The Underground, Part II All of them advanced and got into various positions on the bed. Steven got onto his knees at the foot of the bed, ready to stick his cock back into me, Eric straddled my crotch and got ready for me to stick my cock back into him, and Steven straddled my chest, aiming his cock at my mouth. Eric and Steven shared the lube, readying themselves. Steven stuck himself into me, and my ass muscles relaxed. My cock entered Eric's hot hole and I felt his sphincter squeeze it a few times. Then, Sam stuck his cock into my mouth and moved slowly in and out. All three of them moved, the four of us probably looking like some bizarre living contraption. Eric sped up a little, as did Steven and Sam. I knew that this time, once I felt the tremors, I wouldn't be able to hold back. My body would override my willpower. I ran my hand over Sam's chest, since his was the only one within reach. He looked down at me and smiled. "Feels great," he mouthed. I smiled. He ran a hand across my cheek. I'd never even fantasized about having sex with more than one man before, let alone 3!! Eric squeezed my cock a couple more times with his ass, almost as if he wanted me to cum right there. I felt a slight tremor. I would be cumming within five minutes. The clock had been set and was now ticking. Steven slammed my ass a few times. I was beginning to think that this was their encouragement that I would be "allowed" to cum soon. Sam began to hand-masturbate his cock while I sucked on it. Sam moved aside so that I could now fully see Eric. Sam's cock was still in my mouth, but he was now at my left side. I heard a moan from Steven. His moans got loader. "Unnngghh!!" I felt his load splash into me. "Do it, Daddy," I whispered. Steven shuddered as he filled me with his last few drops. He stayed inside me, hard as a rock, and then Eric began to moan. A second later, my chest and belly were coated with Eric's juice. I felt a huge tremor within. Sam must've sensed it, and he pumped his cock harder into my mouth and soon filled it with that sweet stuff that I'd wanted so damn badly. It was so good! Addictive. I already wanted more. I swallowed it, and licked his cock for any stray fluid. I felt another tremor. This was it. I was near the edge. I wouldn't be able hold back, now. I looked up at all of them, their handsome faces and gorgeous bodies turning me on even more. "Now?" I whispered. They all nodded slowly. I sat up and they clustered around me. I held my cock and only moved my hand over it a few times. Then it happened. Each of them placed an arm on my body, to steady me. What I felt in those next few seconds is something that I'll never be able to forget! "Unnnggghh!!!!" I cried out. Every muscle in my mid-region tightened. My cock began to spurt. The first one felt so good! The second one felt even better! The following contractions sent shock waves through me that felt so good, I can't even describe it with words. It felt like hours were going by. I felt a mouth close around my cock, taking the last few spurts of cum. I glanced down and saw that it was Sam. I smiled and let the aftershocks move through me. I shivered once, as the last aftershock passed. All of them steadied me, and we had a kind of group hug. I felt each of them planting kisses on various places on my body. After several minutes of silence, one of them spoke up. "Want us to clean you up?" It took me a minute to realize that it was Steven who spoke. I nodded. Boy, was I exhausted! I felt them all carrying me across the room to the shower area where Eric and I had bathed earlier. They carefully set me down, but supported me, as I was too weak to stand. The water felt really nice. I just closed my eyes and relaxed. One of them lathered up my hair, while the other two gently washed my body. I relaxed so much that I felt myself urinating. Normally I would've been embarrassed and would never dream of doing this in the shower, but I didn't care. And I was sure the others wouldn't mind. After the water was shut off and they began to dry me off, I began to lose consciousness. I could hear snips of conversation. Steven: "What do we do now?" Eric: "Should we take him home? He can't drive himself." Sam: "Let's get him back to the bed ... he needs rest." Eric: "Maybe we should ask him what he wants us to do?" Steven: "Eric, he's worn out, he probably can't even hear us." The next thing I was aware of, and at that only partially, was being laid down. More snips of conversation. Eric: "We can't just leave him here!" Steven: "We know that, Eric." Sam: "I'm going to try and ask him. He deserves that much, at least." I don't know if I was responding directly to a question, but I mouthed the word "home." I felt myself slipping into sleep. I could see Sam, now becoming blurry. I weakly clasped his hand. "Sam ...," I managed to say. "I ... love ... y ..." I never finished the sentence. *** The next thing I was aware of was waking up to a dark room. I felt rested, but was still tired. I sat up and looked around. I saw a window. It was familiar. I realized I was at home in my apartment, which I'd moved into just a few weeks before. It was still dark outside. "Don't tell me I _dreamed_ all that!" I muttered. I turned around and was startled. I wasn't alone in my bed. Sam was there, awake, and smiling at me. "Hello, beautiful," he said, running his hand through my hair. "We brought you home afterward. I wanted to stay behind and make sure that you were all right. I hope you don't mind." "Hey, you guys are always welcome here, Sam. _Especially_ you. Will you stay the rest of the night? Please?" He grinned and kissed me. "Sure. I'm off for the next two days as well. Now, let's get some rest, okay?" I nodded. He pulled me close to his warm body, my face resting on his chest, and we fell asleep together. Over the next few weeks, Sam, Eric, and Steven became my three best friends. Sam and I began to see each other more, we became lovers, and soon he moved in and were inseparable. They explained that there were many more in the Underground, most of them being hairy, but a few smooth guys were members as well, helping out with "events" like the one I had been part of. This had been going on for several years. They told me that the room I'd been led to was actually a large, unused storage area. The reason I'd had to punch the code in at the first door and then run down the hall and punch it in at that end was because it was only a temporary pass-code. If I had been in that hall at the wrong time, the motion detectors would've set off an alarm and the proverbial "jig" would've been up. They also explained how I magically wound up in that bedroom just before Steven came in wearing the business suit. The warehouse held many unused props and set-pieces, as well as several wild walls, which were fake rooms that could be very easily put together. Which is how the "bedroom" came to be around me, as well as the four curtains. Sam told me that my assistance was required to initiate a new fur-lover into the club. He told me to get close enough to the guy to see his locker combination. My job would then be to place an invitation, much like the one I had received, into his locker. I envied that guy (whose name was Joe), for I thought of my intense orgasm. He sure would have fun. As I slyly looked over Joe's shoulder, I got his combination and then moved away and sat down. He stripped down to his shorts, took his towel, and headed towards the showers. As he turned, I noticed that Joe's right nipple was pierced, with a small silver ring. He'd be perfect for Eric, I thought. The End
