The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

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Chapter 203

It was Friday night, and Colin and I were off to party. Whenever we pull up at the club, we attract a shitload of attention. I like to believe they see how cute I am, and all start wondering if I'm attainable. Of course, it's just as likely that they see Colin and wonder why he settled for me. In reality, it's more probable that they don't see either of us, and just bone up over the car. Tonight, we took the cheap Bugatti; the Veyron. If we took the 8-million-dollar Divo, people would be more interested in staying outside with the car than coming inside to drink, dance, and fornicate. As Colin handed the keys to the valet, I scanned the line of people waiting to enter. About halfway down, I saw someone I recognized and smiled to myself. This night was about to get a whole lot more interesting.

I took Colin's hand. "There's someone we should go see," I told him. We walked down the line, and most people were ignoring us now, so I'm guessing it was the car all along. "Hi North," I said as we got close to him.

"Oh shit," he said as an initial reaction, and then quickly recovered and smiled at us. "Uhh...hi guys. What are you doing here?"

I laughed. "I think that's more of an us question than a you question."

"We heard this was a pretty chill club, and the girls that come here are friendlier than a regular club. Oh, these are my friends, Josh and Shane. Guys, these are Blake's dads, Justin and Colin."

"Hey," they both said giving us the required head nod.

I lowered my voice as we stood closer to them. "Aren't you guys only 18?"

"Yeah, but we're hoping our I.D.'s work anyway," North replied, knowing that 19 was the legal age.

"Fake I.D.'s?" Colin asked.

"Ummm...yeah sort of. They're our real I.D.'s but we were able to change the date on them. It fools most people, especially at liquor & cannabis stores."

"Did you just change the date on the front, or were you actually able to do it on the electronic strip as well?" Colin inquired.

"Huh?" Josh asked looking at his I.D., which for some reason he was holding in his hand already. If that isn't a sign of someone who's never gone to a club, I dunno what is.

"This isn't a Hollywood movie. The doorman doesn't just look at the date then hold the I.D. up to your face to see if you match the picture. He scans it into the computer which reads the info and either gives you permission or denies you."

"Oh. Shit, we didn't know that. Does that mean we can't get in?" Shane asked.

"Not standing in this line you can't. Come with us," I replied.

"Where are we going?" North asked.

"You want in the club or not?"

"Yeah of course," Josh said quickly.

"Then follow us," I repeated. The guys left the line and nervously followed in behind. As we got to the door, I just told the doorman that the three guys were with us as we headed inside. We bypassed security and entered the club. North and Shane just looked back at the entrance. Josh was playing it cool, as if he'd always done this.

"How'd you do that? Doesn't everyone, no matter how old they look have to hand over their I.D.?" Shane asked, seemingly not convinced that he was actually in the club.

"Yes, yes they do," I replied without further explanation.

"It's nice to see that you guys came dressed for the neon light party," Colin told them as we all stood there dressed in white. We looked like we were about to film a retro 1990's Backstreet Boys video.

"Colin, can you grab you grab us some markers, and I'll get the boys some drinks and a table."

"On it," he said as he let go of my hand and kissed me before taking off.

"You guys are aware that this is a gay club, right?" I said to the three of them. "I'm assuming you're all on the football team?"

"Yeah. We're cool with gay guys," North answered for them. "We heard that there are lot of girls here that like hanging out with gay guys, so we figured we'd come check it out."

"You do realize that there are also guys here that will enjoy hitting on well built young guys like you right?"

"I think we can handle it," Shane said as we made our way to the bar. "As long as no one tries to put anything into me, I'm good."

"So no drinks for you?" I teased.

"Alcohol is okay," He clarified. "Does anyone roofie your drink here?"

"I'm sure it could happen, but we've never had any incidents that I'm aware of. Just use common sense and keep your drink with you. If someone offers to buy you a drink, either go with them to the bar so you can watch the drink at all times, or get it delivered to the table directly from the waiter. Never let someone go get one and bring it back on their own. Just a safety tip, but you guys are together, so you can look after each other anyway.

"Why would someone buy us drinks? We're not chicks," Josh asked.

"I guess you're about to learn something about a gay club tonight," I laughed. The guys ordered what they wanted, and I had it put on my tab.

"How do you have a tab?" North asked. "I thought nightclubs are pay as you go."

"They are. I have V.I.P. status."

"Is that because you're rich?"

"It's because I'll sleep with the bartender," I joked. I don't think they caught on that it was a joke, because they all went instantly quiet, and took simultaneous sips of their drinks. I took them over to a table that gave them the best view of the club. Colin returned and dumped a pile of neon markers out, and I handed him the drink I'd gotten for him. For all he knows I roofied it. He should be more careful.

"What's the idea of these?" Shane asked picking one up to look at it.

"When the night gets going, and the club fills up more, you'll see the lighting of the club change to mostly blacklight. These pens are neon, so you go around drawing on people's white clothes to create some serious art. Of course, once there's a bit more alcohol in everyone, the clothes will start to come off and the art will be on the bodies instead."

"People will get naked?" Josh asked.

"No, not completely naked. Down to underwear is pretty common, even on a regular night. Hope you wore your white boxer briefs. Be ready for guys to draw designs on you everywhere. And I do mean everywhere," I teased.

"Anything we should know about being here?" North asked sensibly.

"Just be chill. Gender is blind here, so dancing with another guy is as normal as dancing with a girl in a straight club. Gay guys are more touchy feely than you'll be used to, so pats on the back, or ass, are to be expected, and you definitely shouldn't freak out about it. Same as dancing really close together. As I mentioned, guys will offer to buy you drinks. More often than not, it'll be older guys wanting to get to know you."

"Why would they do that? Especially if we're straight?" Shane asked.

"God, don't tell them you're straight or you'll never get rid of them," Colin teased.

"That doesn't make sense," Josh said putting his drink down and looking at us. "If we tell them we're straight that should let them know that we're not really interested in doing gay stuff."

"Guys, think of it like this. Would you like to see two hot girls play with each other?"

"Fuck yeah," Shane nodded with a big grin.

"Exactly. So, to a gay guy, two straight boys is the same fantasy. Short of that, the next thing is to take a straight boy home and have him for yourself first. Being straight just makes you more of a challenge, not a turn off. The drunker you get, the lower your inhibitions. The lower your inhibitions, the more fun you are. Guys, we're going to head off and meet some other people. If you need anything, just ask one of the waiters to locate us. They know how. Oh, and guys, unless you're planning on giving yourself to some horny guys, stay out of the basement. It's called the Cell'r and it's basically a sex club. Of course, if you are that horny, come find me," I grinned as Colin and I picked up our drinks.

Many of the blacklights were on around the center of the club and the stage area. As people passed through it, you could see how well the neon lit up. Some was the usual crude and graphic, such as a target on the ass, or boobs drawn on the front of the shirts, etc., but a lot was really impressive artwork. I still think it looks hilarious when guys smile in blacklight. Their teeth look like they're backlit. One dark skinned guy was shirtless with paint on him, and it looked crazy good. I wonder how insane some the designs will be by the time the night is over.

"Hey Jason," some guy said as he came up and kissed me. "The club looks good tonight."

"Thanks. Let's hope it's packed," I replied, not bothering to correct him.

"Yeah. Catch you later," he said kissing me again, and taking off.

"Do you think Justin will mind if I take you home with me tonight?" Colin teased, picking up on the fact I just accepted being called Jason.

"I don't think so. He'll likely not even notice you've left."

"Bitch," he chuckled as he pulled me in for a hug and a kiss.

We dropped our drinks on one of the tables and went to dance. Colin's a really good dancer, and I think he somehow gets even better when his shirt comes off. I know I've said this a thousand times, but he's got to be the hottest guy anywhere we go. If I wasn't married to him already, I'd be super jealous when guys check him out and hit on him. I know the Triple J scenario is a hot fantasy for everyone, but I also know that it'd end up as a coin toss for a lot of guys if they had to choose between us or Colin. Not sure why they'd need to choose as we'd all go home with any hot guy. All they'd need to do is ask.

We found J.P., and the guy he was hitting on, as well as Jason and Alex mingling through the club. Everyone seemed to know the two of them, and I guess it's a bit of a prestige thing if you personally know the owners of a top night club. Especially in the gay world. Anyone who could claim they spent the night with them, could almost immediately self identify as a VIP, even if they weren't. Speaking of that, Colin and I made our way up to the second floor VIP section so we could look out over the club and watch everyone.

Plenty of people came up to talk to us. Some knew Colin from one thing or another, and many others just assumed I was either J.P. or Jason. I guess they frequent here more than I do, so that's to be expected. There was this really hot surfer guy with stunning steel blue eyes that made my dick instantly hard. He totally gave reminded me of an actor named Mitch Hewer from the TV series `Skins', back in the day. That day being 2007. That's how hot this guy was. Totally my type. When he came up to talk to me and patted my back, I was ready to throw him over the nearest table and take him in front of everyone, but he thought I was Jason. Normally, that wouldn't slow me down.

"So, thanks for the advice from a few weeks ago," he said as he put his arm around my back and stood beside me, as we looked out over the club.

Since I had no idea who he was, or what advice Jason had given him, I should let him know who I am. "Was it helpful?" I asked instead. Hey, when someone this cute thinks they know you already, it makes it way easier to get them home.

"I'll say. Not only did we break up, but I got him arrested too. He's not gonna be bothering anyone for a very long time. My bruises are almost totally healed. If it weren't for you, I might be dead now."

"Glad it all worked out." Sounds like I'm about to get some appreciation sex. I'm sorry Jason can't be here tonight, but I'll accept the award on his behalf.

"It totally did. I moved in with a friend I've known since we were in grade 8. Found out he's totally into me, so we figured we'd give it a go as boyfriends. Thanks to you, my whole life did a 180."

"I'm happy for you. Getting out of something like that makes all the difference to your mental health," I said generically, not knowing the details at all. "Is it going well with the new boyfriend?"

"I'll say. I've had a crush on him since I was 13, and it turns out he had one on me too. Guess this was meant to be. Plus, he's ten times better at sex than my old boyfriend."

Likely not ten times better than me though, I thought to myself.

"Although he's probably gonna get plenty of sex in the grey bar hotel," he chuckled evilly. "He'll end up as someone's prison wife. I just wanted to come over and say thanks. If there's anything I can do to repay you, let me know. I owe you big time."

"I'm thinking we could have a sleepover party," I said quickly, figuring he was about to leave.

He grinned. "We did have fun the couple times we hooked up, not gonna lie, but I think for now I should concentrate on my new relationship. I wouldn't want this one to turn bad like the last one, and I wouldn't do anything to piss him off, ever. But if I'm ever single..." He gave me a kiss and then took off.

Colin looked at me. "Really?"

"Really, what? You heard him. He appreciated the advice I gave him to get out of what sounds like an abusive relationship."

"You mean the advice Jason gave him. You just tried to pick him up," he said shaking his head and putting his arm around me.

"If you don't offer comfort when you think they need it, what kind of a society are we building? Nothing says comfort like snuggling all night and really being into someone."

"Sounds like Jason comforted him a few times," he teased.

"Yeah, and we're gonna talk about that. How could he not share? Don't worry though, I'm not a total dick. I'll let Jason know what he said, so he's not taken by surprise later."

"Good idea. Better idea would have been to tell him you weren't Jason," Colin suggested as he shook his head again, and turned to look out at the club.

"How is that a better idea? If the guy had been coming up to say `dude, rock my shit again, will ya', why would I tell him I wasn't Jason? That'd be dumb."

"I'm thinking your straight boys down there aren't sure what to do with themselves," Colin said re-focusing my attention.

I looked down and they were exactly where we'd left them, although they did seem to have a lot of empty glasses in front of them. "Maybe I should go show them around, and try to get them to relax."

"You go do that, and I'll do a round and say hi to some of the guys," he said as he kissed me. I headed back downstairs, and over to the boy's table.

"Looks like you're at least getting something to drink," I said as I approached and sat down with them.

"You weren't kidding. A few older guys came up to talk to us and bought us drinks. No chicks though," Shane replied. He and Josh still had their shirts on, but they were well decorated. I couldn't help but smile to myself when I saw a several names and phones numbers written on the back. "North got a lot more attention when he took his shirt off."

"As it should be. Surprised you two aren't shirtless yet," I suggested.

"We're letting North attract the attention of the guys. We're gonna wait until we see some hot girls looking our way before we take our shirts off," Josh replied.

"I've never been to a club where I didn't have to pay to drink," Shane yelled over the music.

"Now you have. Guess it helps when you're young and cute," I grinned.

"I'll bet you don't have to pay either," Shane added, then realized what he'd implied. "Uhhh...not that I mean you're young and cute, just that you're pretty good looking...for a guy, so I'm sure lots of people will buy you drinks to get to know you, right?"

"True, but I don't take the drinks from them, or I'd be so wasted I couldn't enjoy the night. North, come dance with me."

"Sure," he nodded. He got up and we made our way to the dance floor. I'd made sure to have my markers in my pocket so I could draw on him.

I held his hand and basically pulled him through the crowd onto the dance floor, and kept right on going until we were in a back room.

"I thought we were going to dance," he said looking around.

"We will, but right now I'm more interested in your ass. What sort of a story would you have to tell if it was just that guys bought you drinks at a gay club all night? Much better to say that you got totally wasted at a gay club, and attracted so much attention that your ass is too sore to sit down."

"I think my friends would be more interested in the first story. Any chance for free alcohol, and this place would be crawling with straight guys."

"Mmmm, I love crawling straight boys. That would make me insanely horny," I chuckled as I unfastened his pants and pushed them down, along with his underwear. I had him bend over and hold onto the shelving unit, as I coated his ass, and gave him a quick fuck. We couldn't really take our time as they'd expect us back after a couple songs. There is something about this huge ass that I really like, and I had to hold on tight to make sure I was giving him the benefit of my full thrusts. I reached around to find him only half hard, so I rectified that by jerking him off as I fucked. No wonder boys prefer being the bottom, they can just lie there and enjoy it. The top has to do all the heavy lifting.

"I think I'm gonna cum soon," North warned as I felt his penis throb slightly and his breathing increased.

"Let's save that for later. Best that you stay horny," I said as I leaned in to kiss his back, and let go of him. I pulled out and slapped his ass. "That's enough for now. Let's get you back to your friends. Which one of them do you think would like to go next?"

He laughed. "Neither. They're still trying to adapt to seeing guys kissing. No way you're fucking them."

"That sounds like a challenge, and I love me a challenge."

"If you could even get them to show their dicks, I'd be impressed by your skills. You go any further than that and I'll sleep with you for a week," he grinned.

"That's not much of a bet. You'd sleep with me for a week if I told you too anyway."

He just shrugged, and we returned to the dance floor, crossed it again, and headed back to the table.

As we sat down, I just looked at the three boys. "What's the end game tonight boys?"

"Whatd'ya mean?" Josh asked.

"Well, you're at a gay club sitting at a table drinking. You could have stayed home to do that. What was the plan in coming to a gay club?"

"To meet horny chicks," Shane said quickly. "We heard that girls come to gay clubs to see if they can convert the guys into being straight, so we figure girls will see us, assume we're gay and take us home."

"That might be the case in a high school, but not in a gay club. Girls show up here to support their friends, and to have a safe environment from guys trying to get into their pants. Here they can just have fun, dance, and drink without worrying. No offense guys, but no girl is going to try and hit on you tonight. You might as well have a sign over your heads that's flashing straight boys, straight boys."

"Why?" Josh asked, and actually looked up.

"Why? Because you're glued to these chairs like the floor is lava. If you were gay, you'd be circulating the room checking guys out, hitting the dance floor as friends, and showing off how sexy you are. Right now, you might as well just be furniture."

"At least we're getting free drinks," Shane said holding his up and the other two clinked glasses with him.

"Why do guys keep buying us drinks if they know we're straight, Justin?" North asked.

"Because it's a good excuse to come up and talk to you, and hopefully find some connection that'll convince you to go home with them," I explained. "Looks like you've had a few guys write on you. Seems like you even scored a few phone numbers. I like the heart one over your nipple, Shane."

He laughed. "North did that, the big homo..." he stopped instantly and blushed. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that."

I gave him a big smile and patted him on the back. "And that's how people know you're not gay."

"Because I called him a homo, right?"

"No, because you apologized for it. Gay guys would call each other a homo and laugh it off, or play into it. You're straight, so you feel guilty about it and apologized. We are homos but only we can say that to each other. There's lot of little things like that that give you away."

"I know one," Josh said as he looked at me. "I had to go to the bathroom and found out you can use either the guy's or girl's bathroom. Also when you pee, the guys next to you don't even pretend they're not looking. Never had anyone watch me take a leak before. Sort of unnerving to have girls in there with you too."

I laughed. Humans are so fucking weird. We're fine to stand in a line of urinals with our dicks out in front of each other, but a girl comes in and we freak out about it. But then we're out of the bathroom and we'd be fine showing our dick to a girl if she wanted to see it, but not a guy. Go figure. "The real question Josh, is did you look back? First time that someone watched me, I almost couldn't stop myself from looking at him too."

"I wasn't sure what to do. I knew I probably shouldn't say anything, so I only looked to see what they did when they were finished peeing. Make sure I wasn't doing something wrong."

I nodded and grinned. "That's the way we learn. I'm just surprised they only looked. A lot of times you might get someone reaching over to help you shake it. Gay guys are friendly like that."

North laughed. "I think that would freak me out if I were standing there and a hand reached over to help me pee."

"Guys, if someone ever gropes you or makes an advance that you don't want, just politely say no thanks, and move on. Don't make it a big deal and freak out. Just be calm and confident. Anything else you guys found interesting tonight?"

"One guy wrote on North's chest after he had his shirt off and pinched his nipple. That was sort of strange to see," Shane admitted.

"Yeah. Hot, huh?" I smirked. "He does have nice nipples though. If he builds those pecs up any more, we're gonna need to get him a bra." I almost reached over and tweaked them myself, but held back. I was already horny enough, and I needed to control myself if I want to get through the entire night.

"Looks like you guys are doing alright for drinks. You should pace yourself though. Straight boys aren't able to handle liquor as easily as us fags. I wouldn't want you passing out too early."

Josh took the challenge, as expected. "I can drink anybody here under the table. No queer boy is going to outdrink me, that's for sure."

"Well, that's offensive," I said trying to look serious.

His reaction was priceless. "Oh god. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant I could drink more than a gay guy. I wasn't trying to be racist or nothing."

"Technically it'd be prejudice or bigotry, not racism, but I wasn't referring to that. I meant it's offensive to think you could outdrink us. That's stupid nuts. Cocktails, clubs, and parties are our jam. Bitch, this is what we do while you guys are running around the field trying to capture other guys and tackle them to the ground. If I had to work that hard to get a man, I'd give up sex. Here we just drink, take our shirts off, see what we like, and go screw him in the Cell'r."

"Oh. I still think I could outdrink anyone here," Josh claimed. From his build, it's likely that he could outdrink lots of people, but it'd depend on what you had in your stomach. I usually have some bread and a glass of water before I go to the club. I have no idea if it works, but it seems logical, so I do it. Bread absorbs the alcohol while the water keeps you from becoming dehydrated. Of course now that I think about it, it's just as likely that the bread will absorb the water, and I'd just go to the club looking fat.

"I'll take up that challenge," I nodded as I looked at him. He wasn't the type of guy I'd normally rush across the room to get, but he was still a good-looking guy. I mean he certainly had a solid build and if things went wrong, he could probably crush my head like a walnut. "Have you guys looked around the club at all yet?"

"Not really. Just the bar, and bathroom," North replied.

I offered to take them to look around, and since the club was almost at capacity, all sections were open. Except for a couple of out of the way areas in the back corners, almost all the club was now blacklight. The outside patio on the roof was lit normally and it was always nice to go out there for some fresh air. Even when it was raining it was useable, as we had retractable awnings to provide cover. Tonight was reasonably warm, so the fresh air felt good as we headed out. We didn't stay long, and I managed to introduce the guys to a few people.

One of the guys I knew gave me a hug and whispered in my ear. "They're cute. Having fun?"

"Straight cherries and I've got the whipped cream," I replied going full queer tonight. I like the Slam'r as I can be completely extra, and still not be as flaming as some of the guys. Speaking of flaming, I smiled when I saw someone I hadn't actually run into in a while, and he was in full drag now.

"Baby, darling!" He gushed as he floated over to us. Probably high on some wild cocktail of drugs. "It's been such a long time. You're still as cute as ever. Where are the brothers, I haven't had a taste of any of you in a while. Which one are you?"

"Justin. Hi Forrest," I said as I got the required hug and air kisses. "It has been a moment, hasn't it. Are you still with Jared and Myles?"

"Don't get me started with those bitches. I still live there, because, you know price of rent and shit, but Jared is so into his little slave whore, Myles, that he's just boring as fuck. I can't use Myles unless Jared is there to give him instructions, and when I open my bussy for Jared, Myles always has to be there to help out where needed. And don't get me started when Jared orders him to top me. Bitch, I'm not going to be cannon fodder for the cum of a little slave twink. How are you doing?" He said suddenly jumping tracks and changing directions as he groped me and held on. "Mmmm, I love this big pole. You gotta promise to drive that into my sugar hole later. Who are these fine specimens of delight?" He asked, swishing up to North to rub his bare chest.

"North, Shane, and Josh. Straight boys checking out the club tonight," I said as way of introduction. "Guys, this is Forrest. Watch out for this flaming queer, or she'll be in your pants trying to ride you before you know it."

"Mmmm, my favorite flavour. Straight. I have hidden treasure you can check out, honeys. I haven't had good straight boy dick in a month," he said licking his lips. Yeah, if he keeps up this level of attack, these guys are gonna leap off the roof, just so they can leave faster. "I mean don't get me wrong, babies, I've had straight boys. Had one an hour ago, but I haven't had GOOD straight boy dick in a month."

"Sorry, Forrest, these straight boys are strictly hands off," I warned.

"I hear you sweetie. You want them first. I can respect that. Let me know when they're back on the market. They look like they'd be good for a one nighter...and speaking of good in bed...it's one thing to have Jason fuck me good and hard, or even when your other brother J.P. shreds my bussy; but it's a divine intervention to have all three of you working those massive love tubes inside me at once. I can handle a good solid DP now, so I'm sure I can rock your world. I'm a five-star rating from beginning to end." He reached out and grabbed hold of my crotch through the front of my pants again and gave it a firm squeeze.

"Mmmmm, if you get bored of toting around the straights, come back and I'll bend over for this. I'm not even wearing panties tonight," he said sounding flirtier and more feminine than I remember. I guess it has been a couple years.

"We'll get together soon. Maybe have you over to the house," I suggested.

"I look forward to it," Forrest gushed as he licked his lips seductively. I prepared for the straight guys to bolt. Someone deploy the roof net, we're gonna have rabbiting. "Later dahling." He swished away with what I'm sure was a breeze following along behind him.

"Was that guy or a girl?" Josh asked.

"A guy, but if you have to ask, maybe you'd enjoy what he's offering," I teased. "He's got a great ass. So tight you could squeeze lemons in there. You should give it a try."

"I don't think so. I was just curious. What's DP that he mentioned?"

"Double penetrated. Means he can take two dicks at once in his ass."

"Did he say he fooled around with your brothers?" North asked.

"I've known Forrest for a while. No doubt he's done Jason and J.P. at some point," I said trying to be at least a little vague about it.

"Wouldn't that be weird, doing someone that you knew your brother did? God if my brother ever hooked up with a girl I liked, I never put my dick anywhere near her," Shane said quickly, looking disgusted.

"I've seen the girls you like," Josh retorted. "I wouldn't worry. No one else is going to go anywhere near them."

"Fuck you."

"Here? In a gay club? Bitch, please. I can do better," Josh said batting his eyes, only to get a playful, but hard punch from Shane. North just looked at me, grinning as if to indicate I still didn't have a snowball's chance in hell of getting them.

"I dunno. If my brother had this seriously hot chick that was willing to put out, I'd totally share her with him. Do some team pussy shredding," North said to them.

Shane shook his head. "I might be cool with another guy in the room while we got some, but it would get weird having my brother there."

Josh looked at North and Shane, and I really wondered what was going through his head right now.

I decided to help them out with their internal visuals. "I can see it now. Your brother is on his back. She's cowboying the hell out of his cock. He pulls her down for some serious Frenching action and her ass is staring you in the face. You lube up and take her before she can change her mind. The two of you fuck the stuffing out of her until you nut in her from both sides."

North laughed. "Dude, stop. If you get me horny and I start spewing out pheromones, I don't want to be held responsible to the guys I have to fight off."

"North, North, North. You're looking at it all wrong. Don't fight them off. Embrace your sex appeal. Let them enjoy you. I mean that ass is big enough for five riders at once. Take the W man. Take the W."

Josh laughed. "Told you you had a fat ass, fat ass."

"At least I have an ass. You go from back to legs with nothing separating them," he replied.

"Are you two gonna keep hitting on each other or are we gonna get another drink?" Shane inquired.

"I'm good with more drinks. Since you guys have never been to the club before, you've probably never been to `Here'."

"Here as in the club, or here as in the patio?" North asked confused.

"`Here' as in the exclusive VIP club." I took them inside, and we climbed the stairs to the private club. I used my card to gain access. I selected a table near the back, and a little more secluded than I might normally choose.

I texted Colin, Jason, J.P., and Alex to let them know where we were. Kyle and Chance had arrived at the club earlier, so I contacted them as they might as well have some fun too. Plus, I still find it a thrill to watch the faces of guys who don't know us yet. The triplet thing is always good for a bit of fun, and although we don't normally dress alike, with today being all white clothes, we were dressed extremely similar. I was wearing a button up shirt, while J.P. had a V-neck t-shirt. Jason was in some designer thing that I hadn't decided if it was trying to be a button up shirt, or a blouse. If he put ruffles on it, maybe I'd call it a pirate shirt. It either looked like it had been sewn by a drunk blind child and then tossed in a discarded pile, or by a top tier designer as his latest runway fashion. Sometimes those two looks are hard to tell apart. But either way it looked way too fancy to wear to this event where people are going to draw all over you.

"There're no prices on the menus," Josh said as he looked at it, flipping back and forth a few times.

"Guys, if you have to ask what the prices are in `Here', you probably aren't the type that would get membership. Also, it's pretty rare you'd leave without dropping a minimum of a thousand bucks. If you did, they'd likely limit your access to the slower days of the week."

"So how much is a drink in here, then?" Shane asked.

"He just said, you don't ask, dumbass," North commented.

"I have to ask or how will I know if I have enough money to afford one?" He reasoned.

"Relax guys. This challenge is on me, so I'll take care of the drinks."

"Good evening and welcome to `Here'," the waiter said as he came over to us.

"As opposed to over there," Josh chuckled.

"My name is Kendrick, and I'll be your personal service attendant this evening," he said, not missing a beat despite Josh's comment. He was wearing some very sexy small white shorts, and an extremely tight-fitting white t-shirt. I could count each ab and make out the bumps on his nipples. I'll take two of him, neat, in a salted glass. Nice to see they were participating in the theme of the night.

"Hi Kendrick. There'll be six more of us in a few minutes. They're on their way."

"Would you like to wait for them to arrive, or would you like to hear the specials and go ahead with an order?"

"Yeah, let's order. They can catch up when they get here. What's going on tonight?" I said quickly. I want to win this bet sooner, rather than later.

"Our exclusive special this evening is the Original Mai Tai. Made with genuine Wray and Nephew white & dark rum, orange curacao, orgeat syrup and fresh lime juice. Served on the rocks with a lime wedge. Our club drink tonight is the Corpse Reviver. A blend of Gin, Cointreau, Lillet Blanc, and absinthe.

"Corpse reviver?" Shane laughed. "Damn. Sounds intense."

"I'm sure it is," I chuckled. "And which shots and beer are you featuring tonight?"

"Our shot is the Liquid Cocaine. Equal parts Bacardi 151, Rumple Minze, Goldschlager and Jägermeister, and the beer tonight is the Satori Harvest IPA. What may I start you gentlemen off with?"

"Bring us ten of the original Mai Tai's. That'll give us a chance to look over the rest of the drinks," I said to him, getting a giant grin out of him. Even though I hadn't met this waiter personally, no doubt he knew who I was, or adjacent to, with Jason owning the club. I glanced over at the bar as our waiter entered the order, and both Kendrick and the bartender looked at us. I gave him a smile and he nodded back, then seemed to kick it into high gear as he prepared the drinks. Like they say, sometimes rank has its privileges. Sometimes it's my green eyes; they sort of say I'm fuckable if you're nice to me.

J.P. and Alex arrived first, followed by Colin. Kendrick was back in a flash with the ten drinks and placed them on the table in front of each of us, evenly spacing out the other three in anticipation of the arrival of our absent guests. Shane was the first to try his and the eyes said it all.

"Holy fuck! That is maybe the best drink I've ever had in my entire life," he exclaimed loudly.

"Dude, you chug vodka from a bottle and drink beer. I don't think it'd be hard to impress you," North said as he took a sip of his. "Oh my god. No shit, that's the best drink ever. Fuck me."

I leaned in and whispered to him, but loud enough to be heard by the others. "Not just you baby. Your friends too."

"Kendrick, my friends here are new to the club as my guests. Just for shits and giggles, would you let them know how much the exclusive special is worth tonight."

"Yes, sir. Tonight's exclusive is eight fifty."

I smirked to myself as the guys nodded and took another sip. Josh also agreed enthusiastically that this was the best he'd ever tried. "Eight fifty is a good price. Fuck, I've been to restaurants where a simple cocktail was twenty bucks. If they put these on the menu, they could easily charge that."

"Oh you crazy little straight boy," I laughed. "I don't think you meant eight dollars and fifty cents did you, Kendrick?"

"No sir," he said grinning at me. "The price on our exclusive drink this evening is $850."

Shane was the first to almost choke on his drink, although if he did snort any out, it could be a $50 snort. Josh gently, and carefully, returned his glass to the table and pulled his hands back.

"It's what now?" North asked as he stared at his drink like it was a classic art piece at the Louvre. "You're telling me that these ten drinks just cost $8,500?"

"If we're doing math, then sure," I nodded. I looked over at the main door as Kyle and Chance arrived. I quickly jumped up and went over to give them both a big hug and kiss. "Damn, it feels like we haven't seen you guys in forever. I still miss you at the house."

"We miss it too. Mostly missing you guys being around," Chance replied, "but living downtown has been fun."

"Chance just likes it because we can walk everywhere, and with our club being just a few blocks away, we make new friends almost every night."

"If those penthouse walls could talk," Colin said as he got up and hugged the guys too, before they slid into the booth with us.

"Those penthouse wall better not talk. I'd not need them telling anything about what took place between you and Jason when you were together, or the things we got up to either," I teased.

"Speaking of Jason," Colin said as he looked towards the door, where my brother and another person I hadn't seen in a while, were arriving. They joined us and sat down.

"Justin, you remember Mason, right?" Jason said as he introduced him again.

"I do. You're pretty hard to forget," I grinned. "You still a "Here' waiter?"

"He's now the assistant club manager," Jason announced.

"Hey congrats, Mason. We had some good times with you as our waiter over the past few years," I said thinking of all the opportunities I'd had to get that huge cock out of his pants. "Do you like being in management?"

"Yeah, definitely. I still serve in `Here' from time to time when we're short handed. I mean it's good money, so why not."

"Speaking of that, Kendrick we should order another Mai Tai for Mason."

"No, I'm good, thanks," Mason said quickly. "I'm working so I have to pace myself. I thought I'd just come up for a bit and say hi. Haven't seen you guys in so long."

"I know, we've been really busy lately, but it sure brings back a lot of the memories."

Shane had been looking back and forth between Jason, J.P., and myself since Jason sat down. "How do you guys tell each other apart?"

"I always check the name on my underwear," Jason replied without missing a beat.

"Like that would work," J.P. said shaking his head. "Right now my underwear says I'm Calvin Klein."

Jason ignored him as I chirped in. "And I already know who I am, so that leaves only J.P. or Jason to figure out."

"Basically, you would know if you have sex with us. That's a sure-fire way to tell," J.P, said adding his reply.

Shane looked completely confused by our answer, but Josh seemed to be still with us. "Is that because you look different naked, and it's only your faces that are completely identical?"

"No, we're identical everywhere," J.P. replied without cracking a smile. "It's the actual sex. Jason has sex like a monogamous married person. If you do Justin, it's like sex with an escaped mental patient. Sex with me leaves you on an orgasmic plane of existence never before realized, ruining it for all others."

"Well, we now know who the escaped mental patient is, and it's not me," I joked.

"Seriously, I know you're joking, but is there an actual way to tell you apart?" Shane repeated.

"Just sitting looking at us, not usually," Jason replied, "but once you get to know us, our personalities are different. You can tell by the way we talk and how we do things, which one is which. There are even subtle differences in the way we move or express ourselves. We also have different fashion styles, and one of us is left-handed. It takes getting to know us, but until then, I'd agree with J.P., sex skills and preferences."

"Just say vous avez un tout petit pénis," J.P. grinned. "Only one of us will defend ourselves."

"Yeah, J.P. speaks French, Jason and I don't," I admitted.

Jason looked at our waiter who was standing off to the side. "Kendrick, bring us a round of the liquid cocaine shots. You can at least have one of those before you leave, Mason."

He took off to get the order, and Jason looked at the drinks already on the table. "How are the Mai Tai's?"

"I think I'm going to take mine home and put it in the freezer in a locked case," Josh replied, getting a confused look from the newest arrivals.

"I told them the price," I explained.

"Oh, that'll do it," J.P. laughed. "Guys, drink up. It's already paid for so you might as well enjoy it."

I introduced everyone as we drank and we got a few of the usual `meeting the triplet' questions, which we patiently answered.

"Does everyone do that when they meet you?" Mason asked. "Seems like it was the same a couple years ago too."

"Yeah, pretty much. In the club, it's usually followed by, are we all gay, and then do we fool around together," Jason replied.

"And the answers are?" North asked.

"Come home with us tonight and find out for yourself," I teased. "Or just whip your dick out right here, and we'll all follow you home anyway."

Kendrick arrived with our shots and distributed them around. When he leaned down close to me, I really wanted to get out my marker and draw on him. Okay, I lie. I wanted to pull the front of his shorts down and see how he compared to Mason. I know every guy selected to work in `Here' was comfortable being hit on and having sex in a public type setting, so I had no reason to doubt Kendrick was any different. Now all I had to do was get rid of the straight boy ball and chains; except I was trying to get two of them into bed.

We talked for a few minutes before Alex and Mason had to get back to the main club.

"I still can't believe this Mai Tia is eight hundred and fifty bucks," Josh said as he lifted it up and took a sip.

"I can't believe you're still taking your time with it. The ice is melting and that's gonna kill the flavour," Chance said as he downed his and called for another.

"It's like a hundred bucks a sip. I'm taking my time," Josh replied, then stopped moving as his eyes locked on something across the room.

I turned to see what had caught his attention and smiled to myself. The table across the room was doing body shots off the waiter and squeezing the lime on his dick before they sucked it off. If that wasn't what caught his attention, it could be that there were two shirtless girls with their group.

"You don't see that at a straight bar," Josh commented as the others looked over as well.

"Not a chance. The guys would be sucking the lime off the girl's boobs. How come they got girls to hang out shirtless with them?" Shane complained.

"Maybe because the guys they're with are actually gay, and are far more interested in the guy on the table. They likely don't even see the boobs as sexual, just something beautiful as part of the girl."

"We should find some girls like that and invite them for drinks," Josh added.

"No offense guys, but girls come to this club to get away from guys like that," Kyle told him. "They don't enjoy the drunk straight boy who makes comments and tries to hit on them all night long."

"Some do," North grinned. "Others just whip out the goodies and reel them in."

Kyle looked at the guys. "Shit, are you guys straight?"

"All the way," Josh replied nodding.

"I don't mean to offend you, but straight boys coming to a gay club to find girls is total cringe. This is a safe space for girls, and for gay guys. Last thing we'd want is some gropey hands breeder trying the same tactics they get hated on for at a straight club."

"We'd never do that," Shane said quickly, despite that being exactly what they were trying to do...but failing miserably.

"How many fights do you see at a straight club?" Jason asked.

"A few. Usually one or two break out a night. Nothing seriously though. Usually it's guys that have had too much to drink or a misunderstanding about a girl," North replied.

"Exactly. We have no fights here. Last one was some straight boy trying to show a girl how alpha he was. He probably didn't feel that way after a half dozen gay guys threw him out into the street. Not very alpha in the straight world if you get beat up by a fag."

"We're not like that," Josh said in reply. "We just wanted to see what a gay bar was like, and it's actually pretty chill. Good music. Everybody's friendly and, no homo, most of the guys are pretty well built."

"Kyle just thinks most of the guys are pretty," Chance teased.

"Yeah, like that one you brought home last night. He was super pretty. I could have stared at that cute little pink hole all night."

"Woulda been hard to stare at it with your dick in it as much as it was," Chance replied.

I could see the straight boys were losing interest fast as they began looking around, almost as a way out of the conversation. Time to pull them back in.

"Guys, girls in a gay bar aren't likely looking for the typical straight boy stereotype. You're actually in the perfect place to experience it from their point of view though," I explained.

"How?" Shane asked.

"That waiter you were looking at has his dick out, showing it off like you said you might do to the girls. Are you ready to go home with him?"

"Gross. No," Shane said quickly.

"And that's how a girl thinks when you whip out yours."

"I don't whip mine out," Shane said defensively. "That's more a North thing."

"Same," Josh nodded. "North's the one most likely to pull his dick out."

Chance just gave a fake frown. "I'm not sure what that'd look like. North, could you demonstrate please?"

"I'd like to see a straight boy confident enough to show off his dick," Kyle agreed as they both stared at North. I had no misgiving that if his friends weren't here with him, he'd do it for sure. I say there's a 30% chance of him doing it while they're around.

"Hey if you got it, flaunt it," North replied. "I'd whip it out for you guys but I don't want to embarrass anyone, or be a tease and get you all worked up."

"Well if you want to really flaunt something, drop the back of your pants and show off your ass instead. That'd get you more attention than your penis," I assured him.

"I'd vote for that," J.P. grinned. "I'd also vote for the penis though, so I might not be your target market."

"I'll be your target market," Kyle offered.

"Dude, your ass is so thicc, I don't know how you get it through doors," Shane teased.

"Shut up. At least I have an ass. You just have legs with a crack in them," North retorted.

"Why are we talking about our asses? We should be figuring out how to get chicks. So far the only people that have talked to us are old guys buying us drinks. How do we get girls to check us out?" Josh asked.

"Bluntly," Colin said looking at them. "Stop acting like typical straight boys. I've seen you guys tonight just sitting at your table drinking. Occasionally talking to someone who brings you a drink. No girl is going to ever come up to you. Be interesting. Go dance. Take your shirts off. Walk around getting to know people. Don't be afraid to drop some of the hetero norms and let yourselves just have fun. Go draw on some guy."

"What are hetero norms?" North asked.

"Yeah, I'm not sure about that either," Shane added. "And I'd totally go dance if there was someone to dance with, but since no girls are interested, it's like one of those catch-22's.

"That's a hetero norm. Dance with each other. Go on the floor and just have fun. In this club no one gives a shit if you dance with your friend," Colin explained. "It's the same as when you greet each other. Watch the guys here, and you can quickly pick up lots about them. Good friends will give each other a kiss. Casual friends will hug, and frequently put their arms around each other as they hang out. The missing affection is the one giant red flag we see when straight boys are here. It's a very different vibe."

"I have no problem giving a guy a hug," North said quickly.

"That might be true, but there's a giant difference between a bro hug and a real genuine hug."

"I'm comfortable hugging a friend," Josh admitted, with Shane nodding.

"Okay, show us your comfort level," Kyle said, as a challenge. "You saw how we hugged each other when we arrived. You two stand up and hug as if you're just meeting for the first time today." He pointed at Josh and Shane.

"I'm good with that," Shane replied. "Josh?"

"Sure. Like I said, I'm good with it."

The two guys stood up and looked at us. "So we just hug?" Josh asked.

"Act it out. Move apart and walk up as if you're just meeting," Chance said to them.

The boys back up and paused. Josh moved first, giving Shane his cue to go.

"Hey, how's it going?" Shane said as he got to Josh and gave him the typical guy hug of one arm over his shoulder and a pat on the back. The broke apart and turned to us. "See, no problem at all."

Kyle laughed. "Dude, I've seen more affectionate handshakes. Cactus give less prickly hugs than that."

North laughed. "That was funny."

"Let's see you do better, North," Josh challenged. "You and him," he said pointing at Kyle.

This could be interesting. North didn't know Kyle at all, so talk about an awkward hug in the making. A straight boy hugging a gay boy stranger. This is the stranger danger situation your mother warns you about in elementary school. Probably how I first learned that guys could be attracted to each other. Thanks Mom!

Josh and Shane sat down as Kyle and North stood up. "Okay, you do the hug, I'll just accept it," Kyle grinned.

"Just a warning," Chance smirked, "Kyle's a licker."

"You mean a looker?" North queried.

"No...a licker. As in he's liable to lick you. No pressure though."

We all laughed at the look on North's face as he tried to figure out if that were a real warning or not.

As the two met and hugged, it definitely looked awkward. North did a better job of the actual hug part that the other two, and let it last longer, but it was funny watching him trying to keep his lower half from touching Kyle at all. As if somehow the hug stopped at his chest.

"Still felt like a straight boy hug," Kyle said when they'd finished. "Want me to show you how I'd hug someone?"

"I dunno, do I?" he asked looking at me for clarification.

"Hey, it'd be an education if nothing else. Go for it."

"Do it, North. You said you're cool with it," Shane encouraged...or challenged. It was hard to say.

North shrugged and agreed. I could already see by the look on Kyle's face that this would be a hug North might not be ready for. At least, not ready for in front of his friends. Wait until we get to the belly button shots, and the lime on his dick.

The two guys made their fake greeting and Kyle pulled him in for a solid hug. Their entire bodies were touching and at one point Kyle grabbed him by the ass as well.

Shane and Josh thought it was hilarious. North just acted as if it were the most normal thing ever, but you could see that he was a little uncomfortable at his friend's tormenting.

"Alright you've seen the greeting a stranger hug. You guys wanna see how two gay guys greet each other?" Kyle asked.

"Sure, why not," Shane said back to him. "I'm woke enough to deal."

Kyle just smirked as he asked me to join him. I looked at everyone as I got up. "Does anyone else feel like this hug is gonna involve anal at some point? Just asking."

"Now that'd be a hug," Chance laughed.

We took our positions to begin and Kyle went quickly into it. "Justin!" he said loudly, giving a wave as he moved up to me quickly and gave me a solid hug and a kiss. "Dude, I haven't seen you in forever," he said excitedly as he stood back slightly to grab the bottom of my shirt and pulled it off over my head. He leaned in shoved his tongue down my throat. He pulled my crotch against his and began grinding me. "Fuck, I've missed you. You wanna come back to my place tonight. We can fuck while we catch up?"

"Why wait?" I grinned in reply. "Let's just do it here on the table."

Kyle stopped and turned to our group. "That's a proper hug."

"Umm, so are we gonna get to see you two fuck on the table, or are you just cock teases?" J.P. asked as he licked his lips.

"Yeah, that hug got me and J.P. boned up over here," Chance complained. "We're expecting boy on boy action now."

"If that's how we have to hug to get a girl in a gay club, I'm never getting a girl," Josh said trying to joke.

"All you have to do is be a little less stiff when you're in a gay club, guys," Colin said to them. "Now there's a line I never thought I'd say inside these four walls. Drop the inhibitions and just show people your real personality. It could be anything from interests you share, to their workout routine. If you get along and they hit on you, feel free to say no thank you when things have gone far enough. No need to get all defensive about it, just simply say no thanks and continue your conversation on another topic."

"Lots of straight boys have satisfied curiosities here before. Some come back. Some chalk it up to experience satisfied, and cross it off the list," J.P. added.

"You mean like they'd have sex with another guy?" Shane asked.

I laughed. "Some might, but not always. If he's here tonight, I'll introduce you to a straight boy who enjoys the club because he loves the attention."

"He likes the attention of gay guys? Why?" North asked. I couldn't tell if he was being serious or sarcastic.

"Well for one, he has a twelve-inch dick that everyone wants a piece of. It's become somewhat of a bragging right to say you took it all. Tyler even sells t-shirts that say `I rode the Tyler 12'."

"Wait, so he's straight and he fucks guys? Is he really that straight if he does that?"

"Does the label really matter? He has fun as he finds people that can take his big dick. Many girls can't apparently. The guy getting fucked feels like he's done something amazing, and Tyler make money selling his shirts. Wins all around."

"How many guys does he do?" Shane asked.

"I have no idea, but it's a lot. Everyone wants to give it a try," Kyle grinned. "Once you've had that in you, you know you've made it as a power bottom. I have a dozen shirts at home in various colours."

Chance laughed. "You have one shirt at home, and the 12 is crossed off and an 8 is written on it in felt pen."

"Honey, that's your shirt. You also missed the part where I crossed off Tyler and wrote Kyle," Kyle said as seriously as he could.

"Oh yeah. I forgot. You wanna go downstairs so I can get another shirt?" Chance asked as he licked his lips.

"Definitely. Guys, we gotta go. Ummm...something came up," Chance said as he shuffled out of the booth. "Nice meeting you guys. Hope you at least get some action tonight even if you are straight. Later boys. We'll stop by the house in a few days to hang out."

Kyle and Chance left hand in hand and we returned to our drinks.

"Are they actually going to go have sex?" Josh asked.

"I'd say there's a strong possibility," J.P. nodded.

"Would they do it right here in the club?" Josh asked.

"They'd go down to the Cell'r. It's a sex club down there."

"Like a real sex club?" Shane asked sounding shocked, despite the fact I'm pretty sure I told them about it earlier.

"As opposed to what? A fake sex club?" Colin laughed. "What would that look like?"

"A straight bar," J.P. said laughing even harder. "They think they're going to get sex but go home with blue balls. Damn it, now you've all made me horny. Jason, switch shirts with me so I can have Mason fuck me in your office."

"No need for that. He likes you, so just go ask him."

"Later boys. Nice meeting you. Good luck on the girl hunt. Might be easier to find snipe though," he said as he left to find Mason."

"Do you guys do that? Switch clothes to pretend to be each other?" North asked.

"Maybe..." I teased. "Why? Are you worried you might have hung out with J.P. or Jason instead of me?" I gave him a smirk that was sure to get him questioning if it'd been me that had fucked him every time.

"We don't usually pretend to be each other," Jason replied. "Justin and I did it once in a while in school if we were in a jam over something, but it was rare. If we're playing around, we sometimes dress alike to get reactions, but we find that cringey, so we don't do it much."

"Despite what a lot of people think, we're actually three very individual people. It's almost as if many think we're operated by just one brain," I added.

"I think it'd be cool to be a twin or a triplet. You guys must have an incredibly close bond," North said to us.

"We do, most of the time," Jason nodded, "it's like we're sharing one brain sometimes."

Everyone laughed and Jason just grinned at me. He sent me his telepathic vibes, but since I don't have a receiver for those, I only noticed the smile.

We finished our drink, and I couldn't help but be amused at the straight boys continuously letting their eyes dart towards the shirtless girls.

"You know, if you want to get the girls to notice you, take off the shirt and pants and walk past them to show off the bulge of that erection," I suggested.

"I don't have an erection," Josh replied defensively.

I laughed. "Dude, I could either call you a liar, or reach over and grab your crotch to prove you're lying. That's just another flag to indicate you're straight."

"How?" Shane asked as he listened, while glancing over at the other table at least twice in the past couple sentences.

"You deny having an erection. A gay guy would grab the outline to show it off and brag about it. Now are you guys gonna drool over the girls or go flaunt what you got?"

"What if the guys are the ones to check us out instead of the girls?" Josh asked.

"It's a gay bar. You'd have to be super hideous for guys NOT to check you out," Colin laughed.

"Chicken shits," North challenged. "I'm not homophobic. I'll do it."

He shuffled out of his pants at the table and I moved to let him out. He stood up, adjusted himself and turned to confidently walk towards them. He slowed down, and as he approached, he nodded his head and said hi before continuing past. He had obviously chosen to make it look like he was heading for the bathroom. Josh and Shane were laughing at him walking around in his underwear. What they probably didn't notice is that North had received the same stares from the guys at the table that the straight guys had been giving the girls.

As North disappeared into the bathroom, one of the guys at the table nudged another and he turned to look back at the bathroom. He got up and made his way there as well.

I laughed. "Looks like North got some attention. Who knows, if he plays is cards right in there, he might actually be going home with someone tonight."

Josh and Shane continued to look over at the other table, except now, the other table was glancing back. Until now, they'd been focused on their group and the drinks. Now we were on their radar. I wasn't attracted to any of the guys as they weren't my type. I'm a very discerning fag now, and I have standards. Well, not so much standards as much as I check their bagability factor. The harder they seem, the more attractive they are. Unless I'm horny, then easier is better. Right now, I have three straight boys on my radar. Well, two actually. North is already in my collection. Josh and Shane are currently signed up for Justin lessons, even if they don't know they're signed up yet.

North returned a couple minutes later, and I couldn't help but smile when the other guy exited the bathroom seconds later.

"You get laid?" I asked.

"Nah. The girls just looked and smiled but nothing else happened," North replied.

"We could see that. I'm talking about the guy who did notice you. The one who followed you into the bathroom. You get any action?" I clarified.

"No. Not really," he shrugged as he took a sip of his drink.

"Wait! What's that mean, not really?" Shane asked.

"Just that normal stuff Justin said gay guys do. He checked out my dick when I peed and said it was nice," he shrugged again.

"He was probably drunk," Josh said casually.

"That's it?" I asked as I looked at Colin, who was simply being amused by all of this. He lets me be me when I'm hitting on boys.

"Well, kinda. He slid the back of my underwear down and patted my ass. Then he told me that he thought I'd be one hell of a power bottom."

"What's a power bottom?" Josh asked.

"A guy who loves getting anal, and actively participates instead of just lying there," Colin relied.

I laughed. "Dude, if your pee had lasted another 15 seconds, you'd likely be getting plowed up against the urinal as we speak."

"Would guys do that? What if someone came in?" Josh asked, sounding shocked. Wait until he walks in on it actually happening if he's shocked now.

"Yes, sometimes they might, and if someone came in, they'd either watch and jerk off, or join in. What would a straight guy do if he walked in on a guy and girl going at it in a bathroom?"

"I'd probably look to make sure I was in the right bathroom first, then go `oh shit, sorry' and leave," Shane laughed.

"Me too. I sure wouldn't stick around and watch or join in," Josh agreed.

"That's why I get laid twenty times for every one time you do," I teased. "North could have been getting laid right now if he wasn't worried about what you guys might think."

North gave me a warning glare, as if I were about to cross the line.

Shane laughed. "We'd also have to be gay."

"Don't tell me you guys never thought about what you'd do if you got hit on," North challenged. "I mean we talked about the gay club, and what it might be like before we got here."

"I'm fine with the hugs," Josh said quickly. "I might even be okay if I got groped."

"That's it?" Colin smiled. "Hugged and groped? You could get that kind of action on Skytrain at rush hour."

"I think I'd be okay with that, if I'd had a couple drinks," Shane added, "but I wouldn't be okay with actual sex stuff."

"Just a couple? You've had at least six already. Take those pants off and let's see what you bring to the party," I teased.

"I mean if some guy grabbed my crotch, I might be okay with it. I might also freak out and jump aside. Dunno until it happens, I guess. That was kind of the limit I thought I could accept as part of going to a gay bar," Shane clarified for us.

I love how they give the generic, `I could handle a handjob' until it's offered, and then it has parameters. Like, only after a few drinks, while standing at a urinal, on one leg, and the guy beside me had warm hands, and shoulder length hair. Maybe then I could do it. As long as he didn't look at me, or talk, and I could close my eyes, and it was a full moon Thursday.

We didn't discuss it further, as the subject moved to how much better the music was at Slam'r than at the clubs they went to. All of them agreed that when they had girlfriends, they'd enjoy bringing them here.

"At least you'd know some guy wasn't trying to pick up your girl and take off with her," Shane reasoned.

"True," Colin added. "But the girls might worry that guys would pick you up and take off with you. Also, are any of you the jealous type?"

"Like how jealous?" North asked.

"Well, you'll find that guys may not try to pick up your girls, but they're sure going to interact with them, and probably a lot more than any straight guy might at your regular club. They'd comment about her outfit, how her boobs look, and go dance with her. They may even run off to the bathroom together to do makeup, adjust clothing, etc. You have to remember to see the gay guy more like one of her girl friends, than a guy hitting on her."

"I could deal with that," Josh said. "At least I could deal with most of it. Not sure how I'd do if it went further thought. Like if they changed in front of each other, or if the guy whipped his dick out for her to look at. Does that happen?"

I laughed. "Not usually. At least not at the bar. If a girl and a gay guy are friends, they might be comfortable enough changing in front of each other, or sharing a bathroom, because they know it's not sexual. In the club, I've never seen it."

"I could deal," North said grinning. No one replied, but from the look on his friends faces, it's possible they know he has no problem sharing his girlfriend around.

We returned to the main floor, where we got the boys to dance with us. North and Shane were terrible dancers, but Josh was actually pretty impressive, and had some real skilled moves. He attracted a bit of attention. I'd made sure that all of us were shirtless, which always ups the interest factor. Josh and North had full football builds, which is basically muscles on muscles. Shane was leaner, but not swimmer lean.

"Was that so bad? Dancing with other guys?" I asked as we returned to the table, without Colin. He'd gone off to say hi to someone he'd seen. Wonder if it's gonna be one of those fancy hug type greetings.

"Nah, it's like that at school dances sometimes. I mean we go to the dance floor with a girl, but usually end up in a group, so it's kinda like everyone dances with everyone," Shane admitted.

"Okay guys, you've had a few drinks. Who's feeling a little daring?"

"Not me. I'm not having sex with a guy," Josh said quickly.

"Trust me, Josh. No one here is interested in having sex with you either. They may be interested in seeing you naked, but I doubt anyone is gonna want to fuck you."

"That seems overly mean. I had at least three guys check out my penis in the bathroom, so I think they would wanna fuck me," he replied defensively.

I was going to point out the inconsistencies in his statements, but I let it pass...for now. "North, the guys said earlier that you were the most likely to whip your dick out and show it off. Was that true?"

"Probably. I don't care if people see me naked. What's the big deal?"

"You should check out your ass in the mirror. That's a big deal," Shane teased again.

"You seemed fascinated by his ass, Shane," I said quickly. "Are you jealous of how thicc it is?"

"No, I'm fine with the size of my own ass thanks."

"You do look like you have a nice one, but you'd be better with tighter pants to show it off, which would also enhance the bulge. That'll get the girls checking you out."

"I hate how tight pants feel," he said, getting agreeing mumbles from the other two.

"Hmmm...maybe that's why gay guys get laid ten times more that straight ones. I guess advertising does make the difference. Just like Shane noticing your ass, North."

"I don't notice it, I just said it's big," he corrected.

"So is Kim Kardashian's, but I don't hear you commenting about that," I teased further. "Moving on. Who's up for a dare?"

"I am," Josh said, actually surprising me. I guess all the drinks are finally catching up to them.

"How about you two?"

"What's the dare?" North asked.

"Simple enough. We go down to the Cell'r, and you check out the sex club."

"That's it? Just check it out?" Shane asked suspiciously.

"Yes, but once you're down there, guys are gonna hit on you. With all the testosterone and pheromones, they're pretty amped up. You're gonna get groped and felt up a lot."

"That doesn't sound fun," Josh admitted.

"I'll stick with you to make sure you're not being pulled into something you don't want. I'll be honest, it can be a bit intimidating at first, but you don't have to stay long. I'll up the dare. If you go through with it and check out the Cell'r, I'll drive you to school in the car of your choice."

"I'm in," North said quickly. "I can handle guys grabbing at me. I'll think of it like the football field, and being attacked by all you guys."

"That's it? Drive us to school in a car?" Shane asked frowning slightly.

"Uhh, dude...you haven't seen their cars. They have Lamborghini's, Bugattis, Ferrari, Tesla, McLaren's. You name it. I rode in a Bugatti Chiron once. They even have old classic cars and a Rolls Royce."

"How do you have all those cars?" Josh inquired.

"We run an international car theft ring," I said as straight faced as I could. "You pick a car, and I'll get you to school in it. Hell, if all three of you go down to the club to check it out, we'll have all three of you arrive to school at once. That should get quite the reaction from the girls."

It wouldn't, but all the guys would certainly be impressed. No need to give them all the details at this point.

"You don't really run a car theft ring, do you?" Josh asked frowning slightly.

"No," I laughed. "Colin's a car collector, and we've built quite the collection over the years."

"I'll say they have," North agreed. "Dude, they've got cars worth millions."

"Would we be able to drive the cars? We all have licenses," Shane asked.

"We could add a double dare for that," I grinned.

"What would that look like, or don't we want to know?" North said with an amused grin.

"You should be fine with it. I'd dare you to whip your dicks out. Balls and all while you're down there. Let the boys get some air and show them off."

"Won't people try to grab us? I mean you said they'd try to grope us just going down there? Wouldn't our dicks out be like an invitation?" Shane asked logically.

"Yes, but when someone grabs you, all you need to do it gently remove the hand and say no thanks. How you deal with that will be a real education for you."

Are guys really having sex, just like out in front of everyone?" Josh inquired.

"Guys, let's just say that if you've never seen horny gay guys before, the experience can be a bit overwhelming. If you want sex, you are 100% guaranteed to get laid down there. As much or as a little as you can handle."

"What's that mean?" North asked.

"Best to see it for yourself if you're curious, but don't be surprised to see absolutely everything."

"I'll take the dare," North said first. "Guys?"

You could see he was the leader of their little group as they both, obviously reluctantly, agreed to do it as well.

"But I'm not getting naked or anything," Shane said quickly.

"Yeah, I'd just want to see what a sex club is like, but not participate. Are there girls down there?" Josh asked.

"No. Just guys. I mean after all, it's a gay club, right? If girls were that horny, they'd go to a straight club and let guys pick them up there."

"Makes sense," he nodded, but obviously disappointed.

"I think you guys should go one at a time instead of all together. Might make you more relaxed. If you decide to take double dare once you've seen the Cell'r, just let me know. Who's first? North, you should go last."

"I'll go," Shane said boldly.

"Alright, we'll be back in a minute guys. Just remember, you won't be able to unsee this once we go down."

"That sounds ominous," Josh commented.

"Oh, I'll throw one more option out there. If you can handle the first two dares, and want to challenge yourself further. Strip completely, except for shoes and socks and walk around naked. Do that and you can borrow one of the cars to take a girl out on a date."

North laughed. "No need for you to take that dare Shane. You'd need a girl to like you before you could take her on a date."

"Fuck you," he snapped back.

"You're not my type."

"No pressure, just another option," I said quickly.

"I'll do that one. It's not like it'd be any different than being in the locker room after a game. The guys are naked and showering. What's the big deal?" North shrugged as he looked at his friends.

"The team isn't all gay and looking at you for sex," Josh reasoned.

"I guess you won't know if it feels different until you experience it. I'd wait until you see the Cell'r first before deciding your comfort level," I advised.

"What if I decide I'm super comfortable, and throw caution to the wind and let everyone down there have a piece of this?" North teased as he stood up and turned around. "I mean dudes, look at me. What gay guy isn't going to want this when it's naked?"

"Sighted guys? Those with an I.Q. over 70. Those who have strong constitutions and don't hurl over seeing scary things," Josh insulted.

"We just have to be cautious, North. We wouldn't want one of the really small guys to fall into your ass and lose him," I said quickly.

"Burn!" Shane laughed. North just flipped him the finger.

"You all wish you had an ass this thicc," he said as he took a drink

I ignored him, and told Shane he was up first if he wanted to see the Cell'r. He agreed and I led him to the stairs down to the basement. "What do I do again if someone hits on me or tries to grab me?"

"Just say no thanks and take their hand away. Be calm and polite. Don't freak out."

"What if I find it too much to handle?"

"Just tell me, and we'll come back upstairs. I'll warn you though it can be a bit intense seeing it for the first time. Imagine what you're like when you're horny, and multiply that by a hundred guys all the same."

"I don't think that's making it easier to want to go down there."

"We can go back to the table if you want," I offered.

"No, I'm okay, I think. Guess we're about to find out for sure though," he reasoned trying to sound confident while his face said the opposite.

"Stick close," I said as we started down the stairs. We'd barely gone three steps when we encountered a man coming back up.

"Hi Jason," he smiled. "Who's the cutie?"

"Just a newbie," I said vaguely.

"Mmmm, cherry is my favorite," he said slapping Shane on the ass as he kept going.

"Cherry?" Shane asked me as he jumped slightly.

"Basically means virgin," I explained as we kept moving.

"I'm not a virgin," he replied.

"Down here you are. Unless you're saying you've already done anal with a guy."

"I'm a virgin," he admitted quickly.

As we entered the Cell'r, the first area was where the guys would leave their clothes in lockers, so there were a few in various states of undress. It wasn't mandatory to be naked down here, but most preferred it, considering how messy it could get with lube and cum everywhere. Obviously, Shane wasn't about to leave even so much as a strand of hair behind. He moved up closer to me, and you could feel his apprehension and nerves.

"Holy shit. You're not kidding. I'll never unsee this. So, it's not just guys our age, but old guys too? I didn't even know old guys still had sex."

"They do, and some are really good at it. Most of the young guys put out for them to get drinks or drugs. Just one of those circles of life things. Mostly a gay circle in this case. You still okay?"

"I think so. Just don't leave me here by myself, or I'm sure I'd have a panic attack."

"Stick close. I took him deeper into the Cell'r to show him the various things going on. He was really interested in seeing the sling, but not so much the sex on the sling.

"Is that that Tyler guy you were talking about earlier?" He asked as we saw a guy fucking a twink on the sling.

"Nah. That guys only got about 8 inches. Big, but not Tyler big."

"What's that area?" He asked pointing to the walls in the back.

I smiled and took him a little closer, but not so close that we were part of it. "Those are the gloryholes."

"I've heard of them, but I've never seen on in real life. That's where you stick your dick in and someone sucks you off, right?"

"Exactly."

"How do you know who's sucking you?" Shane asked, still seemingly struggling with nerves.

"That's the idea. You don't. You can imagine it's anyone you fantasize about."

"Do girls ever do the blowjobs in those?"

"Not down here, but that's the beauty of it. If you think it's a girl, maybe one of the cheerleaders back at school, then because you can't see, your brain thinks that's who it is. I can't tell you how many times an A-List celebrity has sucked my dick down here...at least in my mind," I joked.

"I think I'd know if it was a girl or not."

"You actually wouldn't if you let your mind accept the blowjob," I told him.

"How come the holes are different sizes. Is it for different size penises?" He asked reasonably.

"No. There's three size holes. The smallest hole is just for your penis. The next biggest allows a hand to come through and play with more of you, and the largest means you can put your ass against it for a rimming or a fuck."

"I thought they were only for blowjobs."

"Now you know more," I grinned.

"It's set up like a maze," Shane commented as he looked around.

"It is. Gives you the ability to be a bit more anonymous if you want," I replied. "Have you seen enough, or would you like to take the next dare and whip your dick out for a bit?"

He looked at me as if the thought never even remotely occurred to him. "Not sure if I'd want guys checking out my dick. I mean I'm sure some do when you change and stuff, but it's not like you notice. Down here, I'd think every guy was looking at me."

"I'm sure plenty would. It's like a gay `hello, nice to meet you,' when someone comes up and takes a feel of it."

"That would be way worse. Would it count if I went into a dark corner and did it?"

"What fun would that be? How about you take it out and shove it through a gloryhole? That way no one knows it's you, and you'll probably get a blowjob out of it at the same time. You're also not waving it around for everyone to look at."

He paused as he looked around and then stared at me. "If I show my dick, I'd get to drive one of your cars to school? How long would I have to show my dick for?"

"Five minutes and walk around to show it off. Or, if you would find it easier, stick it through the gloryhole and enjoy some good head."

"For five minutes as well?" He asked as he looked at the holes.

"You wouldn't last five minutes," I laughed. "I'd say stay in there until you cum."

He thought about it and kept looking at the hole. I finally convinced Shane that the second size gloryhole would be best as it allowed his balls to be played with as well, and speed up the process.

"What do I do?" He asked nervously looking around.

"You walk up to the hole, unfasten your pants, and put your dick through. Then put your hands in the slots at the top and hold on."

"How long does it take before someone sucks my dick?"

I laughed. "Someone will likely take it before you get all the way through the hole."

"Do I have to be hard first?"

"Nope. Trust me, you'll get hard fast enough. I'll stand behind you so that I shield you a bit."

"Thanks. I'm not sure I should do this," he said beginning to backpedal a bit.

"Hey, gloryholes were invented by straight guys so they could get blowjobs more frequently. This should totally be in your comfort zone. Gay guys are more into the stuff you've already seen. Getting laid with others watching. Total turn on. Think of a girl."

"What girl?"

Any girl. Picture one you'd like to be with. Does she have blonde or brunette hair?"

"Brunette. Long brown hair," he grinned, obviously thinking of someone.

"Big or small boobs?"

"Average, but nice," Shane said as the grin got bigger.

"Nice pouty lips that felt good kissing. Now she's naked on the other side of that hole waiting for you to put your dick through the hole. She's fingering her shaved pussy as she thinks about it," I said teasing him seductively.

"If that were only true," he laughed to relieve some of the nervousness he must be feeling.

"Give it a try. If it's too much, pull back and stop. That's the beauty of being anonymous. No one knows it's you, nor do they care. Another cock will arrive for them to suck in a few seconds," I said as I gently walked him over to a free hole and positioned him in front of it.

He gave another look back at me, and I just smiled encouragingly. "You want me to help unfasten your pants and get your dick out?" I asked. That usually refocuses a straight boy.

"No, I got it," he said as he quickly undid his pants and lowered the zipper. He fumbled to get his dick out over the top of his underwear and then, while trying to hide himself, went into the hole. I waited until he was pressed tight against the wall before I moved up behind him.

"Ooohhh!" He gasped suddenly, and tightened his grip in the handholds above him.

I just grinned as I leaned in closer to his ear. "Someone taking your dick?"

He nodded. "Yeah. They're playing with it and my balls," he revealed.

"Remember, it's the cute girl with the long hair. Right now, she's on her knees checking you out, and showing your penis to her best friend. She's smacking her lips in anticipation of going down on you. But first she needs to see your boy grow to full strength," I said, trying to sound seductive in his ear.

"She's seeing it," he panted as he fused himself to the wall.

"Does she have to pull the foreskin back, or are you circumcised?" I asked, mostly for my own curiosity.

"I'm circumcised," he replied. "Ohhhh, oh my god," he gasped again. "She's licking it."

"Nice. You're just seconds away from your first gloryhole blowjob. How long do you think you'll last?"

"Not long. What happens if I gotta cum?" He asked sounding like there might be a touch of panic in his voice.

"It's a gloryhole, no way to warn the person, so you just hold on as long as you can and then cum. The person on the other side understands how it goes," I replied. I felt his body move as he tried to get more of himself through the hole. We all know the sensation of that first gloryhole blowjob, and for straight guys, I think they even feel more intensity out of it.

I gently reached around to pop the top button on his pants, then gently slid them lower. I wanted him to get the added sensations out of this.

He looked back at me. "What're you doing?"

"Dropping your pants so you can get more out of the gloryhole. Feels better completely naked, but for now, this'll have to do," I said as I shoved them down to his ankles, taking his underwear down too. The only trouble with not taking them all the way off, is that now his legs couldn't be spread open. It would have been nice, but I'll work with what I've got for now. I moved back to stand right behind him, only now I could rub his ass cheeks. He had a bit of light hair on them, but it felt nice. While I felt him up, I pushed him harder against the wall.

He let out a breath of air, and I felt his knees buckle a bit, so I gave him a bit of support, before leaning in closer to his ear. "You getting a blowjob?"

"Yeah," Shane said in a breathy voice. "Like all the way down, and my balls are being played with too."

I don't think he lasted even a minute before I felt his body shake and almost collapse. Thankfully I was there to make sure he didn't. I pulled a tissue out of my pocket and eased him back out of the hole. It gave me a chance to see what he had between his legs. He was average. Around 6 inches, with untrimmed pubes. A nice-looking cock, now all wet with saliva and cum. He took the tissue to quickly wipe himself before reaching down to pull up his pants.

"We should go back upstairs now. Don't tell the guys what happened though, please," he said returning to straight boy mode.

"Not my story to tell," I assured him. "Did you at least enjoy it?"

"I did, yeah. I think it helped that I couldn't see who was doing it. The thought of it being a hot girl really helped."

"Now you know why straight guys invented gloryholes. No fear of it being gay if you don't know who's going down on you. Plausible deniability."

He didn't say much more until we got back to the table where the guys were still sitting.

"What was it like down there?" Josh asked.

"Not even sure how to explain it. It was just a bunch of gay guys having sex. Smelled terrible too. Like some really bad gym locker with a pile of dirty socks in the corner, or something," he explained.

"Gross," North commented. "So that was all? Just guys having sex?"

"Yeah, but like lots of guys, all doing everything with each other."

"No girls?" Josh asked.

"Not something you'd expect to see at a gay bar," I smirked at him. "You ready to go check it out next, Josh?

"Not sure it'd be my scene, but I'll go just so I get a ride to school in a Lamborghini," he replied as he stood up. He wasn't as enthusiastic after hearing Shane's recap, but he followed me anyway.

As soon as we got to the bottom of the stairs, you could feel his anxiety skyrocket. I doubted there was any chance to get him into a gloryhole, so I had him remove his shirt instead.

"I'm not getting naked," he said as he pulled his shirt off and tucked it into the back of his pants.

"It's not required. It's just too warm down here to wear a shirt," I said as I removed mine. We took about six steps past the changing area before someone saw Josh. He reached up to tweak his nipple and said, `hey cutie'.

Josh immediately spun around. "I'm out," he said as we made a beeline for the stairs. He had his shirt back on before we got to the second step. "That's insane. I don't think group sex would ever be for me, even if girls were down there. I'd be too self-conscious. It was like everyone had gone to some primal level. Not for me at all."

"No worries. At least you checked it out. Now you know what something like that looks like."

"Smelled of sex too," he said turning his nose up. "I think even if I were gay, I wouldn't like that."

"You never know until you try," I said casually.

We got back to the table and the other two teased him, as expected. "Dude, you've only been gone like three minutes. What happened? You see everyone having sex and cream your shorts?" Shane asked.

"Just the opposite. Kinda freaked me out, so I came back up. I still get the ride to school though, right?"

"Sure. That was the deal. You guys will have to come over to the house and pick the car you want."

"Nate. Your turn. Let's see if you last longer."

I took him down and we stopped at the changing area. "Strip, and leave your clothes in the locker," I told him directly.

"Is that what the other guys did?" He asked looking around as his eyes adjusted to everything.

"No, but then they haven't been fucked like you have. I think it'll be fun to show off your big solid ass to this group."

"Are you gonna fuck me down here?"

"I'm going to ensure you get fucked, yes. We better not waste time or your friends will think you've been sold as a sex slave."

I joined him in getting naked, and once we locked our stuff up, I took his hand and led him towards the back of the room to where most of the activity was. Up until this moment, North had always been a confident jock guy. Right now, I could feel how nervous he was, but I think he was using his roleplaying knowledge to help him from totally freaking out. I mean he was in a room full of a hundred or more, horny, naked, gay guys and he was the fresh meat. It was sort of an unwritten rule that the deeper you went into the club, the more amplified the sex. The front mostly had kissing groping and hand jobs. That was followed by the next level of blowjobs and the gloryholes, and finally, the fucking.

"I'm not sure about this, Justin. I think I can handle a three-way in private, but this is like really out there."

"Stay focused on me, and I think you'll have fun. Try not to take in the whole room at once," I told him as we stopped walking. I turned him to face me. "You're looking forward to using one of the cars, aren't you?"

"More than anything," he nodded as he concentrated on only looking at me.

I reached down and took hold of his cock and began stroking him. "Good, because what I'm looking forward to, is seeing you get fucked. You're a hot guy, and I think we could pimp out that ass to a dozen guys easily. I'm gonna have you suck my dick, and while you're bent over, I can guarantee someone is going to come up and fuck you."

"I thought you were gonna fuck me," he replied, looking concerned.

"I already did that tonight, so I want you to get other experiences," I said as I put my hand on the back of his head, and pulled him against me. "You do wanna get fucked, don't you?"

"Yes sir," he said obediently, "but I'm not sure I just want it to be out in front of so many guys."

"I have an idea. You can get fucked a bit more anonymously, would that be better?"

"How?"

"Come with me," I said as I led him over to the gloryhole wall, and picked the biggest hole this time. "You back up against that, and bend over to suck my dick. With your ass in the hole, someone will fuck you, but you'll not know who it is, so it's a lot more comfortable and anonymous."

He nodded his head. "I can probably handle that."

I backed him up against the wall, and pressed against him to let him get used to it. He'd barely been there 10 seconds when he jumped. "Someone just touched my ass," he whispered to me.

"Won't be long now before you get your first fuck," I grinned. "Bend forward slightly so he knows you're interested." I inched back, taking North's upper body with me as he got into a better position against the glory hole. It worked as he suddenly took a deep breath.

"Now what's happening?"

"I'm being rimmed," he said with a breathy voice.

"Spread your legs to give him better access. Time to suck my dick, buddy," I said as I pulled his head down, and lifted my cock towards his lips.

He took another deep breath, and without argument, began sucking me off. He put one hand around my waist to steady himself as he got to work on making me hard. Although we were making this as anonymous as possible, it wasn't exactly a secluded room we were in. We didn't have to wait long for the first guy to join us. He was around 30 and reasonably fit. He watched us for a few seconds before moving to peer around the corner, no doubt to see who was working North from behind the wall. He stroked himself as he approached us, and ran his hand down my back and felt my ass. When I didn't respond, he took that as permission to continue. He moved around and dropped to his knees behind me. I felt his hand go between my legs to fondle my balls, and no doubt rub North's chin to ensure he was sucking me off.

A second, and this time much older, large hairy guy, strolled up, and without waiting dropped to his knees and went underneath North to begin sucking him off. He wouldn't be a guy I'd pick to hook up with, but no doubt he'd do well in the glory holes.

I had expected the guy eating my ass to stand up and fuck me, but he just rimmed me for a few seconds and then left. Talk about feeling ripped off, or maybe a bit self-conscious. Did that mean he didn't like my ass? What's that all about? I managed to get over it when I saw Chance nearby, so I waved him over. He nodded and came to stand beside me.

"Got the straight boy, I see," he said as he gave me a kiss, and watched North suck me for all he was worth. From the way he was moving back and forth, I'm guessing he's getting plowed hard from the other side. Just what he needs.

"And who did you get?" I asked.

"I've had a few tonight. Mostly regulars that are at the club a lot, but a couple newbies too."

"Helps that you're cute," I said putting my arm around his waist. "We miss you and Kyle living at the house. You really need to stop by more."

"We mean to, but we get busy. You know how it is."

"I do. How about you offer that nice cock to North. I'm sure he'd enjoy it. North..." I said speaking louder, "Time for another cock. Chance needs some attention. Get him nice and hard for me as I haven't seen that cock for a while." I pulled my dick out of North's mouth, and moved Chance more into position to let the two of them connect. I dropped to my knees so I could watch more closely. "Good job, buddy. You enjoying the fuck through the glory hole? This is how you should be used all the time. All access points being utilized. You might want to wet your finger and shove it into Chance's ass. He's been fucked tonight, so he should be ready for it."

North glanced over as if trying to get his eyes to talk to me. Not really into eye talk, so I helped him find Chance's hole and enter it.

The old guy on his knees, underneath Chance, seemed to have had enough and struggled to stand up. He watched us for a few seconds before disappearing around the wall. I have a feeling he's going to try and fuck North, but that's just a guess since we had no idea who was actually around there using him.

"He's not bad for a straight guy," Chance commented.

"He is, you're just drunk," I teased. "You want me to fuck you to help you get off?"

"I'd never turn down a fuck from you, Justin," he grinned.

"Uh, yeah you would. You moved out, remember," I said to throw out shade as I moved behind him. I coated my dick in spit, and shoved it up inside him. He was lubed, but I still appreciated how tight he was. Chance has a nice ass and if you have the `chance', I highly recommend you try it.

I was fucking Chance as some guy around my age came right up beside me and planted a deep kiss on me.

"Hi Jason. I had fun the other night. Do you and Mason wanna hook up again sometime?"

"I'd like that. Text me and we'll set something up," I replied. He rubbed my ass and took off.

Chance turned to grin at me. "You guys really have the whole mistaken identity thing down perfect, don't you?"

"We get used to it, so we play along. It's easier most of the time. Chance warned us that he was about to cum, so I leaned in to warn North. "Just take a deep breath and swallow it all. Don't waste any."

I pressed against Chance and began fucking him harder. "Let him have it, dude. He hasn't swallowed a load yet tonight."

Chance didn't have time to reply as he grunted and reached orgasm. North took most of it before coughing and having to back off before he choked. Chance eased back, and as he did, I pulled out so we all separated from each other. I let the guy finish fucking North before I let him stand up. He wiped his mouth and stared at me.

"I think that's my limit. I'm not sure I enjoyed that as much as the other stuff I've done," he said honestly.

I looked down and he might be right, as his dick was completely limp. I took him to the bathroom so he could clean up and drain himself of any cum built up in his backside cavern. We returned to the lockers and got dressed. Before we stopped at the table, I took him over to the bar for some water and a fresh drink. He downed both quickly.

"Holy shit you guys were gone a long time. What the hell?"

"Hey, if I'm gonna check something like that out, I wanna see it all. It sucks that straight guys can't have places like that. If I could get laid that much, and that easily, with girls, I'd never go home."

"I liked the gloryhole idea," Shane said to them. "We should totally build some under the bleachers at school. Let the chicks who aren't as outgoing have a place to practice sucking dicks."

"What if some gay guy was the one doing the sucking and we didn't know it?" Josh asked.

"If we didn't know it, we wouldn't care. It's only if we knew it was a guy, we'd freak out," North told him. "The way I see it, a blowjob's a blowjob. I'd have plausible deniability if I thought it was a girl and it wasn't."

Shane shot me a look that said he recognized the line North just used. No doubt he thinks the two of them just had the same experience. I won't be the one to correct him. I wonder if the boys will quiz each other later. That should be interesting.

"I'd be able to tell," Josh replied defensively to North's comment. He's like all straight guys who've never had head before. I'm tempted to set up a blind blowjob test centre. That could be a good fundraiser. Set up three holes and for 10 bucks you get three blowjobs. Guess all three correctly, double your money.

"No, you wouldn't," Shane said quickly, then realized he was getting close to revealing what he'd just done, and took a drink to shut himself up.

"Enjoy the rest of your night boys. North has my number when you want to call and arrange your ride to school."

"Or be able to borrow the car to take a chick on a date, right?" North clarified with a grin, as his friends quickly stared at him.

"You went totally naked?" Josh asked. "Did you get guys trying to grab you?"

"Fellas, like I said earlier. I have zero fucks about getting naked around anyone. If some gay guy wants to check me out, I'm comfortable enough with my own sexuality not to be freaked out by it. The only reason to panic if some guy hits on you, is if you're gay yourself."

"How's that make sense?" Shane asked.

"Simple. I'm straight, so I'd have no reactions to some guy hitting on me. I'd just say thanks, no thanks, and move on. If I were gay, I'd freak out if the guy got too close, worried that I'd throw wood around him and end up revealing to everyone that I might be gay."

I listened without saying anything because I love hearing how guys think.

"That's stupid," Josh said.

"Is it? We wrestle with other guys, play tackle football, change, and shower with each other. What's so different about a gay guy? So he checks me out. Cool. I worked out a lot to get this body, and even guys at the gym compliment me. Fuck, even you two homos have felt my pecs and thighs. No offence on the homo thing," he said quickly as he glanced at me.

"None taken," I replied as he continued.

"Who cares if some other guys look? I'm pretty confident in my own sexuality to handle it."

"Yeah, but none of those are looking at you for sex," Shane reasoned.

"And so what if they are? You look at chicks all the time thinking about them for sex. Doesn't mean you're gonna do all of them, or in your case Josh, any of them. If some guy comes up and asks me for sex, I'd just say no thanks and I'd be flattered."

"North, you wanna go have sex?" I asked teasingly.

"No thanks, but I'm flattered," he chuckled, getting a smile from the other two. "See, it's that easy."

"North, you wanna earn the pink slip to the Lambo for 48 hours worth of sex?"

"Your place or mine," he laughed.

"I looked at the guys. See, it's that easy."

"Shit, I'll have sex with you for the Lambo," Josh said quickly.

"Dude, you couldn't even handle seeing naked guys in a room together," North laughed.

"You guys are fun. I'll send over another round of drinks. Make sure you catch a cab or an Uber home," I said before I started handing out actual Lambos.

I went and found Colin mingling with some guys and joined him. There wasn't a smell of sex in the air around him, so I'm guessing they're just friends.

"How'd it go with the straight boys?" He asked grinning.

"I had some fun. North was willing to play as you'd expect. I fucked Chance. North blew him while getting railed through a glory hole. Josh bolted out of the Cell'r the second a guy looked at him, and Shane allowed himself to experience a blowjob through the gloryhole."

"Not bad. I'd have expected more, but you are getting older, babe," he said as he gave me a hug and a kiss. I think that negates the insult, but I'll let you know once I'd had a night of sex with him.

We had a lot more dancing and drawing on guys with the neon pens as the night went on, and I nodded at the straight boys when I saw them on the dance floor together later. Either they're well liquored up now, or they've just relaxed into their surroundings. I even saw them talking to a couple girls later on, so I'll be interested to hear what transpired there.

Colin and I did take one guy home as we left the bar. We had to call for the car service as we'd all been drinking. That, and only two of us would fit in the Bugatti. Jason arranged for one of the staff to bring it back to the house for us. We never have trouble getting volunteers for that, although they do seem to have trouble finding the house as they put more mileage on it than necessary.

I'm not sure what the name of the guy was that we took home, but he was a good one for us to share. He was a cross between the type Colin likes, and the type I like. Which basically meant he was toned with dark brown hair and a bottom. I prefer blond and versatile, but I'm never turning down toned and cute. Colin also prefers them completely conscious. I'm okay if they're not, so we have to compromise on that a lot. Colin does them until they pass out, and I take it from there. We took turns railing the ever-loving hell out of him for hours. He was a pretty good little cocksucker too. He left in the morning after we'd had wake up shower sex. I still believe that if they stay for breakfast, you're getting awful close to relationship territory. Most times you want a one nightstand to be just that...one night.

Colin and I had a nice relaxing day after that just hanging out with the boys. We bowled and played some video games together, went shopping, then ended by watching a movie. It was a total family day, which is nice. I think I'm getting the hang of this dad thing.

It was a couple days later when I heard from North, Shane, and Josh to arrange their ride in the car of their choice. They came over after school, and like so many before them, probably had multiple orgasms as they checked each one out.

"How would you choose?" Josh asked. "I'd be happy in the Tesla, but then there's all these," he said as we stood in the lower garage looking around.

"For you it could be an easier choice than the others," I said, preparing to rub salt into a wound that he didn't even know he had yet.

"Why's that?"

"You are only riding to school in one. They have to pick the car they'd like to actually drive. I mean they both did the double dare."

"Oh right," he said already looking upset at his life choice.

They continued to look around, with North settling on the McLaren, and Shane waffling between the Chiron and the Lamborghini Veneno Roadster. Both of the other two said he should go with the Bugatti, but he said it would look way cooler pulling up in a roadster with the open roof. He finally settled on the Veneno.

As the two of them were fondling their cars like a new lover, Josh pulled me aside. "Ummm, is it too late to do that double dare?"

"The double dare where you walked around the Cell'r with your dick out?" I clarified for him. "Since we're not actually at the club, I think that ship has sailed."

"Oh. Would you maybe reconsider if I just showed you my dick right now?"

"Josh. The dare wasn't for me to see your dick. It was for you to be confident enough to do it around a bunch of guys. I can see cock a thousand times a day. I doubt yours is anything special. No offense or anything. No breeder."

"Huh? What's that mean? No breeder."

"Just something I'm trying out. Straight boys use no homo to say something gay, without meaning it's actually gay. I figure we should have something to use for straight people."

"Oh," he replied. I don't think he gets my sense of humour. He likely never will, considering how straight he is. No breeder. It'll catch on...trust me. It's not like I'm trying to make `fetch' happen. "Can I do another dare, maybe?"

"How about we ask your two friends what dare you should do? I mean after all, it'd only be fair to them, since they went through with it at the club."

"Okay, sure, but they better not come up with anything stupid," he said directly. He has seen straight guy dares, right? They're ALWAYS stupid.

"Guys, Josh would like to drive a car too, but since he didn't do the double dare back at the club, he's wondering if there's any dare you might consider for him after the fact."

"You mean like dare him to do something right now?" Shane asked.

"That's up to you guys. I'll honour it if you suggest it. What could he do that was the equivalent of what you had to do at the Cell'r?"

"Walk around this house naked," Shane suggested quickly.

Josh just groaned at the idea. I laughed. "What? You thought they'd come up with something that wasn't going to embarrass you?"

"That's not the same thing at all," North said. "There were hundred of guys down there, all having sex and looking at us while they did it. How about you get naked and go outside and use the trampoline for five minutes?"

Shane laughed hard. "After you run around the whole yard...and get a boner."

"I'm not letting you homos see my boner," he said then looked at me. "Sorry."

"Again, apologizing for the homo comment. That still red flags you as straight. What's the dare boys? If he completes it, he can drive the car to school, just like you two."

"That'll be sick as fuck," North said excitedly. "We all show up at once driving supercars. Coach will think we're being bribed by the CFL or something. Yeah, come on Josh, be a man and take those clothes off. Not like me and Shane haven't seen you naked dozens of times."

"Yeah, just not with a boner," Shane added.

"And you're never seeing that," Josh said quickly.

"If you won't do that as a double dare, then let Justin blow you in private. We won't see your toothpick and you'll be able to decide which is better. Head from a guy like you hear about, or from a girl," North challenged.

Shane laughed loudly.

"What's so funny? Josh asked.

"You can't compare. You have to have had head from a girl to be able to do that," Shane teased.

"I've had head."

"No. No, you haven't or we'd have heard about it. Humping your bed doesn't count as head."

Both guys laughed at him.

"Fine. I'll run around the yard once, and bounce on the trampoline for five minutes. Is there anyone else home?"

"Who knows, but seeing a naked guy around here, wouldn't faze anyone," I assured him.

"I've hung out here with Blake, and he's right," North added. "You see lots of naked guys. Mostly down at the pools and steam room. You don't even notice after a while. Okay, you doing this dare or not?"

"Yeah, if those are my only options," Josh replied, and then for some reason got into a need to explain his choice of car. "I've almost decided on the car I want to drive too. I mean I kinda want to drive the Sian, but being electric at low speeds, it doesn't make any noise and that would suck pulling up to the school, so I was thinking maybe the Ferrari Enzo."

"You can keep the Sian running on gas when you pull up, if the roar of the engine is what you want. Just if that makes any difference," I told him.

"I'll think about it," he replied.

"Okay, strip," Shane said challenging him. "Let's see the goodies."

"Please never call them goodies again," North said shaking his head. "Strip Josh."

"Whatever, hom...never mind," he said as he blushed slightly and looked away. He slowly took his clothes off until he was completely naked, holding his hand over his junk.

"Nuh uh," Shane said quickly. "No covering the package. Freeball it. Let's see the pencil dick."

Josh took his hand away fast and then wiggled his hips at Shane. "Happy now?"

"It's a start. Now bone that thing up, or is it already hard?" North challenged.

"How? Not like standing here around you guys is gonna get me hard," he asked as he kept his hand over himself.

"So what do you need? Should I call Chloe over and have her get naked. You can check out her boobs and finger her pussy. Who knows, maybe she'll even let you eat her out. I mean she does have one tasty snatch."

Please stop. I'm gonna lose my lunch if he keeps going like this. Best way to get a straight boy hard is to pop his junk in your mouth and suck away.

"You've seen her in a bikini. Now imagine I take her top off and let the fun bags out for you to play with. As you're doing that, I'd slip her bottoms off and spread her legs so you could see the pink pussy screaming your name. Joshie. Joshie. Come slide your little pole into me."

"Why's her pussy calling him Joshie?" Shane chuckled.

"Because it's playful and loves to be penetrated. She needs you, Josh. Feel her tight pussy lips wrap around your cock and pull you in, as you lean in to suck her nipples."

"Shit. Okay, stop. I'm hard," he said blushing.

"Good, because if that didn't work, Justin was going to have to give you a handjob."

"A handjob?" I asked frowning. "I thought I was going to get to blow him. I was already hard thinking about it."

North laughed. "Somehow, I think you get hard a lot, Justin."

"Must be your story about the girl," I said then fake hurled a couple times.

Shane turned to look at Josh. "Well? Let's see it and get running bitch."

Josh dropped his hand to show off his cock, which was probably just under 6 inches and cut. Not bad. Would look better shaved completely smooth, or at least trimmed...and in my mouth. It did have a nice high arc to it, so he'd have a good angle to enter, if he was ever into topping me. He took off out the main doors, and up the stairs to the pool level. He streaked across the deck and out into the yard, bolting for the fence to run the perimeter. I have a feeling he didn't know just how big the back yard really was, or he might never have agreed to run it. It was like running around an oversize football field. By the time he got back to us, he was winded and bent over breathing heavy. The hardon was gone.

"Trampoline time," Shane chuckled as he pointed at it.

"Give me a second," Josh panted as we all made our way over to it. He climbed on and began to bounce. The guys laughed and made fun of him as his junk flopped everywhere. Likely, this was the embarrassment part they were looking for.

"I was thinking," North said as we watched Josh. "If we all go skinny dipping after this, maybe you'd let us drive the cars back here after school."

"Why would I agree to that?" I replied with a thin smile.

He leaned in and whispered in my ear, and when he moved back, I grinned and loudly said, "Deal! Fuck, you can drive the long way around both times."

"What did you say?" Josh asked as he continued bouncing.

"Just getting us more driving time. Told him he could blow you two."

"Fuck that," Josh replied quickly and definitively. "Why doesn't he blow you?"

"Uh, because I'm the quarterback, if you remember. I call the plays. You execute them," North said grinning. "Hey, you missed out last time on the double dare, but it's up to you."

They boys returned to watching Josh, and continue to tease him. When the five minutes were up, he climbed off and held his hand back over his package.

"So, I can drive to school now, right?" He asked staring at me.

"You can as far as I'm concerned. You did their dare."

"Cool. I should go get my clothes."

"Get them later," North said as he took off his shirt. "Let's hit the hot tub, and then the steam room while we're here. He finished getting undressed and headed into the house. Shane took his shirt off next, but followed everyone into the house before removing his pants and underwear. As they do, he put his hands over his junk as well before stepping down into the hot tub.

"You joining us, Justin, or is the only gay guy in the room scared to get naked in front of straight boys?" North challenged. Not much of a challenge, and he knows it. Of course, Shane and Josh have no idea, but I stripped quickly and got in beside North.

"Now that you've seen Josh naked, what do you think?" North asked me bluntly.

"You don't need to answer that," Josh said quickly.

"Sure he does. He's a gay guy, so who knows better how a guy looks than that?"

"Girls?" Shane suggested.

"Shut up, Shane. No one asked you," North said with a small smirk.

"Come on Justin, give us your opinion of Josh."

"Only if he gives his opinion of you two as well," Josh said, giving in for some reason.

"I think Josh is a good-looking guy. Just needs to work on the whole reserved shyness thing. Be more assertive and outgoing, and remember, it doesn't matter what others think of you, it's what you think of you," I said.

"Boring!" North called out. "He needs to trim the pubes and get laid more often. Might make him less uptight. What about Shane?"

"Shane is a little more adventurous than Josh, that's for sure. I like that, and I think that attracts more people. You've got as nice a body as Josh, and if you offered yourself up for sex, I wouldn't turn you down."

Shane blushed and went silent. North laughed. "There you go dude. You can get laid whenever you want, now."

"Okay, so what about North?" Josh asked to change the focus.

"North is the type of guy that turns heads."

"Yeah, as they turn to puke from looking at him," Shane laughed, getting a finger from North.

"You've got a decent size dick on you, and the fact you're comfortable to whip it out at any occasion, means you're confident in who you are. You're good-looking enough that if you can afford her price, you could get laid daily," I teased, and then paused.

The other two caught on immediately and howled with laughter.

"He just said the only way you can get laid is basically to buy a hooker," Josh said as he laughed hard.

"And yet, I'm the only one of you homos to have a girlfriend. Do the math, geniuses."

Shane went quiet.

"Now back to how I see North," I continued. "His biggest asset is his ass. Girls like junk in the trunk. Usually on themselves, but I see no reason why they wouldn't like it on a guy as well. Of course, if you're asking me, as a gay guy, to comment on features, then that big ass is like a buffet of fun."

"Okay, that's enough describing people," North said going instantly nervous. He started this. How did he think it was going to end?

"I have a question for you guys," I said, staring at them. "If the setting were right, would you ever try sex with a guy?"

"No," Shane replied quickly, with Josh following it up with a `no way'.

"North?" I asked.

He paused and looked at me and then at his two friends. "Yes, just so I could find out what it was like," he replied bluntly and honestly, genuinely surprising me.

"You would?" Josh asked, likely as surprised as me, but for different reasons, I'm sure.

"I figure life is like this. If you don't try something, you don't know whether you truly like it or not. Do you guys like broccoli?"

"No," the both replied, almost in unison.

"Have you tried it?" He asked, staring at both of them. They looked at each other and then shook their heads.

"Exactly. You only think you hate it because either our friends said they hate it, or society told you you likely wouldn't enjoy it. You have now convinced yourself you'd hate it, so even if you do try it, your initial reaction without truly giving it a chance, will be to instantly say you don't like it. I figure I'll make up my own mind. Doesn't mean it'll end up being my favorite, or the only thing I'd eat. It may also be true that I don't like it, but no way to know until you just go for it. I like football more than any other sport, but it doesn't mean that I wouldn't try soccer or tennis. I may like all of them, but prefer football."

"That's not really the same as sex with a guy," Shane reasoned.

"It's exactly the same," he replied definitively. "You've been conditioned to believe that sex with another guy, is wrong and you shouldn't do it. Your mind now says that you'd hate it. That's stupid. You'd only know what you'd like or not like if you did it. You might not like everything, but you might like some part of it. When we were at the club, we all agreed we'd be cool with hugging a guy. Question is would you be just as comfortable if you were both naked?"

"No, not a chance," Josh said instantly.

"I wouldn't be as comfortable, but I think I could handle it," Shane replied.

After their individual reactions down in the Cell'r, their responses check out.

"Umm, that thing you said earlier," Shane said, talking slightly slower than normal, as he sat across from North and me.

"What thing?" I asked as if I'd already forgotten. I haven't forgotten, I just want to see how this dynamic plays out between three straight guys.

"About blowing us. You were just joking, right?"

"I never joke about blowjobs boys. They're serious business. If you stop giving them out, who would benefit from that? No one I tell you. No one. Are you saying you don't like getting head? Is that another straight thing I'm not aware of."

"Fuck that," I love having my dick sucked," North replied quickly. "Josh probably does too, but so far the closest he's gotten, is to have his dog lick peanut butter off it."

"Fuck you. I don't even have a dog," Josh retorted.

Shane just laughed. "Dude, that's what you have an issue with? No dog?"

"Seriously guys," North said to them. "Truth time. For the right price, would anyone here let a guy suck their dick, and what's the price?"

"I would," I said quickly putting my hand up fast, "but the most I'd pay would be 20 bucks. 30 if he can deep throat and swallow."

North laughed. "Dude, it's the guy doing the blowjob that pays, not the other way around."

"How the fuck does that make sense?" I said frowning at him. "Straight boys sure do things backwards. Fine...Shane, would you ever let a guy go down on you, and for how much?"

"Would I know it was a guy, or would it be anonymous?" He asked for clarification, glancing at me, and then looking away.

"How the fuck could someone suck your dick and it be anonymous?" Josh snapped at him. "It's not like he could take your dick to another room, and return it when he was done."

"Uhhh, ever hear of a blindfold," Shane replied quickly.

"Or a gloryhole," North added.

"I've seen those in porn, but there's no way some dude is stupid enough to stick his dick through a hole in the wall in real life. How do you know what's on the other side?" Josh asked.

"Kinda the point behind anonymous," North told him. Strangely, Shane had gone overly quiet at this point.

"Okay, because you brought it up, would you let a guy suck your dick?" Josh challenged North, "and for how much."

North hitched up onto the side of the hot tub, spread his legs and fluffed his nuts. Being that he was right beside me, I got a front row seat. "For you two, give me a hundred bucks each, and this bad boy is all yours" he said partially waving it at them.

"I wouldn't suck your dick if you gave ME a thousand dollars," Shane replied quickly.

I laughed as I looked at North. I pretended to be looking up at his face, but my eyes were clearly on the waving dick near my mouth.

"I'm not sucking any part of you, for any amount of money," Josh added defensively.

"Justin, since you're gay, I know you'd want this, right?"

"Is that a real question, or rhetorical?" I said with a grin. "I'd smoke that thing longer than a pig at a luau. I don't think that's the real question though. The real one is, would you let me suck your dick while your friends were here watching, and what's YOUR price?"

North stopped waving it around and changed to slowly stroking it. "I guess the bigger I got it, the more you'd want it, right? So, if I had a chubby right now, I could probably ask for anything," he said, sounding convincingly seductive.

"Wait, are you actually being serious? Because dude, I don't wanna see you getting a blowjob. I wouldn't want to see that if it were a cheerleader between your legs. No offense, Justin," Josh said as he began to realize we may have crossed from a joking hypothetical, to a possibly real scenario.

"Fuck that," Shane laughed. "If there was a cheerleader between his legs handing out blowjobs, I'd have the next ticket."

I clapped my hands together over the water and began my cheer. "Hey, hey. Ho, ho. Straight boy phobias got to go! Lay back, spread `em. Get it hard. Time for you to drain those nards!"

Shane and North laughed, while Josh looked amused but not as enthusiastic.

"Tickets, please," I said to Shane.

North slipped back into the water before he actually got fully boned up. "Sorry, it was a time limited offer. Anyway, I don't need the drive back home deal. I already get to use a car to take a chick on a date. I did the bonus dare, if you all remember."

"I still can't believe you went totally naked down there," Josh said shaking his head. "I only took my shirt off for a minute before some guy reached out and twisted my nipple, then called me cutie. Are you saying you wandered around naked for a few minutes and nothing happened."

North just frowned at him. "Who said nothing happened? All I said was I got naked and walked around, which was the deal to be able to use a car for a night."

"So, something did happen?" Shane asked, and I looked over at North, trying to see into his head. I'm pretty sure he's not about to really tell them what happened, but he's not being as vague as he could be.

"Of course something happened. Dude, look at me. I was naked in a room full of sex crazed gay guys. There's no way they could keep their hands off this. I barely had my clothes off before a group of them grabbed me and tied me onto that sling thing, making it so I couldn't move. What the hell do you think took so long? They ravaged the hell out of me using every hole, cock after cock after cock. They almost pulled my junk off as they sucked and rode it so hard it hurt. The back of my throat is still sore from all the cocks slamming against it. I was covered in litres of hot sticky cum by the time I managed to escape," he said graphically, as I tried not to laugh. There's so much implied truth to that scenario that I'm guessing if I reached over to grab him, I'd find he was hard.

"You're kidding!" Josh exclaimed as he sat there with his mouth open. Shane looked just as stunned, but probably because to him it was more believable, considering his glory hole experience, and that he'd seen the sling in action.

"Of course I'm kidding, dumbass. Jesus you're gullible. The most that happened is a few hands grabbed my dick and felt my balls. That and a lot of people wanted to rub my ass, like I was a butt Buddha or something."

"You do have a very rubbable ass," I smirked.

"I know, right, and for the record, you have very soft hands," he smirked, once again, obviously pushing buttons.

"Did you throw a boner from being groped?" Shane inquired.

North shook his head. "Dude, I have enough self control to keep it down. Plus, I play football and I've wrestled. If I threw a rod every time I had my dick grazed or groped, I'd never survive. Now if it'd had been blowjobs, those I'd get hard for."

"Jesus, we're back to blowjobs again," Shane laughed.

North just shook his head slightly and looked at his friends. "Guys, to end this conversation, here's the truth and since it's only us, I'll deny it if I'm ever asked again. Would I let a guy blow me? Hell yeah. Just depends on the guy. I know Justin pretty well so if he asked to blow me because he wanted me to experience it, I say yes because I trust him. If some guy in a dark alley asked, I'd say no and likely beat him to death."

"Thanks, North. Glad to know I'm not an alley type guy," I grinned. Did he just tell his friends that I could blow him? Nice.

"I'm for real. If you ever actually want to blow me, just ask," he clarified. This might be the one time that his two friends have no idea what to say.

"Well, would you look at the time," I said looking at my bare wrist. "You two should go home. North would you mind sticking around to help with...umm...that thing that I might need help with...in that place I need help with it."

The guys laughed. I think they still figure this is some sort of game. I was already looking around for their clothes.

"Forget the blowjob, North. What's the offer for that ass?" I added.

He laughed. "Sorry, that's off the table."

"I don't give a shit if it's off the table or on the floor, or the bed, how much is that big thing going for?" I teased.

"Charge by the pound," Josh replied, finally getting into the swing of the `guy' banter. "Not even Justin could afford that much." He fist bumped Shane as they insulted their friend. We heard a noise outside, and I saw the twins splash into the pool.

"Looks like the kids are back from school."

"You have more kids than Blake?" Shane asked surprised.

"They're my brother's kids. He has five-year-old twins and a nine-year-old. Colin and I also have J.J. who is ten. He's Blake's biological brother."

"Which one of you gets to be the mom?" Josh asked.

"Wow, that's sexist," North replied.

"No one is the mom," I replied. "We're both their dads."

"Sorry," Josh said quietly.

"How's Blake doing with the filming?" North asked.

"He loves it. He's at the studio five days a week for 12 hours a day. Then when he's here on the weekend he's doing his YouTube videos. He can't get enough."

"Seems like it's a good career choice for him, since he's so outgoing all the time," North said smiling.

"Yeah, I'm just worried that when he's 18, he's going to realize that porn star is more along his lines," I said, only partially joking.

North laughed loudly. "That's so true."

It was only minutes later when the twins saw us and ran up to the side of the hot tub, followed closely by Jason. "Hi Uncle Daddy," Travis grinned.

"Hi boys. How was school today?"

"It was fun. Guess what?" Trevor said grinning wildly.

"What?"

"I learned to read a whole sentence today," he announced proudly.

"Congratulations. Does the mean you'll be reading the bedtime stories now?" I asked.

"No. I only did one sentence, so did Travis. We gotta wait until we know more words before we can do a whole book. You wanna play the shoulder throwing game with us?"

"What's the shoulder throwing game?" North asked as he listened to us.

"That's where the kids start by sitting on your shoulders. Then you dunk underwater, leap up and throw them off. Sometimes you can get them to stand on your shoulders and launch them further," I explained.

"We like that best," Travis added. "So you wanna play?"

"Maybe in a minute. We're just getting some heat on our muscles," I replied.

"Okay. How many minutes?"

"13." I'd learned it was best to give them an answer with a number in it rather than a vague, `later'. To them, later could mean 3 seconds after I answer the question. Right now, they can't tell time, so saying 13 minutes could be 30 minutes or longer, especially if they get busy with something else.

"We're gonna go on the waterslide. That's where we'll be in 13 minutes, Uncle Daddy," Trevor said as the two boys took off.

"Jason, you remember Josh and Shane, and of course, North.

"Hey guys. Don't feel obligated to play with the twins. They assume everyone wants to play games with them."

"Thanks Jay," I replied. "I'm sure we'll spend a few minutes out there with them."

He left and the guys focused back on our little group.

"Does everyone in your house just run around naked?" Josh asked.

"Not all the time, but it's a house full of guys, why would nudity be an issue?" I asked as if it were a dumb question. "Anyway, the kids are swimming, it'd be stupid to wear clothes for that."

"You and Jason are twins, and those boys are twins. Is it common for twins to actually have twins themselves?" Josh asked logically.

"I don't think so. From what I've read, it's the woman that does the baby growing..." I said as I began to answer.

"As opposed to the man doing it?" Shane teased.

"Exactly. I think if it were genetic, it'd be on the woman's side of the equation, but I believe it's just random. I guess it maybe could depend on how powerful a guy's sperm is. One sperm fertilizes one egg and then is so strong it splits the egg into two."

"Mine would get in there, pick the egg it wanted, and then split ten times," North bragged.

"Dude, yours would get in there, pause when it heard a whistle, and then huddle up with the other sperm to plan what to do. It'd waste so much time, that the game would end before it got to play," I teased.

"Shut up," North laughed.

The conversation quickly turned to football after that, and then the plan to drive the cars to school. We joined the twins, and had a good 30 minutes of tossing them around like oversize footballs, before Jason called an end to it. I guess he realizes that the boys would do this endlessly if he let them. `Again, again', is a pretty typical chant from kids that age.

What I always find amusing, and it happens almost every single time, is how comfortable the guys were being naked by the end. It always starts the same way. Hand over junk, feeling nervous. Then they relax, still conscious of their nudity, but dealing with it. It ends with them forgetting they're naked and wandering around like it's something they've always done. Josh and Shane were exactly the same. Now to convince them that erections are just as normal, with blowjobs being the most natural way to get them to go back down. That's usually the second visit...

We arranged a day for the boys to drive to school, and I have a feeling they're going to milk it for all it's worth. I know I did when I was their age.

The day arrived fast, and I recruited Troy and Ben to go along with me so we could drive the cars back home after dropping them off. As expected, their arrival was a big hit, and the cars an even bigger hit. Half the school was probably late to class as they were still taking pictures and selfies long after the bell rang. After school was even worse when we drove up to a crowd of mostly boys, waiting at the pickup area. This time it was like a locust attack.

Ben, Troy, and I stood back and let everyone get their fill of the cars. The hoods went up to check the engines. Are they hoods if they're at the back. I know the front is called a frunk, for front trunk. What's the rear called? Rood? Rear hood? Whatever it's called, the boys were in there sharing their vast knowledge of engines, and getting quite animated if someone disagreed with them. More than once someone Googled the information they were discussing, and shared it around. Eventually we had the three boys get behind the wheel to drive away. Usually in this situation I'm sure it's legally acceptable to drive over the last few clingy kids, or you'd never get away.

We let the boys drive the long way home before returning to the house to grab their bikes that they'd left this morning.

"This sucks going from a supercar to a bike. Almost kinda humiliating," North commented as they mounted up, "but thanks for letting us drive them. That was fire. Like epic fire. That shit is going viral for sure. Hopefully we can drive them again sometime."

"Well, I know you can, as you still have the car to take a girl on a date," I reminded him.

"Fuck. Makes me wish I'd done all the dares at the club," Josh said, now with the regret of being so homophobic. Maybe that's harsh. He's more just grope-a-phobic. I don't think he has a problem with gay guys in general, just those of us trying to swing on his dick. If he only knew, he'd be terrified of me.

"I'm sure if you came up with some interesting dares on your own, another challenge could be arranged. North, you still have that ass offer, either on or off a table," I teased. I'm pretty sure none of them knew how to respond to that. At least not while their friends were around. That sentiment was proved only moments later.

They went to head off, and were barely to the gate when Shane stopped and told them to go on without him as he forgot his baseball cap. He returned and grabbed it off the seat. "Keeps the hair out of my eyes when I'm riding," he explained unnecessarily. "Hey, you know that gloryhole thing? Are there other places where those happen?"

I smiled to myself and tried not to over react. "I'm sure there are plenty of places. I found it's mostly at older, less used, bathrooms, or when you're 19, you can go to some of the sex shops. They have video booths with gloryholes," I suggested.

"Would someone just go to your club to use the downstairs part?" He asked as if trying to be vague. He was being anything but vague.

"Let me guess. Now that you've thought about it, you liked the gloryhole blowjob?"

"I didn't hate it," he said casually.

"Like I told you when you first saw them. Straight guys invented them to ensure they got head more often. If you can't see who's doing it, you can enjoy the fantasy of it being anyone."

"Yeah. So, do you know anyplace someone could go if they just wanted a blowjob like that?" He asked directly.

Would now be the right time to take him down to the adult playroom? I can think of plenty of other things he might enjoy.

I laughed. "Are you actually asking me if I know anyone that would give you a blowjob? I could have a hundred guys here in 10 minutes, if you're that horny. Although they'd all have to line up behind me."

"I meant anonymous, like it was at that club. In the dark, through a hole. That was so unlike anything I ever did before," he replied, quickly setting up the parameters under which someone could suck him off.

I didn't want to point out that as far as I knew, he'd never done anything before. "If that's all you want, then go into the Grind'r coffee shop next to the Slam'r. You can pay $10 and ask for the Cell'r. They buzz you though, and you go down the stairs, where you'll be in the exact same place you were before."

"Is it always open?" He asked looking slightly surprised.

"When the club isn't open, the door from Grind'r is open, and vice versa. If you want to stick your cock through a hole in the wall anonymously, that's where I'd go. Of course, you can enjoy the other things too if your curiosity gets the better of you."

"I'd just want the anonymous blowjob. You wouldn't believe how many fantasy people I have lined up in my head to suck my dick. Ten bucks huh? Probably worth it."

"If you ever get bored of gloryhole, you know you're always welcome to come over here where we could give you much more interesting head."

"But it wouldn't have the same fantasy anonymity to it," he reasoned.

"That's what you think," I laughed. "Ever heard of a foam party?"

"I think so. Like a room filled with bubbles, and everyone ends up all soapy with clothes sticking to them and shit gets slippery."

"Yeah, sort of like that. But imagine the same thing in a darkened room, like the Cell'r (see how I brought it all the way back around for him...nice, huh?), and you aren't wearing clothes. You can't see anything in the bubbles and someone rubs against you. One thing leads to another and that fantasy girl is suddenly on her knees holding your hips as she sucks your dick."

"Would it actually be a girl?" He asked obviously trying not to do a dick adjustment in front of me.

"You wouldn't know, and at that point you wouldn't care. Of course, we could just put a blindfold on you, and arrange for you to have all the blowjobs you could handle before you passed out."

"Where does shit like that happen?"

Anyone hear the trap snap shut with a loud clang that sounds strangely like `gotcha ya'. "You remember when we were down in the hot tub?" I asked.

"Sure," he shrugged.

"Well, the doors beside it were the steam room, sauna, and foam room."

"Wait, you have your own foam room?" He asked, surprised.

"Yep. We have a lot of other things too. If you ever want to try a sling like you saw at the Cell'r, we have that too."

I'm pretty sure I'd never do that. I'd freak out if someone tried to tie me up."

"Probably. I would too unless I trusted them 100%," I agreed.

"Not even sure I'd do it then," he said quickly.

"You don't actually have to be tied in a sling. Just lie on it and wear a blindfold. It's anonymous and different."

"I think that would go too far for my comfort level. I basically just liked the gloryhole in the dark thing."

"Well now you know how to duplicate it anytime you want. If you're nervous to go alone, text me, and if I'm free, I'll go with you."

"I'd like to try it by myself first, but thanks. Can I ask you something else?"

"Sure, anything," I assured him.

"Did North do that gloryhole thing, since he got naked down there?"

"That, my new friend, is a question you'd need to ask North. Same as I'd never tell him what you did down there. Not my story to tell."

"I get it. Okay, thanks for the info. See ya later," he said as he turned to ride off.

Why is it that ten seconds after they leave, I figure I should have tried harder? This boy was basically begging for a blowjob, and I just sent him off to spend ten bucks to get one. I'm damn sure he should have ended up in the foam room. Oh well, not time to ponder the what if's' or should have been's', it's time to figure out when I should be in the Cell'r waiting for his cock to slide through a hole. I think Shane will make a fine notch on my straight boy belt. I've rubbed his ass, so now by international law, he has to grant me three wishes.

I'll have to take some time to think of the three wishes. You don't want to rush these things, or you end up kicking yourself later.

End of Chapter.

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