Dionysius

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. This chapter involves sex with a transgendered person. If this is not your cup of tea, don't read it. If it is, enjoy.

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EIGHTEEN

"I don't have a car" Dylan said

"Well, that's a problem" Cass replied, glancing up from a book he was reading, trying desperately to not get behind again this semester.

"Can I borrow yours?"

"How about Alex's?"

Dylan shrugged. "If you don't want to, I can figure something out"

Cass put the book down. "Look, I don't care. I guess theoretically if you get popped they could take the car but they won't. You even know where to buy some on the street?"

"No" Dylan admitted. "I was going to ask around. Alex might"

Cass laughed. "Alex hasn't bought half quarters of ditch weed in his whole life. He is in the pipeline for pharmaceutical grade drugs."

"I'll figure it out"

Actually, it was easy. Jamal knew. He knew where and he knew how. Cass in the end went with him, driving, as Dylan made the buy. It actually wasn't even that far from campus, just down Napier and there were a bunch of guys hanging around outside a neighboorhood food mart. Cass slowed down, DYlan put the window down and a guy in his 30's or 40's came up. The deal went down fast. Some money and some drugs. It was easy. But Dylan had to admit when they smoked it that it wasn't nearly as good as what Alex got.

Burning the Bible was easy. He had a couple, including a relatively cheap Good News Version from early teenage years that he willingly parted with. He wasn't sure about the nice one that his Mother had given him as a high school graduation present. He wasn't going to be a minister now, he knew that. Being gay and sexually active made that impossible, at least in the Baptist church and he knew anywhere else because his deepening lack of belief. More and more, he began to doubt the basic validity of it all. This semester, he took New Testament and was finding out that authorship of that, seemingly so straight forward, was as problematic as the Old. Really, in a lot of ways, it just seemed like the same sort of stories that any other religion would tell: myths. He was Christian because he was raised Christian. Had he been raised Muslim, he would have believed that as firmly as he did Christianity. It seemed a thin gruel. But he wasn't completely willing to turn his back on it completely, not just yet. But he still burned the Bible one night with Alex and Simon there to witness it. Four tasks down in no time at all.

On a Thursday, they went to the Abyss downtown. Dylan went with Alex, Simon and Shontae but the doorman stopped them and examined ID's. They were underage but got let in anyway. The benefits of membership, Dylan supposed. No cover charge either. They made their way to the bar, waited in the crowd trying to get their first drink of the night, pressed in together. Alex made his way up first, getting a Stella for himself and Jack and Coke for Dylan. Simon ordered for himself and Shontae.

"So, am I looking for something or waiting to see what happens?" Dylan asked, smiling with knowing nod.

"I think you may just want to hang out and see what happens. It always seems to work out." Alex said.

"So, um, maybe you should look for a girl, you know, just for the night."

Alex nodded. He leaned over and kissed him. "Have fun"

Dylan looked around the club as Alex left, pressing into the crowd. He had no doubt that he would hook up and probably soon. There were people down in the sunken dance floor, laser lights going off. Dylan stood there considering his next move.

"Hey there" he heard a voice say and then hand on his shoulder. Dylan spun around. It was Dennis.

"Hey" Dylan said. "What's up"

"Nothing much. Just hanging out. Seeing if there is anything going on"

"And?"

"Who knows? Maybe"

"So. you're the guy that decided I should join? Why?"

Dennis shrugged. "Maybe I just wanted to have sex with you."

"You only have sex with members?"

"No" Dennis said

"So that wasn't the reason. I don't guess it makes that much difference does it? I'm getting what I want."

"How was pussy?" Dennis asked.

Dylan smiled. "Not bad. Better than I thought. I can see what straight boys see in it, what Alex sees. Definitely opens things up some. But I am still gay. Gay all the way. Is that weird?"

"No, I get it," Dennis said. "Me too. You want to head upstairs. It's kind of the VIP section."

Dylan nodded. "Yeah, sure"

They headed over the staircase leading up opposite the main stage and dance floor to a balcony above. Dylan hadn't really noticed it before and could see that it was pretty dark up there with what looked to be only the ambient light. There was a bouncer at the bottom of the stairs, tall and broad shouldered and black. Dylan thought he recognized him from before but couldn't be sure. He wasn't surprised that Dennis was just nodded up, no ID's, no questions asked. They had to wait though. A guy that Dylan knew slightly, a good looking in a kind of nerdy way computer kid named Ty, was headed down the stairs trailed by a trio of guys. Dennis gave a nod in acknowledgement to the trio of guys. So, Dylan thought, Ty is a pledge too. He was happy with that. Dennis gave him a nudge and Dylan headed up the stairs. The balcony was sort of like a darkened terrace. Back in the very back was a bar area, lit with indirect light but also far enough back to keep the other parts of the terrace in semidarkess. Actually, inside it you could see fairly well but not from the floor. The rest of it was a sitting area with couches and chairs and tables and people lounging about, mostly making out. A tall blond guy was making out with a pair of girls on the couch on the right. Dylan couldn't remember his name but recognized him as an exchange student that he had seen on campus. Josh was on top of a guy that Dylan thought was a Kappa Sig in an overstuffed chair, making out. He figured that probably meant that Josh and the exchange student were pledges too. Dennis moved over to the bar area and asked Dylan what he wanted. He asked for a bourbon and coke.

"This is convenient" Dylan said sinking into the center couch, taking a sip of the drink before putting it on the floor.

"Yeah it is"

"Public but not public public. Perfect for a guy with a task like having sex in a public place, huh?" Dennis just nodded in acknowledgement. Dylan looked around and turned back and said, "What are the chances that Alex will bring a girl up here? I mean while we are fucking?"

"Don't know. Non-zero. Does that bother you?"

"No, not really. What are we waiting for anyway?"

"For my charm to work" Dennis said, laughing.

"Why? We both want to have sex, right?" Dylan said, getting close to Dennis and putting his hand on his crotch, and then leaning forward to kiss him.

Tongues met. Dylan squeezed his crotch. Dennis ran his hands up Dylan's shirt, feeling his tight, lean body. They continued to kiss, their bodies against one another. Dylan had to back away for Dennis to pull his shirt up over his head. Shirtless, he stood there as Dennis took off his shirt. Dylan was surprised. He had a nice body. Tight and lean, not unlike his own. He had hairy pits and treasure trail and dusting of hair between his nipples. Dylan undid his pants and let them slip to the floor, standing there in his black boxers.

"You hard?" Dennis said, reaching his hand in.

"Not yet but I will be" Dylan said, pushing back up against him and kissing him hard. "Are you a top or a bottom?"

Dennis laughed. "A bottom. I hear you have a big dick. But would you have taken it if I said I was a top?"

"Sure. I'm versatile. I don't know if you've met my boyfriend or not?"

"POint taken"

He tugged at his junk in his underwear and arched his eyebrows. Dennis stepped closer to him and pressed his bare torso against Dylan's and kissed him. It was urgent and forceful. His hand went to Dylan's crotch and cupped it, a nice complete handful. They stayed connected at the mouth as Dennis groped him and felt him up but it took him a while to get his hand into the inside of the underwear. Once his hand cupped the younger boys dick and balls, Dylan reached down and began to tug off his underwear. It took him a couple of tugs but then his underwear fell to the ground. He stood there naked, growing harder. Dennis was still in his khakis and Dylan began to tug at them to get them off.

Dennis took the hint and undid them, letting them fall to the floor. He was hard. He wore an expensive, fashionable red jockstrap that his dick strained against. Dennis pressed himself against Dylan's tight body and continued to kiss him. Dylan broke it off and laid his head on Dennis shoulder, kissing his neck and nibbling at the ear. He sank to his knees and pulled down the jock in one smooth motion, liberating Dennis's cock. It sprang out and slapped Dylan in the face. Even in the darkness of the balcony, the sounds of moaning on either side as the exchange student and Josh got heavier into what they were doing. Dylan was concentrating on the cock in front of him. Even in the semi-darkness, he thought it was a pretty dick, Well formed with big, full balls. He licked at it, careful to flick at the head, causing Dennis to shiver at the intensity of the unexpected pleasure. Then, Dylan dived on it.

"Umm, yeah, that's good" Dennis said in a murmur, placing his hands on Dylan's head. "Suck it good"

He had only sucked two cut dicks in his life -- Dave's and Josh's -- and two uncut -- Alex and Cass. But he had been up and down on Alex's a lot and he was beginning to have growing confidence in his cocksucking skills. And he worked on Dennis's. Dennis responded in the usual way, with excitement, swaying his hips to gently face fuck him. But then Dennis stopped him.

"I want at that big thing" Dennis said, urging him up. Dylan stood and Dennis sank to his knees. "This monster is what I want. I wanted this since I saw you in the gymn. Shove your big fat dick down my throat."

A true bottom: he wanted the big dick. Dylan had it. All he had to do was stand there and let Dennis do the work. It was, after all, what he wanted to do. He was worshipping at the younger guy's rod, perched on his knees, one hand on the shaft to stroke him as his mouth did the work. He sucked on it and rubbed his hand in a twisting motion as his mouth went upa dn down it in full on spit and tongue. Then, full pin pricks of intense sensation flooded him. He has tapping his tongue right there underneath the piss slit and it feel, well it hurt so good as the song went. But then Dennis went back to it. Bobbing up and down. Sliding his tongue along the main vein.

Dylan stood there in the semi-darkness, better able to see as he accomodated to the low light. It was right there in that balcony getting a blow job while others had sex around him that Dylan decided that he was happy to joining Dionysius. Up until that moment he hadn't been sure, doing it mostly he supposed because all his friends were. Peer pressure. But now, he knew he was doing it because he wanted to do it. Freed of religion, he could free himself from ordinary morality and be the person he really was. A queer, a fag. Someone that didn't mind being up here having sex while his boyfriend was down below trying to get laid himself, and doing it where an audience was a distinct possibility. He felt alive.

"I want to fuck you" Dylan said.

"Good"

He leaned over the end of the couch, his ass stuck out. Dylan had to fish for a condom but he got it quickly enough to not spoil the mood and rolled it on his stiff dick. Getting behind him, he guided himself into Dennis's ass in one smooth motion. He tried to put a little motion in it and Dennis responded with a moan. He wasn't tight and wasn't loose either, clearly had been fucked but not wore out. He wasn't in a hurry. Nice and slow and smooth and make it last. IF somebody comes in and watches, then fine. Dylan discovered he didn't care. If Alex came in and watched, then fine. Might be better, he could join in. Dylan was certain in his own mind without needing to ask that Alex had been up this highway before all ready. A threesome be okay.

"Oh, shit. You're just teasing me," Dennis said, reaching down to give his unit a pull. "Fuck me. Fuck me like you fuck Alex."

Dylan was a bit insecure so he did what Dennis wanted, even though when he did fuck Alex it was usually slow and sensual but he mostly bottomed. So, he rammed him hard in the ass. Dennis groaned, loving it. Then as he drew back, Dennis was bucking back onto his dick, trying to get him in. It messed up his rhythm so Dylan rammed him hard again and stayed there, fully in his ass, leaning over him, enveloping his bottom's body.

"Oh, yeah, that's better. Give me that big dick. I want that big dick" Dennis said

So he started fucking him harder, short strokes, rapid fire. Hard in and out. Something flashed in Dylan's peripheral vision, a bit of movement. He looked up and over. It was Alex. He was with another guy, shorter than either of them. Dylan nodded and Alex just smiled. So he kept at it, fucking him harder and harder. Dennis began wiggle beneath him. He stroked himself harder as Dylan pounded his ass. He too looked over and saw Alex and then just put his head down and surrendered to the ass pounding he was getting but his hand never left his hard dick. Dennis was eking out every last morsel of pleasure. He wanted it. More than anything, right then, Dylan wanted to give it to him. Fuck him hard.

"Oh God" Dennis moaned on the exhale, his hand flying up and down his dick. "Oh God, that feels good"

"Fuck the shit out of him, baby. He can take it" Alex said, walking up and slapping his ass.

Dylan bit his lip and just went at it. Dennis would whimper with ramming hard bang into his ass, moan on the pullback and nearly cry out in sheer ecstasy. Dylan knew Dennis was close but he didn't care. He wanted him to get off but mainly he just wanted to get off himself. So he fucked hard. Dennis seemed almost to go limp underneath him and then suddenly tighten up. He threw his head back and seemed to be strangled but his hand was active. Then, in a gutteral groan from the pit of his belly, he moaned loudly and spewed out spurt after spurt of creamy jizz.

It didn't stop Dylan. He was turned on and horny and he still hadn't gotten off. He was going to fuck to completion whether Dennis was done or not. He had asked for it, after all. Then Alex came next to him.

"It's cool, save it. I have a surprise" Alex whispered in his ear.

It took Dylan a second to procees it. Alex wanted him to stop but he didn't want to. A surprise? What did he mean? At the basest core of his brain, Dylan desperately wanted to keep fucking but something made him stop. Trust or affection or curiosity or something. But he stopped and pulled out. He rolled the condom off his dick.

Dennis straightened, still breathing hard. "Thanks. I needed that"

Dylan grinned broadly. "No thank you. That was totally cool"

Dennis nodded in acknowledgement and gathered up his clothes, sitting down on the couch to dress. "So, one more task, huh? Just the video?"

"No, I gotta party down and then the video" Dylan answered. "I guess the one thing you don't set up"

"Yeah. Can't wait to see it" Dennis said as he pulled on his pants. "Hey Alex. I can see why you're settling down"

"Maybe not so much" Alex said with a leering grin.

Dylan had just been standing there naked as Dennis dressed but then he began to gather up his clothes but Alex stopped him. He motioned for Dylan to sit on the couch.

"Dylan, this is Thomas."

"Hey" Dylan said, looking a bit sheepish sitting on a couch naked but he did think that Thomas was pretty good looking: dark haired, broad shouldered and scruffy beard, even if he was a bit shorter than most guys.

"Hey" Thomas answered in a rich baritone

"So, Thomas likes big dicks and you have one," Alex said. "And they've agreed to do a little video project you may need done."

"They?" Dylan asked, confused about the plural.

"Thomas"

"Okay" He has no clearer.

"We're going to need some light, so you probably ought to get dressed and we can head back to my place."

They all went back to Alex's place with a promise to take Thomas back down town afterwards. On the way, making small talk, Dylan asked Thomas if he went to the Dub but ALex cut him off. Thomas, it seems, went to Northeast, a public high school, which likely made him under 18, but with plans to go to Willingham next year. That bit of reasoning worried him. Sex with someone under 18 was statutory rape and making a video of it was kiddie porn. The only thing that made it all right was that Dylan was pretty sure that making a video had to be a standard task - after all that was what he gathered had happened with Cass, Dave and the girl, Nicole - and he was sure that Dionysius members would try and one up each other with ever more outrageous videos. He suspected that his would not be the first. And, truth to be told, Thomas was cute and he was horny, so if Alex wanted a three way, why not? After all there is only a year at most difference. Alex parked on the street and Thomas got out first. Dylan stayed in the jeep for a second, tapping Alex on the shoulder.

"How do you now him?" Dylan asked, determined to get a better handle on his risk.

"Them" Dylan looked confused. "Thomas is trans. The preferred pronoun is they or them"

Dylan looked over at him, or them. He looked like a guy, just shorter. "Wow"

Alex smiled. He bounced out of the jeep and headed up toward his apartment, Thomas in tow, Dylan following behind. Dylan was a bit confused about the whole thing. The mechanics of it as much as anything. How he would feel about a man who had no dick, too. He caught up with Thomas as they were heading up the stairs.

"Um, hey. I'm kind of new to this" Dylan said to Thomas. "If I say something stupid or do something wrong, just tell me. I'm just ignorant, not mean, okay?"

Thomas shrugged. "It's okay. I can take whatever. It's not like I'm a girl. Not anymore at least"

Dylan laughed. They burst the door and into the apartment. Alex motioned them, Dylan and Thomas, upstairs. Once in his bedroom, he fished around for a video camera and got it set up.

"Start undressing" Alex said, holding up the camera.

Shrugging, Dylan pulled off his own T shirt. He then reached for and began to tug at Thomas's shirt, lifing it up. In a second, it was off. But for the scars in a semi-circle under his-their- breasts, Thomas had a perfect -male upper body. It was all bumps and lumps and grooves and long sinewy muscles, hairy pits and a thick treasure trail to above his belly button. It was hot. But there was no way Alex was gettting off as just an observer. Dylan reached out his hand to get the camera.

"You too" Dylan said. Alex handed him the camera and told him they could edit it later and stripped down to a pair of cartoon character briefs.

Dylan undid his own pants, letting them fall to the floor. He kept the camera trained on Thomas who did the same. He was wearing black boxer briefs. Dylan wanted him to strip them down, just to see, but Thomas didn't. They got on their knees in front of Dylan and pulled down the briefs he had on, liberating his dick even though it was still soft. Opening up, Thomas took it inside their mouth. sucking him to life. He pointed the camera down to film them doing it. Alex came up and gently took the camera from him and stood there filming Thomas pleasuring Dylan. It was an erotic scene. Even Alex was rubbing himself with his free hand as he filmed it. Dylan was big enough and Thomas skilled enough to pull it off. In no time at all, Dylan was hard and enjoying it. Thomas even slid a hand down their underwear to pleasure themself as their mouth did the duty.

"Wow, that is really good" Dylan said.

Alex got in tight, camera pointed down but Thomas turned and yanked that underwear down to and got to work on Alex's dick. Dylan just smiled. This was fun, he had to admit. He just watched as Thomas did his boyfriend and felt no jealousy. Then Thomas turned and went back onto Dylan's dick. He reached over and began to stroke Alex. They went from one to the other, sucking and stroking. Dylan, having fucked and not cum, was beyond horny. Thomas seemed to be a master at getting him just to the edge and then going over to Alex and letting simmer back down a little. It was glorious, of course, but frustrating because Dylan did want that awful release but he was making a porno and he needed to not embarass himself by cumming too quickly. The people watching wouldn't know that this was the second sexual task completed in one night. So, he tried not to focus on how they were making him feel, how good Thomas's mouth felt wrapped around his dick, and try to focus on something else in a vain hope of staving off the inevitable.

Alex continued to film, sometimes handing the camera off to DYlan as Thomas blew them. But the thing about porn is that if you do any one thing long enough, it is gets boring. That is the difference between porn and regular sex. In regular sex, more is just more. In porn, variety is king. Dylan knew it as well as Alex plus he was curious about what Thomas had under their underwear. He got Thomas up and gently moved them over to the bed, putting them on it and reaching for the underwear. For a brief half second, Thomas put their hands down on the underwear as if to stop Dylan from taking them off but then moved their hands away letting him peel it off.

They had a pussy. Thomas had a pussy. No doubt about it.

There was a small cock over and above the slit where the clit should be, an engorged clit really but a pussy. And it was wet. And it was hairy. Dylan hesitated, not knowing what to do and marveling. Other than their crotch, Thomas was a boy, a good looking boy but the middle wasn't, an essential bit. DYlan ran his hands on Thomas's firm, lean body and put himself beside them, still hard. He looked into their face and kissed them. He imagined he could see the reaction in Thomas's eyes, the hesitancy and fear of rejection because he thought that Dylan may regard him as not a real boy. He could see the lust and he could see the rejection they had faced all ready. Transgendered and gay, Dylan could only imagine what they would be like, how they had all ready been rejected. Once he saw them as broken but horny, hesitant but brave, Dylan began to be more turned on by their body.

He got between their legs and nuzzled up to the crotch, eating pussy for only the second time. BUt he also licked at the swollen over large engorged clit and Thomas shuttered and shivered in sheer pleasure. Dylan lapped it up, using his tongue all in and around the folds of flesh. Alex was there filming it, just beside Thomas. He was surprised at how much he enjoyed getting them off, how turned on he was by their body.

"Fuck me in the ass" Thomas said. "I want it in the ass"

Just like a gay boy, Dylan thought. But, of course, they are. Why not? Dylan laid on the bed and Thomas climbed on top of him, easing themself over and onto Dylan's big, stiff dick. All the way in, slowly but all the way in. Thomas settled, his ass on Dylan's thigh before rocking forward and back. They controlled the pace and tempo. It was slow and pleasurable and the condom DYlan had on helped with the sensation. BUt that position couldn't last. DYlan wanted the camera to to get the shot of thwir pussy shining out as Dylan ass fucked him. BUt then, he just wanted them doggy so that he could just fuck the living shit out of them and cum all ready.

"Oh, yeah, God, that's good. That's tight" Dylan said as he entered them from behind doggy style.

"Pull out to cum," Alex said, "We need the money shot"

NOt too quick, though, Dylan thought. But he was wearing Thomas out, his own horniness dictating that Thomas would just be fucked savagely. There was no option. He gasped, pulled out, ripped off the condom and short spurt after spurt on their muscular and dedined back.

When they dropped them off back downtown, Dylan gave them a passionate, deep and long kiss.

"You and me and him, we gotta do this again. I really, really enjoyed it. You are incredibly hot" Dylan said.

Thomas smiled, looking relieved. "But all night next time. No rushing."