I had been offered membership into an all-male gay sex group. After my rounds with the two studs that fucked me from both ends, I was definitely interested in more. I was told about the requirements, which I already met the physical and sexual parts, but I would have to be initiated by the senior members. Upon hearing this I asked what "senior" meant. I was assured that it was not "senior citizen," but just a member of the group that had helped in first starting the group. I was all for it...if only I knew.
I arrived at a resort getaway, apparently owned by one of the members-where all of the big get-togethers were held. I unpacked my things...hardly anything: jockstrap, personal hygiene supplies, and one change of clothes. I heard a knock at my door, and when I opened it the man introduced himself to be Brian, which was the person who would be showing me around. He was tall, short hair, clean shaven, and had a definite gym built body.
Through the tight pants I could not see any body fat. And his arms were huge. He told me that he would be showing me around the grounds. I said sure. I gotta say, I had to stop myself from staring at his crotch while he talked. He told me that since I was there to be initiated, that I was required to always have on my jockstrap...and nothing else. I was a little taken-a-back, and he told me not to worry that we were the only ones there. So I complied.
I stripped completely, and put on the jockstrap. I could see him looking me up and down as I changed. And from the bulge in his pants he liked what he saw. He looked at me as I stood there in just a jock strap like it was the most natural thing in the world, and said, "Okay, time for the tour."
He showed me the kitchen, dining room, TV room, gym, steam room (oh the fun to be had in there), Jacuzzi (more fun), the outside pool, and the outside patio walk-way. We had walked all over the outside and I was beginning to get really comfortable in my new attire, or lack-there-of. We got to the end of the walkway, and were standing beneath a gazebo. He said that that was all of the grounds and I asked, actually innocently, if that was all there was. He looked at me with a smirk and grabbed the bulge in his pants and said, "No not everything; time for the initiation." The way he said it, made the hair on my neck stand on end, and also my cock swell. He told me to get on my knees and suck him. I did, and was about to unzip his pants when he grabbed my hands and said, "No bitch, you haven't earned it yet. So suck my cock through my jeans."
