Trapped In Spider-Man's Web, pt. 3

[Toon]

Pt. 2 is here:

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION

 

Ray escorted me up the back stairway while carrying his clothes. "I think you might want an enema now. There's a special hose in your bathroom that Kevin will teach you how to use."

Really? Just the word made me uneasy. Kevin was already awake when I went into our room. "Well? How was it?"

"How was what?"

"Getting fucked by Ray. You need to drop the innocent act pretty soon." He was already mad at me for some reason. 

"Hot. He sure knows what he's doing."

"Uh huh."

"He wants me to use the enema hose or whatever. How do I do that?"

"I need it too - you can watch me. It ain't glamorous, but it's part of this."

I won't describe what I watched Kevin do. I sat on the toilet and tried to act like this was most normal thing in the world. "So is this party going to be all gay guys?"

"Mostly. There are usually some women for the bi guys and for Earl. You won't see Rhoda, but you will see some sort of famous people. Be casual...unless they want you to know of them. It's tricky."

"Ray says I'm going to be getting a tattoo? What's that about?"

"Shit. I kinda forgot to tell you about that part. He wants us to mark us both with an 'R'...like on the rings."

"No way."

"Yeah. It's his trademark. Almost everybody in his life gets the same tat. It's small and you can get it somewhere discrete like on your ankle or something. Watch enough gay porn videos and most of them have an 'R' ink somewhere. I guess if he's gonna let us live here, we'll have to do it. Don't worry about picking out something to wear...no clothes allowed at the party. You can wear one of those white robes on the bed. Most people go barefoot as well, but I usually wear sandals because I don't want to get athlete's foot in addition to everything else."

'Everything else' worried me somewhat. 

Ray's sex basement was a lot like Kevin's, only bigger and grander. I guess I expected to just see a pile of naked bodies. but no actual fucking was happening yet. Ray and Earl were tending bar and that seemed to be where most of the action was, people sucking down the fantastic booze and making small talk. It could almost be any cocktail party in the world except that everybody was wearing the same white robes. Ray saw us and made two people get up from their stools to make room for us. "The guest of honor is here!" We sat and were served some kind of red drink that smelled like cherries. "Drink up and try not to look so Kansas." 

"Anybody famous here?" 

"John Travolta is around here somewhere, but the real talk of the town is the new star over at the end of the bar. Jeff Stryker. Mostly straight, that one. But I've seen him in action and he really does seem to enjoy men. I'll introduce you later.  Oh...we've got our first couple going at it." Sure enough - there was some fucking going on right there on the carpeting. I couldn't see much because a crowd of onlookers surrounded them. "This is how it always begins. Peter North fucks some guy or gal within the first 20 minutes and then everybody goes at it. Go watch if you want,"

I stayed put and made small talk with Earl who was helping Ray behind the bar. She'd put on makeup and it really didn't do much to make her look for feminine, but at least she is a good enough mood to be somewhat friendly. "I was asked by someone about you. Too bad the drinks are free because he would have bought you one."

"Who? Who is it??"f

"Calm down. I can't rat him out, but right now he's pretty close...within five feet. If you moved to your right a little, you'd be getting warmer."

He was probably sitting at the bar too. I wasn't cool enough to act casual as I openly checked out the other guests nearby. There was Tony who I'd just met but there was also Dick. Both of them were looking at me and smiling. I couldn't read anything definite in either pair of eyes. Dick wasn't wearing his glasses so maybe he didn't even know who was looking at. I wasn't sure what to do. but being shy didn't make any sense. I was attending an orgy after all. So I swallowed the rest of my drink and went over to sit with them.

"Hey Scout!" Tony invited me to take a seat between the two of them. "We were just talking about you." 

"Oh yeah?"

"Actually we were talking about bondage too...how neither of us were all that interested in it."

"Same here."

"But about the Spider Man stuff we heard about? When you were a kid?"

"No. I was young and playing around with my neighbor. It wasn't about sex at all."

"Everything is about sex, kid. Even at that age." This wasn't an argument I wanted to get into. All childhood games could probably be sexual if you tried hard enough. The phrase 'Tag. You're it.' went through my mind. 

"Maybe so. Who's ready for another round?" They both nodded and I signaled Earl to set us up.

"Where's your fellow Kansan? I hear he likes to get head. Cock sucking is about all I'm up for tonight."

"I don't know. He seemed kind of moody earlier, so maybe he left. Who knows."

"Well, I promised Kelly I'd leave you two talk alone for a bit. I'm off to hunt down a suck-able prick. Ta!" And Tony left me alone with the guy who I only knew as 'Dick'. I guess his real name was 'Kelly'." 'Tony' probably wasn't his real name either.

"Alone at last," Kelly/Dick said as Earl brought the fresh drinks over. 

"If Tony likes to suck dick so much, why didn't you let him suck yours?"

"He has before. Before we became good friends. I'm only good for one load a night and I want to save it for someone special."

"Just one?" I was amazed by that. He was a porn star for Christ's sake!

"Yeah. My health isn't so great these days." Uh oh. "My back hurts all the time and I get one cold after another. I never had a single cold the whole time I was growing up in Texas. California is full of bugs...of every kind."

"Have you seen a doctor?"

"Not yet. So what did Ray tell you about me." I really didn't want to repeat what I'd heard already.

"Very little."

"Tell me."

I was trapped. "Well, he did mention that you had a hard time keeping a boner." I didn't see the point in lying now. From what I gathered, everybody talked shit about everybody. 

"Don't take that to mean I have an issue down there. It's just the business, man. I mean -- There's a crew of strangers with equipment and bright lights and the guy you're fucking doesn't even like you or want to talk to you. AND he looks exactly like the last guy you fucked. I know I'm only having filmed sex is because my dick is so big."

"But you have so many fans! Doesn't that tell you something?"

"Fans of my penis, maybe. It's hard to keep an erection when that's all you are." I guess he had a point. I thought about telling him how much I was addicted to Kevin's dick and it was nothing special, but I didn't want to think about him right now.

"But that's not all you are."

"Thanks. Whoa...looks like the party is heating up." He gestured over my shoulder and sure enough, many robes had been discarded and bare asses were everywhere. I saw some jiggling boobs that were obviously 'enhanced'. Not many visible cocks because they were all buried in mouths or holes. Not a condom in sight. 

I turned away and looked back at Dick. His features were fine as they were. Handsome. "So if you don't like fucking in front of strangers, why are you here tonight?"

"I haven't been here for a long time, but then I found out you were going to be here. The famous Scout. Ray said he thought you and I 'had chemistry'." Suddenly Ray approached us.

"You need to go talk to Kevin! He puked in my bathroom and it's way too early for that shit. Earl is pissed as hell too. I sent him to bed. If you want to sleep in another room tonight, go to one of the two opposite yours. You can even bring a friend if you wish." He winked at Dick and walked away.

"Does your Kansas friend have a drinking problem?"

"Probably. I might too, but my tolerance level is insanely high."

"Not me. It doesn't mix well with pain pills. If you drink on some of them, your brain can forget to tell your lungs to breathe. I'm fine with club soda for now."

I glanced back at the action. Jeff Stryker was fucking some guy doggy-style but was clearly wearing a condom. Some redhead woman was watching with pure hunger in her eyes. She obviously had a thing for this up and coming 'star'. Nice ass.

"He's kind of an asshole." Dick had obviously noticed who I was watching. "At least that's what I've heard. He won't kiss a man on the mouth."

"What about the other guy...Peter North?"

"He's a definite asshole. He's mostly done straight porn, but he'll fuck any hole no matter who owns it. Gay porn pays men better than breeder porn does."

"OK. I know it's the thing out here, but I'm not cool with trashing people behind their backs. I suffered for years because of mean gossip."

"Sorry. You're right. I did too...Texas is maybe even worse than Kansas when it comes to verbal abuse."

I decided right then and there that I wanted to have sex with this man. I let my hand wander over to his and let the heat of my touch do the talking.

"Want to go somewhere upstairs?"

"Yes. I do, but I want you to have a true orgy experience first. Do you mind if I just watch you mix it up with the crowd a little? It'll help inspire me."

Huh? I had already decided I wanted him and now he wanted me to go fool around? "I don't know how to do these things. I've never done anything with someone I don't know."

"Start letting your dick do the thinking. I'll get you a shot first...Hey Earl!" There was a shot of whiskey before me now. I drained it in a gulp and waited to get horny for anonymous sex. "Maybe this will inspire you..." Dick opened his robe and revealed his monstrously big dick. There was nothing soft about it. "One kiss, and then you have to go get it on."

I bent down and gave a tender kiss to the over-sized head. I tasted the salty pre-cum even after the shot of whiskey. OK. U was ready. Jeff Stryker was already gone. There was a pile of bodies writhing and I just let myself fall among them. I kind of got twisted around a bit and ended up landing on my back. Some guy's naked ass was a pillow under my head. How embarrassing! I just turned over and started kissing some stranger's butt cheeks. He'd shaved his butt because I could feel stubble on my tongue. I don't know why I loved that so much. I wondered if he even knew who was rimming him because he was so busy fucking some guy whose legs were flailing around either side of my head. I remember reading an article about AIDS prevention that advised people not to brush their teeth before a 'date' so you wouldn't have any tiny abrasions in your mouth. Any kind oh opening to your bloodstream is a way for the virus to get in, but I guess it was already too late to worry about that now. 

Just as I'd finally gotten up the nerve to dip my tongue into the guy's crack, somebody grabbed my shoulders and hoisted me upright. 

"Hey -- Spider Man is here to rescue you!" Huh. I turned around and looked at some dude who was an inch shorter than me and Ray's age or maybe older. He looked the part of a 70's porn star. Broad hairy chest and a somewhat sleazy mustache. He even had a gold chain on. I have to say that he was appealing because everybody else here was so shaved, waxed and mannequin-like. "Recognize me? No, I'm probably a little before your time. I still work but not as much as I used to."

I didn't admit to not knowing who he was so I just reached and touched his chest fur. "Hi. I'm Dennis."

"Yeah. I know all about you, Scout. Would you lick my ass too? It's been so long since anybody's rimmed me. I'm strictly a top and it seems that only bottoms are entitled to get their ass eaten...on film anyways. I never understood that." 

"I..uh...yeah. Why IS that?"

"I dunno. Most bottoms like to be dominated and what's more dominating than sitting on some dude's face??"

I really had nothing to add to this conversation because I'd only tasted my first butt thirty seconds ago. He was working his healthy-sized cock into a throbbing stiffy. "You like this?" I did.

"Yeah, man. It's beautiful."

"Come on. Let's find someplace where we can stretch out a little." Mr. Mustache guided me over to a corner where there was more space. He had been carrying his robe and was now turning it into a makeshift pillow. He lied down spread eagle and closed his eyes for a quick second. "Get down here."

I didn't have access to his butt now so I just knelt between his legs and took his fat boner in my mouth. "Yeah...good boy. Get it nice and wet for us." He tasted of soap and a tiny bit of man funk. He had a huge bosh of dark brown pubes and more than a few stray hairs ended up in my mouth. His knees cracked as he got up on them and forcibly fed his dick to me. He was a little too eager and was going at a faster pace than I was used to...and his dick was so slick that it kept slipping from my mouth and leaving little trails of slime on both of my cheeks. No finesse. He let out a huff of air, obviously losing patience with my efforts. He pulled away, lied on his back again and lifted his legs. "Kiss that hole Scout."

I went for it. I kissed and licked and made appreciative noises. I knew right then that I would always love doing this. The musk, the hair and just the idea of serving a man so shamelessly were all so intoxicating. "Wow. You better stop or I'll shoot right now. Lie down on your stomach. Want some poppers?" I knew what they were and there many bottles being passed around, but I'd just never felt like trying them.

"No. But keep them handy." 

"Spread your legs a little. This is my favorite way to fuck." It hadn't occurred to me that he might be bisexual or even straight until right then. He allowed me to pleasure him in various ways but had made no attempt to touch me or even offer a kiss. Whatever. It's not like I was in any kind of position to make requests. "Damn, I'm still leaking all over the place from that rim job -- no fake lube required, Scout. Sorry I don't have any rope to tie your wrists together...I know you're into that." Goddammit. That Spider Man story had really gotten out of hand. It was just a stupid game! 

He was not seductive or teasing in the least...he just plowed right in. I lifted my head and groaned loudly, but I doubt anyone could hear me over the relentless fuck music coming from the speakers. I tried to just relax and enjoy what I could from this. He pumped recklessly and harshly. I'm glad my first time wasn't with him. I could see bare feet all around my limited scope of vision. Watchers. He didn't hesitate for even a second as he occasionally found that one little spot inside my ass that radiated pure pleasure. He lowered his mouth to my ear and started in with some dirty talk that could have been taken directly from a generic porn script. "Take that big dick! Yeah! I'm gonna cum in your tight little ass! You want that?"

That mustache tickled my ear. This position wasn't so bad after all. Just as I was starting to enjoy myself, my top announced he was about to cum. He shivered and quaked as a rope of hot semen shot straight up my bowels where it would percolate and decide what to do next. "Thanks, man. Ray's got my number if you want to meet up again. I gotta go piss but you can come watch if you want." Uh...no.

"Thanks, but I need to go clean up a little."

"Cool. There's boxed of those moist wipes at the bar." And the he was gone. I wondered if Dick had seen the whole show and what he thought of it. I would have gone back to ask him but he wasn't there. Shit. Ray was sitting at the bar wiping his face with one of those wipes. I went and stood by him. He handed me the box of wet towelettes and I cleaned my ass. 

"Here. I saved your robe. Did you enjoy yourself with Glenn?"

"I did. Where's Dick?"

"Gone. Earl was telling me the reason before she got busy. Here she comes." Ray had a drop of cum on his right shoulder.

"I brought you a beer...it'll hydrate you faster than a well drink."

"So what happened to Dick?"

"He wasn't feeling good. His back or something. I guess it was so bad that he had to take a pill and Ray put him up in one of the bedrooms. Probably not a good idea to join him...he's in no shape for sex." Was it selfish of me to be a little pissed off? 

"Poor guy. I was worried he didn't like seeing me be such a slut just now." Earl looked at me with an almost sympathetic expression. 

"That wasn't it at all. You want a little something to help you relax?"

"No. I think I'm done here for the night. I need a shower and sleep."

"That's probably a good idea. Ray set up a casting call for you tomorrow."

"A what?"

"Yeah. You're on the road to fame. Take these two Xanax tablets with you in case you need them and I'll see you in the morning."

 

TO BE CONTINUED

 

 

 

[cubster1984]

 

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[bjbottom]

This was a hot chapter ... great character development.   Can't wait for the next chapter.