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The first gathering of the club membership that I attended started later the same evening of my first fuck by Steven; I must refer to him as “Master.” There were a few other initiates like myself in attendance; all of them had at least been to two or more gatherings. We were not allowed to mingle with the other initiates; instead we were to perform whatever service was asked of us by the full-members. There is still a pecking order to follow. If someone was interested in having you, he had to first ask your master. All initiates start with Steven as their master and then after their first gathering they are given to another full-member to finish their initiation. No firm rules apply to the duties one must do to advance from initiate to member, the only unspoken rule that I heard hinted at was one must pass “inspection” by all members to advance. One initiate made the grade early on in this meeting and was given the honor of being the first to fuck me in my first meeting. He was a burly bear of a man, nice cock and butt, but not really my type. He fucked me with great fervor, carefully eating my ass and then fucking it for a good thirty minutes. I think that he had convinced himself that I enjoyed his attentions and I was not allowed to let him think anything other then this. My master was pleased with my performance and began passing me around. “Remember boy,” he admonished me. “You can only cum when you are given permission by whom ever is using you.”

I tried heroically to control my disappointment; “Yes sir!” was my response. So thus began the rest of the party, my ass in the air, or my legs in the air, mouth full of cock, balls, you name it. All the while sporting a constant hard-on.

I wished that the second guy to fuck me would hurry up and finish. He wasn’t really turning me on, a little too much on the chunky side and his beard was too full and unkempt. But he was a club member and I was still an initiate and the “Master’s” personal slave for the time being. He pounded, me on all fours on one side of the central dais. As I glanced around the room at the other club members in their various states of coupling, I soon discovered that the other initiates and I were not the only ones getting fucked. Nearby was Tony in one of the swings with his legs in the air moaning to beat the band. The infamous scout for the club that had landed me was the biggest slut that I think that I have ever met. No man was wrong for him as far as I could tell; but he was a cute little fucker as my master has confirmed before. Tony was pulling on his cock; he had open permission to cum at his leisure since he was a full member, even if he was strictly a bottom boy. For the most part though I was enjoying being a slave bottom, I liked pleasing my master and who ever else requested my services.

My mind came back to the task at hand. I squeezed the cock fucking my ass and he grunted. I squeezed again and again with every thrust. He began to quicken his pace. I closed my eyes to concentrate on timing my squeezes to match his pace. I felt a familiar kiss and a tongue parting my lips. This broke my concentration but that was okay. The guy fucking me pulled out, ripped off the rubber, and shot his load on my back. I sighed and melted into the arms of my master.

“That’s a good boy you got there Steven,” panted the guy who had just had my ass.

“I’m glad you liked it, you had enough?” my master asked him.

“I need a drink, and then I think that I need my legs in the air for a change.” the chubby member admitted. I think he was hinting that he would appreciate it if I were the one to do the honors. My master wasn’t biting.

“Plenty of tops in here today, take your pick,” he said, motioning to the room full of sweaty bodies. “I have other plans for this one,” he added, taking my hand and walking me away with my cock bouncing. I didn’t look back; I imagined a disappointed look on the guy’s face and smiled at the thought.

“I’m loaning you to these two. This is Robert and this is James,” said my master pointing to a couple kissing on the edge of the dais. They stopped their kissing to look at me. Dark haired Robert sported a beard of three-day growth on this chin and jaw blending perfectly into a well-managed hairstyle that one could picture on a man in a very expensive suit. The three-day growth of hair thought was incorporated into the rest of his body hair. More like stubble, it had been formed with a razor to cover his pecs and then to form a narrow trail down his well-defined six-pack and into a perfect diamond shape above his smoothly shaven cock and balls. His cock was of average size, standing at attention in front of him, a small bead of moisture at the tip. He wore a black rubber cock ring around his cock and balls and another only around his balls.

James, however, was a woolly mammoth of a man in every way. He sported a military cut hairstyle a little darker red then the rest of his body. His face was clean-shaven but nothing else was. The hair on his chest had been neatly trimmed but was probably long enough to twist your fingers in as he pressed your legs to your chest. He was a large man, muscles surely, but not defined like a gym-rat’s would be--more like the look a man develops after years of working on an oilrig. His stomach was covered with hair in the same manner, as was his crotch. His cock and balls where left natural and unencumbered by any enhancement devise, not that it needed any. It was enormous. It was bigger around then a beer can even if it was only a little bit longer then one. The head was covered by tightly stretched foreskin and was larger then the shaft, what poked out of its hood was bright red. The whole thing was curved slightly upward magnificently above a set of balls that hung lazily between his spread legs low enough to rest on the dais.

My master whispered in my ear, “They have been partners for 5 years.” My master had me kneel down in front of them and said to them, “gentlemen enjoy!” and walked away.

James took my head and guided it to his cock. I took it slowly at first, stretching my jaw and lips to encompass its girth. He began to move my head on his cock more and more aggressively as I heard kissing sounds above and then a grunt. “Greedy little cock sucker,” said James as he pushed my head off his cock. “Bob’s turn boy,” he said standing, allowing Robert to adjust himself on the edge of the dais. James stood behind me as I knelt in front of Robert and took his cock in my mouth. I heard them kissing some more as moans of pleasure escaped Robert’s mouth. I had no trouble taking him all the way to the base of his cock. I could feel the stubble on his cock with my tongue. I opened wider and let my tongue lick his tightly bound balls.

Robert gasped and his cock twitched in my mouth. “He’s a treasure,” said Robert cooing softly, “I want to suck his cock.”

James’ hands pulled me back long enough for Robert to turn himself around on the dais and lay with his cock in the air and his face to me. “It’s time for a beautiful little number from you too,” said James lifting me and pushing me on top of his boyfriend. I dribbled pre-cum down Robert's forehead as I moved into position. He took my cock, with a moan before I could get to his. I gasped as it slid expertly down his throat, no one had ever taken my cock to the hilt that quickly on a first try, but then I thought that he probably gets a lot of practice opening wide for James.

I took his cock again and began sucking it for all I was worth. Suddenly, James put his mouth on my ass, spreading my butt-cheeks with his hands. I almost shot my load in Robert’s mouth and had to pull out gasping for air. “I think he is enjoying himself,” said James and then pushed his face back into my ass.

Robert’s reply was, “He’s being a good boy and waiting till he’s told to cum though.” He then addressed himself to me, “If we let you cum now you know you will still have to let us continue using you until we’re done.”

I panted my response, “I am here for you to use. I will do as you wish.”

“I know how to make him cum,” said James opening an extra-large “Magnum” and unrolling it on himself. Robert handed me a bottle of poppers and began adding a little extra lube to the remnants of lube left from my last fuck. I took a whiff of the poppers and nearly shot my load again as Robert's fingers began probing my ass with the lube. I held off and took another whiff of poppers.

“Do it Jimmy,” he said. “His ass is ready.”

I felt pressure at my asshole and then penetration. I was more then ready for it, and a little surprised at how easily it went in. I grunted loudly enough for everyone in the room to hear as I shot my load all over Robert's neck and chest even before James could get himself all the way in. I heard catcalls and scattered applause from the guys that had stopped to look at us. James pulled out and then plunged back in with reckless abandon, forcing the remainder of my cum out onto his boyfriend. I engulfed Robert’s cock again, working it with all my might. He spread his legs for me as I began fingering his ass. Slap, slap, slap, was the sound that James’ hips made as they came in contact with my ass. I could feel his balls slapping mine with every thrust. I squeezed James’ cock with my ass as he pushed in.

“OH!” he exclaimed, “It’s no wonder Steve is so fond of you boy!” he said pulling out again slowly. “I’m gonna have to take my time and get to know this ass.” His pace slowed on every out-stroke, but he slammed me with his in-strokes. I was hard again and soon in Robert’s mouth once more. Robert was an expert cocksucker; his throat closed itself around my cock as his tongue rubbed the shaft incessantly. I closed my eyes and really got into the sensations, stopping occasionally to take a hit of poppers.

I pulled Robert’s ass cheeks apart and put my thumb inside his hole. He let out a high-pitched, cock-muffled moan and started lifting his hips off the dais. He pulled my cock from his mouth and panted, “I?m cumming!” I pulled my mouth away just in time to feel his first shot hit my chin. I took his cock in my hand and lightly rubbed the head along my chin and jaw in the stubble of a day’s growth of beard. He nearly screamed as I did this and squeezed my thumb with his ass so hard that I thought that it was never going to come out again. This involuntary convulsion forced another large shot of jizz out of his cock, this one landing on my nose and dripped down my cheek.

I renewed my squeezing pace on James’ cock as it rammed my ass. I looked around at the room. Several guys had stopped to watch and jack their cocks. I saw my master leaning against the wall in front of us; he had a strange expression on his face. His cock was hard as usual sporting his thick dark metal cock ring, but he was not playing with it. Instead, he had is arms crossed on his chest, one leg bent with the foot against the wall. His eyes burrowing into me, a mixture of lust and something else--was it fear? I closed my eyes and began grinding my ass into James’ crotch; I suddenly felt the urge to finish him off as soon as possible. James seemed lost in the fuck and forgot all about taking his time. Three more strokes in my ass and he planted his cock deep and it began twitching. Several loud “ugh’s” were uttered as he dumped his load into the condom, wrapped securely with my ass. He pulled out shortly and slapped me on the ass playfully. “Good boy you’ve got here Steve,” he said in way of thanks as he and Robert left arm-in-arm.

My legs shook slightly as I stood up next to the dais. I watched as my master approached. The look in his eyes did not change, and it frightened me a little. “Did I displease him in some way?” I thought to myself as he drew near. He raised an arm to encircle my shoulders and draw me near. I closed my eyes as he moved to kiss me. I draped my arms around his shoulders and melted into his arms as his tongue stole its way past my lips and into my mouth. He moved one hand behind my neck, cradling my head as we kissed. His other hand moved down my back and to my butt, a finger slipped easily into my hole. My cock twitched against his stomach, I could feel pre-cum moisture building as it was pressed between us. He had slipped his cock between my legs; I could feel him stroke the head lightly with his fingertips as he played with my ass. Our mouths finally parted, “Everyone who hasn’t already had you has asked for a turn with you, including Tony of all people,” he said raising one eyebrow. “Are you up to it?”

“Yes sir,” was my dutiful reply. I was a bit surprised that he asked me instead of just told me. I saw him look behind me and nod his head in acknowledgment at someone. We kissed again as I heard the approach of someone behind me. I no longer cared who wanted their turn, my master was kissing me and holding me, and I was happy. I felt the unceremonious entry of a cock into my ass as I stood there kissing my master. He had one hand behind my head still and the other on the small of my back holding me to him. The cock in my ass wasted no time, I felt hands on my hips pulling gently as the guy behind me slapped his hips against my butt. I sighed and relaxed in my masters arms, feeling his cock supporting me between my legs as the guy behind me humped. I squeezed his cock and he grunted; “this is going to be too easy,” I thought to myself, “he’ll be cumming in no time.”

I squeezed again and the guy buried his twitching cock, cumming inside me. He pulled out shortly, stripped the condom from his cock and threw it to the floor beside me. Another cock replaced his almost immediately. My master stopped kissing me and took my earlobe into his mouth; he kissed my neck and ground his cock between my legs. The second cock in line only fucked my ass for about thirty seconds before he was finished, all the while groaning and panting.

This continued until I lost count of how many had been in and out of my ass. My ass became numb after a while, but I didn’t complain; I was in the arms of my master, our bodies glued together with my pre-cum. The pile of used condoms grew as man after man took their turn in my ass, demonstrating differing styles and all not wanting to occupy too much time, knowing that there was someone behind them waiting for a turn. Some were gentle, some were rough, and seldom did anyone last longer then a minute or two. The movement and pressure of my legs wrapped around my master’s cock, combined with the run-off of lube from my ass finally took its toll on my master. He began to shake uncontrollably and hold me tight, his hips bucking; his cumming brought a look of pure joy to his face, and an exclamation of, “AAAH!” with his head thrown back. His load dribbled down my legs and those of the guy fucking me. I kissed him as he came down from his orgasm, we kissed until the second to the last guy in line pulled out of my ass and shot his load on my butt.

The last guy to fuck me was Tony. Everyone watched as my master lay me down on the dais, straddled my head, and pulled my legs in the air. The look on Tony's face was pure ecstasy as he pushed his way inside. Tony was no slouch in the cock department, nothing like James or my master, but he definitely had a nice one. He rocked on his heals, fucking me slowly, making the experience last.

“Make him cum Tony,” said my Master as he lowered his ass to my face so that I could work my tongue around in his crack. Tony’s cock pressed my prostate with every thrust and soon I was cumming all over my chest and belly. As I shot my load, my ass muscled involuntarily squeezed Tony’s cock; he shoved it in one more time and began cumming.

“Nice job Tony,” came calls from the onlookers. “You turning into a top on us Tony?” was one of the comments from the crowd as Tony sheepishly grinned at me as he pulled out. I lay on the dais spent, more then sated; covered in cum, lube, and sweat, but was too exhausted to get up and go downstairs. I felt myself drift into slumber; I was in that euphoric state between wakefulness and dreams, aware--but not fully of the world around me. I drifted deeper and then stirred as I detected movement nearby.

I heard bits and pieces of conversations near by me. Mostly comments about I deserved to sleep, and that it had been a long time since anyone had taken the entire party. I smiled in my sleep at that. I half woke to the feeling of being moved. I was cradled in strong arms and gently lifted from the dais. I looked up--it was my master. I looked around everyone was gone.

“I can walk,” I asked, temporarily forgetting my place. ?

“Shush,” was his response, so I rested my head against his chest and relaxed. He continued carrying me out the door and down the stairs to the locker room. We showered together, his normally calloused hands where gentle as he soaped my body. I winced in pain as he cleansed my ass. “Sorry buddy--comes with the territory.” I knew that my ass would be out of sorts for a day or two, but it was well worth it.

“I might as well let you know now, the members were very impressed with you and have decided to promote you to full-membership at the next gathering,” he tried to put on a happy face, but even in my present state I could tell he was holding something back. “No one has ever enticed Tony into topping, you really are something special.” He must have understood my facial expressions because he changed the subject quickly. “Let’s get you home,” he said as he led me out of the room with his arm on my shoulder.

“Home” to my surprise was his place. It was the penthouse condo along the waterfront. The sun was just coming up as he showed me inside. The windows had no curtains and faced the broad expanse of the Puget Sound: the Olympics were in dark jagged contrast to the soft forms and colors of the sunrise. He led me to his bedroom and began undressing me. The windows in his bedroom had no curtains either and looked on the same vistas as the living room. We undressed and got in bed watching the sun come up. I fell asleep in his arms.

I awoke alone, my head fuzzy and not comprehending where I was. I looked around and the memories of the night before flooded back, it seemed so long ago. Something about the room seemed different then it had this morning, it took a minute before I realized that the windows where now an opaque milky white. I heard shower sounds coming from my right, and got up to explore.

Steven’s bathroom was grand. A white and gold Japanese screen surrounded the toilet area. A marble counter held two thick, heavy stainless steel basins that seemed to only be setting on top, with waterfall style faucets set into the wall-to-wall mirror. Two long towel holders came up from the floor, these I found to my delight where ingeniously heated to warm the room and towels. The towel holders flanked a sunken hot tub connected to a stand-alone shower area. My master was in the shower washing his hair, unaware of my presence. I carefully used the toilet, my ass was going to be tender for a little while longer, but it was not nearly as bad as I thought that it would be.

He heard me and asked, “Would you care to join me?” I stepped into the shower area and was delighted to find three showerheads. The main one was a waterfall coming from above my head, and the other two were strategically placed to either side a little lower then waist high and angled to hit all the right spots. I aimed my ass at one of the side showerheads and we began kissing as the water poured over us.

“I want you to fuck me,” I said.

Without a word he turned me around and began a slow penetration. He used no lube and was not wearing a condom. It hurt at first but after I squeezed his cock a little, I loosened up and then found pure pleasure. When he was all the way in he whispered in my ear, “I want you to come and live with me.” I was in shock; did he really say what I thought I heard him say? The master slave thing was a fun game, but this did not sound like part of a game.

“I don’t want an answer right away, let me know next Saturday at the next gathering. If you need more time, let me know. I just wanted you to know how I feel.” My wits were spinning; we had only just met and this man was asking me to live with him! Today was Sunday; I had less then a week to decide the possible rest of my life. I rode his cock while he jacked mine, the water pouring over us, and I was happy. I wanted more then anything to please him and just say yes to his question, but I knew that I needed to think about my answer.

I wanted more than anything to feel him cumming in my ass, and that is what answered the question for me--this man loved me. Sure, he didn’t say the words but he was taking an awful risk in two ways--first, he had his cock in my ass without a condom on, and second, he wants me to be with him. I was not worried about giving him anything from our un-safe contact, I was clean; and I felt reasonable sure that he felt that he was clean. He continued to fuck me and jack my cock in perfect rhythm to his fucking. When I reached the point of no return, my ass muscles tensed around his plunging cock as I shot my load on the floor of the shower. Several more strokes from his cock and he pulled out and shot his load on my back and butt.

We finished our shower in silent mutual caresses. I searched his eyes in between kisses for signs of doubt as to my impending answer, but found none. In fact the longer that we stared into each other’s eyes, the more I felt that he could read me like an open book, and knew what my answer was going to be. We spent the rest of the day lounging and fucking, and then we parted company sated and happy. As I walked home, I made up my mind to give him my answer on Wednesday.

We didn’t talk or see each other again until that Wednesday. I walked into his office at the club unannounced, “My answer is, I think that I love you, and that YES I want to come and live with you!” I blurted it all out at once not thinking that I would have the nerve if I waited. The surprised look on his face was my sweet reward. He kissed me with the office doors shut and sucked my cock till I shot my load down his throat.

“I’ll have a surprise for you on Saturday when we announce to everyone your promotion and our domestic arrangement.” He had a playfully evil look in his eye as he said this. “Till then, not a word,” he said holding a finger to his lips.

“Fuck me,” was all I said.

Soon my ankles were wrapped around his neck as he fucked me with his naked cock. I’m sure that some of the people in the other offices heard me moaning and his dirty talk, but they knew better than to disturb the office when the doors where closed. His lovemaking this time was different, steady long strokes. He would pull all the way out once in a while and then ram it back in. I pulled on my cock as I moaned in intense pleasure, our eyes never lost contact. He soon started sweating and breathing very hard, I knew that he would come soon. I moved my legs around his waist and held him there when he started cumming.

I felt the warmth of his cum as he pumped it into my ass, the thought of him cumming in my ass, unprotected, made me cum too. We kissed and he whispered, “I think I love you too!”