DIONYSIUS
By
Rev Jesse Penfield Gibson, MDiv, DMin
Copyright 2017
DISCLAIMER: This story is fiction. Any similarities to any persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental. This story involves consensual sexual activity between college students, both male and female, including bareback sex, group sex and bisexual activity. This story also has drug and alcohol use. If this is not your cup of tea, don't read it. If it is, enjoy.
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SEVENTEEN
Cass wondered why Christie wanted him to join in on one of Micah's tasks. Not that it was sexual because he knew that she wanted to fuck him. She may be President but she wanted it just like anybody else. What amazed Cass, on the other side of it now, was how well set up the tasks were. At the time, he had worried some about setting stuff up and making sure that things happened, at least for a while until he figured out that it would happen anyway. In truth, what they were testing was whether you would or not and how well you did, not your ability to find partners. Once you join, finding a partner is no problem. Which is cool. Micah's task was a group thing, one girl and three other boys. Dave and Carlos were the other two.
Officially, he didn't know that they were members but he did really, if for no other reason the whole make a video thing made it clear. His Fall Semester roommate, Billy Adams, had been run off campus for reporting Cass's video project. Plus, he had been a guest at Sadie Hawkins. They fed him a line about a girl. a TA in Dave's Econ class (which was true) being a sexual freak (also true) and enjoying seeing guys be sexual with each other. Dave even sold her as watching gay porn, really building it up. They drove to her apartment on Orange Terrace, just down the hill from the Library and Post office. It was close enough to jog it really but too cold in early February.
They kept the charade up as Christie got them some wine and then a bowl and then another. Micah joined in happily. He had to notice that she was touching herself down there some, through her sweats.
"Let's have a big dick contest" Christie said.
Micah chuckled. "Dave wins. Unless Dylan is here"
"Yeah, he's packing" Carlos said. "How about the best looking dick instead?"
She looked at Cass, who shrugged indifferently. "Yeah. But I get to be the judge" Christie said.
"Sure" Micah said with a grin. "But a dick is better looking hard than soft. So, why don't you help us out by, uh, you know, helping us out?"
She pulled off her T shirt, showing her bra-less soft mounds of tit, nice C cups, sticking out from her tight body. She gave a leering smile and teased them with her sweat pants, pulling them down to see her shaved pubic region, hinting at twat.
Micah undid his pants and slid them off. The other boys followed suit. He pulled at it with a dry hand to get himself going. Carlos and Cass, both uncut, had no such problem. Dave was all ready hard, just from excitement. He wanted Micah bad. The other boys worked at it.
"C'mon, let's see your pussy"
"Take off all your clothes" Christie ordered. "Fair is fair"
They all stripped willingly. Four bodies, three male and one female, all toned and tight with youth and acitvity, were all naked together. She made them stand up in a line together as she went down the line, examining them. Cass and Carlos were uncut, Dave and Micah circumscized. Micah's dick stood up at a jaunty angle but the others stuck straight out more or less. She went along giving them each a little tug, a little lick at the piss vein. a squeeze of the balls.
"They're all pretty," Christie said, "But, it's kind of a shame but the best looking one is Dave's. Too bad you don't like girls. I'd seriously let you fuck me with that. But, um, why don't you help me out picking from the other boys."
"Nah, I want the dick I haven't had" Dave said, getting in front of Micah and squatting down. He had to perch up to get to it but he swallowed him whole.
"Yeah, suck it bitch" Micah said with a grin and a mocking tone.
"Why don't you boys turn me on?"
Carlos and Cass got beside Micah as Dave sucked him, caressing his body, rubbing hands all over him, kissing him. First one boy and then the other. Micah didn't object. Dave was masturbating himself as he did him. Christie sat on the couch watching, her legs open as she massaged her pussy. Cass loved seeing women masturbate. It was a huge turn on. He was rock hard. In fact, he was turned on enough that he dropped down and began to suck Carlos, even as that boy continued to trade spit with Micah.
"You like getting your dick sucked?" Christie said, walking over to Micah, her hand on her twat, covering it up. She made her way next to him.
"Sure. Every guy does" he said, reaching out for her cunt as she moved her hand away. He put his hand underneath and slipped a finger in her wet slit.
"So, not gay. You bi or heteroflexible? Or is a mouth a mouth?" she said.
"A mouth is a mouth and a hard dick has no conscience. But, baby, there's nothing about sex I don't like." Micah said.
Christie nodded, looked down. Micah smiled and pulled at Dave's shoulder to get him to stand up. When he did, Micah dropped down and began to suck Dave. Dave exhaled slowly and smiled. He was happy about it.
"He any good?" Christie asked
"Oh, yeah" Micah said.
"We need to take this to the bedroom."
She led them into the sole bedroom of the apartment and laid out on the silk sheeted bed, her legs apart. They crawled up on the bed with her, Micah pushed ahead by Carlos to get down to eat her out. He dived on to her pussy, lapping up the juices with abandon. Carlos played with her tits as Dave tended to Cass.
"Baby boy, I'm going to let you fuck me but I want to see you fuck Dave and get fucked too first. That cool with you?"
"Yeah. I told you, I like everything about sex."
Dave was on the floor, on all fours for Micah to mount doggy style. Christie eased herself onto Cass's swollen prick to ride him reverse cowgirl so she could see. Carlos stood off to the side, waiting. Micah rolled a condom on his dick and got down, greased up and entered Dave's slick rectum. The muscles were defined and popped as he fucked Dave, both of them lean, young and athletic. Dave was hard as he got fucked, his dick sticking straight out. Micah didn't just bang him hard, a few strokes and on to the next thing. It was slow, sensual strokes, gently sliding in, doing it with finesse. Cass actually couldn't see, blocked by Chrissy as she rode him, also slowly up and down, wiggling around a lot, grinding his crotch into hers. Dave, at least, was in heaven. He loved being fucked.
Christie nodded at Carlos. The signal was given. The latin stud rolled a rubber on his tool and got behind Micah as he continued to fuck Dave. Micah was lucky Pierre. His movements, in to fuck Dave and out to get fucked, determined the pace of the boys fucking. Christie reached down and rubbed her clit, maximizing her excitement as she watched the boys go at it.
"Okay, stud," she said after a while rolling off of Cass, "You earned it. Come get some pussy"
Micah smiled. "Okay, if that's what you want" he said.
Cass rolled over to one side of the bed, still naked and hard, as Micah rolled a new rubber on and got between her legs to fuck her missionary. Carlos slid into Dave's rectum to fuck him to completion for both of them. Micah glanced over at Cass as he fucked Chrissy, gave him a little smile and then turned his attention back to the girl, grabbing a tit with one hand as his prick slide in and out of her. Cass was convinced that Micah was telling the truth: as far as sex, anything goes. He was perfect for Dionysius. Slow and gentle didn't last, though. Christie was urging him on and he was feeling the pressure of it. He began to fuck her harder, more forcefully and she ate it up. She wanted more and he gave it. In stages, in litttle bits, Cass could see that Micah was gettng close. He stared at the boys face and was surprised at how easy it was to see, the tell tale signs. Biting the lip. The grimace. Closing his eyes for second. A serious, almost pained look. Then a look of near distress. Then he pumped hard and fast before a look of near death. THen complete relief.
She told Cass to stay. She promised to get him back to campus in time for class but he was spending the night after the others left. She made grill cheese sandwiches for them to eat and french fries and Cass wolfed it down, without bothering to dress. He pawed at her, eager to get back to bed. When the time came, he fucked her slowly and gently, almost tantrically.
Christie laid next to him, their bodies together in post orgasmic flush. She leaned up and said, "We want you and Audrey to do Dylan. One of this tasks is to have sex with a girl."
"What?"
"YOu and Audrey do Dylan," she explained, a bit like she was talking to a five year old. "He needs to sleep with a girl and its better when a gay guy does a girl for the first time if there is a boy there too. We want you to do it. Audrey's okay with it"
"I don't want to. He's my friend and my roommate"
"Well, we want you to. The pledge committee does. We want to see if he has limits, boundaries"
"I think it's kind of, I don't know, weird" Cass said, trying to find a way out of it.
"Were you not clear what kind of organization this is? This is party and fuck. No morals. You don't have to fuck him if you don't want. Both of you fuck Audrey. Doesn't matter as long as his dick gets in her"
He was troubled by it but Audrey thought he was being stupid. She actually wanted to bust the vagina cherry for one of the gay boys, either Dylan or the kid Ty. She thought it would be easy to set up and told Cass to just follow her lead when the time came. He was still weirded out by it but agreed anyway. It only took to the next day for the opportunity to come around. They were hanging out in the dorm room when Dylan came in, bearing his book bag. He looked at them laying on the bottom bunk together, both of them with a book in their hands.
"Hey" he said. "I can go to the library if you need me to"
"Nah, we're just studying. Reading this shit from Kant for FYS that I can't make heads or tails out of"
"OK cool" Dylan said, taking a seat at his small desk and pulled out a composition book. He tended to laboriously rewrite notes from lecture as if he were writing a text book about the subject. Cass knew he didn't have the patience for it, or the time really not with his social life, but it worked for Dylan, perfect GPA and Dean's list in the fall. All three of them read or worked in peace for about 3o minutes before Dylan leaned back and stretched, tossing his pen down. Audrey laid her book on her chest and peeked over at Cass.
"So, how's it going with Alex?" she asked.
"Pretty good" Dylan said with a nod and then a little smile. "It's a bit ... strange, I guess, right now because, you know"
"Sure" she said. "Does it bother you at all that he is bisexual?"
"No, should it? Cass is, does it bother you?"
"Of course not, I am too. But you're gay, right?"
Dylan hesitated for a second. "Yeah"
"Have you ever thought about being with a girl? You know most people are little bi. There aren't that many Kinsey 1's or 6's"
"Before I was told that I had to have sex with a girl, not really," Dylan said. THen he stopped, looked up at the ceiling. "That's not really true. When I was in middle school, I noticed girls. Boobies and all but it was just that anything having to do with sex was just attractive, you know. The taboo of it. In high school, I tried to convince myself that I was bi. I'd jack off to these fantasies about specific boys having sex with a generic girl. I've wondered what it would be like to be straight. My life would be really different. So, here's the thing: I am really, really going to suck at this. That's what really worries me is that I won't be able to do it. Physically, I mean. I think it might take the pressure off some if I knew that Cass would get you off after I get through fumbling around, cause you deserve to get off too, right? I think it might help too if we all three of us did it together. It's just sex, right? That's what they keep saying. But at the end of it, we all got to promise to still be friends. This is just a Dionysius initiation thing and it doesn't mean anything."
"Yeah, okay, cool" Cass said, a little relieved.
"So, how do we do it?" Dylan asked
Audrey laughed. "You could kiss me"
Dylan chuckled shyly and shrugged his shoulders. He went over to the bed and reached over and kissed her gently, open mouthed and tongues. He had to squat by the bed because the dorm beds are narrow, twins really, and not made for group sex, or sex at all for that matter. He did stroke her face a little as he kissed her but didn't seem to know what to do with his hands. Audrey had to reach down and put his hand on her tit. Dylan squeezed, his hand over her bra, and genuinely wondered what the appeal was. Audrey broke it off and leaned back, pulled off her shirt and undid her bra.
"Get up, big boy" she told Cass.
He shrugged and got up. Audrey moved over to the far edge and patted the bed for him to get in. Dylan made a move to do it but Cass stopped him.
"You might want to strip down to your underwear. It'd be easier"
"Yeah, sure" Dylan said. Cass thought he was nervous.
Off came the shirt and down went the pants. He had on black boxer briefs. Cass noted that he was not hard. But he got into bed and lay down next to her and began kissing her again. This time, he went for the tit on his own. Audrey reached down and slid her hand inside his waistband down to his crotch. Cass sat on the chair, put his feet up on the side of the bed and watched. It was fairly erotic, he had to admit, watching Dylan get it on, and with his girl too. He was getting hard and uncomfortable. After a few minutes of that, he unbuttoned his pants and reached into his own underwear to feel his junk. Audrey stopped and struggled out of her jeans.
"Maybe it would be better if we were all just naked" Dylan said
Audrey got her jeans off, still having a pair of pink lace panties on but she peeled them off as Dylan pulled off his underwear. At best, he had a semi. Cass pulled off his clothes too.
"You think Cass is hot?" Audrey asked.
"Yeah, of course he is" Dylan answered.
"Why don't you suck him a little bit?"
Dylan looked at her quizzically. "I thought the agenda was for me to have sex with you?"
"Baby, you gotta be hard. And you are not that into me at all."
"That's not true" Dylan said.
"Suck him"
Cass exhaled hard. It was inevitable. Once he agreed, there was no backing out. He stood up and stood in front of the bed as Dylan sat on the edge. Dylan opened up and took him in, all the way down and then slide slowly back up. He used his lips to gather up Cass's foreskin and bring it forward. He nibbled and played with it and then used his tongue to circle the head before pulling back and licking at the shaft with his tongue. Then he took him all the way in again. Now, he was hard, reaching down to stroke himself. Cass had to admit that Alex must have been a good teacher or Dylan had natural talent because it was one of the better blowjobs he had ever gotten.
Audrey was watching, fingering herself. "Okay, eat my pussy"
Dylan came off of Cass's dick, looked over at her. "Okay" he said on an exhale. That he thought it dubious was unspoken. He got between legs, ass up and dick down as lay on the bed, his face in her snatch. "Tell me if I do it wrong."
He buried his face in her cunt, using his tongue into her hole. He was trying to compare a pussy to a dick and couldn't but figured that those loose folds of flesh probably ought to be nibbled on. So he did, licked around the hole and then decided to slide a finger up in her. She gasped. Clearly, the right decision.
"That's good. Lick it"
Dylan slurped at it, using his tongue in big lick, up from the hole to the clit. He remembered that the clit was super sensitive and had to be treated with respect. She had a funky taste, not unpleasant and not really fishy so much although he could see why people said that. It was earthy. That was the better description. So licked and nibbled and tried to be playful, doing the best he could.
"Not bad, that feels good" Audrey moaned.
Cass made his way over and played with her tits and kissed her as Dylan ate her out. She liked it and was clearly getting turned on. He wasn't so sure Dylan was.
"Fuck me" Audrey said
Cass got a condom from his desk and handed it to Dylan, who had managed to stay hard. He rolled it on. He got between her legs to enter her, mount her up, and seemed to think that the key would just go into the lock. It didn't. Audrey had to guide him into her. Fortunately, he was still hard. He slid it all the way in, his body next to hers. At best, he was awkward. He slid back and rocked back and to, putting his dick back and forth in her slick hole. Other than his dick and crotch, no other part of his body touched hers. He was supporting himself over her with his defined arms.
She did moan a bit and through her arms over his back, as if to bring about some closeness. Dylan was fucking her mechanically, in rhythm but not really. There was no passion in it.
"Close your eyes and think of Alex" Audrey whispered.
"Dude, you can touch her titties if you want. Kiss her." Cass said, trying to encourage him.
Dylan looked at her oddly. Then he closed his eyes. The speed picked up, the forcefulness picked up. He lowered himself against her body and began to fuck her harder and more in rhythm like a song than a piston. She clearly preferred it that way. Dylan seemed to be enjoying it more too, Cass thought. He lifted up and squuezed one of her breast forcefully and then leaned down and began to suck the nipple. Cass could see the outline of his muscles as he did her and thought he looked good doing it. He actually was a fairly hot guy. He was fucking her faster and his face grimaced. He was getting close.
"Just bang her, dude. Fuck the shit out of her" Cass said
"Yeah, fuck me" Audrey said with a low moan.
He did, even harder. She began to grunt and then even a choked scream as he pile drove her. Dylan put his hand lightly on her neck and then went for the breast as his hips swiveled, driving himself into her. She reached down and massaged her clit as he did her. Then, his face contorted, Dylan could take no more. He sucked in the air that he desperately needed and dropped his load.
Panting, he rolled off of her. "Your turn" he said to Cass.
Cass chuckled. "Yeah sure"
Audrey wanted it too. She had a begging look on her face. He knew she wanted to orgasm. Gentle wouldn't do it. He got between her legs, grabbed his stiff dick, guided it, letting slick walls of her pussy form around it as he drove himself into her. All the way in, hard. His muscular body was tense and firm. He almost fell over her, his body against hers and just fucked her hard. Pounded her. He was the kind of boy that just looked good having sex. She was whimpering as he did it. Dylan moved off the bed and watched, still naked but suddenly self-conscious about it. He was also surprisingly aroused watching his roommate go at it. The lustfulness of it, the raw animal like power of his toned body. His dick, just then drained, was involuntarily trying to stir to life.
"Oh, yeah, baby, that's it baby! Fuck me, fuck me" Audrey cried out.
It seemed weird to Dylan. Boys made noise in his limited experience but they didn't scream out like she did. Maybe girls, despite what everybody says, actually enjoy sex more than boys. He didn't understand that because he didn't think he could enjoy it anymore than he did. Or Cass did. He seemed to be enjoying it a lot. He was fucking her mercilessly. He had his hand on her wind pipe as she gurgled and made loud feral noises as the sound of their bodies slapping together provided the back beat.
"Oh yeah, Oh yeah! I'm going to cum!" Audrey cried.
That drove Cass to fuck harder if it were possible. In his mind at that point, she was just a hole, a receptacle, a thing for his pleasure and he was sure that Audrey felt the same way. You can't give pleasure without taking it. He wanted her to cum but he wanted to cum himself even more. Then as she whimpered loudly, like voluble version of sad puppy, he felt the wetness grow as she leaked pussy juice and the muscles in her cunt twitched around his dick as she came. He was close, very close. Cass closed his eyes and just powered up. Then, in a blaze of white hot light, he could hold it no more. Panting, he slowed down as spurt after spurt spewed out into the condom.
He was still panting as he rolled off her and laid on the bed. He looked at Dylan and laughed.
"You got turned on watching me do it, huh?" Cass asked
"Yeah" Dylan answered, sheepishly and suddenly ashamed of his clearly erect dick.
"That's cool" Cass said. "I thought you looked pretty hot too"