Van woke up abruptly, unsure what had pulled him from his dreams. He sat up and looked toward Carson's bed, finding it empty. A slow smile spread across his face as he remembered just what they'd done in that bed the night before.
Van hoped Carson being gone on a Saturday morning didn't mean he was freaking out about his first experience with another guy. The last thing Van wanted to do was turn back time so that he was the only one who remembered what they'd shared.
Van's thoughts drifted back a bit farther, to his date with Archie and all that had followed: their aborted three-way with Beau; Van accidentally taking Red back in time with him and having to tell him (most of) the truth about what he could do; and the three-way they'd stumbled into with Archie's horny roommate Isaac.
Van thought about Jake as well. Last night's bit of over the top rage was all too stark a reminder that the frat boy couldn't find out that it was Van who had turned his world upside down with the power of his Grandpa Sam's watch.
Did he follow us back to frat house, Van wondered, or did he just happen to overhear us once we were in Beau's room?
Either way, Van was glad it had all happened. It felt good having someone to share his ability to stop and to rewind time with. That never would have happened without Jake bursting in to confront them.
Van got up and grabbed his shower stuff. As he headed for the bathroom, he reflected on his only real regret from the previous night: he never got to get fucked by that blond frat God, Beau.
Remembering how Beau had been on the prowl at Perks when he'd asked Van and Archie to come back to his frat house, Van wondered if he had found someone else to extend the offer to after the time-line had been altered.
The hot water felt incredible as Van began to make plans for the day ahead.
Jake Becker opened his eyes, wincing a little at the unexpected sunlight shining directly on his face through a nearby window.
"Morning," a male voice said softly. Jake's eyes opened wider and he took in the sight of his frat brother, Beau, lying in bed next to him. Beau was on his side, facing Jake with a cautious smile on his face.
Jake stared, his sleepy mind trying to catch up with the events of the night before. He'd avoided Beau like the plague ever since their last encounter, but then he'd run into him at Perks.
Jake had panicked and made a quick getaway, unable to face his frat brother. A sense of self preservation left him desperate to continue avoiding Beau rather than deal with the fact that they'd fucked twice and then experienced a far more intimate third encounter that had felt more like making love.
The panic had subsided after a few minutes of rapid walking. He'd decided it was stupid to avoid Beau, that he couldn't do it forever. However it had come about, they'd had some fun together.
Jake had turned around and started back toward Perks, figuring that if Beau was still there, they'd talk and put this awkwardness behind them.
After all, he'd promised the mystery man, Harry Potter, than he could have his ass again after he'd saved him from Jared and his little gay friend. Part of him dreaded it, but a bigger part was excited, and even a little impatient for Harry Potter to call him back and set things in motion.
If he could deal with wanting that, he could also admit that he'd enjoyed getting fucked by Beau and that he wouldn't mind it happening again. No, if he was completely honest with himself, it went beyond 'not minding'. He wanted it to happen again. That's what had really scared the hell out of him for the last few weeks.
Beau had still been at Perks, sitting at an empty table with his drink. Jake couldn't help but notice the way Beau's eyes lit up when he saw him walk back in.
"Hey! Did you forget something?"
Jake sat down at Beau's table. "Yeah. Forgot to apologize for being such a fucking pussy lately."
Beau grinned. "Really?"
Jake nodded. "Yeah. I've been hiding out like a little bitch, and I'm done. I... liked what happened."
"Me, too. A lot." Beau's words sent Jake's blood flowing south.
The two frat boys stared at each other in silence for a few seconds, their eyes engaged in some serious fucking.
"All the guys are at the party tonight. We'd probably have the house to ourselves," Beau said.
Jake's throat had felt dry and his heart had been racing, but he'd said the magic words: "Let's go."
The two had done very little talking. Back in Beau's room, they'd wasted no time before removing their clothes and exploring each other's bodies with their hands and mouths.
It had all lead to Beau fucking Jake for the fourth time. Afterward, as they'd drifted off to sleep, Beau had mumbled "Please don't freak out on me again." Jake, who'd practically seen stars while being pounded, had whispered back a promise that he wouldn't.
"Good morning," Jake answered back, squinting at Beau's handsome face in the morning sun.
"You okay?"
"I'm bisexual," Jake blurted out the revelation that had come to him the night before as he'd been loving the feeling of Beau's large cock punching his g spot over and over.
A relieved grin broke out on Beau's face and he pulled Jake into a kiss. Within minutes, Beau was inside Jake for the fifth time.
There was still no sign of Carson after Van had showered and dressed. Van decided to grab some food and stopped at Pete and Matthew's open door to see if they wanted to join him.
Matthew was alone, just pulling on a t-shirt. Van couldn't help but notice that he was dressed in those light blue sweatpants again, and just like the first time they'd hooked up, Matthew was going commando.
Van remembered his vow to let the next time he seduced Matthew stick- no turning back time to erase it. They'd fucked so many times that Van had lost count, but thanks to the watch, each time had been the first time for Matthew.
"Good morning," Van called out.
"Hey Van," Matthew replied. "What's up?"
"Just wanted to see if you and Pete were up for some food?"
Matthew sat down in his desk chair. "Pete just left, he went home for the weekend."
Perfect, Van decided. Sometime this weekend he'd seduce his friend and let it count. "Oh. How about you? Hungry?"
"No thanks."
"Okay. See you later," Van had only walked a few steps when Matthew called out to him.
"Yeah?"
"Could we talk for a minute?"
"Sure." Van stepped in and closed the door behind him. Matthew gestured to his bed and Van sat down on the edge of it.
Van waited a few moments while Matthew stared at him in silence. "Everything okay?"
Matthew stood up abruptly and launched himself toward Van, thrusting his tongue into Van's mouth. Van fell backward on the bed from the force of the impact, and Matthew fell on top of him..
Van was stunned. Matthew had never, in all the times they'd hooked up, instigated anything. This was new.
Van started kissing back, and after a few minutes Matthew sat up. "Fuck, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."
Van sat up, a smile on his face. "It was unexpected, that's for sure."
Matthew put his head in his hands. "I'm so fucking confused."
"What's going on?"
Matthew sighed and turned to look at Van. "I always thought I was straight. But...." Matthew took a long pause, closing his eyes. When he opened them, he continued speaking. "I've been hooking up with a guy for over a month now. Like, jerking each other off regularly and I've gone down on him a bunch of times. I just don't know what it means. Am I gay? Or is it just something where I'm attracted to him but not to guys in general?"
Van knew that Pete and Matthew had been fooling around. In fact, he'd set the whole thing in motion by using the watch to move their frozen hands so that they were jerking each other off when he started time back up, instead of just jerking next to each other while watching porn.
"So you thought you'd try it on with me, see if you liked it with other guys?" Van asked.
Matthew groaned. "Sorry Van. That makes me a total prick, I know. Using you like that. You just always seem like..."
"Like what?" I prompted him.
"Like you think I'm hot? I mean, I've seen you look at me the same way I look at chicks that I think are hot. It used to freak me out but now..." Matthew shrugged his shoulders.
Van laughed. "Yes, I think you're hot. It's hard not to look at you like that, especially when you wear those sweatpants without any underwear, putting it all on display."
Matthew looked down at his bulge and gave it a squeeze. "So, if you're into it, want to help me figure things out?"
"Hell, yeah," Van grinned, bringing his lips back to his friend's mouth. They kissed and groped each other. It was all a new experience to Matthew, but Van already knew exactly what his friend liked, where to kiss and touch to drive him wild.
They quickly lost their clothes and Van swallowed Matthew's cock. The difference this time was Matthew's eagerness to suck Van back. They took turns, and then fell into a 69 for a while. Finally, Van blew Matthew's mind- for the final first time- by rimming him.
"That felt incredible," Matthew gasped when Van sat back up. "I almost shot my load."
"That's why I stopped, I didn't want you to cum yet. I think you should fuck me."
Matthew bit his lip. "Um... yeah, okay. But..."
"What? It's okay, whatever it is. No judgment from me."
Matthew ran his fingers through his hair and closed his eyes for a moment. "The guy I've been hooking up with, he really wants to..."
Van waited silently, though he strongly suspected that he knew what Pete wanted.
"He wants to fuck me. I've been resisting. I mean, that's just so gay. No offense!"
Van laughed. "A lot of guys are into it, actually. Not just gay guys. You know about the prostate, right?"
Matthew nodded. "I've been reading about stuff, trying to figure it out. I'm just... I'm kind of scared. I know it's going to hurt. I feel like if I do this with him once, he's going to want to do it all the time. But what if I hate it?"
"So, if I top you and you hate it, you won't do it with him and get him all hooked on that sweet ass. Got it!"
"Pretty much. If it feels okay with you, it should be okay with him."
Van smiled. "Sounds like a plan. Let's start with you fucking me for a few minutes, just to get a sense of how things should go. Don't cum, okay?"
"Okay. I've got condoms and lube." Matthew retrieved them from his drawer. Van sucked Matthew back to full mast and the put the condom and lube on him.
Van lay back on the bed and spread his legs, applying lube to his hole. "I want you to watch my face as you fuck me. That way you can see for yourself just how good this can feel for the bottom."
Matthew nodded. Van guided his friend's cock to his hole. "Go slowly at first."
Matthew began pushing inside. As he slowly pushed himself in, Van gasped and wrapped his legs around him. "Oh, yeah. Just like that!"
Matthew began fucking in and out and Van soon encouraged him to go faster and harder. Soon both men were trying to stifle their moans of pleasure.
"I need to stop!" Matthew cried out. He pulled out of Van and stood there panting, his cock throbbing in time with his pulse.
"I almost lost it!" Matthew laughed. "That was incredible."
Van sat up and pulled him into a quick kiss. "Good. Now you know the pleasures the top is going to feel. Let's show you how good it can be for the bottom."
Matthew looked scared again, but he nodded. He pulled the condom off his cock as Van put one on. Matthew lay back on the bed and Van applied the lube to his friend's ass, taking the time to use his fingers and get the hole well prepared.
"Your instinct is going to be to tense up. Just make yourself relax, okay? I promise you, after a few minutes it's going to start feeling good."
Matthew nodded. Van slowly pressed forward and Matthew cried out as Van became the first man ever to be inside him.
Van paused, giving his friend time to adjust. "Are you okay?"
Matthew bit his lip and nodded. Van smiled and kissed him before pushing himself the rest of the way in.
Van pumped slowly at first, but as Matthew started wincing less and moaning more, he picked up the pace.
A somewhat cocky grin found its way to Van's lips when he noticed how hard Matthew's dick had become. He reached down and started stroking it as he began to really pound his friend.
"You like that?" Van asked.
Matthew looked into his eyes and nodded, his face flushed with pleasure.
"Tell me."
"It's good! I didn't know it would be like this," Matthew moaned.
"Fuck, you are so damn tight! I'm not going to last much longer," Van warned a few minutes later.
"Do it, shoot your load!" Matthew panted. He knocked Van's hand aside and began to stroke his own cock with intensity.
"Fuuuck!" Van let out a loud growl as he filled the condom.
"Yes, yes!" Matthew was just as loud as his cock exploded all over his stomach, chest, throat, and chin.
Van collapsed on top of his friend and they lay there in that position for a few minutes, a sweaty, sticky mess as they caught their breath.
Rolling over to lay on his back next to Matthew, Van looked over at his friend.
"What's the verdict? One and done, or are you going to let him have that ass?"
Matthew grinned up at the ceiling. "I want to do that again."
"Nice, converted another one!" Van joked.
Matthew laughed and turned to look at Van. He leaned forward and they kissed.
"Thanks, Van."
"Yeah, any time. Really!" Van sat up. "Just don't tell Pete about this."
"Pete? Why would I?" Matthew stood up and grabbed a t-shirt to wipe off the cum from his body.
"I'm not dumb. I know Pete is the guy you were talking about. He's like a jealous husband when it comes to you. I don't need him kicking my ass."
Matthew shrugged without responding and pulled his sweatpants back on.
"Just make sure it's not all one sided. I could tell how much you enjoyed what I was doing to you, the blowjob and the rimming, and how much you liked fucking me. Make sure Pete knows he needs to reciprocate."
Matthew met his eyes finally and nodded. "Thanks Van." He tossed the t-shirt to him so he could clean up, too.
"Still a no on food?" Van asked once they were both dressed again.
"Yeah, sorry. Lot of stuff to think about."
"No worries. See you later!"
Van headed down to the dining center, glad that the first time Matthew was going to remember between them had turned out to be the best of all their encounters.
"You okay?" Van texted Carson. It was a few hours later and he still hadn't seen his roommate.
Van was still feeling worried and restless twenty minutes later when he finally heard his phone ding.
It wasn't Carson, though.
"Hey!" Red texted.
Van smiled as he read it and texted back, "Hey! How are you today?"
"Still amazed. Was any of it real? Oh, must have been, since Isaac asked me for a BJ first thing!" Archie replied.
Van laughed. "What did you say?"
"Said, you first! We compromised on a 69."
"Nice!" Van answered.
"Want to hang out?"
Van looked around his dorm room, in which Carson's absence seemed screamingly loud. "Yes, let's have some fun!"
They met up outside the library. Van pulled Archie into a hug and froze time while doing it.
Archie noticed the sudden stillness as he looked over Van's shoulder. "Time stopped?" he asked.
"Yes. Let's see what kind of things are going on behind closed doors around here!" Van grinned.
They started, naturally, where they'd first met: the sixth floor men's room of the library. On a Saturday afternoon, though, it proved to be a ghost town.
"Let's try frat row. Kinda got a taste for it last night," Archie said with a slight blush.
The guys made their way across campus and into the first frat house they came to. The place was a mess, and a group of ten guys were lounging around in front of a the large TV downstairs.
"Let's strip them, so when time starts, they're all bare ass naked in front of each other!" Archie suggested.
Van couldn't help but laugh at the idea. They made quick work of removing every article of clothing from the ten frat boy, admiring and feeling up their bodies as they did so.
They stepped back to admire the ten nude men sprawled around the room. None of them were hard, but the difference in the sizes of their flaccid cocks, and the color and level of hairiness (or, in one case, complete smoothness) of their pubes, made each look unique. Van noticed Archie snapping pictures on his phone and just smiled.
They took the pile of clothes upstairs and deposited them in an empty bedroom as they made their way around the rest of the house, but they didn't find anything else of interest.
The next frat house was the one they'd almost had a threesome in the previous night.
"Do you think Beau is in there?" Archie asked.
"Only one way to find out!" Van said. They headed inside, where the downstairs seemed deserted. Archie lead the way up to Beau's room.
Van heard Red gasp as he stepped inside, and soon saw the cause: time had frozen Van's old friend Jake and his frat brother Beau in mid-fuck.
Jake was on the bed facing them in the doorway, a look of intense enjoyment on his face, while Beau was taking him from behind, doggy style, his hands gripped onto Jake's waist and his eyes closed in pleasure.
Archie took out his phone and snapped a few pics. "For later," he explained needlessly to Van when he caught his eye.
Van nodded, his mind forming a plan. Jake had agreed that he could have his ass again, Van recalled. Maybe this was the perfect opportunity.
"Red, you wanted to get fucked by Beau. Here's your chance!"
"You mean, while he's frozen?"
"Why not? Consider him a big blond fratboy sex toy!" Van grinned.
Archie didn't take much convincing. The two of them separated the frat boys, leaving Beau perfectly positioned on the bed and moving Jake to the floor. Archie stripped and Van used the lube that was lying by the bed, applying more to Beau's cock and then to Archie's hole.
Archie cried out as he eased backward onto Beau's tool, taking it all. Van's cock was rock hard as he watched his friend fuck himself on the frozen frat boy.
After a few minutes of watching, Van picked up Archie's shirt and made a blindfold from it, placing it over Jake's frozen eyes. Archie was lost in bliss, his eyes closed.
Van hit the button on his watch, starting time for a split second before freezing it again. This time, Archie was frozen as well.
Van got Jake down the hall, to his own room. He placed him on his bed, leaving the blindfold in place, and then took off his clothes. He slipped easily inside the frat boy's hole, still stretched open for Beau's cock. Once inside, Van started and stopped time again.
After taking Beau's cock first thing in the morning, Jake had napped for a while with Beau at his side. When they woke again, Jake went and showered and then headed down to the kitchen, where he grabbed some fruit for breakfast.
He shot the shit for a few minutes with a couple of his frat brothers who were downstairs and hadn't seen him much the past few weeks, when he'd been avoiding Beau.
Jake took an extra apple and headed back up to Beau's room, where his frat brother was just out of the shower. Jake tossed him the apple and Beau caught it with a sexy smile. "For me?"
One thing had lead to another after that. Jake sucked Beau for a few minutes, and then he found himself taking Beau's cock again, this time doggy style. It felt fucking amazing.
"You've got such a sweet ass," Beau leaned down to whisper in his ear. Jake, lost in the moment, moaned back, "It's yours!"
He was staring at Beau's door as he took the pounding, and just as he realized they hadn't turned the lock before they'd started fooling around this time, everything went dark.
For a second it felt like Beau was gone, like his ass was empty, but then the pounding resumed. Why couldn't he see?
Jake started to reach for his eyes. "Don't. You said I could have this ass again. Leave the blindfold on."
The voice was unmistakable, he'd know it anywhere: Harry Potter.
"Harry? Where's Beau?"
"In his room. That was quite a scene, the two of you! He mounting you regularly now?"
Jake's mind whirled. If Beau was in his room, where were they?
"Not going to answer?" Harry asked, as he continued to fuck.
Jake moved his hands slightly: there were no restraints this time. He could finally kick Potter's ass.
Shit, the last thing he needed was to get on the magic dude's bad side again, though. Besides, he'd saved him from Jared, and Jake never would have hooked up with Beau if not for him. "Sort of. I... I guess I'm bi."
"Nice! I love that for you."
Jake moaned. Potter wasn't as big as Beau, but he could still hit the magic spot just right.
"You like that?"
'Yeah," Jake admitted. "Feels fuckin' great."
Harry continued to pound him, both men moaning and then Harry let out a loud groan. "I'm cumming."
The weight of the other man as he collapsed on his back felt strangely good. Jake felt his mystery man's breathing slow.
"Thank you for saving me at the library," Jake said quietly.
"Anytime," Potter whispered in his ear. "I'm happy to see you living a less homophobic lifestyle."
"Will I ever see your face?" Jake asked as Harry sat back up, still inside him.
"You already have."
Suddenly light flooded into Jake's eyes, making him wince. The blindfold was gone, and he moaned loudly as he felt the cock inside his ass grow bigger. He looked over his shoulder at Beau, who continued pounding him as if there had been no interruption.
Jake knew better than to question if it had been real or not.
The frat boy looked back at Beau's door and noticed that it was now locked. 'Thanks, Harry,' he thought to himself.
"That was amazing!" Archie was practically dancing with joy next to Van as they walked away from the frat house. "I can't believe you didn't want a turn!"
As far as Red knew, he'd been unfrozen the entire time and had enjoyed riding Beau's frozen cock until it made him cum, all while Van watched. He had no idea that Van had frozen him and fucked Jake.
"Just watching you have fun was hot," Van smiled. As they walked by the frat house where they'd left the ten brothers naked together, they could hear a confused commotion coming from inside
"Your power is so cool," Archie laughed.
Van headed back to his dorm after parting ways with his friend. He checked his phone on the way, but there was still no text back from Carson.
Putting his key in the lock, Van dreaded having to make the choice to turn back time and undo everything today with Matthew and with Jake, just to undo the late night encounter with his roommate that seemed to be coming between them.
Van walked into his room and stopped short. Carson was standing there, completely naked, with his huge cock standing at full attention, and he wasn't alone.