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I don't think I'd ever felt more vunerable in my life; practically naked and dickless in front of a dozen guys I didn't know. And they were all obviously quite focused on me. I had kind of backed up against the edge of the pool, the way a dog might nap against a wall, for a sense of security. The doc came over and began to rub the back of my head, placing one arm around my neck, affectionately. Sweetly, he whispered in my ear: "Just relax boy. Everyone here knows whats NOT under your little suit. And as you can see, they're all very anxious to see for themselves. Are you going to be a friendly boy?" "Um, yes sir", I said nervously. "Maybe this will help you put things in perspective", he said as he produced a magazine in his other hand. It was obviously a gay fetish magazine, open to the personals section. My stomach tightened, and I said "fuck" under my breath, when I saw my picture there. It was not a discreet picture, as I had posted in my own ad. Instead, it clearly showed my face and hairy chest. The caption: "Total Bottom". I read on, "Total nullo: masculine, handsome, and muscular, on HRT, available 24/7 as escort generous gentlemen. Available for weekends, parties. Call to arrange details, and limits (few)." "So you see Patrick, you have your first hustling job in your new position in life. Our hosts have paid for your services here today and they're expecting you to entertain them and their guests. "You do everything you're told, understood?" "yes sir", I muttered, barely able to speak. "Gentlemen, he's all yours", the doc said as he smiled at the crowd. "Oh, and you may notice a mood change in a few minutes. I gave him something to ease his nervousness his first time out". The men laughed knowingly. The doc then kissed the top of my head and stepped away. "Well, Patrick..." said the host, an older distinguished man with thick grey hair. "Lets start with something easy, shall we?" Why don't you climb out of the pool and let everyone get a look at you. "Yes sir", I said as I climbed the stairs. I could hear comments like "nice ass", "fuck, look at the butt" "hard to believe there's no sausage that goes with that body. Shame..." The host Gary, had me go through a series of bodybuilding poses. I really put all my energy into it, and they were appreciative, clapping and yelling encouragement. I broke a sweat. Then I started to feel these little waves of euphoria. The pill was kicking in. Someone threw me some suntan oil. I began sensuously rubbing it into my skin, thickly. Gary told me to rub it everywhere and I did: all over my head, face, chest even under my suit, deeply into my crack, onto my thick legs. When I was bent over applying to my calves, I turned my ass to the crowd. As the doc promised, suddenly I didn't care who saw me. I din't care about anything. I was really into being the object of their attention. Gary said, "ok, its time to lose the suit". I immediately complied, and peeled it down my legs, still bent at the waist. Everyone got out of the pool and moved in closely. When they'd gotten enough of that view, I was told to lay on my back and spread my legs. Then to pull my knees into my chest. Again, I heard the comments. "fuck, there is nothing there, NOTHING. Do you fucking believe that Dave? One guy said, "hey I can't see everything for the hair". So I parted the oily hair, showing them my little pee hole. Gary spoke again. "Yeah, that's not gonna do". "Larry, you brought your straight razor, right?" "oh, you'd better fucking believe I did". Larry disappeared to get it. "Don't worry Patrick. Larry is an expert with the razor. He won't nick you at all. The oil made a perfect lubricant as Larry moved in and made quick work of removing my thick, black crotch hair, the last remaining masculine thing in my crotch. "Man, that was easy, Larry said. "Usually the ball sacs are tough. Don't have that problem here". Gary instructed me to get on all fours and I felt the thick hair being removed expertly from my ass. My skin tingled, felt alive, and every touch made me shiver. Larry then shaved my legs before having me stand, my arms over my head, fingers clasped together. He glided the razor over my belly, chest and underarms, leaving smooth, silky white skin every place it touched. When he finally shaved my arms, I was sure he was finished. I was totally bald nose to toes. He looked at Gary. "Everything!" Gary instructed. I instinctively fell to my knees, giving Larry access to my scalp. He shaved it clean. The final humilliation was when he held my bald scalp between his legs and shaved off both eyebrows. He then said, "close your eyes". I compied. He took small sissors from his pockets and trimmed my eyelashes as close to my lids as possible. Several of the men then led me to the outdoor shower and soaped me head to toe, to get rid of the oil and hair. I was scrubbed and dried with a towel. Then they led me to a mirror. I could hardly believe it was my own reflection. I looked odd, but erotic, I had to admit. Like a sexy, muscular space alien. Suddenly, I was overcome with feelings of submission, and got down on all fours, spreading my legs inviting them to use me. The men were turned on beyond all reason and wasted no time in penetrating my ass and my mouth, giving me load after load of cum, which I greedily milked from their cocks and swallowed. to be continued..... |