Chapter 2: Chapter 2
Suddenly, like wolves to the moon, the men all screamed in unison, their voices shattering the stillness of the night, and their eyes rolling back in their heads as their orgasms tore through their veins. Their hands shot toward anything they could grab for support: most reached for the beau's head, some grasped their pulsing cocks, and a few held onto each other as they all lost themselves to ecstasy. Their nude, chiseled bodies tensed as their huge dicks began to pulse and spasm, shooting out a sweet, creamy liquid that coated the boy's face and began dripping all over his body. The boy was having the time of his life, his mouth wide open, his tongue dancing around the sensitive head of each everyone of those convulsing cocks, lapping up much of the seed the men were planting in or all over him. The beau, as he continued to voraciously consume the men's semen, began laughing with elation, as the men, who continued to howl and cry out, carried on spraying their cum relentlessly.
It was over a minute later, when the men, having finally shot out every drop of seed they had in their balls, collapsed onto the sticky wooden floor, their muscular and powerful bodies heaving with the last of their breath. It was only then that the beautiful young man, now anointed with the loads of all these virile men, noticed the lone figure who was still standing, albeit weakly. His gargantuan cock, aroused beyond comprehension, was still only covered in a gleaming pool of pre-cum. The burly man had someone held his mind back from the abyss. The beau, though surprised, was more delighted than anything that someone would demand his individual attention. He began crawling over the exhausted bodies towards the burly man, his huge, toned ass raised and swaying back and forth in the most enticing manner the man had ever seen. Knowing that he had to do something, anything, to stop this devilish boy from touching his cock, the burly man tried to back away, gasping out in a hoarse voice strained beneath the weight of his lust, "Begging... I can't... you... stop..." The beau, chuckling rather humorously, raised his brilliant dark eyes to meet the burly man's. What the latter saw in them shocked him. It was an expression not of malice or evil, but of warmth and desire. Suddenly, it wasn't quite clear to the burly man whether or not he was being tempted by a demon or an angel. The boy certainly intended to drive him mad with lust as he makes him shoot his load until he was willing to cast aside his soul, but somehow, the gentleness evident in those beautiful eyes spoke to a more compassionate reason for his actions.
"You're quite right actually," the beau reassured him, much to the burly man's surprise, "This all may seem pretty sinister, but I'm only here to show you and your 'friends' something. It's the reason for that heat you feel in your heart every time you all are around each other, why you all feel both so content and yet so frustrated whenever any one of you embrace the other.It's because of this... this feeling that you all share. It's a wonderful thing, don't you agree?"
"Yes," the burly man stammered, unable to deny the boy's words, "It is wonderful... but what is it you want us to do about it?"
"Nothing at all my dearest friend. You don't have to do anything. In fact, I'd prefer it if you didn't. I'd like to see you resist me. I've been watching you all for some time now, and I see how you all go about your days. You're all so concerned with being proper gentlemen, yet your friends spend most of their time chasing after women. It makes me wonder what you would do with a man like me, who is far more gentle than you give me any credit for. If you thought you were going crazy back there when I was sucking your cock, then I really wonder what you'll think when I engulf that dick of your's with my ass."The burly man swallowed hard, his mouth so dry he could barely form a sentence. "I... I think you know what I want you to do with... that," the burly man finally managed with a squeak, his eyes glued to the beau's ever so tantalizing ass.
Suddenly, as if his mind had suddenly discovered a hitherto untapped reservoir of strength, the burly man suddenly felt like himself again. "My name's Dick," he cried aloud, his mind still reeling from the fact that not five seconds ago, he had forgotten his own name. And he had also forgot...
"I have Jane, she has me, and we're trying to start a family! My peers may not care if they take a mistress, but I have my dignity, my love! I cannot, I must not! I fear you are mistaken about me. I can not speak for my peers and their pursuits of women, but my family, my marriage, is more than just because I think Jane is beautiful, it's because I love her with all my heart! I do not know what you have awakened in me or my colleagues, but I know that this is not love. My... penis may be tempted, but my mind holds resolutely: I will not give in to your temptations."
Dick felt powerful, his resolve solidifying with each word he spoke. The beau, still on all fours gazing up at him, was impressed. 'Heavens be damned,' he thought to himself, 'It's been quite a long time since I have ever seen anyone stand up to me so well. So, he's a man truly committed to love. Well, I wonder how someone like him will react when his heart begins to stir for me too.' The young man suppressed an excited smile, feeling his spirit grow increasingly smitten. While seducing humans was certainly a favorite pastime of his, it was still quite rare for anybody to catch his fancy beyond simply exciting his lust and his determination to reveal to them their taste in men. 'Oh, he and I shall do wonderfully together,' the boy thought contentedly to himself, 'For he has not realized something that I am oh so eager to show him.'
"That drive to stay loyal to those you love," the beau remarked admiringly as he gracefully rose to his feet, the firm muscles throughout his body rippling in the most erotic of ways, "I can certainly understand, since, unless my senses deceive me, I believe that I have fallen for you."
Dick's expression, which had, up until then, remained righteously angry and determined, blanched at those words. The beau had to suppress yet another smile as he began to stride over towards him, 'It's even more obvious now that he's thinking clearly.'
"What?" Dick sputtered in shock as well as, to his utter confusion, relief, "I - I said I will not be tempted by my lust to betray my love."
"Oh, but it isn't lust tempting you my dear," the young man replied, having now reached Dick, though to his shock, he kept a respectful distance away from him as continued talking, "Earlier, before I made a show of stripping my robes off for all of you to lose your minds over, we were having a most pleasant evening. You had invited me to eat with your friends, even when all the ladies left for home, and I, given my disguise, was expected to leave as well. We ate, talked, laughed, and you had been the one to invite me for a little dance. I certainly enjoyed myself, but you, oh, it was unmistakeable just what you were feeling. You may have never pursued a mistress like your friends did, but tonight, even before I sucked your cock and made you forget your vows for a moment, you were considering, no, you were agonizing over whether you would finally do it. Because you realized then that your heart was stirring for me, just like it would everyday you come home and see Jane."
Dick's breathing had gone ragged. His mind felt more clouded and conflicted than he even thought possible, to the point that he almost wished that it had been wiped clean by the torrents of lust he had been submerged in just a few moments ago. 'Oh Jane,' his mind weeped in horror, 'How can it be? You are my everything! You are and always will be enough. So why... why do I feel myself so drawn to...'
Dick tore his gaze from the beau, but his heart only grew more agonized and horrified as his eyes fell upon the unconscious nude bodies of his friends, and his dick, which was somehow still hard throughout all of his indignant fury, gave a distinct jolt that began to awaken the lust he had been holding at bay for so long. He tried too to turn away from ogling their magnificent bodies, but his eyes only drifted back to the young man, who was giving him the same adoring gaze that he had seen when he had first sucked his cock, though it now smoldered with a new intensity that he couldn't help but feel compelled to reciprocate.
"Perhaps you can consider this to ease your pain," the beau spoke up comfortingly, "Your commitment to love stands strong, and it won't be triumphed by your need to sate your lust. Naturally, how those two tendencies interact differ between people, meaning that for some, to take a mistress or visit a whore will not only be an act of lust, it would also constitute a betrayal of their love. However, by the logic of variety amongst people, would it not stand to reason that there are those who can sleep around plenty while still maintaining their commitment to their loved ones? And you heard me right, 'loved ones'. If indeed you find your love caught between more than one person, I'd say that if you have any respect for the power love holds, which I know you do, then do you really think a drive that you have so much to give could not be shared between two with more energy to spare?"