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Nine Holes

I had been exchanging furtive glances with the same guy all night, but I really did not think the two of us would hook up, largely because he was so unbearably attractive. He was one of those guys that walk into the bar and immediately everyone looks up. I suppose this is not unusual behavior for a bunch of guys in a bar, but the thing is, when a guy like Jared walks in, everyone not only looks at him, they keep their eyes on him. He is so attractive that you can't help but play out your chances with him, knowing the whole time you will not land a guy like that in bed. He is the type you either see on softball fields, with a gorgeous wife cheering him on from the stands, or on those expensive high profile porn videos, the ones that feature perfect males ass fucking each other in front of expensive looking backdrops. You know the kind of guy I am talking about: no hair loss, no hair where it shouldn't be, no flab, perfectly tanned, perfectly toned, perfectly proportioned, and perfectly handsome. Jared belonged on the softball field or on the erotic screen of dreams; he was simply too good looking for this bar, or for me. This is why I was completely shocked when he came over and offered to buy me a beer. Yes, we had been exchanging glances, but I thought he was only noticing me because of my excessive, hypnotic, and nearly psychotic staring at him. He was easygoing, but despite his easygoing nature, I was nervous. I could not believe this perfect sandy haired hunk with glistening teeth, shining eyes, and glowing skin was siding up to the bar next to me, but he was. We talked for a while, and he was quite taken with my being open-minded and nonjudgmental. In fact, he said he was looking for a guy exactly like me. I was flattered and intrigued, and I eagerly asked why he was looking for someone like me. He explained that he couldn't explain much, as it would ruin the evening, but he was looking for a guy like me to come to his house. He said it couldn't be just any guy. It had to be someone who was willing to trust and follow the flow of an evening with him. He said I had nothing to fear that I would be perfectly safe, but I had to be willing not to ask questions or resist in the slightest. He promised me an unbelievable evening in return for my trust. The conversation had progressed to this point very quickly. My head was spinning, and I was drunk on Jared's presence. I was nervous, and I could not imagine the details behind what he was talking about. I wondered over his words, especially what he meant by saying he couldn't explain much as it would ruin the evening. What evening? He had an evening planned? Obviously, he did, and I wondered exactly what my part in it would be. How could knowing what was going to happen ruin the evening? It seemed to me that knowing what you are going to do allows the decision to do it. I mean how many people just go with the flow and let life happen without at least first having a fair understanding of what to expect. I was beginning to feel like a job applicant. Jared had laid out the criteria he was looking for, and in exchange, he promised a handsome reward. I could not resist the opportunity to experience an unbelievable evening with this man, and even if he only wanted me to watch him jack off, I figured that would be a sight to see. This was one job I did not want to lose. I followed Jared to his condo, and as we entered it, I was struck by the size of the space and the trendiness of the furnishings, so this is where beauty lives. Jared led me to the living room, the center room in the condo. It had no windows, as the rest of the living space surrounded it. All the furniture was pushed against the walls and a padded table stood in the center of the room, surrounded by the best Pottery Barn has to offer. The table looked homemade. It was longer than it was wide, and it looked like it had a series of narrow drop-leaf sections at each end. A sick and anxious feeling overwhelmed me as I realized the table had something to do with why I was here, and I could just imagine who was going to be expected to lie on it. Jared sensed my anxiety and calmed me down by repeating his promise of safety. He reiterated the importance of my not asking questions or resisting. He then asked me to remove my clothes, and before I could respond to his words, he began removing his. He disrobed with little effort, and in a matter of seconds, he was completely naked. The sight of his naked body was even more intoxicating than I imagined it would be, and seeing him naked bolstered my confidence and allayed my nerves. It also produced an immediate cockstand in my pants. I removed my clothes and stood waiting, with my erect cock sticking out in front of me, for what would happen next. Jared motioned to the table and asked me to lie on it facing up. I walked over to the table and sat on the edge, which was difficult to do since the table was so high off the ground. I jumped up and attempted to lie on my back. The table was very narrow. It was just wide enough to support my body, and I had the sense if I leaned too much to one side I would fall off. It was rather like lowering yourself to a weight lifting bench: you had to keep your torso perfectly straight to make sure you did not fall off the sides. Once I was lying back, Jared told me to put my legs in the air. I complied and pulled my knees up to my chest. Jared then adjusted the drop-leaf sections. He raised one to my head, which allowed it to rest more comfortably and then he lowered one just below where my ass met the table. Suddenly, I realized, when Jared said he was looking for someone like me, he meant he was looking for someone who could lay comfortably on the table with minor drop-leaf modifications. Well, I seemed to be a good choice, and with the changes Jared made, the table barely extended past any part of my body, as it met the table. When he finished adjusting the table, Jared told me to be quiet and to stay put; he said there would be time to make noise soon. I heard his naked feet walking away from me, followed by the sound of a door opening. Then, the room filled with the sounds of bodies walking into the room, but the sound was louder than walking bodies, and it included the sound of bodies at work. I raised my head and a rush of fright-induced adrenaline pulsed through me as I took in the sight of naked men, carrying stools, and filing into the room. I counted the men; there were nine of them, including Jared. As I counted, I noticed that each man was carrying a different size stool. All the stools had padded tops, like the padding on the table; a matching set I thought, but each stool had legs of a different length. This meant that some would stand as high as step stools and others would stand as high as bar stools. The men laid the stools in a row and then lined themselves up in front of them. There seemed to be a shift in power as Jared joined the line of men and an older man positioned himself in front of them. All nine men were reasonably attractive, but none were as attractive as Jared. I figured, due to his striking good looks, he must be their scout. It was Jared's job to find the right sized boy and to bring him here and place him, naked, on top of the table. Yes, that was it. Jared was the scout, and I was the scouted. I began to doubt if this was even Jared's apartment. I mean why would it be. He had a key to the place, but that does not mean he owned it. A chill ran through me as I realized the plan must include the nine men doing something to the naked guy on the table and that guy was me. I must admit that my fear only lasted a few seconds and was soon replaced with excitement, and the reason was simple, the nine naked guys were easy on the eyes. They comprised a fair cross-section of male beauty. Some were blonde; some were brunette; and one was a red head. There was a black guy, a tall Asian, and another guy that looked part Indian. The rest were some variant of Caucasian. Some were older, and Jared seemed to be the youngest. I figured his age to be around 30. All the men had medium to thin builds, and several had bulging pecs, hamstrings, or biceps. Some had ribbed abs, but most had a slight curve in the stomach area. The array of cocks ran the gamut from flaccid to fully erect, and their lengths, though hard to compare a flaccid cock to an erect one, seemed to run from four to seven inches. A couple of the shorter ones were quite thick, and it looked like two of them had not been circumcised. My perusing of the nine men ended as my attention was drawn to the apparent leader's voice: "Before we begin, let me introduce Tan, who is standing in for Christopher tonight." The row of men looked toward the tall Asian, as the latter nodded a greeting to them all. The leader then continued speaking: "Apparently, Christopher could not be persuaded to leave his latest snuggle buddy. That said, we are ready to begin. You know the routine, and I expect you to equip yourself and move to your hole within sixty seconds of drawing." The leader then raised a bag, heretofore unseen by me, and walked along the line of men. As the leader passed, each man reached into the bag and drew out something I could not quite see. Reaching the end of the line, the leader retrieved his share of whatever was in the bag, before he spoke next: "Gentleman, mark the receiver." Each man then turned his gaze on me. Their hungry eyes glimmered as they took in the sight of my naked body. The leader spoke again, "Gentleman, mark your position." Each man responded to the order by looking at the object they had drawn from the bag, and I received my first glimpse of what they had withdrawn. It was difficult to make out exactly what it was, but they were holding identical sized pieces of some solid white object. They almost seemed to be holding large Scrabble tiles in their hands. Jared's voice interrupted my wonderment over the objects in their hands: "I have received the same position." The leader did not hesitate to respond, "Switch with the man to your left." The switch was made and then silence ensued, "Okay, gentleman, it's time to play Nine Holes." The row of men turned in unison and picked up a stool. They did not take the stool directly behind them. Instead, they seemed to look at one then another, as if they were looking for a particular one. Apparently, they were, for as soon as they sighted a specific stool, they picked it up and walked toward the table. My nerves grew unsteady as the men approached, but everything was happening so quickly I did not have much time to be nervous and became quite confused by their swarming around me. Any sense of individuality I used to identify each man vanished as they descended on me like nymphs moving out from the trees to ravish a naïf lost in the woods, and I felt like Felice Picano, the first time he visited the Meat Rack with Ed. One man walked behind me, and I heard him place his stool behind my head. Two men placed their stools on each side of my chest, and two other men placed theirs directly behind them. One man situated himself at my right hip, and two men placed their stools at my feet, which were still hanging in midair, and the last man moved between my legs. My confused focus on their movements was interrupted by a booming voice coming from above me. I looked toward the voice and sighted the leader's descending cock, as he spoke: "Let's play." Before I could even begin to verbalize a nervous response, the leader's cock filled my mouth, as I simultaneously felt the physical presence of all the men at once. The men to my left and right dropped their mouths on my nipples and began to suck, lick, bite, and blow on them. At the same time, I felt a moisture drop over my cock, as the man at my hip began to deep throat me. I felt wrists wrap around my own, as my hands were fastened around two stiffened cocks. This was coupled with the feel of tongues running over my soles, as the two men at my feet sprang into action. Then, I felt a cock tip at my ass. Its presence greatly surprised me as it spread me open and filled my hole. My head swam, and I barely recognized Jared as he worked my right nipple with his teeth. I fought the physical sensation and tried to understand what was happening to me. I began to piece it together. This was some sort of sex club. This group of nine men was playing "Nine Holes" with my body, and the nine holes were the different areas of my body receiving attention now. The tiles obviously listed a body part, and the stools were used to allow each man to be at the right height at the table, according to the body part assigned. I was the receiver in this game, and other than sucking at the cock in my mouth and stroking the two cocks in my hands, I was being pleasured. The genius of the game became clear to me as I realized the cocks in my hands and mouth were the place for me to do work, to exhaust my desire to act. This game intersected the ability of my body to receive and to perform, my ability to please and my ability to be pleased. This game was pure sex. Apparently, my thoughts could be felt as tension in my body, and I heard Jared's voice rise to a whisper in my right ear: "Remember, no resisting. Quiet your mind." I followed Jared's voice to inaction, as I let the leader's cock fall deeper into my mouth, while I simultaneously began to pump the cocks in my hands. My cessation of thought rewarded me immediately as I felt my asshole loosen and a glorious prostate massage begin. I became completely sensitized but completely unconcerned, and the only situation that parallels this experience was the hour I spent in an alpha chamber being hypnotized to stop smoking: eyes closed, three voices, and a mind that short circuits as it attempts to follow the traveling voices. The mouths moving over my nipples, cock, and toes were beyond tracking, and not being able to isolate one sensation from the other, I blissed out with the experience of all of them, and I moved like a buoy on the sea, letting every movement of the much more powerful sea push my consciousness to whatever current was strongest at the moment. A ripping sensation began to move out from my groin, and I was helpless to stop it. I did not want this feeling to end, and I knew this sensation could only be leading to orgasm, but I was powerless to stop it. The titillation of my body was too complete; moreover, the sensation was so deep and was building so splendidly, I could not help but let it ripple through me and ripple through me it did. My balls pulsed as I felt my insides open and tingle with electricity as the ripple ripped through my skin and found its out through my erection. My cock convulsed, and I could no longer feel the movement of lips on it, as my cum streamed out over my stomach, chest, and hit my chin. The cock in my ass continued to massage my insides as I felt it begin to throb. The throbbing continued as it was withdrawn and allowed to spit cum over my body. The spray of cum hit my upper stomach and dribbled over my cock and balls. During the fury of orgasm, I did not notice I had dropped the cocks I was holding but noticed them now as they released a stream of warm cum over my stomach. Other men must have orgasmed elsewhere simultaneously, or within seconds of each other, for the sounds of orgasmic moaning seemed to go on for an extended period of time and travel over the various ends of my body. I could feel a warm rain pouring over my face, chest, hips, and feet. I was attempting to catch my breath when a tongue filled my mouth and the touch of hands overwhelmed me. I was unable to see past the face pressed against mine but could tell from bodily sensation that the men were now rubbing the spent semen all over my body. My mouth lay prone to the probing tongue as my entire body was vigorously and thoroughly rubbed. After the thorough rubbing, I was washed clean. By the time the bathing was finished, there was not the slightest stickiness left on my body. I never saw Jared again after he escorted me to a waiting taxi, although I have looked for him everywhere since. This experience forms the most intense sexual experience I have ever had, but it has tainted all my sex since, for I have never again achieved that absolute state of bliss.

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