Tuesday night
I was sitting at my computer, anxiously waiting for an email from John. He was supposed to get back to me with the details and location about the sex party he was holding on Wednesday, so I wanted to make sure I was online to get them.
Finally around 8:30, the email came through.
John: So are you still interested in coming to the party tomorrow night?
Me: Definitely. It's all I could think of since you mentioned it.
John: Great. Cost is normally $10.00 because you are over 30, but since this is your first time with us, there is no charge.
Me: That's no problem. I'm willing to pay.
John: Trust me, on your first time, you will pay plenty. If you still want to donate at the end of the night, then I will gladly accept. The money goes to all the supplies so the younger guys can have a night out and not worry about it. I feel it's better for them to come here and be safe then going to a club and who knows what will happen to them.
Me: Makes sense. Where and what time?
John: Starts at 2:00. Usually lasts until 9:00 or so. Most don't spend the whole time here obviously, but we ask that you do for your first time so you can get a feel for things and the people that do come. Now I have to warn you, there will be an initiation for you on your fist visit. Up to you how intense you want it to be.
I started to wonder what kind of initiation he was talking about. Was it some sort of hazing? Nervously I asked.
Me: I'm not really into anything involving pain, scat or blood and I do need to try and be discreet a little.
John: We all need to be discreet. Trust me, if they're at this party, then they're not going to be telling everyone who else was here. Then they have to explain why they were here as well.
Me: Good point. So what do I have to do?
John: Can't let you in on that yet. Trust me, you will enjoy. Everyone has.
Me: Okay. I'll trust you. Where is this? At your house?
John: No. I have a friend that has his house set up for this. The address is 69 Blue Ball Lane. And before you ask, yes I am serious about the address. That's why we do it at his place. So we can prepare for you, will you be looking to top, bottom or both?
Me: Cute address. Actually, since my visit, I've been wanting to bottom more. I'm really not into topping too often.
John: Ok. What time do you think you can get there?
Me: I'll be there a little after 3:00. I'll get out of work at 2 and come home to change and shower before I head over.
John: Great. See you then!
And with that, my initiation to a whole new world was arranged.
Wednesday:
I pulled up to the house and parked my car in front of the garage. Quickly I checked myself in the mirror to make sure I looked ok. Oddly enough, I was nervous about how I looked and hoped I would make a good impression on the attendees.
I knocked on the door and a tall man with nice broad shoulders answered the door. He was naked except for a tight jock strap that did nothing to conceal what was underneath. "You must be Mike," he said to me. He reached out and put an arm around my shoulder and pulled me into the house. "Glad you could make it. My name is Tom."
"Hi Tom. Nice address. Are the partied as good as the name?" I asked
He laughed at me. "Oh yes, they can be. I can tell you are ready to have some fun." He reached down and squeezed my crotch just a little to tease the bulge that was already starting to swell. "Did John go over the rules for you yet?"
"He went over some. He said he wouldn't accept my money for today because it was my first time. I still want to pay so here," I handed him a $10 bill. "He said that I should feel free to have fun with anyone I feel comfortable with as long as they feel the same. If someone says no or if I say no and anything is forced, you guys step right in. He did say something about an initiation for me though?"
"Yes, let's go in here and get you ready. " Tom led me to the kitchen. "Now he said you would prefer to bottom, is that correct?"
"Yes. I will top but for some reason since I met John, I've been wanting to bottom."
"Let me guess, you sucked him off and he tickled you inside out with his finger."
'How'd you..."
"He does it to all his friends. Ok. So we want you to wear this collar." He reached out and grabbed a blue collar off the table. "This is only so people will know you are a new guy that prefers to bottom. Red is for the new-bees who want to top only and yellow is for those who want to do both. What we want you to do is go into the bedroom on the left and strip down and put on the collar. Not too tight, but not too loose so it will come off either. Come on out here when you finish and we'll be waiting. There are lockers in there. You can put your things in one of them and lock them up. Only John and I have the keys."
I went into the room and took a quick look around. There was a small bed, a chair and a dresser with a mirror. The window was open letting in a nice breeze, but the shades were drawn. On the far wall were the lockers he mentioned. There were about 25 lockers there and only two of them were locked. I stripped out of my clothes and put everything in one of them. I locked the door and went over to the mirror to put on the collar. It felt weird putting this on, but I told myself I had to trust them.
After I finished getting ready, I walked out of the room. Tom was at the door letting a couple of more guys in. One was a large bald black man. He looked like he could play football for a living. He was wearing a tight t-shirt that you could see his pecs and nipples through. I immediately dropped my eyes to see what kind of package may be showing through his pants. His crotch looked full and he reached down to adjust himself when he saw me looking. "Ah," he said. "Blue collar. We'll have some fun later."
The other guy was younger. About 25 with long red hair. He had some tattoos on his arms and I imagined they went across his back. His muscle shirt was also tight. He was wearing a pair of sweatpants and you could see the outline of his cock go down one side of his leg. It looked like it was about 7" long already and it was still soft.
They went into the room I just left, the black man grabbing my ass as he walked by. I gave a little moan and walked over to Tom. For some reason, I didn't feel nervous about how I looked anymore.
"Now, we are going to go downstairs. It may take a couple of minutes for your eyes to adjust. The room is a little dark. There you can check out the people that are here, but you are one of the first for the night. What we want you to do is go to the bed in the middle of the room and get comfortable. As people come up to you, just do what comes natural. Since you are wearing a blue collar, you will not be allowed to touch yourself. Your cock will get hard, you will leak and most likely cum without being touched, but you are not to do anything to yourself or ask someone else to touch you. We also ask that you stay as long as possible. We understand you may have to leave, but since you are wearing the blue collar, you will probably not want to leave once the crowd starts coming in. If you need to leave or if someone does anything to you that you do not want, just let myself or John know. One of us will always be nearby. Remember though, blue does mean bottom so be prepared. You did clean yourself out, right?"
"Absolutely. I made sure I was extra clean."
"Good. Well, let's go and have some fun." With that he led me downstairs to a large room.