"Okay, okay, maybe he does. Nothing wrong with that. I do too," Danforth said. "And that brings up the next rule."
"Hey," Chris Nelson said. "How 'bout untying me before you go into any more rules."
"We'll untie you from the bed but for your initiation you got to take three whacks from each of us on your knees, bent over with you hands tied behind your back. With the big paddle." Danforth said, looking at the others for approval.
"Okay." Nelson said, anxious to get out of the embarrassing and uncomftable position he was in. Bryce began untying Nelson's wrists. Page lifted Chris's legs and slid the rope out from behind his knees. Nelson was soon free. He sat up rubbing his wrists.
"Asshole sore?" Page asked.
"What do you think?" Nelson answered.
"Just wondering," Page said, smiling. "I say we give him his second paddling now, guys."
"Oh, man, my butt's still sore from the other paddling, guys. C'mon." Nelson said.
"Good," Danforth said. "That's means we did it right. We'll do the next one right too. On the bed, Chris. Elbows and knees, butt up in the air."
"Yeah, I want my smacks with the big paddle, so get your ass movin'." Page reached for the long paddle. He swung it through the air a couple of times.
Realizing that he was not getting out of this situation, Nelson got on the bed and slowly leaned forward on his elbows. He rested his head on his folded forearms."
"Nothin' doing, Chris," Danforth said. "Hands behind your back. You get your wrists tied for this." Nelson moved his arms behind his back and Bryce, who still held the rope, quickly tied Nelson's wrists.
"I want your legs together for my smacks," Page said. "I'm tired of looking at your messy asshole, anyway. I'm going to make mine count. They'll sting like hell, Nelson." Everyone took a position to watch Chris's further paddling. Page rubbed the paddle back and forth across Nelson's ass several times. "I don't know where to start," Page said as he continued to tease Nelson. "Up here. Or maybe down here." Nobody said a word. Teasing with the paddle was a part of the fun. "Oh, and before I begin, Chris, turn your haed so I can see you. I want to see the expression on your face." Nelson turned his head, looking back at Page.
Whack!! Page put the first smack straight across both buttocks. Nelson raised up slightly, throwing his head back. Page's first one had stung.
"Oh, _f_u_c_k_!" Nelson yelled. A red, rectangular outline of the paddle appeared on his butt.
"Hurts, doesn't it." Bryce said as he pushed on Nelson's back, forcing him down on the bed again. Page waited a few seconds, letting the sting of his first smack build up.
"Keep your position, Chris," Danforth said. "It's a rule."
Page's next landed low on Chris's right cheek. Not as hard as the first but well placed. Chris threw his head back again, closing his eyes tightly. Again, Page waited for the sting to build in intensity. His third, and last, smack was to Chris's left cheek. Again not too hard. "I decided to go easy on you, Chris," Page said holding the paddle out for someone else to take.
Williams took it. "Legs wide apart, Chris," He said. "I want to watch your asshole twitch for my three."
"I hate to tell you this, Chris," Danforth said. "But if you don't keep your butt up high, your balls will get in the way." Nelson quickly raised up, causing his balls to swing toward his belly out of harm's way.
"That's better," Williams said. "Now, keep it there." Michael's first smack landed hard across Nelson's middle butt. Chris reflexively pulled against the rope around his wrists. Williams landed his next one on the same spot. "Oh boy," Williams said, "your asshole really puckered for that one." Williams reached forward and rubbed a finger across Nelson's anus. "Still as tight as ever." Michael said with a grin. "I got first dibs on _f_u_c_k_ing that tight hole, guys."
"Never mind, Michael," Dan Page said.
"What do you mean '_f_u_c_k_ing that tight hole'," Chris said. "You ain't _f_u_c_k_ing nothing. Forget that."
Danforth frowned at Williams. "I hadn't got to that rule yet, Chris."
"Well if that's a rule, count me out." Nelson said looking back over his shoulder. "No more Zucchinins and, for sure, none of you is going to ram a _c_o_c_k_ up my butt. Forget it"
"Gee, Chris," Bryce said quickly, "you're going to miss half the fun then." He was trying to de-fuse the situation. "Guess you'll just have to leave the room while we do it, then. Too bad."
"Okay, okay, you guys," Danforth said, trying to salvage the possibility of fulfilling his fantasy of _f_u_c_k_ing Nelson -- something he had imagined doing for weeks. "You don't have to, Chris, so just cool it, okay?"
"_d_a_m_n_ right I don't have to. So untie me right now. That's it." Danforth signalled Bryce who immediately straddled Nelson's back facing his butt. Simultaneously, Page grabbed Chris's feet and pulled him quickly off his knees. Nelson's entire body fell flat on the bed. He fought violently against the rope around his wrists.
"You ain't going nowhere, Chris," Danforth said with a touch of menace in his voice. "Hand me the paddle. It's my turn." Danforth took the paddle and moved into position. To no avail, Chris attempted to break free of the weight of Bryce and the firm grip Page had around his ankles. "Roll him on his side, guys," Danforth said. "And get that pillow under him." Williams quickly retrieved the pillow from the floor as Bryce and Page struggled to roll Chis on his left side. Williams stuffed the pillow in place and they rolled Nelson back on his stomach, his butt now nicely raised.
Danforth quickly landed a hard smack across Chris's butt. "You may quit the club, Chris, but not before I get my three."
"_f_u_c_k_!" Nelson yelled.
"Hold him, guys, I got two more." Danforth landed his second -- hard and low on Chris's cheeks.
"_d_a_m_n_! That really hurt. Stop it Wilson," Nelson said, really pissed.
"After this one, I will," Danforth said and put the paddle hard across both cheeks again.
"_d_a_m_n_ you, Wilson," Nelson said calling Danforth by his first name. "Those are hard."
Danforth threw the paddle on the bed next to Nelson. He looked at Bryce who was still sitting on Nelson's back. "Spread his butt open, Bill."
"Like this," Bryce said, reaching down and pulling Chris's buttocks wide apart. Page helped the effort by spreading Nelson's legs apart.
"That's perfect," Danforth said. He then put his thumb in his mouth and wet it with spit. He placed it at the top of the crevice on Chris's butt and slowly moved it down towards his anus. "I really wanted to stick my _c_o_c_k_ up your ass, Chris. But If you're too chicken for that, my thumb will have to do." Danforth's thumb found Chris's asshole and he pressed it home, hard.
"Ohhhh!" Chris yelled as Danforth buried his thumb as far up into Chris's anus as he could. All eyes were on Danforth's hand as he began to slowly move his thumb in and out of Chris's asshole.
Williams, being the only one whose hands wern't occupied at the moment, moved around to Nelson's side. He got to his knees and slowly unbuttoned and then unzipped his jeans and pulled them down as far as he could. He looked at Page and then Danforth who both caught on immediately to Michael's plan and knodded. Micheal slid his underpants down and began rubbing his already stiff _c_o_c_k_.
"Relax, Chris," Danforth said as he continued "_f_u_c_k_ing" his asshole with his thumb. "Relax." Bryce's back blocked Nelson's view as he looked back over his should trying to see what was happening. He finally just lay his head on the bed and breathed deeply, eyes closed. "That's it, just relax," Danforth said again as he slowed his paced a little but pushed his thumb even deeper and harder into Chris. "That's it, Chris," Danforth said after a few more moments of pushing in and pulling almost all the way out of the tight muscle. "That's much better." Danforth felt Nelson finally relax his anus which only allowed Danforth to penetrate even deeper with each thrust. Danforth became gentler but kept up the pace, slowly _f_u_c_k_ing, inand out, in and out. Nelson was begining to enjoy it.
"Ohhhh...._f_u_c_k_," Nelson moaned softly.
Page watched as Michael increased the rhythm of his _c_o_c_k_- jerking. "Oh _s_h_i_t_, yes," Michael said, eyes half-closed. Page knew -- from experience with Michael -- the he was getting close. Michael now changed to slow, long strokes, pointing his _c_o_c_k_ straight at Nelson's butt, less than six inches away.
"Do it," Michael," Page urged. "Do it. do it do it."
Danforth could see what was about to happen, too and he slowly pulled his thumb completely free of Chris's asshole. "Awwwwww, don't," Nelson said. "Don't stop."
Michael Williams had reached the edge of the cliff and gently fell over into orgasm and ejected a stream of hot semen onto Nelson's butt. It landed in a line from one cheek to the other with some trickling down between his two cheeks toward his asshole. Two more, shorter, spurts of semen landed near the base of Nelson's spine and just missed Bryce's hand.
"Ahhhhhhhh.._f_u_c_k_!, _f_u_c_k_! _f_u_c_k_!," Michael cried as he squeezed his _c_o_c_k_ tightly.
For a long moment, nobody said anything. Bryce released the grip that held Nelson's buttocks wide apart and lifted himself off of Chris's back. Page let go of Chris's ankles. Michael wiped the semen from his hand and fingers on his underwear then pulled them up around his waist.
Nelson, himself, lay exhausted from his earlier struggling, eys closed, breathing deeply. As Danforth got off the bed and stood where Nelson could see him, Chris slowly opened his eyes and looked straight at Danforth. He felt the warm semen on his butt and back.
"You _f_u_c_k_ers," he said. "Is that stuff I feel what I think it is?"
"Afraid so, Chris," Danforth grinned. "But not mine. Michael's. And now you know why we call it the J. O. Club."
"_f_u_c_k_!" Nelson said softly. "I guess so. _f_u_c_k_."
"Now *that* part was me, yes." Danforth couldn't help a big smile as he held his thumb out for Chris to see.