Poor Rich Boy

Poor Rich Boy

Chapter 2

By

Percxyz@aol.com

I sat on the couch while Jason sat on a chair across from me. The shirt that he had pulled on out of my closet was snug against his chest and my choice of a seat across from him had been deliberate. I had a perfect view of his tight body as he sat and drank his beer. I sipped on my own, taking in the sexy sight of his bare feet, the light hairs on his muscled calves and his toned thighs. They also had sexy blond hairs on them and my eyes followed the sight of his tanned skin to where it disappeared into the khaki shorts he'd borrowed from me.

Seeing Jason wearing my clothes had me hotter than seeing him in his own for some reason. His nipples were poking against the white cotton of my polo shirt, emphasizing the mounds of his pecs and the sleeves of the shirt were bunched up close to his shoulders, due to the bulging muscles in his arms, which had the effect of showing off his arms and big guns. I could tell that Jason had noticed the way I was looking at him, but he didn't comment on it. In fact, he seemed to be kind of upset. I was worried that he was regretting what he had let me do up in the shower, but wasn't sure what to say. I didn't want to get him angry with me. He took another couple swallows of beer, then looked directly into my eyes.

"So, Brad, I hope I wasn't a dick upstairs with you." I just looked at him for a second and then burst out laughing. A second later, he apparently realized what he had and he laughed along with me. "OK, that came out wrong. You know what I mean, though. At least I hope you do. I get kind of...demanding, I guess, when I am horny and want to get off. If I am letting another guy go down on me, I get even worse. Like I told you earlier, it hasn't happened with another dude very often. Guys aren't really my thing, but hell, any red blooded male likes a hot mouth on his dick. I just don't want you to think I am a complete asshole and I think that's the way I came across up in the shower."

This was a surprise to me as I hadn't expected him to care about how I felt, at least about how he treated me during sex. I didn't want him to think I was upset so I replied quickly. "No, Jason. You weren't being an asshole. Some guys, well a lot of guys, get into getting blown and with a guy doing the sucking they figure they don't have to be all nice and gentle, like they would with a girl. You just did what was natural and felt best to you like any guy would do. Some guys I know just lean back and let me do the work cause that's what they like best. But I guess I have to say you pretty much were a dick." That elicited a small smile from him and again I was amazed at how handsome he was, with his flawless skin, strong jaw and sexy blond hair.

"So we're cool with upstairs? Even with me calling you a cocksucker and a fag? I didn't mean....I wasn't, well..."

I cut him off. "It's no problem Jason. I really don't like hearing guys call me a cocksucker, but hell, I can hardly argue with you since I had your dick in my mouth." He grinned widely at that and his small dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth. Suddenly the easygoing young stud that I had gotten to know over the past few months was back.

"Yeah, I guess that's true enough," he said. "Plus, you seemed to like what you were doing." He smiled at me again and the sight of his sexy grin had my cock throbbing in the shorts I was wearing. God, he was so handsome! I thought about how lucky I had been to pick a place to live that had such sexy young men living in the area and the memory of seeing the Wheeler boys for the first time when they were shooting hoops as I drove by flashed into my head.

"I did like it, Jase. I like you. I don't mean just giving you head. I mean you have been a good friend since I moved in here. Corey too. I've felt like I was a member of the neighborhood since the day I met you all."

"Hey, Brad, I told you earlier that we're buds. I appreciate the way you've opened up your house to me and Corey..." he trailed off again and the worried look reappeared on his face. "Man, I shouldn't have said anything to Corey about you. Even though you do like guys, it was a pretty shitty thing of me say anything to Corey and set it up with Corey and probably Nate coming here tonight without talking to you about it first. I can still probably call him and tell him not to come back tonight. He might wonder, but since I didn't tell him about the movie, just that I thought he was right about you liking other guys, I can play it off. Shit. I should've kept my mouth shut. For all I know he's gonna say something to Nate and they are both gonna show up expecting some action."

I hated seeing my sexy jock buddy distressed. "Don't worry about it, Jason. It's not gonna be a problem." I knew that was pure speculation and was probably wrong, but wanted to make him feel better. "You said that Corey had already basically figured out that I wasn't into women, so you didn't really tell him anything he didn't already know."

"Yeah, but I confirmed it. Besides, what if he tells Nate and brings him back here. When I told Corey I thought his suspicions were right and we set up the plan for me to call if I found out I was wrong after we'd had some time together, I didn't tell him to ditch Nate. Hell, we even kinda joked about gangbanging the fag' together." For the first time I saw Jason blush and realized that if anything it made him look even sexier, as it showed a hint of vulnerability in the otherwise always strong, confident jock.

The issue became moot as a chime sounded, indicating there was a car at the front gate. When I wasn't home, the boys used a side gate to access the back yard and reach the pool, but if I was home, they pulled up to the gate so I could let them drive up to the house, saving them a several minute walk. I grabbed to television remote and switched it to the view from the front gate security camera. There was Corey's handsome face filling the entire screen of the huge plasma television in all his blond haired, blue eyed glory. He had many features similar to that of his brother and it was obvious that they were related, but Corey had a sexiness in his looks that was all his own.

The television system had automatically switched into two-way audio mode when I hit the button for the security feed and I greeted Corey. He grinned as he heard my voice come through the speaker and that was enough to melt any resistance I had to allowing the sexy stud back in for whatever he might have planned. "Is my brother still there, Brad?" Corey asked over the rumbling of the engine in his Cobra. "He was gonna call me if he left, otherwise I was supposed to swing back by and give him a ride home." I glanced over at Jason, who looked at me a bit sheepishly. It was a pretty lame excuse since their house was less than a half mile away, but I just gave Jason a grin.

"Sure, Corey, he's still here. Come on up. The front door's unlocked." I hit the button on the remote that activated the gate and then switched the A/V system from the gate monitor to some music.

"I didn't see Nate with him," Jason said.

"I didn't either, but I didn't adjust the camera to get a wider view of the car. Besides, what would it matter now? I couldn't very well send Corey away just because Nate was in the car, could I?"

"I guess not. I just feel like a jerk for having told my little bro that I thought he was right about you and setting it up for him to come back. Don't get me wrong, I fucking loved getting head from you, but I shouldn't have just set you up like this with Corey." He glanced over at me. "And maybe Nate."

"Jason, you know I think that Corey is a hot young stud. The two of you are probably the most popular guys in the neighborhood and certainly are two of the sexiest." I got to enjoy seeing Jason blush again but this time from pleasure, not embarrassment. "Most every girl that I know would give just about anything for some time with either one of you sexy boys. I can only imagine what they would do to have the two of you together." That got Jason grinning again.

"Well, Corey and I have had our fair share of double teaming chicks. It seems that there are a lot of them out there that want a night with both the Wheeler boys at the same time. I know that some people might think it's weird that we would share a chick, but hell, we're not shy so it never bothered us and if that's what some bitch wants, we've almost always been happy to oblige."

"Doesn't surprise me." I said. I could now hear the faint rumble of the Cobra as Corey arrived at the front of the house. The sound of the motor died and I heard a door shut. There was a fleeting look of hope on Jason's face which disappeared as we heard the sound of a second car door.

"Shit, Brad. I'm sorry about this," Jason said, looking a bit upset. "Corey may not have said anything to Nate, though, so maybe we can head this off before anything gets started if you want."

"I guess we'll see, but even though you don't appreciate it, Nate is one helluva hot guy too, Jase. I can handle it if he knows about me." We heard Corey shout from the foyer as he came in the house and I yelled back that Jason and I were in the great room at the back of the house.

"Nate's still with me, Brad. Do you mind if we grab some beers?" He called as he made his way deeper into the house. They would have to pass by the kitchen to reach us, so even though there were beers in the fridge under the wet bar in the room where Jason and I were sitting, I told him to go ahead.

"Help yourself, Corey, and grab one for me and your brother while you're at it."

"Will do," was the reply I heard. A second or two later, Nate walked into the room and I said hello as he came over to shake my hand. While I didn't know if he had any idea that I thought he was sexy or that I was into guys, I felt a tingle of electricity run through me from the contact. Nate gave no indication that there was anything out of the ordinary as he said hello to Jason and settled himself on one of the leather chairs that I had in the room arranged in front of the TV.

"Corey's grabbing the brews. Hope you don't mind us hanging around for a bit," Nate said. I chose to read nothing into the question.

"Of course not. Jason and Corey know they're always welcome and you've been here often enough that you should know you are too, buddy."

Nate gave me a grin and kicked back the chair into recline mode, settling into it comfortably. Nate was wearing shorts that showed off his muscular legs. He had on a pair of white leather cross trainers which seemed to shine brightly against his darkly tanned skin. An A&F t-shirt which was a couple sizes too large hung off his shoulders, the way it draped over him actually emphasizing his lean build. I realized that with his looks and build he could easily be a model for the company, as could Jason or Corey. I guessed from what Jason had said about me earlier, that I probably could be too, but dismissed the thought. There were more important things upon which to focus.

Corey came into the room and handed Buds to his brother and Nate, then brought me a Carlsburg. I saw he had a Heineken. I kept a wide variety of imported and domestic bottled beers in the refrigerators in the kitchen, the pool house, the bars in this room and the basement, upstairs in my workout room and the one in the garage. I also kept a keg of Guinness on tap at the bar and kegs of Bud and Bud Light on tap in mobile coolers in the pool house for parties. The guys all knew that I didn't care what particular brand they chose to drink and Jason and Corey had been here often enough to know I usually started out with Carlsburg. They were welcome to whatever they liked best or sounded the tastiest at any given moment.

Corey settled onto the couch next to me, rather than in one of the other chairs or the other couch and I glanced over at him in time to see him give his brother an inquiring look. Jason didn't react or respond, buying time by taking a big drink of his beer. My glance took in Corey's sexy body from the side, his well developed chest tapering to a narrow waist and the sight of his muscled arms had my cock reacting. I focused my mind on the beer to try to keep my dick under control and looked away from Corey. From where he was sitting so close to me, I could feel the heat radiating from him. Unfortunately, looking away from Corey brought my eyes to Nate's sexy form.

I realized that Corey was looking over at me and I saw a smirk appear on his face. I suddenly realized that seeing Nate in his shorts and t-shirt was having the same effect on me as had seeing Corey, dressed in sandals, cut off sweat pants and an old shirt that was more holes than material. Corey had seen that reaction. I didn't know what to say or do, still unsure of what he may have said to Nate or what he thought he knew about me. Nate was drinking his beer, so I crossed my legs, hiding the evidence of my hard on from him, in case he had not already seen it and took another drink of my own beer.

"So, Jason, what've you two been up to while Nate and I went grab some food? Did either of you get anything to eat?" Corey gave me a wink. "Did you chow down, Brad?" The innuendo was clear to both Jason and me but a glance at Nate wasn't enough to let me know if he was following the subtext of the conversation. Any doubts that I had were quickly dispelled.

"Yeah, did Brad chow down on your meat, Jason?" Nate asked bluntly. Corey laughed at the question and at the blush that I could feel spreading across my face. Jason didn't say anything, looking at me instead. I wasn't sure if he wanted me to admit I had been his cocksucker or if he was trying to give me an out if I wanted it. However, looking at the three sexy younger males sitting around me, I decided that there was no sense in denying what they all clearly already knew.

"Yeah, I sucked off Jason in the shower earlier," I said calmly. Corey's grin grew wider and he looked at me.

"I knew it from the first day I met you. I knew you liked dick." I let that sink in for a second, then found myself asking the question.

"How did you know, Corey? Was it something I said or did? Something in the way I acted? What made you think that I like guys?" Corey looked at me for a second and saw that I was being serious. He thought for a moment before answering.

"It was a couple of things actually. First was the way that your eyes always seemed to be checking out Jase and me whenever you thought we weren't looking. Then I noticed that you also checked out the other guys when we were using the pool, checked them out a whole lot more than you did the girls. Then there is the fact that you have this huge house, drive a Lexus, a Beemer, a couple of Benzes, a Viper, that sweet Aston Martin and who knows what else you have in all those garages, but you're never out with any women, at least not on any dates. Then at the party for the neighborhood when we were playing ball with the guys, your eyes just about fell out when you saw all of us on the skins team. Finally, I watched your reactions when you would come home and find us in the pool. You were always cool and joined in the fun, but when it was just a group of guys here, you spent a lot of time with us in the pool. When we were here with some of the girls in their bikinis, you didn't check them out the way all the other guys would. If that wasn't enough, when I would strip and change in the pool house with you around, I thought you were gonna cum in you shorts just from watching me."

I figured that there wasn't any way to argue with that. I had certainly enjoyed having the guys over and especially in the pool with all that skin on display and I had no doubt that my eyes had done their fair share of taking in the toned, hard bodies of the jocks that made up the group of friends of which Jason and Corey were a part. I had made attempts to flirt with the girls but they were usually in the middle of a relationship with one of the guys, so I always figured I had an excuse for not getting too involved with any of them. Plus, they were all younger. It was only a few years in several cases, but it was enough to deflect attention, at least so I thought. Thinking back on it though, I realized a couple of them had made it clear they would like to get to know me better and I hadn't followed up on it the way the other jocks would have. And there was no denying that when Corey stripped, I couldn't help but sneak peeks. Hell, he had made a practice of getting naked in front of me on a regular basis. I realized that he had been doing it on purpose, but that was water under the bridge now.

I looked around the room again and saw that Nate was staring at me, a bulge showing in his shorts. Jason seemed to be just waiting to see what developed, but Corey had run his hand up along his abs, under his shirt, giving me an even better look at his six pack and trim torso. Being partially covered in the tattered shirt made him look even sexier than he did when fully dressed or completely shirtless. The torn and revealing shirt was even sexier than when he had stripped in front of me, supposedly just changing from his swim gear into street clothes, as it only showed patches of his perfect skin and tight muscles, hiding the full view of him from me. The sight of his trim body, the curves of his muscles in his arms, his bulging shoulders, chest, back and legs had always affected me. I knew now he had been doing it to get a reaction from me to confirm his suspicions, but at the time I had tried to do my best not to drool at the sight of the hard bodied stud. Watching him lazily scratch at his chest, pulling his shirt up further as he did so, showed that the kid knew how to push my buttons.

"Looks like seeing us here is getting a rise out of you, Brad," Corey said. I couldn't deny it, but wasn't ready to cave completely to this sexy young stud. I was in some well fitting shorts and a tight t-shirt and knew my body was in as good a shape as these guys, so I took a shot.

"I'm not the only one with a reaction, here. Nate seems to be getting turned on too. Is that from the sight of you showing off your chest and abs, or maybe from the sight of me or Jason?" I knew it was risky, but hell, I was a man too, and a couple years older than these guys. I figured it was worth a shot, but Nate was having none of it.

"Like hell I am!" Nate said. I was surprised at his tone and vehemence. "I'm hard thinking about the blow job you're gonna be giving me here soon. My cock's ready to feel your lips wrapped around it. I'm not a cocksucker and the sight of my buddies doesn't get me hard!"

Corey just looked at Nate for a second, then returned his gaze to me and Jason. "So Jase, is he good at giving head? You almost never let guys go down on you. How'd he do?"

Jason looked at me and kind of shrugged his shoulders to me, then answered. "He damn well knows how to suck dick. He sucked me like a hoover and I emptied my balls down his throat. He seemed to like it when I grabbed his head and just fucked his mouth like I would some chick's pussy. He's the best cocksucker I think I've ever had. Certainly the best male cocksucker. You guys'll love it."

"I bet we will," Corey said. "You want to suck us, don't ya, Brad? You wanna swallow my seed, swallow Nate's?"

"Well, yeah, I'd swallow your cum, Corey..." I began.

"Well I'm ready for it now, dammit," Nate said, cutting me off, still pissed about my earlier comment. I looked around at the guys. Jason seemed unaffected by Nate's outburst, but Corey appeared to be amused. I didn't have much time to process anything because Nate stepped over to me, reaching into his shorts and hauling out his cock with one hand and using the other to pull me forward off of the couch and onto my knees on the floor. Nate's meat was already hard, rising up at an angle about seven inches from a bush of dark pubes. I didn't really get much of a chance to look at it as he had the head against my lips almost immediately.

Even though Jason and Corey were watching, I let the head of Nate's cock slide between my lips and used my tongue to coat it and the shaft with spit. I figured I had nothing left to lose at this point. Jason had already experienced what Nate was getting and I knew Corey planned on it too. Nate pushed forward with his hips, grabbing my head between his hands and holding it firmly. I'd sucked enough cocks that I could handle his length, but Nate was a rough guy. He wanted to fuck my mouth, not let me suck him. He immediately began to pound into me, brutally skull fucking me like he had a grudge to settle, which perhaps he did, due to my earlier comment. I had no choice but to take what he was dishing out to me.

"Jesus," I heard Jason breathe as he watched Nate force his cock deep into my throat again and again, "you tryin' to kill him?"

"Faggot thinks I'm hard cause I'm into guys? I'm just showing him how I get into guys." He rammed deeply back into me, causing me to choke. "You got that Brad? I got hard cause I was planning on doing this to you. Understand cocksucker?" He kept up his brutal face fuck.

I didn't hear anything from Corey, but I knew that he was watching. It was clear that Nate was doing this to show Corey and Jason his power over me. I knew my comment about him possibly getting hard from seeing his buddies' bodies had been a mistake and had made him angry. Now he was getting his revenge. My eyes were watering and my ears hurt where his hands were clamped over them, though I loved the feel of his strong grip holding my head and making me take him the way he wanted.

Despite all that and the fact that my throat and tongue were getting raw from the battering where his cockhead kept slamming against them, I found I was actually enjoying what Nate was doing. I managed to tilt my head back a bit, giving him easier access to my throat and letting me look up at his face. He was staring down at me, his eyes narrowed to slits and his breath hissing through his clenched teeth. I found myself wishing that he had pulled off his shirt so that I could see his muscled chest as I took his meat, but contented myself by admiring the contours outlined by the shirt and with letting my hands run up and down his thighs and hairy shins. I let my hands move up to his ass, then to his back, enjoying the play of muscle under the skin as he put his whole body into the fuck.

With the speed and force of the face fuck that Nate was giving me, I knew that he wouldn't last much longer. By this time, I was OK with that. I wanted to have him cum in my mouth and end the assault. He was a hot young jock stud and I wanted to taste his cream, but I also wasn't sure I could take much more of his punishing pounding of my mouth. Nate's breath was hissing faster and faster between his clenched teeth and suddenly it caught in his chest. Nate's hips drove forward, and he held his prick deep in my throat. I felt it throbbing as spurt after spurt of his hot cum shot into my throat.

I wanted to taste him, so I managed to pull my head back a bit until the head of his shooting cock was against my tongue. Two more large salvos of cum covered my tongue, filling my mouth with the taste of his sperm. It was salty and nutty, though not quite as good tasting as Jason's had been, but maybe that was partly due to the rough treatment he had given me. I lapped at the head with my tongue, causing Nate's whole body to twitch in response and he pulled his dick out of my mouth. I watched as he milked the shaft with his left hand, gripping me by the hair with his right, until a large silvery drop appeared at the piss slit. He moved forward a bit and I licked the last of his load from his meat.

I fell back on my ass when Nate suddenly pushed me away from his crotch. I looked at the cock that had been down my throat as it softened and at Nate's heaving chest as he caught his breath. He had a beautiful physique, toned and muscled, while not quite as developed as Jason or Corey. As I wiped my lips with the back of my hand, I looked over at Corey as he spoke.

"So," Corey said. "We've established that you like to suck dick. You've had two tonight. Wonder how many dudes have been down your throat in the past?" He didn't give me a chance to answer. "Doesn't really matter. You obviously like it. So how many guys have fucked you up the ass? All the ones you've gone down on? Did they all fuck you?"

I was kind of shocked by his blunt words, especially in front of his brother and friend despite the fact that I had just sucked Nate in front of them, but managed to answer in a quiet voice. "None."

Corey looked at me skeptically. "Ahhh, don't bullshit me, Brad. You expect me to believe that you've gone all this time, sucking off jocks through what, all of high school and college? And you've not been fucked? I don't believe it." He paused, shaking his head. Then his expression changed, a smirk appearing on his handsome face. "Oh, I get it. You're trying to tell me that you're the one who does the fucking, instead taking it up the ass, but you suck their cocks in order to get them to let you do it?" He looked over at his older brother. "Did this fag fuck you, bro?"

Jason laughed at the suggestion, not taking any offense. "No fucking way and you know it, Cor!"

"Yeah, that's what I figured," Corey looked at me again. "So you don't fuck guys, but you suck'em and you swallow," he said. "I can't believe you've never given up your virginity. Why didn't you? I know some of the guys you were blowing must have wanted to fuck you."

"I...I don't know. I thought if I let them do that...Well... I just didn't let them. They were mainly into getting sucked, so I'd just quickly get my lips on their dicks and they went for the suck jobs once they were in my mouth."

It was Corey's turn to laugh. "I bet they did! He a good cocksucker, bro?"

"Best I've had."

"Nate?"

"I agree, helluva good cocksucker. I would've thought that was obvious." He smirked at me and bumped fists with Corey and Jason.

"Well, then," Corey asked in a reasonable tone, "if you like it in the mouth and swallow guys' cum, why not take it up the ass? You didn't really answer my question, just told me how you avoided it. If Jase has told you anything about me, and I'm sure he has, then you know I'm gonna fuck you. Hell, I'll tell you right now, I am gonna fuck you up the ass. You plan on trying to tell me

No'?"

"Well, umm, what I am try...."

"Yeah, yeah," he cut me off. "That's not a No' in any way shape or form. Either of you guys hear a No' in there?" Corey looked at Jason and Nate, who shook their heads. "Therefore," he concluded, "you want it up the ass from me or at the very least you know it is gonna happen," he reached down and rubbed his obviously hard dick through his shorts, "but you are just too chickenshit to admit it."

He stared down at me for a half minute with a kind of quizzical look. "Why won't you admit it? We both know you've wanted my meat since the first time you looked at me." His tone was puzzled as well." "No pun intended, but why be such a pussy about it?" Corey actually grinned as he said that. I didn't know what to say, so I just kept quiet.

"Let's look at the facts. One. I knew you were a fag first time I met you. Two. You admitted you sucked off my big bro tonight and admitted you swallowed his load. Three. I just watched you suck my buddy Nate and swallow his cum. Four. You've told me that you'd suck me." He paused for a second, thinking. "No, you actually said that you'd swallow my cum, but that kind of implies a suck job, don't ya think? If you'll take my sperm down your throat, then why not anywhere else I want to shoot it? It's up to me where I want to cum, never the cocksucker. They are always just happy to have a shot a my hot body. If I wanna fuck them, I do. Simple as that. So, why haven't you let a guy fuck you up the ass?" He looked at me clearly expecting an answer.

"It's just different. I don't know how to explain it. I mean, I started giving head to a buddy in high school. He'd promised to suck me off in return, but that turned out to be a lie." I saw the brothers and Nate share a smile at that and figured at the very least Corey had used that line, if not all three. "After I'd sucked him that first time, he had me doing it more and more. He told me he wanted to fuck me at one point, but I didn't want that. So I just sucked him instead and that kept him happy until he went off for college. Later in highschool, some of the other jocks I was sucking wanted to fuck me and while I was in college, too, but I always refused. None of them forced the issue as long as they had access to my mouth."

"Ok, we know that already," Corey said. "My question is why did you refuse? I mean, you're swallowing the cum straight from these guys' balls. Weren't they men enough for you?"

"No they were all hot guys. All jocks like us. They all had hot bodies from playing sports and working out. I was never into the fem guys. I liked the dudes who looked like hard, strong men, but when it came to being fucked, I don't know..." I trailed off and thought for a few seconds, feeling Corey's eyes on me. "When it came to sucking them, well, I guess I was hooked on that from the first time that Luke got his dick in my mouth. But to get fucked? To let another guy put me on my back, spread my legs and shove his dick in me or take me like a dog? That would have to hurt like hell and I...I just couldn't allow that to happen."

"Yeah, but again, why?" Corey demanded.

"Just the thought of it I guess. Being another guy's hole. Taking his cock and his cum. I couldn't imagine letting another guy do that to me. Letting another guy use me as...as a pussy."

Corey burst out laughing again. "You couldn't imagine it? Hell, Brad, that's what those guys were doing to you already, just in your mouth. Did you ever not suck them when they wanted? Did you ever refuse?" I shook my head. "Did you suck them wherever and whenever they told you to do it?" I nodded. "Then don't you realize that you were already nothing more than a hole to these dudes. Why not let'em fuck ya? Come on, you can tell us the reason, the real reason. It's not like I don't already know."

I looked at him in surprise. I wasn't even sure I knew why I had resisted so much, so how could Corey know? I mean the guys in my past had been hot, well built jocks that had all the girls. I was sucking them, and I guess I was a hole to them like Corey said. But to get fucked by them seemed such a big step that could lead to...to what? I saw Corey watching me and he grinned as he seemed to follow my thoughts to their conclusion. He said it for me.

"You were afraid, Brad. Sure, you were afraid that it was gonna hurt, and it will hurt when I take your cherry, but that wasn't what you were really afraid of, was it? No. You were afraid that the same thing would happen to you as when your buddy, what was his name? Luke?" I nodded. "You were afraid that if you let Luke or one of those other kids fuck you in the ass that you'd like it just as much as when he put his dick in your mouth. Right?" I didn't answer.

"Come on, Brad. Tell me the truth!" Corey demanded.

"Yes," I said quietly. "I was terrified that if I took a guy's cock up the ass and let him fuck me, I might like it and then...then..."

"Then you'd be their pussyboy and that Luke guy or whoever else would be fucking your pussyboy ass as much as he was fucking your face." He shook his head in apparent disgust. "I can't believe that you denied those guys what they should have had just because you were a scared little boy. Just because you were afraid to be a pussy for them. Of course it is as much their fault as it was yours. I mean, I kind of get it for the guys in highschool. Most really probably weren't ready to fuck another male. But I am surprised you made it through college without meeting a man who wouldn't take no for an answer. The good thing is that this works in my favor. It means that I'm the man who's gonna take your virginity and teach you what kind of a pussyboy you are. Hell, we already know you are a first class cocksucker. It's time to teach you a bit more about yourself. Just think about it, Brad. You're about to be made into the pussyboy that you've known you are by a guy four years younger than you."

I knew Corey was right about my past actions and his statement sent a chill along my spine. I had been attracted to all of the guys whose dicks I'd sucked. They had all been jocks like myself, but also the kind of arrogant, bad ass guys who strutted around the court or the field and pretty much got whatever and whomever they wanted, just the way Corey and Jason were, and Nate for that matter, if his earlier treatment of me had been any indication. I had been afraid of submitting to them in that way, giving them my ass as a pussy, taking their cum inside me, though I had dreamed about it often enough. It had also been the subject of more jack off sessions than I would ever admit. I was afraid that if I let them do it once, they'd be doing it to me forever. I knew how much I liked to see them looking down at me as they reached orgasm and shot their cum into my mouth. Imagining their sexy faces just inches from mine as they fucked me and came up inside me was such a turn on for me that it terrified me.

I realized that once again, the thought of getting fucked had my cock hard as steel. Looking at Corey, whose cock I had yet to see hard, and thinking of him fucking me, taking my cherry, had caused a wet spot to appear on my own shorts. I was embarrassed by it, but made no attempt to hide it. There was no reason to hide anything from these guys. Two had already been in my mouth and we all knew that Corey was soon going to do that to me and more. As I watched Corey stood and walked over to the fridge, getting another beer. As he returned, he stripped off his shirt, showing off his shoulders, chest and abs. The tingling in my crotch grew even more.

"So," Corey said, "now that we all know you are gonna spend some time getting to know my cock really, really well, the only thing left to decide is the logistics of it." I looked up at him and he could clearly see my confusion. "Do you wanna do it here or upstairs and will we have an audience? The first question is for you, the second is for the other men in the room."

"Umm, well, I think upstairs makes the most sense," I said.

"Hell, yeah, Corey. You gotta see how he's got upstairs set up. It's incredible. But as for me watching, I'm gonna pass. If Nate wants to hang with ya, that's up to him, but I got my bj for the evening, so I got to get cleaned up and meet up with my girl."

"I figured that'd be your answer, bro. That's cool. So Nate, you wanna see me put it to Brad and show him just what kind of a fag he is? It don't matter to me one way or the other."

We both looked over at Nate for his answer.

Author's Note: Thanks to all who wrote and I apologize for the long delay in posting this next chapter. Life intervened and there was no time to write stories which do not make me any money. I have had some free time lately though, so am trying to get caught up on a few of them. This story leaves at an interesting plot point and one that I'd like to get some feedback on, if you want to send it. Should Nate leave with Jason, or should he stay and watch (or participate) in Corey's plans for Brad?