Bens Adventures

Bens Sex Party Weekend

Preparing the Twink and himself

Third chapter of my little fictive story about Ben and Tobi. Thanks for the good ratings. It helps a lot as I am new to writing stories. Good ratings will give you more chapters... :-) Feel free to leave comments!

"I never thought it could be so much work to get someone completely smooth!" Ben knelt in front of Tobi in the hotel bathroom, 2 razor blades and half the bottle of shaving cream had already gone on the 19-year-old twink. For himself as being almost hairless by nature, and if hairy, then only very thin hair, it was unknown until an hour ago that a full body shave could mean quite some work. Ben, 24, competitive swimmer from Berlin, and Tobi, 19, from somewhere in rural central Germany, had arranged to meet in Frankfurt to participate in a group sex session nearby over the weekend. Ben had already participated in that very event three times last year, and after Tobi and Ben had spent a horny weekend together in Berlin, Ben convinced Tobi to join him for the weekend.

It was Thursday afternoon, the summer that had broken out in Germany since last week had also heated up Frankfurt within a very short time, and the two were standing in the large bathroom of the hotel room that they had allowed themselves for their preparations for the event from tomorrow. They were both registered as passives, or as they would be called at the party, "pigs." And that meant no hair between the tip of their noses and their toes. Actually, Ben was really looking forward to making the twink completely hairless to get an unobstructed view of every square inch of his slim defined body. Why was that hair so stubborn?

"Hey Tobi, aren't you almost as blond as me? Why is that with you such a punishment work, and with me it takes only 30 minutes?"

In his planning of the preparations, Ben had secretly decided for himself that the younger Tobi had to be the one to be completely blank first. First of all, he was the younger one, secondly, as a competitive swimmer, Ben was no stranger to complete shaves, and finally, Tobi had whined a bit beforehand when he found out about the shaving requirement. Ben wanted to create facts! And to be honest: Ben extremely liked what he saw with every piece of more fur he removed.

"You volunteered for this, now take it like a man", ok, sometimes Tobi difinitely had something dominant. Ben liked that. Not that either of the boys' dicks were anywhere near flaccid at any point during the last hour of the shaving orgy! They were both having fun! Tobi about the shaving creme, the feel of the blade on his skin, the trained Ben in front of him, mostly on his knees as shaving his legs took up most of the time. The view of Ben's shoulder and back muscles, which were as him being a swimmer trained particularly hot. And Ben, who found Tobi's body pretty awesome, with the not very developed, but still very clearly visible six-pack, the flat navel with the skin folds...

"This is the first time I'm going to be this smooth. Quite strange. But somehow also horny."

"It's just more naked. Even more naked than naked. You feel somehow completely different. As well as how clothes then feel on the skin. I don't really notice it anymore, after all the competition shaves. But for you, it's going to be a change right away."

"How do you swimmers shave each other when you join competitions? Each other, too?", Tobi wanted to know. The idea as the head shaver in the swim team's shower stall seemed to visibly excite him. At least when he uttered the phrase, his dick started sticking out a little more from his body.

"Are you about to offer your services to our team? Different, there were times I did it at home alone before, then there were teams doing it to each other in the shower stall to the annoyance of the pool operator. At the time when the others in my team found out that I was making out with both boys and girls there was stress at first. Until a video 'accidentally' surfaced of a pretty hot girl shaving me before a competition. Since then, it's been quiet in the ship."

"And currently, how do you do it in your team?" wanted to know Tobi, obviously still taken by the idea of himself between the swimmers.

"We do it quickly to each other, usually one is yet something tense directly before. Why?"

"I... Um. Never mind.", of course not never mind, Ben thought. But let's see.

"So kid, now it's time for your most important body region tomorrow. I think I'll go straight for a new blade. Bend over. Or better yet, get in doggy position in front of me and your ass cheeks will spread even better."

"Don't you dare hurt my cunt. Now after sacrificing my hair I want cock," Tobi said, switching positions. Horny, thought Ben. What an ass, what a cunt! There wasn't very much hair on Tobi's ass, so Ben could take his time to examine the cunt in front of him. Oh yes, Tobi would attract a lot of the active at the party tomorrow. And whoever got a closer look at this cunt at muster would be bidding quite a bit at the auction for the tap of this twink! There was something innocent about that cunt, that look that made it clear that the boy the cunt belonged to hadn't been stretched too many times before in his life. Ben could not keep up with that. Or in other words, Ben could have kept up with that 5 years ago. Now he was more trained. And somehow he thought it was good that he had tried so many things over the years. He certainly wouldn't go back unopened!

"Did you fall asleep there behind me, or are you fascinated by my hole," Tobi woke Ben from his thoughts.

"Honestly, your hole. You can't even tell you've been working out with dildos the last few days. It looks sweet, tight and pink. Wow!"

"And how I've been practicing! I don't to be first of the pigs at the party to be sore, and that you hear me moaning!"

Okay, Tobi had obviously internalized the party rules, Ben thought. For the passive participants at the party there were quite a few rules, and one of them was just that they were not allowed to refuse a single fuck. From the beginning of the party until Sunday 2 pm. And ultimately these strict rules and the extremely good organization of the party was the reason why Ben wanted to go again and again. And this time even brought reinforcements. And Tobi was definitely smart to have his fuck hole well prepared for the event: At Ben's first time at the party, his athletic body had already attracted an incredible number of active fuckers on Friday night. Between the tapping of the pigs around 10 o'clock until 3 o'clock in the night hardly 10 minutes passed without a cock in one of his two holes. And even after that, he was jerked out of sleep several times during the night by a cock that pushed into him without being asked. Well, why waking a pig up and ask? He was not allowed to refuse anyway. From late Saturday afternoon Ben was simply sore at his hole, and each new fuck meant gritting his teeth. The other pigs of the party of course felt similar, but Ben was sure, he had at that time gotten by far the most fucks. As fresh meat anyway. But chikening out and going was not an option. Until 14 o'clock Sunday was agreed. At that time Ben told himself: Never again this party. What an idiotic idea to sign up for something like that. Only to sign up again within 10 minutes four weeks later, when the invitation to the next party came. What did a sore cunt mean against this sucky continuous degradation and abuse? A cowboy knows no pain!

"Obviously, you're smarter than I was before I went there first time. Or just better informed. Maybe I should tell you less," Ben laughed.

"Don't you dare! If it wasn't for your info, I'm sure you wouldn't have my cunt in front of your shotgun right now." Shotgun fit, Ben's cock was fully extended with its 20 * 5.5 cm. And he was dripping. Why did Tobi make him so horny again and again? This desire to fuck he knew otherwise only from his dates with girls. With guys, Ben almost always preferred to be the passive one. At least when it came to fucking.

Ben started to clean the hairs on Tobi's ass and especially those around his hole. Tomorrow, before the actual start of the party, they, as well as the other 4 to 6 passives would be thoroughly checked. And forgotten hair did not go well with that, especially around her most important body part for the weekend.

"So, I think I have everything now. Take a quick shower, and then come over to the room. I want another good look in the sunlight."

With that, Ben left the bathroom; he would see little of Tobi's body through the steamy shower stall anyway. Besides, he hadn't jerked off since Sunday to increase his chances of hands-free cum during the party. He loved that feeling when the continuous stimulation of his prostate and entire hole made his horniness so great that his cock pumped out sperm uncontrollably. These endless moments of contractions, preferably with the cock of his fucker inside himself, which then of course felt even bigger due to the muscle spasms: simply horny. Last party he had it three times. And this time he was hoping about the same frequency.

But Tobi's hot body and his abstinence were just not a good combo. A short time later the water of the shower stopped flowing and Tobi came out of the bathroom freshly showered and as hairless as a naked mulch. Horny sight!

"Ok, let's see then," Ben pushed Tobi towards the window. Although he had been blindfolded during the muster of the parties before, Ben still knew from his conversations with the active participants that the pigs were led to a platform for their respective muster, where the perfection of hairlessness was then checked under a lot of light. And Ben wanted them both to be perfectly smooth tomorrow!

"Turn a bit..., just the leg..., yes more to the window, here are a few more...," Ben disappeared briefly in the bathroom and fetched the razor again. Fortunately there were not many missed spots, his initial efforts had paid off. Now Tobi was smooth as a baby.

"Body lotion?" asked Ben, fishing the bottle out of his backpack. "Extra oily, for your shine".

"Okay, let's do it!", slowly the hairless twink body turned into a shiny-hairless twink body. I should stop here, thought Ben, otherwise I'll come hands-free not from getting fucked, but from oiling up Tobi!

Tobi looked down at himself. "Kind of horny already. I just hope not too many people see me tomorrow at check-out."

"Maybe not tomorrow, but later this afternoon there in the park."

"I'm not going out on the street today the way I look now!" protested Tobi.

"Shut up, it's my turn for now," and with that Ben disappeared into the bathroom, followed by the naked, oily and hairless twink.

As expected, Ben's shaving took considerably shorter due to his already sparse and thin body hair, although his muscles, clearly developed through competitive sports, more often required pulling and stretching of the skin to catch even the hairs in the valleys between two muscle mountains. But Tobi quickly got the trick, and so gradually also from Ben any hair on the body disappeared. Only to shave Ben's cunt there were delays. But these had their origin less in the condition of the terrain than in Tobi's fascination with the undisturbed view.

"Do you have any idea how many cocks have been inside you in your life?" wanted Tobi to know.

"No overview anymore. There were too many. I can tell you: 4 hands. About fisting I still have an overview."

"WOW!"

Ben was not quite clear at that moment whether Tobi's last comment was related to the number of his fucks or the fact that he had already been fisted. In the last 4 years in Berlin, he had certainly left out almost nothing in terms of sexual experiences. And he still did not know exactly what to think about fisting. From the horniness of the dates he had to say: 50:50. Exactly half of the dates he had felt like in orgasm heaven, with one climax after the next. And the other half had been rather painful or exhausting. Maybe it just took the right person. Technique seemed to be important in this.

"Then you probably won't even notice my cock," Tobi interrupted his thoughts. Okay, Tobi with his relatively small dick was certainly no challenge for him. Still, the idea that the kid would shove his dick into his ass, so horny....

"Of course, I'll still notice that one. Especially this Sunday, when everything is sore back there."

"Thanks for the invitation, accepted."

Had this little passive asshole just invited himself to his hole for a fuck? At the time when actually nothing would work anymore and every touch meant pain? Where the only thought was to soothe the stressed hole a bit with a huge portion of grease cream? Fuck! Why was his cock now even harder than before?