The Initiate by Novus Homo
Standard Disclaimer: This note is for government types who have probably never had sex in their lives. This is a work of erotic gay fiction. Any resemblance to any real person, place, thing or event is entirely coincidental. Persons who are offended by gays, gay sex or erotica should leave NOW. Homophobic neo-Nazis should wonder why they are reading this, leave NOW, and then jump off a bridge and embrace an octopus. If you're looking for light Anas Nin-type erotica should also leave, because if you read this you're probably going to have a heart attack. Don't say I didn't warn you. Persons who are under 18 or whatever legal age is in your jurisdiction should also leave. (Personal thought: I couldn't care less how old you are. If you're under 18 and exploring your sexuality, THERE IS NO BETTER TIME. GO FOR IT. The law, however, requires me to put this ponderous piece of verbiage in.) This work is (C) 1996 by Novus Homo (a pseudonym). Comments, suggestions, and honest criticisms should be sent to ganymede@hotmail.com . Flames will be either ignored or met with a tart and wounding reply.
N.B. All activity in this story is consensual.
Now then...
The Initiate by Novus Homo
The initiate was muscular and tall, with black hair. He was clean shaven, and wearing levi's and a loose-fitting shirt. He wore a band of duct tape around his eyes as a blindfold, and also around his wrists. The men who were leading him forward were naked, similarly muscular, and blonde. Unable to see, he stumbled forward under their guidance, into the clearing. Ten other men, naked, sat around, stroking their cocks or their neighbours'. A fire was built in the middle of the clearing, which was surrounded by evergreen trees. It was a sultry
August night.
All twelve of the naked men had a gold ring through their left nipple and a brand in the shape of the Greek letter lambda on their right pectorals. They were members of a secret society, devoted to the enjoyment of the male body. The clothed and bound man would be initiated tonight.
The blonde men had him standing between two trees. One of the men had a Swiss Army knife, with which he cut the tape binding the man's wrists. He made no attempt to escape. They lifted his arms so that his wrists would be near the crotch of the trees, then used the ropes that had been draped around the trees for this purpose to bind his wrists securely, stretching his arms upwards. They then kicked his legs apart and likewise bound them to the trees' bases. Thus bound, he was incapable of escape.
An imposing, muscular man, the leader of the group, stepped forward, around the fire, to stand in front of the initiate.
"Kevin James Phillips."
"Yes?"
"Do you wish to become a member of the Society?"
"I do."
"Then repeat the oath of allegiance after me."
The leader recited the oath, and Kevin repeated every part.
"I, Kevin James Phillips - being in full possession of my faculties - and with a pure heart and spirit - do solemnly swear - in the presence of the spirit of the Earth - and of my fellow men - that once my initiation be complete - I shall serve as a member of the Society - offering my body to my fellow members - and sharing of their bodies - without let or hindrance - until such time as I shall resign amicably or die.
"Very well," quoth the leader. "Then let the initiation begin."
A man sitting at the end of one of the benches struck a gong. The crash frighten ed off the birds of the night. The blonde keepers walked behind him and seized his shirt, ripping it off him. They then undid his belt, took hold of the corners of
his jeans, and ripped them off as well. They finally ripped off his boxer shorts, liberating his seven-inch cock, which started, like his nipples, to harden in the breeze. The keepers took the pile of clothing and cast it into the fire, where the clothes caught fire and were destroyed. There was no going back.
The first keeper brought out a sturdy table bearing a silver needle, a gold ring, a crystal chalice, a lash, an iron brand in the shape of a lambda, a flask of oil, a razor and shaving cream, a bucket of water, and a steel cock ring. The second keeper took Kevin's hardening cock in his hand and fitted the cock ring over the head and onto the shaft. Kevin's cock swelled to full erection.
"Kevin James Phillips," said the leader, "you will now undergo the initiation to which we all have submitted. You will be cleansed and take the libations with us, then be lashed, ringed and branded."
The first keeper soaped up Kevin's arm pits, his pubes, and the triangle on his chest with the shaving soap, then shaved him bare using the razor they had brought. When he was completely smooth, the second keeper took some olive oil in his hand and started to rub Kevin's body with it. He started with the arms, then moved on to the neck and head, shoulders, chest, nipples, torso, buttocks, and legs, then finally rubbed the oil on Kevin's balls and cock. The oiled, shaved youth shone in the firelight.
Then the chalice was passed around. Starting with the first keeper, then moving around the circle back to the second keeper, each man in the circle jerked off into the chalice, their jism mingling. Finally, holding the chalice in one hand, the second keeper masturbated Kevin into the chalice. His cum mixed with the others.
"Drink, as we have drunk, Kevin," said the keeper. Kevin opened his mouth and the keeper lifted the chalice to Kevin's lips. Almost a litre of cum entered his mouth, as he frantically swallowed to keep from drowning. He finally downed the musky semen.
Then the next phase of the ritual began. The first keeper picked up the lash and started to beat Kevin slowly, so he felt it, not so he was hurt. The lash stung, for Kevin drew in breath with each lash, but it did not raise welts. The lash moved down, striking his abs, and then his cock. He felt that more, and jerked back and forth with each stroke. The second keeper took the lash and started to beat Kevin's tanned buttocks. Kevin leaned forward slightly to minimize the pain. His hard cock jutted up, the cock ring biting into it.
The lash was replaced on the table and the first keeper took the silver needle. He held it in the fire for some seconds to sterilize it, then held it over Kevin's pecs. He pressed it against the strawberry-coloured left nipple. Kevin gasped with the prick, then clenched his jaw as the needle went through. When it pierced the lower side, Kevin could help it no longer and he screamed in pain. The needle was withdrawn and Kevin sobbed. A thin rivulet of blood coursed down his pec. The second keeper took the ring and threaded the thin gold clasp through the hole in Kevin's nipple, then clasped it tight. Kevin had been ringed. He was left alone to recover for some minutes.
The worst was yet to come.
The first nude keeper took the brand and placed it in the fire. It started to glow red-hot after some minutes, and he took it out of the flame. After it had turned black again, he pressed it into Kevin's muscular pectoral.
This was more than he could stand. He shrieked so loud it could have been heard ten miles away, and all his muscles tensed, then went limp as he fainted. The keeper put down the brand - it had only been in contact with Kevin's skin for half a second. They let the wound cool for a minute or so, then rubbed soothing aloe on the wound to take out the fire. Then they undid the rope and lowered the unconscious youth gently to the forest floor.
He came to minutes, hours, days, millenia later - he had no way of knowing.
"Congratulations, Kevin. You are now a full member of our society. Partake of our delights."
That was the magic word. Each man went at his neighbour or neighbours full throttle. Kevin was a topic of attention. His keepers and another guy whom he had met earlier went at him. As the guy (named Steve) started to suck his hardening cock, Kevin went down on the first keeper, Jason. Jason started to suck Mike, the second keeper, who in turn oralized Steve. The four guys sucked each other in harmony in what can best be described as a 138.
Kevin looked up briefly and saw similar scenes repeated all around the fire. Men were sucking each other, fucking, jerking each other off, rimming, pinching each others' tits. The orgy continued long into the night, as Kevin came at least six times. When he returned to the city, he was exhausted, but felt better than he ever had before in his life.