The Portrait of a Strict Disciplinarian

New readers should start reading this novel at Chapter 1.  The chapters do not stand alone, but are sequential components of an erotic novel in which there are 36 chapters in all, which are intended to be read in numerical order. 

The next day, Brad and DD made the journey to the north and their new home and new jobs. They had, in the foregoing weeks, made several journeys to Highgate Mill, where, for the foreseeable future they would be both working and living. The retiring Warden, a Mr. Whittaker  had already moved out and the Warden’s house in the grounds of the old mill complex which came with the job and would be their new home. However, unlike the quarters they had both occupied at Moulton Midmarsh, the rent-free house was unfurnished. It was also, strictly speaking, the Warden’s house and DD had not personally been offered any accommodation.  However the two of them decided to take the bull by the horns and acknowledge publicly what everyone at Moulton Midmarsh had, of course, unofficially known: that they were co-habiting. Despite the fact that there was no longer any illegal stigma attached to homosexuality in the UK, it was nevertheless a brave decision.

Although male homosexuality was superficially accepted by the public at large, old attitudes die hard and Brad already foresaw hostility from some of the older, longstanding members of the teaching staff; not so much because of the fact that he was gay, but for having the effrontery to live openly together with another gay staff member. The older staff members would have felt much better in themselves, if Brad and DD had maintained the hypocritical fiction that they were not overtly sexually different from the vast majority of men and had kept their liaison clandestine. But as this was the middle of the 21st century, like or lump it, the entire teaching staff would just have to accept that their new boss was an active homosexual.  Brad knew that come what may, he would just have to stare his colleagues down.

But his own sexual preferences apart, Brad saw immediately that he would be facing a dual problem. Firstly, he had to reckon with the understandable resentment of certain senior members of the existing teaching staff, all of whom had been passed over for promotion to the post of Warden. Secondly, aged only 26, he was inevitably seen as a whippersnapper; what could he possibly know about running a school for dangerous young criminals?  Well, the short answer to that, as we already know from Brad’s experience at Moulton Midmarsh, was quite a lot! But he was going to have to be very firm to impose his will on a school, which, in recent years had been allowed to go downhill under the previous Warden.  Just how far it had, in reality gone, Brad was yet to find out.

However, that was all in the future, for before they actually installed themselves at at Highgate Mill, Brad and DD had to furnish the Warden’s house, where they intended to live openly together. So on four successive Friday nights, they had driven to Manchester and, like a newly married couple, spent the whole day Saturday furniture hunting, before driving back to Moulton Midmarsh on the Sunday.  DD, however, had not been content to limit their purchasing expeditions to Manchester to be the sum of their weekend escapes from Moulton Midmarsh.

As ever, eager to explore the sexual delights which he was sure a large and sinful city such as Manchester must surely offer its visitors, he had put out feelers to his friends at the TCC in Cambridge who had come up with a list of top-quality gay nigh-spots, where Brad and he could exercise their libidos freely: a welcome relief after an exhausting day’s shopping. But DD had a friend at the TCC, at present a postgraduate PhD student at Cambridge, who was himself from Manchester and who before moving to Cambridge had been an active member of a club of well endowed, sexually active, gay young men, analogous to the TCC.  As an old and evidently valued ex-member of the Manchester club, which had initialism, SC – Swingers Club – he managed to obtain an invitation for Brad and DD to attend the next meeting of the club as guests of the President, a meeting which fortuitously fell on the Saturday when Brad and DD would be making their fourth and last shopping trip to Manchester.

But DD had no intention of letting the grass grow under either of their feet. Armed with a list of recommended gay nightspots, on successive Saturday evenings, Brad and he were able to explore – and enjoy – a number of the really hot places Manchester had to offer, culminating on their fourth visit to a meeting of the exclusive Swingers Club. Of course. such walk-in places were not closed circle clubs, where members who knew each other met for an evening of gay sex. In that sense they were more hit-and-miss  places where the footloose and fancy free birds of passage such as Brad and DD on their weekend shopping trips to Manchester,  might or might not find some young guy attractive enough to get their sexual appetite aroused.

On their first three weekend visits to Manchester, they had already sampled what appeared to be some of the top talent that the city had to offer. The fact that gay sex was not only alive and well, but also thriving and available in this northern metropolis was in itself reassuring, as both Brad and DD enjoyed the excitement which no-strings-attached, recreational sex offered them.  On all three occasions they found attractive, one-night-stand partners whom they invited back to their hotel. On two occasions they had hitched up with just one guy for three- way sex. But on the third weekend they really were very lucky and teamed up for the night with two attractive young gays with whom they enjoyed several hours of inventive gay sex.

But although they both enjoyed the sex they had with the pick-ups from the city’s gay nightspots, such recreational sex, although always welcomed by the sexually active pair, simply paled into insignificance when compared to the sheer magnificence of the sex offered on their invited visit to the SC, which was the undoubted highlight of their dalliances with Manchester’s gay sex-scene. Like the Top Cocks Club in Cambridge it put their experiences with the other gay nightspots in the city into the shade.

The Swingers Club meetings were held every other Saturday in a function room with en-suite modern showers and toilet facilities, which the club hired in a large and plush, gay-friendly, private hotel located in Sale, one of the best residential areas to the south of the centre of Manchester. The hotel was located in a huge Edwardian house onto which a new bedroom wing had been built. Set in secluded grounds away from prying eyes, it was the ideal place for up-market, gay sexual gatherings, which although not illegal, are nevertheless best conducted discreetly put of public view.

Brad and DD arrived around eight o’clock to find the meeting already in session. Accustomed to the TCC meetings in Cambridge, when they entered the room, they were not surprised to find themselves confronted by a cock-arousing group of some 12 physically handsome muscular, young studs, most of whom were already engaged in a variety of visually stimulating acts of gay sex. Much like the TCC in Cambridge, it was obvious at first sight that the Swingers Club was very selective in its membership requirements.   Not only were all the members aesthetically pleasing, but each and every one of them sported a penis, which even when flaccid – few at that moment were – would have the average guy, gay or straight, salivating at the mouth with envy. Clearly the ethos of the club when it came to that key piece of kit used in the main activity of its members could be summed up succinctly in the phrase: big is good; bigger is better; biggest is best.

Much like the TCC in Cambridge, the Swingers imposed a minimum flaccid cock length of 7 inches on its members; and as most activities took place, if not exactly in public, but in the presence of other members, no one present need ever feel embarrassed by the small size of his kit: always a delicate point where most men are concerned.  Attractive muscular bodies alone did not qualify for membership of such gay sex clubs as the TCC and the Swingers. Members both worshipped and enjoyed their co-members’ endowments, whilst at the same time  contributing their own exemplary large cocks, that vital part of every man’s anatomy, through which they derive possibly their greatest pleasure in life: the delivery of  the male orgasm.

At such clubs as the TCC and the Swingers, cock size counted for an awful lot; and that first evening, Brad and DD were therefore treated to a breathtaking inventory of enviable male meat, in all stages of arousal and activity. Add to this that all the studs sporting such delectably attractive cocks were also muscularly well endowed, made the scene greeting Brad’s and DD’s eyes almost too good to be real; but it was all real and was happening  right now before their very eyes.  Given the utter debauchery of what was happening, any sexually normally endowed gay man, could have been forgiven if he had turned on his heel at first sight of what was an over-the-top scene of unimaginably wanton, gay sex. But neither Brad nor DD was exactly your normal run-of-the-mill gay man; both were at least as muscular as any of the dramatis personae in the scene being enacted before them; and as far as cock size was concerned, well as we already know, DD had been the top-cock of the Cambridge TCC.

It was with confidence that they both advanced into a room already heaving with sexual activity, in the full knowledge that when they stripped off and joined in the action, they would not only be a pair, fuckers among equals, but what might well be called, transmogrifying an Italian ballet term used to describe the best dancers, i due primi copulatori assoluti: the absolutely unbeatable best of the best. They were give a warm welcome as guests for the evening, by the club President, who was alsostark naked and sporting his own rock-hard boner. He immediately directed them into a small side room where Brad and DD undressed. Then, with their own kit already standing to attention for action, primed by the sight of so much mouth-watering male flesh just crying out to be explored, they stepped back into the main room ready for action.

The President made as if to introduce them as the evening’s guests, but just the first sight of their physical appearance silenced the entire company, the President included. Members, who had already commenced the evening’s activities and were engaged in fucking their respective partners, were stopped dead in their tracks as they gazed at Brad and DD.  Not to denigrate the appearances of the club members, each of whom in his own right was a muscular young stud, with his cannon which any man, gay or straight, would have been proud to own, at present primed for firing,  but there are cocks and there are cocks. It was a moment of jaw-dropping admiration and desire from the assembled club members, all of whom, to the very last man, silently acknowledged – at least to themselves – that their two guests for the evening were quite out of the ordinary. Both Brad and DD had cocks which made even the best-equipped members of the the Swingers Club drool with mouth-watering anticipation.

The President, whose words of welcome to the two guests had been momentarily suspended due to his own admiration for what he saw, now managed to pull himself together and introduce Brad and DD to the club members and welcome them to the evening’s activities. He said: “Gentlemen, allow me to introduce to you Mr. Bradley Caine and Mr. Declan O’Sullivan – Brad and DD – whom we have the honour to welcome as our guests this evening and who, as I am sure you will all agree with me, will, in the course of the evening, add a new, exhilarating twist to our normal activities.” Then addressing Brad and DD he continued: “Now, as you can see, this is an informal evening and you are free to do as you wish. However, I hope you will first allow the Vice President of this Club and me, together with two of our younger members to welcome you in our usual way, after which you will be free to fraternise with the others and do exactly as you wish and enjoy an evening of uninhibited gay sex..”

As with the Oxford Brotherhood and the TCC in Cambridge, the Swingers had their own ritual which served both to welcome guests and induct new members. Usually performed by the President and some other younger member, who was accorded the honour to participate in the ceremony, on this occasion as both Brad and DD were to be welcomed at the same time, The President had co-opted the services of the club’s Vice-President together with those of two younger members, to officiate with him. Brad and DD, who had both anticipated that there would be some sort of welcoming ritual, watched as the President and VP each rolled a condom onto their erect fuck-sticks, both of which were already dripping with pre-cum induced by the pleasurable anticipation of what was about to follow.

Brad and DD were then shepherded to a table, across which they were invited to bend and spread their legs to allow the two young studs, who had been given the honour of assisting in the welcoming ceremony, to lubricate their vital parts. Then whilst The President shafted Brad, the Vice-President did the same to DD. Anyone watching would have realised from the way both men slid themselves smoothly and with no hesitation whatsoever inside their respective partner that they were observing two highly experienced cocks-men about to fuck arse. Brad and DD, still shafted, were then asked to stand up when he two young studs knelt down in front of them and each took one of the two rampant penises into his mouth. Then began the welcome ritual, during which Brad and DD were simultaneously fucked and sucked off.

However, neither the President nor the VP managed to bring either himself or his partner to orgasm, as they both withdrew themselves from their target arses and finished up jerking off to satisfy themselves. Similarly, the efforts of neither of the young, cock-sucking studs managed to bring either Brad or DD to a climax. As is so often the case in gay sex, the two guests who were bottoming for the President and VP were left high and dry to fend for themselves as neither the anal fucking nor the cock-sucking had been totally successful. Brad looked at DD and saw that he too had disappointment in his eyes at the outcome of what had started off as a highly promising welcoming ceremony.  After all it is not every day that a man has his anus and cock serviced simultaneously, a combination which, if correctly carried through to its conclusion, is capable of inducing unbelievable sensations of orgasmic pleasure for all three parties.

Unfortunately, at the end of the day, as is more often than not the case with anal sex, the concept of mutuality was completely lacking.  Neither the President nor the Vice-President, the main protagonists in this welcoming ritual, appeared to attach much importance to the fact that they left both their guests in what might best be described as a state of suspended anticipation, whilst they themselves resorted to manual stimulation to achieve their own orgasms. They may, of course, have been unaware that had they persevered in their copulative efforts, both they and their partners might have experienced the unbelievable heights of ecstasy produced only by simultaneous orgasms.

One has but to look at the endless videos of gay sex on the internet to see that in the vast majority of cases, the active partner begins by fucking his passive partner as if there is no tomorrow and then suddenly withdraws his dick, leaving his partner to fend for himself, whilst he jerks off manually to reach his own climax. This is exactly what had just happened with Brad and DD. Brad murmured softly to DD: “Well that was a missed opportunity, if there ever was one. I guess we had better show them how it should be done.”  Then, turning to the President and his VP, he said: “Well, DD, and I thank you both for that warm welcome and it would now give us both great pleasure it you would allow us to return the gesture. So, if you agree, Mr. President, I will partner the VP whilst DD will attend to your needs. And not to forget the efforts provided by our two younger companions here, I suggest, if they are agreeable, that they render the same services to you and the VP as they previously so successfully did to us. It goes without saying that everyone, including the on-looking club, were delighted with this proposal, as it would give everyone the opportunity to witness what everyone had already realised were two quite exceptional cocks in action. It would also serve to break whatever tension still remained and integrate Brad and DD as active participants into the evening’s activities.”

The willingness of the President and the VP to submit themselves to the ministrations of Brad and DD was evident as they immediately moved to the table across which they bent and spread their legs giving access their ports of entry so that they could be adequately lubricated before being fucked by their guests’ monumental sticks of rigid man-meat. As we know, in terms of cock length, DD just pipped Brad at the post; but both men had the length and girth which put the endowments of the entire group of club members into the shade. It was obvious that the club members had temporarily shelved any sexual acts among themselves in order to savour to the full what they perceived would be an exceptional spectacle as Brad and DD exercised their exceptional kits simultaneously on the club’s President and VP.   

Brad and DD had every intention of making their inaugural act memorable. They began by each rolling on a condom and applying generous amount of lubricant to their own rubber-clad members before attending to the lubrication of the vital parts of their two intended partners. On a nod from Brad, they both placed the tips of their cocks against the openings of each of their respective partners. No words were needed to coordinate their movement as they had that unique combination of sympathy and empathy, which comes from long understanding of each other.  A glance from Brad sufficed for them both, with no hesitation, to slide their considerable lengths inside their partners in one smooth, firm movement and bottom their pelvises firmly against the arses of their partners.

It was obvious to the on-looking club members, from the authoritative way in which Brad and DD had penetrated their partners, that this was a pair of quite exceptionally well-endowed and experienced young studs, who were totally in charge of the situation. After a few seconds pause, Brad motioned to the same two studs, who had been unsuccessful in their efforts to suck them off as had the two senior club members in their anal efforts to take them through to a climax, to prepare themselves be face-fucked by the club’s two senior members, in whose arses DD and he were at present embedded. 

The scene with which the members of the Swingers Club were regaled at the moment was breathtakingly erotic. The meticulous preparation for the action which was about to follow had so sexually aroused the on-looking club members that they were all already figuratively salivating in anticipation of what was to come. To a man, they were already leaking the first drops of pre-cum from a battalion of hard male fuck-sticks, all of which were eagerly pointing at the protagonists as if wishing that they themselves would be participating in the action they were witnessing.

Brad glanced across at DD and without a word passing between them, as if by telepathy, they both simultaneously withdrew their cocks not quite, completely from their partners, leaving just their cock-heads in place to guide their coming thrusts, with which they hoped, with some confidence in their own ability, to eventually fuck the President, the Vice President and themselves through to simultaneous climaxes. The eyes of the entire assembly were admiringly glued on the two massively erect cocks gleaming with lubricant, poised there, about to begin what was to become a master-class in gay sex à trois.  Brad and DD each then made his first thrust, quite slowly but firmly, each sinking the full length of his cock into his partners. Thereafter with ever increasing force and speed, at each stroke, they both systematically withdrew and re-plunged their full lengths in and out of their partners.

As the tension built up thanks to the persuasively arousing techniques of Brad and DD, both the President and VP somehow got the message that they too could contribute to the intensity of their own coming climaxes, if they actively face-fucked the two young guys who were sucking their cocks. And so, as if pre-programmed, they both started actively to thrust and withdraw their own cocks in and and out of their assistants’ mouths, coordinating their actions with the reciprocating rhythm imposed by Brad and DD. Inevitably, as is always the case, even Brad and DD, well disciplined in matters sexual, were overcome by the sensuously arousing nature of what they were doing, could not resist the uncontrollable carnal instincts which sexual intercourse of any kind always provokes and the onlookers were regaled by the spectacle of them battering away at the arses of their partners, who in turn, were uncontrollably face fucking their two young assistants. And when the moment of climax finally came, Brad and DD shot their loads embedded deep inside their partners, who simultaneously blew their own loads into the mouths and all over the faces of their two young assistants.

This demonstration of virtuoso anal fucking was witnessed by the on-looking members of the club, all of whom were stark naked and sporting erections themselves. Indeed quite a few of them had been engaged with each other and had broken off what they were doing, mainly to satisfy their burning curiosity by seeing their two guests in action, both of whose generous endowments had escaped no one’s attention.  When Brad and DD had offered to give the club’s most senior members a return match, this was an opportunity not to be missed to see what everyone realised were two Alpha cocks in action.  Not surprisingly, everyone had abandoned what they were doing at the moment and had formed themselves into an audience to watch Brad and DD strut their stuff in the arses of the club’s two senior members.

Remember that these events were taking place at one of the Swingers free and easy meetings at which gay sex in all its forms was the order of the day. Just as Brad and DD’s magic technique had inspired their two partners to face-fuck the two young studs kneeling before them, so also were the on-lookers caught up in the spirit of what was happening before their very eyes and Brad and DD found themselves being accompanied by the entire company of onlookers, who proceeded to jerk themselves off in time with the anal thrusting and withdrawing of the cocks of two principal actors in this amazing scene. When the climax finally came and Brad and DD achieved their objective of taking their two partners through to orgasms simultaneous with their own, by some miracle, all of the masturbating onlookers managed to shoot their loads at the same time. Load is the right word, for the quantity of male juice emitted was almost unbelievable; except that it was there for everyone to see. As none of the members were wearing condoms, they jerked out their fuck-juice sperm in the form of viscous, creamy ropes.

What had just happened could not have been pre-arranged as the unlikely synchronicity of the events relied purely on chance. Brad and DD received a well-deserved round of applause for their efforts, which were entirely responsible for a totally unplanned occasion which had ultimately involved the entire company and had ended in an unimaginably glorious number of orgasms, most of which were self-induced, but all of which were accompanied by a deluge of sperm.  Even the young pair, who had done sterling service, not once but twice that evening, as they offered their faces to the four principal actors in an act which had now taken place twice, managed to jerk themselves off, kneeling there as they had done, in front of the two senior members of the club, who were fucking their faces.

Neither the President nor the Vice-President had ever experienced the likes of what had just happened to them and they both thanked Brad and DD profoundly for their exceptional services.  “You two guys have added a new dimension to our sex lives; never before have we been fucked through to orgasm. As you will have gathered from the accolade we gave you, we usually stop sort of climax and withdraw and then each of us jerks himself off to completion.  But you have thrown a completely new light on our key activity, anal sex; and I have to say that what you have just shown us opens our eyes to a whole new perspective and produces the most incredible orgasms in all parties to the act. Now, might I suggest after that strenuous bout of exercise that we all have a drink and relax for a few minutes. The night is still young and there are many attractive young men here, all of whom I am sure you would like to get to know before you leave; and if if might add, I am sure that they too would like to get to know both of you better.” 

At the end of the day the members of the Swingers Club were much like the majority of gay men. They saw that key element of gay relationships, fucking, only from their own point of view. The active partner of the moment usually went hell for leather at his passive partner’s hole, only to withdraw his cock before he himself, let alone his partner, had reached a climax, forcing both of them to cream their cocks manually to achieve orgasm. The concept of sex as a joint effort, where both partners to the act climaxed together, seemed never to have crossed the minds of most of them.  Fucking was reduced to its lowest level of self-serving carnality and Brad did not find it surprising that what he and DD had just done had proved a revelation for the club’s President and VP. Coitus interruptus was a physical contraceptive technique formerly practised by heterosexual males before the wide availability of modern contraceptives; they withdrew their cocks from their female partners just prior to ejaculation to avoid an unwanted pregnancy. This appeared to be the technique more or less generally practised by the modern gay communities. In Brad’s view, whether practised in heterosexual or homosexual intercourse, it deprived both partners of that incredibly glorious and satisfying moment of achieving orgasm together, thereby grossly devaluing the act.

As they were resting after their first physical efforts, Brad leaned across to DD and said; “If you feel up to it – always a provocative phrase – I think we might attempt to show these guys Jonathan’s Manège à Trois.  I am sure we can find a willing young stud, who will make his arse available; especially now that they have seen that there is more to gay sex than just self-centred, raw fucking.”

DD had just enough of a touch of braggadocio about him, rose immediately to the challenge, He knew he was very good sexually and was happy for any opportunity to show off his prowess with his sizeable endowment, of which, with some justification, he was inordinately proud; so what better vehicle than Jonathan’s virtuoso party piece, the three-man, simultaneous orgasm, induced by the skill of just one man, to show the assembled  company what had to be one of the greatest acts ever of gay sex.  Of course, in light of what they had just witnessed, pretty-well the entire company was eager to participate in what the club members obviously saw as a unique opportunity to submit themselves to the extraordinary talents of their two guests. As only one person was needed for the demonstration, it was left to them to decide who would be the lucky lad. In the event, Brad and DD selected a handsome young stud called Timothy, who appeared, to say the very least, to be a very fuckable partner.

After careful lubrication of the vital parts of all three participants, Brad led Timothy to the table, across which he was gently made to bend, spreading his legs to give DD, who was to be the key protagonist in the little drama that was about to enfold, access to his anus. DD, ever the showman, stood for a few seconds with his magnificently circumcised penis proudly erect, with its clearly defined head set off from the shaft by a well-defined rim, to allow the onlookers to admire what was a truly magnificent piece of man-meat ready for action. You could see from the envy in the eyes of the onlookers that, to the very last man of them, they would all have willingly given their eyeteeth to possess a fuck-stick like the one DD was flaunting in front of them. Of course, DD milked the act – for it was to be an act – for all it was worth, imbuing it with a certain m’as tu vu? – look at me – boastful arrogance. While no one knew exactly what was going to happen next, as DD prepared himself to penetrate Timothy with his gleaming, well-oiled, one-eyed flesh flute, he bent over Timothy and whispered to him: “If you can, Timothy, grip my cock as tightly as you can with your anal muscles and you’ll see, it will add to the overall enjoyment of what is to come for both of us.” DD then drew himself upright; and thrust his full length into Timothy and waited for Brad to penetrate him.

Brad had observed and understood the theatricality of DD’s actions, which had dramatically set the scene for what was to follow, stood for a few seconds with his equally impressive erect penis, gleaming with oil. By allowing the onlookers to admire his endowment, he brought home to them that they were about to witness a unique drama, which could only be achieved by the two principal protagonists having exceptionally long penises.  Having allowed the onlookers time to appreciate that they were about to be treated to a unique spectacle, Brad went ahead and shafted DD; in one smooth, uninterrupted thrust, sinking his cock fully into him and bottoming his pelvis against DD’s arse.  So far there was nothing, visually special about the classic three-man man fuck they were evidently about to perform. But now that the stage had been set and the three actors were in place, what the onlookers were about to see enacted live before their very eyes was to prove to be totally amazing.

With his innate sense of theatre, DD now withdrew himself almost completely until only his cock head remained inside of Timothy. Simultaneously with this withdrawal movement by DD, Brad allowed himself to be pushed backwards by DD, but still holding his cock deep inside of DD’s arse. Then, having thus established the static geometrical positions for both Timothy and Brad for the entire demonstration, DD began by again thrusting his full length back into Timothy whilst Brad remained perfectly still. As the only person moving was DD, the effect of this first move was to pull himself off Brad’s cock. But therein lay the art of the act: as DD again bottomed himself against Timothy’s arse, the tip of Brad’s penis still remained inside DD.

DD, as the only man of the trio to move during the entire process, again withdrew himself from Timothy and, with considerable force, thrust himself backwards onto Brad’s waiting penis. And so began what was to be a unique, virtuoso demonstration of gay anal copulation leading, several minutes later, to that never before seen multiple climax: a one-man-induced, simultaneous orgasm for all three participants. As DD’s fuck-stick moved like the visible connecting-rod of a steam locomotive, back and forth between Timothy’s anus and Brad’s penis, it gave the illusion to the onlookers that he was skewered, as if on one long rod formed by his own penis and Brad’s. In effect, what DD was, in fact, doing, was fucking Timothy on his forward strokes and fucking both his own hole and Brad’s cock on his on his withdrawal strokes. It was immediately obvious that this was anal copulation of considerable sophistication

As DD inevitably became ever more aroused by what he was doing, his movements to and fro became quicker and more violent. By the time the two static participants in this three-man action were nearing their own climaxes, DD was literally slamming the full ten-inch length of his cock, with great force, into Timothy and then, within what seemed only like a split second, withdrawing himself and forcefully impaling his own hole back onto Brad’s rock-hard member, which he swallowed entirely in his quest to move both of them towards orgasm. What was truly amazing was the speed at which DD accomplished this dual fucking mission. It would be an exaggeration to say that his movements were so fast that they became a blur before the eyes of the onlookers; but the onlookers were, nevertheless, staggered both by the speed and force which DD brought to the act.

Precisely how DD was able to judge how near he had brought Timothy and Brad to the edge of orgasm is a mystery. But suddenly everyone sensed that the miraculous event was about to occur, when, the three of them apparently united by some sixth sense or possibly telepathy, the magically fatidic moment finally arrived. As master of ceremonies and prime mover of what was about to happen, DD brought the whole thing to a magnificent climax in which he, with considerable flourish withdrew himself completely from Timothy and impaled his own arse one final time, with the greatest imaginable force, on Brad’s penis, thereby taking Brad through to his climax. He then immediately withdrew himself, leaving Brad in the exquisite paroxysm of his orgasm, with his cock spewing forth a veritable tsunami of his seed in great ejaculative bursts all over the floor.  But then, in a flash, DD was back towards Timothy, into whose hole he thrust himself for the very last time in a theatrically impressive coup de grace, thereby bringing both Timothy and himself through to simultaneous orgasms.  DD ejaculated his own copious seed into Timothy, leaving the young man with a souvenir, albeit rather temporary, of the occasion. Timothy, meanwhile, who had not been wearing a condom to catch his emission, blood-engorged cock was jutting out into thin air, spurted his own generous offering all over the floor.

The club members, including the President and VP, had, to a man, all been aroused sexually by what they were observing. And one has to ask oneself what red-blooded man, whatever his own sexual persuasion, would not have found himself sexually aroused by such a unique spectacle.  It was more than almost any guy could stand just to be an observer of such a unique performance in which he could not  participate. So it is hardly surprising that most of the club members were unable to resist jerking off whilst they watched DD relishing Timothy’s arse and Brad’s cock. It would be an exaggeration to claim that the club members managed to coordinate their manually induced climaxes to coincide with the simultaneous orgasms induced by DD; but to their credit, they all shot their loads within twenty seconds of DD’s triumph.

The three protagonists of the manège-à-trois demonstration received a resounding round of applause for their efforts and with that, the formal part of the evening’s proceedings came to an end. Brad and DD, as guest visitors to the club, had played an unusually important part in all three formal demonstrations, which had established both Brad and DD, as peerless Alpha Male practitioners of hitherto unimagined, imaginative gay sex. The rest of the evening was spent in Brad and DD becoming sexually acquainted with other sexually the members of the club, who had, until now, been observers to the somewhat lengthy proceedings, initiated by the welcoming efforts of the President and VP. It would be an exaggeration to say that Brad and DD managed to sample every one of the attractive anuses and cocks offered to them by the club members present that evening.  But the two of them showed their resilience and willingness to lend their own equipment to the more conventional  sexual liaisons which take place at such gatherings of gay young men, all of whom are eager to fuck or to be fucked themselves  At about two in the morning, as they prepared to to leave and return to their hotel for what was left of the night, the President thanked them profusely for their contribution to what had been an unprecedented evening and invited both of them to join the Swingers Club once they were settled in the area, which, as enthusiastic practitioners of recreational gay sex, they immediately did.

Continued in Chapter 30