The first time this happened we were in a closet in his basement where his sister Jenny's fourteenth birthday party was set-up. They lived next-door t... us and we were all like family. I'd turned fourteen three months earlier and now it was Jenny's turn and, like my parents had done, Mr. and Mrs. Brooks were not going to be chaperoning and had given us the same lecture about responsibility and trust and said if we couldn't be responsible and trustworthy, there would be no more parties without. We weren't in a busy part of the city, and most of our customers were regular evening people. I closed up at three and decided I should do some cellar work. My mind wandered as I moved some barrels and cleaned the cellar floor. That could get messy if a beer keg blew out some juice. My mind began to think about Jo. I knew, well, was pretty sure she had a thing for me. And, if I wasn't with Dee, I would want to find out. Apart from a good sense of humour, she was pretty, and quite sexy. Shoulder. To be injured made it far worse. She pulled up the chair by the wall and sat next to his bed."I'd like that, Clay. What would you like to talk about?"Clay wanted to know all about her but was afraid to scare her. Instead, he took a deep breath, and grabbed a topic from his mind."Did you ever visit America in your travels?" Clay asked."You might think with my accent I'm from here," she laughed. "I was born in America." Really? You must have lived here a long time then. I'm from the southern part. “Help...”, I felt my strength drained away and as I looked to my left and my right, I saw two other guys also unconscious. It was too difficult to fight, and then my eyes closed. I passed out on the seat.The next thing I knew, I was strapped down by my wrists and ankles on a bed, I was stripped naked. There was some kind of a pump, fixed on my cock. “What in the world--” I looked around and I saw that I was not alone, there were thousands of us all in a huge room with beds all lined up in rows.