The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

Chapter 94

Kyle ran in from school and found me in the kitchen. "Our party was a huge hit I got poked like 40 times today!"

"You know that makes you a slut, right?" I chuckled.

"On Facebook dumbass," he smiled and opened the freezer to grab a couple of pizza pops.

"Well, if you drop your pants and bend over the counter, I can make sure that you take the number of pokes to 41," I said as I kissed the side of his head. He chuckled, dropped his pants and bent over. I grabbed a cucumber out of the fridge and he shrieked and ran away, pulling his pants back up. Guess he doesn't like cucumbers. I know what you're thinking, why does a house full of gay guys have cucumbers in the fridge...Really? You need to know that? Really? We like making sandwiches... duh.

Colin strolled in all excited. "So I just bought a repossessed condo tower at a fraction of what it was worth. If we fix it up and sell the individual units we can probably make ten times what I paid for it and use the money for the Academy and write it off as a charitable donation. Pretty good huh?"

"Sweet. Once each unit is fixed up we should christen it personally," I grinned as he kissed me. "So Kyle is pretty popular now because of our party, he got poked 40 times today."

"That boy is getting to be more like you every day. I hope he still found time to go to classes," Colin smiled knowingly. "Hey, I got a text from Kelly. The `Q' is tapping pledges this Saturday and we should go. There's a few that we know this time."

"Really, like who?" I asked excitedly. We hadn't had much time to go to any of the main events lately and I kind of missed the fun of them.

"Jordan, Myles, Jared and J.P. to name a few," he smiled.

"What time Saturday do we have to be there?" I asked.

"7am," Colin said with a straight face.

"7am...in the morning? I thought they outlawed that time of the day. Do people actually get up then?" Colin just laughed at me and told me to stop being a girl. I took offense to that and went off to pick out some shoes and an outfit to wear for the weekend. 7 am. What other sacrifices do I have to make this week? Next thing I'll be hearing is that we have to have austerity coffee and use instant. I may have to give up cappuccinos and stick with lattes. Sacrifices, sacrifices.

Saturday morning came quickly and I rolled out of bed when the alarm went off yawning, as expected. We had to head for the meeting point to watch the guys gather for their first task in being tapped as part of the `Q'. Colin and I were going to join in fully this time while staying properly hidden. I mean if Clark Kent could do it with a pair of glasses and not have Lois Lane figure it out; then we should have no trouble at all. Either that or Lois Lane was heavily medicated the entire time, or just a stupid bitch. We had warned Kelly and the executives about J.P. being our identical brother and about his toe tattoo, in case it came up. The pledges gathered on the old bridge and I counted 12 of them as we pulled up in the SUV's. All of us were in our robes and wearing masks so that we looked alike.

Kelly spoke in a loud deep voice showing that he was in charge. "Pledges, you have been tapped by the `Q' and you are here because each of you has been identified as gay or bisexual by someone close to you. If you're not out to anyone yet, then I have good news. Someone knows...and we are going to see if you belong as part of our brotherhood. We will put you through several tasks and challenges during the next month and you must be ready to respond at a moment's notice. Pass the task, you will have an easy stroll to the initiation ceremony and become a full member. Fail the task, and you will find it increasingly more difficult as you receive punishments and additional tasks to perform to prove your worthiness. As a member there are a lot of perks and a lot of responsibilities. You will join hundreds of thousands of other members all over the world and be able to access resources that will help make your lives fabulous. For those that make it to the end, you will also receive $10,000 into your bank account to get you started. Today will be long and when it is over, some of you will drop out. That we can guarantee. Expect to be tested in everything from loyalty, humility and sexuality, just to mention a few. If you are inexperienced in sex and haven't had to chance to lose your virginity, by the end of the pledging that will have been taken care of. You will NOT be virgins at the end of the month. You might not even be virgins by the end of the day. If you are shy about your body, get over it. We don't care what you look like but we do care how you act with other members and pledges. Intolerance will be dealt with harshly. Drop out when you can't handle it, or stay in and get through to the final ceremony. If you drop out, it will be the last you hear from us. Today starts now. In the envelope you are being given directions and instructions to your first checkpoint." As he said it, a sealed envelope was handed to one of the pledges and we all got back in the SUV. "See you at noon," Kelly said as he climbed in. We waited and rolled up the window.

The boy with the envelope opened it and we listened as he read it to the group. "Stay together as a group and arrive at your final destination by noon having completed all tasks. To start your adventure, each of you must jump from the bridge and retrieve one yellow wrist band from the support pylon below."

The guys all looked over the bridge. It wasn't far down and the water was deep and running slow. The location had been picked carefully and unknown to the guys, there were members waiting in a boat just out of sight in case any of them got into trouble. The last we'd want is for someone to drown on the first leg. That would seriously put a damper on the whole day.

"What does it say after that?" Asked one pledge.

"It says that each band must be returned to the black vehicles behind us and once a band is received from each pledge, we will get our next clue. That's it."

"I can't really swim that well," said one guy almost immediately. The guys asked his name and found out he was Darrell and was 17.

"Are you scared of heights," Jared asked quickly. When the guy said he wasn't, he was just worried about swimming, they said that two of them would jump first and wait for him to jump and then help him get to the pylon and then to shore. If more help was needed the others could jump and help as well.

"Wait, if we have to come back here, we should just leave our clothes and jump in underwear or naked. No point in being in wet clothes all day. We have no idea what else is ahead," suggested one of the older looking guys. They all agreed and stripped to their underwear. Two boys got up first. One dropped his shorts and threw it on the bridge deck, while the other left his underwear on. They jumped together as the boys watched from above. It wasn't a far fall, so it was over very fast. Darrell stepped up next with another boy and they both stripped completely and surprisingly, jumped holding hands. We couldn't see what was happening below but the boys were watching and when the coast was clear, the next two jumped. It was pretty evenly split between who jumped naked and who stayed in their underwear. Kelly made notes as it progressed. The first set of guys came running back over the bridge, the naked boy with his hand over his crotch. They pulled clothes back on even though they were still slightly wet. Once all 12 guys had returned, they handed the wrist bands to Kelly and he gave them the next clue.

Head one kilometre south and find a blue wall facing west. Here you will find six ropes and your next clue. Remember we are watching you.' The guys took off at a sprint to head for the next location. Our vehicles head down to where we could watch. As the boys arrived several minutes later, they looked around for the ropes and clue until one saw them 10 feet up the wall hanging on a hook. It was easy to reach if they got on the shoulders of another, which they rapidly figured out. Pick a partner and secure the ropes around each other's cock and balls.' Then the fun began. The ropes were roughly 8 feet long with loops at each end. They quickly paired up and it was obvious right away as to those that were friends and those that didn't know each other. Myles and Jared were partners, as were Jordan and J.P. A short discussion broke out about whether they had to take of their pants or not, until they discovered that they could just have the rope come out of the top of their pants and underwear. Some had the rope come out of their fly and used the zipper to secure it in place a bit better. They rapidly became aware at how closely they would have to work together to avoid pulling each other's balls off. The next task was just cruel, but funny to watch. The pairs had to make their way over and under a ton of obstacles to get to the other side of the area. They climbed a pile of tires; crawled through cement tunnels only wide enough for one and headed through a barb wire fence. As one guy slipped, the other either need to follow him or face having serious stress on their balls. All of us felt the pain each time a guy fell and the other one went down with him. At the end of the obstacle course, they received another clue which told them to remove their shirts and leave them in a pile on the ground. Each pair had to pick up a cinder block and carry it one kilometre to the next point. The boys shuffled off on their trek carrying the heavy block between them. Once they arrived, more instructions were waiting. We had scooped up their shirts to take with us as we watched the next event.

They now had to remove their pants and handcuff themselves to one other pair. Now it was looking interesting. A pair of guys attached at the crotch with a rope, were now attached to another team by handcuffs, and all were in their underwear. Each team had to climb to the top of a sandy hill to retrieve a bucket and head down the other side to the next checkpoint, a half kilometre away. If the boys were keeping track, they actually were very close to their original starting point as they had basically been sent in a circle. `Place your bucket on the ground and run back to the sand pile. You will need to transport enough sand to fill your bucket completely.' They all knew the easiest way to do it would be to fill their underwear. One team was smart and had two members strip completely and filled the underwear to capacity and carried it carefully back, even though it meant being naked for the half kilometer walk. Others weren't so daring and kept their underwear on, but filled it as full as they could and then just held the legs to stop any leaking out. Personally I would have stripped rather than had my balls and ass crack rubbing in sand for 500 metres. Once the bucket was full, they had to carry it a couple hundred metres to the next clue which sent them down a brush and wood trail near a lake.

They arrived at the edge of a marsh and looked for the next clue which was on a pole several feet into the water. As the first guy took off his shoes and socks to try and reach it, they quickly realized that all four of them would have to work together to get to it. The water was also deep and would require that at least three of them would get wet up to their waist. Some still had wet shorts from the first task while others were dry. With a rope now around their cock and balls only four boys chose to get naked for this task. Jared and Myles were two of them. Each team got their clue which told them to switch underwear with one member of their group. It's bad enough switching underwear when it's dry, but when they're wet, it feels weird to climb into someone else's shorts.

The next part told them to get to know each other and without looking, put a hand into the underwear of each of the other guys and feel their cock and balls. When each guy had felt up every other guy, a few were sporting boners and others just felt slightly embarrassed. The instructions were then to make their way on foot to Warehouse 49 at the end of pier 7 and enter.

We were waiting in the warehouse on the benches when the pledges arrived. The centre circle was lit up from above and the boys were told to stand together by the raised stage area.

"You all made it on time and have survived. Give each member of your foursome a kiss to congratulate yourselves," Kelly said. The boys kissed and returned their attention to the circle where Kelly was standing. The handcuffs were removed by three members who then put their hands inside the boy's underwear to remove the ropes. It was obvious that a few of the guys were getting felt up as the bulges in their pants were increasing in size. Once they had all been freed, they were handed a bottle of water, a pen and a piece of paper.

"Take a moment and have some water while we get ready for the next task." They each took a drink which was probably needed after running around all morning. "You had 5 hours to get to know each other. On your paper write down how many of the 12 guys are circumcised and how many are uncircumcised." The guys wrote the number of each down and waited. "So let's see how you did. Everyone remove your underwear and throw them behind you. As soon as they did, one member went along and counted all the circumcised guys.

"Well, it appears that some of you were paying attention. 7 of you are cut, 5 are not." Half of you got it right. The other half obviously were just enjoying a cock in their hand, or don't know the difference.

"Okay, let's see what else you didn't bother to find out. We want absolutely no talking during this task. One pledge will be called into the middle. Then one at a time you will come up and guess the person's name in the circle by writing it down and showing it to him. If you get it wrong, he will slap you hard on the dick and you keep going until you get it right. Once you get it right, you can go sit down. We keep going until all 11 of you have guessed the guy's name correctly. To make it fair, we have written down all 12 names on the board in front of you. Each of you will get a turn in the center circle. The faster you figure out names, the less sore you'll be. They began by pulling J.P. up. Obviously Jared, Myles and Jordan got it right, but five others didn't and each guy watching felt it when the guy got slapped on the dick. It took a lot of time and some guys were much better at it than others.

When it was finally over, many of the guys had very sore dicks.

"So hopefully you remembered the names of everyone now as it might be needed again. Stand in a line side by side and put your hands out in front of you," Kelly told the naked guys. They all did as they were told and several members went down and fastened a zip tie around each guy's wrist and then locked the two wrists together with a small padlock. "In my hand, I hold 12 keys. Each of these is on a string as you can see. We are going to lube the keys up and push one into each of your asses. To get free, you must take a key out of someone and try it in your lock. If it doesn't fit, you must put the key back where you found it. You cannot just hand the key over to another guy. If it fits, you are free and can take the key out of your own ass and find the lock it opens. Once you find it, sit down. Last one standing loses. If the key in your own ass opens your lock, lucky you. Just sit down after you free yourself."

The guys provided a variety of grunts and groans as the keys were pushed into them. On the signal they all immediately struggled to get the key out of their own asses first and then had to do their best to get it into the lock hanging between their hands. None of the guys were lucky enough to have their own key and had to push it back in their ass. They rushed around to pull keys out of each other, and slowly freed themselves. Half of them were laughing and making noises as the keys were put in and out of asses. Jared was the first one to sit down followed by Curt and Dale, two of the youngest guys in the group. The last one to be released was 19 year old Glenn.

"Looks like we have a winner and a loser. Jared, Glenn owes you a reward for being first to be released. You get to choose your reward. You can have Glenn give you a blowjob or you can fuck him."

Jared smiled "Tough choice, but I think I'll take the blowjob."

Glenn was told to kneel in the centre and all the other guys were placed on the line side by side around the circle to watch the two guys. Jared stepped up and was only partially hard. Glenn knew what to do, and immediately went down on Jared as he held the hardening cock with one hand and Jared's ass with the other. The guys watched closely as Glenn went back and forth on Jared and it didn't take long for all of them to get hard themselves. Jared put his hands on Glenn's head and thrust himself in and out harder until he was ready to blow.

"I'm gonna cum," he announced and let his jizz fly into the brown haired guy in front of him. Glenn did a good job of sucking every drop out of Jared. From the look of his hard cock dripping precum between his legs, it didn't look like much of a punishment for him, but Kelly wasn't done. "Alright. That's one reward done. The rest of you with boners, jerk off and spray your cum all over the loser." They didn't have to be asked twice and immediately began to beat off, and as the guys watched each other stroking, it almost became a race to see who could cum first. A real honest to goodness, down to earth, old fashioned circle jerk with Glenn about to be the recipient of the excitement. One by one the ten guys blew their loads all over the 19 year old. He had it all over his face, chest, hair, crotch and even in his ears. He was a white mess.

The guys were told to go sit down and relax. They were given half an hour to hang out with each other and enjoy the sub sandwiches that were brought out. Glen was led to the showers and cleaned up before being returned to the group.

We all returned to the main warehouse after the break and Kelly stood into the centre again. He had the naked guys line up side by side. "Inside the bag on the table in front of you is a colored ball. Pick one and step back in line."

Each guy picked a ball and quickly saw that there were two colors, red and blue. "Guys with the red balls, step forward." Kelly boomed, "You are the red team."

A curtain was pulled back to reveal the floor covered in a large plastic sheet. "Blue team go stand on the plastic sheet." The 6 guys went and positioned themselves in the middle. "Red team pick a member of the blue team to be your partner." Myles, Jared and J.P. were all on the blue team so couldn't be partners, leaving only Jordan as one of the friends left on the other team. Jordan chose 16 year old Curt as his partner. He was one of the uncut guys and Jordan seemed to like him as he'd made a point of standing close to him whenever he was given the opportunity.

"Red team, you need to be able to identify your team mates," Kelly said as `Q' members came out with six buckets and placed them in front of each member of the red team. "Go ahead and paint your partner blue from head to toe. Sit down when you think you are done." They quickly took a brush and began to paint their partners. They actually had lots of fun as they made their partner hold arms up and spread legs. Some of them were not sure about painting their partners hair, but as soon as one did it, the rest followed. Jordan sat down first and waited as his partner dried and the rest finished up. A few members stepped forward began to check the pain job as Kelly watched.

"Pull the pledges foreskin back," Kelly said when they inspected Curt. "As suspected, you failed to paint his penis head. Now he just looks silly. Finish the job." Once the blue team was fully painted, then it was their turn to paint the red team. As soon as all the boys were done, they were put together as a group and a few pictures were taken. "Partners, you will each be given a list of three things to go and purchased along with $20. Go out in pairs and get the stuff." Just as the guys thought he was done, he turned back around. "I guess we can't let you go out like that though." One of the `Q' pulled out red and blue tiny speedos and gave them to each guy to put on. "We don't want you getting arrested for walking into a store naked. Last team to get back will be punished."

The guys raced out in just their speedos and would have to run barefoot to the nearest stores to get the three items on their list. We knew it would take at least an hour, so we decided we might as well have some fun ourselves. We all stripped and played with each other. Colin and I spit roast Kelly and then two of the executives got around to spit roasting me. One of the guys had a thin cock, but it was at least 8 inches long. I was able to deep throat it nicely as a fat 6 incher pounded my ass. It felt like I was being fucked by Laurel and Hardy.

We just had enough time to get cleaned up and redressed as the team began to arrive back with their items. The last group back was J.P. and 21 year old Martin.

"Tomorrow we have arranged a soccer game for you with an opposing team. If you win, you pass to the next round, if you fail, we will allow them to punish you. The address will be texted to each of you tonight. Be there by 10am and ready to play. Everyone except J.P. and Martin may get dressed and leave. The all got into their clothes and looked pretty funny with just red and blue heads and hands showing. They left and once the room was empty, Martin and J.P. were taken to the showers and told to scrub each other clean, which took a bit of time as they had to ensure the paint was removed from crack crevice, including under the fingernails. It made me realize that if the other pledges didn't have someone at home to help them get clean, they could easily still have paint on them tomorrow.

J.P. and Martin were brought back into the centre of the room and placed on their hands and knees. "You were last and will now receive your punishment for being last back. Obviously you two are not as committed to becoming a part of the Q' as your fellow pledges. You will be blindfolded and each member will punish you in their own way. Once they are done with you, you will be allowed to leave, or you can say you wish to quit and you'll be thrown outside with your clothes." Both guys were blindfolded which would allow all of us to get naked without being seen. That was obviously important for both Colin and me. There were 10 members on the pledge committee, so J.P. and Martin were going to be well punished. The punishments ranged from spankings and ball slapping to fucking from both ends. The boys swallowed so much cum, they wouldn't need meals for a few days. All of the actions were being videoed since J.P. and Martin were both over 18. As I got behind J.P. and lubed up, I secretly hoped he wouldn't recognize my cock as I'd fucked him plenty of times in the past. Most of the guys watched as I slid my big dick into my brother and pounded his brains out. I held onto J.P.'s shoulders as I drilled him deep and hard. A couple of guys blew their loads in his hair as they watched us fuck. One of the Q' members had the guys lie on their backs and shaved off their pubes and underarm hair. Martin had a nice size cock, probably around 7 inches and one guy chose to ride him and then shoot his load over him. Martin was told to open his mouth to receive a nice blast of cum from Kelly who had almost perfect aim. The video guy got a great shot of it pumping from Kelly's cock into the pledge. J.P. then had to kiss Martin to share the cum as Kelly said that his jizz was too special to be kept by one guy. J.P. and Martin were told to make out until they got each other to cum and then were taken to the shower to clean up. While they were in there the rest of us disappeared and let one member finish up with the guys and take them back to the bridge.

"Nice start," Colin said as he patted Kelly on the back. "Can't wait to see what happens tomorrow at the soccer game." We headed out and Colin and I stopped by and picked up food for the house before heading home. When we got there with the stuff it was as if they hadn't been fed in weeks and all tore into it like rapid animals. I was sure they were gonna grab the steaks with their hands and rip them apart with their teeth. We had a great night in the media room and watched a new movie that we streamed in. I curled up with Colin under a blanket while Jason and Alex wrapped up together across from us. Kyle and Troy looked at us like puppies trying to figure out who they liked the best so they could join, but then decided to lie on the floor together between us. They made popcorn and cotton candy in the machines at the back of the room and played hosts. They looked so cute lying together. It was almost as if they were boyfriends, but in reality they were more like brothers; really really close brothers who liked to snuggle, kiss and fuck. So in other words, not like brothers at all. It was a nice night and we had a lot of fun just hanging out.

The next morning Colin and I headed over to the field behind the Q academy which is where we were holding the soccer game. Colin had suggested it to Kelly since it was secluded and the school was currently on a break while the final touches were put on the renovations for the grand opening.

"Welcome to day two and the pledges versus the playas!" Kelly said as he stepped forward onto the field. Plenty of `Q' members had shown up to watch from the stands. Some were just dressed in normal clothes as they had no connection to the pledges while others wore masks, and some like Colin and I, wore disguises. I had brown hair and Colin had short black hair and we both had baseball caps with our masks. Hopefully it would be enough to keep us hidden properly. We also sat in the middle of the bleachers to stand out less. "Pledges, we play 45 minutes and at the end of that time if you have a higher score, you will be able to pick a member of the other team to have some fun with, or you may leave until next weekend. If you lose, all of you will be used by the other team for their pleasure while the audience watches. Pictures and video are prohibited. Are you ready to play soccer?"

The teams both yelled that they were ready and went to take their places.

"Oh, one last thing. Pledges, you'll be playing naked, so remove everything and throw it off to the side, shoes included." They moaned and quickly shucked their clothes to take their place on the fields. It was fun to watch them running back and forth with dicks swinging in the wind. Many of the kicks by the other team were aimed at the guy's crotches and on more than a few occasions they went down holding their balls. It was a no brainer as to who was going to win.

The pledges lost 5 – 1 and had to submit to the other team. It wasn't all about sex, in fact a lot of the things were just about making the guys do humiliating things, like chicken fights, wheelbarrow races, being spanked, and other things to make them feel silly. Of course there was the required sex as they had to give blowjobs to the other team. Each player got to pick a pledge and lined them up to have synchronized blowjobs. It was a fun few hours and the guys were sent home after letting them know that their next task would be next Friday night starting at midnight and last through the night.

We had successfully avoided detection again, and Colin and I grabbed a bite to eat before heading home, where we found Kyle in the back yard with Aaron on the trampoline. We joined them in the pool for a while before inviting everyone out to a movie. Even with the media room where we could put on almost any movie we wanted, it was still fun to go out to the big theatre, get a bucket of popcorn big enough to live in, and soak up the atmosphere...and butter like substance in the popcorn.

Colin and Alex had been working hard on their new project; or as Jason and I called it, The Revenge'. The new Grind'r was going to be two doors down from the deli that had pissed us all off, and so far all the work on the new place was going on behind closed doors. The windows were sealed up as Colin didn't want to give away anything until he was ready to attack. After researching the owner of the mall to make sure he wasn't a prick too, Colin had signed a lease and asked for immediate occupancy of the place. Needless to say, money talks and he was able to get in almost the same day. Since we already had a business license for the other Grind'r, it wasn't hard to get another one for this location. It doesn't take much to get a coffee shop and deli up and running, especially when the location you're moving into was a restaurant previously. It basically just needed the coffee machines, furniture and décor to look like the other Grind'r. Colin placed an ad on the Q' website for a head chef, cook and staff and quickly hired them. They created a simple yet effective menu and priced it well under what you might expect. The Chef said that we could charge way more, but Colin told him we would do business on volume and quality rather than greed, which seemed to please everyone. Of course they didn't know the real motive behind his plan. As I looked at the price list myself, I wondered if we would actually be making profit. An egg salad sandwich with potato chips, celery and carrot stick and a drink was only 2 bucks. A steak sandwich with fries and a drink $4. Even a burger with fries and a drink was only $3, and they weren't the McDonald's type fries. These were really thick cut potatoes and a burger so big I couldn't get my mouth around it. I know what you're thinking...that must be a REALLY big burger...assholes. Behind the sealed window, the Chef prepared different dishes for us and we incited plenty of our friends to come and try it out before any sort of opening was going to take place. Colin and Alex wanted the best food they could get, but stuff that could be prepared fast for maximum volume without losing that sense of home cooking and personal attention. I eagerly awaited the attack of Colin once we opened. I imagined a Japanese horror movie with Colin as Godzilla stomping on all the assholes of the deli next door and them screaming and running for the exits with their hands over their head. I shook my head to snap back to reality, and after another meal sampling, I said goodbye to the guys and headed home.

I pulled up the driveway to where Kyle and Troy were standing outside with a storage box and a step ladder looking up at the house.

"Hey guys, what're you doing?"

"Umm...well we were going to put up the Christmas lights, but we're gonna need a shitload more lights and a bigger fucking ladder. Plus I think it's gonna be July before we get this bitch done," Kyle said with Troy nodding like Silent Bob.

"So buy some more lights, or hire a decorator and get `er dun! You have a card to charge shit too, go nuts. That's why we gave you the credit cards."

"Cool, how much can we spend?" Troy asked breaking his silence.

"Whatever it takes to make the house look incredible."

"What's the limit on the card?" Kyle grinned slyly.

"There isn't one," I told him and then immediately thought perhaps that was maybe too much information. I headed inside to let the guys figure it out. I saw the two boys come inside and start to look online for ideas about what to do and then made a call to Forrest for his input. I could almost imagine what the house would look like when Forrest got done with it. It would win awards and be visited by people from all over the world and cost hundreds of thousands of dollars...and that would just be for electricity. I noticed Kyle unzip Troy's pants and slide his hand inside almost as just something to do while they searched for ideas. He began to jerk him off and it didn't take long before Kyle got on his knees, pulled Troy's pants down and gave him a full on blowjob.

"Get a room!" I yelled across to them from the kitchen.

Troy laughed. "We have a room, it's called the living room." He lay back and allowed himself to jettison his load into Kyle. Then as quick as it started it was over, and they printed out a few ideas to show Forrest.

That night, Troy climbed into bed with us and curled up against me. It was like he was a little kid scared of a thunder storm. He didn't say anything and just fell asleep. In the morning, I laughed when I saw Kyle in bed with us as well and curled up against Colin, who looked at me and just shrugged. "Don't ask me, he showed up around 4am. How about Troy?"

"About 1am," I admitted whispering. Troy awoke and wrapped his hand around my dick to get me fully hard before he slid under the covers to blow me. Almost as if they'd planned it, Kyle did the same thing to Colin and the covers were going up and down as we lay on our backs getting morning head. "You think this is something new that we should look forward to every morning?" I said looking over at Colin before I kissed him.

"I dunno, but I like it. You wanna fuck them next, or just go for a shower."

"Nah, fucking takes too much energy in the morning. We should just go shower once we pump our loads into them." It didn't take long to reward the boys and they came back up to lie beside us.

"Good morning. What's with the fun overnight company and great wake up?" I asked.

"We just thought it would be awesome to sleep together. We are so far apart in this new house, it's like we all live in separate countries. You gonna give me a morning kiss?" Troy said as he leaned over to me.

"No, you have cum breath," I laughed as I kissed him on the forehead instead. We dragged ourselves to the shower and cleaned up together. Thank god we have such a massive bathroom. The week progressed normally for us. The guys all headed off to do school or work and I felt I was living in an old western as I watched them all ride off into the sunset each day. In my head I could see the dust as they vanished over the horizon, and I sat in the rocking chair with a stalk of straw in my mouth; my old hound dog lying next to me. This is how my whole life is going to end up. Me rocking on the porch. All I'd need would be a banjo and the whole illusion would be complete.

A couple days later Troy arrived home and announced his arrival over the house intercom. "I hope everyone is decent as I have a guest with me." I ran downstairs in my T-shirt and shorts and saw Dad standing there with Troy.

"Hi Dad!" I said as I ran up and gave him a hug. "You and Troy been hanging out? ADAM, ask Jason to come to the great room." ADAM paged Jason who came running down in short order. He hugged Dad like I had as it was great to see him at the house.

"Troy, you wanna tell them?" Dad asked.

"Tell us what?" Jason wondered.

"In a minute. ADAM, please page everyone to the great room," Troy smiled as we all sat down together. The rest of the guys arrived and said hi to Dad.

Troy opened his wallet. "None of you are safe now! I just got my driver's license," he said showing it to us. We congratulated him and gave him a hug.

"We should have a few drinks to celebrate and go out for a drive," I joked.

"Nice Justin. Way to be a role model," Dad said shaking his head.

"Awesome Troy," Kyle said. "You can borrow my truck whenever you need it."

"How come you never told us you were going for it?" I asked.

"I wanted it to be a surprise if I got it and didn't want you to know if I failed," he smiled. "Dad took me down for it and I passed on my first try."

"Now you don't have to rely on anyone to get around," Colin said as he congratulated Troy again. "How's it feel?"

"Frickin' awesome! Dad, you should stay and hang out for a bit. We can all go swimming, hit the steam room, maybe watch a movie."

"Yeah come on Dad. We could have a boy's night for once. Grab a few beers order pizza," Jason encouraged. "We haven't done that in forever."

"Let me call your Mom and tell her that I'll be home later. I hope you boys have cold beer handy," he said as he called home and let Mom know what he was doing.

Troy was the first to get the ball rolling with swimming. He took Dad downstairs to show him stuff, even though he had seen the house before. Then he stripped and jumped into the pool naked. "Come on Dad, or do you want to go to the outside pool?"

"Dad, we have swim shorts upstairs if you want go up and change," I offered.

"I'm guessing you all go skinny dipping around here," he smiled.

"Of course," said Kyle as he stripped and joined Troy in the pool. Aaron followed right behind.

Dad shook his head. "The last time I went skinny dipping was at a college party, it's where I met your Mom. It was a big booze fest on the beach and me and my buddies were dared by the girls to go streaking and then skinny dip. Of course once your Mom saw me without clothes, well let's just say she'd liked what she saw and we hooked up for the first time."

"God Dad! TMI! Way too much information. Gross." Jason complained as Alex and Colin laughed.

"Alright, if my boys can go skinny dipping, then so can I," he pulled off his shirt and dropped his pants. Jason and I looked at each other. We hadn't seen Dad naked since we were little kids and he was about to strip in front of us. It felt weird, which it shouldn't. We saw tons of guys naked all the time, but none were our Dad, and it felt even weirder as he hadn't seen us either. Colin and Alex stripped and jumped in the water, and as Dad dropped his boxers we saw him naked for the first time. For the first time, I actually felt nervous stripping. We didn't have pubes or chest hair and Dad had a hairy chest, and like most straight guys didn't shave or trim his pubes. He was the hairiest guy in the room and I didn't want to look, but it was almost compelling.

"Dad, I'll race you," said Troy as he lined up at one end of the pool.

"Take it easy on me Troy, I'm getting too old for this," he laughed. They raced to the end of the pool and it was close, but Dad actually beat him. It was kinda fun seeing how Troy interacted with Dad. He was acting like any kid who idolizes his father, and since he'd never had one before, it was as if he were 10 years old. I think I felt a bit jealous at their relationship. Perhaps with Jason and me, we just took Dad for granted and knew he would always be there for us. We swam for about a half an hour before hitting the steam room and sauna. Sitting around naked with Dad never got easier, especially since we were trying not to throw any boners with him around. Now that really would be weird and uncomfortable.

After we dried and dressed, we hit the media room with beers and ordered pizza before settling down to watch an action movie. It was actually a fun night with Dad and Troy hardly left his side, staring at him a lot and smiling whenever Dad paid attention to him. They had really bonded and it was kinda fun to watch. After the movie was over, Dad headed home and hugged each of us, even Kyle and Aaron.

"Now we know what you guys will look like when you're older. Your Dad is pretty hot," Aaron said.

"Shut up, Aaron," laughed Jason as grabbed him around the neck to wrestle with him. "Plus you know we're adopted right?"

Troy was still showing off his driver's license and Kyle told him that he was driving to school in the morning, which got a big grin from him. The boys even decided to sleep together to celebrate.

Friday night arrived and Colin and I headed for the cemetery for midnight where all 12 pledges showed up. Not at all a creepy place for a task. They would be given a map and have to get to a location by 7am before the sun came up. We arrived around 11:30 and laid out glow sticks behind the headstones, making the whole place look as ominous as we could. Then we made a circle of blue ones that would illuminate Kelly when he addressed the group. Just before midnight, pledges began arriving and stood together at one end of the cemetery. Two of the pledge committee, dressed in their robes and masks, moved the guys forward, closer to the circle.

"Pledges," Kelly said as he stepped into the middle of the blue light. It shone up his robe, but faded before it got to his face. "This is weekend two and we are still unsure whether you are worthy to become members of the `Q'. We continue to test your commitment to join a brotherhood that spans the globe. Tonight you need to arrive at your final destination checkpoint at exactly 7am, before the sun comes up. If you don't think you can handle it you should leave now."

No one left, as many had at least some understanding about what might be expected as rumours were out there about the `Q'. Kinda like the rumours about Sasquatch, Loch Ness monster and God. Nice to believe in, but no real proof. Throughout the cemetery, you will find 66 items that do not belong here. Find all 66 and bring them back into the centre of the blue lights. Once you have found all of them, kneel on the ground around the circle and put your hands behind your backs. Do not leave the cemetery grounds. Go now." He walked away and we all stood hidden just out of the cemetery grounds. We could see them rushing around.

They were looking for a map, instruction envelope, loin cloth, glow stick, flashlight, handcuffs, black felt pen, scissors, small artist paintbrush and a small bag to carry everything in which hung around their neck. It took some searching but they eventually found everything and piled it in the blue light ring.

"Each of you go and pick up a loin cloth," Kelly instructed. Once they did it and knelt back down, he told them to now pick a partner. This took a little longer as we didn't know how many of the pledges knew each other, except for J.P., Jared, Myles, and Jordan. J.P. picked the guy right next to him which surprised me. I thought he would pick Jordan since he knew him, but apparently Jordan had his eyes on a hot dark haired guy named Sam. "Now one member from each pair go and pick up one of each of the other items. You should have a glow stick, handcuffs, paint brush, flashlight, instruction envelope, map, scissors, carrying pouch and felt pen." So far the task was easy and the boys were all following along properly, but like all tasks, it would get progressively harder.

"These are the items you will need along the way. If you follow the instructions inside each envelope, you will find the next checkpoint, which will give you further instructions, until you reach your final destination. If you fail to follow the clues correctly you may end up lost and as you will see, that will not be something you wish to do." I knew that inside the bag was a GPS tracking chip in case they really did get lost, plus we would know if a pair didn't show up at one of the checkpoints.

"The first thing you need to do is to strip your partner down to his underwear and fasten the loin cloth securely around his waist. Bring the clothes over to the center circle. You can keep your shoes and socks." The loin cloth was just a piece of square leather fabric hanging on a string. If they had been nude, it wouldn't afford much privacy when they were moving. The group got to work on stripping each other. Some boys had baggy boxers, others had briefs; most had boxer/briefs. The group stood with their loin cloths on and Kelly gave them the next instruction.

"Pick one partner to be the artist and the other to be the canvas. The artist will draw a replica of the map you have been given onto the chest of the canvas. Make sure you are accurate as this will be your only map for the evening. Once you are done, throw your map back in the centre circle and open your instruction envelope for your next task."

The guys got to work drawing a copy of the map onto the chest of their partner with the felt pen. Most took their time and tried to get it as detailed as possible. One at a time as they finished, they dropped the map and opened the envelope. We gathered up their clothes and maps and disappeared quietly, leaving the pledges by themselves. They had no idea if this was a race or a team effort at this point. It would be up to them to decide, but human nature said they would treat it as a race.

`Handcuff yourself to your partner. Place all remaining items into the pouches and hang them around your neck and proceed to checkpoint 1.' The first checkpoint was only a short distance away and was designed to get the guys comfortable with each other.

If they could follow the map, they would be there in less than 15 minutes. Once they arrived, there were more things for them. A key was hanging on a hook with another card of instructions. Artists, use the key provided and remove the handcuffs from your arm. Pick a new canvas' partner and handcuff yourself to him. Remove your partner's underwear so that you are only wearing a loin cloth and shoes. Make your way to the tree marked on your map.'

It was another 30 minutes of rough terrain for the guys to get there, which brought them to a small lake fed by a stream. The instructions were on a rock lit up with a glow stick. `Using your flashlight and glow stick. Swim as a team to collect a bag at the bottom of the lake. Inside you will find more instructions. Stay handcuffed.'

The guys struggled to get into the cold water and swam down to find a bag held down with a rock. There were six of them, one for each team. Once they untied it and brought it back to the shore, they found it had 4 towels, snack food and water, a blindfold and more instructions. Dry yourselves and make your way to the #3 on your map. One of your team must be blindfolded.'

As if it wasn't difficult enough in the dark, now one of the pledges was blindfolded while the other had to guide him along the trail. It wasn't a long walk, but it took all of them at least 45 minutes to get there as they had to walk slowly instead of run. The night was chilly so the boys would be cold by the time they arrived, especially after their swim. At the next checkpoint, they found a fire pit set up, along with matches, blankets and lube. The instructions were waiting on the pile of logs. `Get warmed up. Light the fire. Artists sit on one side, Canvases on the other. Pick a new partner from your new group and wrap together in a blanket. You have one hour to get to know each other and warm up. Use the lube to really get to know your partner intimately. Remember we are watching how you treat your brother. Next checkpoint is on your map marked as devil's horn. Leave everything here except for the supply bag around your neck, your loin cloth and shoes/socks.'

"How do we know how long an hour is?" One guy asked as they looked around for a watch.

"We'll just have to guess. It doesn't really matter as long as we get to the end by 7am," another suggested wisely. "We can just take a break, warm up and then head off again."

The fire was lit and the boys broke into their new groups and wrapped in blankets to huddle together. It didn't take long for a few of them to lie down and begin to kiss each other and explore their partner's body. J.P. had hooked up with 17 year old Joel, who was not as cute as the other guys, but definitely had a nice cock on him. We watched from darkness of the woods and saw J.P. lie on his back and allow Joel to climb on top of him. Within a few minutes J.P. had wrapped his legs around Joel's waist and was being fucked while they kissed. Several other boys took the hint and fucked as well. Many of the blankets had fallen away as the heat from the physical exercise was really warming the boys up. Since the instructions hadn't given them permission to do group sex of any kind, the pledges remained in pairs as they got to know each other. Some pairs were funny to watch as it was obvious that both of them were either tops or bottoms and weren't sure about who should change roles, while others were versatile and rolled around like tumbleweeds, flip flopping between each other. Jared was hard at work boning Martin, one of the older pledges, while Jordan had his legs wrapped tightly around Curt, one of the younger pledges. Jordan was moaning and wiggling so much that Curt almost had to hold him down to get a good rhythm going. Jordan was making sure that everyone knew he was there and that he was having fun. Curt kept trying to kiss him, probably to shut him up a little. As each guy came, some in the ass of their partner, others on chests and at least one in the mouth, they rolled back in the blanket to wait until the end of the hour. Some took the opportunity to talk or eat and drink. When they thought the hour was up, they all headed off as a group talking excitedly about what might be next. They arrived at a clearing where a small wooden garage like shack was located. It looked run down and abandoned. A glow stick at the entrance reveal instructions on the door. `Enter and be silent.'

"Ooooo," said one pledge trying to sound like it was a scary thing. The pledges entered and found the room to be nice and warm which was a welcome change as they were all chilled again. In the centre of the room were two naked girls lying on a table with two naked boys standing behind them at their heads.

There was a shelf to the side that was lit with another glow stick and more instructions. `Part of being a brother in the Q is being able to take control of a situation and enjoy yourself. In front of you are two males and two females. They will do what you ask, but will not talk. But remember, what goes around comes around. At the end of two hours they will leave no matter what you are in the middle of doing. Once they have left remain where you are for part two.'

"So what type of things are we supposed to use them for?" Asked 16 year old Dale who was having trouble keeping his dick down in the warm room, especially with the new naked people in front of him. What they didn't know is that we were watching from the outside of the cabin through peepholes. The pledge committee members would also be taking notes.

"Since they are naked, I suppose we could pretty much do anything. How many of you have seen a girl naked before in real life," asked 19 year old Glenn. Only 5 of the guys put up their hand. "How many of you have had sex with a girl before?" Only 4 hands went up this time. 16 year old Dale had said he had seen a naked girl, but hadn't had sex with one. "So maybe we start there. Everyone should take a look at the girls up close and check them out."

"Wait," said Darrell, one of the 17 year olds. "Look at the pairs. This guy isn't shaved and is uncut. The girl with him is also natural with a full pubic bush. But the other pair doesn't have any pubic hair and the guy is circumcised." Do you think that matters?"

The discussed it for a while and wondered if maybe that's what the scissors were for that they had been given.

"Should we trim the pubes of the guy and the girl to make it look better?"

"It said what goes around comes around so if we shave them, wouldn't they shave us?" J.P. asked.

"French guy has a point," said Peter. "Maybe one of the guys who is already shaved should do it."

"Let's just check them out first," Glenn suggested. The guys moved to look at the girls on the table. One of the pledges reached out and touched the girl's boobs and then felt the other girl to compare. It didn't take much encouragement for others to have a feel after that. "Take a look at the pussy next," Glenn said as he pulled her legs wide and let them hang over the sides of the table. He put his hand on her mound and began to rub either side of it and pulled the lips apart as the guys watched. "This is almost as much fun as fingering a guy's hole and checking for his prostate," he grinned as he pushed a finger into her. He made sure to give the guys plenty of room to watch. "See, it's hot to watch. The guy over there is already hard," he mentioned as he pointed to the guy standing behind her head. He had a rock hard dick out in front of him now easily at 7½ inches. "Plus a few of you seem to be enjoying it."

"You fuck her?" Peter said pointing at Jordan.

"I don't do girls. I'm gay," he protested. "I'm hard because that guy is cute and has a big boner. I'd love to have that inside me."

"I think we should all fuck one of these girls before we leave, so that we know the difference between sex with guys and sex with girls. Some of you might even like it." Glenn got on his knees and pulled the girl to the end of the table and spread her pussy lips open and made a real show of pushing his tongue into her. Some of the guys mumbled at how gross that was, while others watched fascinated. After he'd ate her out for a bit, he stood up showing off his erection. "Okay boys pay attention, I'm gonna fuck this bitch and show you what it's like." He pushed his cock into her and lifted the girl's legs onto his shoulders to get better depth.

"Seems the same as fucking a guy if you ask me," said Jordan watching the show. "Except there's no handle to hold onto while you fuck," he giggled. Some of the others chuckled along with him, and slowly each of them was getting an erection. Some from watching others bone up, some probably from watching Glenn's dick going in and out, and probably a few who were looking forward to trying a girl for the first time.

"I wanna rim one of the guys," said Myles as he went over to the hairy guy and asked him to bend over. He got on his knees and pulled the guys cheeks apart to show off a hairy crack. From the look on his face, it was obvious that he hadn't seen many hairy asses like that. He carefully stuck his tongue into it and licked the full length of the guy's ass. When he decided it wasn't that bad, he went to town rimming the guy and getting as deep into him as he could. Glenn meanwhile announced he was cumming and quickly pulled out and shot his load all over the floor. I guess he didn't want to chance getting her pregnant. Then he told the new guy with the hardon to show everyone else how to fuck a chick. The guy came around and repositioned the girl on the table and climbed on top and fucked her. Everyone was watching him, especially his sweet smooth ass as it bounced up and down. J.P. couldn't take any more and went to the side of the table and spread the guy's ass cheeks apart before dropping his face into it to give him a nice rimming while jerking his own cock. The guy doing the fucking moaned and kept going, but he lost his concentration several times as he enjoyed his hole being tongued.

"Don't cum in her," warned Martin. "We should get a chance to suck his dick ourselves."

"Yeah, you can taste that pussy juice on his pole," Glenn said crudely.

"Are you sure you like guys?" Martin asked to Glenn.

"Yeah, I like both equally. Nothing hotter than smoking a pole dipped in pussy sauce."

"Fuck, if you keep talking like that I'm going to throw up," said Joel.

The action continued as a couple of guys stepped up to fuck the two girls and then it was decided that the one with the hairy bush should be trimmed, so four guys got to work with their scissors and trimmed the pubes of both the guy and the girl until they looked more respectable. Then they fingered the girls and the guys to see the differences. Those who wanted to do something chose either a girl or a guy and went at it. Everyone was getting fucked, sucked, fingered and rimmed. The guys got most of the attention, but the girls got a decent share as well, but nowhere near as much. A couple of the guys gave in and tried to fuck a girl just to see what it was like, and commented on the difference between and ass and a vagina.

Myles had fucked all four and even sat on the cocks of both guys. He was making sure to get the full experience of everything. He even had all four of them rim his ass so he could say who was best. Then he licked all six holes of the four people and commented on each one. It was as if he were checking them out for a prize show somewhere. Most of the guys shot a load one place or another. A few had dumped their loads prematurely inside the girls and were being teased by the guys about getting a chick pregnant. Others did what they knew and pumped the guys full of jizz. It was a full on educational experience, and then suddenly the four people got up and left the room completely naked.

"I guess our two hours is up," Glenn said. "Hope you all got to check out a pussy and put your dick in one. At least you'll be able to say that you know for sure which you like."

They continued talking until the door swung open rapidly and crashed against the wall. Four big hairy naked guys walked in and blocked the entrance.

"Round two boys." Boomed the first guy.

"Oh shit," said Jordan. "Here comes the `what goes around comes around part'."

"You, sissy boy. Who told you you could talk? Get over here?" Jordan walked over to the guy who was easily 6'6" and 250lbs of solid muscle. He looked way up at the guy. "You obviously have a mouth on you, so we'll see how that works later. Turn around and show me that tight little ass." Jordan turned around and pulled his ass slightly apart. "Christ boy, I wanna see the merchandise before I buy it. Bend the fuck over and spread those cheeks." Jordan did as he was told. "Nice pink hole. I'll bet that's one sweet pussy. You boys every see a pussy that looked so tight?" The other three massive guys took a look.

"No boss, I think this little bitch is ripe for a good breeding from some real men," said one of the other guys who was just about as solidly built.

"Yeah that's what I was thinking. Carry her over and put her on the table. Get her legs spread nice and wide."

Jordan was basically carried to the table and bent over the edge of it, his legs painfully wide apart.

"Any of you little fags ever taste a nice sweet pussy before?" Not one of the guys said a word or even moved.

"What about you boy? I heard you like the pussy," he said pointing at Glenn. "Get over there and shove your tongue between her cunt lips. Taste that sweet virgin before we pop her cherry."

I almost laughed out loud which might have blown my cover as we hid outside watching strategically through the holes in the walls. Virgin pussy? Jordan? Boy was that guy licking up the wrong hole. We watched as Glenn got on his knees and had his head slammed into Jordan's ass to rim him hard.

"What about the rest of you little girls? Who wants to taste a nice big cock of a real man?" You big tits, get over here," he boomed pointing at Sam. Sam was well built and had nice pecs, but I'm sure he wouldn't like being called big tits. Those are some sweet boobies you got there princess," he said as he reached up and twisted Sam's nipples before he went down on each one and sucked on them. "Oh yeah, we're gonna milk those before the night is out. I love a big titty woman as much as I like one with a lot of junk in her trunk. Wait there until I need you. My dick is aching for some relief. You, pussy muncher...get out of the way. I need to fuck this bitch." Glen scrambled out from between Jordan's legs as the big guy stepped up behind him, spit on his dick and rammed it in without so much as an introduction. Jordan yelped at the intrusion but took it like the true bottom he was. "Yeah, that's what I thought. She like's a man's cock in her. That's a tight pussy boys. You all gotta ride this. He fucked Jordan hard and continued his commentary the whole time about what a slutty little whore she was, how she gagged for a real man's cock and how he was going to breed her. He pulled out before he came and grabbed one of the other big guys to take his place. One by one they fucked Jordan until they'd had enough, but none of them came. Jordan was pulled off the table and sent back with the guys. Something told me he was disappointed that it was over...for now.

"We need some of these baby bitches to come lick the pussy juice off us. Nothing hotter than smoking a pole dipped in pussy sauce," he said using Glenn's words verbatim. He pulled Glenn over and made him suck off one of the guys and then one by one selected someone to lick the other three cocks. Jared and J.P. had been selected for this duty. Myles was given the task of rimming two of the guys and smelling their manliness. Of course he loved it and boned up quickly.

"Awww isn't that sweet. Princess puddlecakes likes eating out a real man. Get her up on the table and let's use her properly." The guys lifted Myles off the floor, flipped him onto his back widthways on the table. One guy pushed Myles' head back and shoved his cock right down his throat, while another stepped between his legs and shoved his cock into him. Myles was used to this and took both dicks like a professional. A third guy came up and began pulling on Myles' tits stretching them beyond anything I thought possible. It caused Myles to cry out in pain, so they slapped him hard on the belly to shut him up. He was fucked hard for several minutes, until they released him.

"There's nothing I hate worse than a bitch who can't trim her pussy. I like to be able to eat her out without getting hair in between my teeth. Line up against the wall baby girls. Time to clean up the work spaces. The pledges lined up and the guys pulled out two cordless trimmers and quickly removed the pubes from all the guys that had any. It wasn't a smooth shave job, it was just done quickly.

"Put your hands behind your heads, girls. I noticed that several of you chicks think you're European with those hairy rats under your arms." He quickly went along the line removing the underarm hair with a couple swipes of the trimmer. "Much better. Just a couple more things and we'll be ready to fuck each of you." The guys were given a shot of perfume and lipstick.

"Now you're beginning to smell and look better. Almost something I'd want to get my dick into." He pulled the first four guys out of line and bent them over the edge of the table. They fucked them side by side talking about how their bitches were with each thrust. Then they said they were bored and got the next four, followed by the final four. Jordan and Myles were the unlucky (or lucky) guys as they had got fucked more than anyone else. On the final four, the guys dumped their loads into them. "That's a nice night of slutty bitches. We should go grab a few beers boys. Maybe we'll find some hotter chicks at the bar. Just one last thing girls. You're gonna need to look better to get home." He pulled out a bunch of clothes from his bag and threw them on the table. "Get dressed and get your asses home. Don't even think about going to the old band shelter in the park that's on your map." The four big guys left and we watched as the guys scrambled for the clothes, only to realize that they were dresses in various sizes. Jordan quickly pulled out a small red one that he squeezed into. I hated to admit it, but with his lipstick and the dress, he looked pretty hot as a girl. His slim body was shown off nicely with the tight fitting dress. Other guys such as Peter and Joel, didn't look quite as convincing. Poor Martin ended up with a flowered dress that looked like it was three sizes too big and came from the 60's. I wished I had my camera for that shot.

"So do you think we should head home or go to the band shelter on our map? If it's a trick, we could all fail if we just go home," Curt said looking fabulous in his blue patterned dress.

"We could also fail if we go to the band shelter," Jared said cautiously.

Darrell suggested that they sneak up to the band stand to have a look and if there was no one waiting or no instructions, to just head home. The group debated what to do for a while until Jordan spoke up.

"Wait, didn't that hooded dude at the beginning say we had to check in by 7am at our last checkpoint? Why would Sasquatch tell us not to go to the band shelter, when he could have just said go home? I say he wanted us to know that our last checkpoint was the band shelter."

The guys murmured for a while and decided that he made the most sense, so they raced out of the shack towards the direction on their map where the band shelter was located. They approached with caution and suggested Jordan go check it out since it was his idea.

"I'm not crawling through the bushes in my pretty dress. I might want to use this to go clubbing in next weekend, bitches," he said snapping his fingers. They laughed and Joel agreed to go check it out. He snuck up and went up into the old band stand shelter. He stood for a while looking at something and then came running back.

"There's another clue and it said `open the envelope at 7am if you think you are at the right location.'

"What the fuck does that mean?" Martin asked. "How the hell do we know when it's 7am?"

"The old church bell," replied Sam.

"What church bell?" Asked Dale.

"There's a church a distance from here that rings those fucking bells every hour and half hour. The one on the half hour is just one ding, but the one on the hour tells you what time it is. If we wait and are quiet we should be able to hear it."

"Couldn't we just run somewhere and find a clock?"

"Sure, let's go into the all night convenience store and see how long it takes for us to get arrested," Curt complained.

"I'd go in like this, no problem," said Jordan. "I look amazing. But if it takes too long to get there and back we might miss 7am. Let's wait for at least one bell and then we'll know we have at least a half hour before the actual hour chimes."

So they waited for the chimes which indicated that it was 6am. So they settled in for another hour and cuddled up talking and getting to know each other more. A few guys took the opportunity to get under the dresses of others for a blow job or two, but most just relaxed and talked and tried to stay warm. When 7am hit, they raced for the band stand and opened the final clue.

`Congratulations. Tonight's task is over...well almost. We have a limited budget for our pledges and we will need 6 dresses back. The other six can be kept as part of your experience. Choose which six will go home with dresses and who will go home completely naked.'

We watched as they discussed it, and I wasn't surprised to see Myles be the first to strip after Jared whispered in his ear. No doubt he pulled out the master/slave card for that one. The others weren't quite as willing, and they discussed who lived closer or had the most protected route home or to a friend's house. Jared, Jordan, and J.P realized that they could easily get to our place if they made their way to the waterfront and stroll along the beach. It would be a long walk but most of the area was secluded and often frequented by nudists. They all volunteered. Martin also dumped his oversize retro garment, saying he would rather be caught naked than in that thing. Finally Curt said that if he could go with Jordan and the guys, he would dump his dress too as long as they promised he could borrow clothes when they arrived at where they were going. They promised, so he dropped his dress and the group split up after giving hugs and kisses. I smiled to myself at how easily Jared had promised to give away our clothes, not even thinking that we might say no. From where we were, it was easily going to take them a couple of hours to get to us, so Colin and I raced home after saying goodbye to Kelly and the guys. We got in the house and everyone was still asleep, so we raced up to the bedroom, had a nice long hot shower together and climbed into bed.

"ADAM, please turn off the perimeter alarm and let us know when someone activates the center camera along the west fence." The ding indicated that my request was confirmed. Colin and I drifted off to sleep for a couple of hours knowing that we would soon be invaded by 5 naked guys. It felt like we had only been asleep for three minutes when ADAM alerted us to movement on the back camera. In actual fact it had been three hours. I dragged my naked ass to the other room and stood looking into the back yard. Strolling through the gate were the tired and weary looking naked guys. I smiled and went to let Colin know they were here. He mumbled something about letting them stay outside as he needed more sleep and rolled over. I pulled on a pair of shorts and went down to the kitchen to find Kyle and Troy having cereal and toast.

"Late breakfast boys?" I grinned.

"Look who's talking. We at least got home before 7am." Kyle grinned.

"How do you know what time we got home?" I asked.

"Duh! ADAM what time did Justin and Colin get home last night?"

"Arrival time at main entrance was 7:26am." I grinned sheepishly. I didn't know it could do that, but I suppose it made sense.

"ADAM we really have to talk about boundaries," I said out loud.

"If you say so," he replied, causing Troy and Kyle to laugh.

"Okay, but not a word to anyone okay. We were doing pledging stuff last night and the guys are walking up to our back door as we speak. Not a word about what time we got home?"

"Pledging?" Troy asked causing me to stop in my tracks. Shit I'd totally forgotten that Troy wasn't a member of the Q yet. I still didn't think he was ready, but I was so tired I'd totally forgotten. I should write this stuff down somewhere to keep track of it all.

"He means pledging with the new academy stuff," Kyle blurted out quickly.

"Oh, I get it. Like a frat hazing thing," Troy said smiling.

"Right. Just don't say anything okay." I mouthed a thank you to Kyle. We heard the knocking on the back door to the pool level and we went down to meet them. All of them were standing there naked and dirty, with only Curt covering his crotch with his hands.

"Now if the Girl Guides sold cookies dressed like this, they'd sell a lot more," I laughed as the strolled in."

"I can't wait to hear this story," I laughed.

"Umm, we went skinny dipping at the beach and when we came out someone stole all our clothes," lied Jared. "So we walked like three kilometres to get here."

"You walked naked all the way here?" I asked playing along.

"Well it was either that or take the bus, and we don't exactly have our bus pass on us," he smiled as he put his hands out to the side and spun around.

"What's with the felt pen drawing all over your chests?" I asked pointing at Myles and J.P."

"Just our own map to guide us to your place," Jared lied again. I decided not to pursue it any further.

"I guess first things first, go take a shower. You all look like you rolled in mud the whole way here. I don't think we've met. I'm Justin and this is Kyle and Troy," I said putting my hand out to Curt. He took one hand away from his crotch and shook my hand.

"Curt," he said nervously.

"Even though we're only in our underwear, I kinda feel overdressed around you guys," I chuckled. "You guys staying for a while or are you heading home?"

"That depends on whether or not you'll lend us some clothes," grinned Jordan. "I'd be fine hanging out naked here for a while as long as you join us."

"No problem borrowing clothes. You know where all the closets are. I'm sure you'll find something to wear."

"Do you have any red party dresses?" laughed Jared as he bumped Jordan.

"No, no, I can honest say that we don't have that. Just boy clothes."

"Too bad. Jordan was just saying how he'd look fabulous in a tight red dress. Maybe you could play some dance tunes and he could prance around like Lady Gaga.

"ADAM, play Lady Gaga," I said into the air. A random tune came on which was one of her old ones `Bad Romance'.

"Come on Jordan, earn those clothes," I laughed. He began dancing around with his arms in the air.

"you know that I want you...you know that I need you..." he sang as he danced around the pool deck. The guys cheered him on and he knew every word. He wiggled his ass causing his dick to swing back and forth.

"Shit Jordan, you're giving me a boner," Troy laughed adjusting his crotch.

"Well whip it out and dance with me," he said dancing over to him and reaching for his waistband. Troy jumped back then stood with his hands on his hips, put his thumbs into the shorts and pushed them down and kicked them aside. He wasn't kidding as he was almost fully hard. He went up behind Jordan, grabbed him by the hips and pressed against him and they began to swing back and forth together. Jared and Myles cheered him on. By the time he stepped back he was fully erect and Jordan was half hard.

"You caused this, you'll have to take care of it," Troy smiled as he waved his cock at Jordan. He grabbed his dick and pulled him off towards the large bathroom.

"The rest of you might as well join them and get cleaned up. I'm sure Jordan will start the foam and will want to some fun before he heads home."

"I think he might be too tired. We've been awake a while," Jared said as they headed to the bathroom as well. Curt was still hiding his dick cautiously. Kyle and I just shrugged, dropped our underwear and followed them. As expected the foam had been started and while the shower heads were keeping it down, it was still pouring out of the wall and being rubbed over each other as they cleaned up. Troy was the first one to do something. He bent Jordan over the counter and had him spread his legs. He fucked him while everyone else watched. Kyle must be learning what he knew from me, because before I could make a move, he had dropped to his knees in front of the new guy and pulled his arms away from his 6½" uncut cock. Curt just stood there as Kyle sucked him off. I was going to have to move faster with Kyle around, or he'd be plucking all the boys out from under me...I said PLUCKING...PL...PL! He looked up and saw me staring at him sucking the young guys cock and smiled. He knew what he was doing and gave me the look to tease me about it. I didn't bother to go after anyone else as I knew they'd had a busy night. Troy finished with Jordan and they kissed as soon as Troy pulled out of his ass.

"Thanks for that," Troy said. "I was worried that I was going to have to give it to Kyle again today. He's fun but that ass is kinda getting sloppy after being poked so much."

"It's on Facebook. Facebook, I tell you!" Kyle complained as he stopped sucking Curt for a second. He doubled his efforts and had Curt fire some juice into him.

"Nice load Curt. You should stay over and we can go up to my room and maybe fuck for a while if you want to."

"I would, but I've been awake all night. I'm kinda tired."

"No problem. You can fall asleep and Kyle will just fuck you anyway. He's not picky are you Kyle?" I laughed. We finished showering and dried off. Curt wrapped in his towel and went with all the guys up to Kyle and Troy's rooms to find clothes to wear. ADAM was still playing Lady Gaga, so I told him to stop. When they came back down, they were all fully dressed and Kyle asked if he could borrow the SUV to take the guys home.

"You know where the keys are. You don't need permission, dude."

"Thanks for loaning us the clothes. I'll give them back as soon as I get home," Curt said appreciatively. "You have an awesome place too, by the way."

"Thanks Curt. If you guys all want to drop by later today, we're having Chinese for dinner."

"Are we having real Chinese food, or are we doing the Asian neighbor again like the last time you said we were having Chinese for dinner," Kyle said as he ran out to the garage giggling like a little girl.

"7pm if you want." I yelled as I watched as the guys piled into the SUV and took off. I locked the door and went back to bed with Colin. I was exhausted. What a night.

End of Chapter.

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