A/N Rules, rules. rules! Too bad, every club's gotta have um. I know you want to get to the good stuff, but there's important info here. So, just read on and remember that I will be updating soon.

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It occurred to him that his life was about to change, he just hoped that he could look at his himself in the mirror tomorrow.

Chapter 2

Rules

As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Carlisle could see that they were headed to the last door on the right. Pausing outside, Jasper slowly knocked on the door six times. The door opened slowly, a young man with the face of a cherub peered out cautiously,

"Jasper, James?" Both nodded affirmatively.

"Our sixth", James explained as the boy behind the door gazed in Carlisle's direction. The blond beauty nodded his head solemnly as he stepped aside, opening the door for the three to enter. Carlisle wondered if all the club participants were required to be blond since his own thick hair was just a shade darker than this angel's fine wavy tresses.

As Carlisle moved further into the room he began to take in his surroundings. The room was mostly bare except for two large sofas placed along adjoining walls with a table in between and three tall lamps, located around the perimeter of the room. Most of the floor was occupied by a large thick mat that was covered with a deep red, soft looking velour. On one wall hung six black velour robes, each on it's own hook. The same wall possessed the only other door leading out of the room in which Carlisle now found himself. On the other side of the door, close to the wall stood a desk with one lone chair.

"So Riley, where's your daddy-kins?" Jasper inquired of the dimple faced boy.

While not chubby, he wasn't as thin as Carlisle's two companions, and he appeared much softer. His clothes were of that college preppy style that well to do parents always purchased for their sons. Is he even of legal age? Carlisle wondered. He certainly didn't want to get mixed up with any underage activity.

The doctor's fear of losing his medical license was always foremost in his mind and therefore ruled all of his actions no matter how tempted he might be by the offers he frequently encountered. Carlisle wanted to whisper to James about the age of consent, but he decided to wait for a better opportunity.

Riley blushed a light pink, making him look even more cherubic,

"Edward is in the bathroom." He inclined his head toward the door that Carlisle had noticed moments before.

As if on cue the said door opened and out stepped another incredibly handsome man.

Carlisle was always aware of his own superior looks, especially his piercing blue eyes and his own winning smile. He had relied on both, frequently, while dealing with his patients. He was unaccustomed, however, to being surrounded by this much beauty.

As he examined Edward he instantly understood that his earlier theory, that everyone would be of the yellow haired variety, was incorrect. Edward's messy, dark auburn mane stood out in this room full of fair-haired Adonises and in Carlisle's opinion looked very sexy.

He wore a dark sport coat which he promptly removed and hung on a hook under one of the robes. Edward payed no attention to the group as he rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt revealing the sinewy muscles of his forearms. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, showcasing a bit more dark hair, which stood out in contrast to his fair skin. His dark slacks appeared to be custom tailored, (just as his jacket had), and seemed to fall away from his lusciously sculpted ass at precisely the right point.

He was as tall as Jasper, at least 6'2", with a similar build, perhaps a few more muscles, Carlisle contemplated. Like Jasper, Edward's features and body seemed to be quite refined, however a bit more on the masculine side.

Carlisle noticed a slight dusting of a five o'clock shadow over Edward's angular jaw and as his gaze locked on Carlisle, his deep, intense, dark green eyes momentarily took Carlisle's breath away. Carlisle suddenly noticed a severe lack of room in his trousers.

"I see we have a new guest" Edward stated dryly.

"I told you Jazz and I would "Fill the hole." James boasted as his devilish grin reappeared.

"Cutting it rather close weren't you? Since he only walked in the bar thirty minutes ago." Edward quipped, at which James just shrugged.

No further discussion was made, for at that moment, six slow knocks came from the other side of the door.

"As always, Emmett is the last to arrive." Edward voiced just as dryly as before.

Once Emmett was granted admission into the room by Riley, Edward immediately cleared his throat and his voice took on an incredibly velvet quality.

"Gentlemen, welcome, shall we get underway?"...Carlisle's tension level began spiraling higher, he felt at once dread and intense excitement as he wondered what the night held for him.

As all eyes focused on the speaker, Edward continued..."Since we have a guest tonight"...Edward's emerald eyes fell on Carlisle as a crooked smile graced his lips, Oh shit! He's smiling at me!

Carlisle could feel his cock straining for attention..."Could everyone have a seat so we can quickly go over the rules before we start?"

At once the men started sitting down on the mat, forming a circle about eight feet in diameter. Carlisle quickly took the space provided for him between Jazz and James. Everyone was seated except for Edward who continued speaking,

"James would you please make the introduction?"

At that James jumped up and gazed over the small crowd. "Everyone, this is Carlisle and I think he'll make an excellent addition to the club." Finishing with his devil grin. As he took his seat again the remaining men all nodded in approval, smiling warmly at Carlisle.

"Now Carlisle", Edward talked only to him, "On behalf of everyone, I would like to welcome you to the 'Tuesday's in the Round' club. Since I doubt that James or Jasper has mentioned any details of our particular meetings, please let me explain what we are about."

"Ours is an organization of pleasure. We do not participate in extreme pain of any kind. Not that we as individuals condemn any lifestyles that include such activities...it is just that for our purposes within the group we have chosen to focus on pleasure and gratification. The club was formed approximately a year ago, in fact four weeks from now we will celebrate our first anniversary. The six of us came together to form a close bond, a family if you will, to express to and receive from each other a physical love not shared by much of the outside public. Even in the homosexual community our behavior can be scorned. It is with that knowledge that we are reluctant to advertise what goes on in this room. Please understand, we are not ashamed of what we do, we just know that the less said to outsiders, the better. We are quite exclusive with our membership. We do not tolerate any violence or aggressive behavior toward anyone. We do not allow illegal substances during our sessions. We do not tolerate excessive inebriation, however, we do provide alcohol for those who wish it..."

At that Edward gestured to the table where Carlisle noticed two bottles of wine and six wine glasses.

"We provide condoms, in-fact they are mandatory for any penile to anal penetration. We provide lubrication jelly to everyone, although each individual receiving anal penetration has the right to decline lubrication. We do from time to time utilize external or mechanical devices. We do not under any circumstances allow animals during our sessions."

Carlisle felt himself shudder inwardly at the last statement.

"We have a strict minimum age of 21. Cameras and video equipment are never allowed and cell phones remain off and in our pockets. No one is required to reveal their last name or profession, although, since the rest of us have been together for the past year, I'm afraid you are the only one who is out of that particular loop. But please, rest assured you are in no way required to divulge any personal information. We demand our members have necessary health checks every three months, however we are willing to waive that requirement for you tonight. Since this is our first time to entertain a guest I should tell you that acceptance to the club must be a unanimous decision, as would be the expulsion of any current member. Luckily, we haven't had to resort to that at this point."

"We are driven, as is most of the world, by the exterior person, the face, the physique. You should know, though, that we are also concerned with the inner being, the man inside. Having said that, you can see that by choice we are a very select group of individuals. With all the restrictions I have laid out for you, you may feel that our activities are rather boring, but let me inform you of what we do allow."

"We place high importance on the right of the individual to seek pleasure within the safety of the group. We allow and encourage discussion on the means by which we may obtain those pleasures. All activities no matter how bizarre they may be considered by some, are discussed so long as they do not violate any of our predetermined rules. Any new activity requires, again a unanimous vote. Fortunately we rarely have any dissension among the ranks. At present I can only think of one activity that failed to be adopted and that was of complete manual to anal penetration."

Edward paused, glancing at Jasper and then over at Emmett, who chuckled quietly as Jasper blushed. It took Carlisle a minute to decipher what Edward meant by complete manual...Holy shit! Fist fucking? Thank god! Carlisle felt himself shudder yet again. He glanced back at Emmett who he had failed to take in before the meeting. Looking now he silently gasped. Wow this guy is huge! He's at least 1 1/2 times as big as any of the rest of us! I'll bet his bicep is bigger around than one of Jasper's thighs. And his hands! Oh my god the size of his hands. Now I knew why he laughed at the mention of the complete manual...again thank god there'd be none of that! Carlisle had noticed Edward's hands while he spoke, they were also on the large side, but his fingers were longer and more tapered. His hands were more lean, while Emmett's couldn't be described in any way but massive and fleshy.

As these last thoughts passed through Carlisle's mind he heard Edward clear his throat. Carlisle returned his attention to the speaker at once, blushing apologetically as Edward pretended not to notice.

"We make no race, familial or class distinction other than those I've already mentioned. Every man here is an individual, equal to all the rest and no more or less important to the group. Now, Carlisle, do you think that you can accept the group and our rules of conduct as I have explained them to you and would you like to participate in the club's session tonight?" Edward paused for a reply, "Yes" Carlisle heard himself whisper while nodding his head perhaps a little too vigorously in the affirmative.

"Wonderful, then why don't we take a break now to stretch our legs, perhaps have some refreshment and change." At this suggestion all the men did as instructed. James turned to Carlisle and said, "C'mon let's grab some wine. Carlisle followed as his host led the way. James poured himself a glass of white while Carlisle opted for red. Carlisle tasted the wine hesitantly. It was good, better than good, surprisingly. Mind you he'd had better, but it was far improved from the last he had encountered at an organized function. He sipped at his glass frequently, hoping the alcohol would help dispel some of those remaining nerves he was experiencing. In no more than five minutes he realized he had finished the large glass.

Carlisle looked up and around the room, he noticed that most of the men had gathered over by the robes, already peeling off their clothing. As he watched them with his jaw wide open, he felt a gentle hand rest on his left shoulder. Turning toward the hand, trying vainly to hide his startled reaction to the touch, he heard Edward's velvety whisper.

"If you prefer, Carlisle, you're welcome to use the bathroom to disrobe. Carlisle nodded and smiled weakly indicating he understood Edward's intent at the offer.

Carlisle sighed and gathered all the remaining courage he had left and any the wine had afforded him and willed himself to walk over to the collection of males. His mind flashed instantly back to the first day of gym class, in the locker-room and showers when he was twelve. Saying a silent prayer, Carlisle kicked off his shoes and socks, lining them up on the floor next to Jasper's boots. He removed his leather jacket and placed it on the hook underneath the robe in front of him. Peeling off his navy colored turtleneck sweater and black T shirt. He reached up for the hangers he'd found on the lower hook. Careful not to spend too much time arranging his clothes on said hangers, Carlisle proceeded to dispose of his belt, tan dress slacks and his new black underwear. Another silent prayer for the recent purchase. Finally he reached for the last remaining robe on the row of hooks. Suddenly he was acutely aware that he was the only naked man in the room.

A/N Uh Oh, What has Carlisle gotten himself into? Let me know what you think so far by posting a review. Thanks for reading.