climax as I drove deep into him one more time. I ground my cock into his prostate and his cock erupted sending the contents of his balls spurting onto my bed. I gripped his cock harder as his rectum closed tighter around my cock. I sent cum shooting into his bowels for the second time that afternoon. 

After recovering I made him lick his cum from my sheets. Then I knelt between his legs and carefully removed the weight and leather sack form his stretched scrotum. I knew that he would have soreness to remind of our playtime for many days. I guess that is why I impulsively gave his wounded sack a soft kiss. Then I stood and turned his body to face me. I pulled him into my arms and kissed him deeply. Carlos was like clay in my hands at that point. I could have done anything to him as a sculptor can make a brown lump of clay into any object he chooses.

"You failed me," I said indifferently after pulling my lips from his mouth.

"I know, Sir. I am sorry, but I think it impossible to deny myself for long with you," He responded clearly expecting an even harsher punishment than what he had received.

"Turn around!" I demanded.

I gave each of his ass cheeks three hard whacks with my bare hand. Then I walked over to the door and pulled it open. As I expected, Terry was still standing there waiting for Carlos.

"Come in, brother," I said without a hint of surprise in my voice.

He stepped into the room and fixed his gaze on Carlos's glowing red ass.

"Brother Carlos, are you alright?" Terry asked clearly concerned for the kid.

"Greetings, brother, I am far better than alright. Perhaps better than I have ever been," Our younger brother replied in an earnest tone.

"Terry you are a good brother for caring so, but I am disappointed that you did not trust my judgment," I said calmly after asking Carlos to turn around.

The darkness was quelled for the moment. Even though it was unusual for a councilman to be dressed down in front of a young brother, Terry had no quarrel with me. He and I knew that the great trust we must have was violated.

"I am sorry, John, um Sir. You are my friend and the greatest of the brothers. I know well that it was wrong to lack faith in you. But it was only out of compassion that I acted so. There is no more I can do than beg your forgiveness and beseech you not to let my transgression harm our friendship," Terry said as he dropped to his knees. 

I walked over to Carlos, kissed him softly and asked him to leave us. The younger man quickly gathered his clothing and left the room without dressing.

"Fuck, Terry, I am that bad? Did you really think I would hurt that kid badly? How did you not see that he wanted what I did? Jesus, I know that you love to punish. Why after all we have done together could you not trust me?" I demanded to know as soon as we were alone.

"John, I am truly sorry. But we both know that there is something inside you that makes you dangerous at times. I believe that part of you makes you a great leader, but also imperils those that misunderstand what they are unleashing when they taunt you," Terry answered with tears filling his eyes while still kneeling.

"Fuck, get up you dumb bastard!"

He rose and I went to him. We shared a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss that was more loving than sexual. I am sure if I had not been spent it would have led to a more intimate and loving sexual encounter. But I was fully drained from my encounter with Carlos. The lump in Terry's pants indicated he was not as spent as I. I may have given into baser urges and blown my friend, but I had more pressing needs. I wanted to get to Ol' Fred's journal. 

"Are we ok?" He asked sounding truly worried when I ended the kiss.

"We will be after you have been properly punished." I answered softly.

Terry's eyes were suddenly wider than I thought possible.

"Friday at the council meeting you will confess your offense. The council will have the final say as to punishment, but I will press for a bare-assed paddling right then and there."

"Others will expect something more and may be suspect if you suggest a lesser than proscribed punishment for what will sound a very serious infraction."

"At a minimum, I should be belted by each member with you delivering the last and harshest of the lashes."

"I don't want your ass to be scarred. I can make the case that your compassion for the kid was a mitigating circumstance."

"You can not make that case, John. Neither of us should go too deep into the circumstances. I will not reveal the reasons, the things about you that I know."

"I am not suggesting you reveal anything. I will make the case for mercy. There will be no need to discuss my dark side."

"Without that there would be no logical reason for my concern. Please, just let me confess that I disagreed with you and acted without thinking things through. I am ready to accept the council's judgment on punishment."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," He said barely above a whisper. "But I have a favor to ask."

"What favor?"

"Let me bare my ass and use your belt on me as you would an errant pledge. I need to be properly punished or I can never forgive myself for doubting.

I nodded and he quickly shed his pants. I looked around for my belt as eh bent over my bed. 

"This is going to hurt like hell, my friend," I suggested.

"I know it should," He acknowledged as he grabbed a pillow.

As he buried his face in the pillow I could see that he shove part of the fabric into his mouth to muffle his cries. When it was done his ass was streaked with deep red marks and rapidly rising welts. I kissed him again and then told him that I had some things to do. He went to his room and I went to the showers. In the shower I gently declined Colin's offer of sexual favors. As much as I enjoyed the chubby gofer's attentions, even if I hadn't been spent, I wanted to get to my reading without any more delay.

"Are you ok, John? I can't remember you turning my ass down so casually before," Colin inquired.

"Oh fuck, I am sorry. I'm fine and you are as desirable to me as always. I've been fucking for the last two hours and need some recharge time," I said honestly.

"Want me to come by in a couple of hours then?" He asked hopefully.

"I have a lot of work to do this afternoon. Maybe, I can find you after dinner for a quickie?"

He jokingly told me not to do him any favors. I slapped his cute ass and told him not to forget his manners.

"Oh fuck, I'm sorry. I am stupid sometimes. Let me lick your asshole or something to apologize."

I couldn't resist the offer, so I turned around and spread my ass cheeks. He quickly got on the floor behind me and began teasing my anus with his hot tongue. He spent a couple of minutes rimming me before I told him that his apology was accepted. When I turned around I saw that he enjoyed it more than I did. His sweet cock was rock hard. I lathered up my hands and jerked him off. He seemed very puzzled after shooting his seed onto the wet tile floor of the shower.

I returned to my room and threw on a pair of gym shorts and a tee shirt. There wasn't much sense in getting dressed since I was sure I would be fucking another of my brothers before too long. It would be Colin at some point, but in the house one never knew what opportunities would be presented. I took the annotated journal of Frederick Stimson from the drawer and lay on bed to begin reading. I was apprehensive of what I was about to learn. From what I had already learned in the secret room, it was clear that what I knew about Ol' Fred's teachings was at least partially fabricated sometime in the forties. 



They Are A-OK Ch. 42



Even without the interpretations of Messrs. Bellingwood and Phillips, I would have quickly discerned that Fred Stimson was a closeted homosexual when he arrived at college. Within the first ten pages he had described his earliest sexual fantasies and experiences. All involved males. After twenty pages it was clear that he had never had anything resembling sexual contact with a female. The only interest he showed at all was intellectual curiosity about pussy, which he referred to as cunt in what could only be interpreted as a derogatory manner. One of the possibilities I had considered when I first learned about the founding of the AOK brotherhood was that Fred was gay and using the excuse of no available women to coerce men into having sex with him. His first detailed description of a sexual encounter did not support the coercion theory. I was captivated as I read his words:

"I had been at college for almost five weeks. During that time I had become increasingly anxious. I might well have blamed my anxiety on my studies. But in truth, I had no problem with the academic workload. It was indeed quite the opposite, when studying my frets seems to evaporate. The unease increased when my mind was not at work. I quickly realized that it was my body that was the main culprit causing my increasingly difficult condition. I suppose this point was best driven home to me after my thrice weekly physical education class. 

Using the locker room with so many handsome young men was a kind of torture for me. Though as I have written, I was no stranger to the pleasures of cock, I had never before imagined such a variety and abundance of the male organ. I learned that mature young men are far less modest and protective of their privacy than I was accustomed to with my former schoolmates. Most of my new classmates walk about freely in the nude while in the locker room. In addition, the showers are an open affair, where everyone's body is on display, cocks, asses and all. I have even glimpsed a number of them unashamedly washing themselves while semi-erect. 

I suppose that incidental arousal is to be expected considering that release is hard to manage in the college living environment. There are no female students and few available local women here for those that would chose to partake in cunt. I understand some visit prostitutes on the weekend in a nearby town. But few can afford such luxuries. For those of my tastes, if in fact there are others with my tastes here, it is difficult at best to know who or how to approach a potential partner. That leaves masturbation as the most likely method for obtaining release. 

I unlike many men do not profess distaste for self-pleasuring. However, privacy is at a premium here. Since there are no women on campus, other than a few secretaries, there is little need for even ordinary provisions for modesty. In the dormitories we share rooms, showers and even toilet facilities. I personally am not brave enough to masturbate in the woods as I hear some students resort to doing. Unlike my roommate I can not bring myself to try it while he sleeps across the room, even though I find him desirable. I have been lucky enough on two occasions to surreptitiously observe him masturbating when he thought I was asleep.

Happily, enough light comes in from the hall under the door to illuminate his side of the room while leaving my half opened eyes shielded. I suppose he was fairly well distracted with his task also, making it even easier to watch. His cock, which I had already seen flaccid when we changed or showered and I knew to be circumcised and interesting looking, grows long and thick when he is aroused. Since he tossed aside his bed covers and removed his pajamas, I was treated to a full show. While one hand slid up and down his long erect shaft, he fondled his balls with the other. As he got more into the action, his eyes shut tightly, allowing me to be less cautious. Though I supposed that he was imagining some cunt, I hoped in my heart that it was me he was thinking of me as he pleasured himself. 

I ached to go to his bed and replace his hands with mine. I had never touched a cock that large. I wondered if I would be able to take it all into my mouth as I had with two other men. Both of them had much smaller penises than my roommate, Charles. Could I even get my smallish hands around his large beautiful cock? I involuntarily touched myself as I watched his large bulbous, mushroom shaped cock head pulsate between his strokes. It was painful fighting the urge to go to his bed and swallow his prick. I tried to rationalize doing it. Would any man reject oral sex in those circumstances? It wouldn't make him queer to accept a man's lips when he was in such obvious need. But no amount of rationalization could overcome my fear. I knew what happened to queers. So I just watched.  

I nearly jumped up when his cock erupted, sending a stream of his thick semen shooting over his belly. Even though I wanted to watch him clean up, I forced myself to close my eyes. I was too afraid of being caught spying on him. The second time I was a bit braver and caught some of his clean up ritual. He dabbed at the puddle of semen with a couple of tissues. Then he walked across the room to the sink completely naked. I suppose he was confident that I was sound asleep, or maybe at that point he didn't care if I woke up and saw him. It wasn't unusual for him to be naked in my presence. Even though it was always somewhat torturous when he paraded his body before my eyes, that night it was worse. 

For the first time I let myself imagine holding and caressing him. I fixated on his round only slightly hairy ass. I could practically feel his flesh on my fingers as I imagined fondling his buttocks while our bodies pressed together. As he washed his hands, I thought about nuzzling his alluring ass and kissing his bare flesh. Though I had never put my lips on a man's ass, I would have happily licked his if he allowed. I even considered doing something I had scarcely imagined before. I wondered what it would be like to slide my cock between his supple buttocks and into his ass. I could not conceive of being able to take his large cock into mine. That night ended with him snoring while I lay awake, frustrated and afraid to relive myself as he had. 

When I awoke in the morning with my cock fully erect, Charles had already left for his first class. I chose to masturbate instead of attending mine. I pounded my cock in my fist while imagining having sex with my roommate. I had what was probably the most intense orgasm of my life to that point. 

After that I had what can only be called a crush on my roommate. Though it was primarily based on sexual desire and need, there was no denying I let it take on romantic notions in my mind. Fortunately, I was enough of a realist to know that it was unlikely anything would ever come of my crush. As far as I knew Charles was a completely heterosexual man. He had spoken of past girlfriends and at least according to him had plenty of experience fucking cunt. There had never been a hint of any interest in me or any man. I had very modest hopes for the relationship. I simply wanted more opportunities to watch him masturbate. Though I couldn't control that, I did mange to find ways to see him naked more often. 

One way was to be in the shower with him even if he was showering when I was basically clean. Another was to make sure I was in the room at times I knew he most often changed clothes. The most fruitful way turned out to be joining his extracurricular sports club. They played informal games of whatever sport was appropriate for the season. Because they were sanctioned by the college, the club had full use of the gymnasium locker room for showering and changing. I was assured of seeing him as well as many of his equally attractive friends naked two afternoons a week and Saturday morning. What I hadn't bargained for was the added frustration caused by seeing a group of naked men three more times a week.

About two weeks after I joined the club, I discovered what turned out to be the solution to my frustration. William Hightower Reynolds, an upperclassmen and de facto club president invited me to the house he lived in off campus. The house had been divided into several apartments. Bill lived alone in the smallest of them. It was a large room on the third floor that had its own bathroom. Along one wall there was a sort of kitchen with a sink, ice box and small stove. The main room was divided into two spaces. One area had a sofa and small table and chairs for eating. The other side had a double bed and desk for studying. The curtain that appeared to be made to separate the two areas was pushed up against a wall leaving the entire area open.

Bill told me to have a seat and pulled a bottle containing a brown liquid from one of the kitchen cabinets. He added that he wanted to talk and get to know me better as everyone in the club was close. As he walked toward me with the bottle in one hand and a couple of juice glasses in the other I realized the brown liquid was whisky. Though I was not a stranger to alcohol, I was not well practiced and my tolerance was low. Could I have imagined a good reason I would have declined the glass full of straight whisky he offered me. He informed that a drink and good conversation were one of the great pleasures men share. 

"So tell me do you prefer Fred or Frederick, my new friend," He asked jovially.  

I told him that friends had always called me Fred and he said in that case that he would do likewise. We talked and sipped the whisky and soon enough I had drunk almost two glasses and was beginning to feel the oncoming intoxication. I was also very warm.

"Fred you're sweating. I am sorry about the heat. The radiator is quite powerful on top of the attic location. I am afraid I can not make adjustments. I tend to forget that my guests are not used to such heat. I usually wear fewer clothes when I am here."

Before I knew it the both of us were wearing only our underclothes. I suppose the alcohol kept my anxiety at bay. We continued to talk and soon it seemed he knew nearly everything about me and I knew quite a lot about him. He said that he was glad to be getting to know me and hoped that we would be as close as he was with most of the gang. A few minutes later he suggested that the two of us get a head start of the next sport the club would be doing, wrestling. Not knowing what else to do I agreed and we ended up rolling around on the floor. Within minutes he had me pinned.

The weight of his body pressed against mine felt amazing. However, the internal arousal I felt made me worry that my cock might soon betray my desires. But he refused to free me and instead seemed to be humping me slightly. I was afraid to say anything as I thought I was imagining the sensation. Imagined or not, my cock began to grow and I tried to make an apology. He told me not to worry about it and that it was a perfectly natural reaction. I was certain at that point that he was rubbing against me and that his cock was also growing. 

As we lay there cock to cock he lowered his mouth to mine. Our lips touched and his tongue sought entrance. I had never tongued kissed a man before. A school mate and I once fooled around with some rather chaste kissing and I had put my lips on other parts of the male body, but this was very different. I parted my lips and welcomed his tongue with mine. I couldn't believe I was making out with a handsome older man while practically naked. It seemed I was on the verge of getting everything I wanted and needed.

The kiss lasted for what seemed both an eternity and far too little time. I can only guess as to the actual amount of time I spent laying under Bill with his tongue in my mouth and his cock grinding into mine. It was a blissful feeling that could only be improved by the removal of the two thin layers of cotton separating our flesh. After what I guess was about five minutes he pulled his mouth away from mine and rose up on his arms like he was going to do pushups. Our crotches remained pressed together. 

He smiled at me and told me that Chuck was right about me fitting into the group. I wondered if having sex with Bill was a requirement of club membership. My almost instant conclusion was that I didn't care. I wanted him desperately and was ready to do anything he desired. As it turned out he wasn't at all demanding. He jumped to his feet and offered me his hand. After helping me to my feet he asked me if I had been intimate with a man before. I hesitantly admitted that I had in a weak voice. Though he said nothing, his eyes told me that I had no reason to feel shame with him. Before my visit ended I would for the first time tell another person that I was homosexual. 

Bill though no stranger to cunt informed me that he too preferred the company of men as bedmates. I didn't really understand his phrasing at the time. To hear him talk about his desires you would think it was all about sex. But what happened after he took my hand and led me to his bedside was my first truly romantic experience. 

When we reached the side of his bed, he stood facing me and pulled my undershirt over my head. He touched my chest and let his fingertips dance over my nipples. I discovered for the first time how erotic it can be to have my little tits caressed."

Ol' Fred's use of the word tits to describe his chest surprised me as it evidently had surprised Stephen and Hiram. They wrote several paragraphs attempting to interpret the phrasing. Their thoughts made no more sense of his word use. What I decided was that my older brothers had failed to realize something very important about Fred's journal. In my mind it was clearly written years after the actual event. I knew this meant the tale was likely somewhat romanticized. It also meant that it was not being written from the perspective of a 19 year-old first embracing his sexuality. Rather it was an older yet still young man's recollections of the first time he made love. I turned back to the founder's words intending to skip reading any more of the later annotations.

"Next, Bill carefully lowered my under shorts down past my manhood. When they were low enough he let them drop to the floor and I stepped free of them. It was exhilarating to stand naked before a man. It was impossible to know what was coming as neither of us had expressed our intentions. He touched my cock with his warm, surprisingly soft hand. As he gently stroked my member, he slid his other hand up my thigh to cupped my tightening ball sack. I feared I might ejaculate at any moment. I was actually grateful when he let go of my privates and took a step back. 

Although I wanted to undress him as he had me, I was frozen in place as if I had suddenly been struck by a paralyzing infirmity. He pulled his shirt off revealing his hair covered chest that I had secretly ogled in the locker room. I already knew his cock was uncircumcised like mine. I had had an occasion to shower near him and managed to get a very good look at his tool. Still when he let his shorts drop to the ground the sight of his magnificent cock fully engorged took my breath for a moment. Neither of us had excessive foreskin, which meant that our cock heads fully emerged from their hoods when we were erect. His was pinkish-purple in color and appeared half again fatter than the cream colored shaft that held it aloft. My cock on the other hand is fairly equal in girth head to base. The slight flare of my glans is nearly hidden by the bunched foreskin that covers the tip when I am not aroused. 

He let me drink in his nakedness for a minute before stepping forward and pulling me into his arms. This time when our lips engaged our cocks came together bare flesh to flesh. The erotism of having a cock rub along mine as our tongues danced set my body afire and caused my spine to tingle. I had little time to savor the moment as he soon moved his lips from my mouth to my neck. His tongue slid down my jugular, over my shoulder blade and onto my chest. Having my nipples licked and sucked was a new and unexpectedly thrilling experience. A friend I once had a sexual encounter with suggested that we try it, but I had been too anxious to get to cock sucking and dismissed the notion. Had I known how sensual the experience could be, I might well have had a real lover before I met Bill.    

After spending a few minutes on each of my tiny tits, he ran his tongue down my abdomen as he dropped to his knees. He fondled my balls with one hand while guiding my throbbing erection to his lips. After kissing and licking my cock for a bit he took me into his mouth and easily swallowed my entire shaft. I felt his throat grip my cock head as his nose nestled into the tangled curls of hair at the base of my cock. It was obvious that Bill was far more experienced than I or any man who had sucked my cock before him. He ran his lips up and down my manhood repeatedly, using his tongue to add additional sensations.

I could feel the tide quickly rising inside my body. I warned of my impending climax, so that he could retreat if he chose not to drink my seed. He never pulled away or showed any reluctance to taking me to completion. When my orgasm came, he did not lose a drop of semen. What felt like a gallon of fluid shot from my cock, went down his throat and into his belly. My legs turned to jelly and my knees buckled. I stumbled and sat down on his bed. He remained on his knees between my legs, looking up smiling at me. I wanted to thank him and sing his praises, but my throat refused to make intelligible sounds. 

He put his hand upon my chest and gently pushed me backwards. I lay back as he lifted and spread my legs. He lowered his head and began licking my scrotum. The sensation was overwhelming causing me to squirm on the bed. To my surprise his tongue moved lower as he spread my buttocks apart. He began licking my anus as if it was a tasty candy. Though the thought of such an act was distasteful to me at the time, the pleasure it gave was astounding. After pushing his tongue into me several times he moved his fingertip to my tight puckered hole. 

He pushed his finger into me. The sensation was at once both unpleasant and exciting. Oddly, I realized the deeper he went the better it felt. This was another thing he was obviously very experienced at doing. He found a spot inside me that when touched sent jolts of pure excitement into my body. Soon he had two fingers inside me and was doing what I imagined men did to women's cunts. I was being fingered in preparation to be fucked. As he worked his fingers in and out of my rectal canal he continued to spit. I could feel myself loosening up as he worked his saliva into ass.

When he stood and moved into position to replace his fingers with his cock, I was frightened. But I remained there with legs spread wide, determined to give him as good a climax as he had given me. He pushed my legs higher and told me to grab my ankles. When he pulled his fingers out of me, I felt empty. I needed to be filled. He guided his cock to my anus. Relax he whispered as he pressed into me. He was giving me instructions and I did my best to follow them as he pushed his fat cock head through my sphincter and into my body. 

I bit my lip to keep from crying out as his cock pierced my virgin orifice. Though his large manhood felt more like a hot fire iron than an instrument of pleasure, I made no protest. My rectum burned as he forced his thick cock ever deeper into my nether region. To my amazement pleasurable feelings began to break through the intense discomfort. His cock head must have found the same spot his finger had touched earlier. Jolts of pleasure shot through my body overwhelming the pain and quenching the fire in my bowels. His cock was fully imbedded in my body. I could feel his balls resting against my sack as he ground his mighty tool into me.




They Are A-OK Ch. 42



"Are you ready?" He gasped.

Not knowing what I was supposed to be prepared for, I nodded. He pulled back like a great beast preparing a second assault. His cock nearly left my body. I clamped my eyes shut as he drove his prick back into my body. The second assault caused far less pain. I opened my eyes and looked up at his face as he began fucking me in earnest. I saw his face contort with sexual fulfillment as he thrust his cock in and out of my ass. I willed my rectal muscles to relax and pain gave way to pure bliss. He was gasping and panting. My heart was racing and my partially flaccid cock was leaking copious amounts of the fluid that is the precursor to the arrival of ejaculate. 

"Fred!" He wailed as he buried his cock deep in my bowels.

His entire body seemed to tense. I felt the warmth of his seed as his jerking cock erupted inside me. He held on to me as his climax continued. A minute later I was empty except for the musky remnant of his orgasm that slowly oozed from my now expanded anus. He crawled onto the bed with me and pulled me into his arms. He seemed to be fighting for each breath. I caressed him as we cuddled.

"Oh fuck, you really are perfect for the group," He declared when his voice returned.  

"That was amazing, Bill. Thank you for teaching me what it is really like to make love with a man," I responded.

"Did I take your virginity?" He asked while smiling broadly.

I admitted that his had been the first cock in my ass. He told that he wanted his ass to be the first I fucked in that case. 

There was a great deal of what I thought was rather off the mark interpretation after Ol' Fred's passage ended. Stephen and Hiram seemed determined to mark the incident as the turning point that led our founder deeper into a gay lifestyle. What came through to me while reading the pairs long interpretations was that these men harbored some self-loathing toward their own homosexual activities. Though I was still anxious to read more of Ol' Fred's writings my suspicions about Stephen and Hiram brought my interest in learning more about them to the forefront. To do that I would have to return to the secret chamber and retrieve their journals. I knew it would require reading between the lines to confirm my opinions about the duo.

A knock on my door interrupted my scheming about getting back upstairs without being seen. I jumped out of bed and went to the door without bothering to grab a robe to cover my nakedness. I was within the safety of the house. It was all but impossible for anyone but a brother to be on the other side of the door. I had long lost any modesty or inhibitions toward AOK members, past or present. 

"Fuck, looks like you are ready for my visit!" Kyle Phelps said jovially before pulling me into a bear hug.

A couple of new brothers walked by as we were hugging in the open doorway. They were clearly more than a little interested in the big handsome guy that their naked president was hugging so enthusiastically. If it hadn't been so long since I had seen Kyle, I might have given them the opportunity to experience my old friend's huge sausage. Instead I gave them a look that clearly said move the fuck on as I pulled the big teddy bear into my room.

"What the fuck are you doing here? I thought you were too busy being a captain of industry in California," I joked as I closed and locked my door.

"I wanted to see you; thought maybe you could use a friend after I heard about Adam," He said.

I didn't react to the surprising news that he knew about Adam's disappearing act.

"That sweet lady you're living with doesn't mind you coming to visit and old boyfriend?" I asked trying to change the subject.

Kyle had found a very understanding girl and shared his entire sexual history as they fell in love. Last I knew he was well on his way to marriage and a lifetime of no more cock.

"Shelly and I split. Even though she thought she could deal with my past and even helped me by allowing a dildo to become part of our sex life, she couldn't handle the reality of having a bi boyfriend. She tried when I told her I needed a real cock occasionally. Hell, she even decided to try watching. That was a mistake. Seeing her big strong man actually go down on a cock was too much I guess," He explained.

"I'm sorry, Kyle."

"It's cool. I knew it wasn't right for me. You got lucky with Julia. I doubt I will end up with the whole marriage thing. Well unless I find a guy and they work out the gay marriage issue someday."

"You really think you would marry a guy?" I asked surprised by the revelation.

"Yeah, but I came here to help you. Are you really as ok as you seem? I didn't get that impression when I saw Julia and Zack earlier."

"Fuck, I guess I do seem a little weird to them right now. I can't say Adam's little surprise didn't fuck with me. What did you hear by the way?"

"Mostly mysterious shit. You know I am a VP of a company where he is a major shareholder. All we were told was that we would be sending his reports to someone else. So I called Reggie. He told me that Adam was sequestering himself and getting help with some issues. Fuck, it sounded like he was getting help for drug addiction. He isn't a drug addict is he?"

"Well, I don't know everything about the situation either, but it isn't drugs. Oh fuck, Adam didn't talk to me, Reggie did. I got a note from Adam. Anyway, there is some fucked up shit in his past and he thinks he is fucked up psychologically from it or some shit. So I guess you would say he committed his ass to a nut house."

"Adam isn't crazy!" Kyle insisted.

"You don't know him like I do. Fuck, maybe he is. Maybe I am too. The fucking dark side came out big time since this shit went down," I admitted.

"I know it hurts the way he left, but you know if he really had issues, maybe he didn't think he could go if he saw you in person. I know he loves you. If it would help you can let that dark side loose on my ass," He offered.

"Careful what you offer up there. There is more than just him leaving though," I told Kyle knowing I was on the verge of breaking a secret pledge.

"What else is going on?"

"He had some information delivered to me. Stuff even Reggie doesn't know. But I pledged on my honor as a brother not to share."

"Fuck, John you can't drop a bomb and then not explain," He insisted.

I don't know where the idea came from, but I knew that one of the peers on the list was a very old man. He needed to name a successor anyway. I wanted that name to be Kyle Phelps. It seemed reasonable to me that I should have a say in the decision since I would be spending decades working with whoever was chosen.

"Wait here, I will be right back."

I grabbed my robe and threw it on as I headed out of the room to use the brotherhood office. Colin Steiner and one of the new brothers were there working. Neither protested when I asked them to leave so I could work in private. I went to the private files and found the contact information for Nelson August Fieldmeister. He was the last remaining original member of what I feared was an unholy covenant. As I dialed his private number, I tried to imagine how the newest member of the group could possibly convince the octogenarian 

"Hello Brother Nelson, I'm John Campanelli. I'm..."

"I know who you are. Greetings brother. But why is the young president of our brotherhood calling me? Surely, you can't think my old cock could still be used," He said in what I took to be a joke.

"Sir, if that was something you desired, I would make every effort to give you pleasure."

"Oh to have such a young, handsome, viral brother suck upon my ancient cock would be a true delight. But I fear you would be working long and hard on an almost useless piece of flaccid skin," He replied truthfully. "But were you to want to fuck an old man, a visit would always be welcome."

"I would come if you called. But sex is not the reason for this call. There is a very serious matter I must discuss with you. Are you aware that Adam has made me his replacement in the Society of Protectors?"

I was sure he had stopped breathing for several seconds. I did not need words to tell me that I had given him new information.

"I have not been called upon by the society for a few years now. But this is not a subject for the phone, John."

"Perhaps not. But I have a pressing issue I want you to address. I believe it is time you named your successor and I have a candidate," I told him.

"I do not dispute your belief that it is time for me to pass on my position. It is a subject that weighs upon me as I am no longer robust enough to care for the society's secrets. I would be well rid of the burden I have carried for so long. But I can not simply let you name my replacement. I must meet this peer to judge his worthiness."

"He is in the house now. I could bring him to see you. It is less than two hours drive; we could be there soon."

"Very well, but remember your oath. Do not tell him of the society."

I hurried back to my room and informed Kyle that there was someone I wanted him to meet. He insisted I give him more information but I steadfastly refused. I had him drive and I navigated. He was clearly surprised when we pulled up in front of an exclusive nursing home. Even though Kyle had no idea how exclusive the place was, it was obvious that only the very rich could afford to live there. Only a small number of the brothers knew about the private home the AOK maintained for members who no longer could care for themselves. There were thirty men living there. 

Nelson Fieldmeister occupied a large corner apartment on the top floor. The busty nurse maintained a business like demeanor as she escorted us all the way to his door. Her uniform seemed purposely designed to mask what I believed to be a fairly hot looking body. I suppose even in old age the AOK brothers were a randy bunch. She waited until the ring of the bell was acknowledged before escorting us into the apartment. Brother Nelson was sitting in a wheelchair with his back to us, seemingly staring out a picture window.

"Your guests have arrived," The nurse announced as she approached the old man. 

"Anne, how nice you came with them," Nelson said in a cheery voice as she turned his chair around.

His obvious blindness made it clear that he had not been enjoying the view. 

"Well describe them to me, Anne. Are they a couple of hot studs?" Nelson asked eliciting a giggle from the suddenly friendly nurse.

"Well forgetting for the moment that my appetites are not the same as yours, I would say these young gentlemen would be your type," She said clearly indicating that we weren't her type.

"Now Anne, I know that you have no use for cock, being a pussy licker, but I am sure you can manage a better appraisal than that," Nelson insisted.

The nurse didn't show the slightest hint of annoyance at the old man's crude way of describing her sexual preference. 

"August, they're very sexy and if I was an old cock sucker like you, I would no doubt be drooling right now," She responded clearly teasing a favorite patient.

He laughed and thanked her.

"Don't get him too excited boys," She warned on her way out.

"Fuck that, if you can get this old cock aroused go for it!" He insisted.

"We need to talk first, brother. I'm John, greetings sir. This is my friend and brother Kyle Phelps," I said as I approached the frail looking old man.

"Greetings, my young brothers. It is a pity you are all business," He said as I took his hand in mine.

"Greetings brother Nelson," Kyle said like a proper AOK.

"Bend down so I can touch your face," Nelson demanded.

Each of us knelt in front of him and guided his hand to our faces. As he touched Kyle's face he looked as if he was trying to recall something.

"Didn't I meet you before, brother?"

"Yes, sir when I was a pledge. We spent some time together one evening."

"Sadly, my memory of days long past is better than those of more recent occurrences. Did we fuck?"

"That would depend on how you define fuck. We had an intimate encounter."

The old man smiled.

"I will insist on more details later. For now I suppose there is business to discuss," Nelson said in what seemed a sad voice.

"I do not understand what business you could have with me and my friend has been uncharacteristically circumspect on the matter," Kyle told the frail man.

"He takes his duties seriously as do I. This will make our conversation somewhat difficult and very likely confusing to you...Wait are you the Kyle with the huge cock?" Nelson asked perking up.

Kyle blushed and seemingly didn't know how to respond.

"It seems your memory is better than you let on, sir," I answered for my friend.

"A cock like that is not easily erased from memory," Nelson said while flashing a broad smile in Kyle's general direction.

Though I wasn't sure how I felt about it, I was certain that something sexual would be happening in that apartment before Kyle and I left.

"Anyway, young man, your friend believes that you are worthy of a great honor which carries with it an even greater burden. It is a burden that was entrusted to me long ago by a dear friend of mine. Sadly, that friend is no longer living to share the burden. It is younger men who are my colleagues in the important endeavor; the youngest and newest of these being John. Your being close friends would be a benefit to you both in carrying out the duties that he believes I should hand over to you. So, on the face of things it would be in the best interest of our purpose if you are in fact suited to the position," Nelson began to explain while trying hard not to violate his oath.

"I am sorry, Sir, but I am not grasping your meaning," Kyle interrupted.

"Kyle, let him continue. It is difficult to explain this thing since we are bound by oath not to speak of it outside of those who are a part of the thing," I said while gripping my friends arm.

"How the hell can I understand what you are talking about if you can not tell me about the thing?" Kyle asked sounding more frustrated than I have ever known him to be.

"Young man, what I can tell you is that there exists within our brotherhood a level that is in a way exalted beyond even the senior peers. It exceeds the authority of the president and chancellor. It is also extremely exclusive and is kept secret from all but those who are members."

I was glad that Nelson was blind and could not see Kyle's expression. It was clear to me that he thought he was listening to the ravings of senility. I squeezed his arm again and gave him a look that I hoped indicated that the old man was speaking of a very real group.

"For just over forty years I have carried the burden of the honor. It would be the easiest thing in the world to hand it over and be rid of my final concern in life. I spent much time contemplating a successor. I came to the conclusion that it was best not to make a selection," Nelson continued.

That statement puzzled me. But I remained silent in the hopes that he would explain himself.

"It is not unprecedented for a member to die without naming his replacement. When that happens it is left to the remaining members to fill the position. But now I am presented with a new possibility. I know that I may live many more years as my body and mind slowly decay. That could mean that I would for a long time hold a position I am not capable of executing. Naming you upon John's recommendation would solve that problem. But I must know that you are willing and able to protect the brotherhood as I have been," Nelson said coming close to revealing too much.

"Sir, I still do not truly know what is being asked of me. But many times I have pledged all that I am and perhaps ever will be to the brotherhood. I do not see how I can offer more than that," Kyle said earnestly.

"You have pledged your honor, your future wealth and even your balls to us, but what we will ask of you in exchange for the greatest honor is even more," Nelson said sounding sad.

Kyle knelt at Nelson's feet and placed his hand on the man's frail thigh.

"Sir, I swear that no matter the burden, I will honor you and all of my brothers. I will do whatever is required to the best of my abilities in the service of the AOK. I will always protect as the bear sow protects its cubs," Kyle pledged summing some great courage from deep within.

"I believe you will," Nelson acknowledged with tears in his eyes.

The old man reached out and touched Kyle's cheek.

"I bestow upon you my position in the Society of Protectors of the Brotherhood of Alpha Theta Kappa. May you always guide it with love and care and may your life be rewarded for your service," Nelson said in a formal tone.

It was strange to hear the words Alpha Theta Kappa spoken. Generally, our frat was simply called AOK or the brotherhood. It was equally strange to see the two men before me. Kyle was clearly filled with confusion, while Nelson took on an unmistakable look of peace. The burden left him the moment he said the words.

Nelson moved his hand to the back Kyle's neck and nudged him forward. My friend took the old man's meaning immediately and moved his face to Nelson's face. Their deep kiss was surreal. Kyle the big young teddy bear of a man juxtaposed with the seeming tiny, frail old man made for a truly odd couple. After the kiss, Nelson suggested that an exchange of semen would be a good way to seal the changing of the guard. Kyle agreed and began to undress. I stood back, planning to watch as I had not received an invitation.

"John, please don't be shy, join us," Nelson said as he began to fondle Kyle's huge cock with his gnarled fingers. 

I undressed as I watched Kyle's cock come to life for the old man. I knelt beside Kyle and opened Nelson's robe. He lifted his bony ass up so that I could slip his expensive pajama bottoms down. His cock lay lifeless amid a mass of long, white hair. When I began to fondle him, I discovered that his cock felt much like any flaccid tool I had touched. If I had closed my eyes it would have been easy enough to imagine that I was playing with a younger man's dick. But I choose not to do that. No matter my lack of sexual attraction toward him, I wanted to know that it was a respected old man's cock I was pleasuring.

I turned to look up at Kyle and found to my surprise that his expression was one I would say indicated sexual desire. I had not imagined that he would find the old man any more alluring than I did. Although the old man seemed to be enjoying my attentions he had not lied about the likelihood of his cock becoming erect. It remained nearly flaccid as I played with it and his balls. I looked up at Nelson's face hoping to be relieved of my task when I caught his eye. All I saw was desire and joy in his then sparkling eyes. Age seemed to be melting away as he fondled Kyle's equipment.

Nelson slipped an arm around Kyle and groped about until he found and grabbed his ample ass cheek. I had to move to the side of the wheel chair as the old man nudged Kyle forward. Nelson leaned forward and licked a drop of precum from Kyle's fully engorged cock. He pulled my big friend closer and took that fat cock head into his mouth. I was mesmerized watching Nelson slowly swallow the long thick shaft. The old man was clearly a practiced and accomplished cock sucker. He seemed to have no problem taking that fat prick into his throat. I looked up at Kyle's face. His eyes were closed and he had the unmistakably dreamy expression of a man fully enjoying a sexual experience. 

Nelson's cock began to show a little more life as he slid his lips up and down Kyle's meat. Soon my friend's breathing and soft moans betrayed his growing excitement.

"Oh fuck, god, you're... oh shit, gonna make me oh god, fucking cum!" Kyle gasped. 

"Mmmmmmmmmm, the old man hummed while continuing to suck Kyle's cock.




They Are A-OK Ch. 42



Kyle was shaking. I knew he was fighting to control his climax. It was a fight he could not win. Nelson worked harder to bring about the inevitable eruption. Though he managed to capture and swallow the first volley of cum, Nelson ended up with globs of cum dripping from his face when Kyle's cock jerked free of the old man's mouth. He smiled as several bursts of semen hit his face. Kyle dropped to his knees and began sucking Nelson's semi rigid cock. The old man stroked his young partner's hair as Kyle tried in vain to suck the small cock to full arousal. 

Nelson had pulled me to my feet and was sucking my cock as enthusiastically as Kyle was sucking his cock. His soft hands felt good on my balls and his skillful lips and tongue soon had me on the verge of feeding him a second load. That was when he pulled his mouth off my throbbing cock.

"Will you do an old man the great honor of giving what may be my last fuck?" He asked me as if inviting me to have tea. "I knew I couldn't take Kyle's sausage, but I think I can still accommodate one as large as yours, John."

"I would be honored to fuck you if that is your desire, sir."

"Then help me up so I can get into to position. I want you to take me like a little bitch. It has been a long time since I have been fucked good and well," He confided.

He sent Kyle to the bedroom to retrieve a bottle of baby oil while I helped him walk to the sofa. He looked very frail bent over the sofa asking me to grease up his cunt and give him a good old fashioned fucking. I put a generous amount of baby oil in his ass with my fingers. He was practically purring as I finger fucked him. Kyle coated my cock so that I could keep my fingers in Nelson's ass. The old man was soon begging for my cock. I mounted him and slowly pushed my dick into his surprisingly loose asshole.

"Come on John, fuck me like you do a pledge that needs to learn what it is like to have cunt!" He demanded.

Kyle set down on the sofa and held him as I reared back. While I fucked him, Nelson kept exhorting me to pound him harder. Kyle reached under Nelson and stroked his half-hard pole as my orgasm built. Nelson came and began to shake while moaning unintelligibly. I drove deep into his body one last time as my cock erupted. I pumped an unusually large load into the old man while Kyle held him. When it was done, he collapsed into Kyle's arms. I sat down on the floor trying to recover my senses as I watched Kyle gently caress the old man. Nelson appeared very tiny in Kyle's arms.

After awhile we got dressed and Nelson called for an attendant to bring iced tea and snacks. He said that he wanted to tell us some things that perhaps we would not find in the dusty journals of the secret archives. Even though I was anxious to get back to the house and begin working with Kyle to unravel the mystery of the Society of Protectors, I was intrigued by the idea of hearing Nelson's personal recollections.

"Brothers you have agreed to take on what may turn out to be an overwhelming burden. I hope that due to your being such caring young men you will not find the task too onerous to bear. I know that you are extraordinarily compassionate my brothers. You have shown that by giving an old man a gift few your age would even consider. I know that you have your choice of scores of young, willing, beautiful boys and yet you allowed me to be a part of your sexual adventures. I hope someday when it is your turn to be the elders that such gifts will be given to you."

Nelson paused and looked at us. It was a wistful look as if he knew some great truth. Perhaps he was thinking that Kyle and I were the last of his lovers. Perhaps I was overly thinking the meaning of his look. He may have simply been trying to recall something he wanted to tell us about. 

"Such sweet, sexy young men," He continued as if he was talking to himself. "I met Frederick Stimson the night I became a full brother some 60 plus years ago. He had already passed his sixtieth year at that point. In those days old age seemed to come earlier than it does now. But that was not so with Fred. I was much taken with him and elated when he took me off privately at some point in the evening."

I wondered if we were hearing an actual memory or a fantasy.

"I can still remember how my 21-year-old body trembled as I knelt before our revered founder. He removed his council robe and I saw up-close for the first time his hairless genitals. I studied the brand and intricate tattoos that adorned his most private areas as he stood before me. He was the first man I had seen that was so festooned. It was not a common practice at the time even among true homosexuals. Four years later Fred had the peer council decree that all brothers should show solidarity by choosing a special genital decoration. It wasn't until shortly after Fred's death that the tradition took hold with the majority of members."

Again he stopped to reflect. I was anxious to hear more and urged him to continue his story.

"You must learn patience, John. But to satisfy your lurid curiosity I will simplify the rest of the meeting. I licked and sucked him at his command until he was on the verge of a blinding orgasm. Then he fucked me good and well with only spit for lubricant. It is fortunately that he was far less endowed than you and Kyle. I did not have much experience taking cock in my ass at the time. The brotherhood was less hedonistic in those days as was the world in general. Fucking was a part of ritual but not as much a part of every day play as it is now."

"Um, are you saying that Ol' Fred had a small cock?" Kyle asked sounding stunned.

"He was below average in length even for those in the brotherhood at the time. I know we had no members or peers that I met that came close to your length or girth, Kyle. There may have been a few that were in John's range, but not many. None of that will have been written of course. In fact I would guess that readers of the chronicles would believe that Fred was rather well endowed. It was a part of the myth that had begun before my time."

"May I ask how you came to the brotherhood?" I interjected.

"That would likely be instructive to you as I am sure the experiences of the brothers of my time are significantly different than those of your peers. When I came to the university I was as much of a virgin as it is possible to be at nineteen. I had never touched a woman in anyway that could be regarded as sexual or even French kissed. As for men the idea had not ever occurred to me. If not for the risqué postcards a classmate obtained, I would not have had a clue about the female body. As I had always been told that it was sinful, I did not even masturbate very often. Most of the orgasms I had had to that point were nocturnal emissions which were a cause of some shame in those days."

I wondered if Nelson's experiences were typical or he was simply a late bloomer.

"Being at an all male college did not change anything about my situation. Then in my second year I joined the varsity crew team. The cox for my scull team was a tall, well built and strong willed junior. I was the only inexperienced member in our scull. Thomas insisted that I work extra sessions with him to improve my technique. After one of our early extra sessions we ended up alone in the locker room. I felt his eyes on me as we showered together. Being completely inexperienced in such things, I decided that I was imagining the feeling. Oddly, I took the opportunity to surreptitiously take in his nakedness. 

I had of course seen other men naked in similar circumstances, but that was the first time I could recall visually examining another's body. When we were drying off together, Tom began casually asking about my sexual history and current situation. Upon learning about my total lack of sexual history he commented that it must be hard to concentrate with so much need built up in my loins. Having tossed away our used towels we were standing naked in the drying room as he continued to talk. He suggested that it was unhealthy to go without release at our age. Even though he was only a little more than a year my senior he seemed much older and wiser to me at the time.

I allowed as how he might be correct and he asked if I masturbated frequently. I said something about no privacy in the dorms and told him that I learned that it was a shameful thing to do. He assured me that there was no shame and that all men did it. He went on to reveal that he frequently masturbated. The biggest shock came when he began to fondled himself right there in front of me. 'See,' he said, 'there are places where it is safe.' I watched in fascination as his cock grew. He suggested that I liked what I saw and asked if I wanted to touch it.

Though I tried to deny his accusation and refuse, he was correct. I was all but mesmerized by the first cock other than mine I had seen erect. I wanted to know if it indeed felt the same as mine. He reached for my hand and pulled it to his groin. As I fondled his dick, he told me it felt good and reached for my growing erection. We stood there fondling each other. When he began jerking me off, I followed suit. After we ejaculated he grabbed a used towel and cleaned up the mess. We got dressed and left and I figured that was the end of that."

"But it wasn't?" I asked.

"No, it turned out to be the beginning of my first sexual affair. We began to regularly pleasure each other. Soon he introduced me to oral sex. He was always pushing me to try new things. I learned to touch and kiss him in places that I had never imagined would give pleasure. He was a brother of the AOK and nominated me to join. Even though he hinted about certain activities, I did not fully know what I was getting into when I pledged. By the night I was elevated to full brotherhood I was into all types of play."

"Have you ever been with a woman?" Kyle asked.

"Yes, I have fucked many women, even married a couple. It wasn't until after I left college that I had my first taste of pussy, however. I am not gay, but have never stopped enjoying the pleasures of playing with my brothers."

"Was that night the only time you had sex with Ol' Fred?" I asked hoping to move things along.

"No, for a year or so I was one of his favorites. He was in the house frequently and we played often. Over time we did everything men can do. Because we became close, I learned many private things. Some of those I never shared with the protectors. But now I think you two may need to know those things," He said as he rolled his wheelchair over to an ornate desk that looked as if it may have belonged to Napoleon. 

From a hidden compartment he retrieved a leather bound book which turned out to be his journal from the time he spent as Ol' Fred's lover. 

"Guard these secrets well. Act upon them as you see fit to protect the brotherhood. As the War wound down in Europe and Asia, I came together with others to save our fraternity. But we never got the course completely righted. That task is yours now. The brotherhood is sailing in ever rougher seas. You must be as Adam Smith's unseen hand and guide the ship on a safe course. It can sail to safe harbors for another hundred years with your help or be dashed upon the rocks. Ultimately, it is your choice. Maybe, the brotherhoods end time is nigh. I know it has been good to me and hundreds of other young men. If you believe that future men can benefit from it as I have than keep it in calm waters, if not scuttle it."

His odd slip into metaphor seemed to bring to an end his heightened lucidity. I knew that we would learn no more that day. All that was left for Nelson to teach us was in the leather book I clutched as we said goodbye. He managed to stand and give each of us a hug as a nurse came up to escort us out. This time it was a male nurse. His knowing smile indicated to me that Nelson may have been getting more cock than he let on.



They Are A-OK Ch. 43



"Was all that shit for real?" He asked excitedly as I pulled out of the long driveway.

"Well the sex was definitely real. You have for sure been given a new position, which will require some more explanation. As for what our ancient brother told us, I don't actually have a fucking clue. But in spite of his obvious senility, I think every word was the truth as he has believed it to be for a long time," I answered honestly.

"What the fuck have you gotten me involved in, babe?" He asked sounding worried. 

On the trip home I told him everything I knew so far about the Society of Protectors. About midway, I stopped for gas, a piss and to make a phone call. Zack answered and I told him that I was going to be tied up with AOK business for a couple more days. My lover displayed his characteristic innocence and trust. He didn't show the slightest hint of doubt in me. 

"Don't worry, baby, Julia and I will take care of each other while you're too busy for us," He taunted before handing the phone over to her.

"That damn brotherhood of yours is cutting into my cock time now!" She joked after I delivered the news to her.

"I love you too," I replied.

She laughed and told me that she understood. Although I knew I didn't have anything to worry about I felt a pang of what can only be called jealousy when she hung up. Knowing that the two of them would be fucking their brains out in my absence was the cause. None of the three of us had reason to be concerned. We loved each other equally and had perfect freedom to fuck anyone else we wished. There was never a reason for deception. Had I told them I was off for a few days of wild sex with Kyle and bevy of whores they would have been equally comfortable. Though I had told the truth about brotherhood business, I wished I could have told them the whole truth. 

It was nearly ten when we got back to the house. Being the middle of the week the area around the AOK mansion was deserted and quiet. Carlos my recent playmate was on the door when we entered. He smiled broadly as he greeted us properly.

"It is good to see you again so soon, sir," He added as if he was hoping for a repeat session.

"It is always good to see my new little brothers," I replied. "This is Kyle Phelps, a respected peer and treasured friend of mine."

"Greetings, brother, I am Carlos. It is my pleasure to meet you," Our sexy little brother informed Kyle.

"Greetings brother. Who is your friend?" Kyle asked.

Sitting on the sofa in the small front parlor was another of the new brothers. Though I had seen him, we had not yet met formally. As he approached us, I thought he looked familiar but not in the sense that actually knew him. 

"Greetings brothers," He said stiffly as he offered his hand.

He was about six-one and solidly built. I later learned that he was a rugby player. He had a wild look in his grayish eyes and wore his hair short and spiky. The tips of his once brown hair were dyed almost white. His tee shirt clung to his well developed chest. His semi-erect cock created an impressive bulge in his AOK gym shorts. I would later learn that he had a thick cock that was just under seven inches. What pubic hair he didn't remove was dyed to match the tips of his spikes. Had I not had more pressing matters to deal with, I might have fucked him right there in the parlor. It was obvious that he and Carlos had been fooling around. 

"Greetings brother, "I said as I took his hand. "I am sorry, but my absence has caused a gap in my knowledge. I do not know your name, brother."

"I am Horatio Fieldmeister, but I prefer Nelson my middle name," He informed me. 

I immediately knew why he looked so familiar.

"Are you related to Nelson August Fieldmeister?" I asked already sure of the answer.

"Yes sir, he is my great-grandfather. I am very proud to be the third Fieldmeister to be an AOK," He responded excitedly. "Do you know my gramps?"

"We have only recently met. He is an extraordinary gentleman and very interesting."

I was very curious about his being a legacy. As far as I knew he was the only current legacy in AOK. Being a legacy meant he knew his great grandfather and at least one other male member of his family had sex with other men. 

"What other Fieldmeister is in the brotherhood?" I asked.

"My grandfather was an AOK, but he has passed."

"Your father did not choose to join the brotherhood?" Kyle asked revealing that he was also very curious.

"He did not get the chance. My parents were killed in a plane crash with my grandfather when I was two. My father had only been in college a year and was just nominated to pledge. I was raised by gramps. He is more of a father to me than anyone."

"I am sorry for your early losses and would like to talk more to you about your family sometime," I said truthfully.

"I would be happy to talk to you anytime on any subject, sir. But I think I can answer the question you most want to ask now. It is the question that always looms when a brother learns of my family history. I never had sex with gramps. He taught me about his sexual history and encouraged me to be free and open to all things. He did not ever try to influence my choices beyond that. I knew about the unique aspects of the brotherhood and chose to join on my own without any interference from him."

"Thank you for honesty. But that is only part of what I imagined we would talk about. Are you free tomorrow afternoon to spend some time with brother Kyle and me?" 

"I am in class until about three-thirty and have brotherhood duties at six-thirty. Would four to six work for you?"

"It's a date," I said not bothering to ask Kyle if he had any interest in fucking another Fieldmeister.

I was pretty sure that young Nelson was aware that I wanted him for more than talk.

"Carlos, I suggest you tend more to your duties and less to Nelson until your relief comes," I said casually as Kyle and I headed for the stairs.

"You really are a huge fucking perv! Did you really think that old man was fucking his great-grandson?" Kyle asked as soon as we were upstairs and out of ear shot.

"Fuck, not really, but you got to admit it is different. Nelson sent off his son and their sons to be AOKs, knowing all that he knows. It has to change the experience having so much information before you even get here," I insisted.

"I guess, but they aren't the only legacies," Kyle responded as we went into my room.

"The chronicles list some, but they are rare, babe. Think about it, if things had worked out with Shelly and you had kids, would you have told your boys about the brotherhood?"

"No, I guess not. But what about you; what the fuck will you tell any sons you have? How are you going to explain your relationship with Julia and Zack?" 

"I am not sure how it will go, but obviously my kids will have a different perspective than most kids. It's likely they are going to be raised on the island."

"What?"

"We've talked about it; all three of us. If we decide someday to have kids we agree that it won't work anywhere else. It would be too confusing for them if they lived in suburbia. Can you fucking imagine them bringing their friends home? Oh this is my dad, this my mom and this is my Zack. Who is Zack? Oh he is my dad's boyfriend and he fucks my mom too."

"So are you guys thinking of kids, really?"

"Not at the moment. Right now all I am thinking about is what is in your pants," I informed him changing the subject.

"Oh really? I thought you only had eyes for little Horatio," Kyle teased.

"Well I am planning to fuck that sweet thing soon. But right now, I think you and I should hit the shower and then have some fun while we wait for it to be late enough for me to show you the secret chamber of the Society of Protectors."

"All that shit is for real, huh?"

"Yes and I hope you don't hate me after you find out what I got you into."

"Never happen, babe. Any chance there would be room for me on your island utopia? I could be your kid's godfather." He suggested.

I assured him that he would always be welcome as we headed for the shower room. Our plan quickly changed when we found that we wouldn't be alone in the shower. Terry and Craig were already in the shower soaping up each other's cocks when we entered the changing room. 

"Fuck me, Kyle, how are you?" Terry exclaimed.

Before Kyle could speak my fellow council members were giving him a joint hug. It was funny watching my two soapy naked friends hugging Kyle who was still fully dressed.

"Damn, you could have waited until I was out of my clothes," Kyle protested.

"Here let us help you," They said in unison and began tugging at the big guy's shirt.

"Chill out, guys; give him a break," I insisted.

They looked like a pair of puppies that had been bopped on the nose with a rolled up newspaper. But they did go back into the shower and let Kyle and me undress ourselves. We were barely under the shower when more brothers came into the shower room. I was surprised to see Colin Steiner arrive with a group of our younger brothers at that hour. Along with Colin, Kenny Jacobs, Rudy Phillips, Carlos Bryant, Jeremy O'Conner and Tyler Watkins had joined the party.

"Greetings, brothers," Colin said hesitantly. "Um, we didn't expect anyone to be here. I was helping our brothers with AOK history lessons. We decided to call it a night and came to grab a shower and ..."

"We know what you came here for, Colin," I interrupted as the six of them stood there looking anxious.

"If we are intruding..." Colin started nervously. 

"How could you be intruding? We are just washing our asses," Kyle said after he turned around to reveal his identity to the cute council gofer. 

"Wow, brother Kyle, I didn't know you were in town," Colin exclaimed and ran into the shower fully clothed to hug our visitor.

The other guys looked on clearly confused. Then again it may have been the sight of Kyle's cock that gave them that deer in the headlights look.

"Brothers, this handsome hunk of manhood is my great friend brother Kyle. He became a peer last year," I informed the group.

"Greetings brother," They said not quite in unison. 

"Greetings brothers," Kyle responded. "If you are going to join us, I suggest undressing first."

Colin looked embarrassed as he retreated to the dressing area and began removing his soaked clothes. His companions quickly stripped off their clothes. All five of them were sporting erections.

"Looks like they are pretty damn happy to meet you," Terry teased as the group filed into the showers.

The look in Craig's eyes told me he was imagining the lot of them lining up to take a turn fucking his ass. I was silently lamenting the idea that my planned romp with Kyle was likely going to be replaced with a shower orgy. Although Kyle was clearly ogling the new members, his demeanor suggested that he also preferred it to be just the two of us.

"So do these hot and horny little brothers have names?" Kyle asked as he made a show of soaping up his still flaccid yet impressive looking cock.

As each of them walked up and introduced themselves, instead of shaking their hands, Kyle grabbed their erection and gave it a gentle tug. None of the guys were able to disguise their interest in Kyle's growing sausage as it slowly came to life. Once the introductions and greetings were complete the ten of us got busy washing in earnest. It was clear that extra attention was being paid to getting genitals and assholes clean. It was obvious that most of the guys in the room were anticipating a wild AOK style party. After enjoying watching my brothers lather up their stiff cocks for a few minutes, I feigned washing Kyle's back so that I could surreptitiously whisper a question.

"So, you want to fuck these newbees or stay with the plan and go back to my room?" I asked hoping he would go for private time with me.

We switched places and he began to wash my back. He didn't hide anything from the others. He kissed my neck and rubbed his slick erection on my back before confirming that he would rather be alone with me and save the new brothers for another day.

After Kyle and I rinsed off, I announced, "Brothers, as much as we would like to stay and enjoy your company, Kyle and I have to attend to some business."

I didn't feel like I was violating the prohibition on lying since we did have Protectors' business. A few of our brothers were not able to disguise their disappointed expressions. 

"Will you require other council members for this business?" Craig asked hopefully.

"Not at this time, brother. It is a peer matter we are working on," I responded.

The president is the only active member that is considered a peer. I gained that position when my brand was tattooed. That thought drew my eyes to Craig's brand and his hairless pierced genitals. Impulsively, I leaned toward him. As our lips met I reached between his legs and cupped his sack. 

"Tomorrow?" I mouthed as I pulled my face away.

He nodded his acceptance. Kyle and I now had two dates for the next day and a long night of learning ahead of us. 

"Hopefully, we will all have a chance to get together again while I am in town," Kyle said sounding sincere as he stepped into the changing area. 

All of our shower mates were smiling when we left with towels wrapped around our waists.

"Damn, that was a tempting gathering," Kyle admitted just before pulling my towel off back in my room.

"But not as tempting as your cock," He added as he got on his knees in front of me.

He kissed my palm tree before engulfing my half-erect cock. It instantly swelled to full size inside his warm, moist mouth. He held my shaft with his lips as he swirled his tongue around my pulsating cock head. Being in my old friend's mouth had me very close to orgasm in a few minutes. I gently nudge him away and suggested that we switch places. It turned out that he was as excited to be with me as I was with him. It was less than ten minutes before his huge cock filled my mouth with a stream of hot thick semen. I happily swallowed every drop.

"God, I love the way you suck my cock," He exclaimed before practically begging me to fuck him.

I grabbed the lube from the nightstand and we crawled into bed. He lay on his back with his legs in the air as I filled his asshole with a generous amount of the slippery goo. As soon as I had him greased up, he grabbed his ankles and I shoved a pillow under his lower back. 

"Like old times," He purred deeply as I moved into place. 

I smiled at him as I coated my throbbing cock with lube. His ass was more than ready for me. I easily plunged ball deep into him with my first easy thrust.

"Oh Jesus, yes! I have missed your cock," He moaned.

As always Kyle and I were perfectly in tune. I knew exactly what he wanted and enthusiastically gave it to him. I began ramming my cock in and out of his wide open man-cunt. He panted and moaned like the bitch he wanted to be that day. His cock grew hard again as I thoroughly reamed his hot ass. Kyle let go of one ankle so that he could jerk off while I continued fucking him hard. With each thrust my balls slapped against his hairy ass. My brow was covered with sweat; my heart pounded; my breathing became labored.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" I roared as I felt the unstoppable tide rise in my body.

"Me too!" He moaned in response as my cock expelled my seed into Kyle's ass.

His cock spurted cum up onto my belly and out onto his as I ground my cock deep inside his ass. I collapsed atop him and we held each other as our bodies slowly came down from the intense high of our shared orgasms. 

"That was some hot fucking peer business," He declared when he was able to speak.

I kissed him deeply in concurrence of his thoughts.



They Are A-OK Ch. 44



After laying in bed just enjoying each other's presence for about twenty minutes we decided to check out August's journal since it was still too early to go to the private chamber. The first part was a far more detailed and romanticized telling of his first sexual encounter with Ol' Fred. Kyle looked almost embarrassed to be hearing the old man's private intimate thoughts as I read aloud to him the last part of the first entry.

"Brother Fred is an amazing man. I am thrilled that he has chosen to mentor me in a special way. I am not sure why I was chosen for such an honor. All I know is that I am extraordinarily attracted to him despite his advanced age."

"It has been a week since I spent the evening with Brother Fred. There has been no personal contact at all. There has only been formal greeting when I have seen him in the house. Could I have misunderstood his intentions toward me? 

As I write this, my roommate is lying in his bed asleep, naked and uncovered. The heat has been unusually troublesome. I am however only exposed from the waist up. Seeing my roommate fully exposed and my desires has left me in a predicament. Damn, I wish I was braver. It is possible that Jerome is no different than my last roommate. He may well wish he was brave enough to approach me. If only Chuck had not been expelled. No that is not what I want! I want Fred."

I felt bad for the young confused August. However, I felt admiration for the present day August who had been willing to share such private thoughts in the hopes that the sharing would be good for the brotherhood.

"A note arrived today from Fred. I am to report to his room this evening. I am trying not to fill myself with unwarranted hopes and expectations. But I can not help having such thoughts. I want him so badly to want me. I will do my best to do anything he asks so that he will ask me back. What if he asks nothing? What if the visit is not for sex as I hope?"

As I assumed the next entry described another sexual encounter between August and Fred. 

"My hopes were realized. No sooner was I in his room than he demanded that I strip naked for inspection. He touched me everywhere and my cock ached with desire when he was done. Then he confirmed that I indeed was to be one of his special boys this year. As before he put me on my knees and stood naked in front of me. He demanded much more than just having his cock sucked this time. He had me lick his balls and then lay my head on his chair cushion so he could squat over me. As he demanded I licked his asshole inside and out. 

Then he led me to his bed. As I lay on my back he straddled me, dangling his heavy sack in my face as he sucked my cock. He did not spill the tiniest drop of my seed when I ejaculated in his mouth. He seemed to savor my thick spunk before swallowing. When he swung around and lay beside me, we kissed deeply. I could taste my sperm on his lips and tongue. He moved me so that I was sitting up with my back on his ornate headboard. He knelt on my chest and pushed his throbbing cock into my mouth. He pushed his entire cock in and out of my mouth. I started to gag a few times, but was able to fight off the sensation. He told me that I was a good boy and that he was glad he had chosen me to be one of his bitches. His cum tasted sweet on my tongue before it slid down my throat. I am so happy tonight that even watching my roommate sleep in the nude is not distressing. 

"Ok, so he had a crush on Ol' Fred and they had some hot sex. I guess I am missing something. I don't see how this is any different than what the guys do now. What's the problem?" Kyle asked clearly confused by the whole idea of the Brotherhood needing protectors. 

My phone rang before we could discuss the question he raised. I confirmed to the voice on the other end of the line that he was in fact speaking to John Campanelli. He informed me that he was Tomas Furman. I recognized his name from the ledger in the Protectors' chamber. He asked that I confirm knowledge of his identity.

"You are of course a respected peer and chair of the Society of Protectors," I said calmly even though I felt some dread as I put the call on speaker for Kyle to hear. 

"I am calling for a number of reasons. First, I have been informed that we have two new members; yourself and Kyle Phelps. To be honest, I am not totally in agreement with either of your selections. However, since you have both been made privy to some of our business, what's done is done. It seems that Adam wanted to keep your appointment secret for a time. He always had his own way of doing things and I will not pretend to understand his motivation. 

August on the other hand, immediately informed us of his resignation and replacement. Why he decided after so many years of resisting our prodding to make that decision he didn't share. Would you have any insight into that question, my young brother?" He asked calmly.

"We met with him and at some point he came to the logical conclusion that the time was right and Kyle was the choice," I informed Tomas honestly.

"John, it would be wise for you to choose your words carefully. The Protectors do not take the pledge lightly. Did you speak of Protector business in Kyle's presence before August's decision was declared?"

"Of course not. As you should know I take the pledges I make seriously. I find the mere hint of such a thought offensive. Now perhaps you will tell me why you object to our appointments."

"It is simple. You are too young and have too little sense of the history of the Brotherhood. There are many older, more qualified peers who I believe would be far more interested in the protections required and better able to work with the existing members."

"Perhaps we were chosen precisely because our predecessors believed new blood was needed," I suggested.

"Were you told this?"

"As you know Adam was not available for me to question his motives in choosing me. As for Brother Nelson's motives, I can not say for sure, but I believe he may feel that it is time for the grey hairs to be infused with more youthful companions," I replied.

"We generally find that our youthful brother's mouths are better suited to holding our cocks than spouting ideas. The Brotherhood and more importantly to this conversation the Protectors are about tradition. Our Society's mission is to protect what is; not to create something new," He said clearly attempting to reprimand me. 

"I understand the mission, brother. Now is there anything else you needed to tell me?"

"Yes, I have some sad news. August has slipped into a comma. His doctor believes that life support would be cruel at this point. Therefore, his death is imminent. Perhaps you would be good enough to tell his grandson, who I understand is a current pledge."

I assured Tomas that I would speak to Horatio and ended the call. Kyle held me for a few minutes while I cried. I wasn't sure why I felt such grief over a man I had only met once. Perhaps it was more a case of grieving over my suspected loss of innocence regarding the Brotherhood. 

After getting my self together, I called the Brotherhood's nursing home. I spoke to Nelson's nurse and confirmed the information. Then Kyle and I dressed and went in search of Horatio. We did our best to comfort our grief stricken younger brother. I arranged for one of the senior brothers to drive him to the home to be with his gramps. The old man died with his favorite nurse and Horatio each holding a hand the next afternoon.

"Babe, I think we may have jumped into some fucked-up shit," Kyle said nervously when we were alone again.

"I am pretty sure that the brotherhood most brothers see is a huge falsehood. I already know that Frederick Stimson started the frat and many of the traditions as a way to get gay sex. At some point it was all turned into some mystical BS about healthy bisexuality and expressing love for your brothers," I offered.

"Well, ok but so what? Why are guys like Tomas so determined to keep that secret?"

"Fuck if I know. But there has to be more. What we have read of Nelson's journal indicates that at least late in life Stimson was into using young guys beguiled by frat tradition to get sex."

"You think?"

"I think it probably is worse than I think. You heard Tomas. He fucking declared that young brother's mouths were for sucking cock not expressing ideas."

"Yeah, that was weird, even though you and I do that with the new guys too. Peers always talk about the value of every brother."

"I think Adam and Nelson might expect us to blow this shit up," I confessed.

"I don't want to do that," Kyle said sadly.

That night Kyle and I found the truth that had been suppressed since the founding of the AOK. The origins of the Brotherhood were not the issue. Stimson had founded the frat along with a few friends as a safe place to enjoy gay sex. They recruited new members and added the brotherly love rhetoric to get access to more cock. In light of the lack of available female partners it wasn't very difficult to convince other young men to indulge. 

The first revelation that was possibly untoward was events that occurred after Fred and his pals graduated. They formed the precursor to the peers in order to have continued access to sex with young males. They added mysticism to frat lore that made it almost obligatory for the new student members to service the graduates. It was the start of all those high sounding ideals about passing things on to successive generations. Though I suppose it made it easier to continue selling the ideals to keep secret the truth behind them this wasn't enough to explain the Protectors.

The true shocker occurred when Stimson and the other founders needed to find a way to finance the continued operation of their private pleasure house. They turned to wealthy, older men with secret sexual desires. In return for access to the young members of AOK, these men endowed the Brotherhood. In essence, the founders had turned the new brothers into unwitting male whores. The young men eventually benefitted, because the older men gave most of them good jobs. In turn many of them became wealthy and continued the largesse. 

That is in fact how the brotherhood continued to work. Within a generation, much less outside wealth was required to fund the brotherhood. Eventually outsiders were not needed at all and the brothers of later generations were no longer made into unwitting whores. But the germ of using what became a continuous supply of young men was set. Only it was alumnus peers that now benefited. 

"Shit, he turned straight guys into gay whores and later when others figured out the game they turned him into a saint rather than give up the young cock and ass they were getting. Am I getting this shit right?" Kyle asked me clearly distraught.

"That's what I see," I answered sadly as the sun began to rise. "If we don't go back down now we might be stuck up here all day."

"No reason that we can't sneak out through the council room later," Kyle suggested.

I agreed and we decided to share the council's private shower.

"So what do we do now?" He asked me as we stood together under the warm flow of the shower.

"If you are talking right now, I say we take a nap. We are going to need some rest before our dates. If you mean about all this Protector nonsense and the real history of the Brotherhood, we need more information. We need to figure out why after they found out the real stories, the first Protectors decided to keep the secrets and even expand upon the lore."

"They were fucking pervs who thought they would lose their little sex buddies," Kyle declared confidently.

"That's ridiculous. Do you really think any of the guys now would care? Nobody is being forced to do anything these days," I insisted.

"Maybe, not forced. But I know that there are some that get talked into it at first because it is frat tradition at the coolest frat on campus. I'm sure no one stays who hates it or even doesn't like it, but without the lore there might be lots of guys that never would have gotten past the first days of pledging," Kyle countered as he watched me wash my balls.

"So do you think that the protectors are doing the right thing?" I asked worried that even Kyle wouldn't be on my side.

"No, but I want you to be prepared for what might become of the Brotherhood. You are likely slated to be the leader of the whole shebang someday. I know you love the life in the house. Revealing these secrets might bring it all crashing down," He said before pulling me into his arms.

"Fuck," I exhaled as his hands caressed my buttocks.

I didn't want to destroy the AOK. Kyle was not exaggerating when he said I loved the frat and all the activities. But, I didn't like the lie or using a false past to recruit others to try to things they weren't fully ready for. As for being the leader, that held no interest for me. My intention was to move to the island. Julia and Zack had expressed their delight at the idea of life in paradise. If Kyle was serious, I was sure he would be a perfect addition to our hedonistic triangle. 

But the only decision I was able to make at the point was to slowly slip down Kyle's body. He reached to turn off the water as I knelt in front of him. His large, gorgeous cock was already growing when I began licking its length while fondling his heavy balls. Soon I was sucking as much of his twelve-incher as I could manage without choking to death. He moaned deeply as I worked his upper shaft with my lips and tongue while stroking the lower portion. 

"Oh, god, I love what you do to me, John," He gushed as his cock throbbing in my mouth. 

He didn't have to tell me how close he was, I knew from experience that he was going to cum soon. I always loved when he ejaculated in my mouth. Kyle's cum was especially tasty to me. 

"Fuck yes," He gasped as his hips involuntarily jerked driving his cock a little too far into my throat.

I gagged and he quickly pulled back. As his cock left my mouth, it erupted, sending a stream of thick semen onto my face. I grabbed his cock and guided it back to my mouth. I sucked hard on his cock head as he continued spouting ribbons of sweet cum. He was gasping and panting while I swallowed the rest of his offering. 

"God, I love sucking your cock," I declared after licking the errant sperm from my lips.

He looked down at me and smiled broadly.

"I love you, John and every thing you do to me," He said in a deep purr-like tone.

I stood and confessed my love for him.

"If you weren't spoken for, I would ask you to marry me," He said in a playful way while smiling wryly. 

"You know I am not a one man kind of guy," I replied after kissing him softly.

"Me neither," He confirmed as he took hold of my erection and began gently stroking me. "But were you serious about there being room for me on your island?"

"Hell yes!"

"What about Julia and Zack? They won't mind?" He asked while stroking my cock and looking deep into my eyes.

"With us everything is open, so no they won't mind. Hell, I will probably have trouble getting Julia to fuck me with your monster cock available," I joked.

"How about you fuck me to seal the deal?" He suggested.

I asked him to turn around and then I used body wash to lube up his rectum. He braced himself against the wall as I slowly drove my cock into his body. His ass opened up easily and I began riding him with long deep in and out thrusts. 

"Oh yes, god, fuck me, babe!" He wailed.

I increased the pace and force of my thrusts to his obvious delight.

"Damn, man, what the fuck did you do to turn your ass into a cunt. You're as good as any pussy I have ever had!" I declared.

"Shelly and her huge dildo did it," He panted.

That was pretty much all the talking we could handle at that point. After a few more good thrusts I was pumping his ass full of cum. We held each other awhile before rinsing off and leaving the shower. Even though it was after nine we decided to try to sneak downstairs unnoticed. Unfortunately, Colin came into the council room from the front door just as we came from the back rooms.

"Greetings brothers," The council gofer said stiffly. 

"Um, greetings brother. What brings you up to the council chamber so early?" I asked not fully able to hide my anxiety.

"I must take care of my duties when time permits. I wasn't aware that you had council business with Brother Kyle, this morning," He said in a way that sounded a bit like an accusation. 

"We came up to relive old times," I lied.

"Sir, I know about the secrets of this place including hidden rooms. You need not pretend with me," Colin informed us.

"Though I am not sure what you could be referring to, I suggest you take great care with your words," I replied in the most threatening tone I could muster.

"I know that you're pledged as I am not to speak of certain things, but that pledge does not apply inside the circle. I have seen your name in the ledger and suppose that Brother Kyle's name is now just below your name. I know that the dearest of the Protectors is near death. I also know that you need my help."

"Colin, I fear that you have entered into dangerous territory and I demand that you explain yourself!" I said in a commanding tone.

"I will if you care to join me in the council ante room," He assured me.

The three of us sat in the back room where the council held private deliberations.

"Sir, I know what lies behind that wall because I serve as caretaker to the Society of Protectors. Those secret rooms must be cared for and the protectors are seldom here. You had to have wondered who dusted and took care of other mundane tasks. In addition, they need someone to receive new materials and help secret them to the sacred chamber when they are here," The gofer explained.

My heart skipped a beat. I was fairly sure that he wasn't lying. But at the same time, it seemed odd that Tomas had not told me about Colin. Even more puzzling was the lack of any documentation that a caretaker existed in the archive. 

"Why are you spinning this fantasy about a non-existent secret chambers?" I asked trying to force him to prove his tale.

"Damn it, John, you must listen to me! You are in deep shit. I am risking at the very least my balls and maybe my life by coming to you. The society's members are dangerous. Brother Tomas does not want you and Kyle to be Protectors!" Colin insisted as he rose and went to the wall with the secret panel.

He opened the nearly invisible slot and produced a key that gained him access to the archive. 

"If you're lying and have gained access to that room without authorization, you likely know what I will have to do," I told Colin, not sure if I could cause the sweet young man to be so severely punished.

"I'm not lying," He insisted. "But even telling you these truths will cause me great pain if you chose to side with Tomas and tell him what I am telling you.

Then he went to the podium that held the large ledger where Kyle had added his name a few hours earlier. He pressed a hidden button that I did not know about causing a small panel to slide open. Colin brought me the book that had been secreted in the newly exposed cubby. The title page simply read, "The caretakers of the Society." 

The next few pages contained the pledge Colin mentioned taking and a list of gruesome punishments. After that there was a list of all those who had served as caretaker along with their dates of service.

"This isn't possible!" I declared. "This says that you have been caretaker for three years."

"It is accurate. I am older than you think I am. I graduated before either of you came to the Brotherhood. When I was a senior I became apprenticed to the previous caretaker who was my mentor. I completed a graduate degree while his assistant and took over the job just over three years ago."




They Are A-OK Ch. 44



"Jesus, how the fuck old are you?" Kyle asked sounding astonished. "I thought you were like twenty two. You're supposed to be a fifth year senior."

"I'll be twenty-eight in two months. Didn't you guys ever wonder how I can do so much work and study too?"

"I guess we don't pay that much attention to what you do. Don't past graduates notice that you have been here a hell of a long time?"

"Nobody really notices the little guys. Caretakers are picked because they look younger and they are the kind of guys that blend into the woodwork. I will get to keep the job longer than most due to my still looking pretty young."

"You could pass for twenty. Ok, so we all know who we are and what we know. It sounds like you have read some of the journals. If I read the rules correctly that is a violation of your oath," I observed.

"It is one reason that I have to trust you won't tell the other Protectors about our talk. Things are clearly fucked up and you guys have been put in a buzz saw. I know you guys and I don't think you are going to go along with the old dudes. I am sure that Tomas has bad plans for the Brotherhood. I know they have wanted Horatio out for a long time. They got lucky that Adam went also. Without Adam's influence, Tomas can control two votes in addition to his own. I am sure he hoped to pick Horatio's replacement which would give him full control. The fourth Protector, Jerry Ellis is unlikely to be brave enough to go against Tomas without Adam's support."

"So are you saying we need to stay quiet and just get along with the old guys?" Kyle asked.

"I'm saying you are going to need my help, if you want to do anything to fix what the Protectors have done to the Brotherhood over the years. Since you haven't accessed the computer journals yet, you haven't seen any of the newest shit that is going down."

"So why don't we just call a meeting of the members and tell them the truth?" I asked. 

"I think you might find yourselves in an accident before you got the assembly together if you try. Besides, that would likely tear the Brotherhood apart. Look Tomas is profiting personally from his position. He made it clear that I was to try and hide stuff from you guys and not let you know about my position. He basically wants me to be his spy."

"So he is in violation of his oath. Why don't I just take his balls?"

"To do that you would need the vote of a majority of the Protectors. Even if you get Jerry's vote it would be a tie. That would mean no action would be taken. Therefore, you would have declared publically your opposition to Tomas."

"Do you really think he would have us killed?" Kyle asked sounding bewildered.

"I don't know, but I do know that a couple of people seemed to have disappeared since he took control of the Protectors."

"Damn! So tell me, do all caretakers violate the oath and read the material in the archives?" I asked while trying to figure out Colin's motivation.

"I can only speak for myself and my mentor. We both read every word. As for the others, we do not speak. Until today I had not spoken of what caretakers do in private with anyone other than my predecessor."

"Are you sure it is wise to trust us with so precious a thing as your genitals?" I asked still not sure if we could trust him.

"I do not know, any more than I know how I can convince you to trust me. All I know is that there needs to be something done to save the Brotherhood from those who pretend to protect it and that I can help you do it if you are willing," He said in a sincere sounding way as he returned the caretaker book to its hiding place.

"That is a problem at least for me," Kyle interjected. "You may be setting a trap for us. Perhaps the best thing for us to do would be to contact Brother Tomas and inform him of your transgressions."

"Your tone tells me that you do not want to do that and besides I know you well enough to know that throwing me to the lions is not in your nature, Kyle," Colin replied calmly.

"I doubt you can say the same about my nature," I threw in to the conversation. 

"No, I can not; you are much like your predecessor and mentor, Brother Adam. You have the same darkness in you. But you also have his kindness and desire to do what is right. There is also something different about you. While he was a loving man, you have a far greater capacity to love. I know you feel immense love for your brothers and therefore the Brotherhood," Colin asserted.

"I do love my brothers and the Brotherhood as you say. However, I am not sure I have yet gained enough wisdom to know what path I should take. Before we talk further on this matter, I must visit Adam. I am sure he has the wisdom to know what we should do. If you are setting us up, I doubt you are ready to spring an empty trap. If you're sincere then there will be time after I confer with Adam to make things right. Kyle, will you come with me?"

Kyle agreed to accompany me and Colin assured us that he would not speak to anyone about what had been said in that room. Then I demanded that Colin strip.

"I am really sorry about what has to happen now, Colin. But if I am wrong about trusting you, I need to set the stage for things to come. 

Our cute naked gofer and alleged society trustee went to the wall as instructed. He placed his palms flat against the expensive paneling and spread his legs slightly.

"Please do it well and right, Sir. I don't want you to have any doubts about me," Colin said confidently as he locked his knees and steeled himself for the beating.

"You know it is the belt?" I stated sadly.

"Yes, Sir. I would expect to feel it for days to come."

I stepped into position and laid the leather strap onto his cute bare ass. He held his tongue until the forth lash hit his rapidly reddening buttock. He yelped loudly. All three of us knew that there was no fear of any sound escaping the chamber. I continued to beat the sweet kid who I was all but positive was my best hope to succeed. But all of us knew that there was no choice in the matter. There had to be tangible proof that I had punished the kid in the remote event that he has lied to me. 

When I was done there were blisters on top of red welts and blood trickled from several small cuts. Colin was sobbing uncontrollably. I moved to go comfort him, but Kyle grabbed my arm and prevented my movement. 

"You can't! You endured giving the punishment, now let it finish as it should," Kyle said firmly.

"It's ok, Sir. Leave me, I will be alright," Colin insisted while still sobbing. 

Kyle and I returned to my room. Once there I stripped off my clothes.

"What are you doing?" He asked clearly confused by my action.

I handed him my belt and bent over the bed.

"Beat me!" I demanded.

"I can't do that," Kyle insisted.

"Please, I need it. Not like him, but hard enough to make me hurt," I insisted as I pulled a pillow to my face to muffle any cries I could not stifle.

I bit into the plush pillow as the leather bit into my flesh. It wasn't a quarter of what Colin had suffered and the gofer would never know I had atoned in that way. However, I somehow assuaged my guilt a little. 

We ended up canceling our planned meetings. I spent the evening with Julia and Zack, telling them as much as I could without really revealing anything. They were both supportive of me visiting Adam. When the three of us fucked that night, I was unable to offer an adequate explanation for the fresh belt marks on my ass. Thankfully they didn't push for the truth. Julia already knew that there were some things about the Brotherhood I could never share with her. I guess Zack understood that the same was true of him and peer secrets. I promised myself that I would tell them the whole story as soon as all of the weird business was resolved.