All characters contained within are entirely fictional; any similarity to any real or fictional person living or deceased is totally unintentional. Do not read this story if you do not enjoy reading about consensual sexual activities of an exhibitionist nature. Otherwise read on......

 

 

Chapter 1 - The return to Colonie

 

The alarm clock rang loudly in my ears jolting me awake with a groan. My hands clawed blindly at the bedside cabinet desperately seeking the source of that torturous noise. Triumph at last! A finger had found the snooze button bringing immediate silence to the room. Leisurely I stretched my body out beneath the duvet and with a foot I stroked the leg of my still sleeping lover, Kurt. He simply grumbled under his breath and pulled the duvet higher over his head.

 

I sighed to myself knowing that we couldn't afford to idly lie around, for there was work to be done and Gettysburg to be reached this morning. If not, we would be working late into the night to set the rally up in preparation for tomorrow. I rolled out of bed and stood up gingerly feeling my bum which, not surprisingly, was aching from all the attention it had received yesterday. I dressed quickly and headed for the kitchen to start cooking our breakfast. The smell of frying bacon did the job, within ten minutes I was joined by both Kurt and Logan who sat around the kitchen table waiting impatiently for their food.

 

As we ploughed through the bacon sandwiches there was a knock on the trailer door and in walked Owen not waiting for a reply. He greeted us in his customary cheerful manner and once again congratulated me on joining the clan with such enthusiasm. This naturally led onto his real purpose for the visit which was to ask me (okay, tell me but in a nice way) to drive back up to Colonie taking Marvin, Zac and Nathan (the other three cubs) with me. He had arranged with Levi for us to stay over with him while he does our tattoos. Crikey I thought to myself, he doesn't hang around! But as I glanced around the room I appeared to be the only one surprised by this development, so I smiled and nodded my agreement with his 'request' before preparing myself for the coming journey.

 

An hour later we were speeding along the Interstate 78 in my little old car loaded down with three passengers and a boot full of our belongings. Initially there was silence in the car as I concentrated on the road and traffic around me while the others appeared lost in their own thoughts as they gazed out at the passing scenery. For my part I reflected on my recent parting from Kurt. As I had packed my travel bag in preparation for the impending journey Kurt had grabbed me by the waist and spun me round in his arms before giving me a rib-cracking bear hug. Releasing me momentarily I gasped for air only for it to be sucked back out of my lungs as he kissed me passionately on the lips and enveloped me in his arms once more. I could not help but become aroused and desperately wanted to push Kurt onto the bed for a quick fuck but there was no time and I had to make do with a fondle of Kurt's packet straining behind his jeans. Laughing he slapped me on my behind and promised to see to my needs on my return. With that he stepped back, told me to drive carefully and then disappeared to start preparing the trailer for its own journey.

 

All this reminiscing had stirred my loins and I tried to discreetly adjust my position but could not stop myself from smiling at the thought of keeping Kurt to his promise. I just didn't know how I was going to cope with being celibate for a whole week! Zac, who was sitting in the front passenger seat glanced over at me and broke the silence by asking me what I had been thinking about.

 

I returned his glance and for the first time I noticed how attractive Zac was. His skin was like milk chocolate complimented by his dark brown eyes and black hair in ringlets which sat on top of his head like an unruly mop. This combined with his easy smile and animated manner created a "wild child" impression. I had seen very little of him around the camp and the only time we had really interacted had been at the initiation ceremony, which hadn't been to make small talk. I blushed red from the memory of how much I had enjoyed fucking Zac doggy style in front of all the bikers and clan members after winning our wrestling match.

 

"Uh...." I started off trying to think of the right words to say "oh, I was just thinking about Kurt and then I remembered about our wrestling match........" I trailed off feeling my cheeks go even redder from embarrassment.

 

Zac burst out laughing and replied "Heck that was one hell of a day! Great fun but my arse sure ached afterwards. My hole was so stretched I thought it would never close up again!"

 

Two voices piped up from the back seats as their owners, Marvin and Nathan, leant forward and joined in with the conversation. The topic of which turned to our respective partners and it quickly became apparent to me that all four of us were what you'd call the "bottoms" in our relationships. Not that any of us were complaining as we freely admitted to each other. There's nothing better than having something inserted up your rectum and preferably bigger the better! The only thing which I kept to myself was the fact that I appeared to be the only one who had ever "topped" his bear.

 

This conversation went backwards and forwards for what seemed like forever but at least it served to pass the time as we continued on with the monotonous journey along the motorway. We made only the occasional convenience break to stretch our limbs and empty our bladders before heading off again. About halfway through our journey we stopped at a roadside diner and enjoyed a huge burger meal washed down with loads of cola and chips on the side, just in case we didn't eat again until much later. Well that was the excuse we told ourselves. Finally we arrived in Colonie and pulled up at Levi's tattoo parlour just as the sun was setting, I had been driving nearly all day and I was exhausted!

 

I knocked loudly on the front door for it wasn't obvious if anybody was actually, the place was in darkness from what we could see. I was just about to know again when Levi opened the door and greeted us with a big grin on his face.

 

"Fetch your bags and come on in lads, I've been looking forward to having you stay with me ever since I heard the news that you'd passed your tests" he said enthusiastically.

 

We did as requested and as the last one, Marvin, carried his travel bag in through the front door Levi locked it securely behind him. Levi led us through to the back of the shop and into his lounge which I recognised from the last visit I had made with Kurt. Not stopping he bid us follow him up the stairs onto the landing and past the "massage parlour" where I had suffered the extremely painful body waxing. At the end of the corridor we entered a large room which ran the width of the building but only had one window facing the rear of the property. Initially it appeared to be empty with bare wooden floorboards, except for curtains and a large chest of drawers next to the window.

 

However behind us, stood leant against the wall were four single mattresses and a pile of sheets, blankets and pillows. Seeing our surprised expressions Levi chuckled and explained that he hadn't set the beds up because he didn't know what our preferred sleeping arrangements would be. We were free to have four single beds; two doubles or one huge bed depending on how the fancy took us he finished with a wink. He then told us to leave our bags in the room; we would have time to unpack later, and led us back down to the living area. As we made ourselves comfortable Levi asked if we liked Pizza, I nodded vigorously as I was by now starving and out of the corner of my eye I could see the others doing the same. That settled the matter, Levi made a quick telephone call and twenty minutes later we were tucking into deep crust pizzas with extra topping!

 

It didn't take long for us to clear our plates, no sooner had we put our knives and forks down than the lounge door opened and to my surprise a man walked in carrying an empty tray ready to take our dirty plates away. I guess he was probably about twenty years younger than Levi and of Thai or Chinese descent. Either way he was very petit and pretty, if you like the feminine type. He greeted us warmly and Levi introduced him as Sanun, his partner for the last ten years and who shared all of his interests. He would be helping out during our stay. Having cleared the table he brought forth another tray laden with homemade cakes and a large pot of coffee to which we helped ourselves while Levi disappeared upstairs to retrieve the finished artwork on our tattoos.

 

Once we had had our fill and the table cleared once more Levi spread out the drawings he had done. The work was stunning and both Levi and Sanun were clearly proud of it, I just wish I could be half the artist that he was! Naturally I studied mine first and I verbalised my admiration of the artwork, there had been some changes made which Levi explained had been done for both practical and artistic reasons. Medusa's black bat-like wings had been replaced with white feathered wings (to decrease the amount of heavy inking required) and the sword had gone altogether. She was still holding the decapitated head of Perseus aloft with one hand but now she was supporting her weight with a bloodied hand on the headless body (it made the scene more gruesome because the viewer would know that he had been beheaded by her own hands). From the neck of the corpse blood flowed in rivulets down what would be my spine and disappearing between my bum cheeks. A hand still reached out towards the viewer and the shield still bore the message "History is littered with fallen heroes". I studied the picture intently but could see no flaw so I confirmed with Levi that I definitely wanted to go ahead with the tattoo in the morning.

 

Only then did I turn my attention to the other tattoo designs on the table and was surprised to see that I was not the only guy with a mythological theme. Zac's design was of a naked Minotaur roaring at the viewer, it stood with legs outstretched, arms raised and fists clenched. It sported a gargantuan erection and low slung balls. Nathan's design was more classical showing two entwined naked warriors wrestling, one black one white and Marvin's was a lone wolf sitting on a rocky outcrop howling at a full moon high above it.

 

The six of us spent a lot of time discussing the tattoos and how they would be inked onto our backs and biceps, it sounded very daunting to me and for a couple of minutes I had real doubts about my courage to see the process through. I guess Sanun must have seen the doubt in my face for he gave me an affectionate hug and reassured me (and the others at the same time) that they were very experienced and had good stuff to take the pain away. I nodded my understanding and gave him a weary smile before doing an enormous yawn and nearly hitting Marvin in the mouth as I stretched.

 

"Right guys" Levi announced "it's getting late and you've had a tiring day so let's call it a day. Sanun has kindly set up the bathroom with plenty of towels for tonight and tomorrow morning. Oh, before I forget, tomorrow morning before you come down for breakfast please ensure that you're FULLY cleaned out. The reason will become apparent all too soon. Good night gentleman, if you need anything just ask, we'll be in the room next to you."

 

Having wished them both good night we made our way up to our room and set about making our beds. At this stage we felt it more appropriate to have single beds, for apart from the initiation ceremony we hardly knew each other and to share beds when we had partners back home didn't feel quite right somehow. Mind you, none of us were shy when it came to taking our clothes off, how could we when we had already seen each other naked and much more! So minutes later the four of us, giggling and totally starkers ran to the bathroom where we spent the next half an hour taking turns to shower, brush our teeth and have a shave. Admittedly it was a little crowded having four bodies in a room designed for no more than two but it did give an excuse for us to "accidently" bump into each other and get reacquainted with each other's buns and packets.