Standard disclaimer. Contains depiction of gay sex. Always play safe
They say that the sweetest dessert in the world is revenge. They say that you get what you pay for- precisely what you pay for.
Jesse- I couldn't have asked for a better night. The porn guys were amazing. As soon as Ace declared he was pulling knee duty on my throbbing dick, I was up for whatever he wanted to give me. Without any hesitation, he got down, knelt in front of me and started doing what he does best.
"Ready, newbie?" he asked me as he inched down my boxers around my knees. He leaned down and licked the length of my shaft before engulfing the whole long thing into his wide mouth. He sucked up and down, taking me places I don't ever remember reaching, with his tongue play. He swirled it around the head of my dick and let it work the base near my balls, all without letting go of my cock from his mouth.
"O, fuck, o yeah dude... that's fun cock sucking... o yeah," I didn't wanna cum too soon and disappoint the guy, but what he was doing to me was taking me over the edge.
"I'm gonna cum man," I said, my body tensing up. Instead of backing off to give me time, he redoubled his efforts and sucked hard on my dick like there was no tomorrow. Gasping and moaning, I released my first load of the night into Ace's smiling mouth. He snowballed a few drops of my seed and leaned up to kiss me, giving me a taste of my own amazing cum.
Zach- I couldn't believe this guy had never been with any guy before. A lot of pressure was riding on my performance tonight. I didn't have to be spectacular, because what would he compare me to, but I didn't have to be above his expectations because the last thing I wanted was to shove this kid back into the closet. So on the ride to his empty place, I did all I could to get him excited and ready for what lay ahead.
I massaged his neck with my right arm, his thigh with my left, slipping every once in a while to feel his growing package. I tickled his ear and blew on the short hairs on the back of his head. I massaged his chest, tweaking his nipples on his chiseled chest. I did all the classic things that foreplay used to be, and he rewarded me loudly with his nonstop moaning and groaning.
"Dude, I can't wait to get you back to your place," I whispered into his ear.
"I know, stud. I want you so bad- more than I've ever wanted a girl in my life," he said, focusing on the road.
"I won't let you down," I said before leaning over to kiss his neck. I sucked on it for a few before pulling back to see the handiwork I had left.
Charles- I could not believe what I was hearing. Brooklyn, the hot stranger that had had me reeling for three days now, the one that just disappears on me, was going out with my roommate. He wasn't waiving at me at the orientation, and that's why Jesse got up so quickly to follow him to the bathroom. Are you serious? I thought. This was unbelievable.
At first I was a little upset. I mean, no offense to Jesse, but how did he score a guy like Brooklyn, that god from the pool with the rippling abs and the tight ass. He was a vision. But he was fucking around with Jesse, my roommate. Not just fucking around, but dating. I decided that there was only one thing I could do. I picked up the phone and dialed the last number on our caller ID.
Zach- We pulled into an apartment lot on campus. Chris turned to me and asked if I wanted to come inside, I guess for lack of anything better to say, and I said yes and got out of the car. It was a little amuzing how nervous two people could be about having sex. I mean, I understood why he was nervous, he'd never been with a guy. But I had, so I didn't quite know why my nerves were racing.
We walked up two flights of stairs to where his apartment was and he opened the door and walked in with me in tow.
"This is my house," he said nervously, closing the door behind me.
"Cool," I said. I took off my coat and stood there surveying the place.
"Do you want something to drink?" he asked walking towards the kitchen. His ass looked amazing in those tight jeans.
"No, I'm good."
Right then and there, I wished I were more assertive. If I was, I wouldn't be standing there nervous with some hot guy in his apartment, who had already confessed he was into me, doing nothing about it. But as it was, that's all I did. I stood there and watched him.
He returned from the kitchen with two drinks, handing me one, which I took even though I had told him I didn't want one. He told me to sit down so I did. I didn't know where to start, so as soon as we were sitting, in relative uncomfortable silence, I put my drink down, leaned over and started kissing him.
The same passion that had been there the first time at the library was there again. He grabbed the back of my head and ground our tongues together in a fierce battle of dominance. I through all caution to the wind, reached over his couch and started straddling his lap, practically sitting on top of him, as we made out for what felt like hours.
We were kissing heavily, moaning and groaning in each other's mouths to show our appreciation. I sat back on my heels for a second, looking at his gorgeous face with his long curly hair halo-ing his smooth amazing skin, took my shirt off and went right back down to work on his mouth. He followed suit a minute later, pushing me back so he could take his shirt off.
We must have made out for about an hour before we decided to move on to something else. I could have gotten lost in Chris' embrace forever. Feeling his hard cock throbbing next mine and his hands roam around my body. I could have left right then and there and it would have been the best sex of my life.
Panting, I sat back on the couch next to him and leaned over to take off his pants.
"Dude, this feels so amazing," he said. "Being with you and all."
"I know," I said working on his button and pulling down his jeans. "You are amazing."
I kissed him one more time and bent down, kissing a trail down his smooth, chiseled chest to his hard throbbing cock. We had both been hard for about an hour, so its wonder his dick jumped at my touch. He moaned the second my tongue began its decent down his hard cock. He was guiding my head up and down from his shaft, slowly fucking my face with his hard dick. I felt him moan and tense every time I sucked in, bringing him closer to orgasm.
"Dude, I'm about to cum if you keep this up."
I knew there would be more where that came from, so I didn't even listen to his warning. In fact, I doubled my efforts and sucked in harder and harder, devouring his cock and begging him to release his cum down my throat. With my wandering hand, I massaged his balls and felt them tense up next to his body. The next thing, I felt load after load of his hot sweet cum trickle down my throat. I heard him almost scream with excitement as I swallowed every drop of his cum.
I sat back up and leaned in to kiss him again. I knew, right then, that this would be a long night.
Denton- My day was pretty much uneventful until I came back to the mansion to get ready for the party. All of the Tribe members left this morning dressed the same and we all returned dressed the same. I would occasionally see someone wearing the same outfit as me and would automatically know that they were members. It came in handy at lunch, when after separating with my big to go to classes, I didn't recognize anyone at the café. After scanning the tables though, I noticed someone wearing the same sweater I was and sat next to them, introducing myself as Denton from the tribe. It turned out they were a veteran member who had pledged with Glass, so we had a lot to talk about.
When I got home after my classes, I hung out until six when we were all ushered into our rooms for mandatory study time. Glass was already up in our room, but didn't say anything to me.
"What's up Glass?" I asked after a minute.
"You need to study," he said seriously. "That means, we don't talk."
I was a little taken aback, but whatever. I got my first reading assignments out and started working on them. After about half an hour of reading, I heard Glass get on the phone.
He was speaking softly at first, so I didn't hear anything being said, but before he hung up, I heard him burst out "I don't care if those bitches don't want to go, make sure they are here at 10:00 this evening or I'll kick your ass."
After hanging up, he looked over at me and then at his watch, declaring "Study time is over, little. You can chunk the books." He seemed visibly agitated for some reason, so I decided not to say anything. I simply put my books away and went to lie down on the bed.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Glass asked me.
"I'm gonna lie down for a while. We aren't leaving till midnight right?"
"Get the hell off my bed, Denton." I got off his bed and went to sit at the desk table I had just come from.
"Listen, sorry about that. I'm just not feeling to great right now," he said, bringing his voice down to a reasonable level.
"Its cool."
"No it isn't," he said. He had since taken his shirt off and I stood there in the middle of the room watching him position himself with his hands behind his head on his bed. "Come here."
I started walking slowly towards him, not knowing what to think. Just a second ago he was biting my head off and now he was looking at me like he could eat me alive.
I walked to the far edge of his bed, not knowing what to expect.
"I said come over hear," he said pointing to the spot closest to him. "I need to tell you something."
I walked around the bed to where he was pointed. He didn't look at me, but I looked down at him. He was sprawled out on his back, legs crossed. He refused to meet my eyes as I stood looking directly over him.
"Take off your pants," he ordered forcefully without batting an eye. I unzipped and lowered my pants past my knees, still not sure what was going on. At the same time that Glass was scaring me, he was also intriguing me. It reminded me of the first night the Tribe walked into the banquet hall and that feeling of reverent fear washed over my entire being.
"I want to apologize for being an ass," he said. He took his hand from behind his head and used the closest one to me to begin my massaging my cock and balls. He finally met my eyes and noticed the excited fear in my eyes.
"Is it ok if I suck your cock, little?"
I could barely make out a yes as he sat up and devoured the entire length of my growing cock down his throat. I could feel the sloppy swirling of his tongue as he gave me head as good he had done the first night we spent together. He was slurping every inch of me down. Taking the lead into my own hands, I lowered my palm behind his head and began pushing his head back and forth over my dick. We were both moaning, for two different reasons, as he enjoyed sucking me off and I enjoyed the feeling of him sucking me off. Below me, he was massaging his own hard on through his jeans as he kept sucking my cock harder and harder.
Taking it a step further, I swung my body over so that I was kneeling on the bed and he was sitting up straight to suck my dick. I used the headboard as leverage as I began fucking his mouth with my short thrusting. He seemed to love this because he began pumping at my cock harder and fisting his now unleashed dick even faster. Both our moans grew as I neared orgasm, not knowing how much longer I would last with this guy's tongue working magic on my dick. I heard him moan loudly between his full mouth and let his load go behind me, redoubling his effort to suck all the cum out of my body.
I took a shallow breath, pulled out and sprayed his entire smooth chest with my warm cum. Spent, I sat back on my heels and watched him rub the load I had left on his chest into his hard pecs as he speechlessly smiled at me.
"Get up," Glass said, me still panting from the hot job he had just delivered. "We have a party to crash."
Zach- We moved from the couch to the floor, from the floor to the coffee table, from there to the kitchen counter and finally to the bedroom. He sucked me off, for the first time tasting the taste of a man's dick. I sucked him off, showing him exactly how it's done. Together, we reached sexual height neither had experienced.
I let him fuck me, something I only done with a couple of guys. He was a natural too. We did it in every position known to man. I didn't press the urge to fuck him, deciding that there would be plenty of time for that later. Instead, he penetrated my most intimate spots with passion and care. I could feel the excitement and love in his embrace, with every thrust and every kiss. We explored each other's bodies well into night. We fell asleep in each other's arms.
Denton- Everyone gathered in the foyer of the mansion at 11:30 like specified. We all sat around, dressed identically in blue jeans, black 1MX's and black blazers. All the littles had no idea what was going on, but the bigs seemed to be enjoying watching us squirm. I noticed Glass and another guy whisper some heated words before Glass disappeared and returned with a few dozen girls, dressed identically also, in tow.
"Gentlemen," he said loudly, demanding everyone's attention. "The Brotherhood wants to steal our date for the mixer," he said dramatically. The bigs, with their littles in step, hollered towards the Brotherhood at this announcement.
"They thought we would take their gesture lying down," more hollering. I noticed the girls standing behind Glass didn't share our excitement, instead they looked nervous and a little scared.
"When someone steals from the Tribe, what do we do?" he paused for dramatic effect, looked around the room before adding, "We steal from them. They stole our one date for tonight's mixer- we stole twelve of theirs. I present to you, the girlfriends of every brother and pledge in the Brotherhood fraternity. Tonight gentlemen, you will have the honor of taking these fine ladies to their own boyfriend's mixer and showing them precisely how the Tribe throws a party." Everyone cheered and clapped and hollered and headed to the door to claim a date. "They're all yours gentlemen."
Jesse- I woke up in a foreign bed with six pairs of legs sprawled in six different directions all around me. My head pounded as I fought to figure out where I was, details of the night before escaping me. I saw Ace's dark balls and penis inches from where my face was resting. Looking around, I noticed Brooklyn's slightly hairy chest rubbing up behind me. My ass was sore from something I had done last night, but trying hard to remember just made my head hurt even worse. I sat up, waking Brooklyn up with me.
"What's the matter?" he asked groggily.
"Nothing, I just need to go."
"Dude, it's Saturday."
"I know, but I need to go," I said, getting off the bed while trying not to move anyone else. I put what looked like the pants I had come in with on. I didn't bother with a shirt. I turned to Brooklyn, kissed him quickly and said "I'll call you later."
I walked out the foyer and saw more bodies spaced out all over, noticing some people I was sure I had never seen. Behind, Brooklyn was in tow, pulling up his pants saying "I was hoping we could hang out today, just me and you."
I didn't turn around, simply saying "I'll call you." I didn't know had gotten into me. For some reason, I felt sick to my stomach. I wasn't the kind of guy that partied and went out all night, waking up next to still drunk strangers.
I opened the door and Brooklyn followed me out.
"What's gotten into you? We had a great time last night," he said, following me down the stairs.
"I know, but that isn't me. I don't know who that was last night, but that isn't the Jesse I know."
"Dude, lighten up. You're in college. Loosen your cock strings and have a little fun." I stopped walking and turned around, not knowing what to say. "So what you had a little fun. You deserved it. If that's not your scene, then we'll do something else next time we go out. But I was hoping that we could get to know each other today, just you and me."
He knew as well I did that there was no way I was resisting that little speech with his little cute smile and his half-naked Adonis-like body.
"Besides," he added. "I'm your only ride home."
Charles- "Hi is Matt there?"
"This is Matt," a strange voice said over the other line.
"Matt, this is Charles, Jesse's roommate."
"Hey Charles, what's up? Is everything all right?"
"Yeah, sure, everything's fine. It's just that I needed to tell you something, that's all."
"Is Jesse alright?"
"Yeah, no, Jesse's fine. It's just, and I don't know how to make this sound as nice as possible, but I really think Jesse needs to see you. He's been kind of a wreck the last couple of days. He skipped all his Friday classes and went to bed early last night. I don't know what it is, but I thought maybe if you showed up and paid him a visit, he'd feel better," hooked, I thought.
"Umm, ok. I was supposed to come down there next weekend," he said, sounding a little nervous.
"Yeah, except that I don't know if he'll be alright for another week."
"I'll call him tonight and find out what the deal is."
"Actually, I don't know if that's a good idea. The last time he got off the phone with you, he seemed pretty upset that he couldn't see you. He cried for an hour," reeled, I thought.
"Damn. I had no idea."
"This is what I was thinking Mike."
"Matt."
"Sorry, Matt. I was thinking that maybe you should, you know, surprise Jesse with a surprise visit. I mean, he doesn't really leave the house that often, so I'm sure I could keep him here if you wanted to come over sometime this after noon. I'm sure that would mean so much to him, you know, seeing you and everything," caught, I thought.
"Yeah, yeah, no problem. I'll come down this afternoon for dinner. You think six will work?"
"Yeah, I'll make sure he's hear. But listen, I don't want to think I'm a meddle so I'd really appreciate it if you didn't tell him I called you."
"No problem. I'll see you and Jesse tonight around six."
Easy as a Sunday morning, I said to myself. Easy as Sunday morning.
Jesse- I was a mess when I walked through our front door. A complete and total mess. As soon as I walked in, a frantic Charles closed the door behind me and announced "Matt just called."
I was floored. "What did he say?"
"I'm not supposed to tell you."
"Then why'd you say anything?" I walked to the room to change and get ready for a shower. An obviously disgruntled Charles followed me.
"Because. Where were you last night?"
"Mind yours," I said, a little agitated at the moment. I had a lot of stuff to think about and sort through before I started dealing with Charles' crap.
"Damn, someone's cranky," he announced from the kitchen where he had retreated. I assumed he was making something because I heard him bang some pots and pans together. "Want some breakfast cranky ass?" he asked, banging a pot down on the stove. My head rang.
"No."
"You sure," he yelled. "I'm making eggs." Another bang on the stove told me he had dropped the pan again. "I make good eggs."
I peeped my head out of the room, half naked and ready for my shower. "No, thank you."
"Fine," he yelled. I took a long shower before going back to my bed to lay down for a while. I was starting to close my eyes when I heard the blender start going off with an awful, ear splitting (especially when you have a hangover) noise.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I yelled, walking into the kitchen with my towel still rapped around my waste.
"I didn't feel like making eggs for one, so instead I'm having a smoothie," he shouted over the whirl of the blender. Talk about nerving, my ears and head were splitting something awful. I thought I saw a smirk crawl over Charles' face as he asked "Do you want some?"
"Get bent," I whispered under my breath as I went back into the room, slamming the door behind me.
Five minutes later, Charles walked in with a tall glass of breakfast smoothie and a magazine. He flopped loudly on his bed, reached over and took out his iPod. Before I could even dose off, he started singing along with an annoyingly loud falsetto.
"Dude," I said. He didn't do anything.
"Dude," I shouted a little louder trying to get my attention. My head was banging at the sound of his raspy voice trying to hit Mariah Carey notes.
"Dude," I shouted at the top of my lungs. He still didn't budge. I finally decided to get off my bed, walk over to his and rip the earphones out of his ear.
"Dude," I said, trying to keep my composure. "If you don't mind, I had a terribly long night so I would appreciate it if you would keep it down."
"I'm sorry," he said with wide, puppy dog eyes. "I didn't realize. So what did you do last night?"
"I said it was none of yours," I said, sitting back down on my bed, closing my eyes and trying to fall to fall asleep. He was quite for a few seconds, giving me hope that I had finally found some peace and quite when I heard him slurp up smoothie with a loud annoying slurp. That was the last straw as I got up and blew up in his face.
"Do you ever stop? Did you ever think that you are not the only person on this planet? That maybe it would be nice if you showed a shred of decency and consideration? No?"
He looked me straight in the eye like he didn't know why I was yelling at him. "You look drop dead gorgeous when you yell," he said softly before going back to reading his magazine and drinking his smoothie.
"Whatever. You said Matty called?" I asked, sitting back down realizing how futile it was yelling at Charles.
"Yep."
"Tell me what he said."
"Ok, but you have to swear you won't tell him I told you."
"Scouts honor?"
"You were a boy scout?"
"No... what they fuck, just tell me," I said getting agitated again.
"Ok, sorry. He's coming over tonight."
"Tonight?"
"Yes. To surprise you, but since I told you, it isn't going to be a surprise anymore."
Zach- I woke up to the best feeling in the entire world- I was in someone's arms. I sat, staring at the ceiling remembering every taste, every touch, every smell from the night before. I looked over and saw Chris sleeping peacefully and I knew right then there I was falling in love.
Charles- I was enjoying every minute of torturing this little guy. I could see his face get red when he heard that Matt was coming over tonight.
"He can't just show up here and surprise me," he said nervously.
"Why not?" I asked as innocently as I could.
"Because I have plans."
"Like a date?"
"Yes, like a date."
"So cancel."
"I can't"
"Because?"
"Because I don't want to," he said, defeated. He lay back on his bed as I pretended to nonchalantly flip through my magazine.
"Well listen, Matt is coming to surprise you no matter what. I suggest, and this is only a suggestion, that you get on the phone and cancel whatever plans you have for this evening."
"Or," he said, contemplating. "You can do me a favor."
"Does it involve ice and body piercing?"
"No, that's disgusting."
"Ok, what am I doing for you?"
"You have to stall Brooklyn. He doesn't know I have a boyfriend, so I'll hang out with Matty, get him to leave early and then meet Brooklyn, but you have to keep him here for me."
"I don't understand."
"While I'm at dinner with Matt, you keep Brooklyn from getting impatient and leaving. I'll rush through whatever Matty wants to do, get back here and meet up with Brooklyn."
I pretended to think about his request for a second, realizing that this was working way better than I had anticipated.
"Fine, sure I'll do it."
Seeing the victorious smile on the kid's face was priceless when I told him that. Just for effect however, I added, "You owe me one."
Yes, what goes around comes around, they say. They say that the sweetest dessert known to man is revenge. They say that revenge is a dessert best served cold.
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