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Author's Chapter Notes:

The boys are still cuffed together and . . . getting to know one another. *Ahem* But, if you're faint of heart or getting tired of all the heat, neverfear, because I added in some actual plot development as well which should cool you off just a tad. Hope you enjoy! TAG



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Chapter 7 -  Getting To Know You REALLY Well. (Thursday, June 2nd - continued)


Brian and Paal had gotten along splendidly all day. They fucked twice - both nice, long, drawn out and thoroughly satisfying fucks, with Paal on his back and Brian pumping into him while fisting the man's long, not very thick, uncut dick. Paal was definitely a grower and Brian admired the fact that the guy managed almost ten inches in length when fully stimulated. Although, personally, Brian preferred a pud with a little more girth to it. And, while perfectly respectable, the fucking itself wasn't anything really special. Brian found himself enjoying his lunchtime conversation with Paal far more than he'd enjoyed the fucks. He suspected the two of them were far more likely to end up as friends than fuck buddies.


More gratifying, at least as far as Brian was concerned, was when he and Paal came across the combo of Kerek and Malik and the four of them decided on a big tandem fuck. With the two young black men braced up against the wall in the Kitchen, Brian and Paal positioned themselves behind. Both couples were still cuffed together so they didn’t have much leeway as to who fucked whom, but it worked out pretty well anyway since Paal, who was a couple inches shorter than Brian, ended up with the much smaller Malik, and Brian got the tall lean Kerek. Brian was happy getting back into Kerek’s ass again anyway. That boy was clearly a well-disciplined bottom - his ass seemed to just open up with only the slightest preparation and he was an expert in using his anal muscles to get his partner off with as much pleasure as possible.


Afterwards, Brian politely declined a second tandem go round. He had no idea what was coming with that night’s Challenge and he didn’t want to be all fucked out before the real challenge even began. He didn’t explain himself to his competitors, of course, and didn’t really mind if they mistakenly thought he was too tired or couldn’t get it up again. That misperception would only aid him down the line. He smiled cagily when Kerek and Malik decided to head off and find other action while he talked Paal into reclining on the couch and taking a break.


While Brian was apathetically perusing one the of soft porn novels they’d been given as their only source of reading material and Paal was flipping through the channels on the television, the two blond bombshells - Justin and Dane - came in through the patio door and joined them on the sectional couch. Both of the blonds were still damp from the pool, and even Justin’s ultra-pale skin was a tiny bit sun kissed. Brian thought it looked good on him.


“Hey,” Justin greeted Brian, virtually ignoring the giant handcuffed to him.


“Hey there, Gramps. Having fun?” Brian asked, amused by how bored the kid seemed despite all the amenities, not to mention the fact that he was currently chained to a gorgeous hunk of Scandinavian god who was looking at the youth with hungry longing.


“Yeah, I guess. Mostly, though, I’d just like to get on with tonight’s challenge and get it over with,” Justin opined, trying not to give away the fact that he was more than a little nervous about what was to come. “So, anybody got any idea what The Master has planned?”


“I hope it involves fucking!” Dane added in his two cents. “I mean, this is pretty tame,” he added, raising his cuffed wrist to indicate what he thought of Today’s Trial.


Brian noted the way little Justin’s eyes got really wide at Dane’s comment. Did he detect a hint of panic? That seemed odd. Maybe Brian had misinterpreted what he’d seen, though. Maybe it was just that the kid wasn’t into Dane. Maybe the boy was just panicked at the thought of having that ridiculously huge ankle spanker of Dane’s shoved up his delicate little asshole. Fuck knows Brian wouldn’t be game for that either. Although it WAS a thing of beauty - but it was more of a thing to be admired from afar, in his opinion at least.  


“We will know what the next Challenge is soon enough,” Paal answered pacifically, bringing Brian’s attention back to the conversation at hand. “There is no sense in guessing.”


“Whatever,” the gargantuan blond replied, his attention not straying from his cuff-mate’s sleek, slim body. “Come on, Justin. I’m bored. Let’s go upstairs and fuck.”


“Nah . . . not right now. Maybe later,” Justin replied uneasily.


Brian was again puzzled by the kid’s reaction. He looked at the boy sitting beside him, his head tilted to the side, and he gave the kid a quizzical look with one eyebrow raised. The kid looked even more anxious than before although he was trying to appear cool and unconcerned. Was the ‘shy boy’ act just that - an act? Or was the little one trying to hide something? Brian just couldn’t get a read on this guy.


“If you’re that bored, you could always blow the kid,” Brian offered in an attempt to restore peace by offering a reasonable alternative. “At least that way your mouth would be full and the rest of us wouldn’t have to listen to you whine.”


Apparently that idea was acceptable to all. Justin shrugged at his cuff-mate, and smiled thankfully at Brian for the suggestion. Dane jumped at the idea, almost vaulting off the couch and into a kneeling position between Justin’s legs. His huge hand grabbed Justin’s cock which, respectable in size as it might be even when the kid was soft, seemed dwarfed by the big guy’s meaty paw. However, meaty as it might be, that big fist managed with a few dextrous squeezes to get the young blond hard as a rock. Brian had noted when they’d been doing their little hand job tutorial the night before how the spongy head of the kid’s cock would swell nicely when he was fully erect. When Dane noticed this effect, he moaned appreciatively and dove down impatiently until the whole of the pretty pink pecker was engulfed in one swallow.


Both Brian and Paal were fully hard again as soon as this particular entertainment began. Dane was obviously enjoying himself, if the zealous way his head was bobbing and the throaty murmurs were any indication. Watching them together was erotic and, for some reason, seeing the big giant down on his knees worshiping the twink’s cock was getting Brian off more than it probably should. In spite of his resolve to ‘save himself’ for the evening Challenge, Brian couldn’t help stroking himself along in time with the rise and fall of Dane’s head. It seemed to be just the thing to relieve all of Justin’s residual stress too - the boy’s head fell back against the couch cushion, his eyes closed and his angelic little bowed mouth opened in ecstasy.


The breathy pants that were issuing from the youth added to Brian’s own arousal. The kid was so turned on he practically glowed with it. It was so fucking sexy. At one point Brian actually found himself wishing that he were the one down on his knees with his face nuzzling into that glorious pile of dark blond pubes. And after that, well, he couldn’t help himself from moving in to help his fellow contestants along a little.


Towing Paal off the couch with him, he moved around until he was standing behind the spot where Dane was kneeling. With his cuffed hand, Brian grabbed a fistfull of Dane’s short, wiry, blond hair and, using that as an anchor, he held the man’s head still. The unexpected pause caused Justin’s eyes to blink open, his gaze fixing almost automatically on Brian.


“Stand up!” Brian ordered, at the same time moving an unresisting Dane back a few inches so that Justin could slide forward on the couch and rise to his feet. “Now, fuck his face, Justin!” Brian commanded. Brian felt rather than heard Dane’s anticipatory groan at the mere idea. Justin promptly complied, shoving his pretty, large-headed dick as far down the compliant man’s throat as he could in one go. Brian held Dane’s head immobile so that Justin would have an easier go at it, rutting against the back of the big guy’s neck in the process. Justin reached out and grabbed Brian’s shoulder with his free hand to steady himself and the spark of electricity that passed between them at the slight touch only added to both their pleasure.


The situation was too intense and everyone’s arousal was too great for the proceedings to go on for long. Brian himself would have loved to prolong the experience, enjoying the eye fucking he was getting from the tiny twink almost as much as the feel of his dick rubbing through Dane’s coarse blond hair. It was Paal who brought matters to a head, so to speak, when he lost it completely, shooting his load all over Dane’s face from where he was standing still chained to Brian’s side. After that, the smell of sex and the erotic sight caused a bit of a chain reaction. Dane was the next to go, his cum spraying out from between the fingers of the fist he’d been using on his own prodigious member. Justin took that as his cue and thrust himself one more time as deep as physically possible down Dane’s throat, announcing his orgasm with a loud “GAHHHH!” The look of pure incandescent bliss on the younger blond’s face was what, in turn, pulled Brian over the edge, and he moved back slightly in order to shoot his own joy juice artistically all over the giant’s well-muscled back.


Everyone just stood there for a few moments afterwards, silent and blinking, trying to get their brains to reboot. Justin’s cute little giggle was the first noise any of them were capable of making and it rang out loudly in the relative silence. It must have been contagious, though, since Brian found himself joining in before he’d even had time to mentally chastise himself for thinking the word ‘cute’. He wasn’t even sure exactly what what so hilarious, but he couldn’t have stopped laughing if he'd tried. He didn’t feel too bad though since the rest of their little crew was all laughing along as well. Even Dane, who was still on his knees at Justin’s feet and was covered on every side in congealing spunk was laughing with big, boisterous ‘hahahas’.


“What a bunch of dweebs!” The joking comment interrupted the party’s glee, but only for a moment. Brian turned his head and noted that Kerek and Malik had ventured back into the Greatroom and were standing there shaking their heads with confused amusement at the strange, giggly little group. When they all realized how silly they looked, they spontaneously broke out into another uncontrollable spate of snickers. Malik walked closer and threw the towel he’d been carrying into Dane’s face with friendly affection and an ordered, “clean yourself up, you big doofus!”


“Shit! I’m literally fucking dripping in cum, you guys! What the hell?” Dane admonished the three he held responsible for the majority of the mess, conveniently forgetting that a significant portion of what was dribbling from his one hand and arm was his own. “Frankly, I blame you, you little tease,” Dane razzed Justin as he awkwardly got to his feet and began dabbing at himself with the towel. “If you had just let me fuck you, like I wanted, you’d be the one covered in spunk and not me.”


This comment engendered yet another round of laughter as both Paal and Brian joined in to ‘help’ towell the big man off. Of course, the towelling off became mostly a wrestling and tickling match before too much longer. When Dane fell cackling to the couch, Justin joined in on the brouhaha. And finally, with a ‘what the hell’ shrug, Malik tugged Kerek over and they joined in on the melee, everybody tickling and wrestling with everyone else. It was a great stress reliever and an even better way for them all to get to know each other than The Master’s handcuff idea, even if it was a bit out of character for a few of the usually more sedate contestants.


Unfortunately, the flirty, easygoing tone of the afternoon was suddenly blasted apart, when a resounding crash from the kitchen interrupted the fun. Brian and Paal, who were temporarily on top of the dog pile, got up first and headed in the direction of the noise to see if anyone needed help. What they found upon entering the kitchen was Daniel and Adrien, standing nose to nose, and both spitting mad. The shattered casserole dish from lunch lying in pieces on the floor at their feet seemed to have been the cause of the noise that had drawn Brian and Paal there. The small trickle of blood dripping from the torn corner of Adrien’s mouth gave evidence that the confrontation between the two had already gotten violent.


“Fuck you!” Adrien spat into Daniel’s face, jerking the chain of the handcuffs which were preventing him from getting the hell away from the other man.


“What’s your fucking problem?” Daniel demanded, yanking at the handcuff chain himself and almost dragging Adrien off his feet with the force of his pull.


“You’re my fucking problem, Dude,” Adrien hissed into the face of the shorter but much stockier asian man. “I told you that you’re NOT going to fuck me! So get your damned hands off, okay!”


“Well, if your fucking blow job hadn’t been so ridiculously crappy, I could have gotten off that way, now couldn’t I? But you had to go and scrape half the skin off my dick with your fucking teeth. Where the fuck did you learn how to blow anyway?” Daniel was yelling now, ignoring the fact that the entire rest of the Residence was standing around as witnesses by this point. “And there’s no fucking way you’re leaving me like this without finishing what you started!"


“Well, if you hadn’t knocked my face into the cabinet door, you fucking asshole, I wouldn’t have scraped you. When I offered to suck you off I didn’t think you’d be fucking my head into the damned wall!” Adrien screamed back, wiping at the few drops of blood that had made it to his chin.


“Yeah, well your sucking skills suck, DUDE!” Daniel hollered back, butting his muscle-bound chest into Adrien’s leaner frame hard enough to knock the smaller man into the wall of kitchen cupboards again. “And no way are you leaving me like this!” Daniel pointed down to his jutting erection. “You better fucking finish what you started you useless cock tease.”


Brian knew it was past time to intervene and stepped forward, followed two seconds later by Dane. “Whoa! Guys? I think it’s time for both of you to take a breather and cool down. Okay?” Brian insinuated his body between the two angry combatants, facing Daniel, and feeling momentarily vulnerable in his nudity when the shorter but incredibly strong man didn’t back down at all.


“Brian’s right,” Dane seconded, from where he stood right next to Brian’s shoulder.


The two of them, along with their more reluctant cuff-mates who had been pulled into the situation simply because they had no choice in the matter, completely blocked the line of sight between Daniel and Adrien. Even though they were still handcuffed together, Daniel couldn’t physically get to the man he was angry at without going through at least two others, one of whom was at least as big as him muscle-wise, and both of whom were taller. Brian watched, glad to see the enraged asian man eventually fighting to control his temper. When he was sure that Daniel wasn’t going to explode again, he turned his head enough to see over his shoulder and noted that the small cut Adrien had sustained hadn’t bled any more and the surfer boy seemed to have himself under control as well.


“Hey, guys,” the affable and timely little Malik stepped in with a flirtatious smile on his beautiful, pouty lips. “How about we all go out to the pool and cool off. And while we’re out there, I’d be happy to step in and take over sucking that nice big prick for you.”


Thankfully, that offer seemed to appease Daniel almost immediately. He happily followed Malik and Kerak out to the patio, completely ignoring Adrien even though they were still cuffed together. Brian and Dane watched them go, exchanging a worried look between them, and then silently agreeing to follow behind just to make sure things stayed civil.


As the entire group retreated outside to spend the remainder of the afternoon relaxing, swimming and calmly awaiting their next big Challenge, Brian suspected that this was not the last time Daniel would turn out to be a problem before the summer was over.



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Chapter End Notes:

6/21/15 - Happy Summer Solstice to those of you in the Northern Hemisphere! Hope you're enjoying the longest day of the year by reading some hot fanfic!


I still have a couple openings for my Queen For A Day Reader Challenge - If you could have any of the characters from this story do ANYTHING you wanted for you, what would it be? Shoot me an email, leave a comment/review here or come by the online story site and leave me a comment there and tell me what you want to see!


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