The Table draginacht@aol.com
Disclaimer
This story involves Gay male / male sex. If you are not legally old enough to read it, don't!
This story is fiction; in real life, always practice safe sex.
If you belong to a religious groups that considers it a sin just to think about these things then I guess need your forgiveness. But, then, why are you reading it.
This is my second attempt at writing any story. Comments are welcome. If I get enough encouragement I may write others.
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The Table
The alarm clock blasting in his ear, Jeff rolled over and smashed the snooze button to silence the noise. Today was his first day at his first job after graduating from college. He had landed a position with one of the biggest, most prestigious accounting firms in the city. The future looked bright and he hoped he could get his life moving up the ladder to success.
Jeff sprang from the bed, finished turning off the alarm, and headed for the shower. This cheep hotel was all he could find on short notice. He must to find better living space soon. At least the hotel was conveniently located so he could use the city bus to reach his office building which was located a few miles away near the center of town.
As the hot water cascaded over his body and his soap-covered hand wrapped around his stiffening 8 inch cock, Jeff resisted the urge to release the pressure in his balls. He wanted to be extra sharp the first day on the job and felt that delaying sexual release might create just the edge to sharpen his senses.
Jeff was a rather good looking young 21 year old man, 6 feet tall, 165 lb., rounded muscles, flat stomach with attractive abs, light brown hair, blue eyes, and a smile that went from ear to ear creating seductive dimples. The body was the payoff for having started lifting weights and exercising when he was a sophomore in high school.
Jeff knew he was interested in men since he was about 9 years old. The feelings had grown stronger when he reached puberty. When he was 14, a boy he knew in the class ahead of him was exposed for sucking the cocks of half the swim team. Either someone couldn't handle his own guilt or was pissed off he was left out, but someone squealed. He saw how society shunned the guy, embarrassed his family, drove him out of town and almost destroyed him. It was a lesson he would not forget and he began to develop personality defenses to protect his secret desires.
Those defenses had served him well; then he and Peter became roommates.
But he didn't have time to think about that. He had to get moving or be late to work.
After a cup of coffee and bagel in the coffee shop, Jeff was out the door to catch the bus. There was only one seat open, about four rows back from the door, on the isle; he took it. Passengers boarding behind him had to stand.
As the bus moved on down the street, Jeff's mind wandered back to Pete. They were fraternity brothers and good friends who decided to share an efficiency apartment during their senior year. Seniors frequently moved out of the frat house to make room for new members. They agreed to arrive on campus a week early to set up the apartment. That took only two days instead of the six days they had planned so their attention turned to recreation.
The next day, upon returning from playing tennis all hot and sweaty, Pete said as they walked through the apartment door, "Last one in the shower has to do laundry for a month!"
Now, Jeff recognized a challenge when he heard one. Who cared about doing the laundry, it probably wouldn't happen any way. The CHALLENGE was the thing.
Each man quickly began stripping, throwing clothes in every direction, trying to be the first to the shower. Timing, as they say, is everything. They both arrived at the bathroom door at the same instant, nude dudes, and began playfully grappling to beat the other to the shower. Jeff was surprised at how difficult it was to get hold of naked man. Many four-letter words flew through the air as well as lots of laughter.
Pete had wrestled in high school and quickly used that experience to up-end Jeff and pin him flat on the floor spread-eagle on his back. As Jeff looked up into Pete's smiling face he realized his own rod was rock hard and was poking Pete in the stomach. At the same moment he also realized that Pete's cock was just as hard and was poking in him in the stomach.
Smiles morphed into serious questioning looks. Both young men were breathing heavily, still trying to catch their breaths. As they lay there looking into each others eyes, Pete slowly lowered his head and kissed Jeff on the lips. It was a gentle kiss; one that said, "There's more where that came from if you want it."
Jeff's mind was setting new speed records for situational analysis. Was he at risk of being discovered? Was Pete like him? Should he protest? Should he submit? What was the next step? What had he gotten himself into? Was this the time? It was time to decide!
Jeff allowed his to body relax. Pete felt the tension subside and kissed Jeff again. This time Jeff's mouth opened and welcomed Pete's tongue probing deep inside. Pete responded by sucking Jeff's tongue. Tears came to Jeff's eyes as he realized what was happening; his dream was finally happening, and with someone he considered a friend. In a matter of moments they were embracing each other, rolling around on the floor in lust. Jeff didn't remember how, but they soon moved to the bed.
The events that followed were oral and tactile orgies; each man trying to touch and taste as much of the others body as he could. They wound up on their sides in the 69 position. Jeff stuck out his tongue and licked his first taste of cock. It was wonderful! He opened his mouth, took Pete's engorged glans inside, closed his lips and began stroking it with his tongue. He could hardly believe how something so hard could be so soft to the touch. And, the taste was delicious, better than he had imagined.
Jeff could not control himself. He was almost oblivious to what Pete was doing to him. However, when the head of his cock was engulfed by Pete's hot, wet mouth Jeff jerked with surprise; nothing had ever felt so good.
Jeff proceeded to devour Pete's cock and balls. This was his first experience. He wanted to saver it all. He was out of control. He almost injured himself trying to get every bit of Pete's 6 1/2 inches all the way down his throat. Within a few minutes he felt Pete thrust his hips violently and cum began squirting from Pete's shaft. Without thinking, Jeff swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed, again and again. Then he realized his own body was erupting; his cum was shooting into Pete's mouth. He didn't know if his orgasm was caused by what Pete had done to him or what he had done to Pete.
After sucking the last drop of cum from Pete's cock, Jeff rolled onto his back and collapsed, exhausted. Pete was in no better shape and both men lay there silently, eyes closed, totally spent. The only sound in the room was that of two young men breathing heavily.
After about 15 minutes, Jeff sat up and looked at his sex-mate. Pete was very still, hardly breathing, eyes still closed. Jeff shifted his body around so he was looking down into Pete's face. Slowly Pete opened his eyes, saw Jeff and jumped in surprise.
"Ohhh, Jeff! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please forgive me! Please! Please! I promise never to do this again. I'll move out if you want. Please don't tell anyone. Plea..."
Jeff interrupted him by placing his finger over Pete's lips.
"What are you talking about? There is nothing to forgive. And, I'll kill you if you try to move out!" Jeff leaned over and kissed Pete gently as if to say, , "There's more where that came from if you want it."
After several minutes of passionate kissing and fondling, Jeff asked, "Pete, how did this get started? How many times have you done this? I want to know everything."
"First," Pete said, "you are the only person who knows about this. Before this afternoon I never had sex with anyone, male or female. I have wanted to experience something like this for as long as I can remember thinking about sex."
Jeff sat in amazed silence as Pete continued.
"I first noticed you when we were rushing the frat house as prospective pledges. Then we be came pledge brothers and were initiated. You always seemed so honest, open, and friendly I just assumed you were straight. When you agreed to share an apartment this year I could hardly believe it; what luck. There was no plan to seduce you. I was just happy being near you. But this afternoon, when we got back here, something clicked. I don't know! It just happened; I didn't plan this."
Now it was Jeff's turn. "Well, where do I start. I guess we have led parallel lives. I lived and shared the same experiences you did. I was attracted to you the first time I saw you. And, I too was excited when you suggested we share an apartment this year. And, I to do not know how this happened. We both must have such well developed defenses for our true personalities that we even fooled each other."
"I'm not sorry it happened," Jeff said. "And I gather you aren't either. So let's not look a give horse in the mouth and take it from here."
"Agreed," said Pete. "Gladly!"
The rest of that afternoon and evening was spent getting seriously acquainted each other and satisfying long unfulfilled desires. The real challenge was to realistically balance their sexual appetites with school work. Both Jeff and Pete had to make their grades if they wanted to get good jobs. They had ample time for long discussions about their urges and decided it was best to apply some adult constraints on their lustful desires. The heavy class schedules for each, plus part-time work kept them so busy they didn't have a lot of time for each other during the week but weekends were serious pleasure trips.
A week after graduation Pete went to as a civil engineering and Jeff left for his job in accounting. There were lots of hugs and kisses but no sad faces when they said good bye. They were happy they had shared something special. It never was a long term arrangement and now it was time to move on.
Several days had passed since he and Pete last had sex and now he needed a release ... and soon.
At the next bus stop Jeff's heart stopped as he watched the sexiest, most attractive hot looking young man he had ever seen get on the bus. He looked to be about Jeff's age, height and weight, with blond hair, deep blue eyes, fair skin, and a slender, solid looking body (he was obviously familiar with weights). He was wearing a white T-shirt and tight stone-washed light blue denims that showed off his solid, well rounded ass.
This stud moved back until he was next to Jeff's seat, took hold of the overhead strap and turned to face Jeff. Then Jeff saw it! Extending down the studs right inside paint leg was a snake of at least 5.5 inches long, FLACCID. It was perfectly formed and Jeff could clearly see the outline of the ridge around the head; he was cut.
As the bus groaned on down the street, Jeff set there mesmerized, his mouth watering at the possibility going down on that cock. He lost all track of time. He stared at that cock. He wanted that cock. He had to have that cock!
He was just beginning to lean forward with his mouth open ready to clamp around the head of the snake when the bus lurched to a stop and several passengers got off including the young stud.
Jeff was jolted back to reality and looked around to see if anyone had noticed his actions. Then he realized the next stop was his. He almost missed it. He quickly rearranged his one hard-on, stood up and got off the bus. He took a few moments to compose himself before taking the elevator to the 9th floor and his future.
He stepped off the elevator and was immediately greeted by the receptionist. When Jeff introduced himself as the new associate she smiled and acknowledged they were expecting him. She asked him to have a seat while she called his sponsor. Within seconds a damn attractive looking man of oriental descent appeared. He was about Jeff's age, maybe 5 ft. 10 in. tall, slight of build without an ounce of fat on him.
With a bright smile he extended his hand and introduced himself as Brad, one of the associates Jeff would be working with. Brad had been hired a year earlier and he was to show Jeff the ropes. They went to the work area where Jeff was introduced to Shawn, another associate. Jeff's mouth gaped open as he stared at one of the most attractive black men he had ever seen. Shawn was about 3 inches taller than Jeff, well groomed, definitely the runner type. Everyone was friendly and did everything possible to make Jeff feel comfortable.
As noon approached Brad walked over to where Jeff was sitting and placed his hand on Jeff's shoulder. "Jeff, I'm sorry we won't be able to go to lunch with you today; we have a business commitment. The fourth associate in our group is Todd who has been with a client all morning. We have to join them for lunch. I can, however, recommend you check out the hot-dog stand in the park across the street. The dogs are famous and everyone here loves them. The park is also a great place to rest your weary brain after all the stuff we tried to stuff into it this morning."
"Thanks, Brad." Jeff needed some private time to collect his thoughts and relax. The morning had been a lot more stressful than he had anticipated. He watched Brad and Shawn walk down the hall jabbering away about some important topic. He drew in a deep breath, raised his shoulders and lowered them as he exhaled, relieving some of the tension, then headed for the elevator.
The hot-dog stand was easy to find; people were crowded around it. Jeff bought a dog, found an empty park bench and began to gnaw at his lunch. He tilted his head back and looked up at the clear blue sky, a puffy cloud could be seen hear and there. As he lowered his head his gaze focused on the building across the street.
Jeff sat up with a start. There HE was, leaning against the building, the STUD. Their eyes met. Jeff stood up and started walking toward the street. The young man pushed away from the building, walked to his left, turned the corner and disappeared.
Jeff tossed the hot dog in a trash can and hurried across the street. As he rounded the corner of the building he saw the stud go into a door about 50 yards away. Just before he disappeared through the door, the stud looked back and made eye contact again. Jeff's heart began to race. What was happening?
Jeff reached the door and noticed there was no sign announcing any kind of business. He turned the handle, opened the door and went in. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to the dim light. The room was only about 7 ft. wide and 10 ft. long. There was another door at the far end. He walked over to open it but it seemed to be locked. Just then a voice came from a speaker on the far wall, "Please be seated and we will be with you in a few minutes."
Jeff saw four chairs along one wall and sat down in one. On the opposite wall he noticed some framed photographs so he walked over to get a better look. He was somewhat startled to discover the photos were of young men standing next to an odd looking table. All the young men were naked and their cocks looked glossy like they might have been wet when the photo was taken. There HE was, the STUD, standing next to the table.
At that instant, the voice announced, "The door is open, please enter."
Almost like in a trance, Jeff walked to the door, opened it and entered the next room. As the door closed behind him the voice said, "Please remove all clothing and place them on the hangers provided. When you are finished, go through the door at the far end of the room."
Jeff started removing his shoes and socks, shirt and tie, then his pants. He slid his thumbs under the waist band of his boxer briefs, hesitated. Why was he doing this? He had to know what this was all about. What did this have to do with the stud? What was the meaning of his picture hanging in the outer room? Then he slid his briefs off and placed them on a hook.
The room was cool and the breeze around his exposed genitals created an erotic sensation causing his prick to go semi-erect. Jeff walked to the door, turned the handle and slowly opened it.
The next room was quite large, about 20 X 20 ft. It was dark except for the platform in the middle which was illuminated by recessed ceiling lights. On the platform was the odd looking table he had seen in the photos in the entrance room.
Jeff examined the table as he approached it . It was odd for several reasons. The main section was padded and inclined about 15 degrees. At the low end were padded extensions that looked like leg holders, places for knees and feet. At the upper end were notches that looked like places for arms. In the middle of the upper end was a rounded cutout and a padded bar extending out from the platform, across the opening and back to the platform.
As Jeff reached the base of platform a voice instructed, "Please lie face-down on the platform with your legs in the holders. The table will adjust to your size."
Jeff lay down as instructed, placing his feed on the end blocks, his knees in the bent areas, and his head at the upper end with his chin fitting comfortably in the cutout. He rested his forehead on the cross bar. His arms fit nicely in the cutout area and he found two handles to grasp. The handles were shaped like phalluses.
Once he was in position various sections of the table began to move slightly, adjusting to fit his body perfectly. That is when Jeff realized there was another cutout area, one in the groin area that allowed his cock and balls to hang freely in the open air. The bar his forehead was resting on began to raise slightly, tilting his head back.
"There is a blindfold hanging next to your right hand," the voice said. "Please use it to cover your eyes before we continue. Before we begin, you must know the SAFE signal. If at any time you wish to stop, just raise your right hand and all activity will stop. You will be advised when all is clear and may remove the blind fold and leave. Do you understand?"
"Y... Yes," Jeff said. He found the blind fold and placed it over his eyes. The anticipation of what was to come had caused Jeff's heart rate to increase rapidly. Seconds seemed like minutes. As he lay on the table waiting for something, anything to happen, his mind raced with thoughts of the desirable stud he had followed into this place. Jeff also noticed that wearing the blind fold enhanced the keenness of his remaining senses: hearing, smell and touch.
Suddenly he knew that he was not alone. He heard feet softly scuffing on the floor. He sensed there were at least two, maybe three people close to him. His body tensed in anticipation.
Heat!!! He sensed warmth near his face. He detected male scent; the aphrodisiac aroma of testosterone filled his nostrils.
Warm air!!! He felt warm air on the head of his cock. Could it be someone's breath?
Music?
Yes, music. It began softly, slowly. He had heard it before, he knew it, it was Ravel's Bolero. The music continued; nothing else happened.
Haaaaaaaaa!!!!! Jeff sucked in his breath as something warm and wet latched on the head of his stiffening cock.
As his mouth opened to inhale, startled by the magnificent sensation on his cock, Jeff now felt something hard and hot brush against his lips. He opened his mouth wider and accepted the delicious tasting head of a nice size prick.
Nothing moved. The mouth on his cock did nothing. The head of the prick in his mouth just stayed there.
Jeff almost jumped when he felt a pair of hands touch him just below his waist. The hands began sliding down over his buns with the thumbs sliding into his ass crack. The thumbs began to spread his cheeks apart exposing his back entrance. He knew what was coming next but could not fully prepare because when the slick, hard, hot probe grazed the short hairs guarding the opening to his ass, he shuddered uncontrollably. The sex tool must have been lubricated well because there seemed to be no resistance.
He felt the hot tip of the cock press against the lips of his ass hole. Then as more pressure was applied he felt his ass hole slowly begin stretching to accommodate the fuck tool. And it stretched, and stretched. Jeff was just about to raise his hand (the SAFE signal) when the head of the cock popped through the entrance and his ass snapped tight on the back side, almost like a lock preventing the prick from leaving. Jeff imagined a cock with a large head and a slender shaft.
No one moved. The music slowly increased in tempo and volume.
At some unspoken signal, the mouth on his cock began to move up on the shaft. Slowly it progressed, taking one inch at a time until his 8 inch cock was completely encased in a warm pulsating throat.
At the same time his cock was being devoured, the prick in his mouth began a long slow journey to the back of his mouth and down his throat.
And from behind, the monster-headed cock started slipping deeper and deeper into his body. It went in so slowly and so smoothly that Jeff wandered if it would ever stop. Just how much could he take?
Once all three sex instruments were buried to the hilt they paused for a few moments than began a slow, rhythmic dance of pleasure, sliding in and out in unison. Powerful sensations were building with the tempo and volume of Bolero, the music of sex.
The pace quickened; Jeff's mind was being blown away trying to track and drink in all the erotic sensations bombarding his senses. His cock was being sucked like he had never imagined possible. The blow job he was administering to the delicious prick in his throat was overpowering. And his ass was being fucked by one of the most perfect and talented pricks that ever existed.
Jeff was getting close to losing it. His balls were drawn up in their sack, the cock up his ass kept massaging his prostate and his nose kept getting jammed into sweet smelling pubic hair.
Finally, it was all just too much. As the music reached its crescendo his mouth was filled with some of the sweetest cum he ever tasted. Jeff could hold back no longer and unloaded a huge burst of cum in to the suctioning mouth. The contractions of his ass muscles seemed to set off the forceful final thrust up his ass as the monster-headed cock coated his insides with rivers of cum. All on queue.
Jeff listened to the music finish. As the last notes drifted off, the softening cock withdrew from his mouth and the probe that had provided so much pleasure up his ass slid silently out of his body. His own cock had lost its hardness but the mouth still held on. After ensuring it had sucked the last drop of gism from his cock, the mouth released its prey. Just as Jeff began to relax, lips touched the head of his cock again with a kiss, then left for good.
Jeff was completely unaware of his pleasurers departure. He was covered with sweat and his mind was a mess. Slowly he came down from the erotic high he had just experienced.
"Please stand next to the table and look into the mirror on the opposite wall," the voice said. Jeff removed the blind fold, arose from the table, found the mirror and looked at it but could not understand why he was asked to do that.
"Upon returning to the dressing room you are welcome to use the shower you will find there. When dressed, please leave the way you came in. Thank you, we appreciate your participation," the voice finished.
Jeff knew he had to get back to the office so he wasted no time showering and dressing. As he passed through the entrance room he looked again for the photo of the young stud. He found the photo and was shocked to see his own picture next to it. He looked dazed, his cock locked wet and bigger than he remembered, and there was a smile on his face.
No time, hurry back to the office.
He looked at the time when he got back to his desk and was surprised to see he had been gone only one hour. About an hour later Brad and Shawn returned and they spent the rest of the afternoon helping Jeff with his orientation.
Jeff decided to wait for his new friends signal when it was time to call it a day. At about 5:45, Brad came over, placed his hand on Jeff's shoulder and said, "Jeff, have you found a place to stay yet?"
"Not really; I just got in town yesterday afternoon and haven't had time to look."
"Well, we can give you some good leads if you're interested."
"Thanks, I'd like that. I don't know this city at all and can use some help," Jeff replied.
Shawn spoke up, "Actually, why don't you come with us and check out our place. One of our apartment mates moved out a couple of months ago so we have some room."
"Good idea, Shawn," said Brad. "Todd will probably be there and we can order out for pizza. I know there is plenty of beer in the frig."
About a half hour later the three young men entered the apartment.
"Welcome to our humble home," Brad said, "make yourself comfortable."
"Take a look around and see if you like it," said Shawn.
Jeff was quite impressed as he surveyed the living room and kitchen area. He had already shed his coat and tie as he headed to the bedroom area which Shawn had pointed out. He rounded the corner, opened the door to one bedroom and just about jumped out of his skin.
Lying there on the bed was the STUD. He was resting his head in his right hand with his left knee drawn up and his left foot was behind his right knee, and his left arm was stretched out with his left hand on his left knee. His enormous snake was draped across his right thigh, almost touching the sheets. And, the only thing he was wearing was a giant smile. He said "Hi, I'm Todd, let me welcome you!"
Jeff crossed the room as fast as he could, tossing clothing everywhere. When he reached the bed he too was wearing only a smile. He dived on top of young man and they began to kissing wildly.
Very quickly they got into the 69 position, Todd on the bottom with his ass at the edge of the bed and his legs off the end. Jeff looked down anxiously at that very long snake he had first seen through Todd's pants when he got on the bus.
Jeff bent down, stuck out his tongue and licked off a pearl of pre-cum from the snake-eye. He could wait no longer. He opened his lips and cradled it in his mouth. He ran his tongue round the beautifully shaped head several times as Todd's cock began to turn to steel. Jeff lowered his head further until the cock reached the back of his throat then he relaxed his throat muscles and began to swallow. Quickly the snake slid down his throat and his nose pushed into Todd's balls. He could smell the intoxicating aroma of testosterone.
Todd didn't waste any time getting Jeff's cock deep in his throat either.
As both young men began to get really engrossed in their business Jeff heard a voice say, "I guess Jeff just got introduced to Todd" It was Brad. He and Shawn were standing in the bedroom door, completely naked, and their cocks were ready for action.
"They are so busy they probably won't notice if we join them," said Shawn as the two moved to the edge of the bed.
Brad climbed on the bed and positioned himself behind Jeff. Jeff felt Brad's hot prick brush against his short ass hairs and he shuddered just like he had when he was on the table. Brad's tool slid easily into Jeff's hole (it was still slick with cum from lunch) and Jeff couldn't help notice how his ass seemed to snap back on Brad's shaft after the head penetrated. Jeff was a little pleased at how comfortable it felt, like an old shoe.
Shawn came around the end of the bed, raised Todd's legs straight up into the air then shoved his beautiful prick toward Jeff's face right next to Todd's cock. The black/white contrast was erotic. Jeff correctly guessed what Shawn needed. He released Todd's cock and easily swallowed Shawn's beautiful prick, coating it with a mixture of his saliva and Todd's precum, one of the slickest lubricants known to men.
Shawn withdrew from Jeff's mouth and, with a deliberate motion, inserted his large prick up Todd's ass. It went in so easily Jeff just knew it had to have been there before.
Jeff began making love to Todd's tool, slowly pistoning up and down. In the 69 position he had a ring-side seat to watch Shawn's delicious cock slide unencumbered deep into Todd's white ass and then withdraw until just the head remained implanted, then begin the long journey back into Todd's depth again. It was a huge turn-on. And, so was the action Shawn was giving him from the rear. For the second time today his prostate was getting a real work-over.
The action continued as a leisurely pace. On one was in any hurry. Down-up, down-up, Jeff swallowed every inch of Todd's tool then slowly pulled up, creating a powerful sucking action. In-out, in-out slid Shawn's cock up Todd's ass giving his prostrate something to live fore. Up-down, up-down went Todd's throat on Jeff's cock as he watched Brad's balls slap against Jeff's balls when his long, slender shaft sank into Jeff's body to the hilt with power.
Neither of the four bodies was in any great hurry to climax. Each was enjoying the action too and wanted it to last forever.
After some time nature finally took its course. Cum shoot everywhere and not a drop was spilled. When everyone was finished, Jeff watched as Shawn's cock slowly eased out of Todd's ass and cum began leaking out almost immediately. Jeff let Todd's cock slide slowly from his throat and held it in his lips as he gently laid it across Todd's thigh. He felt Brad extract that monster cock from his ass which felt empty when the cock was gone. Last, Todd released Jeff's cock. Then, just after letting go, he pursed his lips and planted a kiss on the tip of Jeff's cock.
Suddenly Jeff raised his head, looked around at his three young lovers. "It was you!! You're the ones with the table!!"
"Yes," Brad said. "We had to find out if you would be receptive. Brother, were you ever. Now will you consider rooming with us?"
It wasn't long before the pizza arrived. Jeff couldn't help notice how good looking the delivery boy was and how friendly he was with everyone.
As Brad was paying for the pizza, Todd pulled Jeff close and whispered in his ear, "He may be our next conquest.
Pizza wasn't the only thing that got eaten that night.