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   By Pete Brown petebrownuk @ yahoo.com

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   Part 4

   As I sat there on Steve's lap I was very conscious that I was finding
the whole experience intensely erotic.  I'd never felt a man's hard, hot
body in such intimate contact with mine before.  I could feel Steve's cock
throbbing between by thighs it was giving little twitches, and it felt so
sexy against the soft skin I had there.  He was idly fiddling with my right
nipple with one hand, and stroking my cock with his other - I was massively
erect: no, achingly erect, I think it might be better to say.  As I'd been
hard for so long that it was getting painful.  I was desperate to shoot,
but was working hard to stop myself from doing it as I knew that the cum
would spurt all over the naked legs of both me and Steve and I just
couldn't bear the thought of that.
But it was what was going on in front of us that was really turning me
on - I know it shouldn't have, as I wasn't in to gay sex at all.  But there
was something so arousing, something so primeval about the scene in front
of us that I just couldn't stop myself from watching, and from finding it a

real turn-on.

   The huge, naked Joe had simply scooped Alex up of the floor, having
forcibly stripped him, and carried his body roughly over and dropped him
onto the bed.  As Alex lay there on his back, gasping, Joe threw himself
down on top, and all you could really see now were Alex's legs thrashing
around between the big meaty thighs and calves of Joe.  Joe's tattooed back
gleamed under the bright lights, and his arse was right towards us so that
as he moved his legs around to keep the squirming Alex properly pinned
down, you kept getting flashes of his enormous cock and balls.  Alex wasn't
hurting, I'm certain, because it was clear that Joe was taking most of his
massive weight on his elbows.  His mouth was locked onto Alex's, and I
could tell from the way that his head was bobbing up and down and the
muscles in his shoulders were flexing and relaxing that he was deep kissing
Alex.  I wondered how Alex felt, to have that huge body pressing down on
him and holding him in place, totally unable to resist.

   Joe went on and on, then raised himself up onto his hands, so his back
was bent backwards and Alex was still underneath him, but now revealed.

   "Right, kid", I heard him say.  "You're a pretty good kisser - lots of
experience, obviously.  Now let's see how good you are at sucking cock."

   "No...", I heard Alex almost shout, but Joe obviously didn't care what
Alex thought.  He pulled himself further forward so that his knees were on
the bed, and kind of "waddled" forward along Alex's body.  He ended up
kneeling upright, with his knees pressing into Alex's shoulders so that
Alex's upper body and arms were held totally immobile by Joe's weight.

   As we watched, Joe pushed his arse forwards, so that his cock was
hovering over Alex's face.

   "Now, boy, open your mouth and give me the best blow job I've ever had."

   "No...", Alex said feebly.  "I don't suck cock...."

   "Wrong, boy!  You mean you have not yet sucked cock.  We don't accept
words like 'can"t' and 'don"t' here.  We're all friends together, and we
all do what we want."

   "Now, just in case you have not understood what it's all about, and
learned from those girl friends of yours, let me just run through the
basics!  First, no teeth.  If I so much as feel your teeth touching my
cock, I'll reach back and slap your balls, hard.  You know what it feels
like when I've cuffed you around the ears, so you won't want me hitting
your balls like that, will you?"

   "Second, I like a lot of spit on it.  Keep it well lubricated. 
Sometimes I'll be thrusting hard down your throat, but sometimes I'll draw
out and want you just to tease the head and the fretum with your tongue -
so lots of spit then, OK?"

   "And third, gagging.  As it's your first time, I'll allow you to retch
and gag.  As you've no doubt observed, I've got a long, very thick cock. 
Even experienced cock suckers would find it difficult to take it right
down. So a first timer, like you, should expect to have real problems -
I'll almost certainly trigger your gag reflex as I hit the back of your
throat, and I'm so big that you'll always think you're about to choke,
anyway.  Don't worry - I'm not going to punish you for it, but I'm not
going to let up, anyway.  I like to thrust deep and hard, right down the
throat if I can, and you may even start to pass out because you can't
breathe.  I've never lost a sucker yet, though, as I watch out for signs of
you stopping struggling, and pull out to let you revive."

   "Oh, and one last thing.  I haven't decided whether I'm going to cum
down your throat, or whether I'll enjoy it more if I see my cum spraying
all over your face.  If you see me starting to shoot and it's your face,
remember to shut your eyes - you won't like it if it gets in your eyes,
believe me!"

   I saw Joe reach down and grab his cock, and move his hips forward and
downwards.  We had a first rate view - slightly to the side and rear, so we
cold see all the muscles in Joe's back and arse flexing, and his
magnificent big cock being pointed down towards Alex's mouth.

   "Come on, boy..  Take my cock.  Get your mouth around it....."

   I saw Alex turn his head to the side, trying to avoid Joe's cock.

   "Come on, boy.  Take my cock.  Take it... .  Get on to it.  You can't
avoid it, you know..."

   Alex turned his head the full way over to the other side.  At this, Joe
seemed to lose patience.  Up until now his tone had been low and patient
and considerate.  His other hand lashed out, and we could see him gripping
Alex's chin and turning his face to the front.

   "Look, boy, do you want me to dislocate your jaw?  I could, you know...
Just a little more pressure here..."

   He squeezed the sides of Alex's mouth somehow, and Alex screamed.

   "Yes, boy.  If I did that just for a couple of seconds longer, and just
a little bit harder, your jawbone would pop out of its socket.  Then you
couldn't hold your mouth closed....  Now, be a good lad, and get ready to
take my cock.  OK?"

   Alex opened his mouth, very reluctantly I thought.

   "Good boy.  Now, put out your tongue over your bottom teeth, and take my
cock onto it....:

   Joe moved forwards and down again, and I saw the tip of the thick meaty
cock touch Alex's tongue.  Good...  Now, lick it, boy.  Show me how much
you want to taste my cock, how much you want to savour the flavour of a
real man, how much you want it inside you...."

   As he was speaking, Joe was moving around slightly and "feeding:" his
cock into Alex.  Alex was still pinned rigidly to the bed and could do
nothing to resist, although his hands were waving feebly and his legs were
kicking up and down.

   "That's it....  Good boy....  Now take it right in....."

   Joe moved further forward and downwards, and I saw him start to bob up
and down, just as if he was fucking.  Alex's legs started to thrash
rapidly, and I heard him make strange choking sounds.

   Joe pulled back, and Alex was spluttering and choking.

   "That's it, boy, breathe deep.  Get a good lung full of air, as here it
comes again...."

   Alex seemed to be in real distress now, but there was nothing I could do
- I had started to move, to get up and go and help him, but Steve had at
once changed his grip from a gentle caressing of me to one where is arms
held me as if in a vice.

   "Keep calm, Ray", he murmured.  "Joe knows what he's doing, and it's
better that Alex learns from an expert, and to do as he's told.."

   Joe's thrusts were getting harder and deeper now, and Alex's kicking had
all but stopped.  Suddenly, Joe pulled right out, and just knelt there, his
chest heaving from his exertions, watching Alex intently.  Alex made
coughing and spluttering noises, and Joe looked down at him almost
tenderly.

   "It's all right, boy, just relax.....  Just take deep breaths.... 
There....  I just went a bit deep, and you couldn't breathe for a moment or
two.  That's it....  Calm down...  Get control of yourself.....  Good
boy....  Now, tongue out again, and just tease my cock head for a bit,
whilst you go on recovering."

   I thought this must be awful for Alex, and he must be hating it.  But
when I looked, I could see that he was erect himself - he must be getting
some sort of excitement from this experience.

   "Right....  Now let's go deep again".  Joe re-started, pushing himself
right into Alex, and he rocked up and down with increasing frequency, and a
force verging on violence.

   Suddenly he started to shout...  "Yes...  Yes...  Oh, Fucking Jesus....
Oh yes......  "

   He pulled back suddenly, right out of Alex's mouth, and I saw the end of
his cock shoot the most enormous volume of cum all over Alex's face.  Joe
reached down, and started to wank himself gently, and more and more cum
spurted out in four or five "after shocks".

   He leaned forward again, and his tone was now almost a whisper.  "There,
boy.  Your first time for a throat fuck.  Now, be a good boy and open your
mouth again, get that tongue out, and clean my cock."

   I guess Alex was now too shocked to do anything other than obey, as his
mouth dropped open.  Joe very gently inserted his still l hard cock into
Alex's mouth, and waited patiently as Alex licked all around the head,
removing the last trails of cum that were still hanging from it.  Joe
pulled back, and rested backwards a bit.  He was still pinioning Alex's
arms with his knees, but now he leaned forward and started to gently wipe
Alex's face with his massive hands, moving the trails of cum that had
criss-crossed Alex's features, and gently massaging them into his face.

   With surprising agility he got off Alex and almost did a little
somersault, to land with perfect balance at the side of the bed.  Alex,
relieved of the weight of Joe on his arms, started to stretch them.

   "Come on, boy", Joe commanded, although not in an unkindly way, "Let's
make way on that bed for Steve and your mate.  Come on, over here."

   Alex got to his feet, and almost stumbled.  Joe caught him, and pulled
him close to his massive body.  He kind of half carried, half walked Alex
towards us - Alex's slim white body was almost concealed by the massive
body of Joe, which was deeply tanned.  One of Joe's brawny arms was wrapped
around Alex's chest, and he was holding him close to his body.  Strangely,
in spite of having just cum, Joe was still erect - the thick end of his
huge cock was poking out from between Alex's thighs, and Alex's own
erection was being forced even higher by the presence of Joe's member
underneath his own.

   "Right, Ray, it's our turn now!", I was told, and Steve started to get
up Even with my weight on him, he found no difficulty in getting to his
feet, and my body was now cradled in his arms.  I am, after all 6'0" and
I'm not light, but it didn't seem to matter a bit to Steve.

   "Please...  Don't make me suck cock...."

   "Not a chance, Ray, mate!  I don't waste a load of cum in a guy's
throat! I'm an arse man - I'm going to take you long and hard and deep up
that virgin hole of yours."

   "Oh, please, no....  I'm not queer...  I've never had anything up
there...."

   "Well, now's your chance to experience something new!  And, like Joe,
I'm an expert at this, so when you've been fucked by me you'll know you've
had the best: the best technique, and with a set of equipment that you'd
have to go a very long way to better!."

   "No, please...  I've read that it hurts...."

   "Look, Ray, I won't pretend it won't hurt a bit, especially if you
really are a virgin.  But I'll stretch you properly first, and make sure
you're well lubed.  So don't worry about it.  The little bit of pain there
is will just heighten the experience for you, and add to the pleasure I
guarantee you'll feel."

   "No, please....  Look, I'd rather suck you...."

   "Oh Ray, you young guys are so amazingly naive.  It doesn't matter what
you want - all that matters is what I want: I'm a top, and a pretty
aggressive one at that, and big and strong with it.  So what I want, I get.
And the sooner the guys who are with me appreciate that, the better and
easier it is."

   "If I wanted to make it hurt, believe me, it would.  I would just ram in
to you without preparation and with just a lick of spit for lube - and that
mainly for my benefit, not yours.  I sometimes do that, especially when men
have been rude to me, or condescending, or take me for some sort of an
idiot.  But I don't like to do that in general - I like the guy I'm fucking
to really enjoy it, too.  And, believe me, you will.  You're just at the
point most so called straight guys are - they've read that it hurts to take
a cock up them, so they use that as an excuse for not trying it.  Think of
this as a liberating experience, Ray - you're going to be shown what the
real pleasures of sex, proper sex between two men, is.  And you're going to
find out here in comfort and safety, with your best friend watching.  Now,
what could be better than that?"

   I could think of thousands of things.  But my words were cut short as
Starve dumped me on to the bed, and in an instant, with superb athleticism,
had joined me there, lying by my side.  He had one arm around my shoulder,
so that my head was cradled on his hairy forearm, and his big muscular legs
were entwined with mine.  His other hand was moving rapidly up and down my
body, tweaking my nipples, and playing with my cock.

   He moved his head closer to mine and it was almost a whisper as he said
"Now, Ray, I'm going to wank you.  We need a nice big shoot of cum for the
audience, and for another reason, too, that you'll see in a moment.  So
think beautiful thoughts..."

   His hand, that had been moving all over my body, now wrapped itself
around my erect cock.  It felt so hot, and as Steve squeezed me I got
shivers of sensation all along my spine.  He started to wank me, sliding my
foreskin on and off my cock head, to take maximum advantage of the precum
that was already leaking from me.  As his hand slid up and down my shaft,
he continued to whisper in my ear - his hot breath playing on the side of
my face: "Come on, Ray....  Come on, boy...  You really want to do this,
don't you....  "

   It was so amazing.  I'd never experienced anything like this before.  It
was so exciting to have his warn, slightly sweaty body pressed all along
mine.  And no one had ever wanked me before, or whispered in my ear as we
had been doing sexual things.  He had another technique, too, that started
to drive me wild - in between the whispering in my ear, he had his tongue
in it, flicking the tip in and out in time with the motion of his hand on
my cock.  I couldn't help but respond to the flood of sensation coursing
through me - I started to gasp "Yes, Yes....  " in response to his
whispered questions, and my body started to arch up and down, as if to make
his strokes on my cock even longer.  And as my body moved, I got other
sensations, things I'd never felt before - I was aware of the feeling from
all the individual hairs on my legs as they rubbed against the hairs on his
- you never know your body hair is there, really, do you?  And yet now,
somehow, the friction on them was compounding the sensation.

   I wish it could have gone on for ever, I was enjoying it so much.  But
he finally did one thing that drove me over the edge - he moved one of his
legs up at right angles, between mine, so that his big hairy thigh was
pushed up into my arse and against my balls.  I was still a little bit
aware of having lost all my hair from down there, and now I felt the heat
of his flesh pushing gently against my bare arse hole.  I couldn't help it
- gasping "Yes....  Fucking hell....  Oh...", I shot my load.

   When I wank myself I always stop as soon as I start to shoot, but Steve
didn't - he went on and on, squeezing and stroking me, and I carried on
pumping out my cum.  I was thrashing around now, my body heaving up and
down as best it could, given that Steve's legs had me almost trapped, and
one arm was around my shoulders - I'd never realised how sensitive my cock
could be when it had cum, and now there was a tide of pain, or pleasure, or
both, I don't know, rolling through me as he continued to wank me.  My
hands were beating up and down on the mattress in futility and ecstasy, and
I heard someone - it must have been me, shouting at the top of his voice
"Oh yes....  Oh fuck.....  Oh yes....."

   There was an end to this intense passion eventually, though, and Steve
took away his hand and started to run it up and down my body, from my pubic
hair up to my throat.  I relaxed totally back onto the bed, and a sudden
shiver went through me - I'd sweated so much that my whole body was soaked,
and this gave me that delightful cold sensation as it evaporated that you
sometimes get, even on the hottest day.  But it wasn't just sweat, I
realised a moment later - I'd shot so much cum that it had sprayed up all
over me, and Steve was now massaging this into me.  The smell of cum was
everywhere, and as Steve's big hand slithered and slipped over my body,
spreading the cum even further, some part of me was revelling in it, and
another part of me was thinking it was rather gross.  Steve was whispering
in my ear again, and his hot breath so close to me added to my passion and
excitement.

   "That was good, wasn't it, boy?  You enjoyed that, didn't you?  Was that
the first time you'd ever had a proper man-to-man wank?"

   I managed to croak out "Yes."

   "So you and Alex really are just good mates, not fuck buddies?  Or even
wank partners?  I'd have thought that a couple of good lucking virile lads
like you would have been at each others cocks...."

   "No way!  We're not fag...."

   Steve was almost laughing now.  "Don't bother with lame excuses, Ray.  A
lot of men I meet who have never experienced the joy of real sex say things
like that.  But when they find out just what two men can do together, they
soon change their minds.  Now, admit it, you've never been turned on like
that before, when you were wanking yourself, have you?"

   "No, but...."

   "No buts, Ray.  Just remember how much pleasure it gave you."

   "Now", he went on, "There was a reason for wanking you, other than to
give you a good time.  You're going to be fucked now - mainly for the
benefit of the camera and to earn our fees, but also to carry on with your
education in the way proper men enjoy each other.  Oh, and, of course, to
please me - I really like taking a virgin hole."

   "When I get to know you better I might take you dry, and rather roughly
- I sometimes like to throw a man around a bit, and force him to take me up
his arse without any preparation.  But for the first time, I am always
gentle.  You're probably worrying about my long, fat cock hurting as it's
forced up your hole, aren't you?"

   "Yes.  In sex education at school they said that there could be damage
to the anus..."

   "It's all propaganda, Ray, to stop you from experimenting with other
lads - they don't want men finding out what fun it is, as they're already
worried about the falling birth rate.  And if more men discovered the real
pleasure of male sex at an early age, there would be even fewer marriages.
It's quite simple, really - any man's hole, however big or small he thinks
it is, can stretch to accommodate any man's cock, however long and thick it
is.  Just consider the size of some of the turds you've dropped in your
life - I bet they were bigger and thicker even than my cock, weren't they?"

   "Well, yes....."

   "So there you are then, if they can come out, I can go in!  All in needs
is proper preparation, and you need to be relaxed, stretched a little
first, and well lubed.  I'm a bit of a 'green' here as I don't like putting
chemicals up a man's arse, even those that have been supposedly well tested
and completely benign, like those lubricating jellies you can buy.  You
know about those, don't you?"

   "Yes, I bought some once for one of the girls..."

   "Quite.  Well, I don't like chemicals like that.  Actually, I suppose
they might be all right in your arse, but I don't like the thought of them
on my cock.  But fortunately the human male comes equipped with two
lubricants of his own, completely natural, completely ecological: spit, and
cum.  If you were experienced, I'd just lube you with a few gobs of spit
and then take it gently at first until some of your ass juices leaked out.
But this first time, we need to go long and hard, and so cum is the natural
choice."

   As he finished speaking he reached down and I felt one of his cum-slimed
fingers start to probe at my arse hole.  I tensed, and tried to stop the
intrusion by clamping my muscles together.

   "Relax, Ray....  This won't hurt, if you go with the flow.  Just let it
happen...  Don't try to stop it."

   I did my best, and felt his finger worm its way into me.  I suppose it
wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be.  Then, all of a sudden, a
thrill went through me, and my body arched upward in response.

   "That's my finger hitting your prostate, Ray....  We'll explore that
further in another lesson.  Imagine that being stroked just as you're about
to cum...."

   He carried on massaging me, sliding his finger in and out, and
occasionally stopping to take on a little more of my cum, that the scraped
off my chest.  I did start to relax, as his warm body was still pressed
close to mine and he continued to occasionally kiss me, and occasionally to
lick my ear and whisper quiet words of encouragement.  I even started to
enjoy it.

   Then there was a sudden pain, but only for a moment.  Steve muttered
into my ear "Good lad - now I've got two fingers in, and I'm massaging and
stretching you....  Are you OK, boy?"

   I could only whisper back that I was, as actually the sensation was
fine. I'd have been happy to go on for ever, cradled in the warmth of
Steve's magnificent body, and having vaguely pleasurable things done to me
by such a fantastic man.  I was almost asleep - you know how it is, when
you've cum: your body just wants to turn off.

   Steve stopped, though, and with that wonderful agility he had for such a
big man, was now standing at the foot of the bed.  He grabbed my ankles,
and pulled me - gently - down the bed so that my feet dropped to the floor
and my arse was at the edge of the bed.

   "Right, Ray - let the fucking begin!  As this is your first time, I want
you to really remember it.  I want you to see me, as I fuck you.  So I'm
going to do it with you on your back so you can look up into my face as I
thrust in and out.  Don't worry, though - although you can go harder and
deeper into a guy when he's on his back, remember that it's pleasure,
rather than pain you'll experience - there's a fine line between them
sometimes, but if you're set to enjoy it, it's more likely you'll
experience pleasure.  A lot of guys get fucked 'doggy fashion' first time
around, but then you can't see what's going on.  Now...."

   As he spoke, he lifted my legs up and put my feet over his shoulders. 
He reached down and took more of my cum from my chest, and stroked it into
his big erect cock.  He was staring down at me, and it was as if my eyes
were riveted on his.

   "Here we go then...."

   Something hot touched the sensitive flesh of my arse hole.  It was very
different from Steve's fingers.  I'd never felt such warmth there before.
It was insistent, pushing at me.  I tried not to stop it, I willed myself
to relax.  But I couldn't.  The pressure increased, it was starting to
hurt. Oh God, I heard something say in my brain, let this stop.  Make it go
away.  Why did we ever get into this?.

   There was a sudden climax of pain - no, discomfort, rather - then an
amazing sensation of being full.

   "Good boy, Ray.  I've just got the head in through your sphincter.  I
thought you were going to give me a tough time then....  But then you
relaxed, and now I'm in you.  Are you OK?  How does it feel?"

   "Yes I'm OK.  It's amazing!"

   I would have said more , but my breath was taken away as wave after wave
of pure pleasure flooded through me.  Steve was rocking gently backwards
and forwards, and as his cock slid in and out, my arse was sending signal
after signal to my brain, causing almost total sensor overload.  I don't
know how long it went on for.  I've never felt so good in my life.  I kept
my eyes on Steve's face as he towered over me, and saw him smiling as he
pleasured me.  Almost instinctively I bent my body slightly so that I could
get my hands behind his muscular thighs, and ran them up and down, feeling
the hairs bristle against my fingers and palms.  I reached up and grabbed
his hands, and he gripped my fingers tightly between his own big strong
ones.

   Steve let go my hands, though, and reached down and put one arm around
my thighs, just below the knees.  He flexed his muscles and pulled my legs
close to him, so that my arse was raised up off the bed, I could feel his
hot, sweaty body all against the back of my calves and my thighs.

   "OK now, Ray, get ready for the big one....", Steve was saying.  His
words were coming out rather staccato as he was panting a little - I guess
it was from pleasure, as he wasn't exerting himself all that much: a fit
guy like him wouldn't have been short of breath.

   "When you're like this, I can get my cock as close to you as possible.
I'm going to start putting it all in, the whole way.  And I'm going to do a
few 'slammers' as well, to vary the pace.  You're well stretched, so
there's no risk of damage to you - but remember what I said about the
difference between pleasure and pain being in your brain, mostly!"

   I could feel things had changed.  The feeling was so much more intense
as Steve's hips came forward.  I could imagine all the long, thick cock
going into me, and I think I could feel his wiry pubic hair scraping
against my shaved ass.  He did this two or three times, but just as I was
getting used to it, he pulled almost completely out then thrust back in
very fast and very hard - there was almost a slapping sound as his thighs
and belly hit my arse.

   I gasped in astonishment, pain, pleasure - who knows?  Then he did it
again, and again.  I cried out, quite involuntarily.  I don't think it was
really hurting, it was just so different, so unexpected.

   He slowed down, and we were back to the gentle, caressing slide of his
cock in and out of me.  Then, again suddenly, so that I again shouted in
shock, he roughly slammed in and out of me.  I saw a quite different look
on his face as he was doing this - his gentle smile changed to a wicked
looking grin - he obviously knew what he was doing, knew the effect it was
having on me, and was enjoying both his own pleasure and my reactions.

   Twice more we went through the cycle of slow, gentle strokes followed by
several long, hard, almost violent ones hammered in to me.  I shouted each
time, and as I watched him, I saw that his body had now broken out in sweat
all over - although he was working much harder, I still thought it must be
mostly because of the sexual excitement, and not the real work he was
doing.

   The last time he was really slamming in to me he didn't stop - it went
on and on, then I heard him start to shout "I'm cumming, Ray...  Hold in
there...  I'm cumming...  Oh..  Oh.....  Fuck....  Yes...."

   He stopped, and was gripping my legs really hard, pulling them in to his
body.  His hips were right forward, straining as if to get the last
millimetre of his cock inside me.  His mouth was hanging open and he'd lost
his smile his eyes were staring somewhere into the far distance.  Little
rivulets of sweat were running across him.

   I reached up again and almost clawed at his arms and his thighs.  I was
in a different state - I didn't know where I was, or what was happening to
me.  I didn't really control my body at all.  I just knew I had this
incredible cock inside me, deep inside me, all the way in that it could
possibly go, and that it had given me the most intense pleasure I had ever
experienced.

   Steve seemed to be recovering - he looked down at me and his eyes
focused again.  His smile broke out.  He relaxed his vice-like grip on my
legs a bit, and eased the tension in his body generally.  Slowly, he raised
his arms and took my ankles, and gently moved them off his shoulders and
let me lower them to the floor.

   Keeping his cock buried in me, he leaned forward and lowered himself
onto me - taking most of his weight on his elbows, I'm glad to say.  He
kissed me, deeply, and I revelled in the feeling of his wet body against
mine.  Almost without knowing it, I raised my feet off the floor, crossed
my legs behind his waist, and squeezed, as if trying to pull him even
further in to me.  My arms were around his body, and my hands were running
up and down his back.  I felt his damp sweat everywhere, and my fingers
were thrilling to the feel of his hard muscles, and his backbone that stood
out so prominently from his flesh.

   "Good boy!  You enjoyed that, didn't you?"

   "Oh, yes, Steve.  I...."

   "Don't try and describe it.  It will spoil it.  Just file away
everything you're thinking now, so when you're all old and wrinkly, and no
one wants to have sex with you, you'll have something to really remember.
They say you always remember the first time anyway...  I can still remember
the guy who first went up my arse."

   As he was speaking he'd started to stand up, but reached down and ran
his palm lightly over my chest, smoothing the hair down into the mixture of
cum and sweat in which I was coated.  It was such a nice gesture -
something that only a real man could do, a man who was totally assured of
his own sexuality, and who truly enjoyed another guy's body.

   Now he was oh so gently pulling out of me completely, and I think I felt
sadness - yes, that's it - sadness as his cock left me and this wonderful
experience was over.

   "Now I've got to go and clean up.  Just lie there for a minute - don't
move, OK?"

   "Yes, Steve."

   He walked over to the wash basin, and I saw him from behind, as he stood
there and quite unselfconsciously washed his cock.  I enjoyed seeing all
the muscles throughout his body move as he soaped, massaged and then rinsed
his pubic area, then turned around and dried them on a towel.

   His cock bounced up and down as he came back towards the bed.  He was
carrying a wash cloth and the towel, and told me to open my legs and raise
them up.

   To my amazement, he started to wash my arse and all around my cock and
balls with the warm wash cloth - surely one man didn't do that for another?
But Steve did, very gently.  Then he dried me, kind of "patting" the towel.

   "OK, Ray?  I needed to clean you up, but you're probably very sensitive
down there at the moment.  And you'll be sore for a day or so, too.  But,
as I said, I know a thing or two about taking a lad's virginity, an
there'll be no damage.  And I'll just warn you than for the next couple of
hours you'll feel stuff trickling out of your hole and down your thighs -
it's not blood, just my cum mixed with some of your ass juices.  Your anal
sphincter is good at keeping crap in until you want to let it go, but
doesn't seem to have been designed to stop a big load of cum leaking out!"

   "So, that was good, wasn't it?  You'll do it again?"

   "Yes, fantastic.  Of course I'll do it again.  But...."

   "But what, Ray?"

   "Look, you didn't use a condom.  You said all your cum will be leaking
out of me.  At school they say you've always got to use a condom...  You
know..." I was getting embarrassed, as I didn't like to mention this to
Steve "You know...  AIDS and all that stuff."

   "It's all propaganda, Ray.  They don't want you to really enjoy sex, so
they preach all this condom stuff all the time.  A man's cock needs to
experience an arse in the raw - otherwise it's like shaking hands with a
friend with your gloves on!"

   "But the AIDS, Steve..."

   "Don't worry - you and Alex are probably clean, as you're almost
virgins: those girls you've been fucking were probably virgins, or had only
had lads like you without much experience.  Joe and I have very few raw
fucks, except with virgins like you, and between ourselves, of course.  We
never use those vile things when we're fucking each other, but with most of
the blokes - or, at least, the ones we don't know are 'safe' like us - we
do.  It takes away most of the pleasure, though, as I've said."

   "You two are really lucky", he went on, "That Joe and I like bareback
fucking.  Stopping to fiddle around, getting a condom out, can spoil the
atmosphere.  And afterwards...  Nasty thing lying around..  Ugh."

   "There's one thing we've got to teach you, though - it's much better to
have cleaned your ass out properly before sex.  I know a lot of guys don't
like enemas, but if you do it, several times, so your arse is really clean,
it makes a big difference."

   "How?"

   "Well, I had to wash my cock, as you saw, and clean you up as you were
covered in your own crap.  It's much nicer to be able to take your cock out
of your partner's hole and let him lick you clean, and you in turn can lick
his hole and his balls clean.  It makes it really nice and companionable,
cleaning each other up with a big rasping tongue.  But that's for next
time."

   " I've been watching Joe, and he's desperate to fuck your mate - he's
recovered from that sucking, and is ready to shoot a big load up that
lovely arse of young Alex, aren't you, mate?"

   "Yup!  Can I, then, Steve?", Joe called back from the couch.

   "Of course you can, Joe...  Get stuck in, and Ray and I will watch you
perform, and see if Alex is given such a good time as Ray had."

   Joe had been holding Alex against him all this time, and I saw a look of
absolute horror, fear, and loathing cross Alex's face.

   "No, please, I don't....."

   Laughing, Joe simply picked Alex up and carried him over to the bed.  He
sat down on the edge, and put Alex across his naked thighs, face down. 
Alex's bum was sticking up in the air, and I saw Joe fiddle around to push
Alex's cock down between his massive thighs.  Joe clamped his thighs shut,
and I knew Alex must be trapped there, unable to pull his cock out.

   "Steve told you that there's no such word as 'don"t' here", Joe was
saying in a half-joking voice.  You could tell he wanted to have a bit of
fun.  "But naughty Alex didn't listen, or didn't believe him.  So now
naughty Alex has to be punished."

   Joe raised his arm, and one of his big hands fell and hit Alex squarely
on his bum.  Alex shouted, with a mixture of pain and rage.  Five more
times Joe spanked poor Alex, and the shouting continued.

   "Shut the fuck up, boy!", Joe snapped.  "If you don't stop that noise
immediately, you'll get six more.  And six more if that doesn't shut you
up....  And six more.  My hand's a lot tougher than your bum, you know
that, don't you?  So be sensible, and shut the fuck up!"

   Alex evidently got the message, as he stopped.  Joe let him go, and they
both stood there at the end of the bed.  Joe grabbed Alex by the scruff of
the neck ,and propelled him over to where Steve and I were now sitting.,
back on the sofa, but side by side.

   He turned Alex around, and I could see big, red hand prints on the milky
white skin of Alex's bum.

   "Do you want to add any, Steve?", Joe asked.

   "No, mate - but let's get on with the fucking, shall we?  You've enjoyed
watching me and Ray, and now we want to be entertained.  All this spanking
is OK as a starter, but now I want the main course!"

   Although so far I'd only seen Joe looking really fierce and I was
actually afraid of him, whereas I thought that Steve was basically a nice,
fair-minded bloke, I now noticed that that they were not all that different
after all - Joe's tough face softened into a smile, and underneath it all,
in spite of the nose ring, I sensed that he might be OK.

   Well, what can I say about what happened next?  I don't know how Alex
felt about it all, as he would never talk about it to me.  Joe pushed Alex
over to the bed, sat him down on the edge of it, then knelt in front of
Alex.

   He spent some time sucking Alex off!  I was astonished - I thought that
the guy in charge was always sucked off, but here was the huge Joe taking
Alex's cock into his mouth.  After a few minutes, though, he stopped and
wanked Alex instead, until Alex shot.  Joe was careful to catch Alex's cum
in the palm of his hand, and I saw him then slide it up and down his cock
until it was shiny and slick.

   Joe was in much more of a hurry than Steve, and spent hardly any time in
preparing and stretching Alex - he just pushed Alex flat on the bed, face
down, then knelt beside him and quite harshly stuck one of his slicked
fingers up Alex's hole.

   Alex was grunting and moaning as Joe did this, but it didn't go on for
long - Joe leapt onto the bed, straddled Alex's legs, then reached
underneath him to haul Alex up so that he was kneeling on his knees and
elbows.  Joe forced Alex's legs apart, using his own legs to hit Alex's ,
and without any further preparation or warning, pushed his cock at Alex,
and in to him.

   Alex was shouting and crying, and Joe stopped that - he knocked Alex's
elbows to one side so that Alex's shoulders went down on to the bed, then
put one of his massive hands on Alex's neck and pushed Alex's face down
into the mattress so that his noise was stifled!

   Joe only seemed to have one pace for fucking - hard and fast!  No gentle
introduction, no varying of the pace - just big, long thrusts of
unbelievable power.  I guess it was lucky that Alex didn't have to endure
it for very long, as Joe shot his load very quickly indeed.

   Joe gave a great cry as he shot his load, and it didn't take very long.
There was no tender moment afterwards.  He actually carried Alex over to
the wash basin still impaled on his cock - Joe simply put his arms around
Alex and lifted him, bodily, off the bed and carried him across the room
with his ass pressed right in to Joe's crotch.  Joe washed his own cock,
but made Alex clean his own arse with the wash cloth - no gentle sharing of
the clean up, as I'd experienced from Steve.

   Alex looked as if he'd been almost crying when Joe brought him over to
the sofa and pushed him down to sit beside me - I wanted to comfort my best
friend, and put my arm around his shoulders, but Alex half tried to push me
away.

   Joe sat at the opposite end from Steve, with us two lads in between
them.

   "So", Joe said with a mischievous tone in his voice.  "What's next,
Steve?  Are we going to show these lads how it's really done, and get my
cock way up your hole?"

   Steve was grinning - there must be some secret joke between them, I
thought.  "Not now, mate.  There's a bigger hole than mine that needs
exercising and filling - yours!  We can't get young Alex to do it as he's
only just cum and even a young stallion like him needs some time for his
balls to recover.  But Ray here hasn't shot a load for over 20 minutes - I
think we ought to give him a chance to see what proper fucking is like....
Get your arse off this sofa, get over there on the bed, and get ready for
Ray to fuck your brains out!"

   Oh, God - was I going to have to perform up Joe?  Panic set in.  Did I
want to?  Could I?  Could I stay hard?  Would I make a fool of myself? 
Would I do it right.....

   End of part 4