"Yeah, you fit real nice, Jeffrey," Deacon said as he admired his new one size fits all jockstrap in the
mirror.
He lifted his beer belly to see the waistband, and grinned.
"Looking good, Jeffrey. How's it hanging? Heh, heh. Oh, I you've already met little Deak, but you haven't
been formally introduced," Deacon said as he threw his body into his unmade bed. He squeezed his crotch and
began masturbating through his jockstrap pouch. "Just have to coax lil Deak out of his foreskin, then ya-
huh-huh-huh-can get to know him a lo-lot better,huh, huh," panted Deacon.
In about ten minutes, Jeff was soaked with cum. He felt so abused. It was like Katie and Deacon had raped
him. He had only been on the shelf about 20 seconds before he had been bought by Deacon. He had to be in on
it with her, Jeff thought.
Deacon fell asleep as soon as he blew his load. Jeff could only lie there absorbing Deacon's seed. It was the
first time, but it wouldn't be the last. Deacon might be overweight, but in other ways he was a normal horny
18 year old boy.
Later that day, Deacon headed over to Cindy's house. He knew that the other recent high school grad women
would be there for her sleepover including Katie.
"Hey, sweet stuff," he shouted over Cindy's back fence to where the girls were barbecuing and sunbathing.
"Get out of here, Deacon! This is a private party!" shouted Cindy.
"Relax, Cindy, I'm just here to talk to Katie. Could you ask her to come over here?"
"Katie? She's with Jeff," Cindy replied.
"Maybe she'd like to trade up."
"What makes you think you're a trade up?"
"I've seen Jeff naked in the locker room," he replied adjusting himself. He was getting hard just thinking
about Jeff and what and where he was now.
"Katie, that oaf Deacon wants to talk to you!" Cindy shouted into the house.
"Deacon?" Katie asked. She shook her head and headed out back and over to the fence where Deacon was waiting.
"So you wanted to talk to me?" Katie asked Deacon.
"Yeah, I was planning to go to the Opera on Thursday, my grandmother's got season tickets, and I thought you
might like to join me."
"I don- uh, did you say the opera?"
"Yeah, it's Aida, supposed to be pretty good according to the review in today's paper."
"Well, you know I'm with Jeff?"
"Yeah, for now. But I don't see him around here right now."
"I really would like to see the opera, but I'm going as your friend not your date, okay Deacon?"
"Sure, Katie, I'll pick you up at 6 on Thursday."
As he walked away he whispered to himself or maybe it was for Jeff's benefit, "Got to remember to pick up some
roofies before Thursday."
As he fell asleep that night, he started to jack off.
"Heh, heh, you know Jeff, I've never blown six loads before in one day. You have a positive influence on me,
heh heh. Let's try for seven."
Jeff was drenched as Deacon started to snore. He was angry, no he was furious. How could Katie agree to go
out with Deacon? How could Deacon even think of using roofies? Damn, was he starting to enjoy Deacon's jack
off sessions?