The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

Chapter 106

Friday afternoon Jeremy arrived with the other models. We offered to meet him at the airport, but he said they had a bus to take them all to the hotel so we arranged to meet at Holiday Inn downtown while leaving Blake and Cory with Alex, Kyle and Colin.

"Hey dude! Long time no see," J.P. said as we met Jeremy in the lobby with an equally hot friend of his named Malcolm. My mind wondered if we might be able to change him in to Malcolm XXX by the time he left. He was at least as tall as Jeremy at 6'2", making the three of us look very short in comparison. I should start wearing those shoes like you see in 70's disco movies with 4 inch soles or something. At least then I'd be almost the same height. I'm just not wearing bell bottoms. He hugged us and I felt my body react. The part of my body that reacts to all cute guys.

He took us up to his room to meet some of the other models and I had to admit, if there was one place to hang out it was there, with male models, although I somehow wondered if I'd get anything done other than sex. They were all so hot I almost stripped and offered myself up as dinner.

"If any of the guys are gay or gay friendly, we could head to the Slam'r tonight. We can host a VIP party for everyone," Jason offered.

"What's the Slam'r?" Malcolm asked.

"It's the local gay night club. It's always packed on a weekend and if you like good music, great drinks and for some, hot guys, then this is where you want to be."

"Sure. I think all the guys are comfortable around gay guys. At least 6 of us are openly gay anyway and at probably more than half enjoy the benefits of gay friends," Jeremy explained. "What time would we leave?"

"Say 11. I'll make sure to have space set aside in the VIP area."

"What time is the fashion show tomorrow?" I asked.

"It's an afternoon show that starts at 2pm. They want everyone there three hours ahead for fitting adjustments, rehearsal and makeup. But they said we have to make sure our bodies are smooth from neck to knees. They don't want stray hairs taking away from the clothes," Jeremy explained. "So we'll help each other shave first. We kinda get used to that."

"We're pretty smooth anyway. Do you that here before you leave?" I asked.

"Usually. It's easier than backstage or in the bathrooms there."

Half the guys went out to dinner and almost all 20 indicated that they would be joining us at the club. With so many hot guys as my entourage, I was going to be popular for sure. I would be the talk of the city...I could already feel my ass tingling with excitement and my dick straining my pants in anticipation. I might not have enough energy left to do a fashion show.

We were going to go home and change, but the models offered us some of their clothes to wear. Even though they were only in town for a night, they had packed like they were going to be gone for a week or longer. We dressed in Jeremy's room and got to see several of the guys naked as they ran around trying to find the best outfits. I almost wondered if we needed to go to the club. I would have been happy hanging out in the hotel. I felt this is what it must be like to be in a frat house. Jeremy strolled into the bathroom naked and took a pee as I was doing my hair. He had already trimmed his pubes and his balls looked smooth. I couldn't help but watch as he pulled his foreskin back and let flow. He glanced at me through the mirror and smiled.

"You're gonna want to wipe that drool off your mouth before we go out. I promise that you can have my dick before the night is out."

"Busted!" I laughed "And I am NOT drooling. I was getting saliva ready for the blowjob. Won't Malcolm mind if we fool around?"

"Malcolm? Nah, we're just friends with benefits. I'm not with anyone at the moment. School and travelling take up too much of my time to have a serious boyfriend right now. I still get horny though, so hopefully we can have some fun later. Maybe I can have a triple scoop of fun tonight."

"Subtle. Real subtle. I'll bend over right now if you want a quick ride, or maybe I can work that ass a bit and help you with your goal of becoming more versatile."

"Later, I promise."

"Are you sure? I can take you out into the bedroom for a quick fuck while the others are getting ready. If you're shy, we can do it under the covers," I grinned.

"Not shy at all. Just don't want to make everyone jealous and start a mass orgy. Even the straight boys will want some of this cock."

"Dream on. You're cute but straight boys don't give it up that easy. We'll have to stop and buy rope and duct tape on the way home if we want them to join in," I laughed as one of the other models strolled in. He stepped up beside Jeremy and whipped his dick out to pee.

"Hell, I'm just gonna stand here all night. This seems to be the best show in town," I grinned as I watched him pee.

"Uh oh, looks like Jeremy is gonna get laid tonight," the guy said.

"You too if you keep waving that cock around," I acknowledged.

"Thanks, but I'm straight," he smiled as he shook his dick and put it away.

"That's okay, we were just talking about using rope and duct tape on the straight boys so they could join us," I smiled.

"Kinky. Get me drunk enough and I might be up for that," he said as he swatted Jeremy on the ass and left.

"Holy shit! I was just kidding but maybe we're on to something here. What's his name, and more importantly what's he drink?"

"That's Caleb and I have no idea what he drinks, but he plays when he's horny, so he's not as straight as he claims. I've boned him a few times when he's been drunk."

My dick was becoming way to excited to stay in the bathroom any longer. I needed to put ice down my pants and go get dressed. I was breaking out in a sweat and in my head, the orgy had already begun. I had ordered a couple limousines to take us to the club and when we strolled downstairs looking so god damn hot, people were taking pictures of us. Okay, I was taking the pictures, but we really were hot. The two that looked like me were the hottest for sure.

As we pulled up at the club, the Valet greeted the limo and we walked in past the crowd. Since there were so many of us, we created quite a stir as we slipped quickly past those paying and showing I.D. Our entourage made its way up to `Here' and were shown to a section set aside for us. Mason was going to be our waiter and if we hadn't been with a bunch of straight boys, I might have stripped him and thrown him on the table before we ordered our first drink. I was so horny that it felt like an animal lust building inside me. Fortunately I was inside the zoo where I could quickly get rid of that built up frenzy. It still didn't stop me from wanting Mason's 9½ inches. I could see from the tight briefs that he dressed left and was partially happy to see us. That's how the boy makes incredible tips. Even the straight models would be checking him out. Jeremy, Malcolm, and now Caleb, were all on my to do list, and hopefully more of the 20 models would be added as the night went on. We explained the club to the guys and where things were located.

"So do you guys come here often?" One of the models asked. "Is that how you get VIP treatment like this?"

"Yeah," Jason grinned. "Plus it helps that we own the place."

"You own this whole club?" Caleb asked as each gave our drink orders to Mason.

"Yep, so if you need something just ask. For the horny gay guys, there's a play area in the basement called the `Cell'r'. You can have all the sex you want down there. For the straight boys, we have drinks, awesome music and a light show unlike any other club. Plus you'll find a lot of women on the main dance floor. They feel comfortable here as guys don't hit on them, but it doesn't stop them from hitting on you. If you want to get laid, just be sexy and they'll come to you," Jason said subtly.

I knew what he meant. Lots of girls had approached us in the past and tried to get us to switch teams. No doubt these models would face the same thing, probably from me mostly. Our first round of drinks arrived as well as couple bottles of Sambuca and a shitload of shot glasses. Jesus, at 20 bucks a drink, this was going to be one expensive night. Each round for was going to be over $400. I should probably go to the ATM or check the limit left on my unlimited credit card.

As we toasted to pretty much anything we could think of, the alcohol flowed quickly. A few of the guys headed to the dance floor, or to check out the club, but the majority stayed with us. I noticed one model staring intently behind us, so I turned to see what had caught his eye, and smiled. The group next to us had Wade naked lying on the table as a couple guys did shots out of his belly button and another guy licked his hard cock.

"Is that the waiter?" The model asked.

"Yeah, that's Wade. He makes lots of tips providing good service to his customers."

"Is that legal?" the guy asked.

"Of course. Wade is free to say no, but if he entertains his customers, he knows he'll get lots of appreciation at the end of the night. Mason is the same. But of course with Mason, he has a different feature that gay guys like." As he stood close to me, I pulled down the front of his underwear as he placed a few drinks down. He didn't even blink as I pulled out his big cock and hefty balls for the guys to see. "Mason is 9½ inches and he knows how to use it. Not much fun if you're a straight boy, but plenty to entertain you if you're gay." I stroked it a few times and plumped up his balls for those that were watching. Straight boys looked away, gay or bi-curious boys watched as Mason inflated in my hands. Just before he was fully hard, I tucked it back in his shorts and made sure to adjust it nicely. He kept growing and there was no doubt he had sparked some interest and gotten a few guys excited. I looked at Mason and licked my lips seductively. Why the hell had we brought straight boys with us. I wanted to perfect my craft as a pole dancer and Mason had the perfect pole to swing on.

"Do you think he'd come back to the hotel with us tonight? Jeremy asked after Mason walked away to get more drinks.

"I dunno. What he does outside the club is up to him. Feel free to ask and see what he says," I smiled as we had another couple shots. I had never heard of any of the waiters going home with the clients from `Here' but then it wasn't any of our business who they dated or fucked. I would be thrilled if Mason came with us, but I could see him anytime.

"Let's head for the dance floor guys," I suggested after our current round of drinks were done. "If you really wanna promote the show tomorrow, leave your clothes here and let's go down in just our underwear and shoes."

"What about our stuff?" One of the models asked.

"Mason will watch it all. It's safe in here," I smiled. The guys didn't hesitate to strip and with bodies like theirs why would they. We made our way downstairs in just our shorts and I'm sure half the club thought we were the go-go dancers for the night as I had more people slap my ass than usual. While the guys made their way over to the main dance floor, I stopped by the DJ booth for a request. I had the perfect song for them. He agreed and queued it up. Once we were all on the floor, he not only played my song, but he changed the lighting to focus on us. THAT I hadn't requested.

The Will.I.am and Britney Spears song `Scream and Shout' pumped out of the sound system. Perfect tune!

`When you hear this in the club, you gotta turn the shit up...When we up in the club, all eyes on us...'

Yeah, all eyes on us for sure! All eyes on us!

`See the boys in the club, they watching us... Everybody in the club, all eyes on us...I wanna scream and shout and let it all out...rocking with Will.I.Am and Britney, BITCH'

I liked screaming the `Britney bitch' part.

`Bring the action!' I so agree with that...bring the action, BITCH! You gotta turn this shit up and I'll let it all out...or I'll let theirs out. Someone's is coming out, one way or another.

The most perfect song for the club EVER. All eyes on me...okay, on us, but mainly me. With the lighting enhancing us, it really did feel like all eyes were on us. Once the song was over, I was so pumped I would have done all the models right there in the middle of the dance floor. My hand brushed against a few of them as we danced and I had slid my hand into the back of Jeremy's shorts at least once and tapped his ass to get him charged up. The next song up was Sam and the Womp with Bom Bom'. The adrenaline was flowing now, so we all stayed and danced to it, followed by Ke$ha's Die Young'. I was having the best night ever! But I don't wanna die young...just saying. I certainly was gonna make the most of the night as if I were gonna die young though. `Looking for some trouble tonight. Take my hand I'll show you the wild side...Like it's the last night of our lives. We'll keep dancing till we die...' Hells yeah! Except for whole dying part...still not a fan.

We kept dancing. Then the DJ played the remix of Justin Beiber's `Beauty and a Beat.' I guess he wanted to clear the dance floor and get guys to the bars for a drink. It worked. Bieber may still have his nuts despite a recent plot, but it always sounded like they hadn't dropped yet. He is getting cuter as he gets older though, although he was screwing it up with so many tattoos. He was on my to do list anyway. I have to admit it's a pretty big list. I recently added Blake Michaels, Lucas Cruikshank, Dylan Minnette, Ross Lynch and Drew Roy. I either need a shorter list or more dicks.

We all headed back upstairs where Mason had refreshed our drinks. None of the guys redressed and just sat there in their underwear. As I looked around at how hot they all were, I wondered how I would ever get them all done in one night. No, that's not what I meant. I meant how would I ever keep myself under control during the fashion show. I might have to tuck my dick and stuff it up my own ass or something. Maybe using some of that duct tape would hold it in place. I was already half hard just sitting there looking at them all hot and sweaty. J.P. and Jason looked just as horny, or maybe I was just imagining it as I looked through my testosterone filled eyes.

We kept Mason busy with drinks and flirting, and I wasn't the only one that groped him as the night progressed. I added more people to my list and by my count at least half the models were in the runnin' for some Justin lovin'. It could easily be a gay-mazing night. The guys loved the club and several of the models found someone to hook up with. Some found guys, others found girls and one by one they left until we were down to way less than half what we started with. Caleb was still hanging with us, which meant we were going to need the duct tape and rope as he was already pretty loaded. I made a point of going to the bathroom at the same time he did and watched him pee. I wanted that cock and perhaps the fact that he was a straight boy made him more interesting. To see if he was ready for some fun, I reached over as soon as he finished and pretended to be super drunk. I grabbed hold and shook it for him and smiled. He never flinched or tried to move away which I half expected him to.

"Thought I'd help. I thought I'd save you the embarrassment of being accused of playing with it. The last time you shook it, you did it way more than necessary, and as we all know, more than three times is playing with it," I grinned trying to sound like it wasn't a big deal.

"Thanks," he grinned as he stuffed it back in his pants. I couldn't be sure, but I think he grew a little at my touch. Wishful thinking maybe. I made sure he had several more shots before we left for the night. We all went back to my place since we figured we'd have more space, and privacy, than in the hotel room. We picked the connecting spare rooms as to not disturb anyone. Five of the models came back with us including Caleb, and to my delight Mason also joined us. I couldn't wait to bounce on that huge dick. Maybe it was the gigantic tip he got that swayed him, or perhaps guilted him into coming, but whatever the reason, I was thrilled that he was along. As the guys cleaned up in the bathroom, I went to check on Blake and Cory, but they weren't in either bedroom. I looked in on Kyle and smiled as I saw both boys in bed with him lying on either side. It was so cute that I took a few pictures with my phone to remember it by. I peeked under the covers to see if perhaps they had blackmailed Kyle into sex, but all of them were in their underwear. I secretly wished it was me lying in the middle as the boys looked so peaceful and happy. I left quietly and headed back to the action bedroom. I stripped to down to my shorts and went into the bathroom where Malcolm, Jeremy and Jason were already in the shower together. So nice to see new friends helping each other wash the hard to reach places, although why Malcolm was doing Jason's ass with his tongue when we had a perfectly good wash cloth handy...

I dropped the shorts and joined them. The shower is big, but four of in there at once was stretching it a bit. We didn't waste too much time in there and went to the bedroom where J.P. and one of the models were already at it. Caleb was sitting on the edge of the bed in his underwear watching and as the rest of us entered the room, we each picked someone. Since there were 9 of us, I didn't want Caleb to be left out, so I picked him. It's important to be a good host. The rest rolled around on the bed grabbing anything that was free or filling any hole that was empty. I sat beside Caleb.

"So hopefully you had a good night," I smiled.

"Yeah. Awesome club," he said obviously very drunk.

"So am I going to need to tie you down like you said earlier, or can I slip this off and get you more comfortable?" I slipped a finger into the waistband of his underwear and pulled a bit. He moved slightly to ease the resistance. I didn't need to be told twice and dropped to the floor between his legs and pulled his shorts down. He was already shaved smooth and although I had seen his dick twice tonight, this was a whole bunch different. It was going down my throat in a few seconds and hopefully before the night was over we were going to fuck too. Once his shorts were off, I tossed them aside and ran my hands up his slightly hairy legs to his crotch and cupped his balls. They were amazingly smooth and I rolled them gently in my hand. I pulled his hardening penis upright and licked the underside of it. He leaned back and spread his legs wider. This boy was hornier than a goat eating weeds in a meadow...what's that stuff called again? Oh right, horny goat weed. His erection went up faster than gas prices. I wasn't going to give him the opportunity to change his mind, so I swallowed his 7 inches down to the base and sucked on him with full speed. It wasn't about having sex with him, it was about getting a straight boy to blow his load after getting head from a gay guy. I ran my hand under his balls and played with his hole. As soon as I touched his pucker he moaned and I thought I was going to get a mouth full of cum. I snapped my fingers towards the guys on the bed and Jason looked over and smiled as he threw me a bottle of lube. I poured a bit on my finger and rubbed it around Caleb's ass and pressed against it slightly. He lifted up one leg to give me better access and I wondered if he was one of these straight boys that plays with his own ass while he jerks off. I'd met many of them and they all had one thing in common. They loved having their prostate played with and almost always ended up being a bottom. What's with that? You would think that most straight boys would want to be a top if they're doing a guy, but it's the opposite. Maybe the girls they get with don't play with a guy's ass.

I slowly pushed my finger into Caleb's ass that was being offered. He moaned even more and he was so drunk that he didn't tense up at all. I put my other hand on his chest and pushed him backward onto the bed. He lay there enjoying the attention he was getting as I sucked his dick and probed for his prostate. He wasn't going to last long, but I wanted him to at least remember it. I put one leg on my shoulder and sat up a bit to give better access to his ass. He didn't react at all and kept looking at the ceiling. Every part of me was screaming to go for it and who am I to argue with common sense screaming from inside me. I lifted his other leg onto my shoulder as I kept going. I fingered more lube into his hole and coated my dick. I stood up until my cock was at his hole and leaned forward, and without giving him a chance to react, I pushed my cock halfway in. He jumped and placed his hand on my leg to get me to pause, but made absolutely no attempt to push me away. I took hold of his cock and stroked him a bit, which always helped a guy relax. As he focused on the feeling of the handjob, I slowly pushed the rest of the way inside and climbed on the bed on top of him. I leaned forward and moved his knees back towards his head, folding him in half. He had his eyes closed so I moved down to look at his beautiful face. We had come this far, so I just kept going. I moved my lips to his and as soon as we touched, he turned his head away. Another straight boy phobia. They have no problem with blowjobs or fucking, but kissing is just too personal. Unlike a tongue in their ass which of course everyone knows isn't at all personal. Geez. If this is how straight boys think, no wonder politics is so fucked up. We need more gay guys running the country. But I digress. I moved his head back and wrapped my hand over the top of his hair and once again lowered my lips to his and stopped him from moving. My cock slid in and out of his ass as I used my other hand to stroke him between us. I slammed hard and as he gasped at the deep penetration, I shoved my tongue into his mouth and showed him how to kiss a guy. No sloppy wet girl kiss. I man strength kiss. Raw power and lust. As soon as I felt him surrender to it, I went harder in his ass and on his cock as we fused together. He was having trouble breathing and his alcohol breath was probably making me drunker as we kissed. He cried out and I felt him shoot his load all over his chest and stomach. His ass gripped my cock like a vice and I shot deep inside him. I hadn't planned on letting it go that fast, but he was just too fucking awesome to hold it back. The forbidden straight boy was as horny as a 16 year old virgin. I kept pounding him until we both came down from our orgasms. I was hammering his ass so hard that we were shaking the bed violently and had caused a few of the other guys to watch. As soon as Caleb had returned from his post orgasmic blitz, the whole straight boy thing hit him like a ton of bricks and I knew I needed to get out of his ass right away. I pulled out and grabbed his hand to help him up off the bed. We went to the bathroom together without saying a thing. He sat on the toilet and drained the cum out of his ass while I started the shower. We showered together, but he didn't say anything. Also pretty typical of a straight boy who just shot his load.

"I should probably get some sleep. Could I get some water and an aspirin before going to bed? It'll help prevent a hangover in the morning. No point in feeling like shit for the show," Caleb said as we dried off.

"Sure. I'll show you where you can sleep when I get back." I ran downstairs to grab water for him and ran back up. He drank it down with the aspirin and I showed him to Cory's room since it was basically never used anymore when he stayed over. Hell tonight, they weren't even using Blake's room. He thanked me and climbed into bed in his underwear. I wanted to join him but he was making it pretty obvious that he was done playing hide the bratwurst. I went back to the other 8 guys and made sure to jump on every cock I could before they retired for the evening. I slept with Jeremy and Mason in Blake's room and the last I saw, J.P had taken Malcolm and another guy into the other guest room, leaving Jason with a guy he liked. It really felt weird sleeping in Blake's bed with two naked and horny guys. Mason fucked both of us with that monster cock before we fell asleep and I could smell Blake on the pillow. It made me dream of him all night. Of course in my dream he talked like Cory and the two of them wouldn't shut up. By the time I woke up in the morning, I appreciated the quiet Blake, who ironically was standing beside the bed with Cory in their underwear looking at us.

I smiled at them as I opened my eyes. "Hi guys," I whispered. "Sorry, we had to use your bed as we had lots of company last night."

"You guys smell like a bar," Cory said quietly. He came over and lifted up the covers to peek under. I yanked them back off him as the two boys grinned. "Were you guys doing the sex stuff?"

"Shhh, Cory" I said looking at the guys. "That's none of your business."

"That means yes," Cory explained to Blake. "Otherwise he would have said no."

"Looks like you and me are not the only ones doing stuff in your bed," Cory whispered to Blake. I'm pretty sure that was one of his overshares. I seriously gotta remember to buy him that filter for his mouth.

"Okay guys, grab some clothes and go to breakfast or something. We'll be down shortly." They went to get some clean stuff out of Blake's closet and then disappeared.

Once the guys woke up, we got water from the bathroom, took a morning piss and then boned each other quickly back in bed before showering and helping each other shave things. I am pretty good at shaving my own ass and balls, but it's way more fun to do it together. Mason even joined in, although he just had us do his ass and leave him with his shaved pubes. We had to walk naked back to the other room to gather our clothes and woke the rest of the crew up. I stopped in to see Caleb who smiled and said good morning as if nothing had happened last night. I was half a brain cell away from asking him if I could take care of his morning boner, but he didn't seem to be in a horny mood.

After about half an hour, we all met downstairs dressed like the night before. I sat next to Colin who just grinned at me knowingly. I kissed him and made sure he knew he was still number one in my world. We had a small breakfast as no one seemed in the mood for anything greasy like bacon and eggs, so it was coffee, cereal and toast. Cory loved the attention of the older guys and while Blake was cautiously staying at the end of the table, he seemed to enjoy the compliments they were both receiving about how they could totally be models too.

"So can I go and be a model today?" Cory asked.

"This is an underwear show, so you're a bit young for it. But if you want we can show you how to walk a runway like a professional for the next time," Jeremy told him.

"Cool!" Cory said as Jeremy got up and walked to the other side of the room and walked back, stopped, posed and walked from side to side, before turning and walking back.

"Okay your turn," he told Cory. Our young brother got up went to the other side of the room and duplicated what Jeremy had done almost flawlessly. The guys cheered as he finished.

"See, I could so be a model today. I'll prove it." He stripped to his underwear which were more of Blake's designer ones. The guys whistled at him, which just encouraged Cory more. He walked back towards us, posed and walked back. The guys stood up and cheered him. Cory took a bow and called Blake over who to my surprise got up and stripped to his underwear too. Both boys walked our makeshift runway. The models joined them and before long we were having an impromptu fashion show. It was fun, but we had to get going despite Cory's objections and complaints about not being allowed to go.

"Sorry buddy. Adults only for this one. Maybe next time okay?" Jason told him. "You guys be good for Kyle today okay?"

Jason kissed Cory on the forehead and I kissed Blake.

"Thanks for looking after the guys today Kyle," I said to him. He hugged me and gave me a kiss.

"Are you kidding, we're gonna have tons of fun today. Troy texted and said he'd be back soon and Jordan is already on his way. Make sure you get lots of video. I wanna see all your sexy underwear," Kyle said to Colin and Alex who were going to show up later for the main show.

"Yeah we wanna see all the sexy underwear too. Can you buy some for us?" Cory asked.

"Probably not stuff that would fit you, but we'll check," Jason said not wanting to get into a long conversation with Cory. We grabbed the SUV and J.P.'s car and headed to the venue, dropping Mason back at the club on our way, so he could get his car. I thanked him for coming over.

"The thanks is all mine. That was a shitload of fun. Next time you guys are in town look me up, I'll be happy to hang out with you again if you want," he said to the models and then kissed me. "See you soon, boss!" He smiled and closed the door. I was horny again.

We arrived at the show and the organizer gathered us backstage to talk everyone. "This is the first fitting to size outfits properly. It's a quick turnaround back stage for each outfit, so new guys expect to be naked around each other. I know most of you are anyway, but if you're sensitive when being adjusted to fit in your swimwear and underwear, you need to get over it. I can't have you walking the runway with erections. If you think you're going to bone up from being touched, I recommend you head to the bathroom and become less sensitive. In other words, gentlemen, go flog the chicken a half dozen times and let's make sure we do not have a wardrobe malfunction. Most of the guys stuck around and did miscellaneous things. Others seemed to take the organizers advice and disappeared. I was good since we'd drained each other last night. Once we got started, I almost regretted not going to jerk off or play with some of the guys. As each one got naked and started trying things on, they looked so fucking hot that my tingling sensations came back again. I might be walking the runway with 12 inches of hard man meat filling out my underwear for the cameras to see. The paparazzi wouldn't need a zoom lens to see a bulge that giagantic. (Again...my story...my decision on how big my 8½ inch cock is...I meant 12 inches.)

It was a pretty major production backstage and we were sat down for makeup and body oil as well as spray on our ass cheeks that apparently prevented the underwear from moving and sliding into our cracks, although some of the fashions left the guy's ass visible anyway. One of those models had been positioned to walk in front of me. So not fair when you're supposed to be concentrating on the runway. Why couldn't guys with their asses hanging out be placed in front of straight boys? Sadistic I'm telling you, sadistic. This was by far the sexiest fashion show I had ever seen and I was in it. Look out Victoria, I now know your secret. On some of the guys with tattoos, they used the tattoos to complement the best outfit for them and matched things where they could. Guys with big dicks had underwear with bigger pouches and guys with smaller dicks and frames got the skimpier suits. The people helping us dress weren't shy in the least as they adjusted our packages and on more than one occasion a hand went into my underwear and tucked my dick back or pulled it to the side to see the best look. In 95% of the cases, they had us tuck our dicks straight down so that you couldn't make it out except as a round bulge, but on a few guys, they deliberately put it off to the side to make sure you could see it. Fortunately I didn't have one of those outfits.

Jeremy was helpful and practiced with us for the walk, pose and spin. It was probably because he remembered how we did it last time and wanted us to get better. Being triplets, our outfits were always similar to keep us matching, and they used us at the same time for each walk. One time I would go out first, wait at the end to be joined by Jason and J.P. Other times we walked down one behind the other and then spread out when we reached the wider part of the T shaped runway. However they did it, they made sure we were identified as triplets and capitalized on it. The show itself was quite a production, but the one thing I hate is all the lights. The first thing you want to do is put your hand up to block it so you can see who's out there, but you're just supposed to smile and walk as if you can see everyone as easily as they see you. For a few guy's outfits they got sunglasses which was helpful. One of our outfits had that as well as some neckchains and a few wristbands. One of the guys went out wrapped in a fancy towel and when he got to the end he removed it, and turned around several times to show off the skimpiest swim suit I've ever seen. It barely handled his package and his ass was on full show. It looked like he had dental floss in his ass. He walked back dragging the towel behind him and the flashes from the cameras were almost blinding. As soon as he got behind the screen he was pulling off his suit for the next one. I looked at his dick and wondered how he got it all in there. So much for small dick guys getting larger costumes. He walked naked back to the rack and got his next outfit. Now I was REALLY regretting not flogging myself before the show. I could feel my dick straining to get a better look at him, but at the moment it was thankfully constrained in a pair of tight fitting speedos that were painfully uncomfortable. Half these outfits I wouldn't wear at all and wondered who these designers thought people would buy this stuff. You sure wouldn't be allowed in a public pool with some of this swimwear and I don't know many straight boys that would wear the kind of underwear we were showing off. Straight guys underwear was usually boring and pretty ratty a lot of the time. The show lasted a couple hours and then there was a reception afterwards where people could come and talk to us. We were given an outfit to wear that was sexy, but at least comfortable. They asked Jason, J.P. and I to stick close together as people would no doubt want pictures. Colin and Ryan were there at the reception which made us smile.

"We got some good video of the show for you," Colin told us.

"Yeah, you guys looked so fucking sexy. I know at least one triplet who's getting laid tonight," Ryan said looking at J.P.

"Woohoo!" I cheered. "Too bad for you sucka's. Ryan's taking me home tonight!"

"I think he meant me," J.P. chuckled.

"Dream on French boy, I called shotgun," I joked as I put my arm around Ryan.

"Okay, but I get Colin then," J.P. said putting his arm around my husband.

"Nuh uh! We're having a three-way. I didn't get Colin last night, so I have to have him tonight or I get withdrawal symptoms if he doesn't stuff me at least once every 48 hours."

"And that's why I married him. He's such a romantic," Colin laughed.

"When the reception was over, we had to go back and change. I was just about to get out of my swimwear as Jeremy bumped my arm and nodded at me to follow him. We went into a secluded back area and he stepped up against me and kissed me.

"Thanks for being here today. You guys were a big hit. The organizers thanked me for getting you involved."

"It was actually fun. Intense, but fun."

Jeremy slid his hand down my stomach and into my swim suit. As soon as he cupped my package and pulled it into a more comfortable position I almost collapsed against his chest, I was so horny. He kissed my neck and then bent over to lick each nipple as he pressed my back against the wall. He lowered himself and crouched in front of me as he pulled my swimwear off. Without waiting, he took my dick into his mouth and gave me one hell of a blowjob. After all the visual stimulation of the day, it didn't take much for the white lava to bubble to the surface and gush down his throat. He stood up and smiled. "Looks like you needed that. Can I fuck you again before we leave?"

Like he needs to ask. I kicked off my swimsuit, turned around and bent over. Jeremy removed his suit and slipped into my hole after wiping some of the oil off my back and rubbing it on his cock. So THAT'S why the oiled us up. I knew it had to have a purpose. As he fucked me, one of the other models strolled up.

"Hey Jer, We're all going out for a bite to eat. Are you in?"

He's definitely in, I thought to myself as I felt his entire 8 inches pounding my ass.

"Sure, I can eat. Good show today, Craig."

"You too. The triplets were a hit. I guess as much backstage as in the show," he said smiling at me. I looked back and grinned. He pulled his dick out and casually stroked it as Jeremy fucked me. Looks like I'm not the only horny one. Jeremy was quick to dump his juice inside me as the two models talked about upcoming shows and what they were looking forward to. As soon as Jeremy pulled out, Craig stepped up and inserted his slightly smaller dick into my ass and fucked me without even asking. It was like I was a store mannequin or something. They just kept talking as he fucked me. Not that I'm complaining or anything. He drained himself in my ass and then thanked me.

"If you're looking for your brothers, they're doing the same thing in the other area just behind us over there," he grinned pointing further backstage. I grabbed my suit off the floor and walked over to find them. They were side by side as naked as I was. J.P. was being fucked by one guy while Jason was fucking someone else.

"Looks like we should come to more of these fashion shows," I grinned as I stepped up beside Jason.

"Or cum in more of these fashion shows," he smiled. I noticed the guy he was fucking was rock hard, so I reached under and stroked him as Jay fucked.

"Is it always like this after a show?" I said to the guy being fucked.

"Sometimes. Depending on the show. Usually when we're away from home, the guys are a little hornier. Even some of the straight boys look for a gay guy to be his cum dump. I have no doubt that several of them are boning in the bathroom right now. It helps relieve the built up pressure from the show," he explained as he stayed bent over the box he was up against.

"Then I definitely should join the travelling show," I laughed. "This seems it would be just my speed."

I saw a guy watching us from a few feet away, stroking his cock through his pants. He didn't look like a model or anything. "I think we have a voyeur." I said softly. The model looked at who I was referring to.

"That's Martin. He's the son of one of the staff. He usually is watching from somewhere." I smiled and walked over to him. He saw me approaching and the look on his face was priceless. A cross between a deer in the headlights and a guy with a laser on him from a sniper rifle. He wasn't sure what to do.

"Hi. Come join us," I said as I grabbed the hard outline in his pants. I'm sure he almost shot off in his pants just from that.

"I can't. I'm not old enough. I'd get the models in a shitload of trouble."

"Oh, sorry. How old are you?" I said letting go of him quickly.

"16"

"That's old enough. God you scared me, I thought you were like 14 or something. Come over and fuck someone if you want. I don't think they'd mind."

"Are you sure? I thought we had to be 18."

"Maybe back where you're from you do, but this is Canada. You only have to be 16 here. So if you can't have sex at home, you might as well get your rocks off while you're legal." I led him over to the guys and popped the top button on his pants as we approached. He looked as nervous as a hostage about to be tortured.

"Are you sure it's legal?"

"Of course. Have I ever lied to you before?"

"I just met you like 10 seconds ago," he smiled.

"Well there you go. Trust me, it's legal. As long as you're 16, you can fuck all you want. Which one would you like?"

"Aren't the three of you identical?" He asked.

"Sure, but I'm the cutest. Jay has a tiny dick and J.P. is just well, he's just a slut."

"You realize that if I have a tiny dick, and we're identical, then you would have a tiny dick as well." Jason said as he continued to bone the model in front of him.

"Right. In that case Jason has a huge monster dick but I'm still the cutest." I lowered the zipper on the boy's pants and lowered them to his knees and pulled out his dick. He was average size and as hard as a lead pipe. I pulled him forward and ran my finger down Jay's crack and slid it into his ass. "Looks like you've already been used today," I commented. "We won't need much lube for this guy. I dropped to my knees and sucked the boy off for a minute to get him well coated in saliva before standing up and putting him behind Jason. I aimed his cock at Jason's hole and pushed the boy inside.

"Now entering the show is a Jason sandwich," I said in my deepest voice trying to sound like an announcer. "Jason is wearing the latest in fully functional 16 year olds. As you can see, Jason also likes to be on top of his game as well. You'll notice how nicely Jason fits his outfits, and even moving around vigorously they stay in place. This outfit cums in white only."

"Don't make me laugh dude, I'll lose my boner," Jason said as he fucked back and forth between the two guys. I ran my hand down the back of the 16 year old and reached between his legs to play with his balls. I felt his cock sliding in and out of Jay and I was just about to go behind him to rim his ass when he shot his load and held onto Jason. He didn't take long and pulled out as soon as he was done.

"Looks like someone was horny," I grinned.

"Yeah. Seeing all these guys running around naked all the time kinda does that to a guy. I wish I lived up here so I could do this more."

"Can't tell you how to live or what to do back home, but seems to me, it's only illegal if you get caught. If you want sex and you both agree and you're old enough to understand what you're doing, you should do it. But I don't know the laws where you're from, you'd have to look into it."

"I have to be 17 to have sex at home, but if the other person is over 18 it can still be considered rape."

I shook my head. More dumbass politicians making stupid ass laws while smoking crack. I swear to...wait...if I don't believe in god, who do I swear to? Hmmm...I swear to the rapidly filling swear jar that I'm going to start the federal department of Common Sense. To those countries that like three letter acronyms on their jackets; that would be the DCS. I could write a whole story about things that would be included in that department. Forget Wikileaks, this would be Justinleaks. Actually, scrap that. That kinda sounds like I need adult diapers. While I was thinking of the stupidity of things someone came up behind me and rubbed my ass. I turned to look and it was Malcolm.

"Looks like you're being left out," he said as he kissed me on the cheek.

"I've been well used already," I assured him.

"Martin, nice to see you finally joining in. Why don't you bend over and let Justin take that ass for a ride. He's got one of the sweetest holes you've ever fucked."

"I thought you didn't have sex," I said smiling at the boy.

"I don't, but Malcolm has kinda been my mentor. He taught me some of the stuff I needed to know, otherwise I wouldn't have had any experience," Martin explained.

"What he's trying to say is that I took his cherry and believe me, it was the ripest one I've ever had. Take a look at this hole." Malcolm pulled Martin's ass cheeks apart and he was as smooth as the rest of us. His pucker was a small pink, almost invisible hole. If it wasn't for the dick hanging down in front, he might have looked like a Ken doll. Malcolm put Martin beside the guy that Jason was finishing up with and held the boys' ass open. I didn't need to be re-invited, so I stepped up and ran my cock up and down his ass until I was hard enough. Malcolm squirted some lube that he had onto my dick and rubbed it around before pushing me against Martin's hole. I positioned my cock and moved forward. I felt like I was trying to push into a sealed balloon. He wasn't giving access at all.

"Tight huh? You'll probably have to slam it in to get passed the entrance, but once you're through, he's worth it."

I pulled back and then slammed forward. I thought I felt the tip of my dick snap off as I punched through his tiny tiny hole. Martin cried out briefly as I speared him and then relaxed. His ass was so tight that I feared my dick might come out as a diamond from all the pressure it was under. That could be my porn name. `Diamond Dick.' His ass was actually so tight that it was painful to fuck him. I had to admit that for the first time in a long time, I didn't enjoy this. He was squeezing my dick so hard that I thought he might be bursting blood vessels in there. I fucked him harder to try and get momentum going in hopes of opening him up. Malcolm stood beside us and jerked Martin off as I fucked. It didn't take long before the boy shot his load and as soon as he did and I felt his ass starting to get even tighter, I pulled out as quickly as I could before being permanently welded in there. As I got the tip of my dick to his sphincter, I worried as it seemed to be stuck, until I grabbed hold of it and pulled back hard and popped out of his hole. My dick ached. I could just imagine going to the Doctor stuck in his ass. That would be one for the record books.

"Tight huh?"

"Beyond tight. I've never felt anything like that," I admitted honestly without being insulting. We all headed back to the changing area and dressed back in our street clothes before heading off to a restaurant for dinner. The group was leaving in a few hours, so we wouldn't have time to have a group orgy or anything. I was okay with it actually as my dick felt squashed flat after fucking Martin. It was a 2D version of my previous 3D anaconda. I wondered if I should get botox on it to help plump it back up. Then I wondered if you could get botox on your balls to get the wrinkles out. Then my mind wandered off to wonder if putting poison into my dick and balls was a good thing or not, which inevitably led me to the poisoned apple of Sleeping Beauty, which of course led me to think about Blake and how much I was missing him. Okay, what the hell is wrong with me? I'm sitting at a table with 20 of the hottest guys anywhere. Male Models, and I'm thinking about my foster son, when I should be thinking about seeing them naked with their legs over their heads. Wow, this growing up thing sucks. Which reminded me that we needed to vacuum the bedrooms and change the sheets on Blake's bed before tonight. Colin put his hand on my lap which refocused me. I put my hand on his and pressed my shoulder against his as we ate. I think I take his energy when I do that because I always feel better when he's close by. Dinner was over quickly and we said our goodbyes and headed home. Jeremy said he'd say hi to `Marvin' for us when he got home, and of course I made him promise to say hi properly and let him know it was really from us. He grinned and promised to say hi a few times.

"Guess what we did today, Justin?" Cory said as Blake and him greeted us at the door dressed in the blue/white jersey and baseball caps of the Vancouver Whitecaps. It kinda gave it away, but I played along.

"Went hunting for Sasquatch?" I said looking at him seriously.

"No! Duh! We went to a soccer game and the Whitecaps won. Plus we got these shirts and baseball caps and mini donuts and beer."

"Beer huh?"

"Yep. All of us had root beer and Alex had regular beer. That stuff is really gross."

"How would you know?"

"They tasted it while I was in the bathroom," Alex smiled looking slightly guilty.

"That'll teach you for taking something that doesn't belong to you."

"Yeah, but the game was awesome. We had those clapper things too and made a lot of noise. Blake was the noisiest."

"That's Blake! He just never shuts up. Always the noisy one of the group," I laughed as I rubbed Blake's head and wrapped my arm around his shoulder. He grinned and stuck his tongue out at me. They looked super cute dressed alike in their Whitecaps gear.

"We also got stuff for the pool too. There's floating chairs, balls, flippers, snorkels, a volleyball set, kickboards and noodles, and we even got a shark too."

"A shark?"

"Yeah, it swims around on its own in the pool and looks like a real shark. Are you gonna come with us tonight? We're going to a midnight showing of `Jack the Giant Slayer'. It's gonna be epic!"

"Epic huh? I'll bet you two fall asleep before the opening credits. I'll join you for sure. But you have to buy the popcorn."

"No way. You're the big brothers, you have to buy it for us," he complained.

"No fair," Jason whined trying to sound like Cory. "We always have to buy the popcorn."

"You're silly. We're going out to play on the trampoline for a while."

The boys ran off and I headed to my room for a nap. If we were going to a midnight movie, I was going to need some sleep. Colin came and lay down with me and we curled up on top of the bed. I fell asleep quickly only to be rudely awakened by two small boys jumping on us.

"Come on Justin, Jason said to wake you up so you could get ready for the movie," Cory said as he lay across me trying to look into my eyes. Blake was sitting on my legs.

"Can't get up...being squashed by midgets," I said in my robot voice. They giggled and jumped on us some more. I reached over to tickle both of them, which got them squealing and they leapt off the bed. Colin and I made our way to the shower together and made out a little before getting properly dressed.

The movie really was epic. The boys stayed wide eyed the whole way through it. It was an adventure movie about Jack and the beanstalk, and filmed similar to Harry Potter or the Lord of the Rings. Nicholas Hoult was Jack and I added him to my list of guys to eventually get into bed. My favorite part of the whole movie was the 10 minute sneak peek of the new Star Trek movie Into Darkness'. I can't wait for that to come out. It had the usual humor with McCoy bitching about running from aliens. Spock quoting his classic line of the needs of the many outweighing the needs of the few or the one', and Scotty bitching about hiding the Enterprise at bottom of the ocean as the saltwater would rust the metal. Classic and epic and boner-rific. I would be first in line for that. Three years between Star Trek movies is just too long. We need another weekly show. Reboot the TV series, or I'll come down to Hollywood and re-boot the paramount people. Nicholas Hoult played a very hot Jack. Hell he could have all my magic seed...beans, I meant beans. I'd definitely let him climb my bean stalk. `Fee fi fo fum, ask not whence the thunder comes!' The boys were chanting that half the way home. I liked the humor they had added in the movie as well, especially when the giants rolled up the pigs and one of the humans in dough to make them look like sausage rolls. Fucking hilarious. I wouldn't mind seeing that again.

Once we got home, the boys were exhausted. "Fee fi fo fum, get your asses up to bed." I chanted.

"That doesn't rhyme," Cory complained. Trust him to mention it. You don't hear Blake pointing out my mistakes.

"Fine. Fee fi fo fum. Get to bed or I'll smack your bum." The two of them giggled and raced upstairs.

By the time we got up to see them, they were both under the covers already. "Did you brush your teeth, boys?" Jason asked.

"No, we're too tired," Cory said trying to wiggle further down the bed.

"Come on. Brush your teeth, take a pee. Things like that. Then you can sleep late if you want to."

He grumbled as they both got out of bed and headed to the bathroom in their underwear and socks. The wearing of socks to bed was new. We didn't ask. They shared the bathroom together and left the door open as usual. They looked like mini frat boys standing at the sink brushing their teeth. So cute, yet they would eventually grow up to be teenagers. Cory as a teenager was a frightening thought. We put them to bed and it was like an event. Everyone said good night to them and I think the boys really liked the attention. As we left the room, I heard Cory say `fee fi fo fum, I want you to..." then he whispered so I couldn't make it out. "...my bum." He finished and they both giggled. Yep, he's gonna be an interesting teenager. He might even be an interesting tween.

Over the weekend I had received several calls from parents who knew Blake. All were concerned about him and said that after the incident he had simply vanished. Child Services had simply severed his life and taken him away. I was seriously pissed off with that. Maybe all those people could have helped him deal with it. One parent even said they would have happily adopted Blake had they known. I didn't want her around trying to take my boy from me. Maybe I'd leave her off the list. One mother mentioned that it was their house that Blake was sleeping at the night of the fire, and they were badly shaken up by it. They hadn't known anything until they went to take Blake home and saw the aftermath. The police had thought the entire family had perished. She was so emotional that I almost wished that we were talking in person so I could hug her, she sounded like she needed it. She said that her own son, Aiden was upset that he'd lost his best friend as Blake had vanished after that night. I asked if she thought they might like to get together again for a visit and she said only if Blake could stay in touch as she didn't think either boy could handle being pulled apart again. I told her that the best that I could promise was that as long as Blake was with us, we would make sure they could visit and if someone else adopted him, that we would do our best to ensure they let the boys stay in contact. That seemed to please her, but she wanted to check with Aiden and her husband first and I figured we should check with Blake too, although from his list, I was sure I knew the answer.

I found him in the kitchen almost inside one of the cupboards rooting around, only his little bum was sticking out of it. "Blake buddy, would you like to see one of your friends again? I found Aiden if you'd like him to come over." He stopped moving inside the cupboard and backed slowly out. I had no idea what he was doing in there until he turned around and I saw the chocolate all over his face. If there was ever a guilty look, this was it. No way in hell I could control myself as he looked at me with those big eyes as if he were trying to figure a way out of the situation. To say I snorted a laugh might have been an understatement. It was just so funny that I howled. He was inside the cupboard eating chocolate and had got caught. The kid with his hand in the cookie jar...literally. Funniest thing ever. I just couldn't stop laughing especially as he sat cross legged in front of the cupboard and just stared at me. The more he looked and blinked, the harder I laughed. He had no idea why until I showed him his face in the pan lid. He looked surprised and immediately transferred the chocolate from his face to his shirt sleeve and then looked at it in horror and tried to hide his arm. I sat down beside him as my sides were hurting so much from laughing. He knelt up and tackled me backwards onto the floor, and lay on top of me grinning once he knew he wasn't in trouble. I wrapped my arms around his back and hugged him tight.

"So, I'm guessing you found some chocolate," I said as I felt the laughter tears running down my face. He nodded as he looked into my eyes with his big green blinkers going. He leaned down and kissed me on the lips as he grinned. He tasted of chocolate and I just held him as he put his head beside mine and we just lay there. I almost forgot why I had come to find him.

"Okay buddy, I have to ask you something serious. I didn't know if you heard me or not, but I found your friend Aiden and he'd like to come over on Wednesday to play if you want to see him."

Blake looked at me again and nodded and then kissed me again. I dunno if it was weird or not, but as we lay there with him hugging and kissing, I got a boner. Not because I wanted sex with him or anything, but it was just so special that emotions flooded through me and seemed to stop at the only place they knew, my penis. At that moment in time I wanted to stay on the floor hugging him for the rest of my life. We lay for another minute or so, both comfortable before I spoke again.

"Cool, I'll set it up for you. Maybe you should run and wash your face before I get covered in chocolate too. You should put a clean shirt on as well," I smiled. And I'll dump the contents of the ice machine down my pants so he doesn't get the wrong idea, I thought to myself. I had kissed lots of people, but this was different, very different. It's hard to explain but somehow that kiss was like a cross between kissing Jason and Colin...without tongue. Not sexual just pure love.

It only took Aiden's Mom about an hour to call me back and say that they would be up to letting the boys meet. I arranged a play date for them and recommended that maybe they could all come over to our house rather than me taking Blake to them where it may stir up unwanted memories. We agreed on Wednesday after supper for a short visit to see how it went, and I told her that if her son liked to swim, that we had a pool. I told her that Blake hadn't spoken since losing his family, and that she should warn Aiden about it. I also recommended that he not talk about the incident or their last sleepover. I had no idea if that was the right thing or not, or if I should just let the boys say what they wanted to each other. Damned if I knew.

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