(This is a continuation of my stories with Adam, be sure to check them out!
Suffice to say Adam is a 6 ft, brown haired muscle jock)
A few weeks after Adam's first house party experience, he received a message from his friend Ross: "Hey, remember that guy I was with at the party? Paul? Well, it sounds like you made a big impression on him! In fact, he wants to recommend you to a friend of his who runs a regular group thing. Are you interested?" Adam couldn't wait to get involved in more groups so he sent a message back asking for more details. Ross replied, "I've given the guy your email address so he should be in touch soon."
For a week or so, Adam was anxiously awaiting word from this mysterious new guy, regularly checking his emails. When he got out of the shower one Tuesday morning, he noticed a new email in his inbox entitled "Initiation". He hurriedly opened it up to find a man called Max inviting him to a little gathering with their group. Details were few but Max supplied a time and date for the following Saturday along with an address not too far away. He also said he wouldn't be the only one trying out as well as providing a link to his social media so if Paul's recommendation wasn't enough, he could see it was genuine. After looking at his page and seeing some photos, Adam was satisfied it was legit. The email ended with "you only need to bring yourself, don't forget to wear your favorite jockstrap! See you soon, Max"
Adam arrived at the venue out in the countryside a few minutes early. He walked up some paved steps to the front door and rang the video doorbell. After a pause, a voice asked him to push the door and take a seat. After a few minutes, he heard the buzz of the doorbell and another guy walked in. He immediately introduced himself as Greg, a 5'8 blond-haired guy with a twink-ish build. Before they had any more time to chat, a door opens and they're told to go inside and strip down to their jockstraps. Adam can't help but ask, "Hey, do you actually know what's going to happen?" Greg shakes his head and tells Adam how nervous he is. Once they'd undressed, two men in masks with leather trousers on entered the room, "Max is waiting for you. Turn around and put your hands behind your backs." They readily comply before being handcuffed and blindfolded. Before they know what's happening, the two men strong-arm them into a larger room. Greg could somehow feel the presence of a few other men in there.
Greg and Adam pushed towards the centre of the room and told to follow every direction they're given. They sense two men walk round them and stand in front of them. They're told to look only straight ahead until told otherwise as blindfolds are removed. They can see barely clothed men around the room in their peripheral vision but they can't make out any details. They see two men standing only a few inches in front of them. The one in front of Adam gives off serious Daddy vibes with a jet-black stylish beard and a hairy toned torso partially covered by a harness. The other one, in front of Greg, seems to be more of a blonde-haired, blue eyed jock sporting a black rubber tank top but still showing off plenty of his toned chest.
The leader of the group, Max, 6 ft 1 and bald with striking facial features circles them both wearing a skintight rubber t-shirt and matching jockstrap while holding a small riding crop. "Adam, meet Nick. Greg, meet Sam. You're going to be getting well-acquainted with each other very soon." Max walks over to a table where a small bell sits, striking it once and announcing, "The first test -- the kiss." Adam suddenly feels a hint of embarrassment as he casts his eyes downwards. Max administers a short, sharp shock to Adam's ass before commanding, "Eyes front!" Hearing the whip of the crop is enough to spur Greg into action, gently bringing his lips towards those of his blond lover.