Being Sold at the Charity Auction

"And finally on the catwalk this evening, a couple of cool dudes who I'm sure you being bidding high for - James and Luke."

It was the University Rag Week Charity Auction - an auction with a difference. Instead of things being sold, people were. It had been a great evening, with lots of money being raised for good causes. I was standing behind the curtain feeling rather nervous. I had only entered this auction because James, who was organising the whole event and happened to be my best friend, had begged me to. We'd decided it would be quite fun for the last 'lot' to be two people rather than one.

Now I was beginning to wish I'd just been in the audience.

The curtain pulled back and James and I sauntered down the catwalk. The Adrenalin rush was such that my nervousness of a moment before was gone. Now all I could think of was showing myself off to good effect - merely to get some good bids for charity, of course.

James and I had worked out a bit of a routine and were going for it like crazy, strutting, twisting and basically making it look like we were a pair of hot studs. Don't get me wrong, James at 6 foot tall with dark hair and sultry looks was definitely anybody's wet dream, but at 5ft 10 with mousy hair and a face that could only really be described as ordinary, I knew I was very much in his shadow.

"30 pounds!" shouted someone near the back.

"Pathetic!" roared the auctioneer, "These two guys are worth a lot more than that. Think of all those starving children..."

There was a bit of good-natured heckling at that point, but the bids started to increase: 40, 50, 60, 70.

"100 pounds!" shouted a voice from the back of the room. I squinted into the lights but couldn't see who it was. I glanced at James. He shrugged his shoulders.

"Amazing! Our first 100 pound bid of the evening. Any increases on 100 pounds?"

The room fell quiet (apart from the insistent beat from the DJ's booth).

"Going once, going twice, gone to the buyer at the back for 100 pounds."

There was a great deal of good natured cheering and clapping from people around the room and then the crowd began slowly to disperse.

James and I sat side by side on the edge of the catwalk. Paul, the auctioneer, came over.

"I've just been given this note for you." He handed it to James and then wandered off to help pack up.

James unfolded the note.

"Come to room D74, Hulme Hall tomorrow at 7 p.m."

It was simply signed "Your owner."

We looked at each other, frowning. It seemed a bit odd - usually the buyers came in person to make their arrangements. Still, there were two of us. We couldn't really see any problems.

We walked into Hulme Hall just before 7 p.m. the next evening and eventually located the room. I knocked on the door.

"Come in."

I walked in, James behind me. The room was almost in darkness: only a few candles burned near a large bed. The room (as far as I could tell in the dim light) was one of the biggest I've seen around the campus - plenty of room for one person to live and entertain.

"Sit."

The male voice came from the darkest corner. I strained my eyes, but couldn' t see who was speaking. We both sat on chairs set out near the door.

"I believe I have paid for four hours? When you do what I wish you to?"

"Yes." I thought James' voice sounded less confident than usual. "But within reason, of course..."

"Of course..."

There was a long pause.

"You may be surprised by my requests at first, but I am sure, once you stop and think about it that you will be more than happy to comply. There may be some extra money for your charity collection in it."

I attracted James' attention and mouthed 'nutter' at him. He shook his head slightly, whether to disagree or to tell me to stop I wasn't sure.

"Why don't you show yourself?" he asked.

"I like the element of mystery. Perhaps you, too, will come to appreciate it before this evening is out."

All I could tell of our 'host' was that his voice sounded like the voice of someone our age.

"Go on," I said.

"Luke. You have been in love with James ever since you first met him."

My face turned scarlet. How could he know? I hadn't told anyone. James stirred next to me, but said nothing yet.

"I know you fantasise about sleeping with him, Luke."

"I..." What could I say? It was true.

"But what you don't know, Luke, is that James feels the same way about you."

My jaw dropped. James, gay? I'd been absolutely sure that he wasn't.

"It's true," said James, in a very quiet voice.

"My role was to bring you together in realising your mutual attraction tonight," continued the voice. "But I do have some particular requests."

"Such as?" I felt like the one who had taken the confident role out of the two of us.

"I am going to ask you to perform certain... acts. If you comply, I will increase the bid for you to 500 pounds. If you allow me to watch quietly from this corner, I will increase this to 1000 pounds."

"Acts?" I queried.

"Nothing that two loving men should find out of the ordinary. Oral sex, rimming, anal sex. What do you say?"

"1500 pounds or we leave," said James, startling me, as I had thought he was bound to reject this ludicrous, and yet attractive, offer.

"You're a hard bargainer. 1500 pounds and I ask one last favour of you when you leave."

James and I looked at each other. He reached over and kissed me gently on the lips.

"Done," we both said together.

"Okay," said the voice. "Take all your clothes off except your underwear. Then I want to see how well you kiss and enjoy each other's bodies."

I hesitated for a second, but my desire for James outweighed my concerns about being watched. And after all, I could always claim this was for charity... Looking at James, I could see a similar look of uncertainty on his face before he shrugged and began removing his clothes. I did the same.

We stood, looking at each other. For the first time I was getting to look, without worrying about being caught out, at James' wonderful body: well-proportioned, yet not too muscly, smooth-chested with large nipples, cock and arse framed by a tight white pair of briefs, long legs. Everything I'd ever dreamed of and more.

I stood there in my black briefs, a little overweight (not so as it showed), a little hair on my chest. To my surprise (I've always been less than proud of my body), James eyes seemed to be drinking in every one of my features and enjoying it. He pulled me gently forward and our lips met in a flash of passion and excitement. He put one hand behind my head, playing gently with my hair, and the other started caressing my back. I played my hands across his back, tracing out his spine and then moved them down to his backside and softly began to knead his buttocks. His hand moved from my back and begin exploring my arse as well.

We made our way, still kissing and exploring, to the bed and collapsed onto it, James on top of me. He began to nuzzle and nibble on my neck and then worked his way down to my chest which he kissed all over before beginning to suck gently on my nipples. I couldn't believe this was happening - James, my hot friend, who I'd fancied ever since first meeting him, was here exploring my body with a passion I never could have dreamed of. I jumped slightly as his tongue licked across my cock through the material of my briefs, then he worked his way back up to my mouth.

I rolled him over and began to explore his neck, then his smooth chest and those gorgeous huge nipples, kissing, licking and occasionally biting gently.

"A good start," announced the voice. I jumped - I'd forgotten we were being watched.

"I can see the two of you are hot for each other and I'm sure you could spend a lot longer doing that. However, our time this evening is limited. I'd like Luke to remove James' underwear and show him how much you love his arse."

I looked at James. He nodded, so I turned him over and crawled down to his beautiful, well-rounded arse. I began by kissing him there through his underwear. Then I quickly lowered his briefs and removed them. I stared for a few seconds at those wonderful globes of flesh before beginning to kiss every part of them. I heard some soft sighs from James as he clearly settled into what we were doing.

I parted his arse cheeks a little and he shifted to make it easier to gain admittance. I began with a slow, leisurely lick from the base of his balls to the top of his crack and then back again. He shuddered. I then slowly circled his pink rosebud, drawing the circle smaller and smaller until I was tickling his pucker with my tongue. It opened slightly and I began to ease my tongue in, fucking him with sharp little jerks. He groaned out loud.

This continued for some time, with James' groans getting louder, until the voice spoke again.

"James, it's your turn now to give pleasure. Remove Luke's briefs and show him how much you love his cock."

I rolled off of James and onto my back. James rolled on top of me gave me a quick kiss and then kissed right down my torso to my groin. He again toyed with my cock through my briefs before taking them off. He seemed to be really getting into this, as was I.

He looked at my cock (about 6 inches in length and quite slim) and then ducked his head between my legs and began licking my balls. It was unexpected and I jumped slightly - I hadn't expected how sensual that would feel. He seemed to thoroughly cover them before he moved his head and began to nibble very slightly at the tip of my cock. Waves of pleasure went through me as he played so tenderly with it. Then he began to explore my length with his tongue - I could feel him tracing each of the veins in my engorged member. Finally he clamped his mouth round my whole length and began to suck delicately, while all the time his tongue explored and prodded.

I was so overcome by all this attention on my cock that it took very little time before my balls began to boil and my cock spurted out come in the biggest amounts I can ever remember. He licked my tip clean and toyed a little longer with my cock as it bean to shrink.

"Wonderful! And for the finale, James, you should fuck Luke - I know he's desperate for you to do it."

James and I looked at each and nodded with a grin. We knew what we wanted now - and we didn't care who was watching.

"There's a condom and lube on the side."

James reached for them and rolled the condom onto his cock.

"How do you want to do this?" His voice was a hoarse whisper.

"I want to see your face when you fuck me, James." I leant up and kissed him.

He knelt between my thighs and lifted my legs over his shoulders, smiling at me the whole time. He dipped his hand into the jar of lube, rubbed some on his cock and then moved to my arse. He slowly inserted one, then two, then three finger into my arse, turning them a little to open me up. When he withdrew them I almost reached for them, wanting them back, but realised a greater prize was waiting for me.

He positioned his cock above my arsehole and began to push slowly, as if waiting to be invited in. I relaxed my sphincter as much as I could and was rewarded by the feel of him beginning to slip inside me. He continued to push and sent a judder of joy through me as he hit my prostrate. I smiled up at him - this really was my dream moment.

He began to pick up a rhythm, moving out and then back in again, making the length of the movement longer each time, until he was almost withdrawing on the up thrust.

"Faster, James, fuck me!"

He begin to increase his speed and I could feel him more and more as he thrust in, me moving my hips to meet each thrust. Finally he yelled and I could feel his cock pumping sperm into his condom, inside me. He stayed almost frozen for a long moment and then leant forward to kiss me.

I half expected a comment from our mysterious host in the corner, but there was a long silence as James' cock shrank and he finally pulled out, discarding the condom.

He crawled up beside me and we exchanged short, soft kisses.

"Thank you. Thank you so much." The voice sounded almost as if what was choking up.

"No, thank you," said James, turning towards our host. "Without you we might never have realised we were meant to be together."

There was silence for a moment.

"I almost feel embarrassed to ask anything else," said our host. "But I'll increase the bid to 2000 pounds no questions asked, whether you do the last thing or not."

"What was your last request?" I asked, intrigued.

"Nothing major. I just wanted to see you dress in each other's clothes and make your way home dressed like that."

I looked at James, who was smiling and whose eyes were shining.

"Right now, I think you could ask us anything," I replied. "I'm sure we'd both love to do that."

We stood there, pulling on each other's clothes. We both stopped when we pulled on the other's briefs. I'm sure James was feeling the same as me - these briefs have hugged my lover's body...

As we turned to go, James stopped and turned to the corner one last time.

"I may never know who you are, but I want to thank you again for bringing us together in this way."

I nodded.

"Believe me," said the shadowy figure, "the pleasure was all mine."

We turned and left the room.

Out on the street, James put his arm round my shoulders.

"Well," I said, "do you think that was worth 2000 pounds?"

"Luke," he stopped and looked at me very seriously. "I just wish I'd known sooner how you felt." He kissed me. "I would have done that - and more - for nothing."

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written by lukeharp