Attention Readers: Please note this is not my usual type of story, but it is a reminder 0f the many ways humans, gay and straight find ways to entertain themselves in sexual contact with others. Some readers may be offended or ‘turned off’ about what you are about to read. Just remember all my stories are just fantasy and imagination. Read and either enjoy or not. No one is forcing you to read this. Please leave a comment if you wish. Your author Dick Clinton
(there is a part 2 to this story.)
Nectar of the Gods. Part 01
I was looking forward to going to Ron’s apartment to provide entertainment for some of his biker buddies. I had seen a few of them at the Flea Market when I first met Ron, and they were equally as hot as Ron. If any of these were the friends I would be entertaining, I would be in the midst of the gods.
I went about my business wondering if the meeting with Ron and his friends would be a dangerous thing to do. He said he would call me this week, and here it was already Friday, and still no call from Ron.
When I came back from my shopping, I checked my telephone answering machine to find a message from Ron. “Hello, Dick?” he said. “You know I’m planning on you being here Saturday to entertain the gang. Just wear something casual and plan to be here all night. Be here at 7 PM, and park in the lot behind the building. I’ll have a buddy watching for you. If you have any questions, give me a call, otherwise we will see you at 7 PM.” Then he had hung up the phone.
I was having second thoughts about meeting strangers. It wasn’t the first time I’d been in sexual encounters with several men, but it had been men I’d known beforehand. Just for safety’s sake, I contacted a close friend and told him I was going to be gone for the weekend. I gave him Ron’s address, phone number, and motorcycle license plate number. This was a precaution to protect myself, in case I ended up ‘missing in action’.
It was about a 20-minute drive from my place to Ron’s and I arrived about five minutes early. I drove around back and parked my car as close to the building as possible. I took a deep breath before opening the car door and noticed a man headed towards me wearing a bike jacket, dark pants, and boots. He was about 6 foot 2 inches tall, had dark medium length hair, and was ruggedly handsome. He introduced himself as ‘Indian’ and said that I was to follow him. He didn’t look like any Indian I ever saw, so I assumed that he picked up that nickname from his buddies.
We walked towards the side entrance of the tan stucco building past three men who were sitting on the stairs smoking and talking.
We continued down a dingy, poorly lit hallway toward the end apartment, the smells of cooking, marijuana, and piss penetrating the area. The hall was littered with broken glass and empty beer cans, and I wondered once again if this was really a good idea. Indian knocked on the door, and before I could flee from sheer panic, the door opened and a familiar face appeared. It was my friend Ron, from the Flea Market.
“Hey there little buddy, come on in. The game won’t start for a while and most of the other men haven’t arrived. What do you think of your bodyguard, Indian? He will show you our little set up in the bedroom.
Indian and I headed down the hall to a room where a large four-poster bed was in the center of the room. Around each post were leather straps, to be placed around someone’s ankles, and wrists. Above, and at the head of the bed, were large mirrors. The mattress was covered in black leather, and on each side of the bed were tables with all sorts of sex toys, whips, belts, dildos of all sizes and questionable things I didn’t even want to think about. I began to shudder at the thought that I might be the one strapped to the bed and used by these men. Indian took my arm and directed me to the large bathroom on the other side of the bedroom.
The bathroom was just as bizarre as the bedroom, if not more so. There was the usual toilet seat, except it was leather. A double sized shower was built on one side of the room, where four waterspouts came from different directions, and a hose connected to a faucet, to be used for enemas and other things. A single men’s urinal stood next to the shower. I was wondering about the stool setting in the tub when Indian pointed to it and asked if I wanted to sit in the tub while he pissed on me. I shook my head and stepped back as he unzipped, pulled out his dick and began pissing into the tub. As he finished he shook it a few times, squeezed down the remaining drops, and shook it one more time.
“Rod said you were a damn good cocksucker. Why don’t you prove yourself by giving me a quick blow job? I won’t have much time for action later since I’ll be posted at the door. Get on your knees and give me some head.” He said as he stretched his dick to show his proud manhood.
How could I resist? After all that’s what I was here for, to entertain and satisfy some hot men. I was immediately on my knees. Indian unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, and there it was, in all its full glory, dick, and balls ready to be satisfied and loved: and what a cock it was! I placed my hands around his large organ and my tongue to his piss slit. He was ready to be serviced.
I continued to suck, lick, and slurp down his cock until he was ready to give me his gusher of manly juices. Squirt after squirt of cum shot in to my mouth as I provided him with the pleasure of an orgasm. Just as we finished the session, there was a knock at the front door, and the voices of several men were heard in the hallway. More guests were arriving and Indian left me in kneeling position on the bathroom floor while he went to the door. I knew I had other men to service and was now in the mood to suck off more of Rod’s guests.
I started to take a piss when Indian returned and told me not to piss just yet. He had a surprise for me. He dragged a young man into the bathroom, roughly seated him on the stool in the tub, and told me to piss on him.
The young man was clad in only a leather halter, dog collar, and jock strap. He was about 18, with a short butch haircut, muscular arms, and smooth hairless body. He looked frightened, but did as his master instructed. He gazed at me with his big brown eyes, but said nothing. He understood that his position was to be the ‘piss slave’ for anyone to use as their personal urinal. I felt empathy for the frightened and bewildered man, but he was here to serve.
Indian motioned for me to take advantage of the piss slave and use him as I wanted. I normally have trouble pissing in the presence of others, so I thought I could never piss on the guy, but since I desperately needed to piss, I would give it a try.
I stood there, trying to concentrate on relieving myself, and a small stream started to flow. I didn’t aim at the boy, but he quickly moved directly into the piss stream, letting the golden piss hit his face. I relaxed and emptied my bladder on him. He closed his eyes and let out a whimper of enjoyment.
Another dude walked into the bathroom, nodded, and whipped out his cock just like he was at a public urinal. He took aim at the piss boy and cut loose a full stream of piss directly into the boy’s face. The boy immediately responded to this new pleasure and opened his mouth so he could receive the new stream of piss.
The other dude just continued until he finished, shook it a few more times, and offered the last few drops to his piss receiver. The boy obediently lapped down the last few drops. Looking at the dude’s cock a bit too long, he realized I wanted his cock too. He smiled and faced me. “You look like you could use some dick. Let’s make it quick, cause the game is about to start.” He said as he pulled out his dick and balls and pushed me to the floor to suck his dick. I gladly became his cum slave and received his dick in my mouth, just as the piss slave had taken him earlier.
The piss boy watched us closely as I continued to service this dude. The newcomer was hard within moments, and began fucking my face hard and steady until he released a fantastic hot load of sperm into my welcome mouth. He pulled his dick out of my mouth, wiped the remaining cum on my face, and walked away with his dick still hanging out of his pants.
It was over so quickly that I must have looked shocked because when I looked over at the piss boy, he snickered and gave me a wink. Then we both laughed. I rose to my feet and said ‘Hi’ to the piss boy. He nodded and prepared himself for his next welcome stream of piss from the next guy as I was getting up from the floor.
I walked over to the sink to wash my face and hands when Indian came back into the room and motioned for me to follow him. As we passed the bedroom I saw a naked young man about 18, being secured to the bed with leather straps. They placed a pillow under his hips to lift his firm round buttocks into the air. His legs had already been tied to the two posts at the head of the bed and his beautiful ass and asshole were completely vulnerable and ready for more games.
I wanted to grab his tender round buns and tongue fuck him until his ass was ready for the onslaught that was sure to come. As I stood in the doorway drooling over this young beauty, Indian spoke.
“Why don’t you get his asshole ready for his first fuck? I think this one is a virgin, and should be prepared before the men have their way with him. He won’t be needed until half time. If you want to throw a fuck in him, that’ll be all right. Cum in his ass will make a good lube for the next fuck.” As Indian spoke, my dick grew harder by the second.
Indian left me alone with the boy that I decided to call ‘Angel’. He was still out of it from some strong marijuana Indian had given him earlier. The straps, which held him fast, were loose enough so he could move around a bit. They had placed a blindfold on him so he could not see his sexual partners. He stirred as I sat on the edge of his bed and gently touched his back to see if he was still asleep.
“Who’s there? Where am I? The boy asked, his voice trembling.
“Hey. It’s all right. No one’s going to harm you. What’s your name?” I said trying to comfort him. “ Indian, your motorcycle buddy, brought you here to entertain some of the other men at this party. If I remove the mask, will you be quiet?” I asked him.
“Yeah! Get this fucking thing off me so I can see. How come my arms and legs are tied like this? And why am I naked. Fuck, get me out of here.” He started to panic.
“Relax Angel, nobody’s going to harm you, but first you must let me try to relax you. I took a bottle of oil from the nearby table and poured some on his back and butt cheeks.
I rubbed his naked body with the oil and was preparing him for his abductors. I was good at breaking in virgin ass, and he began to relax as I started removing my clothes. I was becoming very excited and was oozing pre-cum juices. I moved between his legs and continued the rubbing and massaging of his legs and buttocks. I wanted to tongue fuck his tender pink hole before I penetrated him. I spread his buns and kissed each cheek before running my tongue up and down his butt crack. He gave out a soft moan as I edged my way to his asshole and buried my face into his ass.
I continued licking and lapping his sweet young ass until I knew he was ready for a finger or two. I placed a small vibrator near his hole and massaged up and down until the vibrator started to slip in. I slowly edged in until a few inches were easily penetrating his anus. I placed one finger in with the vibrator and he moaned once again. I knew he was ready for my cock. I reached for the lubricant nearby and placed a small gob on my dick and placed my cock head into the opening of his anus, and gently pressed forward until it was all the way in. I started to make love to his body with each long and sensuous stroke. He seemed perfectly satisfied and comfortable with my cock deep in his hole. His athletic body was ready for a good fucking, so I gave it to him for all it was worth. He took it like a pro and soon was backing into my rough, hard plunges as though he wanted more.
I continued to fuck him faster and faster until I shot deep into his tight and willing ass. He backed into my dick as though he couldn’t get enough. His ass was obviously ready for more fucking. We paused to rest before I reluctantly pulled my still hard dick out of his well-lubed asshole.
During my wild sex with Angel, two men had quietly entered the room. Their hard cocks were out, and they were ready for some fucking action. I moved away from the bed and instinctively dropped to my knees to suck on one of the men’s cocks. He was a hot looking cowboy-type dude with a good-sized tool. The other man, still fully clothed in jeans and a leather vest, immediately crawled on the bed between Angels’ spread legs. He explored the cum filled asshole with his finger, placed his dick head between the boy’s buttocks, and buried his cock into the depths of his love canal. I wanted to get the cowboy’s nut but thought he might enjoy Angel as much as I had earlier.
Angel, and the man fucking him, seemed to be enjoying some wild and rough sex. It wasn’t long before he dumped a load of his cum into Angel and moved off. Just before he left Angel, he kissed his bare ass, put his cock back into his pants, and left the room. My cowboy was anxious to pump a load into the boy’s ass as well. As I released his cock, he approached the bed, quickly mounted Angel, and started fucking right away. He was already hot from watching his buddy fuck and my cock sucking, so a few good pumps and he moaned and shot his load into Angel. He lay still for a short time until he heard someone call out that the football game had started. He pulled his semi-hard cock out of Angel’s wet asshole, wiped it on his butt, and crawled off the bed. All these guys were interested in was to get their nut.
I went over to Angel to check on him. I took a dry towel from the table and started to dry his ass crack where there was cum oozing out of his ass and down onto his balls. His dick was still hard so I knew he was enjoying his sessions with us all. He turned to look at me and then he asked me if I wanted to fuck him again. I laughed to myself and realized he was going to be all right. I gave Angel a drink of water and another puff on the joint left by one of the men. I looked up as Rod was coming into the bedroom door.
“How’s my boy doing? Whoopee. I see why Indian was so hot over this sweet looking ass. Man, I’m going get me some of that before the nights over. Dick, I need you to come into the main room and pass out a few drinks to the men. Put on this jock strap so the men can get a good look at your body and check out your sweet ass. You might be needed for a quick fuck during commercials. I already know how good a cocksucker you are, but never had a chance to fuck you hot ass. So before you start serving the guys, put on that jockstrap, come give me a quick blow job and I’ll try out your ass later.”
I slipped into the leather jockstrap, and dropped to my knees before Rod. I knew he was a quickie and this wouldn’t take very long at all. I liked sucking Rod. He had such a perfect shaped cock. It fitted so comfortably down my throat. I started sucking his cock and after a few good firm sucks, he shot his load for me. Then he told me to follow him and he’d tell me what I’d do next. We went into the kitchen area where there was a large extra refrigerator full of beer and sodas. I was given a large bucket that held about 10 cans, and I was to pass through the guests and hand them a beer when needed. Only a few needed a second drink just then, so I picked up the empty cans and put them in a rubbish sack.
As I was moving about the room, I got a few interested looks and an occasional feel of my buttocks. One man followed me behind the couch, started feeling my ass cheeks and bent me over the nearby leather chair, dropped to his knees and buried his face into my butt cheeks. No one seemed to care what we were doing and continued watching the ball game. After he licked my butt crack, he tongue fucked my asshole until it was wet. Then he stood, pulled out his cock, and directed it to my asshole. I leaned over the chair waiting for his penetration.
He roughly shoved his dick into my ass without mercy. He wrapped an arm around my body and began pinching my nipples. He deep fucked me while he continued to sip from his beer. He pounded my ass without missing a stroke, holding me tightly and soon shot a big load in my ass. It was a nice long orgasm. I could feel his cum filling my hole. He pulled out of my ass as quickly as he had entered me, patted my butt, and went back to his seat to watch the game. I looked over at Ron standing in the kitchen. He winked and nodded with approval. I had satisfied one of his buddies and he was pleased.
Story by Richard Barber at eyeMrich1@msn.com
Re-edited FJC 23 Aug 2008
End of part 1