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Part 12 – Bill’s Initiation
It wasn’t what the note said, but where I found the note that made me curious. If the hot water wasn’t functional, why not put a note on the outer door or by the shower entrance. Whoever put the note in my locker wanted ME to specifically follow their directions. At this time of day and in this place, I had a pretty good idea just who was behind the summons.
Arriving at my usual time, having a typical day, and no special weekend plans, I didn’t expect much from my Friday afternoon swim. It had been several days since meeting Jason and he had made himself scarce since seeing my boner rising out of the whirlpool. But it was the way he blushed, the excitement flush that starts on the neck before rising to the face, and not a flash in the cheeks, that was the real tell-tale sign. This note had to be from Jason. He wanted to observe me on his turf and not in the forbidden zone of the Members Only locker room.
After undressing, I grabbed my towel and obeyed the directions by not showering. Slowly walking out to the pool and not finding anyone around, as expected, I continued into the Daily Use lockers. Water was running in the showers, but the room was otherwise silent. I was careful to keep the door from closing too quickly and announce my presence. Walking to the shower entrance, I could only imagine what might be waiting for me there. I expected to see Jason, probably facing the wall, but none the less anticipating my arrival. Would he be hard, or better yet already in the throws of self-passion stroking his dick for me to see as I entered the showers?
Rounding the corner, I stopped short as the scene unfolded in front of my eyes. It was Jason with his back to the doorway, but it was also Rob from the weight room lathering Jason in return for subtle touches to his pecs and nipples. Hoping my approach had been quiet enough, I held my breath, watching eagerly as the two young studs intensely observed and caressed the others body. My heart skipped a few beats as my cock sprang to attention in honor of their intentional display for my benefit. A few seconds past before my gaze triggered a response from Jason and Rob. They turned their attention to me and smiled like two Cheshire cats, guiding me to the destination of their own desires.
I took up a place near a shower spigot and turned on the water. After the water started to trickle down my chest, I grabbed a dollop of all-in-one body wash from the dispenser and lathered myself to match the fraternal uniform. My slim cock ring was making my veined cock bob and shimmer in the dim light. Finally, it was Jason that broke the silence with instructions for my participation. His words were hushed and stilted as he described our initiation circle jerk. We were to be quiet and take in the site of each man’s orgasm, then leave without speaking. The brothers in this secret society were to offer a signal before firing our sacrificial seed, a thumbs up. All of this fraternity imagery was intensely erotic, taking me back to my college days.
Like lava, my three day load of jizz was setting right at the base of my cock and wouldn’t take much to erupt. In fact, Rob was the first to give the signal and present his load for payment into the group. Amazingly, just before the first eruption, his head swelled opening his slit wide as the veins along his shaft looked like they would burst. This was instantly followed by several thick ropes of cum which landed almost directly on the drain cover. Rob had a pleased look on his face and met my gaze looking for approval of his efforts. But before I could nod, Jason held his thumb high in the air over his head, pushed out his pelvis and blew his nut directly in front of Rob’s feet. Another healthy load to be sure, but a good distance further than his, um, co-initiate (I suppose). The distance he shot must have taken some effort on Jason’s part, because he became weak kneed and almost fell before landing in a sprinter’s stance.
Now it was my turn. Being the sage and experienced member of this new brotherhood, I had to present a display of my prowess. Working my cock and PC muscle in unison, I squeezed my glutes and alternated stiffening my thighs. I was confident in my abilities and felt certain that I was about to outperform my young friends. In seconds of the final contracting of my thighs, I felt my anus quiver. This was my internal clue to offer the fraternal sign. Bringing my arms straight out from my chest I raised both thumbs, squeezed my glutes together and blasted out a hands-free jet of roping cum. The flow of seed crossed over the drain and well past both guys. Although I continued with five or so other volleys, neither Rob nor Jason noticed. They were transfixed on the glob of white jizz laying near the opposite wall.
I let them have a few seconds to collect their thoughts, while I rinsed the remaining lather from my skin. Turning off the water, I crossed the floor, and instinctively clamped them both on the shoulder signaling the end of our ritual. Unfortunately, I made a breach of etiquette by speaking as I exited the ‘initiation chamber’, “You fellas have some potential, I look forward to meeting up again on Monday.” But I knew all would be forgiven by the next chapter meeting.
To Be Continued…
It wasn’t what the note said, but where I found the note that made me curious. If the hot water wasn’t functional, why not put a note on the outer door or by the shower entrance. Whoever put the note in my locker wanted ME to specifically follow their directions. At this time of day and in this place, I had a pretty good idea just who was behind the summons.
Arriving at my usual time, having a typical day, and no special weekend plans, I didn’t expect much from my Friday afternoon swim. It had been several days since meeting Jason and he had made himself scarce since seeing my boner rising out of the whirlpool. But it was the way he blushed, the excitement flush that starts on the neck before rising to the face, and not a flash in the cheeks, that was the real tell-tale sign. This note had to be from Jason. He wanted to observe me on his turf and not in the forbidden zone of the Members Only locker room.
After undressing, I grabbed my towel and obeyed the directions by not showering. Slowly walking out to the pool and not finding anyone around, as expected, I continued into the Daily Use lockers. Water was running in the showers, but the room was otherwise silent. I was careful to keep the door from closing too quickly and announce my presence. Walking to the shower entrance, I could only imagine what might be waiting for me there. I expected to see Jason, probably facing the wall, but none the less anticipating my arrival. Would he be hard, or better yet already in the throws of self-passion stroking his dick for me to see as I entered the showers?
Rounding the corner, I stopped short as the scene unfolded in front of my eyes. It was Jason with his back to the doorway, but it was also Rob from the weight room lathering Jason in return for subtle touches to his pecs and nipples. Hoping my approach had been quiet enough, I held my breath, watching eagerly as the two young studs intensely observed and caressed the others body. My heart skipped a few beats as my cock sprang to attention in honor of their intentional display for my benefit. A few seconds past before my gaze triggered a response from Jason and Rob. They turned their attention to me and smiled like two Cheshire cats, guiding me to the destination of their own desires.
I took up a place near a shower spigot and turned on the water. After the water started to trickle down my chest, I grabbed a dollop of all-in-one body wash from the dispenser and lathered myself to match the fraternal uniform. My slim cock ring was making my veined cock bob and shimmer in the dim light. Finally, it was Jason that broke the silence with instructions for my participation. His words were hushed and stilted as he described our initiation circle jerk. We were to be quiet and take in the site of each man’s orgasm, then leave without speaking. The brothers in this secret society were to offer a signal before firing our sacrificial seed, a thumbs up. All of this fraternity imagery was intensely erotic, taking me back to my college days.
Like lava, my three day load of jizz was setting right at the base of my cock and wouldn’t take much to erupt. In fact, Rob was the first to give the signal and present his load for payment into the group. Amazingly, just before the first eruption, his head swelled opening his slit wide as the veins along his shaft looked like they would burst. This was instantly followed by several thick ropes of cum which landed almost directly on the drain cover. Rob had a pleased look on his face and met my gaze looking for approval of his efforts. But before I could nod, Jason held his thumb high in the air over his head, pushed out his pelvis and blew his nut directly in front of Rob’s feet. Another healthy load to be sure, but a good distance further than his, um, co-initiate (I suppose). The distance he shot must have taken some effort on Jason’s part, because he became weak kneed and almost fell before landing in a sprinter’s stance.
Now it was my turn. Being the sage and experienced member of this new brotherhood, I had to present a display of my prowess. Working my cock and PC muscle in unison, I squeezed my glutes and alternated stiffening my thighs. I was confident in my abilities and felt certain that I was about to outperform my young friends. In seconds of the final contracting of my thighs, I felt my anus quiver. This was my internal clue to offer the fraternal sign. Bringing my arms straight out from my chest I raised both thumbs, squeezed my glutes together and blasted out a hands-free jet of roping cum. The flow of seed crossed over the drain and well past both guys. Although I continued with five or so other volleys, neither Rob nor Jason noticed. They were transfixed on the glob of white jizz laying near the opposite wall.
I let them have a few seconds to collect their thoughts, while I rinsed the remaining lather from my skin. Turning off the water, I crossed the floor, and instinctively clamped them both on the shoulder signaling the end of our ritual. Unfortunately, I made a breach of etiquette by speaking as I exited the ‘initiation chamber’, “You fellas have some potential, I look forward to meeting up again on Monday.” But I knew all would be forgiven by the next chapter meeting.
To Be Continued…
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