The New Recruit

C.J.'s Story

I'll never forget the night my life changed.

It was a hot fall evening. My girlfriend, Jenny, and I had another fight. It seems like that's all we do any more. And things have gotten to the point that we don't have make-up sex. Or any sex, for that matter.

I'm dressed in an old t-shirt, some clingy shorts, and sneakers with no socks when I slam the door. I go to the 7-11 a few blocks away, intending to buy a six-pack to slam down in short order sitting in the park across the street from the apartment building where we live. Jenny hates when I drink, so I intend to be stinking drunk when I get home just to piss her off.

I head into the 7-11, picked up some cheap beer, and go to the counter to pay for it. I notice a big guy at the ATM, particularly notable for his gigantic red beard. I wished I could grow my beard like that, but needless to say, Jenny would never stand for it.

I'm walking down the street, grumbling to myself, practicing all the nasty things I want to say to Jenny when she gives me shit for being drunk.

"Hey, man," someone shouts out at me. It's the bearded guy from the ATM. "I think you dropped this," he says, holding out a five-dollar bill.

"I don't think so," I reply. Suddenly, I'm grabbed by a couple of other men, who put handcuffs on me and drag me to the back seat of a waiting car. Red beard gets in the passenger seat and we tear out. The two guys holding me in the back seat each grab one of my beers. I'm pissed off and a little scared, but a part of me thinks that this is some kind of joke.

We arrive in a dark parking lot behind a run-down shop of some sort. I'm pulled out of the car and led through a nondescript doorway and down some narrow stairs to a basement. I suppose someone could be living here, but if so, they don't have much stuff.

I find myself surrounded by four men, each with some extent of facial hair, but otherwise of a variety of backgrounds. Red beard is all up in my face. He tells me that I'm "hot," whatever he means by that. I wonder aloud what the fuck they're up to. A latino guy tells me that they just want to show me a good time.

I'm still nervous, but I no longer fear for my life. While intimidating, the guys seemed nice enough. One of them surprises me by stripping off his shirt, revealing an insanely hairy body. Red beard surprises me even more by stripping completely naked in front of me. I protest that I'm not gay, and this isn't my scene. A tall guy with an English accent grabs my ass and tells me I have nice buns.

Red beard falls to his knees and pulls my shorts down, revealing my dick and balls. He seems impressed, even though my quick glance reveals that his dick is about the same size. He starts sucking my dick, tentatively at first, and then suddenly engulfs me to the root. I've never felt anything like this before. He grabs my ass and starts squeezing my buns.

The big hairy guy takes off the handcuffs, raises my arm, and shocks me by burying his nose in my sweaty armpit. This seems to arouse him, to my amazement. Who knew that someone could find that appealing!

Hairy guy starts playing with my nipples. It feels like I'm being touched by electricity, and to my embarrassment, my dick starts to get hard. Red beard seems very pleased, and he continues to suck my dick.

Then, Red beard and Hairy guy switch places. Hairy guy seems to want to devour my dick. Red beard is now licking my other armpit. I feel hands on my ass, and realize that Latino guy is rubbing them. Out of the corner of my eye, I see that the Englishman has stripped completely naked, and I'm astonished to see how long his cock is. I learn that like many Europeans, he's uncircumcised, something that I didn't know was a thing.

I find myself carried by the four to the large bed. I'm embarrassed at being naked with four unknown men, but they all seem to be into it. I'm surprised when they each grab one of my limbs and tie me down to the bed. Rather than being afraid, I find it exciting, and my stiff dick gives me away. The Englishman stands behind my head, and rubs his uncircumcised dick on my face. I'm fascinated by how different his cock is from everyone else's. It has a certain smell to it which I actually find kinda pleasant. In fact, it turns me on a little. I open my mouth and very tentatively stick my tongue out to lick it. I'm surprised that it tastes good.

Meanwhile, Hairy guy is standing at the corner of the bed and places his thick cock and hairy balls in my hand. I instinctively grab them gently, and I can feel them swell, which gives me a little thrill.

Suddenly, I'm shocked to find that Red beard has stuck his face between my legs, behind my balls. He seems to be smelling and licking my taint. What the hell? Still, it feels kinda good, and is certainly something I've never felt before.

Latino guy climbs into a weird hammock-like thing (which I later learn is a sling), with his legs spread wide and his ass clearly visible to everyone in the room. The Englishman has pushed a good portion of his cock into my mouth, and with a pang of shame, I start running my tongue underneath his foreskin. He seems to like that. Red beard tears himself away from my crotch, goes over and starts licking Latino guy's asshole. I'm shocked by what I see, but I'm quickly distracted when Hairy guy starts sucking my dick again. Jenny only ever put my dick in her mouth a few times, and it never felt this good.

I notice that Red beard has stopped licking Latino guy's asshole and is sticking fingers in him instead. "Fuck me, Jake," Latino cries. Ah, so Red beard's name is Jake! I watch as Jake pushes his hard dick into Latino guy's ass with very little effort.

Hairy guy is continuing to suck my dick, and I'm feeling like I might cum at any second. The Englishman pulls his dick out of my mouth and goes over to stand next to Jake. Hairy guy stops blowing me, fortunately before I reach orgasm. The events of the past half hour or so have me very confused. I'll confess to having had thoughts of having sex with men from the time I left my parents' toxic house at 18, but never acted on it. Instead, I got into a group of friends, male and female, who were pretty open to heterosexual intercourse with each other. I would later learn that it was very

conventional

heterosexual sex, strictly vaginal, very little oral, and absolutely no anal. It was always one guy and one girl, alone.

Hairy guy and Jake startle me by untying my arms and legs, dragging me to my feet, and escorting me over to where Latino guy is getting fucked by the Englishman. I'm amazed to watch the Englishman's huge cock gliding effortlessly in and out of Latino's asshole. Suddenly, Englishman lets out a curse, and clearly reaches orgasm completely within the Latino's rectum. Finally, he pulls out, and a stream of semen pours out of the Latino's gaping ass. Hairy guy quickly gets to his knees to lick it up off the floor and then from the Englishman's slowly deflating dick.

I'm still amazed to find that my dick is hard, and that I have butterflies in my stomach. The Englishman turns to me and asks if I want to try. Jake tells me to fuck Eric's ass. Bingo! I know that Latino guy is named Eric! When Eric asks me to fuck him, I feel like I'm going to pass out. But I move into position and put the head of my cock against his swollen asshole.

I find very little resistance to my entry. I try not to think about the Englishman's cum that is lubricating my path. Instead, I'm amazed at how good it feels to be inside another man's ass. I can feel Eric squeezing down on my dick as I fuck him. The expression on his face and the swelling of his cock tells me that I'm doing just fine. That, combined with the fact that the other three guys are stroking their dicks watching me, leads me to one of the strongest orgasms I've ever had. The stimulation is so intense that I instinctively pull my dick out of Eric before I'm done.

Hairy guy, whose cock is as big around as my forearm, gently pushes me aside and not-so-gently drives his big cock into Eric's ass. The sight of that huge dick effortlessly plunging into that tiny hole blows my mind. I can't believe that I'm watching this.

Hairy guy has worked up quite a sweat, such that his copious body hair is soaked. But instead of stinking like a gym locker room, his sweat had a sweet and savory quality that I find quite attractive. Abruptly, his body stiffens and he lets out a series of loud moans. Clearly, he is ejaculating into Eric.

Jake returns to position to complete the task he started earlier, his dick sliding right into Eric's hole, causing some semen to leak out. Jake takes the extra measure to stroke Eric's dick, which seems to add some stimulation to both of them. Within a minute or two, Eric is ejaculating a large quantity of semen all over his hairy chest. I think Jake is ejaculating at the same time, as he changes from long continuous motions into Eric and instead makes several rapid, short thrusts.

Eric climbs out of the sling, his legs a little rubbery. He and Jake and the other two guide me back to the bed. We all climb on top of it, with a tangle of body parts all over the place. I notice that the other guys are kissing each other. Jake approaches me tentatively, and I consent to my first kiss with another man. Before long, I've kissed all four of them and have touched most of the four dicks and asses that aren't mine.

I think I fell asleep for a little while. I was awakened when the Englishman asks me my name. "C.J.," I reply, giving my common nickname rather than my actual given name of Clarence. Never mind my middle name, Jeremiah. But at last I learn the names of the other two guys I didn't pick up already. Hairy guy is named Brian. The Englishman is Stu. There's a warmth in the four of them that I find appealing.

Eventually, Jake says that he figures it's time to get me home. Home, I think. Jenny. After this evening, I'm not sure I care for her much. Despite how the evening began, I've never felt quite as welcome and appreciated as I do now.

Jake and I leave the basement. He's taken a six-pack of beer out of a small refrigerator, "to make up for the beer we stole from you," he says. We climb into the car, and in silence he drives me back to the convenience store where it all started. Jake says something about being "in the club, if I want," but I don't really know what that means. My mind is taken up with a thrilling recollection of everything that's happened this evening.

I slowly walk back to the apartment I share with Jenny. I may have planned to show up stinking drunk, but I actually show up just stinking. I smell of the sweat and semen and goodness knows what of five men, including myself. As I open the door, she's standing in the entryway with a furious expression on her face.

"Where have you been," she demands, shrilly.

"Out," I reply gruffly.

"You stink like a pig sty, Clarence," she says. I know for a fact that she has no idea what a pig sty smells like. I just shrug. "You're sleeping on the couch tonight," she adds. She goes to our bedroom and slams the door. I can hear a chair being moved to make it impossible for me to enter. Like I'd want to do that.

I know I need a good hot shower before I sleep, so I strip off my clothes and head into the bathroom. I lock the door; I don't want that bitch hassling me any more tonight. I get into the shower stall, thinking about everything I've experienced in the last few hours. Jake, with the massive beard who seemed to be the mastermind. Brian, the massively hung bear of a man. Eric, the mustachioed Latino with the insatiable ass. And Stu, the tall furry Englishman with the massive uncircumcised dick. As I wash my torso, I find myself getting aroused, thinking of each of the four of them. Before long, I'm stroking my cock remembering what it was like fucking Eric. And how good Stu's cock felt in my mouth. And how heavy Brian's package felt. And how Jake kissed me like it actually meant something.

After orgasming all over the shower curtain, with a moan loud enough for Jenny to hear, I dry myself off and settle on the couch, completely naked. I fall asleep, knowing several things: I'm never shaving my face again (nor will I ever shave any part of my body); I need to get out of this relationship; and I want to see the guys again. Oh, and I'm

not

going to clean my seed off the shower curtain.

I also think I might be gay.