The hotel

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Humiliation Sex  |  House: Stripping and Humiliation

A fetishistic young man takes his boyfriend of one year, a hunky but inhibited lawyer, to a gay beach hotel, and methodically humiliates him over the course of a summer weekend, much to the delight of the hotel staff and guests and to the chagrined embarrassment of the lawyer.


(AUTHOR'S NOTE: i have been editing and embellishing "The Hotel" off and on for weeks now. During my last session, my keyboard went haywire, so there may be one or two incomprehsnsible paragraphs down in the meat of the story. The reader is advised he or she can simply skip over any of these "wonky" paragraphs until I can fix them. They do not alter the jist of the story. Thank you and apologies for any other typos as well.)


"So this is a gay hotel?" Norman asked Will. Norman was reading the Wall Street Journal over breakfast.

"Yeah, it's famous," replied Will. "Before I met you, I was a regular guest. It's men only and it's clothing optional."

Will and Norman had been dating for about a year. They lived separately but today they were having breakfast at Norman's Upper East Side duplex.Will had been to this hotel (onLong Island in New York) many times. The hotel was indeed clothing optional and a hotel that catered only to homosexual men, of all ages, shapes and sizes.

Will wanted to take Norman to this hotel and show him off and at the same time humiliate him. Norman was a lawyer. He could be dull, he could be funny, but he had a fantastic blonde swimmer's build body and he was a little shy, so Will thought the combination of all this would provide a fantastic few days for Will to finally indulge one of his long-time fantasies: humiliating another man by making him stay naked for hours and exhibiting the naked man to other men who were clothed.

"I want to show you off," Will confessed to Norman. He refrained from using the word "humiliate." But he did add, lasciviously, "I want to parade you around the entire hotel in the buff, all day long."

Norman played coy, his piercing baby blue eyes sparkling. Norman's eyes were beautiful and startling in their clarity.. "Oh, really? That's a new one for me." Will had always had a highly charged sex drive, so none of this was exactly shocking, but the idea of being "paraded around in the buff all day long" gave Norman some pause, to be sure.

Will said, "Yeah. I want to parade you around nude. I want to introduce you to other guys, while you are stark naked and they are not. This is called CMNM. Clothed men, nude man. Get it? I want to show you off bare-ass and completely exposed in the sun!"

Norman laughed, thinking he should not give in easily to this rather warped scenario. "I don't think so, William. This is on Long Island. What if I run into someone, like a client? Or heavens, a colleague."

Will laughed back. "So what? They'll be there for the same reason, won't they? Any guy who goes to this hotel knows what could be in store. Hello, clothing optional? I think your clients and/or colleagues would be delighted to see you naked in a setting like this. I am certain they have imagined it. I appreciate your modesty, but come on, Normy, you know you have a great body. I'm determined to show it off. ALL OF IT."

The easily flattered Norman had no answer for that. Will had a quick tongue, one big reason Norman was attracted to him.

Will always got his way, so he persisted until finally Norman said to him, "Oh, all right. I can tell I'll never hear the end of it if I say no.  Make the reservation. I can clear any weekend in July."

Will made the reservation instantly on his phone. He seemed to know the staff very well.  Norman was startled at how quickly this was developing and began to harbor misgivings. Naked, meeting strangers, in a hotel. Some of whom he might know! Norman knew he would swim and work out like a demon in the preceding week, because the reservation was for a weekend.

"Done. We're in," chortled Will. "And so is your tan line, sweetheart."

Norman maintained a virtually perfect line; he thought it sexy, and Will loved it. Norman's gym had a rooftop pool, and Norman swam in a Speedo that Will had goofily christened, "The Guardian." 

The July weekend arrived and the young men (both in their mid-twenties) left town on the LIRR to go to the hotel, which was on the beach.

Will was shorter than Norman by about a foot. Will was also blonde but he was a tad stockier. Norman filled out a tailored suit like no other, but he looked even better nude, even though he absolutely was no exhibitionist and was a bit disdainful of guys who "showed too much." Norman had often been compared to the actor Paul Newman in his youthful prime, and Will had been likened to a young, brash Sean Penn.

Will had warned Norman that he was going to ask him to do stuff that might startle him. Norman just laughed at this. But he laughed nervously, and Will caught that. It just gave Will more naughty ideas.

Will packed handcuffs and a variety of fairly pricey sex toys, but Norman did not know this, Will made sure of that.

They had not yet used sex toys in their bedroom activities. It had been strictly mutual masturbation and/or exploration of their bodies, because Norman was very paranoid about AIDS. Norman was fairly vanilla when it came to sex, but he allowed and enjoyed Will's atttentions, and was happy to allow Will toexplore his body as Will pleased. Will was not into pain, so that was a plus to Norman.

Will had been OK with a relatively tame sex life because Norman was so hot, but now Will wanted something a bit spicier. And Will was secretly obsessed with humiliation fantasies and always had been, a fact he had hidden from Norman until now. But Will was ultra-careful not to say the word "humiliation."

Norman had a relatively smooth physique but Will wanted to shave him completely bare and he wanted to do it in front of other ogling men. The hotel was the perfect spot to fulfill this fantasy of Will's. Will did not divulge this and would not until it was too late for Norman to resist.

Enjoying a relatively unpopulated section on the train to the island hotel, Will casually informed Norman that he would be shaving him completely bare Sunday morning on the back deck of the hotel. "I'm giving you notice as I suspect you are going to squawk."

Norman laughed. "No way, Will. I don't want my pubic hair removed. Are you kidding?"

Will frowned, and said with steel, "You said NOTHING WAS OFF LIMITS, Norman."

Will didn''t speak for ten minutes. He knew how to pout and he knew Norman hated that because he knew Norman believed if Will pouted, Norman had lost the argument. Finally Norman interjected, "If it's that important to you, OK. But you've never approached me about anything like that before."

Will responded, "I am approaching you about it NOW."

Norman said, quietly, "I realize that. I don't think I'll like it, but I'll let you do it. But I don't see why you couldn't do this in our room instead of outside in a public place. That's pretty kinky."

Will grinned. He always got his way with Norman. You just had to know what approach to use with him.

Norman had told Will all week, "Don't tell me your plans for me until we get there. I'll never get any sleep." One big reason Will did not mention shaving unttil just now.

So Will had kept everything close to the vest. He was not going to fuck up this once-in-a-lifetime fantasy coming to life. He relished the concept of Norman's nude embarrassment and humiliation.

They arrived at the village on the beach where the hotel was a few blocks away. Both guys recognized a few friends, which Will was thrilled to see a mortified Norman react to negatively.

"Shit, I know those guys from the city," Norman complained.

Will laughed. "You had to know that was a possibility."

Norman grunted in distaste. "I just hope they are not at the hotel."

Will hoped they were at the hotel since he knew it woud exacerbate Norman's humiliation.

They arrived at the hotel. Since Will was well-known there because he'd been a popular guest long before he met Norman, they were checked in eagerly and hastily. Over the phone and via text, Will had spoken with the seen-it-all staff about his plans for Norman, and the staff were excited to finallly see Norman. When they met him, one of the houseboys said, "Ooh la la. You finally met Mr. Right. And you are going to strip him naked for us!"

Norman did not fully grasp the significance of this comment from an employee of the hotel, but it would certainly soon sink in.

The men found their room, a familiar one to Will and one of his favorites. It was facing the beach and it had a deck. It had a four poster bed that faced a window in an open-air hallway.

The guys unpacked. Will kept the sex toys and handcuffs concealed.

Norman wanted a drink right away and he poured himself a scotch. Will refrained until later. Will was amused because he realized Norman was actually nervous and it was only 10:00am.

Will told Norman, "OK, Norman. Take all your clothes off. I am going to give you the tour."

Norman gulped. "What?" Norman had not expected this "fantasy" to begin so soon.

Will said, "Strip naked." He loved saying that to Norman because Norman ALWAYS made a big gulp.

Both guys had on summer attire, so it did not take long for Norman to take off his university T-shirt, sandals, and khaki shorts, but Will noted that he had never seen Norman undress so slowly.

Again, Norman was a Speedo swimmer and he had a good tan and by extension a perfect tan line. Norman stopped when he was down to his tighty whities. Will drooled. His boyfriend was a hunk indeed. He never tired of seeing him without clothing, or that matter, watching him disrobe.

"Shuck 'em, Norman," Wil commanded.

Norman took another swig of his scotch, put the glass down, and took off his underwear. Norman had a large penis and big balls and he manscaped. His chest was totally smooth but he did have enticing blonde armpit hair which Will loved to tease and suck because it drove Norman wild.

Norman's nipples were the sexiest Will had ever seen. They were small, but they sat on Norman's defined swimmer's pecs perfectly and they got erect with the slightest attention, which made Norman ashamed at times. He'd actually said to Will, "I wish they wouldn't do that. I can't even jog around children. Their mothers admonish me." "Oh, c'mon," Will had said, but then one day in the park it actually happened while Will was present and also shirtless. A Karen had come over to a shirtless Norman and screeched, "Can you please put on a shirt?" Norman had cringed, and Will had called the Karen, well, a Karen. Ane he had yelled, "Do you want ME to put on a shirt? Don't blame me because you can;t walk around topless, you bitch." The woman had fled and Will had received applause, but Norman was upset and he wanted to leave the park, because both of them had left the apartment wearing only shorts. It was a very hot day and many guys were wandering around the village wearing next to nothing.

Today, Norman's nipples were halfway erect already. Will knew this weekend was gonna be a hot one. Will explored his lover's perfect chest, Norman moaned, discreetly.

Norman stood there nude in his tan and tan line, fidgeting. There were other, talkative guests in the hallway outside their room and Will could tell this was unnerving to Norman, even though the blinds of the window were pulled down and no one could see in.

Yet, thought Will, with fiendish relish. He noticed Norman had light perspiration on his forehead, a sure sign Norman was nervous. Will loved when Norman was nervous and nude beause usually Norman conveyed a sure sense of total control. Now Will was in control, and he loved it. He looked at Norman's beautiful cock and noticed it was moving around underneath Norman's gorgeous pubic hair. Will was pleased.

Will did not remove a stitch of clothing because he wanted Norman to feel as exposed as possible. He was determined to humiliate his naked lawyer lover and let him know who was the boss in this relationship.

"Let's go to the deck out here," said Will.

Norman balked. "I'm naked, Will. There's people on the beach."

"Fancy that. You're NAKED, are you? Clothing optional, Norman," Will chuckled. Will opened the door to the deck on the beach. A breeze filtered in. He took Norman's hand and pulled him outside. Norman resisted at first, but then followed, protesting that he did not know why he had to be naked so soon. With Will, resistence was usually futile and not worth the bother. Norman sighed and looked down at his penis. He had agreed to this, after all. But he was SO NAKED. And Norman saw kids on the beach.

The young men entered the deck. The deck had a railing but it did not obscure anything on the deck to any significant degree. Anyone on the beach could see Norman in the nude if they took a look. And several did, at once. Men and women.

"What a gorgeous man," exclaimed a woman. "Which one?" said another. "The naked one, silly," replied the first woman. "I like the shorter one," said the second woman. "Maybe he will get naked too."

Will made Norman stand front and center in the middle of the deck. "I want you to do nude jumping jacks," he said, firmly.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT?" blurted Norman. Norman saw still more people on the beach, looking at him. Some of them were those kids!

It is not possible to feel this naked, thought Norman, as he observed kids stopping in their tracks on the beach to look at him. And worse, to laugh at him.

"Will, there's CHILDREN on the beach," Norman complained. "Do you want to get us arrested?"

"Norman, this hotel has been here for decades. You don't think parents who bring their kids out here know what goes on here in thie gay hotel?" Will was not going to back down. He wanted to see his gorgeous blonde lawyer boyfriend do naked jumping jacks and humiliate himself under the sun before lunch.

Will noted to himself that Norman's beatufiul golden armpit hairs were a little wet. Since it was only in the mid-seventies outisde, Will knew that Norman was nervous. This turned Will on, seeing the great Norman Ross naked and at Will's mercy.

Norman stared at Will. "This will be so embarrassing for me," he said. "I don't want to traumatize any kids."

Will grinned at Norman. "I know it will be embarrassing. I also know your nipples are already hard. And I wouldn't worry about traumatizing any kids, you're just trying to weasel out of your obligation. Any kid on this beach has probably already seen a penis. Man up."

Norman reddened, looked down at his nakedness, and began to half-heartedly do jumping jacks. What the hell, he thought, it's important to Will, apparently. Norman avoided looking at the beach, but he did hear unmistakable children's laughter. Norman reddened. Children, looking at him doing naked jumping jacks. And their parents weren't doing anything!

Will watched with lust. Norman's golden armpits were wet with trepidation. It was beyond sexy. Both men heard wolf-whistles from somewhere. Will told Norman, "Come on. Put some verve into it." A child yelled, "Mommy, the man is naked and he is exercising!" The mother replied, soothingly, "Yes I know. You can watch him. It's what the gays do out here." "OK mommy, he does look funny. His thing is flopping around like crazy." The mother soothed: "Yes, dear, it certainly is. And look at his balls. They're flopping around too!"

"Yes, mommy," said the child. "Can we have hot dogs? I want a hot dog."

The mother laughed. "I can't imagine why. But let's watch the man finish his exercising."

"OK, mommy," said the child. "Daddy never exercises like this." The mother groaned, "Tell me about it. You know, Timmy, I think I know that naked man from town!"


The mother ushered her little boy away, chuckling. She realized who the naked man was: Norman Ross, a lawyer. Wow, he looked great naked. The mother would have to text her friend Sheryl. Sheryl worked in the building of Norman Ross' firm. That's how the mother recognized Norman Ross, who usually scurred around the lobby, clothed in a suit, on a phone with a lot of folders, while the mother waited to go to lunch with Sheryl from the third floor. The mother was grateful for the sight of Norman Ross without his suit. Suits did not do Norman Ross justice. Over salads, Sheryl had informed the mother that all the women in the building mourned the fact that Norman Ross was gay. "And he is such a sweet man," confided Sheryl.

On the beach, a cranky old bitch complained, watching Norman: "Why do they have to flaunt their bodies to us? It's sick."

An equally cranky old man responded, "Oh shut up Marge. We could have gone to Ocean Beach. But noooooooooo, you're always bleating, 'I have to see what those gays are up to.' If you don't shut you piehole, I'll check into that fag hotel, where I will get laid, by something,  and you can drive your gross truckstop ass out of here on your own if you can keep your paws out of a bag of CVS candy. SHUT THE FUCK UP,  MARGE.  YOU;RE FAT ABD THE GAYS DON'T LIKE YOU. SORRRRRRRRRRRY!!!!! And please tell your gargantuan sister to stop texting me about those stupid Trump rallies and also to refrain from seniding me pics of her in a bikini with her poor dog. It's disgusting. I will call PETA if she does that again. Also tell her to lay off the fucking donuts. Tell the dumb cow that Trump lost the election. Tell her the donuts are killing her. And I know its donuts because in every picture she sends, there are at least three boxes of them in the background. together with those moronic "Trump Won" signs. I will not mention the dozens of McDonald's bags visible in every shot, because that's probably how that poor dog lives. Your asshole sister is officially morbidly obese and frankly I hope she has diabetes. By now she probably has developed TWO assholes, since her fat body probably is demanding it. Or maybe she can shit of her mouth through her three teeth. Your sister is enormous. That's gotta be 400 pounds. 400 pounds of MAGA! At least out here we can see physically fit individuals. Soon your blob sister will weld herself to a couch because she won't be able to get off of it. You might want to have your bitch mother to cancel your bovine sister's cable. That, or have her shot."

"Well!" exclaimed Marge, as she watched Norman's penis bounce up and down. "Excuuuuuuuse me for living! I guess you don't care about the children."

Marge's husband replied, calmly, "the kids are with my folks, so obviously I do care about them. Again, SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU OLD DRUNK MOO-COW. MOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

Marge burst into tears, eventually fled to a beach gay bar, drank five margaritas, and bemoaned her existence to anyone who would listen (not many). On the way out of the bar, Marge fell down, shat in her panties and threw up. She was taken off the island by boat and deposited in a hospital, where no one could find her cell phone despite looking vigorously.

But at the time: Norman groaned as he exercised naked. "This is awful." But he continued to do nude jumping jacks, and he did begin to do them more vigorously, because he knew that's what his boyfriend wanted, and he had foolishly agreed to this weekend of total exposure.

"Look, Mrs. Price. That man is naked and doing jumping jacks," yet another small little voice from the beach said. Norman was very ashamed. Would this humiliation never end? Was there a school field trip on the beach?

Will watched as Norman's beautiful genitals flopped around and Norman's face turned crimson. He made Norman do about 50 of these, ogling Norman's soaked armpits, then told him to stop.

Norman was relieved. Will went over and kissed him and then told Norman it was time for "the tour." Will, for good measure, then stuck a finger in his lover's ass. Norman gasped. "Will, we are in broad daylight."

Norman shuddered in fear. Will wriggled his finger in his boyfriend's butt, enjoying Norman's palpable discomfort and also the reasssuing contours of Norman's asshole. Norman began to babble, "No, Will, no, there's kids." Will laughed, "They can't see this."

A child  yelped, "Mommy The other man has his hand in the naked man's butt." The mother said, "Yes. It's the hotel. Now let's go get ice cream. I will explain it all later."

Norman groaned in horror. Will went back in the room and after licking his finger allowed himself a cocktail. Norman meekly followed inside, naked but relieved to be out of scrutiny from the people on the beach. The glorious summer day reigned supreme, but Norman felt violated by children seeing him in the nude. He was a lawyer, after all. How could he explain this debauchery if it came to that? Norman felt ashamed. Norman wiped off his wet armpits with a towel and noticed that Will was leering at him as he did so. Norman knew that Will adored his armpits, since Will liked to suck them and bite the hairs, often pulling hairs out with his teeth and swalloing them. Norman complained initially about this, but Will was defiant, and Norman grew to adapt accordingly. He liked pleasing Will, and the armpit thing was not that painful, really. Norman actually would think about it at work when he was bored, and it would make him aroused.

Norman had a sleek, muslced, tanned blondebody. He had never before had a lover so openly appreciative of his pubes and his pits. Norman was a bit befuddled why Will wanted to deprive both of them of this hair. But Norman just said to himself, it'll grow back, and it's what Will wants. At least Will did not want to shave Norman bald, Norman chuckled, wondering if he would allow this to occur.

Will gulped down a shot and then gathered his key and put it in his shorts. He did not remind Norman to locate his own key, for a reason, and Norman didn't think to do it himself, which surprised Will because Norman was one of the brightest minds he'd ever encountered (in fact, it was what attracted Will to Norman initially).

Will opened the door to their room and the hallway was revealed. No one was out there. Norman stood behind a chair, which did nothing to cover him, but this amused Will.

"Let's go," Will said, And he pulled his nude boyfriend out of the hotel room and into the hallway.

"Oh my God," said Norman. "Will." Norman had never been nude in a hotel hallway before.He'd seen movies with guys in this exact situation, and he'd always thought to himself, "I would just lose my mind if that happened to me."

It was happening to him now.

Will just laughed. He was loving Norman's reticence.

The hotel was enormous and it had both beach decks and decks facing the Great South Bay of Long Island. Will was going to show off his nude, embarrassed boyfriend on the main back deck. He told Will to walk in front of him to the mirror on a hallway wall and to take the next left turn.

 Norman didn't like this at all, especially because the mirror was enormous and he could see just how very naked he was. Norman had never felt more naked. Shuddering, he averted his eyes and turned left. To his horror, there was a man in the corridor.

"Well, helll-oooo," said the man, middle-aged and kind of stoned. Norman realized that this man had most likely enjoyed a liquid breakfast.

Norman said, "Hi." He tried to be nonchalant and it was very difficult becase the stoned man was staring at him, and his eyes were bulging out of their sockets. Oh my lord,, thought Norman. He is staring at my nakedness!

Will laughed, "Hello, my name is Will and the naked guy is my BOYFRIEND Norman."

The stoned man replied, "My name is Daniel. Call me Dan. Especially YOU,  the stripper," referring to the completely mortified, nude Norman.

"I am NOT a stripper," prottested Norman, standing there completely naked. Dan retorted, "Then why are you NAKED?" Someone in another room turned off their radio.

"I'm showing Norman the back deck, and I'm showing the back deck Norman," Will explained. "He's never been here before."

Dan laughed. "Well, he is certainly here NOW." Dan stared at Norman's crotch, which Norman then covered with his hands. Norman just couldn't take a total stranger leering at his penis. "Aw, he's shy," Dan chuckled.

"Join us, Dan," Will said to the stoned man in a friendly tone, and he saw Norman's body language contort and convey absolute embarrassment, which made Will rock-hard.

"Sure!" said Dan. "Let me get my drink. I'll meet you out there."

Dan approached his room which turned out to be in the middle of the corridor.  He had to pass by Norman, and as he walked by him, Dan tweaked one of Norman's nipples which were snug against his upper arms as Norman was trying to cover himself. But the pert nipples still showed, and their hardness made them easy to grab. Norman protested, "Oh, please don't do that." Dan just laughed. By now, he certainly knew his lover's sweet spots.

As Dan disappeared into his room, Norman all but screamed to Will, "What the FUCK are you doing?" in the hotel hallway, completely nude. Then Norman clammed up, not wantiing to attract attention from other men in their rooms who might come out to see what was going on.

"What do you mean, baby?" Will asked, innocently. "I told you I'd be showing you off and giving you the tour."

"Will," Norman tried to be stern, "I am not sure I like to be shown off like this to total strangers. This is kind of disrespectful, when you get down to brass tacks."

Will could be just as stubborn as Norman and he knew Norman hated the silent treatment but Norman was also logical if he had agreed to a task. Will said, with peeved emphasis, "Again, Norman, may I remind you, you agreed to this. This is not disrespect. It is a fantasy. Couples, gay and straight,  do things like this all the time. Loosen the fuck up I put this on my Visa. Now march. And stop covering yourself. The back deck is just a few feet away."

Norman groaned. But he suddenly realized he had no room key and that Will had locked the door. Norman all but smacked his head. He wasn't used to being ordered around, certainly not in a hotel, completely naked.

Norman walked, naked, towards the back deck, his hands reluctantly by his sides. Hopefully no one would be out there. Will continued to ogle his boyfriend's milky white, downright beautiful, sculpted buttocks as they moved gloriously with Norman's timid strides.

It was a long walk for Norman, though. There were several rooms on the way and some of the doors were ajar, and there were obviously guys in the rooms, laughing and carrying on, listening to music. Norman sniffed weed, which he liked and hoped Will had brought along. The hotel was strictly for men, so that eased Norman's nerves to a degree because it meant no female co-workers could see him nude. Norman had a female colleague, Amanda, who continually told him, "It is a crime that you are gay." Amanda was one of many women who'd used such a come-on. Norman had refrained from reporting Amanda to HR but he had considered it a few times. But Amanda was good at her work so Norman had let it slide.

Norman and Will arrived at the Back Deck without further encounters. But Norman was dismayed greatly to see two guys sunning themselves in swimsuits on deck chairs.

"Please don't make me do this, Will," Norman cajoled. "I think I know one of those guys. The blonde one. He looks very familiar."

Will laughed. "You'd better get used to that, Norman. It's inevitable that we'll run into someone we know out here."

Norman complained, "I really had no idea you were into this type of thing."

Will merely shrugged. "Now you do. Come on." And he dragged the naked Norman onto the deck.

"Howdy," Will blurted to the two well-built young guys on the deck. "How are you guys this morning?"

The two sun worshippers turned and they grinned ear-to-ear when they saw Norman, naked, trying to cover himself again with his hands. The guys on the deck picked up immediately on the scenario. It was very obvious the nude man did not sunbathe naked, as he had a pronounced tan line, and it was also obvious that the nude man was being ordered around by the shorter, friendly clothed guy.

"My, my. Your friend there is nude and I don't think he wants to be," said one of the guys, a redhead.

"Not his decision," replied Will. "He's my boyfriend and today he does what I say. Tomorrow also."

The redhead's friend, a blonde,  nodded in approval. 'Nice," he said. "What is his name?"

"Norman," Will replied.

The blonde gasped "Norman Ross? Is that you, Norman Ross? I'm used to seeing you in a suit at the courthouse, running around."

Norman gasped as well. He knew he had recognized this man. He groaned. The blonde was a paralegal and he was just out of college.

"This is ALL of Norman Ross," giggled Will, as Norman glared at him. 

"Why is he trying to cover himself so?" asked the blonde. "His nipples are hard, I can see. Come on Norman, show us your dick."

"You have my permission, Mr. Ross," teased Will.

Dan burst upon the back deck with a bottle of cheap vodka and a hotel glass. "Hey guys!"

Will made Norman take his hands away from his crotch and expose himself to everyone by saying, "Let them all see. You're naked. Show it."

Norman shuddered in humiliation because the other men chuckled rather loudly. The blonde young man said, "DEFINITELY."

The blonde's name was George, and the redhead was Roger. They stared at the naked Norman lustily. Will knew he would have to tread lightly now with this type of exploitation of his nude boyfriend. He did not want Norman to leave him for another man. Norman was a catch. This fantasy came with considerable risk, as Will had seen gay couples break up at the hotel before due to temptation from a fresh face (not to mention body).

George began to blather on to the nude Norman about people they both knew. George even name-dropped Amanda. Norman was in a state about this. Will would not let him cover up. There was no towel or anything to use to cover up with. George and Roger had left their towels in the room, they told Norman. They knew Norman was supremely uncomfortable being the only naked person on the deck and they knew he was terrified thatt more guys would be wandering around back here seeing him. George and Roger were getting a kick out of that. George said teasingly, "Too bad there's not more guys out here to see you like this, MR. ROSS."

George thought Norman's penis was one of the most perfect cocks he'd ever seen. He couldn't believe he knew Norman on a professional basis. George was turned on that Norman was so embarrrassed, and he admired Will for getting Norman to submit to this type of fantasy situation. Roger was only George's buddy; they weren't a couple, although they'd fucked.

Dan told Norman, "You know, I've never seen a blonde guy with such a deep dark ass crack like yours."

George and Roger laughed hysterically at this and Will almost ejaculated when he saw Norman's squirmy reaction. Norman tried to sit down, but Will would not allow him. He held his naked boyfriend in place so George and Roger could confirm Dan's observation.

Roger had not yet examined Norman's ass or his asscrack. He got up from his chair and did so, circling around the naked lawyer. "Yes indeed," said Roger. "It is enticing. I mean, his ass is not that big, but his crack is. His tan line is fucking perfect. Do you swim, Norman?"

Norman muttered in the affirmative.

George said, "Gee, MR. ROSS, I had no idea. You look great naked. Can I take a picture?" George picked up his cell phone from a nearby table.

Norman screamed, "ABSOLUTELY NOT, GEORGE. WILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Will laughed. "No pics, guys. Mr. Ross is not used to being nude in public."

"We can see that" was the response from everyone.

Just then, two more guys came out on the deck, raucously. They were overweight, they'd been boozing, and they were overjoyed to see all the guys but especially the naked Norman.

"Oh my God," said one of the newcomers, who wore a caftan and carried a martini glass with an olive and the remains of a cocktail.

His companion said, "I told you we should do this, Matt."

Matt looked Norman up and down and asked him his name.

Norman glowered and stammered, "Nick." This thrilled Will to no end, because Norman usually had no problem introducing himself to strangers. Of course,  Norman usually had clothes on when he did so. Will giggled.

Everyone else laughed. They were enjoying Norman's humiliation. Will's penis was about to explode. Pace yourself, he said to himself. But this is going exactly as I envisioned.

Will announced: "Guys, come back out here tomorrow. 'Nick' has agreed to allow me to shave him bare, pubes and all. 12 noon."

Matt squealed, "Awrightttttttttt. We'll be here, won't we Enrique?"

Enrique giggled. "With bells on. A shame to lose those beautiful blonde pubes, though, but I'll watch. I think that is very erotic, shaving a man bare. Especially a hunky naked man."

Norman squirmed, naked, standing up on the deck without anywhere to turn.

"Will," Norman growled, "get me out of this situation. I want a drink."

Will just leered at his nude boyfriend and said "No. It's too early for you to drink a lot. We haven't even had brunch."

Norman was beginning to sweat. All the men were, for various reasons. 

Will had bagels in the room and that was gonna be brunch. Later.

One of the houseboys, a young Asian man, sashayed onto the deck, giggling. "Is this the party?" The houseboy came over and pinched Norman's naked butt and Norman almost skyrocketed.

Everyone laughed heartily.

Norman was stripped and humiliated. He was profoundly embarrassed. But he loved Will, so he was enduring this callous treatment of his exposure. For the moment, he told himself.

Will sensed that the naked Norman was reaching a level of intolerance. The mere suggestion of cell phone photos had triggered Norman. This had given Norman what Will had learned to call "the shivers."

Will loved it when Norman got the shivers and this had been a big factor in Will's idea about the hotel. When Norman got the shivers, so did Will in spades. It was hotter than a fireplace to watch this brilliant blonde gorgeous hunk get the shivers. Norman's muscles would grow taut, and he would literallly shiver, sensually.

Will reaffirmed his next move, which he had planned in advance. He wanted to show off Norman's asshole, and he knew this would be a chess match that Will was determined to win. Norman was, well, anal about showing his asshole. Will didn't know why. It was the most beautiful butthole Will had ever seen. Norman had said, "It is not manly to exhibit your anus. It is crass." Norman had said this after they'd gone to a gay club with strippers, and one of the muscular strippers had had no problem exhibiting his shaved asshole as he danced.

Will strongly disagreed with Norman's sentiments about men's assholes, but he knew he had his work cut out for him. He'd have to allow Norman to drink more scotch, which is where the chess match enters the picture. Norman could not drink as much as Will. And Will wanted this weekend to continue, so he would not allow Norman to get drunk until much much later the evening.

Norman was quivering because no one was taking their eyes off his body. He felt like a piece of meat. A cliche, he thought, but now I know what it means.

Norman suddenly blurted to George, "George, you must not mention to Amanda anything about this. I'd never hear the end of it."

"Of course not, Mr. Ross," George sincerely replied. "What goes on at the hotel stays at the hotel. Everyone adheres to that. It's why guys come out here. Don't even think about it."

Norman tried to calm down. George had a soothing, sincere voice. He was going to make a fine lawyer. Norman wouldn't mind seeing him nude, either. DON'T THINK THOSE THOUGHTS WHILE YOU ARE NAKED, Norman's inner voice raged. ARE YOU CRAZY?!?

Will told Norman to lie down on a deck and chair and put his hands behind his back. Norman hesitated, realizing what kind of pose that would be. He didn't want to do it.

Will repeated the command, in an annoyed tone. The other men chuckled. They certainly wanted to see Norman stretch out naked on the chair under the sun.

Reluctantly, Norman fulfilled Will's request.

Wow, said the houseboy, Nelson. He's beautiful.

Norman blushed further. He had never been a show-off. I mean, he'd walk around the locker room without a towel all the time, but that really had been the extent up to now. This was uncharted territoory for Norman Ross.

"Can I suck on those nipples?" Roger asked, matter-of-factly. "Those are hard nipples, ripe for sucking. I'm good at it, too."

Well, here we go, thought Will. Will knew how to play this. "Maybe, later," he replied.

Norman's eyes bulged. "Will!!!!" he blurted.

All the men except Norman laughed. Roger made eye contact with Will. He was dead serious about Norman's nipples, not that Will could blame him. But Will had not made up his mind about letting other guys made actual physical contact with Norman in the nude. He would play this by ear. It was dicey terrain. Will realized Norman had glanced at George's body with some interest, even Norman was mostly preoccupied with his humiliating nudity.

Stretched out under the sun, Norman's gorgeous physique left nothing to the imagination, although Norman kept his legs tightly closed.

The nipples in question were notably rigid. Will had known they eventually would get to this, even without stimulation, when he saw Norman on the beach deck doing the jumping jacks naked. Norman's nipples were flawless creations by God, thought Will.

Norman's cock was flaccid but still a formidable one. It was indeed beautifully proportioned, and so were Norman's generous testicles. Norman's blonde pubes were manscaped but they too looked sexy as hell. Norman's armpit hair was also trimmed. Norman was meticulous about his grooming and his body.

Norman was truly uncomfortable with all the stares he was receiving. The houseboy Nelson was actually licking his lips and flicking his tongue!

Will decided to ramp up the pressure on his naked, embarrassed boyfriend. "Norman, open your legs and put your feet on each side of the chair. We want to see your deeeeeeeeeeeep asscrack."

Norman got the shivers and he tried to laugh. "That is not necessary."

Will repeated the command, sternly. Norman knew he had to play the role, but he did not want to show his asshole and knew there was a strong possibility opening his legs and putting his feet on the sides of the chair, coupled with the fact the sun was beating down on him and exposing everything he had, that his asshole would be available for even a casual gander.

Norman complied, slowly, to wolf whistles. He hated it.

Norman whispered, "This is humiliation. You are humiliating me, Will."

It was the wrong thing to say, because it turned everyone else on. All the men watching now had erections. George was pinching himself in disbelief, seeing Norman Ross exposed this way.

Will almost swooned when Norman fulfilled his request, because you could juuust make out the beginning of Norman's anus. Dan crouched down for a closer look! "Whoop, there it is!" he chortled. Norman was aghast.

"I see it," said George, the young paralegal. "Spread your legs more, Mr. Ross." Might as well go for it, thought George. His boyfriend is clearly in control here, and Mr. Ross is complying.

Nelson came closer. "Oh, I see it too. It is very pretty. Very pretty rosebud hole."

Norman refused to do George's "request," until Will bent over and pushed Norman's knees apart and held them open. "There, Mr. Ross. Hold this position and maybe I'll go get you a drink."

Norman gave his boyfriend the death gaze. Will blushed himself but he did not back down. He stood back up. Now Norman's asshole was more visible than ever and it was borderline obscene. The sun exposed a LOT.

The main houseboy, Herbie, appeared, chuckled and said, "I just LOVE this back deck. The stuff you get to see back here."

Enrique and Matt gazed in lust and disbelief. Matt actually licked his lips lasciviously. He's seen someone else just do it, and it had made the naked guy twitch. Which was fun to eee.

Norman shut his eyes. This was unbearable.

Multiple men, one a young paralegal he knew, the rest total strangers, and his horny boyfriend, looking at him this way with unadulterated LUST. It was shocking!

Will had made him "pose" before, in their apartments when they were at play, but the other guys? Norman did not want them looking at his anus, and they clearly were. Norman also hated that his nipples were obviously aroused. At least his penis wasn't hard. Norman was too humiliated for that to happen, he thought.

Norman then wished he hadn't even thought of his penis, because with all the relentless staring and lewd remarks, he did begin to feel a stirring in his crotch. Oh my God. Please don't let this occur.

The shivers often gave Norman a hard-on, and it was now beginning to happen. In front of, what, seven guys?

"Will," Norman pleaded. "Let me go back to the room. You said I could have a cocktail."

Will said, "I'll go get it. Don't move."

Norman did not want Will to leave him alone, nude, with these men, but Will was off in a flash.

"Will!" Norman cried out.

Herbie observed, "Dude is gettin hard. His nipples were already hard."

Laughter. Comments like: "Sure is." "Love it." "He likes this deep down." "His asshole is so pretty."

Will hurriedly made Norman a drink and fled back to the back deck because he knew Norman was getting an erection and he wanted to see it happen. He was also leery of Dan and feared Dan might get aggressive towards Norman.

He also wanted to thwart any attempts to cover Norman up.

When Will got back, Norman was still naked and spread and he was up to a semi. Will was surprised and thrilled. He and the others watched as Norman took gulps from his drink, sitting up but still spread open, and his erection continued to "occur."

Dan watched in a daze, silently. Damn, I'm glad I'm out here today, he thought. That naked guy is so hot. And he's so HUMILIATED. Dan loved humiliation scenes and he loved doing the humiliating.

Norman hoped the alcohol would temper or at least slow down his hard-on, but this did not happen at all. Norman's penis had  a life of its own this morning. It wanted to say "Hello!"

Soon, inevitably, Norman was fully erect and Will pushed Norman's shoulders back down on the chair, moved his arms and shoved Norman's hands behind his head.. Resigned to his boyfriend's manipulations, Norman collapsed back on the chair. He was beginning to perspire under the hot sun and all this scrutiny.

"How do you feel about your hot boyfriend showing us his hard-on?" asked George of Will.

"Not to mention his asshole," said Herbie.

"Or his fantastic tits," chimed in Roger.

Will laughed. "Are you kidding? I'm loving it."

Everyone laughed but Norman, who was now the shade of blood.

Just then, Chris, the strapping middle-aged owner of the hotel, emerged on the back deck. Chris was a bodybuilder and looked like a movie star. He possessed a sarcastic wit and allowed pretty much anything to go down in the hotel as long as no one got physically injured.

"Hey guys, I got a very interesting text," Chris laughed. "What's going on back here?"

Chris saw the nude Norman stretched out with his hands behind his head and his legs spread wide, with a throbbing hard-on and hard nipples to boot.

"Oh," said Chris. "Oh my. Someone is horny today."

Chris laughed at Norman and approached him. "Comfy, buddy?"

Norman had never met Chris and did not know who he was, so Will filled him in. Norman wanted to close his legs and cover himself because Chris was leering at him. Chris was a pristine physical specimen and Norman felt insignificant being seen naked by him.

"Nice little rosebud there, pal," Chris smirked, staring at Norman's gaping asshole. "Are you gonna do something about that dick? Can I watch? I love to watch."

Norman blinked in embarrassment. He shot Will a dirty look. Will just smiled.

Will introduced Norman as his naked boyfriend. Chris laughed, "Is he naked? I hadn't noticed." Everyone laughed. Everyone loved Chris, because if Chris liked you, he'd throw you a discount or even a free night from time to time.

Chris then ignored Norman and chatted with the other guys as if Norman wasn't there displaying himself in the nude graphically and unwillingly. Norman felt the novelty of being naked in front of clothed guys, if there had been any, was rapdily evaporating. His embarrassment was tremendous.

Chris suddenly whipped out a cell phone and took a pic of Norman before anyone could stop him. "For my scrapbook," explained Chris.

Will was startled that Chris did this, and decided he would have to speak to him about it later.

Norman was horrified. He thought Chris had been ignoring him and realized now that Chris had simply wanted to catch Norman off-guard.

But Norman didn't move a muscle. It was too late anyway, he thought logically. Norman wanted to make them think he was laid-back about his dilemma and he saw that George was looking at him to see if he would panic. George winked at Norman and Norman blushed further.

Norman's feelings begin to shift, though, when he saw his penis was beginning to seep pre-seminal fluid. This he could not allow to be seen. Norman stood up and announced he was going back to the room and he asked Will for the key.

Will figured he'd better slow down; the photo had been a mistake. He handed Norman the key and told him he'd join him in a minute.

Norman grabbed the key with indignation, took his drink and stomped off down the corridor. Everyone enjoyed his umbrage and also the sight of his perfect ass in its perfect tan line and deep asscrack jiggling as Norman stomped away. Norman's erection could be glimpsed bobbling around as he stomped, until Norman realized this and covered it with one hand, holding it against his pelvis.

"Oops," giggled Chris, "I think I struck a nerve."

"Chris, we had agreed to no photographs if Norman would do a naked weekend for me," Will explained. "Norman's freaking out."

Chris soothed Will. "That pic is for me only. No one else will ever see it." Chris had such a good reputation, both at the hotel and in the town, that Will instantly felt reassured. But would Norman?

Everyone congratulated Will on getting such a hunk like Norman to submit himself to a weekend of forced unwilling nudity and Will reminded them that tomorrow was Shaving Day. 

Chris said he would have to cancel a lunch date but that would be no problem because there was no way he would miss something like seeing a naked prissy lawyer get his pubes shaved on the back deck of the hotel.

Will didn't think Norman prissy, but he laughed because everyone else did, especially George.

Back in the room, Norman sat on the bed in a towel, seething.

Will was relieved to see th door was unlocked. He didn't want drama. Will entered the room, noted Norman's demeanor and the fact that he was wearing something, and poured himself a big cocktail.

He said, "What's with the towel? Take it off. Your nipples are STILL hard, by the way."

Norman said evenly, "I can't believe you are doing this to YOUR BOYFRIEND."

Will: "Take off the towel, Norman, you're acting like a child."


Will: "How did you think all this would play? Take OFF the towel or you can hang out here by yourself. I'm out here to have fun. I'm paying for it, after all."

Norman knew Will was the expert at the cold shoulder and it was something Norman could not stand from him.

Norman sighed and removed the towel. He was no longer erect except for his goddamn nipples, which never were soft when Will was in proximity.

Will drank. He said "The ice has been broken. You've been seen. They think you are a friggin' god. Why don't you try to enjoy this?"

Norman: "I am not an inanimate object. I have feelings. And the OWNER took a picture of me with AN ERECTION!!!!"

Will drank, and rolled his eyes. "Maybe you should not work out so much then, honey. Don't worry about the photo. It's only for Chris' personal enjoyment. If Chris posted pics of naked guests anywhere, he would not be in business. Normy, you're not the only naked man to have been seen at the hotel with a hard-on, OK? Don't fret."

Norman had to grin at these remarks. He told himself he was lucky that his boyfriend loved his body to this degree, I guess. Norman's last relationship had been toxic and that boyfriend, Armand, another lawyer, had barely paid attention to Norman in or out of the bedroom. Norman had only been a trophy boy for parties and he had been quite miserable because of it.

Norman walked nude to the booze. He refreshed his drink. He always enjoyed drinking with William. "What we need is weed," Norman conjectured. Hey, they WERE at the beach.

Will sighed in relief. Norman's back on track. Will knew that Chris always had marijuana, so there would be no problem there. He sipped his drink and looked at Norman's spectacular physique.

"When we go back out I am going to put sunscreen on you. We'll do it in the courtyard. You're not losing that tan line. It is perfect. EVERYONE thinks so, by the way."

Norman blushed, quite flattered. Armand had never once commented on Norman's carefully maintained Speedo-enhanced tanline. Will tugged on Norman's nipples and Norman's penis soon got hard again.

Works every time, thought Will.

"Do you have to expose my anus again?" Norman asked nervously. "I really would prefer you stop that, it is unseemly, and so unmanly."

Will: "No, it isn't unmanly at all especially out here, guys love it, and I WILL be doing it again, so just remember to keep it washed. Once you're in the pool and hot tub you won't have to worry about that, but until then, keep it washed. It is usually washed. Just keep it that way."

Norman groaned at Will's raunch-laden speech and Norman drank. What a kinky boyfriend he had. But Norman was looking forward to the hot tub, he had to admit. For one thing, he'd be partially underwater and covered.

After they'd downed the drinks, Will excused himself from the room to retrieve weed from Chris and also to discuss the matter of the photo Chris had taken, although Will did not mention the latter to Norman, because Will wanted Norman to forget it, however unlikely that might be.

On his way he mock-sternly warned Norman, "DO NOT put clothes on. Be nude when I return. I'm not taking the key, so leave the door unlocked." 

Norman snickered. "Yes, sir," and rolled his eyes. "But hurry back, I would not put it past Dan to just barge in here."

Will made his way to Chris' office, which was behind the front desk registration area in the lobby. Herbie gave him instant admittance.

Herbie: "Gosh, Will, Norman is just beautiful. Congratulations, you snagged one."
Will: "I know it, Herbie, Can you believe it?" Will was kind of peeved that Herbie seemed to belittle Will's own looks. Will had no problem getting laid way before Norman, especially at the hotel, and the staff certainly knew this.
Picking up on Will's tone, Herbie said: "Don't undersell yourself. You've gotten your share of admirers."

Will thought: Good recovery, Herbie. True. But I've never had ANYONE like Norman Ross.

Chris was in his office, conveniently smoking weed. "Will. What's up?" Chris knew what was up.

Will said, "I need some weed, I got cash."

Chris said  "Keep your cash. Weed's on the house. The hotel is agog over your husband. Two guys just added another night."

Will smiled. "About that photo. Let's shake on it that you won't show it to anyone. Norman will leave me if you do."

Chris: "It's for me only, and you know that. Why, I'd be out of business." Chris handed his favorite guest a generous bag of weed, and Will knew the weed would be top of the line.

Will: "Thanks, Chris. I'm gonna go back to get him high. I will be showing him off more."

Chris: "I wil be around. Thanks for doing this for us. It is great for morale with all the boys. Herbie has jerked OFF already, I heard him in his cabin. Herbie gets loud."

Will: "Just don't let Herbie look at that photo."

Chris: "DON'T WORRY about the photo. That's for ME to jerk off to....Uh, you don't mind that, do you?"

Will laughed. "For you, anything." He left Chris' office smiling and happy. OK, I'm just a fixer-upper all around. The booze had not even kicked in which was great because Will and Norman had still yet to have breakfast.

Let's eat something, Will reminded himself. He looked at the grandfather clock in the lobby. It was not even noon. A new boat would be docking soon, which meant more guests, which gave Will ideas. He raced back to the room with the weed.

Once back in the room, Will was pleased to see Norman still naked, sitting on a chair, drinking another drink. Norman was leaning back and his balls and ass hung off the chair somewhat. His ample penis was flaccid.

"Got your pipe?" Will asked excitedly. "Look what I got here for us."

Norman adored marijuana and so did Will. They had the best sex when they were high on weed and also Will knew it would aid Will in his humilation plans for naked Norman later on.

Norman expertly loaded his pipe and they lit up. Chris' weed was as always the best stuff on the island.

Both young men were high within a few minutes. When Will got high, his mind actually cleared and focused. When Norman got high, he got goofy but also slightly paranoid.

Will thought it a match made in heaven, especially for a situation like this.

Will loved watching his lover smoke weed in the nude. It was super hot. Will played with Norman's erect nipples.

Norman said, "Careful there, baby. You know what that does to me."

Will: "Why do you think I'm doing it?" Both young men watched as Norman's penis achieved full-mast, again.

"Oh, Will," Norman sighed. "What has gotten into you?"

Will replied, "Gee. I don't know," and batted his eyes, and caressed Norman's ass, and fingered his hole.

Norman gasped. "Lock the door if you're gonna do that." He was half-serious. Will went and locked the door, giggling.

Will decided it was time to back to humiliating Norman. He went to the window and opened the blinds. Anyone in the open-air corridor could now see Norman naked.

Norman groaned.

There was noise outside. The boat had arrived and a slew of new male guests were traipsing down the hallyway with their luggage, led by Herbie and another houseboy to check them in.

Several stopped in their tracks at the window and peered into Will and Norman's room, which was called The Spanish Room because of its decor.

"Wow," was spoken several times. Norman grabbed the towel but Will snatched it away. "I want you to be looked at again," Will growled, and he played with Norman's pulsating nipples. Norman's erection twitched.

Herbie told the new guests, "Have at it. We'll be back." Herbie and the other houseboy walked towards the back deck, giggling.

Will turned Norman to face with the window and held him in place. "Greet the guests," Wil commanded. "With your erection."

Norman squirmed. There were three men staring into the room. They all were leering.

"Oh, Will," Norman gasped. "This is bad. It's more guys from town. From the bars!"

Will laughed. Will had his own erection and through his shorts, he ground it into the naked ass of his newly embarrassed boyfriend.

He grabbed Norman around the waist as he did so and held him rigid. Norman squirmed. and tried to remove Will's grasp, failing miserably because Will was super-determined at enjoying this humiliation of naked Norman. The three men outside were not budging. They were different ages, ranging from twenties to forties. All were enthralled at what they were seeing.

"Why haven't we been here before?" one of them asked.

"I've seen the naked guy before, he goes to Ty's." the youngest one said.

Ty's is a gay bar in Greenwich Village, and indeed, Norman was a semi-regular there. It was actually where Will and Norman had first met.

Norman moaned. "Oh, no. They're from TY'S. Oh my God, Will."

Will laughed. "Deal with it, baby. Plenty of barflies come here, you know."

Will held Norman tightly and pushed his own hard-on into Norman's asscrack, exposing his naked humiliated boyfriend through the window to three horny vacationers from the city.

One of the voyeurs came around and tried the door to the room. It was unfortunately unlocked. The man entered, grinning. 'Hello, I am Alex." His friends followed him in.

Norman gasped, "I thought you locked the door!" Will had faked doing it, anticipating somethine just like this happening.

Alex was accompanied by Gerard, Alan and Phillippe. So there were four instead of three. Will chuckled. They all introduced themselves with aplomb, and Alan said "I want to touch the naked man's balls. I have seen him in the bar."

Norman tensed and said, "Will, you'd better let me go."

Will did nothing of the sort. Alan was a lanky bottled blonde hottie. Will held Norman in a vise even though Norman struggled llke a fish that had just been hooked.

"At least close the goddamn door!" yelled the naked lawyer. But too late, because just then, an elderly gentleman appeared in the doorway with a glass of wine and said, "Can I join the party?"

Gerard invited him inside. The elderly gentleman strolled in. He had an elegance and announced that he was "Bill." He looked at Norman with undisguised lust.

Norman's shivers intensified. 

Will grabbed Norman tight by Norman's right pec, tweaking his nipple there. Norman moaned.

This is so much fun, thought Will. But we still haven't eaten. The bagels were on top of the fridge and Will had packed peanut butter and fresh strawberry preserves. I have to get some food into Norman soon, thought Will, and me as well. The weed was making Will hungry and he knew Norman felt the same way most likely.

Will whispered to Norman, "We've got to eat. I'll get rid of these guys." Norman heaved an enormous sigh of relief, naked.

Will asked the men to leave but he informed the young guy Alan that he and Norman would be in the courtyard in under an hour and that Norman would still be  naked, and that Will would allow the young man to fondle Norman's balls, but not his penis. Norman winced at Will's matter-or-fact tone and also because Alan responded with "I will comply. I'll see you uut there. Just keep him naked. This man is meant to be NUDE today."

The "guests" filed out, assuring Will they would be in the courtyard to see Norman put on a show.

Norman fumed. "What are you promising them?" He huffed and puffed around the room, his erect penis swaying about alluringly, along with his pendulous balls.

Will made bagels with peanut better with jelly and handed one to Norman, who snatched it from his angrily and wolfed it down. Norman had to admit he had the munchies. Will ate his own bagel and observed Norman pouring himself another drink in the nude. An awesome sight.

Norman's asscrack looked deeper than ever. Will was going to spread that open for the newsomers, in the courtyard. The courtyard had sofas and a canopy, but it got sufficient sun, and Norman would be just as exposed there as he had been on the back deck. The courtyard also was adjacent to the living quarters of the staff and the back entrance of the hotel. There would be considerable traffic and lots of people would see Norman naked.

The men drank in the room, Norman in the nude sitting on a chair, Will in T-shirt and shorts watching him and ogling him openly. Norman crossed his legs which pushed up his genitals bulbously and sensually. His erection had subsided, but his piss slit was glistening with pre-cum, along with his trimmed blone pubes and his navel, even. Fuck, that is hot, thought Will. Norman had gotten so hard he left pre-cum in his navel. Will had never seen Norman quite adhieve that before. And since Norman seemed  unaware of the show he was giving from his chair, Will said nothing, merely smiled and drank.

"What are you going to do to me in this courtyard?" Norman inquired nervously.

Will chuckled. "You'll see. I don't want to spoil it," he replied.

Will went to a suitcase and pulled out something, shoving it into his pocket. Norman didn't get a look at the object, but he had a bad feeling about it. Norman noticed it looked red in color.

Soon Will announced it was time for the courtyard. He told Norman to come out in five minutes, nude, because Will had to make sure the courtyard was empty and ready for their upcoming play session. Norman sure liked to hear the word "empty.," so he said OK.

"Bring the sunscreen," Will reminded Norman.

Will went to the courtyard, which was right outside their room. Once under the canopy, alone, Will removed a device from his shorts.

It was a small anal vibrator with a control button on its base. Will hid it under one of the pillows on the sofa.

Will had  never used such an object on his boyfriend's body before. This would be a first. An in public! Will got harder as he watched the unsuspecting and naked Norman nervously emerge from the room, covering himself with one hand and holding a can of spray sunscreen with the other. Will took the sunscreen and put it on a table. Norman looked good enough to eat.

Will was disappointed to see Norman had wiped off all the pre-cum. I'll have to remedy THAT, Willl chuckled to himself.

Norman hurried over to the sofa and used one of the other pillows to cover his crotch. He had predictably brushed his teeth and gargled. He was visibly relieved no one else was there, but this was short-lived, because the old man Bill soon entered the picture along with the young man who wanted to fondle Norman's balls. He identified himself again as Alan.

Alan were goofy beach shorts with sharks on them, and a JAWS tank-top. He was fair-skinned, with thick blonde hair out of a bottle. He was slight in muscle tone, had green eyes, and no facial hair (and apparently no body hair except for some light brown tufts under he slender arms). He was a head-turner with attitude that oozed confidence, and a hint of contempt. Will pegged him as the youngest guest they had yet to encounter at the hotel, probably 21 if that. You had to be at least 21 to stay at the hotel, unless special arrangements were made, which Chris did from time to time, like for gay college groups.

"What's with the pillow?" Alan spurted, cockily. Oh my, thought Will. This is gonna be classic.

Norman squirmed and said nothing. "Give him the pillow," Will instructed. "I think he wants the pillow."

Norman glared at Will and handed Alan the pillow, and crossed his legs again, this time making sure he concealed his genitals, which created the imagery of Norman having a woman's pussy. It was a comic but erotic sight.

Bill had a glass of wine and he sat down wide-eyed across from Will and Norman on another sofa. Alan sat beside Bill. They had apparently hit it off, because Alan also had a glass of wine, which he sat down on a table in the middle to receive Norman's pillow.

"So I take it your partner here is REQUIRED to be au natural all day?" Bill inquired. "What a delightful idea." Bill himself wore jeans and a white button-down shirt.  Norman, of course, wore nothing at all except a stricken look on his very handsome face.

Will said, "That's the plan. In addition to that, I get to do stuff to him. You guys can watch it all. Alan, you can touch his balls in a few minutes."

"Goody," Alan squealed, drinking his wine and ogling Norman openly. "I love it that he seems to be embarrrassed by all this. He has a super hot bod."

Norman squirmed. He didn't warm to Alan at all, even though Alan resembled Tom Holland from the Spider-man films and Norman loved that franchise even though Will was completely indifferent to superhero flicks. He'd accompany Norman to them, of course.

Will told Norman to display his wares. Norman tensed as Bill and Alan giggled at the word "wares" and stared at the nude Norman's nervousness in undisguised anticipation. Alan actually leaned forward to get a closer look. Will was thrilled this Alan scamp had entered the picture. He could not wait to see Alan's reaction to the vibrating sex toy underneath another pillow.

Norman gingerly uncrossed his legs, releasing his penis and testicles from the safety of non-exposure. The sun was out full blast, and even though he was under a canopy, Norman was, once again, fully revealed in all his nudity. Once again, he blushed. Once again, his nipples throbbed. Once again, strangers reveled in Norman's obvious humiliation at being seen this way.

"Oh my stars," said Bill. "Look at that COCK."

"Look at those BALLS," agreed Alan. "I can't wait to fondle those fuckin' balls. He manscapes. Look."

"I am, I am," spouted Bill, giggling with delight. "I love the hotel, don't you Alan?"

"I certainly do," said Alan, never taking his eyes away from the naked, supremely uncomfortable Norman Ross.

"Norman, lie down over my lap, on your stomach," Will suddenly interjected.

Since Norman wanted to get the unnervingly intense orbs of these strangers off his crotch, he quickly did as requested.

"Oh my stars, that derriere," Bill appraised. "That is a perfect tail for a man."

Alan demurred. "I prefer his junk, but yeah, that's a pretty choice rump. It jiggled. His crack is deep. Good tan line."

Norman groaned. All this language about his crack. Norman had never before heard such drivel. Well, until this morning, anyway.

Will winked at his audience. Soon two of the other newcomers, Gerard and Phillippe, came out, followed by George and Herbie. Will wondered where Roger was. Norman writhed when he saw more men would now be watching his embarrrassment. Again.

The door to the back entrance open and closed. Another man stopped to look.

Roger had wanted to suck Norman's nipples. Will was going to allow that, but not here. That would go down on the UPPER deck, probably tomorrow. Will did not want to overload Norman's humiliation all in one day. He wanted to parse it out. What he was about to do would be a big roll of the dice.

Another guest appearred, on his way out through the back entrance, but he too stopped to look at the hot naked man on the sofa, who seemed to be very embarrassed. This man rushed back to his room to retrieve a bottle of booze and returned with the booze and a cup. He drank without ice, and primed to watch any show.

When the new arrivals were situated, many of them with cocktails, Will began his presentation. 

"Good afternoon, guys," he began. "You remember my boyfriend Norman. This weekend, hte's always the one without clothes on. This is Norman's first NAKED weekend at the hotel. Or ANYWHERE."

Will and Norman had a sofa to thsemselves. The other man crammed in on the other sofas (there were three in all), or on chairs, or they simply stood. Every observer had a good vantage point. Every observer could see Norman's entire naked backside. Every observer could see Norman's quivering naked ass and his shivering, exposed body.

Dan wandered out and found a chair, clearly drunk.

Will produced the anal vibrator to oohs and aahs. Norman could not see it. He tensed. What?

Will waved the thing in front of Norman's face which was now again fire-engine red. The anal vibrator itself was red, so Will found this amusing.

"What the fuck is that thing?" Norman all but screamed, although he knew. "If you think you're gonna put that in me...."

Will: "I don't THINK. I am."

The audience lapped this up.

Bill: "Oh my stars."

Dan: "Oh yeahhhhhhhhhhhh."

George. "How humiliating that will be. I can't wait. Let me get Roger out here STAT."

Alan: "I'll love to see THAT. Does it vibrate? It looks like one of those expensive ones that VIBRATES."

Herbie: "I am texting Mr. Chris. He will be mad at me if he misses this."

Norman squirmed, naked, on Will's lap, but Will had anticipated a struggle, and he held his boyfriend tight, even swatting Norman on his jiggling ass.

"BEHAVE," commanded Will. "Simmer down. You're just making it worse."

"Will," Norman meekly countered. "Don't do this to me. I am your boyfriend. It is obscene."

"No  it isn't," Alan scoffed. "It's hot. I wouldn't mind a boyfriend doing this to me."

Norman glared at Alan, who he was beginning to actively dislike. "You might mind if he did to you in public, you little asshole."

It was the wrong word for someone in Norman's position to use. Everyone guffawed and Norman became borderline enraged. "Will!!!"

Dan drawled, "Stick it in him and turn it on. His hole is big enough."

All the other men either nodded in agreement or murmured in the affirmative. "You'll have tto remove the stick ouf of his ass first," said Alan, chuckling.

Will decided to wait a few minutes until Roger and Chris could join the party. He only had to wait a few seconds. During that time, he caressed his nude boyfriend's milky white ass, which Will was about to violate with a $29.00 sex toy.

Chris arrived before Roger. He surveyed the scene and laughed. "What's this about a VIBRATING ANAL PROBE?" Will showed the object to Chris, who grinned from ear-to-ear. "ALL RIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!" Chris pulled out a joint and lit up and passed it around.

Norman moaned in total embarrassment.

Roger showed up and simply said, "Oh, my God," when he glimpsed the red vibrator.

Will decided to proceed. The sex toy was gelatinous, so it had to be slowly inserted. Before Will inserted it, he treated his audience to a total view of Norrman's spread asshole, opening Norman's cheeks and showing the other guys everything of Norman's treasured privacy. This was much more of an explicit view than a few hours earlier because Norman was on his stomach and his ass was on Will's lap, giving Will complete and easier access. Will spread the buttocks open and kept them open for a full three minutes as the other men smoked, drank and looked. No one said anything, which added to Norman's degradation, oddly enough. Will allowed Herbie to snap a picture with his phone, and winked at him. It was more than a closeup, but you couldn't see Norman's face, only his beautiful backside and gaping rectal area. Alan whispered something to Herbie, and Herbie nodded.

Everyone knew they were seeing another man utterly humiliated. Word had gotten around Norman was a corporate lawyer, so this added to their fun.

Norman's strong back broke out in a minor sweat and Norman grabbed the sofa. He made odd, unfamiliar whimpering sounds.

Will decided it was time for the main event. He eased the sex toy into Norman's exposed anus. It went in fairly easily. Norman squirmed.

There were plenty of giggles and Bill again said, oh, my stars.

Dan moved in for a closer look and squatted on his haunches.

Will held Norman tight. Then he switched on the vibrator, which amusingly made a tiny, distinct whirring sound.

"Will, I will kill you for this,"" muttered Norman. Everyone giggled.

Reaction was immediate, from everyone, but most memorably, from Norman, who had never felt sensations like this before.


Some of the guys laughed, some did not. All of them stared lustily, watching Norman write, naked on the sofa in broad daylight, his asshole being stimulated.

OHHHHHHHH WILL................................

"This is hilarious," chuckled Alan.

Will just held his wriggling, naked, gorgeous boyfriend on his lap and watched him writhe. THIS WAS DEFINITELY THE MOST SHIVERS IN HISTORY, THOUGHT WILL.

Will was hard and he knew Norman, in his current position, could feel it. 

Will said to Alan, "do you want to touch his balls now?"

Alan nodded and moved to Will's sofa. Will pushed one of Norman's legs to the floor and reached underneath and pulled out Norman's scrotum more fully.

Alan eagerly took over and began to fondle Norman's balls as the vibrator continued to whirr and stimulate poor Norman's prostate.


Oh my, thought Will. THESE SHIVERS ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chris tented in his shorts and did not care who noticed. Chris took off his shirt and threw it on the ground. Chris had rock hard pecs and nipples as big as rocks.

OH MY STARS, again from Bill.

Herbie looked at his boss with lust. Then he looked at Norman with more lust. Then Herbie finished off the joint, with lust. "Oh mama," said Herbie. Then Herbie said something in Italian that got a laugh from someone. "Indeed," this person said. "His rims.".

Norman was in another universe. He writhed and moaned as the vibrator did its job and Alan's hands did theirs. Alan rubbed each testticle and pulled on the scrotum sac.

Alan knew Italian and surmised that Herbie's comments were calling attention to the fact that the rims of Norman's anus were pushed outwards by the vibrator and that the rims were kind of "hugging" the sex toy. "Yeah, his asshole rims are clearly visible, they're actually sticking out towards us," Alan observed, clinically. Norman winced and shivered again. Will held him tight, and looked at his lover's anus..

Norman got another erection and was somewhat comforted that no one could see it. But Norman knew they sure were seeing everything else under the sun, literally.

"Asshole rims." Ugh, thought Norman.

Norman felt a moan coming on and he tried to suppress it. He failed.



Will laughed at his naked boyfriend's reactions. This was $30.00 well spent, he thought. Will remembered the vibrator had level control, so he turned it up higher.



SHIVERS APOCOLYPSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Some of the seated observers slapped their knees with laughter at the naked Norman's frenzied reactions. Alan simply calmly continued to stroke Norman's scrotum,. Alan realized he would probably never experience anything like this again. And Alan hated lawyers, so he wasn't about to cut Norman any slack. Besides, Norman's boyfriend had SANCTIONED this humiliation, so what the hell. Alan pulled on the scrotum, forcefully, and then decided to see what the lawyer's penis looked like right now.

So Alan gleefully pulled out Norman's dick from underneath him. It was hard! 

Will said, "You can expose that, but you can't play with it, Alan."

OH MY STARS. Bill again.

Alan nodded and went back to Norman's testicles, which now were tighter than Fort Knox. And Alan had succeeded in his mission: exposing Norman's erection to everyone ant watcching it throb on Will's leg. Alan knew Norman did not like this exposure, especially from him.

Norman moaned and squirmed and grabbed the sofa as best he could. The other men stared at Norman's bulbous cock head and wondered if Norman would cum. Norman's piss slit was wide open and he was oozing precum copiously.


SHIVERS OF ALL TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Will actually felt like a cad, for a few seconds only.

As fantastic as this all was, Will thought it had probably gone far enough. It was not even mid-afternoon. He did not want Norman to cum before dinner. So he turned off the vibrator, but he left it in and told Alan, that's enough. For now. Alan nodded. This Alan is a piece of work, thought Will. I would not mind seeing him naked and I hope he goes to the hot tub.

Alan stopped touching Norman and thanked Will for the 'privilege' and went back to his own sofa. He still had some wine left to enjoy. Alan knew he would be masturbating in less than five minutes after this was over. He had a single room. And a mirror. Alan enjoyed watching himself do stuff to himself naked. He would like this Will guy to watch him do stuff to himself naked, and considered asking Will. Will was obviously adventurous and so was Alan. But Alan sensed that Will was probably in the long run devoted to the pristine Norman even though he was humiliating the fuck out of the gorgeous naked lawyer.

Norman heaved a sigh of relief and raised himself to cover his throbbing erection on his boyfriend's lap.

"Oh my LORD," said Norman. "What a nightmare." Everyone laughed at the only naked man in the courtyard of the hotel.

"Time for sunscreen, Norman," said Will.

Will applied sunscreen to Norman's backside. ALL OVER. He applied it to Norman's milky white ass while the sex toy was still inside it.

"Yeahhhh," slurred Chris, touching himself. "Be sure to get his manhole."

Will did, one more time, being sure to touch the "rims." Then he said to Norman, "Turn over on your back."

Alan thought, I'm not leaving this fuckin' courtyard. The naked lawyer still has a sex toy stuck in him.

No one was leaving the fucking courtyard until they saw what happened next to the nude, embarrassed, clearly humiliated lawyer, Norman Ross.

Chris stroked his nipples and didn't care who noticed. It was a contest about which exposed man was getting more attention, but since Norman was completely nude with an erection, Norman was probably the winner right now. As impressive as he was, Chris had only removed his shirt. But Chris topless was an erotic sight to behold. His pecs were a feast for any gay man's tongue, or hands, or most likely, both.

It was certainly a novelty for the hotel guests to see the owner of the hotel openly, sexually aroused. Most of them had some familiarity with Chris, either by phone or text or even earlier encounters at the hotel.

Chris tugged on his right nipple and he knew that his guests were ogling him. Chris knew how to flirt and he was an exhibitionist, so he had no problem with people looking at him. You don't run a gay hotel by being bookish. Chris saw that Norman was bookish, and it interested him. This type usually you did not see getting rammed with a vibrator here in the courtyard.

The squirming lawyer who was in front of him, "Norman" was Will's lover, and he was obviously no exhibitionist and was humiliated as all get out. Chris had just watched Norman violated by a sex toy and squeal like a woman. It was the most erotic thing Chris had seen at the hotel in a very long while. For a lawyer, Norman had a terrific body. Chris particularly liked Norman's ass, and his asshole, and the fact that Will knew how to skillfully show them off for his own methods.


Chris had always liked to see Will walk in the doors of the hotel. Will drank, and he smoked, and he got laid, but he was always respectul of the hotel and he was never loud, or a problem in any way. Will had always been the perfect guest, and today, he was providing massive entertainment!

Chris had gleefully sold two more nights to these guys Gerard and Phillippe. These guys had expensive rooms, so Chris had made $1,000 in minutes and it was because of "that gorgeous naked man being traipsed around your establishment unwillingly by his adorable boyfriend."

Phillippe had said that, and Gerard had added, "This is the type of thing we like to see here."

Well, we aim to please, as Chris pulled on his nipple. Chris' nipples were and he was hard elsewhere as well.

Norman rolled over on his back. He didn't want to, but he did. Norman was high now, and he felt the sun on him and that THING was still in his butt.

Norman blinked and saw multiple men staring at him. The owner Chris had his shirt off and was stroking his chest, and he was obviously hard through his shorts. Norman blushed.

The evil Alan grinned at Norman and licked his lips, as Norman exposed himself frontally.

Alex and Bill, in baggy beach clothes, wandered around with drinks (Bill with coffee), and stopped to watch the naked Norman at play.

Norman was also erect, and his penis flopped up as Norman adjusted himself in this new position on his boyfriend's lap. Norman just wanted to get to the pool, where he thought he could surely conceal himself with water somehow.

Will took the sunscreen and liberally sprayed his boyfriend's naked body, paying special attention to Norman's mid-section.

"I have to preserve Norman's tan line, because I love it SO MUCH," gushed Will.

"We do too," slurred Dan, still on his knees in front of the sofa where Norman lay nude in the sun.

Norman groaned. If they were looking at his tan line, they were looking at his ERECTION and Norman knew his erection was wet. Norman took his hands and wiped off the precum. This provoked giggling.

"Take the thing out of my ass, please," he sternly told Will. Will winked at him and slowly removed the vibrator and tossed it on Norman's beautiful chest. This provoked more giggling.

"Take it OFF me entirely," Norman barked. "Get it away from my body."

Will shrugged and put the vibrator on the table. Alan stroked it and asked Will how much it cost. Will told him.

"Worth it, I'd say," giggled Alan. Alan licked the anal toy, suggestively. "Tastes like musk, I'd say." Norman really did not like Alan at all right now. He found Alan snide and he thought Alan's JAWS outfit described him to a tee. Alan knew he was working the naked Norman's frazzled nerves.

Just then Enrique and Matt wandered into the festivities. Great, thought Norman. As if this could not get any worse. Enrique and Matt stared at the vibrator on the table, at Chris touching himself, and of course at the main course, the nude Norman on his back on Will's lap on the sofa with an erection.

Matt: "Fuck, Enrique. I told you to get a move on. We've missed something, I think."

Enrique: "Well, we're here now. Drink your beer and get off my back, bitch."

Both Matt and Enrique had bottles of Corona, with limes.

Matt marveled at Norman's body. "He is so perfect. Look at his dick. Look at his NIPPLES."

Roger spoke up. "Will, I still want to suck Norman's nipples."

Then to Norman's chagrin, George showed up, chuckling. "Oh my God. Is that a VIBRATOR?"

At least George hadn't seen THAT thing used, Norman told himself.

Will: "Yeah you missed it. But I'll do it again tomorrow on the upper deck."

Like hell, Norman thought to himself.

Will rubbed the sunscreen into Norman's nude body and Norman had to admit this felt good. Will stroked Norman's hard nipples and told Roger that he could suck Norman's nipples tomorrow on the upper deck, after he had shaved Norman on the lower back deck at noon.

Norman thought again, like hell, although he realized he had already agreed to be shaved and if he balked, Will would put on his silent treatment act which Norman could not bear. He realized Will would just leave him alone in the hotel and go downtown and drink with his many island buddies. Norman did not want that.

Norman laid there naked. Will just played with his body while everyone watched. Norman felt humiliated but he was gratified that the hunky owner Chris couldn't take his eyes off him.

Norman kept wiping the precum ooze off his cockhead, which became a minute-by-minute task. He said, "When are we going to the pool? I still haven't seen it and I want to use the hot tub."

Norman didn't wait for an answer. He stood up and announced, "I am GOING to the pool." He kind of knew where it was because he had glimpsed it as they checked in, but he did not relish wandering around in the nude looking for it. The hotel was kind of a labyrinth and Norman was not sober at this point.

Will shifted gears and said, "Come on. Let's go. I could use a dip myself." The other guys murmured in agreement; they knew Norman needed a break. Alan excused himself and went to his room and jerked off, and so did Chris, and so did Herbie. The other men, led by George, followed in a line as Will led the nude, hard Norman by the hand to the hot tub/pool area, which also featured workout equipment and mirrors. Norman covered his genitals with his free hand as best he could, but it was obvious he had a full erection and that his nipples were aroused.

Will grabbed the vibrator on the way. The sunscreen he'd collect later, if it was still there. The little sex toy had been a big hit, and Will was determined to use it again (in another version) on Norman this weekend, although Will realized he would have to do some serious sweet-talking. Will wanted George to watch Norman's delicious contortions and squealing. He knew Norman would be mega-humiliated by a younger paralegal witnessing such a spectacle from a naked, older, well-known lawyer!

On the way to the pool, Will and the gang were pleased to see that a new boat had arrived, along with it five new guests at the hotel.

Norman was not happy with this development whatsoever. He felt like throwing up, in fact, when he heard a young Hispanic man ask, "Are they filming a porno here today? Look at that naked man. He has an erection. Look at him!"

His friend commented, "He's trying to hide it. Maybe it's just an accident. He is clearly embarrassed. Don't stare at people so."

The gang from the courtyard arrived at the pool area. There were a few guys hanging out there. Two men were nude. Norman was relieved to see that, believing focus would be now taken off him.

The two nude men did not have erections, however, and poor Norman's etection was a stubborn one, not subsiding in the least.

Norman quickly immersed himself in the pool, hoping no one noticed that he DID have a hard-on. 

DIdn't happen. Someone said, "that blonde guy has a full erection, the one that just got in the pool. You're not supposed to CUM IN THE POOL." Was that directed at ME? thought Norman. I have no intention ot ejaculating in this pool. For one thing, the water cas clear as a bell in this immaculately painted blue pool. Under this sun, semen would be spotted quickly. Why I am even thinking this, Norman wondered. He grabbed the edge of the pool to cover his erection. The onlookers still looked at him, but they were chuckling.

"Oh yeah. That's the doofus that's letting his boyfriend show him off. He's hot though. I think he is a fucking LAWYER."

Much chattering ensued.  Norman swam, or tried to swim. The pool was rather small. The water was cold. Norman's erection subsided. The pool was not deep. Norman waded over to its side and gazed at the pool area in total. The hot tub was to the left of the pool. No one was yet in the hot tub. Two guys in gym shorts pumped iron in an area with a canopy and free weights and some old work-out machines. Norman relaxed. He was concealed at last.

Will and his new friends made themselves comfortable with the familiar pool area and got comfortable, locating the fluffy towels nearby that the hotel provided. Chris traditionally set up an open bar at the pool area on the weekends, so Will treated himself to a drink, as everyone else was doing. The bartender was an elderly gentleman who'd worked at the hotel for decades. His name was Richard.

Will wandered over to his nude boyfriend, cowering in the pool, wide-eyed. "Do you want a drink,  Normy?"

Norman nodded.

Will got Norman a scotch on the rocks.

Alan appeared and he stripped naked. Will gave him the once-over, as did Norman. Alan had a very lean physique with no body hair except for pubes and underarm, and he had a surprisingly large dick and balls, and a generously firm hairless ass. Alan was not shy in this environment and he moved about freely. He went to the bar and ordered a drink and Richard was clearly interested in him. Will noted that Alan tipped Richard with a $5.

Alan was the first to get into the hot tub and he did so slowly so everyone could get a look at him. Alan sat on the edge of the tub with one foot in the water and the other on the deck, displaying his long, thin penis and low-hanging balls, and a good portion of his anus was clearly visible. Interesting, thought Will  He's certainly no shrinkinv violet. Is he an exhibitionist?

Alan, once in the hot tub, waved at Norman, across in the pool. Alan knew that if Norman were to get in the hot tub, he would have to display his "wares" all over again.

Norman just glared. He knew Alan had been supremely entertained by the vibrator incident, and, to add insult to injury, the kid had fondled Norman's balls for several minutes, in a very intimate fashion.

Will was giddy enough to strip. So he did. Norman watched as his lover removed his clothes. The dark blonde Will was a bit stocky and had a little bit of fuzzy body hair, but he had large pink nipples, overall defiInition and muscle and a very round tight butt. Will's penis was average but his balls were formidable. Will had always been comfortable with his physique, and this was appealing. The other men watched Will strip and they ogled him. Will joined Alan in the hot tub and Alan was more than happy to make room for Will.

Norman thought, I'd better keep an eye on Will. He's stoned and I think he likes this admiration he's getting from these drunk sluts. Maybe I haven't been giving Will the attention he deserves. He's put a lot of planning intto this weekend and he's paying for it and I know things are slow at his job. Norman felt a bit guilty and also a bit aroused, seeing his boyfriend strip naked in front of other guys and also seeing how many guys were staring at Will and commenting appreciatively.

So even though Norman was in no hurry to expose his own self again, Norman got out of the pool and took his drink over to the hot tub.

Norman of course got many appraising looks. He ignored them and carefully entered the hot tub.

"Oh look," said Alan, sarcastically. "It's the star of the day." Then Alan threw an arm around Will's shoulders. Will was sitting a bit too close to Alan, Norman thought. Norman sat on Will's other side and grabbed his thigh with his right hand. With his left, Norman sipped his drink.

Will immediately realized Norman was a bit jealous of Alan's attention. He smiled to himself.

"Isn't this nice?" Will announced to everyone. Alan tried to pull WIll closer. Will allowed it! Norman was pissed. Norman had been doing EVERYTHING Will had demanded and now Will was becoming a little whorish in Norman's opinion.

Norman examined where Alan's hands were. One of them was underwater. He located Will's penis. Alan's hand wasn't there. Better not be, grumbled Norman. Will jumped a tad. He was not expecting Norman to fondle him in the hot tub, at least so soon. But he allowed it. Will was in love with Norman; Alan was a weekend diversion. But Will had decided he would be in cahoots with Alan if it furthered Will's humiliation fantasies. Alan was very obviously on the same page and he wasn't exactly hard on the eyes.

MVP George got naked and this also was impressive. The blonde George had a smattering of chest hair himself and a very nice penis and balls, and a beautiful bulbous ass. Roger stripped and was obviously a natural redhead and he had a very similar physique to his friend George. George and Roger entered the hot tub, confidently naked. 

All these beautifful naked men were reminding Will of his fabulous salad days at this hotel when he was single.

Norman saw Will's very positive reaction to the new naked guys and fretted. Will wasn't touching him yet. Why was this? Norman rubbed Will's penis.

George and Roger sat across from Norman and Will, next to Alan.

It was obvious to Norman that the little slut Alan was fondling Roger.

Roger threw his head back and sighed. George stared at Norman.

George thought Will was more than attractive. Will's body was not perfect like Norman, but Will embodied it with flair. George liked that. Will's ass was very impressive to George because Will seemed not to know just how spectacular it was. It was an ass to bury your head in. George also liked Will's effortless wit.

To George, the Alan guy was OK, but way too thin for George. George liked some bulk and he also wasn't to guys who dyed their hair. George had fucked the physically fit Roger and liked him a lot, but to George Roger was old news and Roger was also a unreliable, shameless hussy and George knew he could fuck Roger again if need be. Roger was his fuck buddy, always available but also usually never on time, which George had little patience for, with anyone.

What George really wanted was to see the bubbly and sexy, wily Will humiliate the priggish but gorgeous Norman Ross again, especially with that sex toy. Roger had regaled George with the sex toy incident in a quick summary. ("It was incredible, that's all I can tell you. I'm sorry you missed it.") George also wanted to touch Norman's body somehow, most specifically Norman's penis, but he wouldn't mind fingering Norman's enticing asshole becase he knew Norman was phobic about this.

George also found himself longing to explore Will's body in similar ways. George had an enormous sex drive. Alan stood up and esposed himself. George did find Alan kind of interesting, if oddly sinister. Alan sat back down, having been looked at.

The other men at the hot tub hesitated to strip and enter the hot tub because it was full of hunks and the other men, clothed outside the tub, were either older, out of shape, or both. But eventually, the summer afternoon and alcohol won the day and the hot tub got full. Dan found room next to Norman and wasted no time going for Norman's dick.

Norman allowed this, because he felt sorry for Dan, who was a bit paunchy and drunk. Norman thought Dan had seen better days. Still, Norman would draw a line if Dan overdid it.

Will was amused that Dan was exploring Norman's body in the hot tub. He said nothing because Norman was now exploring Will's balls as well as his penis, albeit underwater.

Will loved it that Norman was jealous. Will felt someone's feet exploring Will's feet. He couldn't tell who it was. It could have been George, Roger or Alan, or even Matt. Will didn't care. He was stoned now. He wasn't drunk, but he was stoned, and the hot tub water was fantastic. He threw an arm around Norman's sturdy shoulders and pulled him closer. This was so much fun.

Norman started. At the same time his lover was pulling him close, someone else was trying to touch Will's penis! IT HAD TO BE THE WICKED LITTLE ALAN.

Norman glared anew at Alan, who looked at him with faux-innocence. "Do you want to say something to me, Norman?" Alan purred.  

"Yeah, I do. Get your hands off my boyfriend's dick," Norman growled.

"Oh, Normy," said Will, enjoying it all.

"OK, OK," said Alan, showing his hands in the air and rolling his eyes. Everyone laughed.

"By the way, MR. ROSS, I must thank you for the wonderfully undignified display in the courtyard earlier. You sounded like a horse being slaughtered, and as you thrashed about on the sofa, naked, you reminded me of an old Madonna video," Alan laughed  "Or bad 70s porn.".

Norman seethed. He thought, if I could murder this rail-thin little caustic bitch, I would.

Will chuckled at Alan's remarks, patted Norman's leg under the water and at the same time patted Dan's hand which was on top of his boyfriend's penis.

Will decided to say nothing. Let's see where this goes. We have to go to dinner soon anyway and I want to make Norman cum in front of everyone before we go to bed.  Otherwise, Norman will have serious blue balls. Will also thought, this Alan kid is a piece of work. Will realized Norman hated this Alan kid. Will would have to intervene if this escalated. Better not to LET IT escalate.

Will's stoned but ambitious mind kind of raced. Where should I make Norman cum in public? I mean, TODAY. Normy is obviously horny. He's playing with my dick in this hot tub.

And Norman has a BIG day ahead of him tomorrow, to boot, mused Will. Will was going to make Norman cum in public tomorrow as well. Poor Norman, Will giggled to himself. Norman was beginning to more aggressively stroke Will's penis and Will was getting hard.

Norman thought, I have to get Will out of this hot tub. He is starting to stare at George and George is definitely staring at him and me both. And it was obvious to Norman that the bastard Alan had designs on Will. This, I do not need. Norman's posture stiffened, and he said to himself: I will not do a threesome.

Chris appeared suddnely, totally nude. Chris had an enormous dick and balls to accompany his formidable chest. Everyone gasped as Chris entered the hot tub with a smile. "Hello, gentlemen," Chris said gently. Room for the naked Chris was made quickly, you can be sure. The older men in the tub blinked in amazement. The OWNER of the hotel was JOINING THEM, NAKED!!!!!

Chris was ecstatic at the collection of beautiful nude men in his hot tub. He could tell a lot of action was going on, or was about to. This type of thing is what made the hotel serious coin.

The new Hispanic arrival wandered to the hot tub with his companion and again inquired, "Are you sure they're not making a porno?"

His bland friend replied, "I don't see no cameras. Look, there's an open bar. Shut up with the questions and let's get a drink, OK?"

Chris laughed, and grabbed the first available cock underwater. Chris marveled. Tonight it was certainly a smorgasbord in the hotel.

But Chris had his eye on the lawyer Norman Ross, who Chris could perceive was completely out of his comfort zone. It touched Chris that the gregarious, lovable Will had discovered this blonde hunk. Chris had seen Will at play in the hot tub more than once. When single, Will had always laughed naked in the hot tub. He was laughing now naked in the hot tub. It gave Chris nostalgic warm feelings.

Chris observed Norman's hard nipples over the top of the pulsating hot tub water. Chris grinned at Will's happiness. All of this was so enticing. Chris liked smaller nipples than his own and Norman had them. Chris liked Will's butt. The entire staff did as well, it was a topic, especially when in the old days Will liked to prance around in a jockstrap. One of the houseboys had said, "It drives me crazy when he does that, especially when he goes up to the upper deck on the spiral staircaseshowing his hole in 3-D. Will was made to wear a jockstrap." Another houseboy had replied, "Wander by the Spanish Room around 2 a.m. If the lights are on, and the blinds are open, you'll get a show. There won't be no jockstrap, neither. He goes full throttle. He is legendary. But don't try to enter the room. It will be locked. It is purely a voyeur thing. He is an exhibitionst only to a degree."

Chris whole-heartedly approved of exhibitionism of this nature. And his staff adored it but they did not talk about it outside the hotel. That was understood.

This Norman Ross was naked, just like everybody else. Chris planned to jerk off again to Norman's photo. After all, he did have Will's permission. Chris wondered if he had any naked pics of Will. If not, he would have to rectify that. Chris finally began to notice just how hot the sweet, funny Will really was himself.

Chris realized: Norman Ross is the lucky one here.

Norman told Will, "Come on Will, I want to go back to the room. I have done everything you have asked of me so far."

Norman glanced at Alan, George and Roger. Alan and George stared in wonderment. Roger was getting stroked by someone and he was oblivious.

Will agreed to exit the hot tub, but he remembered to collect the $29 vibrator on the way back to the Spanish Room. Will had hidden it in a towel and he hoped no one had snatched it. 

Will and Norman left the hot tub, to disappointed groans. This time, Will was the one with an erection. He didn't even realize it, or care. He found the vibrator unscathed, collected his clothes (which had the key), and walked back to the room, naked. Norman had grabbed one of the fluffy towels and had wrapped it around his waist. He followed his cute, popular  boyfriend down the corridor.

On the way to the room, Will (and Norman) encountered a scruffy newcomer wearing typical beach attire. Will stopped dead in his tracks because the newcomer reminded him of Brian Tyler Cohen from YouTube, who Will adored.

"Is that Brian Tyler Cohen?" Will wheezed. "Oh fuck. Norman. That looks like Brian Tyler Cohen."

Norman sneered. He knew Will watched BTC a lot but he didn't think Will was obsessed with him. Will didn't obsess. And Norman had researched BTC and knew he was straight, so Norman knew that BTC was not exactly wandering around a gay hotel on Long Island.

The newcomer asked Will if he needed assistance. Will was naked, now with a semi, clutching things, and he said, "no, thank you, my boyfriend is behind me."

Norman simmered because this new guy, whoever the fuck he was, hadn't even looked at Norman.

The new guy said, "your boyfriend is a very lucky man."

Will fluttered. OH PLEASE, thought Norman. Are we going to the prom?

Will asked the newbie his name and made no effort to cover himself much. REALLY, thought Norman.

"My name is Brian," said the cute scruffy new guest. Norman scoffed, loudly.

Will shivered with stupid delight and Norman shoved him into the room eventually once he got the key,  as this Brian laughed.

"I'd keep an eye on that one," Brian commented to Norman, on his way out. "He's a goofy gus. That is one of the best butts of all time. I'm sure you know that."

Norman let his towel fall to the ground so he was naked. Brian barely noticed and began to make his exit, but he did say, over his shoulder to Norman, what is your ADORABLE boyfriend's name?

"William," announced Norman. "And we are married. BRIAN."

GOD, thought Norman. This whorehouse of a hotel!

"Willliam," Brian chuckled on his way out. "It fits him. He is delectable. Good night." It annoyed Norman that Brian had not inquired as to HIS name.

Norman entered the room, where he encountered the delectable William sitting on the bed, putting on clothes.

"Hey, old man," chortled Will. "Don't put anything on. We're gonna play one-on-one for a bit."

Will's stamina was incredible, but it was yet another factor in his arsenal of favor. And Norman wanted Will to himself for a few hours. Norman tossed the towel on a chair and stood there naked as Will finished throwing on summer clothes.

Will approached a suitcase and on the way fondled Norman's exposed cock and balls.

Will removed the coverlet from the bed and bundled it on the floor. Norman smiled, wondering what Will was up to.

Will said, "Get on the bed on your back."

Norman complied. Will pulled out four neckties from the luggage and began to tie Norman up.

First he tied Norman's hands to the four poster bed. Norman said, "What exactly are you doing?" Will had tied up Norman only once before--and he had tickled him. Norman hadn't hated that, but it was not something he looked forward to again.

"You're not going to tickle me, are you?" Norman stammered. "Not here." Norman knew he'd make maniacal laughing sounds that he couldn't control and that would embarrass him.

"Not in the conventional sense, baby," said Will, tying Norman's beautiful ankles to the bottom of the bed.

Will stood back to survey his handiwork.

Norman was tied spread eagled, naked, to the bed, flat on his back, exposing all of himself. Spectacular!

Will then returned to the luggage and rummaged around. He pulled out a circular object and what looked like a remote control. 

"W-w-w-what is that?" Norman croaked.

"It is a vibraing cock rink. It goes around your balls."

Norman groaned, "Oh, Will. These toys you brought out here."

Will llaughed, "Ain't they hilarious? You'll like this, or at least your EXPOSED genitals will."

Will fastened the cock ring around Norman's testicles and penis. It felt rubbery and firm at the same time. It was black.

Will stood back and aimed the remote control at Norman and switched it on.

The sensations were immediate on Norman. The cock ring actually seemed to vibrate, and it caressed the flesh it encased--in other words, Norman's balls. Norman squirmed. It was ticklish and maddeningly sensual simultaneously.

Will, satisfied, placed the remote on the table and raised the blinds of the window facing the hallway!

Norman protested. He did not want to be seen this way at all. He was spread eagle and naked and being teased by a vibrating cock ring and his private anus was again visible.

"Don't move," said Will, retrieving the remote. Will poured himself a drink and watched his nude boyfriend writhe on the bed. Norman's muscular body wriggled sexily. Will sucked on Norman's armpits and bit his underarm hair. This was one of Norman's weak spots, and coupled with the vibrating thing on his balls, Norman was beginning to babble. Will laughed, and stopped sucking on his boyfriend.

"I'm going outside." Will left the room and locked the door, giggling.

"Wait-waiiiittttttttt!!! Will, don't leave me exposed this way." Norman begged.

Will went to the adjacent courtyard and examined the remote. He was going to test its range. It had a lever to increase velocity. From 1 to 10. Right now it was at the lowest level, 1.

Will wanted to also see just how many guys would stop and take a look at Norman in his current state. He got a hint of this right away, as Dan, drunk, ambled down the hallway towards the Spanish Room, and stopped immediately at its window. Dan noticed Will sitting in the courtyard.

"What's up with Norman? He's naked again, and he looks like he wants to crawl out of his skin," laughed Dan.

Will raised the level on the remote to 2. "Look at his balls," he instructed Dan.

"Oh wow," said Dan. "Is that what's causing him to thrash around? And you tied him up!"

"Guilty on all counts," laughed Will, sipping his cocktail.

Dan grunted in approval. "This is hot. He's giving me the dirtiest look."

Oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, moaned Norman. It was fiendish, this device, and he was tired of the weatherbeaten Dan getting to see him naked, naked, and more naked.

But with the window undraped, Norman realized Dan would soon be joined by others and he yelled for Will to get back in the room.

Will raised the remote to 3.


"This is so funny," said Dan. "He's getting yet another boner. He's so fuckin' naked."

George appeared and saw Will in the courtyard and Dan at the window to Will's room. He also heard this:


"Hi George," Will greeted.

"What is going on?" asked George. "Where's Mr. Ross?"


George glanced at Dan peering into the window, and went to the window himself. He looked inside. Dan raised the level to 4.


George figured out what Will was doing after seeing a cock ring on Norman's body, and the remote in Will's hand. WIll is one clever dude, thought George.


"Oh, Mr. Ross, you'rte in a bind," George teased.


Norman moaned and writhed on the bed, he could not untie himself, and his penis was erect (again) and it was swaying like a metronome.

"Look at that asshole," gurgled Dan. "I mean, the actual hole, not Norman himself."

George laughed heartily.

But he felt concern for Mr. Ross, whose face was clearly visible. And he knew Will was going to have Norman exposed for a period of time this way.

"Will, the guys will take pictures of Norman through the window. I have an unused face mask in my luggage. Do you want to put it on Norman?"

Will was touched by this gesture. "Would you mind getting it? I think that is a good idea."

George hurried away and returned swiftly. Will gave him the key to the room. "You put it on him. It will humiliate him."

George grinned and eagerly accepted the key. He entered the room and Norman looked at him pleadingly. "Untie me, George. Please untie me."

"Can't do that, Mr. Ross, but I can give you a bit of anonymity." George waved the mask.

Level 5.


George put the mask on Norman's handsome face, thinking it a pity to cover up something so perfectly sculpted, but glad he could somehow protect Norman's identity from anyone nefarious. There was a lot of picture-taking going on in the hotel today.

To reward himself, George fondled Norman's nude body as Norman writhed. He touched his nipples, he touched his balls, and he rubbed Norman's wet piss slit with his thumb, applying pressure. Norman protested through the mask, but it was muffled. George just smiled at Norman and fingered Norman's asshole, finding his prostate and tickling it. George tented and he felt swoony. He never thought he'd get a chance to touch Norman Ross this way, or have him at his mercy, completely naked and vulnerable. Norman's skin was on fire.

George wanted to also verbally humiliate the helpless naked man. He said to Norman, "your hole is nice and tight and warm and your penis is very wet. I guess you like this attention, don't you, Mr. Ross?"

Norman glared at the young whippersnapper. Norman appreciated the mask, but Norman knew George was having a field day with his tied-up, violated, naked body, and this humiliated Norman, being fondled by someone younger who usually saw Norman in a suit in a working environment. Norman realized George knew exactly what Norman was thinking and that George knew exactly what he was doing to his aroused, nude physique.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, Norman let rip helplessly. The cock ring continued to tease his hapless testicles and by extension, hie penis. George laughed at him and touched his penis shaft. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

"Oooh, Will, George is touching your boyfriend," Dan reported. "Like, all over."

"It's OK. He deserves it." Will meant George, but he supposed this statement also applied to Norman.

But Will did get up to peer through the window himself. George was fingering his boyfriend. Norman's eyes were wide open and he was squirming. Will saw Norman was rock-hard and wet again.

George saw Will and pulled out his finger, leaving the room and locking it, figuring that's what Will wanted. He returned the key to Will and apologized for violating Norman. "It's OK," smiled Will. "The mask will save the day. Thanks for getting it."

Will watched Norman's discomfort and realized he also was hard. He didn't want to obscure anyone else's view--that was the point after all--so he returned to his drink in the courtyard. George and Dan remained at the window.

More men wandered down the corridor. Will did not recognize them. The observer Will really wanted was Alan, because he knew Norman would become super-agitated if Alan appeared at the window and saw Norman in this condition.

"Anyone seen Alan?" Will wondered aloud. George grinned. "He's working out. I'll go get him."

Good ol' George, thought Will. He would refrain from raising the level to 6 until his new hotel  friends returned.

The new men heard Norman's moans and went to the window. There were now three guys plus Dan staring at Norman in the throes of stimulation, naked in the Spanish Room.

"What the hell is happening to him?" asked one.

"Vibrating cock ring," answered another. "They're torture."

"Look at his dick," said the third. "Part of him must enjoy it."

"It'll get you going, don't get me wrong."

Dan offered, "His boyfriend over there on the couch has the remote and he's been playing with it."

The three men laughed and congratulated Will, even though one of the newbies muttered "brutal," and his companion agreed, saying, "sadistic."

Will waved at them, smiling. 

Will heard George and Alan's voices coming down the hallway from the lobby. George sure works fast! Will was psyched to hear Alan laughing hysterically. "You're kidding!!!" Alan was almost screaming.

Alan appeared, with George. He went to the window and said "excuse me, I know this man and I may be able to help." George nudged his way in as well. SInce Alan and George were hotties and they knew how to use that, the other guys staring into the window made room.

Alan stared into the room and burst into laughter. "HI NORMAN!" he yelled.

Norman wanted to just die. ALAN. Fuck.

And George was back too.

Will did level 6.


"I want that remote," said Alan. He told George to get it from Will. George sheepishly approached Will, who was laughing his ass off on the courtyard sofa.

"Will," George said, "Alan would like to borrow the remote."

Will laughed harder and handed George the remote. "Tell Alan to go slow."

George giggled. "I will." George took the remote and went back to the crowded window of the Spanish Room.

"Alan," George said, "here is the remote. WIll wants you to use it gingerly."

Alan surveyed the remote and saw it was on 6 but that it went up to 10.

"YOO HOO, Norman," Alan jeered at the writhing naked man in the room. "Looky what I have."

Alan dangled the remote in front of the window so Norman could see it.

Norman literally screamed. "YOU LITTLE BITCH FUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Alan shoved the remote to 7.


Someone gave Will a joint. Of course. It was Chris, who was wearing a robe.

"You have outdone yourself," said Chris. He strolled over to the window of the Spanish Room.

Will smoked and listened to Norman's wails of pleasure and embarrassment.


Alan continued to dangle the remote in front of the window so Norman could see it.



Level 8!


Chris looked into the room. WOW, he said. The Spanish Room would never be the same after THIS.


Level 9.


Alan considered Level 10. George. watching him, said to Alan: "Are you sure?" Norman was flailing about like a fish on a dock. But it was fun watching his erection bounce around. and his asshole twitch.

Alan replied: "Norman called me a bitch. I really don't like that terminology. He has to suffer accordingly."


Norman screamed and thrashed.


Then, Norman began to pee on himself. 

This was the most severe "shivers" ever!

All the observers stared. A few men looked away.


A stream of urine flowed out of Norman's erect penis and splattered on Norman's gorgeous chest. Norman's eyes resembled those of a character in a cartoon. Along withi this, it appeared Norman was hyperventilating.


Will came to the window with the joint to watch his nude boyfriend pee on himself, as he had never seen this before.

Chris followed him and chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll bring you new sheets myself."

Will laughed. "I'm glad I removed the coverlet from the bed. I wondered if this might happen."

Chris said, "Seems you think of everything."

Will smoked and watched Norman pee. The urine would stop and then it was start again, although the subsequent gushes were gradaully just quick dribbles. Still, the damage had been done. Norman was engaged and as red as a firecracker.

But he continued to thrash about and his erection wobbled erotically.

Alan dangled the remote in front of Norman, smiling.

The level remained at 10.


Norman saw Will at the window smoking a joint and was apoplectic that Will was allowing this debauhery to continue. Through the mask, Norman said evenly. "Will, I DEMAND you come in here."

Will returned the joint to Chris and said, "Guess I'd better. I've been SUMMONED." He took the remote from Alan, thanking him, and went to the room, and opened the door. He put the remote on the table.

"TURN IT OFF!" Norman screamed. "I've had enough. You've had your fucking fun. Look what you did."

Willl lowered the remote to 1 but it still whirred.

"Turn is OFF COMPLETELY! " Norman yelled.

Will ignored Norman and went to the bathroom, returning with a wet washcloth and a towel.

He gently wiped Norman off, then untied him.

Norman, naked but absolutely furious, stumbled over to the window, which was still populated with amused onlookers including Alan, Chris and George, and lowered the blinds and yanked the drapes closed. His erection bobbled. Norman yanked the cock ring off himself and threw it on the ground. Then he removed the mask and put it on the table. Norman had an idea he'd be needing the mask again.

He stood there, nude, completely humiliated, and heaving with embarrassment and fury.

Will poured himself another drink and softly said, "Wasn't that fun? You sure entertained a lot of guys today, baby."

Norman seethed and grabbed one of the fluffy towels from the pool area that was thrown on a chair. He wrapped it around himself and sat down, and said "Make me a fucking drink, you asshole."

So Will did. A strong one, with no ice.

Norman downed it. "Another." 

Will chuckled and poured. This booze was going to hit Norman very quickly, he knew.

He handed the drink to Norman. "You might want to slow down. That is a lot of hooch for you, Norman."

"Shut up, William," Norman growled. "I am really pis--uh, MAD at you."

Will burst into laughter, and gradually, Norman began to chuckle.

Will noted that Norman's nipples were stick hard. He went over to test waters. He fondled Norman's hard nipples. Norman threw his head back. The booze was kicking in. 

Will's mind raced with ideas. "Why don't we go back to the pool, Normy?"

Norman blinked. "After that display? I can't show my uh, face."

Will reminded Norman that he'd worn a mask fror most of his "ordeal."

Norman scoffed. "Nice try. But they all knew it was me and you know it."

Will said, "You should show them that you're not bothered by peeing on yourself."

There was a knock on the door. "It's Chris. I brought you clean sheets."

Will said, "See, Norman. It's already history. LIghten up."

Willl admitted Chris, who carried sheets and was, startlingly, completely nude.

Chris grinned, "See what kind of a trend you boys started. Here's some sheets."

Will smiled and took the sheets from the naked owner of the hotel, thinking Chris' timing could not have been better. Chris even proudly sported a semi-erection.

Chris left the room, providing the couple with a glorious view of his amazing backside and even more amazing ass. As Chris strolled down the corridor of his hotel, Will and Norman heard him say to someone, "Yeah. It's hot today. Lots of shenanigans already. I'm going bare ass if no one minds."

The person replied, "Beautiful! NO ONE MINDS!!!" It sounded like Dan.

Norman said, "Gosh. OK, I'll go to the pool."

Will smirked. He heard a tiny whirring in the room. Oh, shit. The cock ring on the floor. He found the remote and turned it off, then put the cock ring on top of the TV, next to the anal vibrator. He was amassing quite a wonderful collection of gadgets, he thought.

"Those will stay IN THE ROOM, Will," commanded his boyfriend.

"Yes sir," said Will, who had something else in mind for Norman.

The gym. The gym with mirrors. Will just hoped there'd be others at the pool area, especially Norman's new nemesis, Alan. And Will found he had a sudden hankering to see George again, naked. And Will also longed to see this Brian guy naked. Brian had run off somewhere. Will supposed he was at the beach, or a bar, or a restaurant.

Will grabbed the bottle of scotch. He could outdrink an entire saloon if need be and he knew the cold water of the pool would keep him sober, especially after devouring two peanut butter and jelly bagels. Will also remembered that this time of day, Chris usually had Richard set up a nice little sandwich buffet at the bar.

"Hurry, let's go," he told Norman. "There will be food."

Norman was admittedly ravenous. "OK." He got up, a little wobbly, and said, "Get me my key."

Will attached Norman's key around his wrist, since it was attached to a rubber bracelet. "It is on your wrist, Normy."

Norman nodded. Will decided he'd strip at the pool. He made sure he had his own key, and the young men left the Spanish Room for yet more adventures at the hotel.

At the hot tub/pool/gym area, here's what greeted Will and Norman:

Alan, in the pool, naked.

Brian, in the hot tub, naked.

Chris, just standing around, naked, carefree, still with a semi. Chris had a glass of white wine in his hand.

Dan, clothed, drunk and just taking it all in.

Enrique and Matt in matching caftans, at the open bar, being served by Richard.

George, disappointingly, in a swimsuit, sunning himself.

Roger, beside George, in a jockstrap, sunning himself. NICE, thought Will. A jockstrap looked good on Roger.

Gerard and Phillippe, in swimsuits, wondering if they should strip naked or just watch everything.

There was one man, in workout attire, using the gym. Will did not recognize him. He was built and handsome and he was in serious, focused workout mode, using a Nautilus machine to work on already impressive pecs.

All this thrilled Will and instantly made Norman anxious, because as they entered the area, all eyes shot to Norman, and the chuckling began. Norman tried to ignore it as Will led him by the hand and told him to get a sandwich from Roger.

Will immediately went to the hot tub and standing beside it, took off his clothes. He was pleased to see Brian watching him keenly.

Once naked, he walked over to Norman and yanked off his towel, taking it back to the hot tub.

Everyone laughed.

Norman had a plate in his hand so he was too late to stop being stripped (again). He walked over to the hot tub and sat on the chair where Will had thrown his towel. Norman devoured a roast beef sandwich, nude.

Will decided he was hungry too so he went back to Richard and requested  a roast beef sandwich. "I'll tip you later, Rich," said the naked Will, and Richard told him to forget it.

Will went back to the hot tub and got in. He would eat his sandwich in the tub. It was just a finger sandwich anyway. Will had grabbed hotel cups and he put both those and the scotch on the table beside the tub.

Will wolfed down the food and told Norman to get in the tub. Brian's body could not really be seen completely due to the pulsating water, but Will noted he was slightly hairy and quite well prorportioned, if compact.

Alan, Will knew, was quite well proportioned himself. 'Hey, Alan," Will winked. 

Alan smirked, watching Norman, nude again, enter the hot tub with trepidation.

"Did you fix your bladder problem?" Alan asked Norman.

Norman said nothing. Brian laughed. He had heard about Norman's "mishap."

Will observed the hunk in the gym working out. He hoped either this guy, or someone else, would be in that makeshift gym for at least the next hour.

The hot tub was fantastic on a day like this. Brian stood up and asked Will if he could have a shot. Brian's equipment was small but he was not in the least self-conscious and Will found this sexy as hell.

"Of course, help yourself," said Will. Brian got out of the tub. He had a mighty fine ass, if a bit hairy, and he glistened under the sun. He got quite a few appraising looks. Brian poured himself a shot and got back in the tub. "Thanks," he said.

"You're more than welcome," Will flirted. He saw Norman was fidgeting with jealousy.

Norman's nipples were still hard. Will imagined that Norman was about to explode from blue balls, due to the events of the day up to now.

"What are you guys doing for dinner?" asked Brian.

Norman replied, abruptly, "we have no plans as of yet."

"Then please join me, on me," said the relentlessly pleasant, wonderfully nude, scruffy Brian. "All of you."

Will wasn't going to let Norman's newly sour demeanor fuck up a free dinner in the village. Dinner in the village wasn't cheap. "Thanks, we'd be delighted."

Under the water, Norman kicked Will's leg. Alan noticed, but let it go. Free dinner! Alan was an actor, and currently unemployed.

Roger came over in his jockstrap. Will told him to pour himself a shot. "I love your jockstrap," Will cooed. Another underwater kick.

Roger poured himself a shot, and removed the jockstrap. This was the first time Will had seen Roger naked--wasn't it? At any rate, Roger looked great in the nude. And he knew it. Roger eased into the hot tub with his shot of scotch and sat next to Will. Too closely next to Will, for Norman's liking. Norman was across from the others, somewhat isolated. It was Roger, Will, Brian, and Alan on  one side, and Norman on the other.

This changed when George, now spectacularly naked, joined them in the tub. He had his own booze. He sat next to Norman. "Hello, Mr. Ross, how are you?" said Norman.

"George, stop calling me 'Mr. Ross'. Norman is fine," sighed Norman. He was a bit startled to feel George's thigh so close to his own, and more startled when he felt George's hand on his knee. But since Will was flirting like no tomorrow, Noman decided to allow it.

The Adonis-like Chris glanced at his hot tub with beaming approval and requested another glass of wine from Richard. RIchard poured the glass, staring at his naked boss' perfect physique.

Herbie appeared. He said to Chris: "All the rooms are ready, Mr. Chris."

"Thanks, Herbie," said Chris. 'You can take the rest of the day off."

Herbie squealed and requested a drink. He received it and sat down on a beach chair, surveying the scene. He waved at the hot tub in general and most of the naked guys in the tub waved back. Everyone adored Herbie.

Chris found that his semi was becoming more than that and decided to put on a towel. There were groans, which amused Chris, but Chris thought it prudent to set limits.

Herbie announced that he was going to work out. He took off his shirt, leaving him clad in cutoffs. Herbie had a smooth, cute little muscled body.

Herbie began to left weights in front of a mirrored wall.

George watched Herbie work out and moved his hand down Norman's leg. Norman whispered to him, "what are you doing?"

George said nothing but he did not remove his hand, which was pretty close to Norman's genitals.

Norman allowed the hand to remain where it was. George noted that Norman's nipples were erect as fuck.

Will knew George was fondling Norman. He also knew Norman was uncomfortable but defiantly allowing it since Will was being flirtatious.

Will gingerly felt up Roger on  his left. Roger giggled. Will felt Brian's hand on his penis. Will giggled.

Alan, no dummy, knew what was going on, and he said to Will, "can I have a shot of your hooch?"

Will had another bottle in his luggage, and even if they ran out, there was a liquor store in town. "Please. And can you refill me?" He handed Alan his cup.

Alan got ouf of the tub, naked, and Will felt himself stiffen as Norman stared at Alan's body.

Alan got out on Norman's side, and his penis came close to Norman's face. Norman's reaction was priceless to Will. It was a mixture of revulsion and lust.

Alan poured drinks and carefully re-entered the hot tub, reclaiming his seat next to Brian.

Brian was now fondling Will with abandon under the water. Will was fondling Roger with abandon under the water. Alan drank and decided to fondle Brian with abandon under the water. NO ONE EXCLUDES ALAN GODSEY, thought Alan Godsey. Gee, though, mused Alan. Brian's penis is really small.

Brian found Alan interesting and attractive, and since Brian was a location scout for Netflix out here on business, he thought Alan might turn out to be a useful contact, since Alan had told him he'd done a few television shows and had been in an off-Broadway play that Brian actually had heard of. So Brian allowed Alan to touch him. Everybody else in the tub was doing it!

Norman glared at the four whores on the other side of the tub, one of them his boyfriend. What the hell, thought Norman. He began to touch George's penis, which electrified George. This was beyond George's wildest dreams.

So of course George touched Norman's penis, which George found was rock-hard.

George was rock-hard himself in record time.

Roger was not hard. Booze did that to him. Will's touch was nice, though, and Roger did not want him to stop.

Will was getting hard. Brian was playing with his slit. Evil!

Brian was almost hard.

Alan was only semi-erect because no one was touching HIM but he was turned on by Brian's stiffening little cock.

Just then Dan, naked and drunk, splashed into the hot tub. He had to claim the bench at the back because Norman stretched out to fully occupy the bench holding him and George.

All erections suffered, except for George and Norman, who actually both got harder.

Chris watched the "shenanigans." Hotel horndogs. His bread and butter.

Will was enjoying the goings-on in the tub, but he was beginning to notice that Norman was getting a little too cozy with George.

It was time to humiliate Norman again. Will glanced at the makeshift gym. It was still Herbie and the hunky stranger.

"Norman," Will said. "It's time for you to work out in the gym."

"What?" asked Norman. "Work out? What gym?"

"The gym over there," Will motioned with his head. "Where Herbie is."

"I don't want to work out right now," Norman complained. "Leave me be."

Will firmly said, "You WILL work out right now. Get up."

Norman recognized Will's tone, but he did not want to stand up. He was completely erect.

Will was also hard but he didn't mind being seen this way. He stood up and left the tub and stood in front of it, hands on hips. "Get out of the hot tub. You've played around enough. You need to pump some iron."

Alan laughed.

Brian wondered what would happen next.

Norman was stubborn but he was aghast that Will would show himself off so openly with an erection.

Will glared at Norman and said, "Get out."

Norman moaned and took his hand off George's penis, much to George's consternation. But this is Will's show, thought George, so he resigned himself to what little thrills he'd had all day with Norman Ross. Besides, George thought, it might be fun to watch Norman work out, because George knew Will was going to make Norman work out naked.

"Go ahead, Norman," said George. " I think you should do as your boyfriend asks."

Alan agreed. "Absolutely. You're looking a bit flabby."

Brian laughed because this was absolutely not true. Norman was not flabby in the least. But Brian joined the chorus because he knew Norman had already been humiliated all day and he had missed most of it, and he wanted to see Will in action; word of Will's machinations had spread like wildfire.

Brian also detected an arrogance in Norman that he wanted to see brought down.

Brian said, "Yeah, NORMAN. Go work out. We'll hold your seat."

Roger said nothing. He regretted Will abandoning his dick.

Dan just sat in the tub, drunk, enjoying  himself.

Chris saw the naked Will standing near the tub with what looked like a hard-on, and his hands on his hips, and Chris wondered what was up. Then he saw Norman stand up, fully erect, covering himself uselessly with his hands.

"Bring your towel, come on," barked Will.

Norman, a bit tipsy, lifted himself out of the hot tub with the aid of the railing and quickly grabbed the towel, wrapping it around himself.

Will was pleased that Norman was complying. He grabbed his own towel and covered himself and was further pleased to hear groans of disappointment.

Will led Norman by the hand to the gym area. Herbie greeted them with enthusiasm. The original gym rat lifted weights, saying not a word.

Will yanked Norman's towel off him, exposing his hard-on, and told him to sit down on the Nautilus and "work on those flat-ass pecs."

The Nautilus faced the entire pool area. This would be quite a sight.

Norman balked. Will placed the towel on the seat of the Nautilus pec machine. It covered it completely and draped over each side.

Norman was shoved by Will onto the seat of the machine. Will adjusted the weights. "OK, go on," giggled Will, amused greatly by the sight of the nude Norman, fully erect, sitting on the seat of a workout machine.

Norman began to use the machine, feeling more than a little ridiculous.

Anyone in the pool area could not take their eyes off this, because this was not something you saw every day--a gorgeous naked man with a perfect tan line, a perfect body, a perfect erection, working on his pecs on a summer afternoon, clearly embarrassed and being humiliated by his equally hunky boyfriend, who was a foot shorter.

Herbie stopped his own workout, took a step back, and chuckled. "Yum," he said. "Just...yum."

The original gym rat stopped his own workout and arched an eyebrow. He stared at what Norman was doing.

Norman felt his muscles stretch and he felt very exposed. Even if he had been alone, he would have felt very exposed. But he was decidely, NOT alone. He was being ogled, lustily, by over ten men at the very least, and the specimen that was Chris, who was drinking wine and grinning at him.

More guys wandered into the pool area and the first thing they noticed was: naked Norman.

Will made Norman do a set of ten on the pec machine, which took a lot of wind out of Norman's sails since Norman was a little drunk and also stoned. Norman wished his hard-on would go away, but it remained stiff.

Then Will made Norman go to the free weights and work on his biceps. IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR. This, Norman despised. He saw himself completely naked and erect lifting weights in front of a goddamn mirror while everyone watched him, laughing at him.

He heard comments: 

"Look at that ASS."

"You should see his ASSHOLE. He has no problem showing it."

"He peed on himself wearing a cock ring. It was gruesome, but funny."

"When he peed on himself he was yelling like a whore."

"Look at his COCK."

"Look at his BALLS."

"Look at his FACE.  He's red. He's HUMILIATED."

"His boyfriend is HOT."

"I can't believe the short one shows his boyfriend off like this."

"The naked guy working out? Oh, he's a LAWYER. I think he must be DRUNK."

"He's sweating. He's EMBARRASSED. I love it!"

Much giggling, chuckling, chortling, you name it. Everyone was taking it all in and having fun at naked Norman's expense.

Norman finished with the weights and announced, "I am done with this shit."

Norman stalked back to the hot tub. He poured himself a shot, and rejoined George, who was happy to sse him return.

Alan and Brian grinned at Norman.

Alan said: "Enjoy your workout? We sure did."

Dan came to life. "I've never seen anyone work out buck naked with a hard-on. Today is a DAY OF FIRSTS!!!!!!!!! Thanks, Norman Ross."

Norman  was dismayed that Dan had retained his full name, believing that Dan was so sloshed that this would be unlikely.

Guess not, thought Norman, ruefully.

Will, nude, with a drink, and still hard, got back in the hot tub, and Norman was not pleased to see Roger and Brian allow Will to sit in between them again.

Will winked at Norman and began to fondle Roger under the water. This time, Roger got hard.

Will decided to explore Brian's little compact hairy body. He caressed Brian's taut abs and then strayed down to Brian's crotch. Oops. Brian's crotch was occupied. Will leered at Alan. "Hi Alan," he chuckled.

"Hi Will," Alan cracked.

Brian just enjoyed the attention. Dinner would certainly be interesting. Brian decided he would humiliate Norman Ross at dinner verbally. Brian was a pro at this.

Norman felt George's hand on his erection. Norman sighed. Norman really wasn't into the orgy concept. But out of solidarity, he began to fondle George, who was rock-hard under the pulsating waters of the hotel hot tub.

Herbie stripped naked and got into the tub. Herbie was uncircumcised and well-endowed. Will had never seen Herbie naked and he was impressed. Herbie sat on the other side of Norman, who made room for him.

"My my my," said Herbie. "The gang is certainly all here." 

The gym rat came over. He was now nude. "Is there room?"

The guys said, of course, but they hoped the gym rat, as hot as he was, would wind up next to Dan, who basically occupied a bench to himself. The gym rat got the hint and splashed in, sitting next to a suddenly ecstatic Dan. 

"I'm Felix," he announced. Felix, thought Will. This guy is not a Felix.

Felix told Norman, "I enjoyed your nude workout. That took guts."

Will told Felix, "You could do it. Your dick is much bigger than Norman's."

This provoked laughter from everyone except poor Norman.

"No way," said Felix. "It takes a lot for me to even get naked in a hot tub."

Dan wondered if Felix would let him touch his penis. He decided not to press his luck.

But then to Dan's surprise, he felt Felix' hand on his penis.

What a happy happy day, thought Dan.

He found Felix' penis. It was indeed large.

The other guys beamed at Dan. Perhaps Dan would get laid tonight!

Will said to Norman, "Norman, let's go back to the room."

Norman gratefully agreed. He wanted only to be with Will now.

Will and Norman left the hot tub naked and with erections. Chris went over to Will and said, "You guys can have Monday on me. No way you're leaving on Monday."

Will responded, "I am off on Tuesday, but I don't know about Norman."

Chris said, " I don't care about Norman. I just want YOU out here on Monday. Come by the office."

Will was extremely flattered. This was a big deal at the hotel. He said, "Thank you Chris. I will."

Chris patted Will's naked behind. Will thought he would cum.

But he did not, because Norman grabbed him and pulled him back towards the Spanish Room. Will was naked, Norman was naked, and Norman had decided it was time for them to take a nap.

Brian chirped, "Dinner at 7. Meet me back here at 6:30!!!!!!!!!"

George was deflated. But he was realistic. "Am I invited to dinner?" he asked Brian.

"You certainly are, be here at 6:30," said Brian, who found George quite enticing. 

Brian otherwise left this dinner invite opaque. He had an expense account, but a Netflix expense account was not without limits. Brian wanted Will, Norman, George, Brian, and Roger for dinner and he began to try to convey that. He did not want Felix and Dan, or Herbie, but he would include Herbie if necessary. Brian did not think Chris would include himself in Brian's dinner invitation, but he would most certainly include him if need be.

Will and Norman collapsed on the newly made bed. They napped. Will had set the alarm for 6:00 pm.

When the alarm went off, Will grabbed the shower first because he knew Norman would hog it.

Will emerged from the shower. Norman grabbed him. Will said, "Hurry up, we'll do this later. I am starving." Norman, in a good mood, laughed and threw hmself in the shower, singing "Singin' in the Rain." It was their favorite movie. Will dressed in a new summer ensamble, sat down, and smoked weed.

Norman emerged, naked. He looked better than ever. He wasn't erect, and for Will, he did not need to be. Norman motioned for the pipe and he took a big hit.

Will thought to himself, Norman is the most perfect thing ever. But he still wanted to humiliate him.

Perfection should be humiliated, thought Will. He watched as Norman dressed.  Norman put on tighty whities, new beach slacks, sandals and a new white shirt, which Norman unbuttoned just so, showing off his neck and the top of his tan chest. The shirt was also almost see-through, so Norman's nipples were somewhat visible underneath the fabric. It was a good choice for a night out at a beach restaurant.

Wow, Will thought. Norman is selling it.

Will also thought, OK, fine. You wanna show off. Be careful what you ask for, baby.

Let's go.

It was 6:15.

At the pool waiting for them were Brian, Alan, George and Roger. All four were dressed for dinner at the beach.

Will and Norman appeared and Norman's shirt got appraisal. Norman demurred, saying "I couldn't wait to put it on."

They all laughed, but Brian's wheels were turning.

The restaurant was called Bay Top, and it was high-end. On the way in, Brian informed the maitre'd there would be a seventh man joining his party for dinner. "His name is Reece, he's a Black man in his thirties. He will ask for me by name."

"Very good, Mr. Turner," said the maitre'd.

Once seated, they were promptly served water by their waiter, Ian, a cute, tall, young blonde guy.

Ian gave them menus and asked for drink orders. Just then Reece showed up. He was handsome, well-built and very well-dressed.

Brian intorduced him and Reece sat down on Brian's left. Roger had taken the seat on Brian's left and George had taken the seat at the end of the table. Will sat across from Roger, Norman sat across from Brian, and Alan sat across from Reece.

They all ordered cocktails. Brian said "Order whatever you need. I'm on a generous expense account since technically I'm working."

Ian left with the orders and conversation began, beginning with mundane chit-chat about the island and the glamour of this restaurant, which was on an upper floor and had a stupendous view of the bay, which was now at sunset. It was beautiful.

Drinks arrived swiftly. Ian was very efficient.

Will looked at the menu. Whew, these prices. He saw Bay Top offered one of Will's favorite dishes and one not easy to come by: mustard glazed chicken breast stuffed with wild rice and pecans. A no-brainer order.

Other orders rangd from steak (Norman) to fish (Reece). Brian, Alan, George and Roger followed Will's lead and ordered the chicken.

Ian confirmed the chicken as a good choice. "It's my favorite," Ian confided.

Ian took the menus and disappeared but in minutes he returned with salads.

As the men ate the (very good) salads, Brian began his onslaught.

"So, Norman, I'm sorry I missed your all-day nude marathon at the hotel," Brian chuckled, a bit loudly.

A few heads turned.

Norman said nothing but he took a sip of his cocktail.

Reece asked Brian what he meant.

Brian said, "Norman has apparently been flouncing around completely naked at the hotel from the minute he arrived."

Reece laughed and took a look at Norman, who was beginning to squirm. "Well, isn't the hotel clothing optional?"

Brian said, "Well, yes, but most men don't WALK AROUND THE CORRIDORS NAKED before they're even unpacked."

Will dove in. "Oh, he was unpacked."

Laughter. At Norman's expense. Norman drank.

Alan giggled. GIVE IT TO HIM MORE, Alan winked at Brian, who winked right back.

Ian had overheard and made a point to refill all their water glasses, slowly.

The guys continued to savor their salads and drinks.

Brian went on: "I mean, the minute I myself finally met Norman, he dropped his towel and stood there NUDE in the hallway talking to me as if it were the most NORMAL thing in the world!. I didn't evdn know his name. I myself had JUST CHECKED IN."

Reece said, "I bet you loved that. I bet he looks superb naked."

Will said, "He does." 

Ian patted Norman on his back. "Another drink, sir?" Norman nodded.

Brian continued, "Well, he has a nice body, yes, but I just thought, give me a minute to acclimate before you HIT ON ME."

Will said, "He hit on you?"

Norman said, "I did not. My towel fell." It sounded lame.

Norman tried to explain, because the restaurant had become rather hushed. "We'd just come from the pool. You were nude too, Will."

Will remembered and chuckled. "Oh. Yeah. But I got in the room right away, and you stayed outside."

Norman said, 'I didn't STAY OUTSIDE. I was having a conversation with Brian."

Reece chimed in, "NAKED IN THE HALLWAY."

Brian laughed, "NAKED IN THE HALLWAY."

Norman repeated, "My towel fell." It sounded more lame the second time. Ian arrived with Norman's drink and Norman took a big gulp because people were looking at him.

Brian shut up and finished his salad. The ball was rolling. He decided to save his best stuff after the entrees.

"Tell us more about this naked marathon," urged Reece.

Brian: "Oh, I will. But let's have dinner first."

Norman groaned, and drank, and glared at Will. Will just shrugged. George and Roger chuckled. Alan had an erection. He was chomping at the bit to see Norman eviscerated by Brian.

The guys finished their salads and Ian brought the entrees, which were incredible.

There was little conversation during dinner, as most of the men had serious munchies of one kind or the other. Norman ate very slowly. He was in no hurry to hear Brian's upcoming "recital."

But then the entrees were consumed, and over more drinks and coffee (all the men declined dessert), Brian went in for the kill.

"Welllllll," said Brian, regaling the audience at the table, and elsewhere, "I was told that Norman went to the back deck NAKED and lay down SPREAD EAGLE on a chair and got HARD and allowed PICTURES to be taken. All this before NOON."

Reece gasped.

Alan: "I missed this part too. But I heard you could see EVERYTHING. And that Norman was the only one NAKED."

Norman drank, and said nothing. Will just sat there nursing his own drink.

George and Roger smiled, since they had seen this in real time and were enjoying reliving it. They were also enjoying Norman's current humiliation as well. Norman was turning red.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaand, after that, Norman decided to go to the courtyard, STILL NAKED, and he made Will stick an ANAL VIBRATOR up his ass while he lay down on Will's lap on a sofa. Men came by and watched and a houseboy took a picture."

Ian poured more water and then brought out cocktails "on the house."

Ian began to give Norman once-overs every time he reappeared.

"He didn't make me do that," said Will. "It was my idea. It cost me $29 with tax."

This provoked a roar of laughter at the table, and from a few other tables.

Reece asked, "What did this SEX TOY do to Norman?"

Alan: "OK, I can answer that. He drove him nuts. He was thrashing about like a porn star and he made these whinnying noises. It was actually funny to see a GROWN MAN, NAKED, with a VIBRATOR STUCK UP HIS TAIL, WRIGGLING ABOUT LIKE THAT IN BROAD DAYLIGHT. I'VE SEEN MOVIE WHORES WITH MORE DISNITY AND RESTRAINT. HE WAS DOWNRIGHT WANTON!"

Alan punched his PEARL-CLUTCHING words home and there was a lot of giggling in tthe restaurant.

Norman thought it best to ignore all of this. He drank.

George and Roger exchanged glances. Brian and Alan were ganging up on poor Norman. Hilarious!

Reece was enthralled. He was staring at Norman and asked him, "Why did you let your boyfriend do this to you in front of strangers?"

Norman struggled for an answer and then meekly replied, "We're on vacation?"



Brian: "That's what I heard. Everybody who saw it was talking about it and I think the picture HAS BEEN WIDELY CIRCULATED.."

Will: "There are no pictures of that. It happened, but I did not allow pictures of it." Will, of course, knew Herbie had snapped a close-up of Norman's anus, but the houseboys usually did not share these things with the guests.


Alan: "Any one who witnessed it doesn't need pictures. It's something you don't see too often, a NAKED LAWYER BEING ANALLY STIMULATED IN PUBLIC."

Norman muttered, "Enough." He drank.

Alan then said, "But there is a picture. It's a close-up. I have it. Do you want to see it?"

Will cursed Herbie for breaking the rule

Reece: "Why sure, I'd love to."

Alan brought out his phone and producedd a vivid color closee-up of an apparently naked man's anus with a red object stuffed inside it.

He gave the phone to Reece, who showed it to Norman. "That your ass?"

Norman feigned ignorancce. "Sorry, that could be anyone. It certainly isn't me."

Will said, "Norman's ass is furrier."

Brian: "I guess I'd say the same things. Then, and this next part I sadly missed because I was on the beach, but the many conversation I've had abou it have been so DESCIPTIVE I feel like I WAS there, I heard that Norman got tied up on the bed in their room and had Will open the window so everyone could see he had on a COCK RING and he was NAKED...."

Reece: "Norman seems to LIKE BEING NAKED ALL THE TIME."


Reece: "What happened? DId he cum?"

George tried to help Norman. "No. He did NOT cum. He peed."


Ian poured more water.

Reece: "He PEED?!?"

Brian: "All over himself, from what I heard."

Will drank. He could feel the rage from Norman's face like it was a heating fan.

Reece: "How embarrassing!!!!!!"

Brian: "Yes, but he did it anyway. Apparently he just can't control his own body when he is exposing himself in the NUDE."

Alan laughed. "I had the privilege of using the remote control on him. I ratched it up to the top. You should have seen him. He was HARD and his cock was bobbling back and forth. You could also clearly see that his NIPPLES were hard, and you could clearly see his ANUS."

Ian brought more drinks. He could see into Norman's shirt and he saw that Norman's nipples were small but they seemed to be quite hard.

And he took his time serving them. He was grinning ear-to-ear. He winked at Norman, who just glowered at everyone in humiliation.

"After that, Norman still wasn't satisfied that we'd seen enough. He came out to the hot tub naked. I was there for that. And he went over to the gym and WORKED OUT NAKED WITH AN ERECTION."

Reece: "He certainly has stamina."

Norman: "Thanks for dinner. Come on Will, we're going to a bar."


Norman got up and grabbed Will by the arm and led him away. Will waved at the table. "Great dinner, Brian, thank you. We'll see you back at the hotel. Remember, tomorrow is SHAVING DAY."

The other diners applauded as Norman stormed out of Bay Top, dragging his smirking boyfriend with him.

"Well!" said Brian. "I seemed to have struck a nerve."

Alan laughed, "Norman is so SENSITIVE. And trust me, that was Norman's ass. I got it from the houseboy."

Reece: "Send iit to me. I want to see him COMPLETELY naked. What is 'Shaving Day'?"

George explained.

Reece: "Can I come watch this? What time is it tomorrow?"

Roger giggled. "High noon. On the back deck."

Brian: "Just text me when you're outside. I'll let you in."

Reece ordered another drink. Ian asked Brian: "I've to the back deck many times. I'd like to attend this event as well. I'll bring a bottle of wine."

Brian gave Ian his phone number, grinning and proud of his effective storytelling abilities.

After dinner, back at the hotel, around 8:00pm:

Brian, George, Roger, Alan and Reece are in the hot tub. Reece has been admittted as Brian's guest. This is not an uncommon practice in the hotel, as Chris believes it promotes his business.

Will and Norman are nowhere to be seen.

"Where do you think they went?" asks George.

"Norman said, a bar, so a bar, I think," replied Roger.

"Mr. Ross is drinking a LOT today," said George.

"Wouldn't you?" laughed Alan. "He's been seen NAKED all day long with a HARD-ON, everyone knows his last name and everyone knows he's a lawyer."

Brian giggled. "I LOVE IT."

Reece: "I think you boys better ease up. That man was royally pissed at the restaurant."


Reece looked at Alan quizzically. Brian patted Reece' knee. "It's OK. Alan is an actor."

Reece: "Oh. I should have known."

Just then, Will appeared with a bottle of scotch, still wearing his dinner clothes. He greeted his new buddies and took off his clothes and hopped into the hot tub.

"Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," said Will. "I love this as it gets darker."

"How is Norman?" asked George.

"He is mad at all of us," answered Will. "I put him to bed."

"Which bar did you go to?" asked Alan.

"Ice Palace. Norman screamed at me. No one paid him no mind. There was a drag show."

"What did he scream?" asked Brian, genuinely interested.

"Frankly, I just turned off my mind, to be honest with you. I told him all along that I was going to show him off this weekend, and before we came out he kept saying, don't tell me more, don't tell me more, just surprise me, blah blah blah," Will babbled. "And so I did and so I have."

Reece: "You like humilating your boyfriend."

Will: "Yeah. It turns me on."

Reece nodded. He liked this Will.

Will offered shots to everyone and they were accepted.

When it was obvious everyone was a bit sloshed, Will leaned forward, conspiratorially, and said to the other naked men in the hot tub:

"Listen. If you are still up, come by the Spanish Room around 2:00 in the morning tonight. If there is a light on, look in the window. I am gonna make Norman masturbate on the bed, naked of course."

"Do you think he'll do it?" asked Roger.

"Do you think he CAN do it, is the question," offered George. "He's been knocking 'em back all day."

"Yes," said Will. "I do on both counts. He had a steak for dinner. He went to bed with an erection. He's been stimulated all day long. I asked him if he wanted me to jerk him off but he just fell asleep. He'll wake up in a few hours, woozy but horny. I've been with him a year. I know how he operates. Come by the room if you're up. This will make what you've seen so far look like Disney. Norman is electrifying when he jerks off naked, he really gets into it, especially if iI give him directions. I will arrange the blinds in the window so he won't know there's voyeurs outside. Norman doesn't know that room, especially in the wee hours. I know that room well, and I've played this scene myself. I've set an alarm for 1:45. Come by and look in. Just don't talk. If he hears voices, he might not do it. And guys, NO PICTURES .If one pic is taken I stop it. Not everything has to be recorded. Norman has been a good sport so far, so let's continue the fun.I'm not gonna put a mask on him."

Reece fretted: "I don't have a room here."

Brian: "You DO tonight. And you can just get up in the morning and go to Shaving Day directly."

Reece: "OK. Thanks, Brian. I am looking forward to all of this. I want to see your boyfriend naked, Will, I hope you don't mind me saying that."

Will: "Are you kidding? That's the whole point!"

They all laughed and Will poured more shots.

There was some fooling around in the tub. Brian got a bit handsy with Will but Will was afraid Norman would wake up and come out and see this, and ruin Will's humiliation plans, so he reluctantly fended off Brian, who was becoming increasingly more interesting to him.

"I'll give you my phone number," he told Brian. "Tomorrow. I'd better go to the room."

"Don't forget guys," Will said as he climbed out of the tub to  lustful stares. "2:00am."

Will grabbed his clothes and the booze and left.

"I think I would rather see Will masturbate," said Roger.

There were murmurs of agreement.

Then, all of them all at once: "BUT WE'LL TAKE NORMAN!!!!"


Will's cell phone alarm. Why? was Will's first, very reasonable thought. He found the phone and shut it off. Oh, he remembered.

Norman grunted and rolled over in the bed.

Will got up, nude, and adjusted the blinds of the window. On the inside of the room, it appeared they were closed. But in actuality, on the outside of the window, you could clearly see in without any trouble. Will had done this more than once, but to make sure, he threw on shorts and quietly went outside and peered in the window.

Yep, you could clearly see the bed, and Norman, under the covers on the bed.

Now, he had to not only wake up his groggy boyfriend, but set him up for further humiliation.

Will re-entered the room and lowered the covers so that Norman was exposed. Norman's dick was flaccid. Will set about to rectify that. He knew how to get Norman hard. Start with the nipples, move your way down......... 

And he sure did. Within three or so minutes. Norman opened his eyes and smiled. A good sign. "Will," Norman whispered. Norman surveyed his nakedness for what felt like the hundredth time that day. "Is that window closed?"

Here is the test, thought Will. Everything hinges on how the next few seconds go down.

"Norman, look at it. The blinds are clearly closed."

The only light in the room was from the bathroom, where Will had left the door open. It was more than enough light for Will's purposes.

"And there's no lights on anyway," Will fudged.

"Ungggghhhhhhhh, I had too much to drink," Norman drawled, but he let Will continue to fondle him. Please don't mention the drapes, thought Will. If he wants the drapes closed, showtime is cancelled. But Norman's grogginess was clouding his head and he wasn't being analytical. And, his boyfiend was playing with this body, expertly.

"I can't believe I can get hard," Norman chuckled. "Geez."

Will laughed along with his hot naked boyfriend. He heard footsteps outside and watched Norman to see if he had also. It appeared he had not. Good, thought Will. Will glanced at the clock: 1:52a.m.

Out of the corner of his eye, Will could make out a figure looking into the room.

Time to get the show on the road, thought Will. Will was shirtless and he made sure Norman saw him that way. He knew Norman worrshipped his chest.

"Norman, wake up. I want you to masturbate for me. I'm horny."

Norman lay flat on his back. "You're just insatiable. Give me some lube, then." Nofman actuallly loved it when Will made this request.

Will's heart leapt. He had the lube ready and he put it on Norman's penis and balls, which were beginning to come to life.

Will said, "I'm gonna sit in the chair and watch."

Norman replied: "You want me to put on another show."

Will: "Yes, baby. A special hotel show."

Norman: "I think I should I put on the mask. I don't trust that window." Don't look at the drapes, Norman.

Fuck, cursed Will, but he thought, better not push my luck. "I'll get it for you, but no one can see in and your concerns are misguided."

"Fuck my misguided concerns. Get me the mask if you want me to do this."

Will retrieved the mask and put it on Norman's gorgeous face.

A shame, thought Will. But anyone watching this knew who the naked man was anyway, so what the hell. There would be NO mask-wearing tomorrow, thought Will. He would fight Norman tooth-and-nail on it.

Norman began to stroke himself, languidly, and Will, sitting close to the window, heard more footsteps, and very low whispering. Norman did not seem to notice. He clearly wanted to cum after all the day's excitement, understandably.

Norman got rock hard and his balls tightened. Will heard a gasp from outside and said, "My, it's getting windy outside."

Norman was in his own erotic world, as Will had predicted. He stroked his penis, and he even played with his nipples, because he knew Will loved that. Norman stroked with one hand, up and down and over his cockhead and slit, and he used his other hand to fondle his balls.

"I want you to play with your asshole," said Will.

"OK," slurred Norman, and he abandoned his balls to do so. Norman didn't like doing this, Will knew, but he'd do it for Will.

Norman fingered himself and stroked. Hie nipples were obviously erect. He was quite a naked, private sight indeed.

Will heard shuffling outside and glanced at the window. There were at the very least four men looking in. Let's see, that would be: Brian, Alan, George, Reece. Or maybe four total strangers. Until tomorrow, Will would not know. Norman most likely would never know.

Then Will knew Brian was there because he heard him whisper: "He has no idea he's being watched."

Someone chuckled. Then Will heard more footsteps. A fifth man. He heard Roger's voice.

The window was large enough to accomodate a fifth man, Will knew.

Norman stroked and fingered his anus. He began to moan and writhe on the bed. 

"Yeahhhhh," someone outide whispered.

"The wind is picking up," Will said.

"Ohhhhh," Norman moaned. "Oh, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum, Will."

"Do it baby," said Will "Writhe around and make your sex sounds. You know it drives me wild.". 

Someone outside suppressed a laugh.

"That wind!" exclaimed Will.

Norman groaned and pulled on his penis.

He ejaculated. It was a ton of sperm. It went all over Norman's gorgeous naked body.

Someone outside whispered, "Fuckkkkkkkkk that was hot."

Norman abruptly raised up on his elbows. "IS THERE SOMEONE OUTSIDE THIS ROOM?"

"No, Normy, it's the wind," said Will, and he went over to Norman and calmly smeared Norman's semen into his hot tan chest. He pushed Norman back on the bed. 

"You can go back to sleep now," said Will. "I'm gonna go back to the hot tub for a few minutes. Thanks for the show. It was top-notch as always. Here, let me remove the mask."

Norman, spent, collapsed back on the bed, and Will covered him up. Will poured himself a drink, took the shorts off, and collected his key and a towel, and left the room. 

Outside were the original invitees to Norman's show: Brian, Alan, Roger and Reece. Along with them was the gym rat, Felix.

"Shhhhh," said Will. "I'm going back to the tub. Norman is done for the night." 

Will was naked because he was just holding the towel in his hand. The others followed Will to the pool area, silently, admiring Will's butt in the courtyard lights.

Norman, in the room, went to sleep, thinking: I've been played again.

And he had a dream about Shaving Day, in that it was covered by CNN and Anderson Cooper and Andy Cohen kept demanding closeups of his anus.

"If we wait long enough, shit will come out of it!" Andy Cohen yelled, drinking out of a bottle of Tito's. Andy Cohen was referring to Norman's anus!!!!!! In the dream, Anderson Cooper grabbed the vodka bottle and drank half of it, and Andy Cohen called Anderson Cooper a shameless alcoholic and grabbed the bottle back from Anderson Cooper and Andy Cohen sat on it and loudly complained that it had ripped his pants and that he knew the nanny of his adopted child was stealing booze from him. Anderson Cooper produced a flask and drained it on camera, not giving a fuck anymore. Andy Cohen also screamed that HE was "the REAL HOUSEWIFE!, CAN'T YOU SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Andy Cohen then reminded everyone that he knew Madonna, and Meryl Streep, and that HE WANTED MORE TITO'S.

In the hot tub, in the real world, everyone there laughed, fooled around, and drank too much. Chris came out at 4 a.m. as was the norm, and told the guess, with apologies, that the night was over and the pool area had to be locked up for tthe night, but would reopen at 7:00 a.m. Everyone stumbled to a bed.


Will got up and held his head in three hands.

"Fuck me," said Will. "Where am I?"

Will looked around. "Oh yeah. The Spanish Room."

Will looked at his sleeping boyfriend, who was lightly snoring. He whispered to him, "Honey. I'm going to the village to get us breakfast. I'll be right back."

Norman gurgled and buried his cute head in his pillow.

Will got dressed and left the room with his key.

No one was around.

Will strolled down the boardwalk. His destination: a tiny breakfast shoppe called "Marvin's."

There were early risers already there. Will was known at Marvin's. He ordered two breakfast sandwiches and one order of breakfast potatoes, and two large coffees and a cold Coke can for Norman. Marvin, the owner, said to him:

"Hot time in the old town tonight, I'm hearing. Here, have a couple of muffins."

Will paid, smiling, and went back to the hotel.

Once back inside the hotel, Will encountered Richard, who was also a carpenter as well as a bartender.

"Breakfast," said Richard.

Will gave Richard a blueberry muffin, wrapped in a napkin, with butter packets. 

Richard pinched Will's penis through his shorts.

Will went to the Spanish Room.

It was 7:30 a.m. The seagulls were flying over the courtyard and wondering who was going to feed them.

Will went into the Spanish Room, where Norman was coming to life. When Norman got a whiff of the coffee, he sat up.

"Give me that NOW," he commanded. "I cannot describe the dream I had. It involved television personalities."

"Who?" Will asked. "Betty White? Mary?"

Norman snorted. "There was a Mary."

Will served his nude boyfriend breakfast in bed: a breakfast sandwich (egg, cheese, bacon on Marvin's special roll), a large coffee, and half of the potatoes on a plate.And Norman's cold can of Coke.

The food was demolished in minutes. Will made himself a plate and also vacuumed it all up. He also drained a bottoe of orange juice he 'd stored in the fiidge. There were two left, but Notman preferred soda at breakrast

The other muffin was for the seagulls, and the ducks in the bay.

Norman stretched. "Where'd you get that food? Holy crap. That was really good."

"Marvin's.  They do a decent lucch, too."

Norman got out of bed, wonderfully naked. "I'm hitting the shower."

Will nodded.

Norman, with food in his system again, gracefully and sexily made his way into the bathroom, and closed the door, which amused Will.

Norman took long showers, but in the middle of this one, he emerged, wet, and asked Will to retrieve him a Fleet enema from his luggage.

Will did as requested, highly turned on and amused.

Norman resumed his shower, singing Liza Minnelli songs.

They both loved Liza Minnelli and had watched "New York, New York" multiple times. "Her most  underrated performance on film," Norman had declared several times.

"Normy," Well shouted through the shower, "I'm going to the back deck to feed the seagulls."

"OK honey!" Norman shouted.

Will left the room and left it unlocked. He was wearing a T-shirt and shorts. He did pour himself a little wake-up shot before he left since he's just eaten a rather substantial breakfast and he'd had coffee. Will was not known as a coffee drinker.

When Will got to the back deck with the seagull muffin, he was pleased to see that hehad it to hmself. It was a gorgeous day. Not a cloud in the sky.

You had to know how to feed these gulls.

And Will did.

He parsed the muffin carefully. The gulls circled around as Will threw crumbs into the bay.

Will knew that when a leader gull sampled food, it would caw to its friends that theree was food.

A leader gull swooped down and ate a bit of muffin. It then gave the go-ahead, and eight or ten more gulls flew in, seemingly out of nowhere, as Will tossed more muffin into the water.

They gobbled it in tandem, a lovely scene.

To Will, this was almost as good as sex. He threw more muffin in, for the ducks. The ducks were afraid of the gulls. A few of the braver ones paddled over and had some breakfast, which made Will think he should have ordered another muffin just for them.

A mother duck led her four duckling sin s straight line to be fed. Will had just enough left for them.

Will heard a voice. It was, uh, who? Will tried to clear his head, which frankly still felt like a basketball.

It was Roger.

"Ouch. We're up early," said Roger.

Roger was wearing only his famous jockstrap. Now, THIS is the way to feed the birds, thought Will. GOD, ROGER LOOKED HOT.

"Hey, Roger," said Will. It was getting warm, so Will took off his shirt.

Roger carried a bottle of orange juice. He sat down on a bench.

Will thought to himself, "If I wasn't committed to Norman, I'd be on top of that in a second." AND I STILL MIGHT.

Roger smiled and said, "it's shaving day." Roger had a louf of Wonder Bread. He began to ball up pieces of the bread and the gully and dicks quacked and cawed happily as they ate.

All types of birds now began to descend from the sky of the Great South Bay.

They swooped down in the "restaurant" and had their food.

Will laughed, "it is SHAVING day, YEAH. He's in the shower, er, getting ready." Will told himself not to elaborate.

Roger drained his orange juice. "Are you drinkin' yet?" he asked Will.

"Yeah," Will replied. "You want a shot?"

"I'd love one," said Roger.

"Don't move," said Will. He hastily went back to the room. ROGER ROGER ROGER. OVER AND OUT. SLOW DOWN WILL YOU ARE ALMOST MARRIED MARRIED MARRIED.

It was 8:00 a.m.

Will grabbed what was left of the scotch, realizing he'd have to make a visit to the liquor store later. He took another cup and the bottle to the back deck.

Roger and his jockstrap hadn't moved. But now there was another man: George.

Fine by me, thought Will. GEORGE. THIS WAS TEMPTATION CITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

George was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. Huh?

Will sat down the booze and realized there were only two cups. "George, I don't have a cup for you. Go get one from the little kitchenette." 

George left and came back with a porcelain coffee cup. Good enough, thought Will.

Will poured. The three guys sipped. Since the well-built, redheaded and levelheaded Roger was the most fleshily exposed, the focus naturally was going to be on Roger. So Roger was blushing a bit.

Roger said, "Guys. It's a jockstrap. I couldn't find my shorts and I wanted to get some air. It's such a fine morning."

Will responded, "It certainly is a fine morning for a jockstrap. But why don't you remove it? You're gonna get a weird tan."

Roger laughed: "I'm not Norman. Norman has far more balls than me. It's too early to parade around the hotel in the nude. For me, anyhow."

George admonished: "Roger, you are the biggest tease ever."

Roger said, "I am NOT. You can't say that about me, George."

George said to Will: "Roger has danced naked on top of a bar in the East Village. tO A 19-MINUTE MADONNA MEDLEY. ON A CROWDED SATURDAY  NIGHT."

Roger: "I was drinking Jaeger! Shut up, George."

Will was fascinated at the dynamics between these two fuck buddies who obviously had a lot of affection for each other. He'd pay to see them go at it in bed.

A thought raced through Will: I WANT TO FUCK BOTH OF THEM. Norman would not allow himself to be fucked. "Give me more time," he'd say. Will knew that Norman was punishing Will for being a carefree little slut before they'd met. Will didn't think this entirely fair, but he understood Norman's position. And Norman was otherwise sexually adventurous, clearly.

Roger said, "I'll be right back." He got up and left the back deck. He returned minutes later wearing gym shorts and a Madonna T-shirt.

Oh well, thought Will, making a mental note to pick up some Jaegermeister when he visited Lucille at the village liquor store. He hoped Lucille would be stoned enough to give him a discount. She usually was, and therefore did, since she always told Will if he wanted to switch, she lived on Baywalk and the door was always unlocked.

By now it was 8:30 a.m.

No one had mentioned Norman's masturbation show, until George said, "I enjoyed Norman's performance, Will."

Wil laughed. "Thanks. I don't think he remembers all of it."

Roger laughed. "Don't worry. We do.".

Will said he'd better check on his boyfriend, and he reluctantly left Roger and George.

Back in the Spanish Room, Will found Norman smoking weed.


Will smoked weed with his nude boyfriend. Not a bad way to wake and bake on the beach on a Sunday morning.

"You up for Shaving Day?" Will just jumped into it. "Let's hit the hot tub first."

"OK," said Norman. Not a protest in sight. Good. He'd had at least one morning cocktail.

"By the way," said Norman. "About last night.........that masturbation you had me do......"

"Norman," Will laughed. "That was last night. Let's go to the hot tub." To Will, this seemed a sensible response.

Norman put on a T-shirt and baggy shorts and agreed that the hot tub sounded pleasant. He allowed Will to pull himself out of the room, and he forgot his key.

Fuck, thought Norman on the way out. I forgot my fucking key.

In the hot tub at first were only Will and Norman. Eventually they were joined by Reece, Brian, Alan, Roger and George. All men were nude.

Brian "congratuled" Norman on his "midnihte show." "I loved it when you played with your nipples," said Brian. "A lot of guys won't do that."

Geoge "And his asshole. That really turned him on. Me too."

Reece: "He sure gave it to himself, that's for surre."

Norman blanched. They'd all seen him masturbate--to orgasm!!! It was those drapes!

"We have to cancel the shaving, Will," Norman turned to WIll. "They've all simply seen too much of me."

Will calmly took a sip of scotch. "We're NOT cancelllng Shaving Day. It's been planned too long. Everybody's seen too much of everybody. You're not exempt. Grow up."

Norman fumed. "But you said the window was closeed."

"He didn't lie to you," Alan drawled. "The window was closed. The blinds were slightly open. You should have checked. You wore a mask, so you were slightly concerned. But because of your laziness, we got to watch you put on a little show. Don't blame it on Will."

Norman cleared his throat. "I don't need your fucking ass opinion, Alan."

Alan laughed. "I love how your balls bounce up and down when you jerk, and your titties flex. Hot stuff, Mr. ROSS."

Then Alan led a gossipy litany amongst everybody except Will and Norman about Norman's masturbation  performance. Words like "titties, "nipples" "cock", "balls" "anus," "hole," "moan, "semen," flew back and forth fast and loose partnered with gestures and staccato laughter.

Norman's face burrned. "I CAN HEAR THAT, YOU KNOW."

Brian turned to Norman and deadpan, said, "WE KNOW."


Wil was just laughing at the whole thing and enjoying Norman's frustrated humiliation at the realization he'd been watched by at least five guys outside the window at 2:00 in the morning, masturbating with abandon, naked. It was small comfort he'd worn a mask. They knew who was and they knew his full name.

Eventually it was 10:00 a.m. and the guys who hadn't eaten announced they were heading for some breakfast. This left Will, Norman, Alan and George.

Dan joined them, sober for once. He was in a pensive mood and said little.

Alan: "So how does Shaving Day commence?"

Will: "I will bring him out to the back deck, Naked."

Norman groaned.

Will: "I iwll have set up a table with a bowl of water, a can of shaving cream, a pair of clippers, and a disposable razor. I'll have a towel. First I'll turn him over and shave his asscrack. He doesn't have but one or two hairs back there but I figure since his asscrack has been so popular I'd give ie one more dance under the sun."

Alan giggled. "Delightful." Norman shot daggers at Alan, who batted his eyes back at him.

Will drank a ahot, pleased at Alan's enthusiasm, and continued: "Then I'll roll him over on his back and have him put his hands behind his back. l will  trims his armpits. So this won't take long either. I'll use the clippers first, and then to make them really smooth, I'll put on cream and shave them totally bare. As bare as when he was eight years old."

Dan said, "That's sexy. I like that."

Norman reddened and looked away at the pool, where Herbie was taking a dip in a speedo.

"Then?" asked Alan. He was enjoying Norman's discomfort at these descriptions.

Will said, "Then ther's nothing left but Norman's groin. You've seen that he manscapes his pubic hair. No hair is around his penis at all. BUt I'll have to trim his scrotum, which will be delicate. I'll use whatever instrument is appropriate for the task. And volia, Norman will be as bare as a baby!!!"

Alan asked: :Have you done this to him before?

Will: No! This is the world premiere.

Alan: We're all so honored to be the first to see MR. NORMAN ROSS stripped COMPLETELY.

Will: I never thought of it that way, but I guess you're RIGHT!!! He won't have NOTHING on. He'll be TOTALLY COMPLETELY.................

Dan: NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dan, Alan and Will:  NAKED NAKED NAKED NAKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Herbie came over to the hot tub. "Who's naked? Oh, you all are."

Dan: "No Herbie.. Get in and we'll explaain."

Herbie removed the speedo, and Will re-explained the logistics of Shaving Day.

Herbie grinned. "Wouldn't miss it! Looking forward to it, Norman?"

Norman: "I just want their little game to be over as swiftly as possible so they can go back wo watching Spongebob."


Norman got out of the pool and took a dip, which shut them up a bit.

"He's soft," mused Herbie. "How big is he soft, Will?"

"About six."

Alan: "Impressive, I have to admit."

Will: "I have no complaints."

Norman decided to fill the time between now and noon by working out. IN A TOWEL. He wrapped the towel around himself and did every availabe exercise under the canopy. No one disturbed him. It was a prime beach day; everyone was at breakfast, at the beach, or simply strolling around the bay or the bars (which opened at 9:00a.m.,some even earlier).

This ate up about an hour of time. At 11am, Norman decided to take another shower when he saw the hot tub was practically full with tha chatty Brian and Alan among them. Dan had shown up, relatively sober, but he merely sat nearby, not getting in the tub. Norman did not sse Will anywhere.

Norman grabbed his clothes, not wanting to put them in on in front of the other guests. He walked back to the Spanish Room with a towel in one hand and his clothes in the other.

Dan followed Norman.

The room was locked, and Norman rememberd he'd left the key in the room. He knocked.
No answer. He called out Will's name. Nothing. Norman cursed, and dropped his clothes to he floor, putting on the towel.

Dan appeared and grabbed the towel off Norman. "Six inches, huh?" Dan peered at Norman's crotch.

"Dan, what the fuck? II'm getting dressed."

"Why? You're gonna be naked again in an hour." Dan grabbbed the towel and Norman's clothes and ran off, laughing.

Norman was naked in the hallway again. He looked frantically for anything to cover himself. Nothing. He heard men approaching. One of them was Chris.

"Oh, thank God, Chris," said Norman. "I'm locked out. Can you let me in?"

"Sure, let me go get the master key," said Chris. "Don't move." Cheia' companion was a houseboy Norman had seen but not met. The houseboy was very young and he was leering at Norman.

A minute passed. Then five. Then ten. Several men walked by and giggled at Norman's predicament. They were all new arrivals. Norman covered himself with his hands.

One man recognized Norman. Another lawyer, Borden. "My stars, Ross, where are your cloothes?" Borden also glanced at the young housseboy.

"Borden, uh, I got locked out. They're getting the key."

Borden chuckled. "I hope so," and walked on, laughing.

Norman's heart sank. Borden was one of the top lawyers in town. Now he'd be pegged as a pedophile.

Chris strolled back with the key. "Sorry it took so long. This hasn't happened in a long time."

Norman felt stupider than ever. Chris opened the doorr but said, wait.


Chris had his cell phone. I always take  a picture of guys who lock themselves out. From the neck down, of course, a full one from the back. Let's do your back first.

Norman did not want to be a  bad sport after Chris' assistance, so he allowed both pictures to be taken. Then he fled into the room amidst Chris' and the houseboy's chuckling.

Norman was sweaty. He jumped into the shower. While there, he heard the door open and Will saying, "Yoo hoo! I've booze and shaving stuff!!!"

Norman thought: Booze=good. Shaving stuff=bad.

Norman exited the bathroom to see Will in his summer clothes unpacking bags. He pulled out another bottle of scotch and a bottle of jaegarmeister (which puzzled Norman, neither of them drank that sfuff). Plus shaving cream and disposable razors and assorted snacks.

"For shaving day, I'm going to have to tie you up," said Will. "You shouldn't be moving around as I shave you."

Norman ssid nothing. It was 11:45 a.m.

"Don't bother getting dressed," said Will. "You wlil walk out naked just like yesterday."

"Not even a towel for my entance?" protested Norman. "At least give me that, Will."

Will softened. "OK, you can wear a towel when you enter. But it comes off in seconds."

"Thanks," said Norman. It was something.

Will announced he was going to "set up" the back deck and would "collect" Norman in five minutes. Will put items in a bag and left the room, unlocked.

Norman located his key and put it on his wrist.

It was 11:54 a.m.

Will returned, rather grim. "Steel yourself, Norman. It's SRO on the back deck."

It was 11:59 a.m.

"Come on," said Will. "Let's go." He took Norman by the arm. "You look beautiful, Normy. Just look at yourself in the mirror."

Notman made himself look. He did look spectacular. He also looked like a deer caught in the headlights. He put on a face mask.

No one was in the ccrridor and all the rooms had their doors closed. When they got to the door of the back deck, this is who Norman recognized: Brian, Reece, Alan, George, Roger, Felix, Dan  Richard, Herbie, Chris, the young houseboy from the hallway, Borden (!), who was with his silly young intern whose name Norman could never remember,Enrique, Matt, Philippe, Ian the waiter*(!), Jerry (the otheer waiter!), other Bay Top male staff, Alex, Bill, and Gerard. And miling about where at least a dozen guys Norman had never seen before, young and old. Everyone had on shirts and shorts and everyone had some type of drink.

Well over thirty men. Not a cloud in the sky. This would be the most complete, total exposure yet.

Norman felt nauseous.

The chair for the shaving had been set in the middle of the deck. It was covered with a cushion. Will  had already tied his neckties to each of the four ends of the chair. A small chair and  small table sat on one side. The table contained a bottle of scotch, a cup, a can of spray sunnscreen, two cans of shaving cream, electric clippers, and disposable razors. And a bottle of aloe.

Wil led his towel-clad boyfriend over to the chair. Some of the observers had chairs; most of them were standing.

Will told Norman to lie down on his stomach  Perspiring already because he heard giggling, he whispered to Will, "there'a a kid over there with Chris." Will replied,  "He's 13, don't worry." Norman thought the kid looked much younger than that. The kid was staring at him. Theis kid was going to see him naked. They ALL were going to sse him naked (again).

Will tied up Norman quickly, and then removed the towel slowly.

Norman was nude on the back deck. Murmuring began and pictures were taken. Will announced, "You can take photos of Norman from the back, but once he turns over NO PHOTOS ARE ALLOWED."


Everyone agreed, but this did nothing for Norman's anxiety. Borden was watching this. And why are all these Bay Top employeeshere? Who was running Sunday brunch today? Then Normam remembered Bay Top had a considerable amount of part-time female employees.

Will began Shaving Day by spraying Norman with sunscreen all over his back but liberally on his tan-lined ass, explaining "I love his tan line, don't you?" This gave Will carte blanche to play with Norman's buttocks a bit. Norman closed his eyes as he realized what was being exposed and that people were watching him being intimately touched by his lover..

Then Wiill simply opened Norman's buttocks wide to show "only two or three little blonde hairs. Can everybody see?"

Eveybody shuffled over to take a look,and a picture. Norman's anus was explicity exposed under sun again. Ian took five pictures from different angles and announced he was doing so.

"This is low-rent stuff," said Borden to a friend. "Do they pay these models to display themselves this way? Norman Ross over there, the naked man, is a corporate lawyer."

The friend couldn't answer. George overheard, "Norman isn't getting paid. He's fulfilling his husband's fantasy. A lot of that goes on here. It's pretty vanilla, usually."

Borden watched  Norman's ass being fondled and, now, shaved, by the shorter blonde hunk next to him. "That the husband?" Border asked Chris.

"Yes," said Chris. "They're very close."

Borden harrrumphed. "I should hope so."

Will shaved Norman's rump gently and he did it twice. For a finale, he said he had to make sure no hair fell into places it shouldn't go, and he fingered Norman's anus, which got  murmurs of approval from almost everybody. Norman grit his teeth and held the chair, refusing to squirm. This made his fine backside show off every muscle and turned on everyone watching.

"Are you as hard as I am?" Jerry asked Raoul, his Bay Top co-worker.

Raoul: "I shot a load already. Those pictures don't do hm justice. But thanks for sending them."

Will finished off Norman's back by applying aloe lotion, partiularly to the asscrack he's just bared.

Norman's scrotum was partially visible underneath his pelvis and several onlookers took closeups of that.

"Time to turn over, baby," chirped Will, as he began to untie his nude, humiliated boyfriend. The crowd began to get eveb more animated.

Norman dreaded turning over, naked, with every fiber of his being

"Go on, turn over," taunted Alan. "Yeah, turn over pal," teased Brian. "I want to sse you turn over, too, son," said Reece. 'Turn over!" wailed the 13-year-old  "Make him turn over!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


Norman reluctantly turned over to applause, and turned beet-reddder. At least his cock was flaccid. Will tied him up spread eagle within seconds. There were many gasps.

Will thought, "I hope Norman can get through this. I have never seen him more embarrassed."

Immobolized, Norman lie down under the sun and closed his eyes. After Chris' speech he was not concened about photos anymore. And he did have on a face mask anyway.

Norman's nipples, never really soft, began to perk up. His balls hung low and his asshole was slightly visible. Hie long, dry beautiful penis hung lazily to the side of his pubic hai, on his left legr.

Will repeated his ritual of sunscreen because it gave him an excuse for the crowd to watch Will touch Norman's incredible body wherever he saw fit. He rubbed Norman's chest and nipples, telling Norman to relax, and he rubbed Norman's feet and legs and thighs, and then he really rubbed Norman's cock and balls and pubes and all of  Norman's cherished tan line.

Norman opened one eye to locate the 13 year old kid. He saw him, distrssingly close next to Chris, eyes bulging and looking directly at Norman's large penis, with its every contour exposed in the sun. Norman shuddered in humiliation, wondering if Borden had noticed the youngsster watching all this.

"Now THAT is devotion," someone blurted as Will "applied sunscreen."

Will paused for effect, just so everyone could get a good luck at his naked, humiliated boyfriend in all his glory.

He sipped his drink and sat on the chair, wondering if Norman would possibly get hard again. Didn't look like it. In fact, Norman's penis looked worn-out, if impressive in size.

Norman opened his eyes and saw everyone staring at him, grinning. "What's the lull? Get it over with."

Will took one last look at Norman's manscaped pubes. He'd miss Norman's pubes and he knew Norman would too.

But pubes grow back, so Will took the clippers and removed most of Norman's armpit hair. When finished, he applied cream and got rid of any strays. There were more than a few men with armpit fetishes in the crowd, and they boned up insantly.

Norman squirmed a little and the crowd watched intently. Soon Norman's terrifically sexy armpits were bereft of hair, there was only pale, gorgeous bare skin.

Under the sun, delightfully, Norman began to perspire there. Nice!

Norman took the clippers and removed the bulk of Norman's already manscaped pubic hair, throwing it on the ground. A few onlookers gathered it as souvenirs. As Will shaved Norman, Will played with Norman's floppy penis, occasionally grazing its glans and head. Norman did not respond. He lay rigid on the chair, allowing this degradation to play out.

Surprisingly  no real comments were being made, only vague whisperings and a lot of giggling.

When Will finished with the clippers, he applied the cream and  a disposable razor. Finally Brian said, "That's it, Will! Finish him off!"

Alan chimed in, "Don't forget his balls!!"

Norman blinked and wriggled his toes. LAUGHTER.

Will shaved Norman's crotch with the shaving cream and disposable. He wanted it BARE.

When finished with that, he told Norman to lie perfectly still because "your SCROTUM is next."


Chris said, "I'll allow close-ups of Norman's genitals right now. BUT ONLY CLOSE-UPS."

Norman whimpered and groaned in protest.

"Sorry, Norman, it's just too sexy to ignore," apologized Chris.

So many photos were snapped of Norman's now bare pubic area, and ongoing shaving of hisi testicles, which of course Will had to do twice "to make sure I get ALL of the hairs."

Once Will had shaved Norman totally bare, he again applied aloe, liberally. This time, Norman's penis came to a little life and began to stiffen.

Borden had moved in closer, snapped a photo,  and said "Interesting pubis, Mr. Ross. My staff will be very interested, especially the ladies."

Nightmare. "Hurry up Will," said Norman. And Will knew why. Will wasn't done for the day with Norman, why it was barely 2:00pm and there was still the upper deck to explore! And happily, there seemed to be life in his boyfriend's cock again!

Will finished with Norman's body (for now). He wiped him off and untied hiim. Norman rose from the chairr in his denuded, humiliated state and made for the safety of the Spanish Room.

The observers applauded and made every effort to grope him anywhere as Norman tried to get the hell off the back dec. He badly  needed a joint.. There was a lot of ass-grabbing. Many wanted to touch his nipples, and a bunch wanted to caress the newly shaved pubic area. and even the newly bare armpits Someone (George?) got a good handful of cock and balls. Norman grabbed his towel and made his way through the lusty crowd, to his room, where he threw on the towel, bemoaning his lack of pubes. Norman locked the door and had a joint and a glass of Jaeger. He collapsed on a chair. "Goddddddddddddddd," he said.

He noticed Dan had returned Norman's clothes from earlier in the afternoon. They were neatly folded on the bed. Norman checked his wallet; everything was there. His old key was also there.

Norman glanced at the sex toys on top of the TV.

"Oh, shit," he said, remembering something about the "upper deck,." and poured himself another shot of Jaeger.

Will had a discussion with Chris. They were in the hot tub. It was around sunset and amazingly, they were alone.

"I'm giving you guys Monday on the house," Chris told Will.

"Wow." (Will had already taken Monday and Tuesday off before he left town; this was not his first time at no rodeo, baby. Will had learned tthat at tho hotel, you would extend, extend, extend.)

"So, Will, this upper deck fantasy. What time?"

"Monday, obviously. I don't think I can't get anything else out of him today."

"3:00? I want to put up flyers that Norman's demonstrating sex toys. I can do those later and have 'em up tonight."

"Sounds good, just don't use his picture or hir last name," said Will, "in fadt, give him a fake name: NICKY." Chris and Will shook on it. Will stumbled back into the Spanish Room, and his naked boyfriend bundled up in sheets. "Honey, I have good news."

He told Norman the good news and Norman groaned. "I can't take Monday off," he slurred, unconvincingly. "BREAKFAST" purred WILL. Norman giggled and bundled up more.

"Yeah, you can take a few more days," said Will, and set the alarm for 8:00a.m. so that Norman could call in and request Monday (and Tuesday) off. 


Norman: "Ursula, just call it PTO. I have a lot banked."

Ursula (secretary): "NO WORRIES, MR. ROSS!! ENJOY THE BEACH!! GIGGLE!!!"

Norman hung up. "Let's have breakfast."

Will had already showered and shaved. "Good idea. You wanna go downtown, or have me go get it and bring it here?"

Norman: "I need to see the beach. Let's get out of here and go to the breakfast place."

Will: "Let's wake and bake first and have a shot."

Norman: "OK."

The two boyfriends did just that. Norman threw on summer attire that looked like it'd been lying on the floor, which it had. Will was more nappily atttired. But Norman, even looking like an unshaven beach bum, was still a looker indeed.

Nofman didn't even take a showeer or shave (a rrarity indeed). Norman and Will did not bother with the hot tub/pool/gym or any other areas of the hotel; they got high in the room, and left the premises to get food.

It was another spectacularly perfect summer day. They first took a look at the beach, which was empty BUT GORGEOUS at this time of the morning, and then they made their way to Marvin's, the breakfast place in the middle of town.

A few guys were also up, so Will and Norman got many appreciative looks. It was a toss-up as to which man received the most. Norman did most of the blushing; Will just grinned.

At breakfast, both guys ordered bacon and eggs, with home fries and toast. Will insisted half of his toast had to go to the "gulls and the ducks." Norman agreed. They both had coffee, Norman had to have a Coke. Norman requested a glass of orange juice. Before paying the check, Will rrequestd two muffins.

No one at breakfast approached them, but they were certainly a focal point of attention, and they knew it.

The young men went to the dock and distributed toast to the gullls and the ducks.

It being a Monday, many vacationers were leaving.

But not all. There were a good deal of weekday arrivals, islanders who preferred the place bereft of day-trippers and tourists.

Willl calmly said to Norman, as they fed toast to seagulls on the beach, "I've promised you will demonstrate ses toys on the upper deck, naked. Chris wants to put up ambiguous flyers, without your face of course."

Norman: "You are REALLY pushing my envelope, Will. Most men would turn you down flat."

Will: "I know. But it's what I want. Will you do it?

Norman: "NO CELL PHONES ON MY FACE." He tried to grin but it came out as a grimace.

Will: "Let's get a bit more high in the room, and we'll work it out."

Norman: "Oh, all right."

Will: "Oh, you will have a stage name: NICKY."

Back in the Spanish Room, the two men drank. talked and smoked for about an hour and finally Will had convinced a stoned Norman it was his "obligation" to go through the "harmless" sex toy demonstration. Will had skillfully manipulated Norman's sense of honor,  that once a promise was made, it must be kept. He had also very much used Norman's vanity against him. Will knew Norman was aware of his incredible appeal, and it he had to be TOLD to show it off, it wasn't as tacky as strutting around like a fop.

And it was still "VACATION"!!!! And Normah had to believe the hotel would not be as full as yesterday, since it was Monday.

But a nervous Norman did have some caveats:

(1) He would be "fucking nude again" but he would wear a face mask,

(2) Cell photos only from neck down. No other cameras of any kind.

(3) His name would not be uttered, or if so, he was to be called "Nicky."

(4) Will would monitor this at all times and would curtail it if it went in the wrong direction. Norman told Will to "keep an eye on Dan, in particular."

(5) A two hour limit, MAX.

(6) And no one was allowed to touch him except Will. Especially not Alan or Brian. "It's OK for George or Roger to touch me, within reason," Norman dreamily offered.

Will agreed to these caveats, well knowing they wouldn't last very long considering. But he would give it his best.

It was now 11:00 a.m. Will gave Norman some privacy so he could shower, shave, brush, floss, douche, etc etc He told Norman he'd come back for him at lunchtime in an hour. 

On his way out of the Spanish Room, glancing back at the now-nude, stoned Norman, stumbling his way into the bathroom, Will heard Norman mumble the word "esploitation."

Yessiree, Bob.

Next: muffins for his birds on the back deck. Will hoped it would be empty. It wass! Will smoked a joint and watched his happy friends have their breakfast. So, so peaceful, especially wth a glass of Jaeger.

Now to find Alan, Brian, Reece, Ian, Dan, George and Roger!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Will easilly fround Chris in the corridor. "He's up for it," Will told Chris, who was putting up flyers with erotic male art--no pics of Noaman--with the headline "LIVE SEX TOY DEMO 3PM UPPER DECK. TOTALLY RAW NUDE SEX SHOW. BRING COCKTAILS. IF IT RAINS, WE'LL MOVE IT TO THE BASILICA ROOM." (The Basilica Room was the largest room in the hotel, with an enormous four-poster bed.)

But it did not remotely look like rain. Norman was gonna again humiliate himself under a blazing sun, on the upper deck.

Chris: "Is he nervous? I want him to be as nervous as a cat."

Will: "He's trying to play it down, but yeah, he's nervous. He has NEVER done anything remotely like this. Everything up to this has been kind of a dress rehearsal."

"More like an UNDRESS rehearsal, I'd say," retorted Chris, who was wearing only his tight cut-offs. "Speaking of, Will, I have a request of you."

"Anything," Will replied, mystified.

"I want nude photos of you, for my private collection," Chris answered, calmly, topless and gorgeous. By now, they were in the lobby while this topic came up. "We can discuss it tomorrow morning. You're staying Tuesday, right?"

"R-r-r-right," Will stammered, thrown completely for a loop.

Chris giggled. "Good. Today I'm closing the front desk from 3 to 5. There's no boat 'til 5 anyway. The whole staff will be up there watching Norman."

Will got queasy. "OK." Was this going too far? Naked photos? Of ME? He would focus on that tomorrow.

Will told Chris he was going around the hotel gathering the "cast of characters."

Chris said, "Don't worry about Alan and Brian.They'll be there with bells on. They're in the hot tub."

"OK,"said Will. "i wanna find Reece, Ian, Enrique....the other pervs."

"Good luck," said Chris. "They're around somewhere. I've seen them."

Will ran into Dan in a hallway. Dan was drunk already but he knew of the demonstration and insisted he would make it on time. Wandering to the pool, Will indeed encountered Alan (today wearing speedos), Brian, Ian and Reece, nude in the tub, laughing

Will stripped to appreciative looks and got it in the tub.

"Can't wait for SHOWTIME!!!!!!" Alan screeched. "I just hope me makes those whinnying sounds again, they were classic."

Brian said, "I am pumped to see Norman utterly make a fool out of himself doing this."

Reece: "Me too." Ian: "I must admit I have sympathy but I don't care, he's hot."

Enrique, Matt, Gerard and Phillippe appeared, stripped, and entered the hot tub, giddily, wearing their girth with abandon. "We're bringing canapes, girls," said Gerard.

:"Has Norman seen the flyers yet?" asked Enrique.

"Nah, he's in the shower," laughed Will. 

"He's gonna scream," said Enrique. "Everyone in the hotel who's here is going to this."

"How are you gonna do it?" asked Ian. "What's the set-up?"

Will sat down. "He'll come out in a towel...."

"NO," Brian interjected. "He comes out NAKED. No towel."

Will gulped. "OK, got it. He'll come out naked, the devices will be tastefiully be laid out on a table--there will be a newer red long anal vibrator and the vibrating cock ring with the remote, which I AND ONLY I will be operating. Norman will lie down on a chaise lounge in the middle of the deck and you guys will seat yourselves as best you can. Chris said he'll be putting up extra chairs and a few small sofas. Some of you guys may have to stand."

"Go on," said Alan, who was tenting through his speedos.

"Then, Norman will simply begin. With the anal vibrator. He'lll have to wiggle it in slowly like last time, which will be hot. He'll be wearing a mask, sorry."

There were chuckles, esspecially amongst those who had seen this previous "performance" by Norman in the courtyard downstairs.

"Be warned. This anal toy is a little different than the one he used previously. It has but one speed, but it gives "jolts". And after the jolt, you hear a little "beep." These two combined give extra stimulus to the man's rectal area. I tried it a little on myself, it's effective, but I jumped off the bed."

"I'll turn the thing on, and depending on what transpires, I'll make him demonstrate it for at least a half hour,' said Will.

"NO," said Alan. "A FULL HOUR."

Brian agreed. "It must be a full hour, I say."

Whew, thought Will. These guys were surely UP for this!

"There's a reason it has to be only a half hour, guys," explained Will.

"Why? Then what?" asked Ian.

"The vibrating cock ring. I'll take out the anal probe and put on the cock ring."

Groans. Why take out the anal probe......

'Don't worry guys, he does a half hour with anal, a half hour with cock ring, and the last hour, the finale, will have him using both at the same time, and I'll need help tying him up to the chair spread eagle."

"I will, I will, I will!!!!!" Alan, Brian, Ian, Reece, and suddenly George and Roger making a late appearance

George said, "Let me do his arms, Will. I'll do it so fast he won't know what hit him."

Reecevsaid, "Give me a foot. I'm quick.".

Ian jittered, "Give me the other foot."

Will told George,Alan, Reece and Ian they would have reserved seats for their tasks with their names on them. Necties would be tied in place already. All they had to do was grab a hand, a foot, etc and fasten Norman to the chaur so he couldn't get loose. Will told all four to be surel to arrive on time, preferably 2:50 at the latest.

"ll .parties agreed, giggling.

"Speedo today, Alan?" Will asked.

Brian chimed in. "Someone called him skinny."

George's ears perked up.

"Shut up, Brian," Alan snapped.

"But he's not skinny," said Will, for once enjoying Alan in a hot seat, "I mean, he's no body-builder, but...."

"I just didn't feel like getting naked today, OK?" Alan snarled. "Give me a break."

OK then. ":It's lunchtime," Will announced. "Let me go see how our STAR is doing."

Will climbed out of the tub, slowly, making sure Brian got a good, long, tasty glance at his ass.

Will informed his cronies it would be best if none of them saw Norman until 3:00, believeing it would add to his apprehension and his embarrassment. All agreed.

Brian announced he was ready to party. He climbed out of the tub, naked and sat on the edge, exposing his fine, wiry, slightly hairy body. Brian had big balls for such a short, compact guy. They hang pendulously over the edge of the hot tub, enticingly. Brian winked at everyone as he pourded himself a drink.

Hot stuff, thought Will as he ventured back to the Spanish Room, where he found a calm, freshly showered, cologned, groomed Norman having a ham sandwich, wearing a fluffy beach towel and sitting in a chair. He was also having a cold beer.

"Ah, it's my executioner," Norman smirked. "Tell me how this is going to go down."

Will sat down on the bed. "I'll go up to the upper deck and set it up--your chair, some towels, the toys of course, an extra mask, sunscreen, stuff like that. Chris is adding seating...."

Groan from Norman. "Adding seating."

"Yes. Added seating," said Will, chuckling. "So, then at 2:45 you will simply come up, naked."

"No towel?" yelped Norman. "That is not fair. That's a long walk to do naked---through the lobby, AND ISN'T THERE A NEW BOAT AROUND 2:45?,part of the pool, two spiral staircasees...."

"No towel, Norman, Nude," said Will. "We took a poll."


Norman crossed his beautiful arms over his gorgeous chest, red-faced and fuming.

"Then," Will continued, "you'll demonstrate the red anal probe like you did last time. Although this is a new one, I think you'll like it better, it doesn't have levels, but it does give jolts. Just work it in slowly; they'll be snickering and rude comments, just ignore them. Get it all the way in. I'll turn it on when it is in place."

"Gee thanks," Norman smirked. "i'm the luckiest guy in the world. What do you mean by IT GIVES JOLTS?"

Will knew Norman was just being obstinate, so he said, "Norman, This time, when you hear yourself making sounds, let it all rip. Give 'em a show to prove you're having fun with it."

"Fun," mocked Norman. "Please explain IT GIVES JOLTS."

"Yeah, fun---for thirty minutes. The jolts are just quick litttle shocks, it'll be funny."

"A HALF HOUR?! FUNNY?!? Are you nute? I was thinking fifteen minutes tops."

"Lord no, Norman. Why are you bringing this up now? You've had, uh, HOURS to ask these questions. A  HALF HOUR,NAKED ON THE UPPER DECK CHAIR WITH THE ANAL VIBRATOR!."

"in front of people," said Norman, grravely. "And this one, GIVES JOLTS. I'm supposed to be doing what, cartwheels?"

"We're at the hotel," responded Will, pouring himself a shot. "You know that."

Norman sighed.

"You're really getting off humiliating me and embarrassing me, Will."

"I am," Will showed Norman the tent under his own towel.

Norman drained his beer, shaking his head, then lit up another joint.

"And then what happens after I've raped myself with this new jellyfish?" said Norman. "I am assuming this one isn't metal or anything."

Norman had uncrossed his arms, and Will noticed that Norman's nipples were erect.

"By the way, I think I found Alan's forbidden zone." said Will.

"Ugh. Why?" said Norman.

"Someone called him 'skinny'. He's in a big snit about it." said Will.

"He IS skinny," said  Norman. "OK, he has some tone, but it's not a stretch to call the little turd 'skinny'"

"It's a sore spot, believe me," said Will. "He bit Brian's head off about it."

Norman chuckled. "Thanks for sharing."

Then, Will matter-of-factly laid out the rest of the prorgram:

"After you've finished with the anal probe--for the moment--,,,,"

"Hold on, Will, 'for the moment'?" Norman seized on this.

"Yes, we may use it again bfiefly," Will breezily threw off. "Anyway, we will then apply the vibrating cock ring as we did previously and simply let it do its thing, ALSO for thirty minutes. I will of course be using the remote control on you, Norman, since we are partners."

"You want me to subject myself to a HALF HOUR of THAT ONE TOO?!?" Norman screeched. His nipples were throbbing hard. "That little thing is 100 times more evil than the red eel!

"You've used the evil little thing before," Wil  calmly reminded his hysterical boyfriend.

"THAT DOESN'T MEAN I GODDAMNED LIKED THE FUCKING EVIL LITTLE THING!!!!!" Norrman was so xexy when he was angry, Will thought, as he watched Norman's veins pulsate in his neck and, well, everywhere you could see them. And oh, that perfect chest, when it heaved in indignation!

Will deadpanned. "I am sorry. But you are a man of your word, and many guys have planned their day around your ADVERTISED exhibiion. They would be missing PARTIES. It's SUMMER."

Norman paced back and forth. "OK, all that will eat up one hour. But these flyers are promising TWO HOURS OF FUN. What's in the second hour?

Will waved a hand. "Oh, just meet and greet, wine and cheese, booze, flirting, nothing to conern yourself with. By the way, Mr. Cruise, you are the one who suggested two hours, not us. Chris would have been happy with 90 minutes. Just be naked, a gentleman, and enjoy your new fans."

Like this was the most normal thing in the world, thought Norman of Will's cavalier attitude toward's Norman's nudity. "So I have re remain naked for the last hour?"

"Yes, of course," replied Will, dismissively.

Norman felt an immense sense of foreboding. Will was being wily. A wily Will made Norman wary.

But Norman was now acutely aware that his boyfriend Will was getting just as much attention as he was. and without running around nude, to boot.

AROUND 1:25pm:

Norman has fretted about going to the gym to work out before his "performance."

Will had vetoed that, and had instrcuted Norman to do nude push-ups and sit-ups and jumping jacks in the room instead.

This was turning both of them on.


Alan, Brian, George, Roger, Reece, Ian and others were angling for seats to the "demo".

It was a gorgeous summer day, not a cloud in the sky, with gulls flying overhead.

A beach lounge chair was in the middle of the upper deck. Around the chair were a  variety of other, smaller chairs: wicker, metal folding, wooden, you name it. Old stuff. There were outdoor sofas as well, behind the chairs. There was room between the chairs and sofas to walk around or stand.

Reece and Ian, smiling knowingly, grabbed lower "reserved"  left and right seats in proximity to the beach chair.

Alan: I am so glad I have Upper Left Chair so I can whisper shit in his perfect little ears.

George I have Upper Right because life is FUN. But poor Mr. Ross.

Brian: I'm gonna grab the one next to George.

Roger: I want a chair directly across from Norman Ross' cock.

Brian: That puts you right next to me. I'll save it, but let's grab it.

Roger: Cool!

(All these guys are buzzed in some fashion. None of them are unable to function.)

Chris, the blonde, built owner of the hotel, appears, wearing only tight cut-off jeans. He lhas obviously just pumped irron, and he looks like Adonis.

Chris: You guys are getting here EARLY. (Chuckles) We'll have the wine and cheese afterwards. Will just texted me that Norman is climbing the walls and just wants to get it over with.

All the men except George laughed, especially Alan and Brian.

Chris: Norman has no idea what's coming to him. Will has kept it coy.

Brian: Then Norman is just stupid. Two separate sex toys. He doesn't get it that he'll have to use both at once?

Alan: You have to admit it is the obvious finale. But Will's fooled him, brilliantly I think.

Rogeer: I agree brilliantly.

Chris: So the plan is to tie him up before he knows what hits him?

George: We have a code word.

Chris: What is it?

George: "CODE."


Spanish Room.

Will is in beach attire. Norman is wearing a bathrobe. He has just taken another shower.

Will: OK, I'm taking this up.

Will grabs a beach bag.

On the way out, Will tells Norman:

I'll be right back.

Norman closes the door and pours himself a shot.

Will goes up the tiny spiral staircase to the upper deck with his beach bag. He is thrilled to see the room 1/3 full already.

Saying hi to everybody, Will approaches the "stage" and hands the bag to George, who rummages through it, nodding.

"All there?" Will asks George.

"Yup. Four neckties. I counted," George responded, smiling.

"Get rid of the neckties before he comes up," says Will.

George, grinning, hands a necktie to Alan, Reece and Ian.

"Is he nervous?" asked George.

"YEAH. Is he?" asked Roger.

"Very," said Will. "He is already humiliated."

"YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" rejoiced Alan and Brian. 

There ain't no sympathy in this room, rhought Will. Sorry, Norman. Will was rock hard. 

The neckties are secured in minutes, all four of them.


Spanish Room.

Will returns. Norman is still in the bathrobe, sitting in a chair, looking grim.

Will: "OK, Normy, it's time, Get that off and let's go up." Will knew now that if he wavered even in the slightest, this afternoon was a total bust.

Norman: I can't do this. It's BROAD DAYLIGHT.


Norman heard giggling outside the room and these snippets of conversation, "he's a coward," "he's afraid", and "he's some drunk lawyer or something."

Will was steadfast. "They're waiting. Let's go. We're getting FREE FUCKING ROOMS OUT OF THIS, NORMAN!"

Norman huffily removed the bathrobe, put on his mask, grabbed his key, and allowed his lover to pull him naked outside the safety of the Spanish Room. There were onlookers, and they gasped.

As Norman and Will walked to the upper deck, down the hallway near the courtyard, into the lobby, past a bit of the pool area, and then the first spiral staircase, these things occurred:

Will walked behind Norman. This way, he could enjoy Norman's encounters with startled but always delighted faces, and also watch how Norman's nude body would convulse, contort and instinctively bend over and trying to cover itself during such sudden introductions,  Will could also enjoy watching Norman simply walk nude in front of him, the way Norman's milky white ass would jigglle just so and how Norman's crack was so surprisingly deep and sexy.

Norman inquired: How many people up there? Any women? He was attempting nonchalance, and failing.

Will: Women aren't allowed here, especially for anything like this. I'd say the deck is 25% capacity. (This was a lie, because when Will left the upper deck ten minutes ago, it was easily at 50% and was still filling up.)

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh, it's Norman!" a young guy yelled as Norman approached the spiral staircase. "Don't worry, Norman, we're right BEHIND you!!!!!!!"

Norman recognized the voice as that of Borden's strident, flamboyantly gay intern  WHAT was his name? And was he here with BORDEN?!? Norman's stomach rolled over.

Will: Keep walking, Norman. I'm right behind you.

Norman kept walking, up, naked. He felt summer breeze on his penis and balls.

Will and Norman made it to the second spiral staircase, although Norman was gettting a LOT of looks and commentary, and Will was being ignored.

An unconcerned Will: "Well, duh, can't have it all. He IS naked."


On the stairs on the third floor of the hotel, the blushing Norman's naked, shaved, perfumed ass was in Will's delighted face, 

Norman saw the upper deck.

All heads turned to greet him wearing leering grins.

Here was George, gesturing to a beach lounge chair in the middle of the upper deck. Chairs (too many chairs) and sofas surrounded the lounge chair, obviously where Norman would carry out his "demonstration."

I MUST BE OUT OF MY MIND, thought the nude Norman, who was now the sole object of any attention in the room.

"Norman, keep walking. Get to the chair," said Will, as gently as he could to be heard.

Observations from the audience at this point:

Alan: LOOK. He's going through with it. Fuck, he's naked. And I think he worrked out a bit. Look at his guns.

Brian: He sure is naked and ripped. He's also stoned and terrified. But God, that is a good-looking naked man. I can't wait to see him humiliate himself further.

Alan: Nor can I. And I've already seen him humiliated. You will not be bored.

Reece: I've gotta book a room here real soon.

Ian: Me too, Reece. Did you get your tie ight enough?

Reece: Locked and loaded. And I like tickling feet; he's really in for it, sorry.

Ian chuckled. He kind of felt bad for Norman, who they all knew was being billed as "NICKY," but Ian just thought, everyone loves a good joke, right? And NICKY/NORMAN was a hot nervous stud with some wit, so what's the harm?"

Ian just realized that NICKY was walking right into the "stage." Nude, The skin of Norman'sright buttockgrazed Ian's face. Ian realized Norman had freshly showered. He smelled wonderful. Norman lay down on the lounge chair, awkwardly, facing the back of the upper deck, to chuckles he did not appreciate.

On a table, Norman saw: sunscreen, baby oil, aloe, the awful sex toys and the remote, and a seashell.

Most of the guys in attendance wore T-shirts, tanks, shorts, and/or swimsuits. A handful were shirtless.

Will, still in floppy beach attire, told his naked boyfriend: "OK. Worst is over. Put your key in the seashell, and just lie back and put your hands behind your head."

Norman: Oh, really. 'Worst is over." FUCK YOU. And all this hands behind your head, hands behind your head.

Will: You're being stupid. You KNOW it's effective. Especially when your armpits are shaved.

Gregory (a blase newcomer sitting next to Alan): I agree with Will.

Roger: Me too.

Norman threw up his arms and seethed. He did not put his hands behind his head, but rather, let them dangle over the back of the chair, determined to exert some control over his disastrous, naked situation.

Brian: Oh, why not. I guess "Nicky" has a bit of the whore in him.

The near-capacity audience enjoyed "Nicky" and his total exposure. They chuckled and made fairly lewd comments. There was a tiny smattering of applause.

Some comments were not lewd, but actually amusing:

Male, 60s: No way he is a hustler. A hustler wouldn't care about a face mask.

Male, 50s: He's an actor. I've seen him on TV. He's fallen on hard times. Still hot, though, I'll give him that.

Male, 20s:: That man is not an actor, or a hustler, or a doctor. He is an attorney in Manhattan.

Male, 60s: Get outta here.

Male, 20s: On my mother's grave.

Plates of canapes were being passed around, and people had brought their own booze, so it was becoming a party.

From someshere, Dan yelled: "Start the show!!!"

A deep, patrician, male voice was heard. BORDEN. He said, "Is the demonstration about to begin? Oh look, there's 'NICKY'. NAKED."

A shrill, singsongly noise followed: "HE'S GOING TO STICK A VIBRATOR UP HIS ASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Borden said, calmly: "Rowan. I'll TELL YOU when to TURN IT ON. Until then, watch and learn."

Norman, naked and feeling very exposed underneath the summer sun, heard all of this, and his insides churned with nausea.

Everyone around Norman observed that his nipples were hard. It did also not go unnoticed that he had no pubic hair, and his armpits were shaved. And that he was blushing to beat the band.

Everyone looking at Norman had a hard-on. In fact, one onlooker had already shot a wad in his pants, silently. He stood there hoping his baggy shirt covered any obvious stain.

In this pose, Norman did look rather wantonly nude. The sun beat down on him, so Will began to sensually appply sunscreen. Norman began to perspire on his forehead and armpits. He blinked a lot, and his eyes darted back and forth in embarrassment. He was very grateful for the mask. It was SOMETHING.

Comments began:

Look at that tan line. That tan line is perfect. He obviously never sunbathes nude, so we are getting a good look at some highly forbidden fruit.

So to speak (chuckles).

His boyfriend is applying sunscreen everywhere. I hope he does the tanline. Oh. He IS. He is putting sunscreeen on Nicky's penis and balls.

And lo and behold, Nicky is responding (chuckles).

(Norman was getting hard, quickly. He just couldn't help it. The familiar waves of humiliation returned all over him.)

Alan: Oh, Nicky, you're such a big bad boy (Giggles)

Brian: Yes, indeed. "Nicky" does seem to be enjoying his sunscreen application.

Norman: Fuck you guys.

All laughed, save Norman. Will fondled his naked boyfriend's genitals as he applied a liberal amount of sunscreen. He wasn't going to allow Norman's tan line to be ruined, thank you very much.

The upper deck was almost occupied to capacity. Everyone watching was transfixed watching Norman's sexual arousal being displayed so openly.

Reece: This is pretty damn raunchy. His testicles are as big as cue balls.

Ian: Loving it! I think he is MANLINESS, NAKED. (Giggles)

Norman groaned. The exposure was bad, but the comments were downright excruciating, because they were always followed by laughter and lustful glares.

The gladiatorial blonde hotel owner Chris re-appeared, pumped and glistening and shirtless, wearing only very tight cut-offs which showed off his bulge. For a few seconds, he provided a distraction from naked Norman. But only a few.

Chris stood behinnd George and Brian. He would stand for the show. Chris said, "Looks like I got here just in time. And we got a full house. You gotta give the people what they want. How you holdin' up, Nor--I mean, Nicky?"

Norman stammered, "Living the dream." Will laughed and massaged Norman's piss slit and glans, and Norman flinched and moaned, which provoked much tittering.

Chris chuckled. "Well, part of you sure is," glancing at Norman's erection and full scrotum, and holding the gaze with a grin. "Nice shaving, by the way. We can see MORE SKIN."

Borden and Rowan had taken seats directly across from Roger and Brian. So Norman was surrounded by either people he knew, or had just met within hours.Most ot the new onlookers were sittting on the sofas, or standing like Chris. The mood was congenial and everyone was making allowances so that each audience member could see as much of "Nicky" as possible.

Enrique, Matt, Phillippe and Gerard filled out one of the smaller sofas and kept supplying canape plates--tuna on crackers, cheese and pepperoni on wheat thins, chicken in a biscuit crackers with salmon dip, even some jalapeno devilled eggs; a pretty good spread; there was also strawberries, grapes, and pineapple chunks. "Thanks for the canapes, guys," said Will. "They're delicious."

Out of the corner of his eye, Will noticed the elusive Alex and Bill wandering in, with their drinks. Choice! Gang's all here!

Gerard responded to Will's appraisal of the canapes: "Don't mention it. Our pleasure. We wanted to contribute something to this lovely erotic afternoon of male nudity." Enrique launched a plate to a neglected section of the deck and Phillippe did the same for another side. The crowd was most appreciative of the snacks. Alex requested a plate from Matt, and received one quickly. Alex gave his plate to Bill, and they shared it, staring at Norman's naked body. They also drooled over Chris, but not quite in the same way.

Will was given another cocktail. Bourbon. Success! He sipped it and offered a sip to Norman, who raised the mask and took a gulp. Will also made Norman eat a devilled egg, since he knew Norman loved them. Norman smiled through the mask and gestured for another swig of booze, which Will provided.

"OK George, hand me the anal vibrator," Will said, softly. "It's not the same one as before, though, everybody keep that in mind."

George nodded, retrieved and passed the device past Chris, who wanted to touch it, chuckling, to Brian, to Roger, to Herbie, to Reece, to Ian, who gave it to Will.

Will held aloft the newer reddish pink slimy-looking anal vibrator which was about as long as Will's forearm.

"Guys, this is an ANAL VIBRATOR. It does exactly what you think it does. Nicky will insert this into his anus, and I'll turn it on. It has only one speed, but it builds slowly and occasionally it will provide Nieky with a tiny jolt or two. You will know when they occur if you watch and listen closely enough. It gives off the tiniest of little beeps, and Nicky will probably have some sort of surprised response because there is no pattern and you never  know when they might occcur."

Murmuring, chuckling, giggling. Norman sweated. He was NAKED!!!!! And sexually excited, obviously. And he was being mocked for all of that. This was HUMILIATING HIM; it wasn't fair.

Borden laughed, low and guttural. Rowan said, "I can't believe he's going to do this. This is something PORN STARS do."

"Just don't say anything until I do," Borden instructed his intern. "Then, you can go to town. Have another drink." Rowan laughed.

Norman heard Borden and Rowan whispering and he thought, my goose is cooked. Oh FUCK.

Borden reached over and patted Norman's knee. "Try to relax, Ross," he whispered to him."You can't back out now." Borden took a pic of Norman's body, head to toe. Norman turned his masked head away, but the damage was done.

Will continued: "The anal vibrator retails for $30. You can pick one up at Pleasure Chest in the West Village. They'res several varieties. They are very effective. Well, you'll see. Nicky, you ready?"

Norman didn't move until Brian raised Norman's arm and directed it towards the sex toy dangling from Will's hand. Norman reluctantly took the thing, to oohs and aahs, and chuckles.

"As you can see, the on/off switch is at the very base of the toy. I'll turn it on when Nicky has gotten the toy all the way in up to his prostate. It may take him a few minutes, but that's half the fun, watching the naked man insert his own pleasure toy inside himself."

Norman, humiliated and embarrassed, began to insert the toy inside himself, as everyone watched, mesmerized. Chris began to caress his own gigantic, engorged right nipple. He did not care who noticed.

Chris, the unflappably friendly and affable owner of the hotel, routinely walked around nude. Today, out of respect for Will's desire for Norman to be the sole truly naked man on display, Chris had thrown on well-worn tight cut-offs and nothing else. Chris'd worked out and he was pumped and glistening. He knew he had gladiator-sized pecs and that he was an object of lust and used it to his advantage. He was turned on by Norman's humiliation and he was not adverse to letting this be known by his guests. He knew it ultimately would be good for business.

So he freely tugged on his monster right hard nipple with one hand and rubbed his crotch with the other. This encouraged one elderly gentleman to pull out his cock and begin to stroke it in the open.

Whoa, thought Will. Didn't expect THIS.

Neither did Norman, who observed these developments with alarm, as he continued to insert the anal vibrator inside his rectal area, feeling foolish.

Alan: This is getting INTENSE, gentlemen.

Brian: Sure is.

Norman whispered: What should I do?

Will: Just keep on going. You're obviously a hit.

Norman scoffed. A hit. Ugh. I don't want guys to masturbate on me.

Chris chuckled. A bit late for that, buddy, he thought.

Norman kept stuffing the gelatinous sex toy up his ass as Chris grabbed Chris' tit and Chris' crotch, and even began to groan and gyrate. Give 'em somehing to talk about, was his motto.

Norman finally got the sex toy all the way in, admist giggles, and just lay there, panting in embarrrassment. If one cell phone pic was taken, so was a dozen. Norman just closed his eyes in humiliation. He was naked, his cock was hard and his balls were full. It was merely mid-afternoon.

Will announced: "The anal vibrator seems to be all the way in. Let's turn it on, shall we? Oh thank you, more tuna. Nicky, hands back behind your head, please. And put your fee flat on the chair and spread your legs."

Norman's eyes widened and he snorted, but he complied.

Will flipped the switch on the anal vibrator and Norman began to writhe on the lounge chair, wriggling his toes, and moving his knees around like a flapping bird. Everyone laughted at this.

Norman made noises: "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,,,,,,,,,,mannnnnnnnnnnn,..........ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Chris pulled his monster cock out of his cut-offs and began to stroke it. Once Chris did this, others followed. Norman was horrified.

Will was in heaven. Even more so when one of the anal toy's "jolts" beeped and did its thing to Norman's surprised ass.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" screeched Norman in protest.

Everyone laughed at Norman. "There's your first jolt, NICKY!!!" jeered Will.

Norman writhed on the chair, naked, fuming. And hard--everywhere.

It was then that George began a process that only exacerbated the hapless Norman's dilemma. George noticed that Norman's beautifully shaved armpits had already begun to grow tiny blonde hairs, so fine you could only see them because of the sun bearing down on Norman's gorgeous body, and because Norman's embarrassment had produced moiisture in the enticing crevices. So George decided to tease Norman further by gently tugging on what little new hair he had growing in his sensitive armpits.

Norman reacted unfavorably. "unhhhhhh.unhhhhhhhhhh, this isn't a tickling demonstration, Georrrrrrrrrrrrge............ohhhhhhhhh."

"It isn't? George responded sweetly.

Taking the cue, on the other side of Norman, Alan duplicated George's exploration on Norman's exposed left armpit, ever so gently, chuckling. "Looks like it IS a tickling demo to me. If you weren't so pathetically weak, naked and ticklish, maybe it wouldn't be."

Chris' huge cock and balls hung out right between George's and Brian's faces as Chris stroked himself to erection. Neither George nor Brian complained. Even though he was only loooking at Chris side-eyed, George knew that Chris' balls were the biggest ever to get this close to George's face.

Brian had an idea. He began to gently trace the outline of Norman's magnificent right pectoral muscle from just underneath Norman's armpit, gently fingering the ripped muscle all the way to underneath Norman's angry red erect nipple, fingering of course the nipple in the process. He applied a featherweight touch which drove Norman wild, in combo with the purring, active anal sex toy.

Across from Brian, Gregory did the same to Norman's left pectoral muscle. Teamwork!!! Will was rock hard watching his fantasy not only coming to life, but being improved upon!  Norman's pectoral muscles were as hard as plates, due to his active swimming, and it was great to see them teased so sensuallly against Norman's will.

Norman: "unhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, stopppppppppp,, oooooooooooooh....." Norman's legs were kind of up in the air and his feet flat on the chair at this point. His knees continnued to flap back and forth, creating that winged bird-like imagery, and Norman's toes wriggled furiously as every muscle in Norman's body tensed to ward off this onslaught of touching and caresssing and tickling and fondling.

The onlookers were loving every second. "They're really giving it to this guy," someone said, laughing. "Glad it's him and not me."

"Are you?" was the response, and everyone but Norman laughed, loudly.

JOLT! BEEP! "AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Guffaws! Chris stroked harder. He knew how to pace himself, he was enjoying this, and he was only just beginning to get a little wet.

Roger was not going to be left out of this fun. He began to busy himself by tracing the outline of Norman's tanned, spectacular abs, which provided Roger an opportunity to graze his hand against the tip of Norman's erect, bobbling, throbbing penis.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," groanned Norman, as the anal probe did its thing and his "acquaintances" teased all his sensitive spots.

"Look, he is getting wet in his slit," announced Roger. "I got some on me."

There were oohs and ahhhhhs all around. Enruique prepared another round of canapes.

Borden decided to fondle Norman's big balls. He took one ball and through its smooth, hairless sac, pinched it and rolled it around.

Norman: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, Don't ddddddddooooooooooooooooo thattttttt to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

Borden ignored his pleas and merely pinched a bit harder. Then he did the other testicle. Then he did both, laughing his deep laugh. "Rowan, take a close-up of his balls." Rowan did so.

Purrrrrrrrrrr, purrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, purrrrrrrrrrrrrr went the anal probe. ""Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhhhh," went Norman. Norman was writhing around uncontrollably.

As he masturbated, nearly naked himself, Chris said out loud, "This is the hottest thing ever. The upper deck has never had a show like this."

Brian cheekily decided to fondle Chris' monster balls. After all, the half-naked hotel owner's crotch wss grazing Brian's ear and Brian could smell that Christ used Irish Breeze. Chris said nothing,as Brian played with his testicles, but he patted Brian on the head. "You get a free room, son," said Chris.

YIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE thought Brian, even though he was charging everything to Netflix.

 Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo," gasped Norman. "Stoppppppppppp."

Nlrman got galvanized enough to almost elevate the beach chair off the floor and his mouth actually came close to grazing Chris' huge cock. "I HAVE DIGNITTTTTYYYYYYYYYYYYY. I'm too NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKED." He then collapsed back on the chair.

Will hought, "whoooooooooo. he's losing it." Still Will did not change course.

As Norman's knees waved back and forth, opening his buttoks accordingly,someone announced, "any more cheese dip?

Gerard, "Coming right up."

The featherweight  teasing of Norman's rawly exposed physique continued. The anal probe purred and gyrated, jolted and beeped. Chris jerked off in front of his guests, with wild abandon, grabbing his rock hard right tit. Norman writhed and moaned, and pictures were taken with no discretion whatseover.

Reece tickled Norman's left foot.

"Nooooooooooooooooooooo, noooooooooooooooooooooo ticklingggggggggggggggggggg," screamed Norman.


Poor, naked Norman had basically become a sex toy himself, and it wasn't even 3:30pm.

It was highly erotic to see Norman's milky white buttocks open and close suggestively as he gyrated naked on the lounge chair, so much so that another onlooker, farther back, silently ejaculated in his swimsuit without touching himself.

"Willllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Norman screeched.

More wriggling, flappping of knees, spreading of buttocks, throbbing of penis, pulsating of balls, and jutting nipple erections followed.

Everyone watching this was enthralled and took as many photos as they could. Some of the more sophisticated phones were able to film it with audio.

Alan lowered his face to the nude Norman's ear, and rasped, "You look utterly out of control of yourself, Norman," and Alan rubbed Norman's armpit with vigor, tickling it openly. "You're BUCK ASS NAKED IN FRONT OF 200 GUYS. You look like a slut. You have ZERO dignity."

Norman: "Alannnnnnnnnnn, helppppppppppppppp, stoppppppppppppppppp."

Alan winked at everryone and probed Norman's wet, naked armpit even harder, sticking his thumb in and pressing down hard, then moving the thumb around. It drove Norman insane.

Purrrrrrrrrrrrrr, purrrrrrrrrrrrrr, purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. "Noooooooooooooo, nooooooooooooooooo, noooooooooooooooooo."

Alan laughed, laughed, laughed.


Will thought: EPIC SHIVERS. EPIC.

Norman's body was being assaulted in too many ways, thought Norman, as he watched himself writhe, wriggle, and gyrate naked on a lounge chair under the sun, in front of most of the hotel, and heard himself make ridiculous,  unmanly squealing sounds.

He was ever so grateful he was wearing a face mask, because seemingly everyone around him was taking photos of him with their phones and grinning.

Norman wished he had not allowed Will to shave him bare. It showed all of him. It was too much, really.

JOLT! BEEP! "Stoppppppppppppppppppp ittttttttttttttttttttttt," yelled Norman, as Roger toyed with Norman's wet piss slit, and Borden continued to tug on his balls with fervor. Norman's armpits were being abused by the dastardly Alan and George, who Norman thought was on his side. He was on his side, all right, digging his fingers into poor Norman's nude, perspiring armpit, rudely displayed to all because Norman yet again had his hands behind his head and was stretched out NAKED without a shred of modesty. Gregory and Brian continued to tease Norman's hard pectoral muscles and play with his erect nipples.

Norman saw that Will was tenting and flaunting it. Norman also realized Will was probably stoned, and therefore going to continue to be uninhibited at Norman's expense. The infernal anal toy purrred and Norman grew to dread the next jolt, because it made everyone laugh at his reactions.

What a predicament!!!

Alex and Bill meandered their way into standing near Chris. Norman hadn't seen them in days. Yet here they were with drinks, smiling at Norman's situation and whispering.

Chris jerked off, standing next to Norman's head. Chris was almost naked himself. Norman did not want Chris to cum on him in front of all these guys. It would be utterly degrading!!!

Will glanced at the time. Almost 3:30. Time to shift gears (and toys).


Roger watched Norman's piss slit open into an "O". Was Norman gonna cum? Roger wanted this so much to happen he began to massage Norman's glans below Norman's cockhead.

Norman gasped. "Roger, don't do that. I beg you."

Roger: "It's beatufiul, NICKY. Everyone would love to see you shoot another load."

Norman: "Please, Roger. Stop touching me  there."

Roger continued touching Norman "there," and for good measure, flicked his thumb over Norman's gaping, wet piss slit.

"You bastard," Norman hurled at Roger, who merely smiled.

Norman willed himself not to cum. He WOULD NOT CUM.

All the men touching Norman wanted Norman to CUM in public again. Some had missed the late night masturbation show in the Spanish Room.


"OK," announced Will. "Anal play is over, for now."


"Don't worry, it may be back," said Will.

Norman said something unntelligible through the mask.

Will began to slowly pull out the red anal vibrator ouf ot Norman's ass. The sensation made Norman squirm and he worred the toy would be soiled, even though he had douched twice.


Norman's fears were unfounded; the device was squeaky clean, if a little wet with perspiration, which was actually kind of sexy to many.

Will placed the anal toy on a nearby table and placed a napkin over it to conceal it.

He then produced the vibrating cock ring, holding it up in the air to immediate recognition and cheers.

"THIS, guys," is also from the Pleasure Chest. It retails for about the same price $30, but this litle baby has a different agenda---it goes around the man's cock and balls, and it has a serious remote function, from level 1 to 10. Let that sink in!"

Applause, giggling, hooting, hollering.

Chris took a break from jerking off, but he allowed his cock and balls to dangle out of his shofts. Especially since Brian was using both hands to worship them.

"Keep in mind, Brian," said Chris. "I am not the show. NICKY is the show."

Brian laughed. "I'll get back to NICKY when Part 2 commences. I just have never seen such glorious testicles. I have to play with them for a few more minutes."

Chris: "OK, but only a few. I'll need them back for Part 2, I think." Chris laughed. Brian grinned.

Will further explained what would happen next. "I will insert the vibrating cock ring on Nicky's genitals accordingly. I'll operate the remote straightforwardly from 1 all the way up to 10, slowly, so you can all judge for yourselves the effectiveness of each level. Nicky is an old pro at this, so don't be alarmed if he whoops it up a bit loudly."

Norman glowered at Will over the mask. GET ON WITH IT AND SHUT UP was the message he was trying to send to his stoned, gabby boyfriend.

All the touching of Nprman's naked body had stopped once the anal toy was removed, so Norman's skin felt tingly all over.

He remained in the same position: flat on his back on the chair, hands behind his back, feet flat on the chair, legs spread, with an erection, tightened scrotum, and rigid hard nipples. He was lightly perspiring all over. The tip of his penis was oozing precum. His anus was even more exposed than before due to the anal probe expanding its opening (but Norman didn't learn this until he saw pictures later--in one photo, the anus was so spread a comment was made a child could drive one of those little "Hot Wheel" carr toys inside and back. This comment was conveyed to Norman in the men's room during a formal

"So, shall we?" giggled Will. "Here is Part 2 of NICKY'S SEX TOY DEMO!"

All the principles retained their same seats, since they had proven to be prime.

Will first reapplied generous sunscreen to Norman's naked body, which had been under the sun for a half hour and was beginning to turn pink in a few places. Will of course busied himself with preserving Norman's glorious tan line, which meant massive fondling of Norman's squirming groin and his hips, all of which delighted the onlookers.

Then, declaring Nicky "ready," he inserted the cock ring around Norman's cock and balls and adjusted it for tightness.

"This is the remote," Will announced, dangling the remote control up in the air for all to see. "This little baby will determine what kind of show you're gonna see."

Norman rolled his eyes. What is he, P.T. Barnum? Which  makes me the elephant, I guess, Norman grimaced behind the mask. Norman saw Borden and Rowan staring at him with eyes like saucers.

Norman's erection was down to a semi. This would not last too long.

Will turned on the cock ring to level 1. A whirr, whirrr, whirrr was heard, nothing too ominous. But the effect on Norman's body was immediate. He writhed, wriggled, moaned, and his cock sprang to full hard-on.

"Wow," said Borden. "It realy works. Did he say $30?"

Once it was established the second device was in working order, the "boys" resumed their teasing of NICKY. George and Alan returned to the armpits, Gregory and Brian returned to the pecs and nipples, Reece and Ian lightly tickled Norman's feet, Roger played with Norman's abs and penis, and Borden re-attacked Norman's bulbous scrotum.

Rowan felt left out, so he began to poke NICKY in the ribs, which got massive reactions from both Norman and the onlookers. "Ahhhhhhhhh, nooooooooooooo, don't touch me therrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeee, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze,,,,,,,,,,,, noooooooooooooo," Norman sputtered.

Reece and Ian doubled down on their own feet tickling, as did George and Alan with the armpits.


Level 2.


Chris resumed masturbating, with enthusiasm, as he watched the naked humiliated lawyer writhe around like a woman.

Alex and Bill found seats. Alex noted that Norman was leaking pre-cum and that his anus was clearly "a black hole."

Bill took out his penis and begin to stroke. Alex shifted away.

Level 3.


Borden stood up and took another head-to-toe picture of Norman, acting the fool naked on a bed with an erection and a gaping anus to boot. Rowan took over on Norman's balls, now that Borden had shifted gears.

Herbie and all the other houseboys didn't know where to look. One one side, there was their boss, his cock and balls out of his cut-offs, jeking off to beat the band. Below that, there was Norman, once again naked, being teased to the point of no return!

Herbie said, "Just try to take it all in, boys. GET AS MANY PICS AS YOU CAN."

Brian could stand it no longer. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his own equipment, let it hang, and then he doffed his shirt. Will swooned. So did many others..Brian began to stroke. Many men followed suit at this point. Will looked around. Guys in the back were fully nude but their focus was definitely on Norman, not Chris or Brian, except maybe for a handful..

.Level 4

Chris thought he could pace himself, but Level 4 did him in. Because when Will hit Norman with Level 4, and the maddeninng touchy/feely session continued, Norman said this:


Chris ejaculated all over Norman's hyperventilating chest. All over. An enormous load of steamy, ghost-white, thick semen, plopped like a scoop of ice cream on a plate.


Borden ripped off Norman's face mask and threw it on the floor. "LET EVERYONE SEE!!!!!!!!!!" Borden announced theatrically.

Will took pics and tried to monitor the situation. Cum was beginning to fly everywhere and most of it was landing on his now no-longer anonymous boyfriend's nude, gyrating body.

The other guys kept touching Norman as they had been. George, in particular, had a maniacal look in his eye as he used both hands to probe Norman's vulnerablly naked, sweaty and exposed hairless right armpit.

Level 5


Brian shot a load of jizz on Norman's right nipple. Will took a pic. Sheepishly, Brian got dressed and left the upper deck.

Level 6


Will decided Norman may have reached his limit, and they still had the "finale" to do.

Skipping levels 7-9, he went straight to:



Many men, including Brian, had cum all over the naked mass of quivering manhood that used to be Norman Ross. "NICKY" was covered with semen from heat to toe. Pics werr taken every two seconds. No one had restored NICKY's face mask.

But Will noted, and he had to make doubly sure because there was just so much cum, that Norman himself had NOT ejaculated. He had not seen semen spurt out of his lover's piss slit.


On to the finale!

Herbie and the houseboys appeared with buckets of soapy, warm water. "Chris told us to clean up Norman so he could finish the demo," explained Herbie.

Will had removed the cock ring, so he said, "go for it," and Herbie and the boys tossed the warm water on the naked man on the beach lounge. Then, while Norman sputtered in surprise, they took scrubbrushese and cleaned up all the cum. Those still observing laughed merrily at the sight of this. Norman was indignant. But he allowed the process to continue, steam coming out of his  ears once more.

Once Norman had been scrubbed clean and had no longer strand after strand of men's ejaculate all over him, Herbie and the boys toweled hm dry, copping major feels throughout. Norman allowed it, as he sipped a bourbon on the rocks.

Once dry, Herbie and the houseboys left the upper deck with their buckets, smiling and giggling.

"That HAD to be Chris' idea," said Will.

"You can't expect me to continue with this," said Norman.

"Yes, I can," said Will. "You hage to demonstrate levels 7-9. and 10 again," insisted Will.

Reece. Ian, Alan and George reappeared and took their seats. Norman looked around nervously.

"I refusee. I have done the disgusting demo you required. You can't make me go on."

George barked "CODE" and within minutes Norman was tied spread eagle on his back, naked, on the loung chair. He thrashed about in protest. "WTF is this? What are you doing? WILL!"

Will, calmly: "Levels 7-10 for the cock ring, AND an encore of the anal toy. AT THE SAME TIME."

Reece, Ian, Alan, George and now Brian were back in their original seats. They laughed at Norman's shock. Soon, Chris, Roger, Gregory, Enrique, Matt, Phillippe, Gerard, Dan, Alex, Bill, and Herbie also reappeared and took seats. They were followed by Borden and Rowan and a few others.

Will reapplied a face mask to Norman's angry, sputtering face. "Gotta do it, baby," he said. "No way out."

Norman was still naked. In fact he was the only one naked. Everyone else had changed clothes for the evening, to make Norman FEEL even more naked. It was working. Norman was crimson from head to toe, and his penis had shrank in fear. Most of the men had not seen Norman's cock so small, but they knew why, and said nothing---at first.

Not even Norman's usually perky nipples showed any arousal. Will knew Norman was 200% humiliated, 200% embarrrassed, and 100% afraid of what was to come.

The comments began, predictably led by Alan:

Alan: Look at his pecker. He's scared of us.

Brian: I rather like it when it's hiding like that.

Borden: What would you call this shade of red, Rowan? THE FLOOR IS YOURS NOW.

Rowan mused. Hmmmm. I dunno.... How about "HARLOT"?

Rowan got some laughs, so he beamed happily. Norman hated Rowan now.

Will took pics, which opened the door for everyone else to do the same.

Many comments ensued about the expansion of Norman's anus, since Will had made it known that Norman was absolutely aghast about this topic and especially any photographic evidence of same. Many pics were taken of Norman's spread anus in his new, immoblized position.

Dirty talk usualy worked on Norman, and it began to do so here. First, the perky nipples returned and reddened. Then, the cock began to move and stiffen. Then, the scrotum began to change shape.

Enrique and Matt provided hilarious, excited  running commentary  on the above, in Spanish, but it was obvious what they were saying.

Soon Norman was fully erect again, and even already wet again. He resumed to perspiring all over his body. The sun was still out, so Will got to apply the sunscreen again, which made Norman even stiffer.

More men returned to the upper deck. They simply took seats wherever they could. They weren't sure what could possibly top what they had just witnessed a few minutes ago, but they weren't going to miss it.

"Who wants to put in the anal probe?" aaked Will, since Normn was in no position to do so.

Chris volunteered. "Let me. I'm the owner." This got laughs.

Chris had put on  a polo shirt and billowy white summer pants. He still looked like a god, even dressed. Will handed Chris the anal probe and got out of his way.

Chris took his time at his task and allowed himself to fondle Norman's body wherever he so desired. Norman squirmed and got more aroused, which provoked giggles. Otherwise the upper deck was silent, almost reverent, as the blonde slab of beef Chris violated the slim but built blonde naked lawyer wriggling around tied-up on his lounge chair, by slowly stuffing an anal sex toy all the way up to Norman's prostate.

Alex whispered, "This is one of the most erotic things I've ever seen." He lit a joint and passed it around.

There were murmurs of agreement. Chris smiled . He was hard again himself.

Will watched all of this in awe. Norman made eye contact with Will over the mask, tears in his eyes. Will ignored this, as did the other men. In fact, the tears made a few of the other men, especially Alan and Brian, more excited.

"Mission accomplished," announced Chris. "There is no more roon at this inn."

Laughter. The black tip which contained the on/off switch of the anal probe stuck out of Norman's spread butt. Alex moved around to snap a pic of this.

 "OK, here we go," said Will. He turned on the anal probe.

Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, purrrrrrrrrrrrrr, purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. WRITHE, WRITHE, WRITHE. Chuckles, chuckles, chuckles.

What a sight Norman was in this situation, Will thought. I am SO GLAD we did this.


George began to play with the armpit again, and Alan followed suit. Roger toyed with Norman's pulsating abs, grazing against Norman's piss slit, of course. Gregory and Brian did their trademark light-as-a-feather examinations of Norman's formidable pecs and nipples. Borden and Rowan each played with Norman's balls, until Rowan decided he wanted to go back to rib-tickling. Reece and Ian ressumed their feet tickling.

Pretty soon Norman was back to Square One, but there was an addditional hobgoblin on the way: the vibrating cock ring.


The onlookers just watched in delight. Most of them had never seen anything like this in real life.

Will attached the cock ring deftly and without fanfare. Norman tensed.

Will explained, "Where were we? Oh, yes. Level....7"





No one was using names anymore.





The "shy" gym rat Felix was next to Dan, watching all this with protuberant eyes and an open mouth. Felix was shirtless and he was rubbing his massive chest with gusto. He was tenting as well. Felix was also blushing.

Norman's eyes widened in abject horror as the crowd roared in approval of the sloshed Dan's admonitions.

Norman's hard cock was at an angle Will rarely saw: Sticking straight up in the air while on his back. Glistening wet at the tip, The cockhead loked as big as a doorknob, the penis throbbed like an alien creature, and his balls fit that description as well. You could sse the cock ring moving, caressing the scrotum and forcing Norman to produce his love juice--against his will.




Norman's gorgeous tanned muscles strained as he whimpered to no avail to free his body from its restraints. It was mind-blowingly erotic, especially to those into bondage. Several men ejaculated in their pants, and a couple of the splurted on the floor of the upper deck, sighing with relief.

Alan cruelly ripped off Norman's face mask and laughed in Norman's contorted face. Norman's mouth was open in shock. Alan stuffed the face mask in his cargo shorts. 

Will did it. He went to LEVEL 10.


Uh, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yesssssssssssssssssssssss, as Norman screamed and shot a MOUNTAINOUS STRAND OF WHITE LOAD up  in the air and WATCHED IN DISBELIEF AS THE JIZZ CURVED AND THEN DIVE-BOMBED, SPLATTERINGi nto Norman's open mouth! 

"Gentlemen, I give you MR. NORMAN ROSS!!!!" proclaimed the sadistic Alan, grinning in triumph.


THEN, THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE, CHEERS as NORMAN SOBBED IN UTTER HUMILIATION AND EMBARRASSMENT. Inadvertently, he swallowed his own ejaculation and almost gagged.

Will was astonished and harder than he had ever been in his life. He glanced at George who was giving him a "cut" gesture along George's neck. As in, time to wrap this up, Norman has reached his limit, he's had enough.

"I got a picture of that!" screeched Rowan. "Give me all your emails! OH MY GOD HE SHOT HIS LOAD INTO HIS OWN FUCKING MOUTH!!!!!!! AND HE SWALLOWED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Norman continued to shoot semen without touvcing himself, and when Will yanked the anal probe out of Norman's ass in one smooth motion, Norman yelled and shot a spectacular new river of milky white love juice in an almost perfectly straight line up his belly to hic adam's apple. Some of this cum sexily pooled into Norman's generously deep navel.

By this time, the naked, shaved bare Norman Ross was not only in tears. He was weeping in shame. Many of the onlookers left the upper deck to go to jerk off in their rooms out of respect for this ruined hunky individidual..

No one said anything for a few minutes. The only sound was Norman's heaving sobs. George and Will untied him, Norman assumed a fetal position which showed off a lot of his goods, and Will gave him a drink, which he downed and said "More."

Roger pattted Norman's back, but he was enjoying Norman's histrionics tremendously and the way that, in this fetal position, Norman's still full balls pooched out between his legs underneath Norman's still cavernous asshole, which seemed to be wet with sweat..

Rpger thought: There would be bids as to just who would be puttting the hysterically violated Norman to bed (and benefitting accordingly)::

Roger made a mental list.

1. ME (I want it)

3. WILL (most likely to, has advantage IF Norman is not ready to kill him)

3  George (played it cool, is liked ny Notmsn, strong csndidate)

4/ Borden (doubtful, unless money gets involved to buy silence)

5. THe silly Rowan (not a snowball's channce in hell)

6. Chris (possibie, but doubtful, because of Will, but I wouldn't rule him out)

7. This left Brian, Alan, Reece, and Ian. The only one who had a chance was Brian, Roger guessed, but he thought it a long shot. Norman was afraid and now probably hateful of Alan and he had not really connedted with the foot fetishists Reece and Ian.

8. Dan and/or Felix (anything is possible in this hotel, but Rogerr would give Felix the edge here)

9. Herbie (could be the dark horse)

10 Enrique and pals: (They'd alreday sashayed downtown for the drag shows, so probably no.)

So: Roger heard himself say to Will: "Let me help you get him in to the room. He needs to get to the room."

Will agreed, and he also wanted a big glass of ice water for both Norman and himself.HEAVE HO NORMY YER DONE FER THE DAY. WE GOTTA PLAN DINNER, Will yankef his messy gorgeous boyfriend hy one shoulder and Roger grabbed the other, lustily.. Norman could barely stand or walk.

George was behind them."Let's just get him in the room."

No onr cleaned up Norman this time, so his semen hung or  trailed off his naked body as he staggeered. No one offered Norman any clothing, either.

Norman was now consideered "Skank."

They got him in to the Spanish Room after enduring multiple photo shoots, crass comments ("what a pig"), and a lot of derisive laughter. They just dragged him along. He was in a daze.

Once in the room, Norman was given a towel, s sandwich, and an ice cold Coke, and a glass of ice water.

He was in a state of shock. So someone gave him a joint, a Valium  and a Bourbon, neat.

Notmsn finally wrappref thr towel around his waist, and asked for '"any shirt."

Will tossed him his university sweatshirt, whifh Notmsn doffed in seconds.

Then Norman Ross screamed at the top of hig lungs for five minuttes. It was heard  all over the hotel and a great deal of the island, and someone went to the front desk to see if 911 shoulf be vslled

Chris shot that down immediately.. "Just one of our parties," he beamed.

Then in the Spanish Room, Norman said, matter-of-factly, "What's for dinner?" Will realized he was in denial.

Will gingerly approached his lover and  initiated cuddling. Notmsn was not responsive until he said, "Guys, Bay Top at 9. But let's go dutch" Then Norman was all over Will on the bed, and the rest of the gang quietly left, realizing this party was most likely over.

On their way out they all heard someone attempting to try spank someone ELSE. The spanker was loud and pissed off, the spankee was laughing.

Spanker: "How DARE you?!?""""

Spankee: "You CAME in your MOUTH." (GIGGLES)


SPANKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! Bitch!. Then purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr jolt! beep!

Then the sounds of  kissing and chuckling, and drankin'! abd sklurpin!

And then Will saying this, sternly: "YOU ARE NOT OUT OF THE WOODS YET, NICKY."



"in your DREAMS,WILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHOWTIME IS OVER, MAN!"



OW!!!!!!! That was from Norman!

Christ strolled by the corridors, overhearing, thinnking Tuesday wasn't going to be as low key as he had thought previously. Good! THhy wee sold out. A college group!!!!! He hoped Will and Norman stayed overnight tomorrow; they were booked for thr night, but Notmsn had impled he'd take s lste boat, potentially leaving Will behind to return Wednesday morning, a very enticing concept indeed.

Norman would have to be out of his mind to leave Will out here on hiis own for a night. But we'll see.................

THe Spanish Room went dark and silent and stayed that way until 8:30pm, windows and blinds pulled.

Roger approached George, who was now walking arround only wearing tight briefs, a bulge and rather engorged nipples. "Buddy, wanna come back to my room and play?"

George "Let's go,. NOW." The two fuck buddes fled to their destination.

 iBrian and Alan also played together, in Alan's toom Brian was taken aback by Alan's interest in his penis. It took him by surprise, but he was more than pleased.

Brian gave his room to s very grateful Reece snf Isn..

The others went their own ways.

DInner at 9.

Will woke Norman up at 8:30,'

this was not well received.

"I DON'T WANT DINNER NOW, I WANT TO CRASH," the delectably nude Norman grunted, and he turned over in bed, clutching the covers..

But Will WAS hungry  and he did want dinner, so he shoered, dressed niceley, and lbegan to leave the room.

On his way out, Willl heard Norman groggily spat, "You're leaving me?

"I'm hungry, Normy. I'll be at Bay Top. Come on down, it's only 8:45."

Norman groaned. Will lleft the room.  He adtuallly WAS staarving.

Norman felt abandoned. He got out of bed and showered, and dressed to kill in an outfit he knew would shut everybody up.

He was a lean blonde man in black: black dress shirt unbuttoned almost to the navel, tight blacck leather pants, black boots. Even Will had never seen him wear somehing this suggestive. Norman had saved if for a surprise. And here it was, a Halloween costume. But Norman thought, it's the right time to wear it and I'M DOING IT. He'd also donned a pair of rather tight black boxer shorts.

He felt like an idiot until he encountered a stranger on he boardwalk, who said, 'HOLY MOTHER OF GOD. CAN I BUY YOU A DRINK?"

Norman gently informed his admirer he was on the way to a dinner engagement but he was thrilled at the attention to his attire. Norman almost never dressed like this except for one Hallloween party in Provincetown, long before he'd met Will. Norman was at home in a business suit, but to dress "on the prowl" was as alien to him as being naked all weekend in front of leering strangers. 

Norman still couldn't believe how much of himself he had exposed at the hotel. He felt humiliated just thinking about it all.

Now Norman began to wonder if his outfit was a good idea.. Would Will laugh at him? Would the other guys  who'd seen him humiliate himself laugh at him again? Norman almost turned back to the hotel until he encountered George on the boardwalk, also on his way to Bay Top. George was turned out in classic, billowy beach attire which suited his body perfectly. George was also showing just the right amount of chest, Norman thought, which made him feel more confident about how much of his own tanned chest was revealed.

George said, "Mr. Ross. I mean, Norman. You look dazzling. Can I walk you in to Bay Top?

Norman smiled, "You certainly may, George. I'd be honored."

George said, "I'll walk you right over to Will."

Norman laughed, falsely, 'Will who?"

George took Norman by the hand. "Let's get to the table. WILL HAS THE RESERVATION."

They walked to Bay Top and mounted the stairs. Norman was nervous.

He shouldn't have been.

Norman's entrance was greeted with the adulation of a celebrity. "WHO is that?!?", "Is that him," "that's him," "is that the one who....", "he looks like a GOD," "please tell me you saved those photos," etc etc

Norman had decided to ignore any comments and he stared straight ahead. He spotted Will holding court at a table in the back, surrounded by the dreaded Alan and Brian, Roger, Reece, and Ian. Will spotted Norman and his jaw dropped, as did his table companions. Alan sneered.

But Norman could tell that Will was very pleased to see him, which filled him with joy.

Norman allowed George to lead him to Will's table, as literally almost all conversation stopped in the restaurant. Even the waiters stared.

Will instantly made room for Norman to sit next to him, bumping Alan down a seat, which made Alan pissed and Norman happy.

Norman grinned. And made sure his shirt stayed open, but not untucked.

Norman knew his nipples could be seen if one made the effort. He also knew they were hard. This made him blush, because many WERE making the effort, and Norman felt Roger's hand go inside his shirt.

"God, Rogerr," snarled Alan, "haven't you seen enough? I know I HAVE."

Brian said, "At least he's put SOMETHING on."

Alan laughed.

Will said, "I think he looks terrific. I've never seen him all in black."

Alan lashed, "Well, like all of us, you have seen him NOT ALL IN BLACK."

Brian followed suit. "We've all seen him NAKED ALL WEEK."

Alan shouted, "NAKED AND MORE!!!" He drank a cocktail, pleased with his caustic delivery but clearly annoyed that Norman had effortlessly stolen the show simply by showing up.

The waiter served water. "I HAVEN'T seen this gorgeous specimen naked." The waiter introduced himself to the table, and pointedly to  Norman, as "Jerry."

Alan was determined to further Norman's humiliation. "Well, JERRY, you should have been at the hotel. Norman's been peeing and cumming and wandering around naked for days."

Jerry: "Truly my loss."

Will: "Tone it down, Alan."

Norman laughed. "Oh, don't worry, Will. I can handle this little bitch."

Brian suggested cocktail orders.

Everyone agreed this was a good idea, and they ordered drinks. When Jerry returned with the cocktails, Alan had his own suggestion.

"Jerry, if you give me your phone number, I can send you some very interesting photographs ot the man in black here. However, he isn't wearing black."

Norman's heart sank to his toes. Will felt the same way, to a degreee, but he enjoyed watching Norman turn the color of a freshly painted fire engine.

"Sure," Jerry casually reesponded. He gave Alan his phone number. Alan wasted no time. In minutes, Jerry announced he'd received Alan's messages. "I need to take your entree orders, guys," Jerry said. "Then I really wanna look at my phone."

Messages plural, groaned Norman inwardly.

Norman hemmed and hawed about ordering, wishing to prolong Jerry from looking at whatever obscenities Alan had sent the good-loooking, cherubic young waiter. But he eventually settled on the pork chop. Norman actually felt like a pork chop at this time.

Jerry hurriedly went to the kitchen to place the orders. Then this was heard by all at Will's table:

"Oh my God. OH MY GOD OH MY GOD." Jerry's voice, excited. "I am in lust."

"Share the wealth, Jer."

 Other waiters were obviously looking at the images on Jerrry's phone.



"He is sitting in the restaurant. He ordered the pork chop."

"Oy vey. He has luscious nipples. I'd like to bite tthem off and take them home."

"You're a freak, Raoul."

Raoul laughed gutturally "I'd insert them in myasshole and work my shift."

"I think the lnaked guy's name is Norman."

"A bland name for such a slab of beef."

"What's in a name, anyway.....Here, look at this one,  He's got some type of anal probe in his rectume. And look at all those watching. Look how mnay of them are hard."

"We gott get rooms tat the hotl, Jerry."

"My tips are low, but I'll see what I can do. I'mf ffriendly with Chris, and he has rubbed my ass a few times."

Raoul fluttered around. "Chris likes to fuck. You should have no problem. Don't get clingy, though."

"Tittering, and Norman saw grinning, eager faces peeking out of the kitchen and then retreating.

"Does he know you have these?"

"I think so. He was sitting in front of me when his friend sent me these."

"Some friend. Norrman is embarrassed, in the photos you can tell. And he's embarrassed out ther now. That's so cute. It's a turn-on. What are you gonna say to him, Big J?"

"What CAN I say?"

"I'd say, you are certainly dexterous. And I love your shaved armpits."

"And his pec. THis guy is a seriouss swimmer. I'v looked head to toe. I bet he swims once a day."

"In a Speedo, not nude. That tan line is MAINTAINED"

"Jerry, is he single, or is he up for grabs."

Jerry said, "Hard to tell. There's  a lot of weird vibes at Table four. I'll find out. My guess is that the shorter blonde guy calls the shots with Norman and Norman does what he's itold, when you'd think it would be the other way aaroud."

"The short one is hot too. I've seen around. He's always with a bunch of hapot drunks. He looks good with his shirt off, but I've never seen him go farther."

"Now you have a summer project, Dexter,"said Jerry. Dexter muxed. He loved a challenge.

"I would not mention the sperm pic. He must be dying inside, knowing you have these. He just came to eat, and now we're all looking at him in the nude!"

I"In living color, under the sun, in front of dozens of horny guys."

"There's a name for this fetish. CNMN. Clothed male, nude male. Pretty simplce concept."

There was a lull as the waiters obviously focused on one PARTICULAR photo.

"What's that on his bulging balls?"

"I believe that is a vibrating cock ring."


"It's incredible that someone was able to get this at just the right time. His timing was impeccable."

"Whose timing? The guy with the phone, or the naked blonde guy now sitting at Table Four."

"Both, I'd say."

More giggles.

"Show me the pic of his asshole again. "

"Which one? There are several."

"The one where you almost see inside him."


"Thatt's way more than ''ALMOST'. I've seen less explicit pics in porn mags."

Several gasps followed. "I can't believe he allowed these to be taken. Therre must be at least, what, ten?"

"Oh shit," said Jerry. "Alan just sent me more."

Silence as Jerry opened up he files. Then:

"Is he peeing? It looks like he is peeing! I'd just die."

"He must have been drunk."

"With those erections? Doubtful."

"Here's more of his anus. It looks like i got bigger as the day went on."


Rlalul; " YOU must send me this one RIGHT NOW, Jerry."

"OK, buddy," Jerry genially complied. "You gott him. I'll send the other later."

Raoul: "You are my friend, Jerry." Raoul kissed Jerry and announced he was going for a smoke.

"Don't smoke too long," someone laughed. "Your table is discussing dessert. Paul wants to get rid of the chocolate mousse and he's slashed the pice. Just don't get cum in it."

Raoul laughed and entered the employees' rest room, locking the door. He downloaded a pic of Norman, naked on the beach lounge, tied face up, spread eagle, erect cock, erect nipples, bulbous balls, surounded by leering, partying clothed men Chris was in the photo, topless, with his junk pulled out, clearly mastubating.Norman's expression was a comibinatoin of fear, embarrrassment, humiliation, fury, and protest. A face mask lay beside him on the floor. It looked as if the mask had been forcibly removed. Norman had his face turned away from the camera, but this did little to obscure his identity. There were sex toys inserted into Norman's ass and on his cock and balls. They semed to be having an affect on Norman, and the onlookers watching him, who al seemed to be smiling, if not laughing out loud. It was a perfectly composed photo where you could see Norman from he top of hiss head to the tips of his toes, which seemed to be contorted.

Norman squirmed as Alan chuckled and glared at him in triumph. The other guys at the table smiled and drank, enjoying Norman's embarrassment. Serves him right for being so perfect, more than one of them reasoned.

Will got an erection as he watched Norman button his shirt in defeated humiliation.

Jerry returned and thanked Alan for "the gift of a lifetime." To Norman, Jerry said, "I can certainly SEE why you enjoy being nude. Are you single?"

Instantly, Will replied. "HE IS NOT. Back off, pal."

The table erupted in laugher, except for Alan, who felt some of his thunder had been stolen. He wanted this waiter to savor Norman's humiliation, not ask him out on a date.

Norman meekly drank and just looked at the bay, miserable with the knowledge the entire wait staff by the end of the night would possess intimate photos of his naked body, including the "money shot" pic of his ejaculate flying through the air towards his exposed face and open mouth. Not to mention "numerous" pics of his exposed anus.

The humiliation was almost unbearable. Jerry rubbed Norman's shoulders through his shirt. "Please don't be uncomfortable, sir. The photos are beautiful. And so DETAILED!"

Alan drawled, "Yeah. There's PLENTY of tail, all right. Not to mention what is IN BETWEEN the tail."

Will snapped, "Alan, just shut up."

Alan smiled and ordered another drink. "Take your time, Jerry. Take a gander at the pics again. Send them to your ex and tell him that the naked man is your new boyfriend." Fuck you, Will, don't mess with me and DO NOT tell me to shut up, EVER.

Jerry grrinned. "I don't have an ex. But I can send them to the bartenders. They'll love it, they get so bored sometimes, especially when it rains....."

Norman had the image of bored gay island bartenders showing customers his naked pics when it rained. "You won't believe what Jerry sent me. Look at THESE."

Horrifying! Norman felt like he was being punished for having a fine physique and the willingness to show it, all because he wanted to please Will.

Will was reaading Norman's mind. "Jerry is right, Normy. Do NOT be uncomfortable. I brought you out here to proudly expose you and I don't regret it."

Norman became indignant. He lashed out, finally, at Will, for putting him through this ordeal. "It's not YOUR BODY on everyone's cell, William."

This got a lot of laughter. Even from other tables, where diners were piecing together what had just went down at Will's table and realizing that one of the men there had sent ccompromising photos of the stud in black to the waiter's cell phone. A cruel, devious, hilarious prank indeed. 

As a result, many of these diners planned to somehow coerce Jerry to send them said photos.

And, unforttunately, Jerry was eager for tips, so he would share Norman's fantastically graphic nudity with anyone who asked, discreetly. Jerry didn't want to embarrrass Norman any further while he was on duty. Besides, Jerry realized he now had enough jerk-off material to get him through the summer, and he had enough technology in his room to print any photos on his cell phone and blow them up. Norman's naked body was going to be plastered all over his room! What a delicious sight that will be, thought Jerry. He had an erection and was glad his black pants were somewhat baggy in the crotch.

Alan watched Norman morosely eat his dinner, chagrined. He had enjoyed sticking the knife so publicly into the strapping, arrogant lawyer and embarrassingly exposing Norman''s explicitly nude photos to so many people at once. The magic of cell phones!!!! Alan (and Norman) knew that by the end of the night, Norman's body would be aa familiar to strangers as their own, and that these strangerrs would very likely use Norman's body for sexual gratification any time they pleased, and then be able to interact wwith Norman off and on, knowing what he really looked like without clothes on.

The rest of the gang had a variety of reactions. Roger thought Alan had crossed a line and he didn't want to associate with him any longer. Reece and Ian similarly believed Alan could have handled the situaiton with a bit more restraint by sending only a handful of pics instead of a treasure trove.

Brian thought Alan wonderfully wicked and since he and Alan were becoming serious fuck budddies, he supported any further humiliation of Norman totally. It was a total turn-on to Brian.

George was quietly livid at what Alan had done, and was plotting to avenge Norman. He already had an idea.

Will knew Norman was sickened by Alan's betrayal but he didn't know how to make Norman feel better, until George came over to Will and passed him a note that said "Meet me at the bar. I know how we get Alan."

George finished dinner, put down cash, and announced he was going to the bar for a drink. "The new bartender is hot," he explained. "I'll join you," said Will. "Norman? You wanna?"

Norman said nothing. "I'm fine."

Alan smirked. Brian chuckled. Reece and Ian each bought Norman a drink. Norman got buzzed. It did help. He ignored everyone at the table and looked out at the beautiful bay,, and at the smiling faces looking at their phones, then over at him. I'm a star, Norman thought, bitterly. Then he drank more.

At the bar, George unveiled his plan to Will. "At the Ice Palace tonight, there's a drag show that features a type of game show where two male contestants play a game that requires them to take off clothing if they miss a question. The drag queen allows total nudity, and she makes the loser dance naked on the stage to a song of her own choosing. I went last week, it was hilarious, the loser was drunk, dancing badly to "Sexymotherfucker." The crowd loved it.

"If you think Norman will go for this....."Will shook his head. "He'll bite my head off."

"Not Norman," George said, sagely. "Alan.The asshole."

"How would this work?" asked Will, excited. This would cheer up Norman for sure.

"The queen has six questions, three of them multiple choice. She gives the contestants two large index cards with the questions at the beginning of the game. The guys fill out the cards and return them to the drag queen. Each queestion anwered incorrectly results in the loss of a garment. There are considered to be six garments: (1) shoes (2) socks (3) shirt (4) pants (5) free pass (6) underrwear. If a contestant loses all six, he is naked, and has to submit to a very intimate interview standing on the stage while the queen interviews him and criticizes his body. She is no holds barred. A guy has to have very thick skin to play this. It's not for the faint-hearted. Then, the loser has to dance on the stage to whatever song the queen decides. The song is usually a long one. The crowd goes wild watching the guy's dick and balls flop around."

"And you want Alan to be one of the contesttants," said Will.

"Yes," replied George. "I know the queen. She selects contestants from the audience..We'll get Alan in the front row and the queen=-her name is Social Medea--will pluck him out of the crowd. I will point him out to her beforehand. She's in on the prank. Beforehand, Alan will be served a very special cocktail with a very special ingredient--Viagara."

Norman joined them at the bar and Will quickly brought him up to speed.

Norman asked, "What makkes you think Alan will be the losing contestant? He's an asshole, but he's fairly smart."

George said,"We'll just have to hope for the luck of the gods. But the other contestant will be...ME. I am a trivia expert. I've won major prizes and big bucks."

Will said, "Oh but George, what if you lose? You'll be NAKED ON STAGE."

George laughed. "You're not the only one with fantasies, Will. I'll handle it. But I don't plan to lose. Especially against Skinny Alan."

Will blurted, "Oh that's right! That's Alan's albatross."

George chuckled, "And it will be used relentlessly against him. Social Medea knows ALL about it, and she's had run-ins with him. She despises him."

Norrman: "So it's not just me."

George: "No, Mr. Ross, it is not just you."


Social Medea, a zaftig drag queen knowh for being drunk on stage, has opened her show lip-synching an Adele song. Now it is time for a game show called "SIX OR STRIP."

Alan, Brian, George, Will, Norman, Reece, Ian and Jerry are in the front row. Also in the room, Chris, Herbie, Richard, Enrique, Phillippe, Matt, Borden, Rowan, Alex, Bill, Dan, Felix, Raoul, others. Plus about twenty-five lesbians, all drunk,.

"OK gang," Social screeched. "I have explained the rules and the AMPLE cash prizes. Now I need contestants. What I usually do it PLUCK them out of the audience. I like to PLUCK good-looking ones, too. So,,,,,,,,,,,,,,hmmmmmmmmmmm, let me look arround............"

"OH, it's that sweet ACTOR from last week. Alan, isn't it? Alan, come on up here, you're gorgeous."

Alan finished the last of his Viagara-laced Manhattan (made by a friend of George's at the bar) and cockily hopped on the stage. He was wearing his ridiculous JAWS tank top and shorts. Underneath that, he wore red boxers. On his feet were white socks and old sneakers.

"OK, one more. Alan, why don't you pick your opponent?"

Alan suddenly wanted to embarrass George, who'd been aloof to him for days. "Him," Alan insisted. "The blonde. George."

George grinned. Too easy. George approached the stage. He wore a tight black T-shirt and khaki shorts with black socks and black sneakers. He got wolf whistles; Alan had not received any. George had done quick exercises backstage a half hour ago and he was pumped. Next To George, Alan looked like the Wimpy Kid. Alan regretted selecting George when he saw the audience response.

Will and Norman were arouseed. Whatever happened, there was going to be nudity on that stage. One guy would have fun with it; the other would be obliterated.


"OK,"here we go," said Social, as she handed both young men large index cards with sharpie handwriting. "Both Alan and George will be told the rules in just a second. I've given them identical cards with the same six questions written on this wetboard--can we roll out the wetboard, Sally?--thank you."

Sally, a young, energetic Ice Palacc employee, rolled out a covered wetboard with six questions written underneath. The questions were a mixture of multiple choice and simple inquiries. Sally hated being near Alan, as he had called her a "pathetic loser" at a house party last month and reduced her to tears. Alan sneered at her as she rolled the board to the middle of the stage. Sally dearly hoped to see Alan strripped and humiliated tonight.

Social unveiled the board to reveal the six questions:

(1) Name six leading men in Barbra Streisand moviees. Spelling is imperative. Misspelled names count as wrong answers.

(2) Who directed "Mulholland Dr."?

(3) How many competitive Grammmys has Diana Ross won as a solo artist?

(1) 5(2) 10(3) 0 (4) 15

(4) Name three films directed by Jane Campion.

(5) How many seasons did the cult TV sitcom "Arrested Development" run?

(1)2(2) 3(3) 4 (4) 5

(6) In the 1975 camp classic "Mandingo", what actor has a fairly lenghty full frontal nude scene?

(a) Jan-Michael Vincent(b) Nick Nolte(c) Ken Norton(d) Perry King


Norman looked at the questions with dismay. Out of the 6, he could answer 2 with confidence, 1 with trepidation, and the other 3, he had no clue. He said to Will, "Those are tough-ass questions. And they're all show biz. Alan is IN show biz. That gives him the edge over George."

Will replied, "Norman, Alan, from what I've learned and observed, is a second-rate, out-of-work hack. Besides, paralegals go to movies, watch TV, buy music. Have faith."

Norman answered, "I hope you're right."

George looked at his card and realized he knew all the answers, but decided to get one wrong just to give Alan a false sense of security. He filled out his card in minutes.

Alan felt queasy. He looked at his card and did not recognize ANY OF THE ANSWERS. To make matters worse, that last drink was hitting him hard. He felt warm and tingly all over.

Social Medea explained the rules of SIX OR STRIP: Each contestant had six "garments", in this order: (1) shoes (2) socks (3) shirt (4) pants (5) free pass (6) underwear. (3) and (4) could be flipped depending on contestant preferance..(5) was usually used to stall the removal of underwear and the embarrassment of complete nakedness. After the loser was naked, he had to submit to an interview on the stage, naked, then dance on the stage to a song of Social's choosing. "There has NEVER been a tie in this game, and," as she received George's completed card and glanced over at a clearly distressed Alan, "I STRONGLY SUSPECT we will not see one this evening."

Alan stared at his card. It might as well had been in Greek. "Five minutes, Alan," the drunk bitch queen barked at him. Alan played guessing games filling out the card and hoped for luck. He handed the card to the drag queen, who smirked at him, knowingly. "OK gang, let's get to the answers and see some SKIN."

The audience tittered. The difference between contestants was not only physical, it was obvious one knew what he was doing and the other was at sea. The vast majority wantd to see George naked, but they would settle for the skinny, nervous blonde guy, since he was already blushing and perspiring on stage.

"Gentlemen, take seats on the stage as I give the answers. You willl remove garments as II tell you. Please do not hesitate with the garment removals. This is a game for growwn-ups. I have other acts to follow."

Alan and George took seats on the stage. George winked at the audience, then at Alan.

It was then and there that Alan realized he would be most likely nude on stage, next to George. He felt like vomiting, and that drink was really doing a job on him.

Alan felt a tingle in his loins. Oh, no. This can't be happening. He looked at Will and Norman, who were grinnng at him. He more than anything wanted a body like Norman's, but his trainer had told him it just wasn't in the cards under conventional methods.

"OK, let's see which one of these fine gentlemen is going to show us his body," trilled Social.

"QUESTION 1 - Name six leading men in Barbra Streisand movies. Correct spelling is required. Incorrect spelling counts as a wrong answer.

George wrote: Omar Sharif, Ryan O'Neal, Kris Kristofferson, Jeff Bridges, Nick Nolte, James Caan.

Excellent, correct, and all spelled correctly. George, you can keep your shoes on."

The audience laughed as George breathed a phony sigh of relief.

Social Medea looked at Alan's card and said, "Oh, dear."

Alan wrote: Bradly Cooper, Ryan O'Neal, Omar Sharif, Seth Rogen, Tom Hanks

Social smirked: "This falls short on several levels. There's only five, ond of them is misspelled, and two of them never worked with Barbra Streisand. Take off your shoes, Alan."

The audience tittered as a sheepish Alan removed his shoes. Alan felt very strange. The tingling in his loins was escalating.

Social kept the ball rolling:

"QUESTION 2: Who directed ""Mulholland Dr.?"

George wrote Paul Thomas Anderson. George, you must be stoned. I know you love this movie."

George just grinned.

Norman: "He knows it's David Lynch. A bunch of us saw it after work at Cinema Village."

Will: "He's just fucking with Alan's head. I love it. Wonder when that pill will kick in?"

Norman: "Look at his face. It's kicking in now. He's perspiring on his head and under his arms. He knows something is wrong."

Norman motioned to the floor waiter for another round of drinks, feeling much better.

Social: "George, remove your shoes." George made a big show of it, and the audience lapped it up. They now had hope they'd see this cute guy at least without his shirt.

Social: "Let's see how Shoeless Alan did. Oh dear. He wrote (giggle) Alfred Hitchcock, who was DEAD when this movie was made."

Social laughed, along with the audience, which made Alan feel stupid, which he did not like, and the tingling in his body was getting hard to ignore.

"Take off your socks, Alan, let's see those cute little piggies."

Alan, pissed, took off his socks and the audience chuckled. Will and  Norman stared at him and grinned.

Social kept the ball rolling:

"QUESTION 3 : How many competitive Grammmys has Diana Ross won as a solo artist?

(a) 5 (b) 10 (c) 0 (d) 15

Now, this answer may shock you. I know it shocked me.

George wrote (c) 0. THAT IS ABSOLUTELY CORRECT. Hard to believe, but Ms. Ross never won a competitive Grammy as a solo artist. She was nominated 15 times, I believe. And she has some type of honorary Grammy. But she's never won in competition.

Let's see what Shoeless Alan wrote: Oh, dear (giggles). Alan wrrote (d) 15.

That is hugely incorrect, and we are now about to see some flesh. Alan, you may remove either your shirt, or your pants.

Alan was in agony. He was not enjoying stripping on stage in front of these people, especially next to a specimen like George, and especially in front of Will and Norman, who were openly laughing at him and drinking. The other guys from the hotel were having similar reactions. The fuckers.

Alan hesitated. Shirt. Or pants.  Alan suddenly was very leery of baring his chest.

Catcalls began. "Take something off!" "Take off your shirt!" "Taje off your pants!"

Norman yelled, at the top of his lungs, "TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT, SKINNY!!!!!"

Alan, mortified, knew he had no choice. "TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT, SKINNY!!!!!" was becoming a goddamn chant.

Swallowing hard, he removed his beloved JAWS tank top, to derisive jeers. He immediately heard comments like "beanpole, "has he ever seen the sun," "what odd nipples," and most cruelly, "no muscle." He saw Will and Norman laughing at him and drinking.

Social always loved it when her losing contestants exhibited real humiliation and embarrassment to these drunks, and she knew she had a live one in this blushing, stupid Alan.

Alan crossed his arms over his chest, which provoked more catcalls "You ain't got nothin' to cover up, skinny!" If this wasn't catastrophic enough, Alan was  now realizing he was getting an honest-to-God errection. He leaned forward in his chair to hide anything that might be seen by the increasingly raucous crowd.

Alan looked over at George, who merely smiled at him.

Social went on: "Well, now that we have one of them bare-chested, or whatever you want to call that, let's see if we can get Alan NAKED."


"There's no chance we can get George the hottie naked, but we might get him out of his shirt and pants." Cheers! George smiled and arched an eyebrow. This wasn't gionna happen, but he enjoyed teasing the audience.

Social went on: "QUESTION 4: Name three films directed by Jane Campion.

One of the most highly regaarded female directtors. Let's see what smartypants Georgei wrote: The Piano, Sweetie, The Power of the Dog. 


Social turned to the half-naked Alan. "I'm almost afraid for this one at this point. Let's see what Tarzan wrote."

"Tarzan?!? Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. More like Ichabod Crane!"

Alan remained bent over in the chair with his arms clamped over his chest. He felt his nipples hardening and his erection expanding. He was sweating bullets and the crosd loved that.

Social knew Alan had left the answer to Question 4 blank, as she had glanced at his card once she realized she had a contestant who very likely was going to end up nude. She prolonged the suspense, because she knew Alan knew exactly was coming next. She decided to throw him a bone, as he was obviously to be naked in about ten minutes.

"Alan, you left your answer to Question 4 completely blank," Social mocked. "You know what that means. I am going to give you a brreak, You can take off your shorts, or you can use the free pass now. But you realize you are most likely just prolonging the inevitable."

Social laughed. "So much for the hunks being dumber than the skinny nerds."

"GET SKINNY NAKED!!!!!" This too, became a chant. Alan wanted to disappear into thin air. He had just been called skinny, and a nerd. In public, in front of people he knew.

"I'll take the free pass now," Alan meekly offered.

"What? I can't hear you, Alan," Social taunted, enjoying watching Alan squirm, sweat, and blush.

"I SAID, I'll takd the free pass," Alan almost yelled.

"Oooooooooohhhhhhh, he's feisty when he's almost NUDE," trilled Social.

Norman motioned to the floor waiter again. He had to make an efffort because the distracted waiter was clearly enjoying the show on stage.

"Very well, Alan," said Social. "But this means if you lose the next two questions, first come off your shorts, then your underwear, and then you're REALLY gonna be exposed."

Alan said nothing.

Social: "QUESTION 5 How many seasons did the cult TV sitcom "Arrested Development" run?

(1)2(2) 3(3) 4(4) 5

George, of courss, you know, the one with clothes on, answered correctly. The answer is (4) 5 seasons. Hilarious show."

Alan did not remember how he answered this, but he knew he was about to find outt and judging from the smirk on the drag queen's face, he had come up short agin.

Social: "Someone skinny and shirtless needs to watch more TV. Alan, this is just not your night. You answered (3) 4. Wrong! Take off your pants."

"GET SKINNY  NAKED!!!!" chanting started up all over again. Alan wanted to flee from the stage, but he had a big ego, and it would not allow him to balk. Still bending over, he slowly lowered his shark shorts to his naked feet and removed them. He remained bent over, because he figured by now that his erection was not unmissable in his red boxers. He hoped no one noticed.

His hopes were futile. Norman said: "He's hard. What do you think he is going to do?"

Will: "I have no idea. Look at his eyes. He's terrified. I almost feel sorry for him."

Norman. "NO. YOU DO NOT." Will laughed.

Social was allowing Alan to remain in his hunched over position because it added to his obvious embarrassment, humiliation, and overall patheticness. But soon she was going to make him stand up in front of everyoone and show off all his charms.

She began to wrap up. "OK, gang, get ready for nekkid, alhough I wish Alan the best. Maybe he got this right."


Social: "FINAL QUESTION , and it couldn't be more appropriate! In the 1975 camp classic "Mandingo", what actor has a fairly lenghty full frontal nude scene?

(a) Jan-Michael Vincent(b) Nick Nolte(c) Ken Norton(d) Perry King

George, you nailed it again. It is (d) Perry King. You may leave the stage and collect your prize money at the bar. You also get two free drinks. Congratulations."

Social shook her head as she towered over the cowering, shivering, almost naked Alan.

"Alan, I'm sorry honey, but your answer is incorrect. You have to remove your underwear. And stand up to face your audience."

"Please don't," begged Alan. "I have a problem."

"You certainly do," agreed the drag queen. "But take 'em off or I'll take 'em off for you, and you wouldn't like that."

"TAKE IT OFF, TAKE IT OFF, TAKE IT OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yet another chant. The crowd wanted to see NAKED and a few of them had figured out Alan's "problem."

Alan, still crouching, slid down his underwear to his feet, and the drag queen snatched them away.

Alan was naked. In public.

Will: "Whoa."

Norman: "It couldn't happen to a nicer guy."

Brian watched in awe as his friend was being degraded on stage. He was enjoying it immenely. He felt the derisive comments about Alan's body were exaggerated, but he also knew Alan could be very self-conscious, which made the humiliation on stage even more delicious. Brian felt wonderfully naughty watching Alan being forced to be naked. He readied his camera.

"STAND UP, ALAN," commanded Social Medea. "YOU LOST FAIR AND SQUARE."

Alan had had enough of this drag queen and her mockery. Oh fuck it, he thought. In one fell swoop,  he stood up, to screams and laughter. His erection was considerable. It pulsated. It stuck straight out out of his blonde pubes, hard as it could be. It was wet on the tip. His balls hung low to the surprise of many. His nipples were notably hard. He made no effort to cover anything. He just stood there, nude, his arms hanging down by his sides, watching Will and Norman take cell photos of his nakedness. They were far from the only ones doing this. Brian was taking them at a rapid rate. Alan forlornly thought Brian had been his friend. Guess not. Nude, embarrassed, humiliated, and unspeakably aroused, Alan cut a miserable figure on the stage.






Social Medea took a few photos of her own.They'd be put up in the bar

She walked behind Alan. The pale, scrawny idiot did have a decent ass. She took photos of that as well. .

"OK, nature boy, time for your interview," Social barked. "Calm down, people. Alan, sit back down and do not try to cover yourself. Just sit back and relax."

Alan sat down, exactly as instructed. He figured if he acted like nothing was bothering him about being naked on stage, he would come out the victor in the long run. But inside, he was devastated, on many levels. Brian's betrayal cut him deeply.

The crowd calmed down to watch a naked man with a hard-on be interviewed by a obviously drunk drag queen.

"So," said Social, "what is going through your mind, Alan?"

"I need to go to the movies more," Alan tried to chuckle. It sounded forced.

"Do you often get erections when you strip in  public?" asked Social.

"Almost never. I don't strip in public on a regular basis," said Alan.

"We can see why," a bitch in the second row spat. Angry lesbian, thought Alan. You WISH you had this dick.

"Let's open up the floor for questions for Alan," said Social. Uh-oh, Alan thought.

A cute young man stood up. "I think your body is very nice and I don't understand some of the comments you've had to endure. I also ttink you're an attractive fellow and I am in Room 225 here at the Grove Hotel."

This got some applause, and some laughs. Alan smiled for the first time in hours. "Whaat is your name, buddy? And thanks for the comments."

"I'm Terry. Come by later. I'll be up very late."

Alan said, "OK. You got it."

Oohs, aahs.

Norman: "He's an actor, all right."

Will: "You gotta give him some credit. This cannot be easy."

Norman: "Oh, please. He distributed me to God knows how many people on his phone. I'm almost assured to be on the internet. Do you know what that means?"

Will: "It's not a big deal anymore. They're just naked photos."

Norman: "Will. The photos are pornography, and you know it."

Will: "Oh, I wouldn't say that."

Norman: "You wouldn't say that becausee it's NOT YOU."

Will: "Let's discuss it later. Let's keep watching Alan. Look, he's still hard and acting like it's the most normal thing in the world."

Norman: "A defense mechanism. It's a smart move. But he's still sweating like a pig."

An older woman stood up and asked Alan, "Do you like showing THAT BODY to strangers? Why do you have an erection?"

Alan was blunt. "I believe I was slipped something in my drink, like Viagara."

There were gasps.

Social: "We don't condone that. If that happened, we didn't know about it." Social was an adept liar, even sloshed.

George, at the bar, told his partner-in-crime bartender not to worry. "That drink sat on a table unaccompanied. ANYONE could have done it."

Alan moved around in the chair and pulled one leg up over a knee. Thie only made the erection throb more and his big balls thrust upwards, which turned on quite a feew people.

Another man stood up. "I can't take my eyes off your cock."

Alan was regaining confidence. "And what room are YOU in?"

Terry protested. "Hey, I saw him first!"

The atmosphere was becoming more convivial. Social Medea had to admit Alan was a very good sport, and she agreed, the more you got to know him, the more appealing his lightly toned physique became. And he did have big balls, and his penis was nothing to be ashamed of. And he had a very nice ass.

An older lesbian stood up. "Why don't you masturbate for us?"

"Yes, yes, yes" "Oh, yes," "Do it," there was a series of encouragement for Alan to jerk off, naked, on stage.

Alan firmly said, "I will not do that. But thanks for asking."


Alan looked at Social Medea. "So now I have to do a dance, or something?"

Social thought Alan had been through enough and she was having second thoughts about the Viagara thing. "Put your clothes on, darling. I'm gonna buy you a cocktail. We'll cut the dance. I have four more acts waiting to go on."

THANK GOD, thought Alan. He didn't need to be told twice. He quickly dressed, and the audience began to move around. They'd seen a naked man, which is all they'd come to see, and he had been sporting an impressive erection. And despite his genial recovery, he had been soundly humiliated and pictures had been taken. The audience was satisfied.

Will: "Show's over. Let's go have a drink with George and congratulate him for a job well done. You know he threw this together at the last minute."

Norman: "He's at the bar. Let's go. But first, I have a few choice words for Skinny."

Will raised an eyebrow and followed Norman to the stage, where Alan was now fully clothed in his shark attire.

"Impressive, Alan," Norman said. "Thanks for the photos. Nice hard-on for a skinny guy."

Alan was cold. "I know you spiked my drrink, Norman."

Norman laughed. "I'd never do something like that. Maybe it was someone else you offended."

Alan snorted and stomped off the stage. He joined Social Medea at the bar.

Will said to Norman, "Well, you tried. Just let it go, you got your jollies. He was 100% embarrassed, but he is never gonna admit it."

Norman: "I know. We'll probably never see him again anyway."

Will: "Except on our phones."

Norman: "I'll never jerk off to that creep."

Will: "Yes you will."

Norman grinned.

Will and Norman joined George at the bar and got smashed, often looking over at Alan and laughing hysterically while looking at their phones.

Alan left after one drink. He went to find Terry in Room 225. Terry was a take charge individual. He demanded that Alan mastuurbate for him. Since Alan's erection had not subsided, Alan complied. He masturbated naked on Terry's bed while Terry talked dirty to him. Alan was able to produce a decent load, and Terry told him he had an early boat and needed to go to sleep, alone. Alan took the hint and left, feeling kind of rejected.

Then Alan went back to the hotel, feeling more humiliated than ever. He went to bed alone, and he cried himself to sleep.

Brian walked by Alan's room, and almost knocked, but thought better of it, and went to bed himself after jerking off to Alan's humiliating photos. He was particularly turned on by photos showing Alan's dripping sweat creating rather large droplets on the stage.

Will, Norman, George and Roger wound up in the hot tub, discussing Alan's grand humiliation over drinks.

"I think he wanted to die," said George. "Those body comments had to sting."

"He recovered well during the interview," said Will. 

Roger said, "Did you think so? All I saw was a very nervous, naked man desperate to put his clothes back on who'd say anything to detract from the fact he was naked. I didn't buy his 'I'm fine with this' act at all. He was humiliated the whole time. The tip -off was that he NEVER STOPPED SWEATING. They had the A/C on in the Ice Palace, and he's sweating? That spoke volumes to me."

Norman concurred. "That is a very good point, and of course, I hope you are right."

They all laughed.

George had the last word. "He was definitely cut down to size. I can't wait to tease him tomorrow."

They all laughed again.

"Has anyone sent him photos of his big night?" asked Roger.

"Done," chimed in Will and Norman, simultaneously.:


Chris has breakfasst with his team. "OK, guys, we got a college group on the 10:00 boat. Be ready. Some of the boys are 18,19,20. Those guys have chaperones in their early 20s, so don't expect much help there. Just keep them under control. We've been through this before, and they've paid in advance. I've put them all in the seveb suites on the back deck. It'll hopefully keep them off the stairs. There's about 20 of them including the two chaperones. The two chaperones have their own room, the Oak Room."

Herbie asked, "Are Will and Norman staying another night?"

Chris, "If I know Wil, yes. But expect it, and don't take any bookingss for Spanish."

Herbie squealed. "Oh what fun! Will and college boys."

Chris: "Remmber, Will is married now."

The houseboys laughed and had more bacon and eggs and coffee, which they knew they'd need.


Will: Norman, gett up. You gotta call in again.

Norman: Huh? Owwwwwwwwwwwwww. I need coffee. What day is it?

Will: It's Tuesday. We're staying .two more nights.

Norman: I cannot stay Wednesday night. Either these call--outs or those internet pics are gonna get me fired.

Will: I'm dialing. Tell her you have to have another day because the weather is perfect. IT's not a lie. They half way expect it. THey know you're out here with ME.

Norman's phone was on speaker. Phyllis answered: "Mr. Ross, do you need the entire week? Nothing's going on here."

Norman was speeechless. "No, Phyllis, just tomorrow, if you don't mind."

Phyllis laughed. "Take the rest of the week. It's a ghost town here. We'll see you Monday."

Will waited until Norman hung up, then he squealed with glee. "SEE? It told you."

Norman was relieved. He needed a few recovery days back in town and it was nice to have two whole days here witth no rreal plans.

Will of course had rvery real plans.

Those handcuffs had yet to be utilized.


Alan sat in the hot tub acoiss from Dan, who was already drunk. Alan nursed a beer. He wore his red speedo. Dan was naked.

Dan: "I sure like those photos of you on stage last night. I don't think you're so skinny."


Dan: "Oh, OK.Your interview went well, you got hit on and everything. Did you go to that guy's room?


Dan shrugged and drank out of his wine bottle. The hot tub sure was nice today. He didn't grasp why Alan was being such a cunt. I mean, he'd been naked on a stage, and he's been propositioned. Sure, Alan had been incredibly insulted about his body, but whatever. Dan gave up on insults long ago.

"You know, Alan," Dan said, "your erection was pretty impressive. And you sure were sweating like a pig."

"SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Alan wailed.

Indeed, it was another lettter-perfect summer day on the island.

Brian wandered into the pool area. He saw Alan and Dan in the hot tub and decided to work out in the gym before he got in. Brian sensed Alan was going to be hostile, and it was obvious Dan was already bombed. Brian didn't have a buzz yet, and he hadn't brought any booze to the pool area, and there did not seem to be any available..

Roger and George showed up in towels. They stripped and got into the tub. They had plastic cups of vodka. Fuck, said Brian. I'm gonna have to go back to the room.

He did so, quickly, and retrieved a bottle of gin, and a hotel plastic cup. Brian hated gin, but someone had left it in his room, so whatever, it was something.

Brian raced back to the gym, now that he had supplies.

"Good morning, guys," George said cheerily. "Boy, those were HARD questtions, last night, weren't they, Alan?"

Alan glared at the hot tub drain. He wanted to strangle George, but there were too many witnesses

Roger: "What was it like, standing naked and skinny with an erection on the Ice Palage Stage?"

Alan coldly replied, "I was drugged against my will, I don't renenber,:'

George: "Good drugs, to give you a boner like that."

Alan: "I can't prove it, George, but I KNOW you had something to do with that."

George: "I just beat you in a game. Sorry. Don't be a spoil sport, skinny. By the way, I heard a girl say that she wished she had nipples the color of a rosebush like you."

Alan erupted. "I HAVE HAD IT WITH YOU PEOPLE." Brian, who did love drama, and really didn't want to work out, and had just gulped a snootful of gin, neat,  wandered over, stripped, and got in the tub.:

"Good morning, anyone had breakfast? I was gonna go to Marvin's. You're all welcome, courtesy of Netflix," Brian brightly chirped.

Alan snarled, "Fuck Netflix. And fuck you, Brian."

"What the fuck did I do?" asked Brian, innocently. Alan was unravelling, and Brian got off on this.

George and Roger played with each other's cocks. "Free breakfast," giggked Geirge,

Alan stood up with his hands on his slim hips. He glared at Brian.

"YOU TOOK PICTURES OF ME," Alan bellowed.

"Sure I did," laughed Brian. "We'e all been taking pictures all week. Why should you be exempt?"

Geirge, Roger and Dan laughed at Alan's prima donna act. This was the final straw for Alan. He stormed out of the hot tub, went to his room, packed, and checked out of the hotel. Within minutes, he was on the ferry to Manhattan.

Brian, George and Roger went to breakfast. Brian had a breakfast sandwich. George had a toasted blueberry muffin and an order of breakfast potatoes. Roger had pancakes and bacon. They all had coffee. They didn't see Alan leave, nor did they really give a shit. After breakfast, they went to a bar and had Fireball shots, courtesy of Netflix.

At this bar, Brian said to Roger: "Do you want to have sex today, Rog?" George ordered another shot since Netflix was funding it. George knew Roger detested being called "Rog." But then he heard Roger say, "why not?" SLUT, thought George. But oh well, they weren't married. George realized he kind of loved Roger and he did not want Roger to fuck around today, at least. George decided he would just devote the day to day drinking and if Roger wanted him, he would make him beg, fucking ginger motherfucker.


Will had showered and shaved. He tolld Norman, "Before breakfast, Chris wants to talk to me about something. I'll be back in a half hour or so."

Norman smoked a joint, naked, relaxed. "OK, but I'm getting hungry and so are our gulls."

Will took a hit from the joint. He suspected he would need it.. He walked down the corridor to Chris' office, Herbie let him thrrough reception, and Will found himself in front of Chris' headquarters. He knocked.

"Come in," said Chris. To Will's surprise, Chris was wearing a suit and tie. "We have a college group in about an hour. I always wear business duds to greet them. Sets a tone."

Will nodded. "Chris, about the photos for your scrapbook....."

Chris eagerly smacked his hands. "Yes, we don't have much time. Strip naked."

Will froze. This was happening very fast. Chris looked over. "I only want a few. Hey, remember this? Chris held up a gleaming white jockstrap that Will recognized.

"Damn, I thought I'd lost that," he exclaimed.

"Nope,, you left it behind the bed in the Blue Room two years ago. It's been DRY-CLEANED. Put it on. Go on, take off your clothes, Will."

Will, giddy and stoned, stripped naked and put on the jock strap.

"Great," Chris said. "I want a photo of you climbing the first spiral staircase wearing that. Let's do that before it gets too crowded."

Will left the office and went to the staircase. Behind him was Chris with a real camera, not a cell phone. "Just climb up, I'll do the rest." Will climbed the stairs and Chris took his pic.

"OK, hurry, back to the office," Chris urged.

Willl followed the hotel owner back inside. "OK, Will, take that off. You''ll be naked for the rest of these pics."

Chris had Will poss several ways, and he was methodical about what he wanted, commenting as he went along, which drove Will kind of wild:

"Stand up naked for a full frontal. Let's see your bare junk. You  have a cute dick, everyone thinks so." Good.

"Put your hands behind your head. Show me those pits. Herbie wants to lick those pits, you know, and pull out the hairs with his teeth." Superb.

"Turn around for a full backside. Show me that butt the houseboys want to fuck." Excellent.

"Bend over just a bit and pull your ass cheeks open. WIDE OPEN. Dig in ahd yank. Look back at me. Don't worry. These are private, you know that." Fine, fine, nice and pink. I can see why the houseboys want to fuck it, I'm not making that up to flattter you. (Will blushed.)

"Get on the couch and spread your legs again and finger your pink ass." Nice. I have a thing for compromising positions, don't you, Will? Can  you put your finger in all the way? That's it. That must feel great. It looks great, I'll tell you that. Very masculine and sexy, it makes your musculature stand out. Hey, you're getting hard!

"I'm loving it," said Chris. "Thanks for doing this for me, Will."

Will smiled weakly. He was embarrassed.

"Stay on the couch in that position and play with your big-ass man niipples." Beautiful. You're getting harder. Your nipples are sensitive, aren't they?

Will nodded, feeling very flush.

"OK, last one. Jerk off all over yourself. Don't be shy. Do it. Those college boys will be here any minute." He threw Will a bottle of lube. "But no pressure. The houseboys can handle them if need be." Chris laughed and Will saw Chris was tenting through his suit pants.

Chris said: "Goddamn, Will. Your balls are so hot. I love it when the jiggle as your move. Herbie said one day, I wonder what those testicles would look like if they weren't covered with skin. Yes, sir."

Will, stunned:, was turned on, and he was hard, so he fulfilled Chris' request. Chris snapped a rapid-fire succession of pics, said "spread your legs more, I want your open asshole in the shots," and Will heard himself moaning at the craziness of what he was doing, masturbating naked in front of the gorgeous hotel owner in his business suit, who was grinning the entire time.

Will shouted "I'm gonna cum," shot a load, a big one, and Chris took in a big breath. "Wonderful."

"OK, Will, thanks, but I need the office cleared now. I'l develop these hot babies and we can look at them tomorrow. Thanks, man. They'll be great additions to my scrapbook and NO ONE ELSE will see them."

Chris gave Will a towel and Will wiped himself off. Then he quickly dressed and left without saying a word, but holding his old jockstrap by his side. He had tto admit he was slightly humiliated. And more than a bit guilty and apprehensive.

"Have a nice breakfast, I know I just did," laughed Chris as he shut his office door.

Chris unzipped his fly and masturbated to the imagery of the last half hour. Hd didn't need the pictures just yet. The experience had been intense and very intimate, since the office was awash in sunshine and Chris had absorbed Will's nudity in detail down to the last mole. The bewilderment on Will's endearing face, his mild discomfort, HIS BODY, his asshole, and his splendiferous LOAD all over Will's body--Chris was able to shoot his own load in under five minutes. Hd shot into a towel spread over his  suited abdomen.

Which was good, because just then, Herbie knocked on the door to inform him the college boys were "in the house." Chris took a Valium.

Will staggered back to the Spanish Room in a kind of fog. When he got to the room, he hid the jockstrap in his luggage; Thankfully, Norman was in the shower. Now, to think up an explanation why a half hour had turned into an hour......

Norman came out of the bathroom naked, wet and beautiful. Whew, what a morning, thought Will.

"Let's eat," said Will. "Yeah, but let's smoke first," said Norman.

Why not, thought Will. It's Tuesday. Norman smoked in the nude.

"You were gone almost an hour. What did Chris want?"

"He wants us to stay through the week. He says we're good for business. He wanted to have a morning libation and we smoked a little weed. I couldn't say no. He IS the owner."

"I suppose," Norman replied, but he was a little suspicious. He knew Chris had an eye for Will. Many men did. Norman wasn't dumb..

On fhs way to breakfast, both wearing T-shirts, shorts, and sandals, Will and Norman encountered the college group milling about in the lobby, open-mouthed and chattering.

"Let's get out of here," said Will. It was too much.

"What, you don't like college boys?" teased Norman.

"We'll see them later," Will groaned. "I really am hungry."

They descended upon Marvin's. A few off the college boys were there having coffee. Will and Norman ordered, for a change, waffles and bacon, but they made sure to order toast and muffins for their aviary friends. Norman got his cold can of Coke, and both of them fueled up on coffee.

They took their food to the beach. Both wanted solitude after the craziness of the last few days. They fijnished their breakfast, and then strolled on the beach, distributing the birds' morning feast. Birds on the beach were a bit different, you could throw food on the ssnd and they'd come right up to it and gobble it down.

"Alan left the island," announced Norman. "I heard it at breakfast."

"No great loss," said Will. He wss actually glad, because he found Alan ultimately toxic.

"I guess not," said Norman, but Will could tell Norman felt a tinge of guilt.

"OK, Normy, let's go back and show these college boys how tto party," cajoled Will.

Norman grrinned. GOD ONLY KNOWS what's about to happen on this beautiful Tuesday.

Will couldn't stop thinking about his whiplash nude photo shoot in Chris' office. Was that a mistake? Oh well, what's done is done.

The couple walked on the beach towards the hotel, holding hands and laughing. Will stripped Norman's shirt off him and held it aloft like a trophy.  Norman rolled his eyes. His damn nipples got hard.

As Will and Norman entered the hotel, they ran into George. George wore only a towel. The college boys had been drresed for the beach with tahks and shorts, but now those tanks were being removed with wild abandon. None of them had gotten naked, however, George confided. "But you know they want to. All it will take is one of the jock types to get the balls rolling."

George had a way with words. Will, feeling giddy, yanked off George's towel. George yelped and tried to cover himself. "Will, you bitch! Waut until we're at the pool!"

:"I think we should strip  Will right here in the lobby," Norman suddenly announced.. "He stripped me on the beach, and now he stripped George just now. Or, let's take him to the back deck and strip him naked. Give him a taste of his medicine.."

A gaggle of ccllege boys heard this and asked where the back deck was. "Come along, we'll show you," giggled George, who had retrieved his towel. "You can help us strip Will nude."

Will allowed this to run its natural course. Once onn the back deck, George, Norman and a college student stripped Will bare. Will was enjoying the attention.

Of course, he acted outraged and demure. But once he was naked, and the colllege boys were drooling and Norman was frowning because an emboldened George was touching Will's nipples, Will simply requested a cocktail. It was provided by someone, Will didn't know who, it was one of these nice, appreciative college boys. And it was Wild Turkey!

"Normy, go get the sunscreen, please," urged Will. "I want you naked too."

"Oh my God yes," said a college freshman. "Uh, I have sunscreen in my bag."

"Fine," said Will. "You may apply it to us. Norman, get naked."

"Oh, fuck yeah," said the student. George removed his towel. "You may apply it to me as well, young man."

Norman, not wanting to be a spoilsport, got nude, but he was not very comfortable with what was taking place.

"Do George first, then me, than Norman," Will instructed, gesturing to the attractive student, whose eyes were bulging out of their sockets.

"OHHHHHHHHHHH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD," said the freckle-faced, slightly built student, whose name turned out to be Winston.

Chris walked out in his suit, accompanied by the two male college chaperones: Robert, a tan, athletic,handsome, gregarious auburn-haired guy's guy in his mid 20s barely wearing an open Hawaiian shirt and white baggy shorts, carrying a pina colada, and Griffin, a very thin, priggish, bespecled man in is 40s wearing a white shirt and overly large orange lounge pants, carrying a bag of knick-knacks.

They were greeted to the sight of Will, Norman, and George, naked, being lovingly sunscreened by the college student Winston, who had stripped down to his boxers.

"Uh, this is our back deck, as advertised," chuckled Chris.

"I think Roger and Brian are fucking," George announced, airily. It was apparent George was stoned. Will smiled and nudged Norman, who laughed.

Robert said, "Pretty active before lunchtime, I'd say." He laughed and stripped naked, creating a very appealing, sexy spectacle indeed. Griffin said, "MISTER LONG, I do think we should set some time of example here. I'm well aware of where we are, but as you just said, it isn't even lunchtime. There should be some decorum." Griffin had never seen Robert in the nude. Wow,  he thought. I'm sharing a room with THIS? Yippee! Griffin hadn't had sex in a long time.

Robert Long sauntered over to the sunscreening expo and said, "I had breakfast and I've had enough decorum for one morning. We're at the beach." He drained his cocktail and stretched out on a lounge chair next to Norman, spreading his legs quite wide and adjusting his considerable balls around his considerable cock. Will took notice immediately, as did everyone, especially the college boys who'd waited to see this sight for months. Robert Long was an accounting professor at the college and the recipient of many a crush there, from both men and women.

Robert had furry armpits and an unruly pubic bush. He did not manscape. Otherwise his body was smooth; he had naturally developed pecs and large brown nipples. His cock was not very long, but it was very thick, and his balls were big ones. 

At this point, an Arcitc storm could not have kept these boys' clothes on. Within minutes, the back deck was nothing but bare, toned, horny  male flesh. Griffin fled in horror back to his room.

Winston's penis made an erect appearance, finding its way out of the fly of his boxers. No one said anything, as George was hard, and Will was slowly getting there. Norman remained flaccid, even as Winston liberally rubbed sunscreen all over him and of course focusing on his perfect tan line, and by extension, Norman's genitalia. Norman was somewhat embarraased, as he did not know this handsy college kid, and the kid was now attempting to finger him. Norman said, "I don't need sunscreen there,  you can stop."

Winston frowned and put his hard dick back into his boxers. He looked around and saw that many others were nude, so he shrugged and removed the boxers entirely. George smiled and said, "Nice job."

Chris began to take off his suit. Soon, he was naked. He sat down and got many lustful stares. He waved at everyone.

Will began to think he should have taken Norman home yesterday. But he wasn't one to abandon plans. There were the handcuffs............

But now, there was also this "Robert Long." Norman wasn't ignoring Robert Long, Will could see. Only a corpse could ignore Robert Long.

Robert Long winked at Will and looked him up and down. Norman observed, and rolled over towards Will, knowing he was allowing Robert to get an unrestrictedgander at his ass. Norman blushed. Norman kept his legs closed, no need to show this guy everything up close and personal. He gave Will a quizzical look. Will blinked in confusion. He also got hard.

The naked college boys romped, drank, and got frisky on the back deck.

Will thought: Tangled web indeed. Plan B..............?



























Submitted: January 04, 2022

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