Gary's Summer Interlude
By: Kenneth Kirk
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Chapter 8
The Party Begins – Round 1 

All Oral

When the Bee Gees started singing, “You should be dancing,” Gary and Ryan waited for a few seconds before they threw open the door to Tara and sashayed onto the porch to a chorus of whoops, hollers, and shouts.  They were barefoot with matching white Levi’s cut off very short so the audience was able to appreciate their muscular legs from the get-go.  Above their shorts, each of them wore a flowing silk shirt that ballooned around them as they twirled and swooped across the small stage.  Gary’s shirt was pink with huge white Irises all around it.  Ryan’s was a trifle more subtle, a sky blue that really set his eyes off, even from a distance.  Continuing the sky theme, his shirt had fluffy white clouds scattered across the front and back.  During the song, they gradually unbuttoned their shirts until they were open and sliding off their shoulders as they danced energetically together.  As the song concluded, they stepped close to each other and quickly pulled each other’s shirt off.

Now devoid of clothing above their waists, the boys flexed their substantial pecs and biceps, posing and strutting as Grace Jones started singing “I Need a Man.”  The audience hooted with laughter at the lyric and whenever she sang “I need a man, perhaps a man like you,” the boys would face their audience, lip-syncing the provocative lyric and pointing, to the great delight of the older guys.  After a minute or two, Ryan grabbed the waist of Gary’s shorts and popped the top button open.  After a couple of turns and shakes, Gary returned the favor.  As the song progressed, they continued popping each other’s buttons one by one until finally they faced the audience and shimmied until their shorts slid down their strong thighs and fell in a heap on their ankles.  Each kicked his shorts into the audience, Gary hitting Nick with his and Ryan hitting Mel with his.  They were left on the stage in the scandalous gold lame undershorts Jody had gotten for Gary and Carlos a few months before.  The crowd clapped and screamed its approval.

The pace slowed and became decidedly more sensual as Lou Rawls’ deep bass crooned “You’ll Never Find Another Love Like Mine.”  Ryan and Gary turned their attention more to each other and began caressing each other’s chests, arms, and abdomens.  The crowd roared when Ryan tossed Gary against one of the porch pillars, grabbed his hips, pulled them back so he was bent over and his butt was prominently displayed.  When Ryan positioned himself against Gary’s ass and began furiously humping his friend, the shouts rose in volume and intensity.  All fourteen cocks in the chairs in front of them rose, too, as the erotic heat of the dance grew.  Ryan pulled Gary away from the pillar and into his arms so they could move together for a moment.  Their near-nudity and body contact ramped up the response their audience was having to their entertainment.  Separating but holding hands, they faced the back of the porch and wiggled their firm, but pliant, asses toward their admirers.  They stepped closer together until their torsos touched.  They released each other’s hand and cupped a butt cheek, rubbing and squeezing suggestively.  As the song concluded, Ryan twirled Gary so he faced away from the taller man.  He put one hand on each of Gary’s hips and stripped his golden shorts off his legs, leaving Gary completely nude.  Slowly Gary leaned over, pushing his bubble butt back into Ryan’s crotch and leaning down to pick up his shorts, which he tossed to Clint in the audience.  Slowly he stood up, keeping his butt against Ryan.  When he was his full height, he turned around, still against Ryan’s body.  He pulled Ryan’s head down and kissed him.  While they kissed, Gary quickly stripped Ryan’s shorts off, too.  Breaking the kiss, they swirled so they faced the onlookers, tossing their hard-ons from side to side.  Ryan kicked his shorts into the audience.  They landed on Oscar’s erect dick, causing a big guffaw of laughter.

As everyone shouted their approval, the Bee Gees’ began singing “How Deep Is Your Love?”  For a few bars Ryan and Gary danced a spirited waltz together, twirling so the crowd saw their naked butts rotating into and out of view.  Ryan’s hands held Gary’s butt cheeks as they twirled until they finally stopped moving and started kissing again.  Gary dropped down and put Ryan’s cock into his mouth.  Keeping time with the music, Ryan face-fucked his friend as the audience stared and gasped.  Only several thrusts were made before Ryan pulled Gary up from his crouch, grabbed him around the waist, and lifted the smaller man up into his arms.  He carried Gary as he turned around a couple of times and then dropped into a crouch at the center of the stage where he swung Gary onto his knees.  Gary dropped onto his hands and Ryan crouched behind him.  Everyone held his breath as the Bee Gees asked the probing question, “How deep is your love?”  Ryan looked at the audience and lip-synced the line before turning back to Gary, parting his ass cheeks, leaning in, and kissing his rosebud.

Every dick in the yard was completely engorged, no room for another milliliter of blood in them.  As Ryan tongue-fucked Gary a few times, the production of pre-cum in the yard went through the roof.  In a moment, Ryan leaned back and both boys got to their feet as the final crescendo occurred in the song.  They faced the audience as the song concluded and everyone jumped to their feet, giving the dancers an unmistakable view of the size of appreciation each guy had for them.

Patrick stepped up beside Ryan and put an arm around his waist.  He motioned for quiet and said, “Oh my God!  I knew they would be good, but I wasn’t prepared for this.”  Playfully, Ryan took Patrick’s eight hard inches into his fist.  Everyone laughed.  “Keep your hard-ons for just a moment, fellows, as we have some volunteers for a Deputy Boys’ style round robin blow job.  It will commence in just a couple of minutes on the grass behind the pool.  Let’s give these guys another round of applause before we move.”

The applause sounded like it came from a hundred people instead of fourteen.

Josh handed each hot dancer a cold beer, which they chugged quickly.  Everyone was gathering in the shade at the back side of the pool, erections in hand.  The whole ambience of the party had changed from a relaxing gathering of old friends into a hedonistic collection of horny dudes.  Mel, Oscar, and Josh were off to one side and Gary joined them.  Two sturdy tables sat in the grass a few feet apart.  Each table was about six feet long and three feet wide and each had a thin mattress strapped down to the tabletop.  Josh indicated that each cocksucker could kneel beside the table or lie down on the table as he so desired.  For round two, they could lie on the table tops.  Their service zone would be the end of the table.  Mel and Oscar took one table and left the other for Josh and Gary.  When they were all in place Gary was standing about 5 feet from Oscar.  Patrick explained a couple of rules to the tops and then said, “Go for it!”

Suddenly a dozen erections bounced over to the tables as the tops lined up three-deep in front of each  bottom.  Bobby, the Asian dude, with his 6 1/2” hard-on stood in front of Gary.  Each said hello and then Gary dropped down to his knees in the soft grass.  He grasped the erection and opened his mouth. He had only gotten Bobby fully hard and panting when Patrick blew a shrill whistle and Bobby pulled out, muttered “Thanks” and moved off to join Josh’s waiting line.  A good solid cock wagged in front of Gary.  He looked up to see it belonged to John, who smiled at him as Gary sucked his cock into his mouth.  Again, Gary had only gotten a good rhythm going when the whistle sounded and Nick’s Greek dick appeared in his face.  Nick was followed by Milt, who was followed by Jacob, who was followed by the hairy, bespectacled Miller (pictured).  Chris, Rudy, and the gorgeous Pablo followed Miller.  Next came Ryan, Patrick, and Clint.  Gary tried to give Ryan a particularly good blow job because he had been such a wonderful companion throughout the party.  By this time, Ryan had already been sucked by the other three bottoms and was beginning to feel the need to cum.  But the whistle blew loudly so he moved away and Patrick took his place in Gary’s mouth.  Gary’s last top for this round was Clint and the old adage “best for last” seemed appropriate.

Gary was enjoying servicing all these wonderful men with their various cocks, cut and uncut, long and very long, thick and very thick, curved a bit and straight as an arrow.  This time when the whistle blew, Patrick blew it three times, then called out “Round two!”  As Clint moved away, Gary climbed onto the table and lay down, intertwining his legs and feet with Josh, who was climbing up on the other end of the same table.  They lay on their backs and scooted until their heads hung over the ends of the table.

Very soon Bobby shoved his cock into Gary’s mouth and pushed it all the way in.  The head pushed against Gary’s throat and Gary swallowed, causing Bobby to gasp.  The length of this turn was longer than the first round, but still the whistle blew and Bobby withdrew. 

John’s 8-incher drove quite a bit deeper than Bobby had been able to and John’s girth stretched Gary’s throat somewhat more, too.  He was quite up to the challenge, but did have to put more effort into handling this bigger cock. 

Nick (pictured) was a bit shorter and thinner than John, but Gary especially enjoyed the way Nick slid gently but firmly into his  throat with each thrust.  Gary would swallow, Nick would gasp, and then he would slide it out.  Gary thought they could have gone on that way for an hour, but after 3 minutes the whistle blew and Nick was gone. 

Milt was very excited when he drove balls deep into Gary’s throat and Gary thought he might provide Gary’s first taste of cum for the day, but the whistle blew and Milt moved on.

Jacob inserted his respectable 7-incher into Gary’s mouth, then pushed into his throat.  After about 2 ½ minutes, Gary became aware of shouting at Oscar’s station as Chris was the first of the tops to get his nut off.  Hearing this so nearby took Jacob up a bit, but before he blew the whistle blew. 

Miller’s 8” was presented to Gary, who eagerly took it all the way down, causing Miller to gasp and say, “Oh, fuck!”  They quickly got their rhythm established and in a minute or so, Gary felt Miller’s cock expand and noticed his balls had pulled up so they were hitting him in the nose instead of the eyes.  Miller grabbed his shoulders and jammed forward, crying out, “Take it, pretty baby!”  Gary felt a massive shudder in Miller’s body as the first 2 gigantic spurts of his cum shot down Gary’s throat.  Sweetly, Miller pulled back so the third shot and all the others were spilled onto Gary’s tongue.  This first taste of cum during the party was greatly appreciated by the blond bottom.  Miller tasted a bit earthy and unique from Gary’s previous experience.  He swallowed several times to get the load down and gently licked the sensitive cockhead until the whistle blew and Miller withdrew. 

Rudy, who Gary thought might have the biggest dick of the day, gently inserted his 9” and waited a moment for Gary’s throat to accept his bulk before pushing all the way down.  They had hardly begun when Gary heard Bobby cum followed quickly by Milt.  Just before the whistle blew, Rudy blew a massive load down Gary’s throat as he milked the big stud.  After several shots, he pulled back to give Gary the last 3 or 4 spurts into his mouth.  His sperm was surprisingly bland in flavor, but was thick like a milkshake.

The beautiful Pablo (pictured) looked very ready to drop his load when he stepped up and slid balls deep into Gary’s throat.   His dick was quite a mouthful, too, and Gary felt himself highly charged as he began to rhythmically scrunch his throat on the Spanish sausage.  Behind him John began yelling as his orgasm came.  Pablo’s breathing became ragged, his legs began shaking, his cock swelled until it was almost as fat as Antonio’s, and he screamed, “Dios!  Dios!  Dios, mio!  Fuck!  Ooooh!” as his cum shot straight into Gary’s stomach.  When he didn’t voluntarily withdraw, Gary pushed gently on his granite abs and he slid back until his dickhead lay spasming on Gary’s tongue.  Fittingly, the super-hot Pablo had a spicy flavor to his sperm.  Jacob was now crying out from the other end of the table as he bathed Josh’s throat with his Jewish jizz.  They had enough time for Gary to properly clean the remaining splooge from Pablo’s still-hard cock before the whistle blew. 

Gary was grateful to find Ryan shoving his beautiful dick into his mouth next.  Gary’s throat had gotten very comfortable in its stretched condition and was lubed with Miller’s, Rudy’s, and Pablo’s delicious loads so Ryan easily went in to the hilt.  He fucked Gary’s throat with firm, but gentle strokes that passed from Gary’s lips to deep in his throat every 3 or 4 seconds.  He swallowed as the Aussie dickhead stopped at the deep spot and then Ryan would pull back.  No more than 90 seconds of this was needed before Ryan held deep, swelled, and screamed, “Oh, fuck, baby!”  He let loose a couple of huge shots into his friend’s stomach and then withdrew into his mouth.  On top of all the cum he had taken in the past few minutes, Gary was especially excited to taste Ryan and know he had brought pleasure to his friend.  Unexpectedly, Gary felt his own orgasm rack his body as cum started spewing out of his dickhead.  As several others whooped at the sight of Gary’s cock blasting all over the table, Gary gasped for breath around the serious girth of the big cock in his mouth.  Patrick was now cumming into Oscar’s mouth beside them and Nick was obviously blasting down Mel’s throat behind them. 

The whistle didn’t blow, but Clint tapped on Ryan’s shoulder and asked if he minded.  Like a gentleman, Ryan pulled his dick out of Gary’s mouth and stepped aside.  Gary smiled and drew in the huge cock belonging to the sexy Clint. Lovingly, Gary milked this giant cock as Clint gently fucked his mouth.  Mel began screaming on the other table as Josh sucked him off.  A few minutes passed while Gary nursed on Clint’s monster.  When Clint’s breathing became ragged, Gary increased the power in his swallowing and soon, Clint’s balls retracted and his cock exploded into the depths of Gary’s throat.  Clint gave Gary half a dozen blasts before he stopped.  While Gary cleaned the cock of the remnants of its load, both Josh and Oscar cried out as they came, Oscar into Josh’s mouth and Josh into Mel’s throat.

Finally, Clint withdrew and helped Gary sit up.  His neck was a little stiff and his throat was sore, but he was very satisfied from the big loads he’d just received from Miller, Rudy, Pablo, Ryan, and Clint.  What a fine diet of prime cum that was!  In a moment John placed a fresh beer in his hand and he slugged half of it quickly, feeling a burn in his throat that ironically cooled off the raw feeling created by deep throating twelve hot cocks during the past hour or so.

Guys were moving around the yard, hugging and talking happily.  A couple of guys were splashing around in the pool.  Josh and Patrick were lighting the grill and beginning to prepare for a simple cookout.  Ryan sat down on a chaise lounge with Gary.

“How are you doing, buddy?” he asked, a note of concern in his down under accent.

Gary smiled at him.  “I’m good.  Just trying to calm down after a most exciting afternoon.  I’ve never enjoyed giving blow jobs as much as I did today.  I couldn’t get enough cock and then when they started shooting those big dongs down my throat I thought I would just explode!”

They both laughed.

“Come to think of it,” Gary added, “I did explode!”

Ryan laughed even harder.  “Yes, you did!”

After a minute they calmed down.

“There are some really hot guys here,” Ryan observed.

“Yes.  And a lot of big dicks, too.  Clint, Rudy, Pablo, Patrick.  Wow.  Oh, and you, my dear boy.  You just keep getting hotter and hotter!”

Ryan grinned.  “I’m having an awesome time today!”

“You were spectacular with the dance.”

“It went really well, didn’t it?”

“Yeah.  And the element of humor that you added with ‘I Need a Man’ was a great touch.  And picking me up and throwing me around.  That little hint of domination made everybody get a little harder.  Including me, I might add.”

“Thanks!” Ryan said.  “And thanks for inviting me to this party.”

“Umm!  That was a brilliant move on my part.”

Ryan laughed.

“So,” Gary said quietly, “are you ready to get fucked?”

Ryan thought for a moment.  “Actually, I’m quite ready.  The whole day has been making me hornier and these guys are so incredibly hot.  I want to connect with them intimately and I know if that’s going to happen, it’s their dicks in my asshole.”

“Yes, one thing I have learned about Deputy Boys.  Most of them are wonderful guys who love to fuck, but have no interest in getting fucked.  For me, since I have no interest in fucking, it’s a perfect scenario.”

“I reckon it is.”

“But for guys like you, who prefer being a top to being a bottom, it does present a bit of a problem.”

“I don’t know,” Ryan said.  “If I know I have to be the bottom, I’m okay with it.  I mean, it sure beats, you know, nothing.  And it gets easier and feels better each time, so it’s really no big deal now.  I don’t even think I’ll have a problem taking all that dick in the round robin.”

Gary smiled.  “I’m glad it’s getting easier, but, please, don’t turn into a total bottom.”

“Not going to happen!”

“Good.  Because I love it when you top me and I wouldn’t want that to end.”

Ryan kissed him.  “Me neither.  Now, I suppose we should mingle.”

They split up and worked the crowd, getting better acquainted with the guys they didn’t already know.  As he slowly moved from one small group to another, Gary concluded he liked every one of the guys.  He did feel a special chemistry with Clint, Pablo, and Miller and hoped very much that he could spend more time with each of them.  Clint mentioned he had to work tomorrow afternoon so would head back to Charlotte before too late tonight.  Gary was disappointed, but Clint promised to get together again when Gary got settled in Asheville in a few months.

After a while, Josh and Patrick began producing hot dogs and burgers from their grill.  Served with baked beans and potato salad and, of course, more beer, everyone enjoyed the cookout immensely.  When everyone was finished, Josh called Oscar, Gary, and Ryan together for a short discussion.  “We should get the round robin fuck started pretty soon.  Let’s take a few minutes to get ourselves ready and then meet back here in about fifteen minutes.  Oscar, you can come with me,” he concluded.

Gary and Ryan dashed into Tara to take care of their ablutions.  Gary said he didn’t like to fuck on a full stomach and tried to induce some vomiting while Ryan used the shower attachment to rinse out his rectum before getting to work.  Gary found it was more difficult to induce vomiting since he had been working so hard at killing his gag reflex.  Finally he was able to unload most of the hot dog and burger he had just eaten along with what looked like some undigested cum from earlier.  Following Ryan’s lead, he also rinsed out his rectum.  They washed their faces and decided they were ready for the next event on the agenda.

“Bring on the big dicks!” Ryan laughed.

To be continued...

Posted: 06/11/2021