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On the beach

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My first fictional posting. Hope you enjoy!

I felt a little silly in my new swim trunks. I'd never worn them in public before. They were fitted, like boxer briefs, when most guys were wearing those baggy board shorts that hang down past their knees. But I was by myself, and the beach was a couple hours from the university, so I didn't expect to see anyone from campus. Still, I quickly found a spot away from the crowds, spread out my towel and stretched out to work on my tan.

Well, I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew, I felt something bump against my leg. I sat up and hardly noticed the frisbee lying on my towel, because of the guy who came over to claim it. His white trunks showed off his swimmer's build and tan. His long curly surfer haircut, bleached by the sun, surrounded a great smile and the greenest eyes I had ever seen. I snapped out of my daze when he asked for his frisbee back. I picked it up and tossed it to him, wanting to prolong the moment, but unable to utter a word. He caught it, looked at me again and said, "Thanks". As he turned to walk away, he glanced back at me and said "Nice suit".

I'm sure I blushed redder than my suit, but he was walking away, so I hoped he didn't notice. I reached into my backpack for my water bottle, and sat there watching the play of his muscles as he tossed the disk around with his buds.
After a few minutes, one of his pals suggested hitting the snack bar. My surfer dude told them to "go ahead, I'll see you later". I quickly pretended to be looking out at the water, but glanced back over and caught his eye. He walked over and said, "Mind if I sit down?"

As he sat down next to me, he said "I'm Rod".

"Alan."

"Nice to meet you Alan," and he shook my hand. "Man, I dig that suit."

"Thanks. I feel kinda silly, actually."

"You shouldn't, you look great! You've got what it takes to wear a fitted suit."

I blushed again, even worse this time. He laughed, and that made me laugh.

Then my jaw dropped when Rod said, "Do you think I could try it on?"

"What do you mean?" I said.

"We can follow that path and go back in the dunes a little bit. We can switch there. C'mon, nobody will see us."

I felt weird about the whole situation, I mean, I like to look at guys, but that's as far as it had ever gone before. I wasn't sure I was ready for this, but I really wanted to see him out of his suit, so I said okay.

"Lead the way", he said.

We hiked up the path, which sloped upward for about 20 yards, then sloped back down as it went behind the rise. We stopped at a flat, sandy spot. "Maybe we should go a little further from the beach," I said. "This is fine, nobody ever comes up here," he replied. I saw he had been carrying my towel and backpack. He set them down, and pulled an old bedsheet from my pack and spread it out. Before I knew what he was doing, he reached up, grabbed my waistband and pulled my suit down to my ankles. "Wow!" he said, as he saw my cock, which was hanging nice and thick by this time. I stepped out of my suit, then Rod said it was my turn. So I knelt down as he stood up, and pulled his suit down. I immediately saw why he wore the long shorts - his dick seemed to hang halfway down his leg. As he stepped out of them, he tripped? (maybe intentionally) and fell with me onto the sheet. Feeling his hard muscles pressing against mine nearly overwhelmed me, and I struggled to say "Aren't you going to try on my suit?"

"Maybe later," he whispered in my ear.

I couldn't believe this was happening. Lying naked in the dunes with a guy that could have been a fitness model, who was in the process of sticking his tongue in my ear. I was helpless as my body started responding. He whispered in my ear, "Do you wanna suck my cock?" I intended to say No, but the moan that ushered out of my mouth clearly meant yes.

Rod rolled onto his back, taking me with him so that I was on top of him. Then he pressed down on my shoulders, guiding me downward as I kissed his neck, then his chest, then his abs. And there it was, the first dick I would ever suck. And I knew I wanted to. I took a deep breath, and grabbed the shaft. It felt so strange to be holding another man's dick, but it felt right somehow. I noticed a drop of precum on the tip. What will it taste like? I opened my lips and put out my tongue to gently lick the head. I hardly had time to notice the salty taste before Rod reached down and grabbed the back of my head. As he pushed my head down, I took more and more of his hard cock into my mouth, until I felt it hitting the back of my throat. I never knew my mouth could feel so full, or could salivate so much.

I could have sucked on that cock for days, but it wasn't long before Rod pulled out and pulled me up to face him. He kissed me, thrusting his tongue deeply into my willing mouth. Then he stuck his tongue into my ear again, and said "I want to fuck you." Now my ears have always been my weakness, so I sighed "yes, oh yes. I want to feel you inside me."


"I want to feel you inside me"

Rod rolled with me again so that he was on top of me again. I felt his hard dick against mine. It made me melt. Rod reached over to my backpack, dug around and found a bottle of aloe. He opened it and spread some on his fingers and rubbed some onto my asshole. The cold aloe was a shock, but the finger sliding in was the overriding sensation. "Relax" he whispered, as he slipped a second finger in to join the first. I was a writhing, moaning puddle at this point. "You're so tight," he said, "Have you ever done this before?" "No," I admitted, "but I really want to." "Okay" he said as he pulled his fingers out. As I felt the tip of his cock press against my hole, he said "Just relax, like when you take a dump" I was going to answer, but before I could, he slid the head of his cock into my ass. "Oohhhhhhhh" I wasn't sure I could take it, he felt sooo big. Slowly, he eased in deeper and deeper, until finally I felt his balls against my skin. He must have been able to feel my muscles relax, because he began slowly thrusting. I couldn't believe the sensations. "OOohhhh" I moaned. "Are you okay?" Rod asked. "Don't stop," I replied.

To this day, I don't know how he managed it, but somehow Rod rolled us over again so I was on top of him, sitting on his cock. I closed my eyes and started to lift and lower myself on his rock hard dick. "Oh, your ass is soo tight" moaned Rod.

The sensations were so intense that I didn't hear the footsteps coming up the path. Then I heard the sound of a couple guys laughing. I was afraid to open my eyes, but was even more so when I heard one of them say "Hey, the guy on top is in my English class!"

"You're right, he lives in my dorm building, his name is Alan. How's it going, Alan?"

I thought that had to be the worst thing I could hear, until I heard the clicking noise of the camera. I opened my eyes. I saw it was two guys from the basketball team, casually snapping pictures of me naked with a cock up my ass.

"Please, what are you going to do with those pictures?" I asked.

"Just relax and we won't have to do anything with them." said the tall, italian guy. He leaned over to the shorter redhead and whispered in his ear. "I'm in," he said.

The guys pulled down their swimsuits to reveal their above average cocks. The redhead moved into position and shoved his cock in Rod's mouth. I sat there with Rod's boner up my ass, staring at Red's ass muscles flexing. "Lean forward, Jay" said the tall guy. I wondered why, but then felt a hand on the back of my head, pushing me forward until my face was shoved into Jay's crack.

From Rod's moaning, I could tell he was still enjoying himself. But I was wondering what was next. I didn't have to wonder long, however.

I heard the noise of the aloe being squeezed out of the bottle. Then I felt it - a second cockhead pressing at the entry to my ass.
 
I heard the noise of the aloe being squeezed out of the bottle. Then I felt it - a second cockhead pressing at the entry to my ass.

I was sure there was no more room with Rod's meaty cock filling up my hole. But the tall athlete somehow shoved his dick in there with it. My face was still shoved into Jay's ass, muffling my screams. It felt like a traffic pylon had been crammed up my anus.

"Oh, fuck! He's so tight!" cried the italian, "I may never be able to pull out!"

"You better, Tony," Jay laughed over his shoulder, "I want a turn, and I don't think we can fit three cocks up there."

I struggled to pull off, but had nowhere to go. There was nothing I could do. Tony started slowly pulling his dick out and pushing it back in. Then Rod, who had been relatively still, began thrusting as well. The sensation of two cocks moving inside me at different speeds quickly blocked out the pain, and my dick became hard as a rock. I thought our moans of pleasure would alert the whole beach, but no longer cared. As the two cocks pounded me faster and faster, I felt my balls pulling up tight, and then shot my load. The slickness of my cum between us put Rod over the edge, and he began to shoot inside me. With a loud cry, Tony drove himself deeply inside me and added his sperm to my asshole. Jay pulled out of Rod's mouth and crawled forward, leaving Rod and I face to face. As we kissed, I tasted Jay's sperm.

Despite his worries, Tony was able to pull out. We laid there in a pile, exhausted, until Tony and Jay got up and grabbed there belongings. As they began to walk away, I said "What about the pictures?"

"Oh don't worry," Tony replied, "Nobody will see them...as long as you show up at our dorm room tomorrow night at 10. That should give us enough time to think of a few ways you can encourage us to keep your secret, right Jay?"

"Oh, yeah," Jay laughed, "I've already got some ideas. What about you, surfer boy? You wanna join us?"

Rod replied, "I was supposed to hang with my buds. How about if I bring them along?"

"Sure," said Tony, "I'm sure Alan here won't mind at all, as long as we keep his pictures safe. Right, Alan?"

As the full implication hit me, I hung my head and nodded. I was trapped, and I knew it. I couldn't let those pictures spread around campus. I wasn't sure what I was in for, but I knew I'd do whatever I had to do....
 
That is so hot I had to take a cold shower. I want to see what happens back at the dorm. Sounds like fun to me.
 
What An Awesome Story
Got Me Hard
Keep It Going!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Great story. I'll bet this will be continued a few more times at least.
 
I couldn't let those pictures spread around campus. I wasn't sure what I was in for, but I knew I'd do whatever I had to do....

I sat in my dorm room, wishing my roomate would hurry up and leave for his date. I had to leave soon if I was going to be at Tony's room by 10, and I wasn't even ready. I wasn't even sure what I should do to get ready. Finally, I decided I couldn't wait any longer. I undressed, threw my towel around me and started to head to the shower.

"Hey, Al, where ya goin?" said Jack. Then his face lit up. "Al's got a date! She must be hot if you're trying to be so sneaky. Looks like we'll both be getting laid tonight! Good luck man! Don't get her pregnant!"

Beet red, I hurried out of the room so I wouldn't have to make up a lie. I avoided eye contact as I passed other guys in the hall, hurrying to the showers. Luckily, most of the guys go out to the bar on Saturday night, so the dorm was pretty deserted.

I went to the last shower stall and turned on the water. I knew I had to hurry. Who knew what would happen to those blackmail photos if I showed up late. So I soaped, shampooed, and rinsed myself off. I was now clean, but lingered, enjoying the hot water on my skin. Finally, I turned off the water and wrapped my towel around my waist as I stepped out of the stall. I looked at the clock by the sinks. "Oh Fuck!" 9:50! I ran, dripping, down the hall to my room. I almost ran into the door when the knob wouldn't turn. "Jack, let me in!" I yelled. No answer. He must have left for his date already. I dashed back down the hall and knocked on the RA's door. Silence answered me. "This can't be happening." "Maybe Scott will loan me some clothes." I pounded on his door, but still nothing. I went back into the bathroom, to see if anybody was in there. The clock said 9:57, and there were no feet when I looked under the stall doors. 9:58. I took a deep breath and walked down the hall to Tony's door. Knock, knock.... nothing. I stood there, not knowing what to do. Finally the door was opened...by Jay, who smiled an evil grin when he saw me in my fuzzy green towel. "Is this Tony's room?" I stammered. "He'll be back soon, he and the guys went to pick up a few things for tonight. Come on in."

I walked in cautiously, as my eyes tried to adjust to the darkness. I heard the door click shut behind me. I looked around in the shadows. Pretty big for a dormroom, I thought, especially with the beds overhead in a typical dorm loft. "Give me your towel. I'll hang it up so it will dry." I hesitated. Jay's eyes narrowed. "You better do what you're told tonight, if you care about those pictures." Then he yanked the towel off of me and threw it over the back of a chair. I stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do with my hands. I guess I was pretty nervous, because I almost jumped out of my skin when the phone rang. Jay answered, but didn't say much, so I couldn't figure out the conversation. He hung up, then told me to sit down and close my eyes. I sat in a wooden chair near the corner and closed my eyes. I felt Jay pull my hands behind the chair and tie them together with what seemed like a shoelace. "You can probably get your hands free if you try, but don't. Remember why you're here and what's at stake." I opened my eyes just in time to see the blue bandanna as it covered them. I was blindfolded, tied up, naked, in a stranger's dormroom.
I tried to hear what Jay was doing, but was quickly foiled as he turned on the stereo. The room filled with some bass-heavy dance club song I hadn't heard before, blocking out all other sound. I pulled my wrists against the shoelace, then stopped as I remembered Jay's threat. So I sat there, becoming more disoriented as I waited for something, anything to happen.
 
How long was I going to have to sit here like this? I didn't know how much time had passed, but it felt like hours. A couple times I thought I heard voices, and once I heard a noise, almost like a chair got knocked over. Finally, the music stopped. I felt someone untie me and remove my blindfold. I rubbed my wrists as my eyes got used to the bright light in the room. The first guy I saw was shirtless in tight, low-rise jeans, with a very impressive basket. I looked at his face, but he had a nylon over his head like some punk robbing a gas station, so his face couldn't be recognized. So did the next guy, and the next, and the next. Four shirtless hunks, each with his face obscured by a nylon. I knew the tall one must be Tony, and the guy on his right was probably my surferboy Rod. But the other two could have been anyone. I tumbled forward as someone else shoved me out of the chair and barked, "On your knees, faggot!" I only avoided falling on my face by grabbing Tony's legs. I quickly straightened up and knelt there, waiting for instruction, wondering how many more guys might be behind me.
"Tonight you do what I say, cocksucker." said Tony. I nodded, lowering my eyes.
He grabbed my hair roughly and said, "I expect you to say Yes Sir when we talk to you, understood!"
"Yes sir," I replied as he let go.
"That's more like it. Since you're already on your knees, you might as well make yourself useful. You're going to ask me to let you suck my cock. When I'm done with you, you'll ask the next guy, and keep going until you finish the whole circle."
I thought for a moment, but saw no way out. So I crawled forward, looked up at Tony and said, "Please, Sir, may I suck your cock?" He nodded, so I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper.
 
My knees hurt, and my jaw was aching as I asked the next guy to let me suck him. How many blowjobs have I given tonight? I had stopped counting after the sixth, and now I was finally about to suck off the last guy in the circle. Fortunately, the later guys have been so worked up by watching me that it didn't take much to finish them off. As I pulled this guy's basketball shorts down to reveal his very long, very thick penis, something off in the corner caught my eye. I looked over and felt my heart sink as I saw a high quality video camera. One of these guys must have borrowed it from the university. "Hurry up!" said the last guy, as he grabbed my head and shoved his dick in my mouth. As I sucked him off, I felt myself falling further into this trap. Who cares about the pictures now? They have video of me begging a roomful of guys to let me suck their cocks. What am I going to do? My thoughts were interrupted as I suddenly had a mouthful of sperm to deal with. He pulled out and shot the last of his load across my cheek. I glanced over and saw the camera zooming in on my cum-splattered face.
"And...cut!" said the guy running the camera. He pulled on his jeans and rolled the camera out the door.
"Where's he going, Sir?" I asked the guy in front of me.
"He's taking it to a safe place, so you won't be distracted by thoughts of stealing the tape. Now stand up, and quit asking questions!"
As I stood up, the guys started removing the nylons from their faces. It all made sense now. My face was the only one on that video, so noone else could be blackmailed. Tony and a guy I didn't recognize pulled a mattress down from the loft and put it on the floor below the loft. "Lay down," Jay commanded. Having no choice, I stretched out on the mattress. Tony was digging around in a duffel bag, and pulled out some leather cuffs with chains attached. He cuffed my ankle and connected the chain to one leg of the loft. I wanted to struggle, but knew I had no choice. Jay cuffed and chained the other ankle. My surferboy Rod grabbed my left wrist, cuffed it and connected his chain. I looked at him and thought about how this all started. My right wrist was being cuffed now. I looked over to see who was taking away the last of my freedom. I couldn't believe my eyes. It was Jack!
"Hey roomie," he said, "Thanks for the blowjob," he winked.
"But, but...your date?"
"I cancelled my date when Tony told me about this and invited me. I can fuck her anytime...and now, thanks to that video, I can fuck you anytime, too!"
I closed my eyes to hold back the tears as I heard Tony ask someone to hand him the duffelbag.
 
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