Bens Adventures

Second part of Bens Adventures. Please, if you like, rate my story and write some comments. There are lots of nasty ideas in my head which want to be written. And some good ratings certainly help :-)

"What the f ...", Ben was irritated by the alarm of his phone. Although he didn't really mind getting up early, the last night was rather short. From excitement. Today it was the day for his trip to Frankfurt, to the Group Sex Party, which he could not attend for over one year due to Corona. And he would meet Tobi again, the 19-year-old twink with whom he had a pretty brilliant weekend here in Berlin during the lockdown.

Ben, 24 years old, blonde, competitive swimmer, something between gay and bi, and since he moved to Berlin 4 years ago, he could finally focus on living out his sex fantasies, despite the short sleep he quickly found his orientation. Thursday. Get ready, Main station. These were the next steps. Breakfast was canceled today like yesterday and would be the following days. At the group party he had registered as a passive again, or as they said there, as a 'pig', and that meant countless dicks in his fuckhole. And like the last three times he attended the party, he had decided to go on a buttermilk diet from Wednesday on. But coffee! Today nothing worked without coffee.

While Ben was standing in the kitchen of his shared flat in Berlin sipping his morning coffee, he went through the contents of his little backpack for the weekend for the tenth time. Yes, he had definitely thought of everything. MP3 and the book he was reading were already packed yesterday evening, the charger for the phone just went in now. He could start.

When he went out onto the street in Prenzlauer Berg, the city welcomed him as only a metropolis could receive one on a summer morning: houses and asphalt still heated up from the day before, the usual bit of rubbish from people who used the night in the city for having fun, the partly tired, partly hectic passers-by. 

At the main train station, Ben pushed his way through the people in the direction of the right platform, and it wasn't long before his train in the direction of Frankfurt pulled in. Thursday morning and early booking had given him a pretty cheap first class seat. What a contrast to his existence from Friday evening when the party would start. Sitting around undisturbed, listening to music and enjoying the landscape was nothing what would happen to him at the party. Not as a pig! The train started moving and slowly the buildings became thinner and suddenly only forest and meadows. Since the first time Ben came to Berlin, he was wondering how it had happened that this lively metropolis of Berlin had suddenly formed in the middle of almost nowhere? 

As soon as he passed the city borders of Berlin his phone rang. Of course Tobi! 19 years and the first group session of his life. And he, Ben, had pushed him to sign up with him. Of course he was excited, at least as excited as Ben when he first signed up there 2 years ago. 

"Hi Tobi, everything fine?" 

“Ask me again on Sunday. I'm just happy that I've only been drinking this strange buttermilk since yesterday. Otherwise I wouldn't have come from the toilet this morning because of my nervousness. " He really sounded pretty much on the edge with his excitement, Ben thought to himself. Good that he would meet the sweet twink in Frankfurt at the train station to base him again and get him chilled. Sure, the group party was exciting, exhausting, demanding for them as passives, with little sleep and their pussies would be sore for a few days afterwards. But at the end it was awesome. And what doesn't kill hardens. 

"Hey Tobi, relax. For now, enjoy the ride. And you will meet me in Frankfurt shortly. " 

"What did you do the first time, when you sat on the train to Frankfurt, and the whole time the party and what was going to happen went through your head?" 

“That's a simple question: At that time the train had a cancellation, and I was more busy getting to Frankfurt somehow, squeezed between other travelers, without a seat, changing trains, looking for a connection than anything else. The excitement came in the evening in the hotel. " 

"Okay, I see ... Then I should be grateful that I'm sitting here like a Duracell bunny in my seat." 

Okay, so Tobi had made it to the train. Ben had been a little bit concerned that Tobi could chicken out at the last second. But everything was safe now. From Frankfurt he would take the little cutie under his wing and together they would then go to the old manor just a bit outside of Frankfurt, where the party took place. And after arriving at the manor everything would be safe anyway. They were still talking a little irrelevant stuff, the details of the party weren't for the ears of the people around them anyway, and in just under 4 hours they would see each other. Compared to his first trip to Frankfurt, this train ride was just relaxed for Ben. When the train attendant came and asked him what he wanted out of the board restaurant, he was about to order a beer. But the thought of his empty stomach and that he might have to calm down Tobi later, let him choose a Coke. 

When he arrived in Frankfurt, he strolled to the platform where Tobi was scheduled to arrive in 30 minutes and, much to Ben’s delight, the signs at the platform said that his train would be on time just like he had been himself. Same like everywhere in Germany, in Frankfurt the temperatures became summerly hot within the last few days. So after checking the weather report, Ben had decided to only take short, light clothing with him for the trip. Ok, the tank top, sports shorts, and sneakers under the train's air conditioning had been a bit chilly, but now he was glad he wasn't wearing anything besides that. He grinned as he looked over the hair on his legs and arms: in a few hours they would all be gone, as would be the hair on Tobi's body. For him as a competitive swimmer it was not that unusual to go through life completely hairless on the body. But when he told Tobi for the first time that one of the many conditions of participation for pigs at the party was that you had to appear completely shaved, it was a bit of a shock at first. Ben remembered the whining well: "What should my friends think, it's the middle of summer when they see my smooth legs ... Blah." But at the end curiosity and the desire for adventure won out. But if Tobi would actually take Ben's tip and simply tell his curious friends at home afterwards that he was at a sex party where shaving was a must, that remained to be seen. In Ben's experience, however, that was the simplest: In the end, nobody believed that the other person simply admitted such a dirty experience with a tired smile. An exception was probably Bianca, his roommate in the shared flat in Berlin. Fuck, doing something crazy with her one day would be awesome. 

While Ben took long walks in his head about his sexual future adventures, it suddenly became more hectic on the platform, and the train in which Ben expected Tobi slowly pushed into the terminus. Eventually, the doors of the wagons opened and the little sexy jumped onto the platform. Tobi, just like he had burned into Ben's head when he left Berlin 3 months ago: about the same height as he was, 180, but less muscles. Not bony yet, but that slim, defined figure that Ben thought was so horny. From what Ben could tell with a look at Tobi's white T-shirt, not a gram of fat had been added to the twinks body in the meantime, so the chances to see his flat stomach with the indicated muscles and the sweet navel later increased. And his face, his damn hot face, to be more precise. Something stirred in Ben's pants. And the fact that he hadn't cum in the last 5 days didn't exactly reduce the size of the tent in his pants. 

"Hey Ben, you tamed your blonde mane, great haircut!", were Tobi's first words. Framed by that fucking hot grin. Indeed, Ben had invested in a hairdresser appointment earlier this week. Normally he didn't care much about his blond mane, but his haircut would be his only permitted body decoration from Friday evening with the start of the party. With his clothes securely locked in one of the pigs' storage boxes until Sunday, and otherwise completely naked, he wanted to spruce himself up. And besides that, Tobi had made unmistakable remarks in the countless phone calls of the two, how cool he would find a fresh haircut on Ben. And somehow Ben wanted to impress the 5 years younger co-pig at the party. Tobi, on the other hand, wore his usual dark blonde to brown curly standard cut. Although he too must have been to the hairdresser in the last few days, because his pages were short and accurate. 

“You seem to have invested too, kid. How was the ride?" 

“Except that most of the time I was in a mixture from totally excited to horny without end: Great. I just hope that nobody will auction me with a huge dick for the tapping. " 

The tapping of the pigs, so to speak, the official start of the dirty event. Ben had to tell Tobi all the details of the party they were attending uncountable times. And to be honest, it was also one of the parts of the event that Ben still found the hottest, even after the third time. After checking into the manor in the afternoon as a passive, or also called pig, each pig was locked into a separate room until the evening. Then people from the organization team would drop in taking the locked box with their own belongings, which as a pig you wouldn't need until Sunday anyway. Ben remembered his first time there, naked and completely hairless in the room, waiting for the beginning. Luckily there was a Playstation in the room, so he didn't go crazy with excitement while waiting. 

Then shortly before 8 in the evening helpers came again and your eyes were blindfolded. Then the seemingly endless path through the manor into the great hall, always carefully groping with your naked feet. And finally the acoustics changed, you knew you were now in a large hall and you knew there were many other people around you. The next step of the start was the examination of the pigs. Ben always found this meat inspection awesome, this feeling of 100 glances at his athletic body, this turning and pointing, this complete loss of privacy. And finally, leaning forward and shamelessly showing your cunt. 

And then, after each pig was individually examined by the active participants, the auction. For many of the active guys it was actually worth a lot of money to be the first fucker for the weekend for a certain pig. As a pig you were still blindfolded at the time and had no idea whom the biddings were for. But this feeling of being a merchandise at the moment, maybe it was just your own cunt being bargained out at that time, hearing the biddings, extremely cool 

When all the pigs were auctioned, you were then led to the position for your first fuck by your successful bidder and you tried to find out who would start abusing you in just a few minutes. You tried to collect every bit of information, the hands touching you, the voice or every bit of other hint. Especially there was one question: what size your own cunt had to cope with soon: Hammer. Okay, maybe Ben shouldn't necessarily have told Tobi that one of the fattest cocks of his life was shoved into him at the start of his last party. Ben still remembered how much he had fought, even though he had already had a lot of fucking and even one or the other time a fist experience before. Of course, Tobi was now worried that his 19 year old cunt might face the same tomorrow. 

On the other hand, Ben was pretty sure meanwhile that they guys organizing the party had a pretty good feeling what to expect from the individual sows. And you couldn't exactly say about Ben's party one and two that he would have stood out there as lacking in perseverance or reluctance to have sex. In this respect, he also believed that the fireworks in his cunt at the last party were not entirely unplanned. But should he reveal his thoughts to Tobi? Or leave him in the dark for a while? Point was, he was now standing next to him on the platform. The chance that he would turn around and go home was slim. So, shut up and let him stew a bit. 

“I am sure you will survive the tapping. Up to now every pig survived. And don't forget: They want to have fun with us until Sunday, so they won't totally ruin a cunt on Friday evening. Off to the hotel! “, With that Ben patted Tobi on the shoulder and the two boys made their way to the S-Bahn station to get to their hotel room for the night before they would be picked up tomorrow. 

The 4 star hotel that Ben had chosen for the two of them when doing the booking in early April was clearly at the top of their budget. Nevertheless, Ben was able to convince Tobi to invest the money on it. Shaving in a cramped bathroom, especially as they wanted to do it to each other would have been extremely stupid. And a shower without a hose for her orgy of cleaning out on Friday morning would have been even worse. Ben had stayed at the same hotel before and remembered it as pretty nice. In addition, a park was not too far, so that one could still enjoy the summer afternoon and evening there together. After business. 

Nevertheless, Ben's first walk after the room card had opened their home for the coming night was into the bathroom: Perfect! Large bathroom, lots of light and a hose on the shower. And a ventilation that at least sounded like as if it could up with the steam while doing the shaving and tomorrow morning the one or the other fart while cleaning the inside. Ben took a deep breath. The day couldn't have gone any better. And now he was alone with the cute guy!! 

“Welcome to our kingdom, Tobi. We got something to do! ", Ben called when he came back into the room. Tobi stood at the window and looked over Frankfurt and the neighboring park. 

“Should we really let ourselves be screwed through the weekend tomorrow, or should we rather extend our stay here in the hotel? You'd be enough for me", Tobi grinned at Ben. 

“Yes, but unfortunately we can't afford the hotel here for the whole weekend. Second, our participation fee would be gone and third, the party is too cool. So get out of your clothes and off with your fur!“, Ben replied, grinning as well. It was clear: Tobi had tasted blood, now the lust for tomorrow had taken over with him too. Without much further discussion, Tobi began to strip in front of Ben. Okay, because of the temperatures, there weren't too many clothes on him either. And there it was again, the body that Ben found so cool: slim, athletic, sweet nipples, the abdominal muscles that were not as defined as his, but still clearly visible, the navel with the skin wrinkles that were so hot on his slim body. And don't forget: his awesome bubble but. The ass in particular had to be genetics, how could boys look so horny even without as much training as himself. Ben wondered which of the two would bring more at the pig auction the next evening. Let's see if one of the active guys would tell him something. Tobi and Ben would stand there blindfolded at that time during the auction, without knowing for whom of the pigs actual bidding was. 

"And would the gentleman be willing to transform my luxury body into a hairless slave body?", Tobi interrupted Ben's thoughts. And for sure Ben was ready for it! The perfect opportunity to discover every square inch of his body for him. Not that there were still many square inches that Ben didn't know. But Tobi's body was certainly worth several checks. Ben also quickly stripped off his clothes and followed Tobi into the bathroom. The kid had already taken the shaving things with him. And by now the cocks of the two boys were in full fighting position. They both thought the other to be sexy, they liked each other. Maybe there was even a bit more. 

“Can you fuck me with your tool again later? Just that my cunt stays a bit open? If I can take your cock, most of the others should fit at the party. " 

Ok, Tobi was not entirely wrong with that remark. Nature had given Ben 20 * 5.5 cm. Straight as a candle, a little foreskin, glans not too big: the perfect shaped cock, so to speak. But to the chagrin of the gays, Ben was extremely rarely active with boys, and the girls he met for dates were shocked at first about the size. In addition, when Ben came having sex, real waterfalls of cum erupted. For some of his female dates that was the second surprise. For Tobi, on the other hand, it was very good that nature had made him gay and passive: His 14 * 3.5 cm looked just as beautiful as Ben's, but from Ben's experience, size matters after all! 

“So knocking at your cunt and a quick penetration, okey Tobi. But I won't cum today. Otherwise I always love to have your bubble butt, but I want to keep my sauce inside there for tomorrow, hands-free. Hopefully." 

"No worries, I'm really only thought about stretching today. I don't need your tank filling inside me with which I will drip until the next day. " 

"Who, I ask you, tied me up on my bed in Berlin, did 3 hours cumcontrol with me and then rode my cock?", and, looking at it neutrally, Ben was right with his objection. The two boys were basically passive. Nevertheless, each of the two could dig out his active side. And back then the masturbation, nipple play and licking tied up on his bed over time had driven Ben's balls to the edge. All the cream had to go somewhere. And that was Tobi's cunt. 

To be continued, if you wish. Please rate my story and leave comments!