Baumgartner Generations: Henry (8 page)

“Now it gets
tough.” Marcus passed out more condoms.

Henry studied
his poor, withered, wet cock. He couldn’t get the condom on now if he tried.
Way too soft.

“But we have
incentive for the four guys who’ve made it this far!” Marcus signaled toward
the door and one of the frat brothers opened it and peeked out.

Henry’s jaw
dropped when a woman, a real, live woman, walked into the room. She was dressed
up like a goth girl, her hair streaked half black, half red, her lips and
fingernails painted dark. She wore a black corset and fishnet stockings with
garters that were mostly covered by patent leather boots that went far up on
her thighs. But she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breasts were big, heavy, the
nipples fat and a dark, dark brown. And she wasn’t wearing panties either. Her
pubic hair was shaved into a dark landing strip just above her bare mound.

She strutted
past them, snapping her gum, and then turned and paced back toward the place
where she’d come in, the door closed now. Back and forth, like a panther, and
they were all struck silent by her presence. They had become predators and she
the prey. Even Henry felt himself leaning forward, his pupils dilating in
excitement. To hell with plastic pussy. This was the real thing!

Then she
stopped in the middle of the row of chairs, turning toward Henry’s side. Her
face was pretty, her eyes dark and round. She half-smiled at him as she bent
forward, her breasts swaying, reaching behind and smacking her ass, first with
one hand, then with the other. Henry heard the guys on the other side gasp.

Then she was
turning again, the other way this time, and he saw her own handprints on the
white globes of her behind as she bent, showing his row what she had just shown
them. He gaped as she did it again, one hand, then the other, using them to
spread her pussy and ass open for them to see.

“Holy fuck.”
Cody gulped beside him. Henry was up against the Asian kid this time. Cody got
Carrot Top again. “You have got to be kidding me.”

Henry
couldn’t have agreed more. He’d been to strip clubs before. They’d gone during
his senior year in high school, even though he’d had to procure fake I.D. for
the venture. He’d been in the company of strippers. He knew how it worked, he
knew all the rules. This woman…this girl…she wasn’t a stripper. Strippers
didn’t…

“Want to
touch it?” Her voice was low, husky, and it sent a shiver through him as she
looked back over her shoulder at his row. “You can touch it if you want.”

She took a
step toward them in those incredible fucking boots and Henry’s jaw dropped when
she straddled his thigh, putting her arms around his neck and rubbing her pussy
against his leg. Jesus, it was so
hot
—her cunt was on fire!

“You want to
feel a real pussy?” she whispered, grabbing his hand and guiding it between her
legs. “Touch it.”

Henry did as
he was told, groaning as his fingers moved over her lips, parting them and
finding wetness. He whimpered when she stood, swinging her leg over Cody’s and
letting him feel. His eyes were glazed. Henry knew just how he felt. When she
stepped over to the other side of the aisle, he noticed how the entire group
watched her, how much they all wanted her.

She’s a
hen in a fox house,
he thought as the Asian guy got his feel, grabbing her
breast in his hand as well.
Why didn’t I think of doing that?

“Okay, boys,
that’s it.” She turned to face the room. “No more touching. Got it?”

Like she
could stop us?
Henry felt that energy emanating from every guy in the room.
It was crazy. Even guys who had come twice already were hard again. Henry was
too, his cock responding without any thought at all. His body wanted what it
wanted. And it wanted it
now.

“No more
touching during this round.” Marcus took a step toward her, putting an arm
around her waist. She smiled up at him, her eyes softening, and Henry
understood. She was with Marcus. That much was clear. But Henry couldn’t help
thinking,
this
round? Did that mean they could touch her during the
next
one?

Oh
please, God, let it be so.

He had to
make it to the next round. He just had to.

“Val is
going to give you all a little show for the next round.”

An air
mattress got pulled in from the hallway and put on the floor between the
chairs. Henry watched, they all did, as Val unzipped her boots, taking her time,
her legs finally revealed, the fishnets torn and held together in places by
safety pins. Then she crawled onto the mattress, turning herself over and
spreading her legs.

“Ready?” Marcus
handed the Fleshlights to the first two pledges—Cody and Carrot Top.
Thank
god I don’t have to go first
, Henry thought, although his hand was already
moving on his cock. It was getting harder by the minute as he watched Val’s
hands running over her body, cupping her breasts, tweaking her nipples.

“Set…”

Cody and
Carrot Top were already hard enough to roll on their condoms. The porno was
still running on the television—the scene had changed from the redhead and the
blonde to something else—but no one was paying attention. It was amazing how
focused an entire room full of men could be on one woman.

“Go!”

That was an
understatement. The whole room was going. It was vibrating with excitement. The
place had a thick smell now. It was the masculine smell of sweat and sex and
cum. But there was a new scent in the mix, something more delicate, a uniquely
feminine smell that made his nostrils flare and his heart pound.

Val moaned
softly as she rubbed her nipples, her legs wide open. He could see her pussy,
the lips totally shaved, the pink inside showing. Cody and Carrot Top were
fucking themselves with the Fleshlights, and now Henry knew just what they were
fantasizing about. She had every gaze in the room on her as she began to finger
her pussy.

“That’s a
girl.” Marcus smiled and Henry wondered at his generosity. If it had been his
girl, he didn’t think he would have allowed such a thing.

“Ohhh, yes,
that’s so good.” Val was like a cat purring as she parted her pussy for all of
them to see, her fingers delving deeper. “I wish I had a nice, big cock inside
of me.”

Her words
made Henry’s balls ache and his mouth water. The girl wasn’t just flirting with
danger, she was jumping on it. Okay, so her boyfriend was a giant, but he was
only one guy. What if this whole room of men just decided to…pounce? Because he
knew that’s what he wanted to do. And it had to be what every guy here wanted,
too.

“Oh baby,
right there,” she moaned, her fingers moving faster. “Fuck me good and hard!”

Cody was
watching her through half-closed eyes, fist pumping. He was cupping his balls
with his other hand, as if he could force his cum out by squeezing them. He had
an even better view of Val’s pussy than Henry did, and that’s just where his
gaze was focused. Not that the rest of them weren’t all doing the same thing.
Even the clothed guys had unzipped their pants and taken out their cocks. There
wasn’t a man there who wasn’t out and stroking it, aside from Marcus, and Henry
marveled at his self-control.

“That’s it,
just like that.” Val’s breasts moved as she rocked on the mattress, fucking her
own hand. “I want that big cock in my pussy. I want it in my mouth. I want it
in my ass.”

Henry rubbed
the head of his cock with his thumb, shivering at the sensation. There was
something about her. Maybe it was just being in the midst of a group of hungry
wolves, but he didn’t just want this girl. He didn’t just want to fuck her. He
wanted to take her. Make her his. He wanted to
own
her. It scared and
excited him at the same time.

“I love all
those beautiful cocks.” She opened her eyes and studied him. Looked right
at
him, then at the cock in his hand. “Look how big and hard they are. Jerk
yourself off, baby, yeah, just like that.” Her gaze shifted, moving all around
the room. It was a huge circle jerk now, all of them stroking for her, wanting
her.

“You wanna
come for me?” Val lifted her fingers to her mouth, her soaking wet fingers, and
Henry heard a guy behind him groan. “Where do you want to come? All over my
face?” She rubbed her juices there. “My tits?” She lifted them, squeezed, hard,
let them fall. “My cunt?” And her fingers were back there, rubbing, spreading,
showing them. “You want to come inside this hot little pussy?”

“Yeah!” Cody
stood, moving toward her. Marcus took a step forward but Cody stopped, his
attention focused on her as he fucked the Fleshlight. He was imagining it,
Henry just knew it, seeing her spread open like that, he was fucking Val,
shoving himself in as hard and as deep as he could. “Oh baby, I’m gonna come
inside you!”

And then he
did, his body arching, the toy slammed all the way down to his pubic bone. Val
moaned, her eyes bright, watching him come. Not to be outdone, Carrot Top
jumped up, too, growling as he looked down at her spread open pussy. She bit
her lip, focusing on Carrot Top as Cody was declared the winner.

“That’s
right,” she murmured, watching him fuck himself. “Slam my pussy. Do it hard.
Come up inside me. Fill me!”

He groaned,
thrusting, as Val pulled her legs back, showing him just where, and he came,
too, shuddering and collapsing to his knees.

Henry was
ready. He couldn’t believe it, but he was ready to come a third time. His balls
were swollen as he tugged the condom on, taking the Fleshlight from Marcus and considering
his opponent. It was the Asian kid this time, and it appeared that he was
ready, too.

“Come on,
boys,” Val murmured, turning onto her belly. Henry watched as she arched her
back, reaching underneath to spread herself for them. “Stick it in and fuck me.
I want all of you.”

Behind him,
someone else let out a frustrated groan, but he was too focused on the task at
hand. He had to get to the next round. Maybe they were allowed to touch her in
the next round. Or maybe she was allowed to touch them. All he had to do was
come. He just hoped he had some of the stuff left to deposit in the condom!

“Ooooo
that’s a good boy.” Val watched the Asian kid as he stood over her, stroking
fast. The Fleshlight was a blur on his cock. “Does it feel just like a real
pussy?”

He grunted,
giving a brief nod and going even faster.

“Think it
feels as good as mine?” Val turned her face to Henry now, still fingering
herself. He was sure it wasn’t quite
as
good, but it
was
good.
Really fucking good. Did he want to crawl behind her, toss off the toy, and
plunge into her cunt? Hell yes. But if he couldn’t do that, this was the next
best thing. And it was sure as hell better than jerking off with his hand.

Henry knelt,
frustrated that his body wouldn’t cooperate. He felt so close, so very close,
and yet he couldn’t quite push himself over. He watched Val’s face, her eyes
closing as she touched herself, her mouth open in a delightful “O.”

“I want you
to come.” Henry leaned in to tell her, not touching, but close.

“For real?”
Her eyes widened in surprise and he felt his cock swelling just at the thought.

“Do it,” he
said. “For real.”

He could
tell she was getting off on this. She really liked it, being surrounded by all
these guys watching her, all jerking off. He wanted to see her get off for
real.

Val’s hips
dropped and she began to touch herself. Henry couldn’t see—her pussy was at the
wrong angle—but he didn’t care. It was her face he wanted to watch. Her tongue
moved out to lick her lower lip and her cheeks began to flush as she rubbed
herself faster and faster. The motion increased, her body swaying, rocking.

“That’s it.”
Henry twisted the toy around his cock, moaning. Fuck, that was incredible!
Every ridge inside the sleeve massaged him as he turned it again, making him
quiver. “Make yourself come. Do it for me.”

“Oh yes.” Her
eyes were closed, mouth open, breath coming faster, faster. He’d never seen anything
so beautiful. “Oh, it’s so close.”

Yes, it was.
Henry’s balls drew up tight. So very close. Across from him, he heard the Asian
kid groan. Fuck!

“I’m gonna
commmmme!” Val moaned, her hips rocking, biting her lip, her brow crinkling. He
could see the pleasure on her face, could read it clearly, more clearly than
he’d ever read anything, including words. This was a language he understood
completely.

“Me, too,”
he whispered, never taking his gaze from her face as he came, the spasms
rocking his body. When Val opened her eyes, they’d already declared Henry the
winner and she was smiling at him.

“I give up.”
The Asian guy pulled the toy and the condom off. He hadn’t made it to orgasm
number three.

Then there
were two.

Marcus had
them move the mattress and put two chairs across from each other. The
excitement in the room was palpable. This was the last round, and Henry knew
he’d won at least one of the Fleshlights. He didn’t care about the porn
collection. He didn’t really even care about the Fleshlight that much anymore.
He just wanted to find out what this round might entail.

“This round
is different.” Marcus picked up the black bag and dropped both Fleshlights in.
“Whoever gets hard first wins…and gets to fuck Val.”

Henry stared
at him, sure he’d misheard. Then he looked over at Cody, whose eyes were lit up
like stars. Oh no. Cody had only come twice. Henry had just finished a third
time. How in the hell was he going to manage?

The guys around
them went crazy at the thought, shoving and nudging the two of them in their
chairs, saying things like “Lucky bastard!” and “Save some for me!” but Henry
wasn’t paying attention to any of it really. There was no way. He would have to
stand on his head to get his dick hard again.