Episode 6 Sex education Starring: Justin Timberlake
Ryan Philippe
Rihanna
Britney Spears
Chad Michael Murray
Paris Hilton
Chris Evans
Also starring: Tom Welling, Fergie, Usher, Jack Nicholson, Adam Brody
Chapter 14
Ryan and Justin were making out on the bed, both shirtless and only with their unbuttoned jeans on, like they had been doing practically every second of every day after coming back from Mors' Manor.
But the problem for Ryan was that they hadn't gone any further than that. It wasn't that big of a deal at first, making out was great, but after almost two weeks he desperately needed a release. He couldn't believe that a week ago he was about to fuck that sweet, hard ass, and now he couldn't even get Justin to give him a blowjob.
But he could feel Justin's hard dick under his own hard cock.
Tentatively, he took Justin's hand and guided towards his crotch. He put it in his boxerbriefs, and Justin started stroking him as he kept on kissing him. Ryan couldn't help but moan loudly.
And then Justin immediately stopped. Not only stroking him, but he also stopped kissing him. He pushed softly Ryan off him, got up and put his t-shirt back on.
Ryan remained for a moment on the bed, not really knowing what to say.
Finally, he asked: -What's wrong?-
-Nothing, why?- replied Justin, without even looking him in the eyes.
-You know why. We've never done anything since Mors Manor.-
Justin didn't respond.
-I've got classes.-
-It's six o' clock. Classes are over. Did I do something wrong? Are you still shaken up about the deaths, the killings...?-
-What? No, no, who cares about Tara Reid and Rachel Evan psycho Woods... It's not that... It's just... It's so stupid.-
-You can tell me everything.-
Justin sat on the bed next to Ryan.
-It's... When I told you that... I wanted you to... You know... be inside of me... I said that in a total spontaneous way. I was... caught in the moment.-
-You didn't mean it? You... Want to be on top?- asked Ryan, a little worried. He was kind of scared of taking it in the ass.
-No, no, I'm not saying that. I meant that. It's just... Now I feel like I have to do it just because I said it, and I'm not even sure I'm ready, `cause you know, when I said it I also thought I was going to die and...-
Ryan cut him off with a kiss.
-I don't want to do anything you don't want to do.- he said, gently stroking Justin's hair. –But... You know... A blowjob would be nice.- he added, half-jokingly.
Justin smirked and kneeled on the bed, so his face was in front of Ryan's crotch. He lowered Ryan's jeans, and nuzzled his face in the white boxer-briefs covering his hard cock.
-Yeah... C'mon, quit teasing me and suck it...- said Ryan, taking his dick out of his underwear and putting it in front of Justin's lips.
Justin licked the head and then...
KNOCK KNOCK. Someone knocked on the door.
-Oh fuck.- mumbled Ryan, re-stuffing his hard cock in his boxerbriefs and zipping his pants. Justin put his t-shirt on and opened the door. It was Adam, carrying a box all wrapped up and with a ribbon on it.
-What do you want?- asked Justin surprised.
-I wanted to apologize for sounding homophobic at Mors' Manor. I've been reading a lot of Xmen later, and I realized that I shouldn't discriminate people who are different from me. So I brought you a gift.- he said, handing Justin the box.
Justin opened it, curious, and found the complete John Elton's discography.
-On wikipedia I read that you gay people love him.- said Adam proud.
-The gay people thank you.- said Justin faking a smile.
Adam noticed Ryan shirtless on the bed, looking extremely annoyed.
-Oh, I'm so sorry, did I interrupt you?-
-No.- lied Justin.
-Yes.- said Ryan.
Justin raised an eyebrow at him, angry.
Ryan rolled his eyes and said: -No, no, of course you aren't disturbing.-
-Okay. Well... I just wanted to say that I was sorry, and now I'll leave you alone. Bye.- said Adam, and left.
Justin closed the door: -C'mon, Ryan, he was just trying to be nice, you could have been a bit more polite.-
-Ok, next time I'll be nicer, if now you come here and resume sucking my cock.- said Ryan, standing on his knees on the bed and grabbing his crotch to emphasize his point.
Justin joined him on the bed, crawling in front of him until the crotch was right in his face. But then...
KNOCK KNOCK.
Justin, really annoyed this time, opened the door again, finding again Adam.
-Yes?- he said, practically growling.
-You know, since you two weren't busy, and since you're my friends now, I was wondering if you could help me with my style, you know, make me look less geeky so I can have a go with the ladies, give me fashion advice, like in queer eye for the straight guy...- said Adam, letting himself hi.
-Actually, we...- began Justin, but Adam interrupted him.
-Can I have a look at your shirts?- he said, opening Justin's wardrobe.
Meanwhile, Chad was bent on the desk, his trousers and underwear around his ankles, and Chris's hard cock pounding him hard from behind. All that could be heard in the empty room was the heavy breathing and the slapping of the professor's balls against his ass cheeks.
-Oh, yeah, take it all, bitch!- moaned professor Evans, as spurt after spurt of cum invaded Chad's ass, and he collapsed on Chad's back.
Chad felt kind of relieved, as the professor's cock softened inside. He liked a good hard fuck like the next gay guy, but ever since Mors' Manor he and professor Evans had been doing it at least three times a day, and his ass was starting to feel a bit sore.
Apparently, professor Evans was completely addicted to sex. And Chad normally wouldn't complain, Chris was a sex god, with stamina, a big cock and he was a complete stud, but even Chad's slutty ass had reached the limit. He had to come out with something before he was literally going to be fucked his brains out.
-When can I see you later today?- asked professor Evans, pulling his cock out and zipping up his jeans.
-Today? Mmm, I can't, I have this really important assignment for tomorrow I have to do for professor Cher.- lied Chad, getting up and pulling his boxers up.
-I can write an excuse note for you. I am one of the teachers, you know.- said Chris, hugging Chad from behind and kissing his neck.
-I really can't, it's important, it could be on a test...- said Chad, as Chris started rubbing himself against Chad from behind and nibbling delicately his ear and then his neck.
-Fuck, you're so hot that I'm hard again.- said Chris, unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out –Are you ready for another round?-
Saying this, the professor pushed Chad so he was bent again, than lowered his underwear, exposing the pink, well-used hole.
Chad just sighed, as his ass started to get fucked again. He needed a solution, and he needed soon. Or at least a good amount of lube.
Britney was desperately trying to study James Joyce and his fuc... fogging Ulysses, but she just couldn't seem to remember anything of what she read. It didn't help that in the same room Paris was preparing from some party and while listening to the spice girls.
-Brit, what are you doing still on those books? You have to get ready for the Club tonight.- said the rich heiress.
-I can't come, I have to study or professor Nicholson will fail me.-
-Oh, come on, but it's the Club party at the Club. It's the clubbiest and most important party of the year.-
-You said the same thing for that party yesterday.-
-That's the sense of good parties. They're all important.-
-I wish I could come, but I really can't. If I fail I'm out of this university. Oh, I wish I could blackmail professor Nicholson like Fergie does so I could maintain myself at University.-
-Wait, Fergie is blackmailing professor Nicholson?- asked Paris.
-Yeah. I saw her on Halloween.-
-Britney, you stupid blonde bimbo...-
-Hey! You're a blonde bimbo too! And technically, I'm bald now, so it doesn't count.-
-Yes, but I, differently from you, am an expert at the art of cunning and manipulating and giving blowjobs...-
-What's that got to do with cunning and manipulating?-
-Nothing, I'm just really good at sucking dicks. Anyway, what we've got to do, is found out why Fergie is blackmailing professor Nicholson...-
-And make him pay for another year at university if I fail!-
-No, stupid, and make him not fail you!-
-Wow, Paris, you're really smart, I don't get why everyone says you're just a bimbo. But how do we do that?-
Paris thought for a moment.
-We'll have to ask Chad. He's the expert at cunning and manipulating.-
-But you said you were.-
-No, actually, I'm an expert at giving blowjobs to people who are experts at cunning and manipulating. But it works out just as well-
She immediately took her blackberry and phoned Chad, who answered panting heavily.
-H-h-hello?- he answered.
Paris could hear something thumping in the background, but couldn't know that it was he desk, moving back and forth since professor Evans was fucking Chad real hard.
-Hi, it's Paris. We never really had a real conversation, but you probably know me. I've been fucking with Tom a lot lately.-
-You've been fucking a lot with the whole campus lately.- replied Chad –What do you want?-
-I need your help. How do I black mail somebody who's being blackmailed by somebody else, but I don't know why?-
Chad had an idea.
-What, Paris, my dear cousin? Our grandma's dead?- he said very loudly. Professor Evans immediately stopped fucking him.
-Cousin? Grandma? Are you high or something?- asked Paris confused.
-I'll meet you right away. Come at the fraternity, I'll be there as soon as possible. Don't cry, we have to stay strong. Do it for Nana.-
-What the f...-
Chad hang up, and pretended to suppress a tear.
-Chris, I... I have to go. My Nana is dead, and Paris is devastated.-
-I didn't know you guys were relatives.- said Chris.
-We are. Sorry, now I... really have to go.-
-So, when can I say you again?-
-I don't know, it's just... The funeral, and everything... Maybe it's better if we don't see each other for a couple of days.-
-Yes, of course, I understand.- said Professor Evans –I'm so sorry for your lost.-
"I'm not" thought Chad, walking out of the room. Maybe his ass was going to get some rest after all.
-I need to get laid.- said Rihanna to Fergie. They were in the sorority's kitchen, throwing away Jessica's bean cans. They had nothing against the beans, but they made Jessica fart all night long, so Fergie and Ree had decided to take extreme measures.
-We all do.- replied Fergie.
-No, you don't understand. I haven't gotten some ever since the end of highschool. I'm so horny I would even fuck Peter Griffin. I'm not joking. Today I was turned on watching Family Guy.-
-That's bad.- said Fergie –Not even Jessica has ever reached this level of desperation.-
-Oh, Ferg, what can I do? My vibrator is not enough anymore. If I don't get laid soon, I'll start humping random people in the street!-
-I have the perfect plan to you: The Club Party, tonight, at the Club. Even Jessica found her true love there last year.-
-I thought she was single.-
-Yes, her true love, Nick Lachey, lasted three days, then realized how dumb she was and dumped her. But you my dear, you're one of the most popular girl on campus. Which is impressive, for being a freshman. You'll definitely find someone.-
-I hope so.-
-Now let's go and slutty it up.-
-Wow, that's one hard dick.- noticed Tom, staring at Ryan's obvious erection in his jockstrap, before stripping down to his underwear as well. He, Ryan and Usher were in the locker rooms after a special session of training just for the three of them, being the best on the team.
-I know, it's just... Remember I liked someone?- said Ryan.
-Yes.- replied Tom.
-Well, I've been making out with hi... her a lot lately, but she's still not ready to do it, and I'm so horny.-
-Can't you, you know...- Tom made a very explicit hand gesture.
-When? I have a room mate.-
-I have an idea.- said Usher –How about me and Tom go back to the frat house to take the shower, so you stay here and have some alone time?-
-You'd do that for me?-
-Of course, we don't want our captain's balls to explode or something. Have fun.- said Usher, as he and Tom got dressed and left.
Ryan, finally alone, freed his hard cock and got under the shower. Just the feeling of the hot water running on it was a nice enough sensation to make him grow even harder.
He put his hand around it, preparing himself for a long awaited release, but then... The locker room slammed open, and a very familiar voice said: -Ryan, are you here?-
Adam's annoying voice was enough to make Ryan lose his hard on.
"Oh lord, please, not him..." he thought.
Hearing the shower running, Adam got in the shower room.
-Hey Ryan, I was looking for you.-
-I'm kinda naked hear, do you mind?!- said Ryan, trying to make him leave.
-Nah, don't worry, I'm not gay like you, I don't mind if another dude is naked.- said Adam, not getting Ryan point.
-What do you want?- asked Ryan really annoyed.
-You know how you and Justin are helping me become this really cool person so that you can hook me up with some hottie?-
-We are?- asked Ryan surprised.
-Of course you are, you are my gay best friends, that's what you do. Anyway, I think that you could help me hook up tonight at the Club, there's the Club Party, and everyone's gonna be there.-
-Actually, I already had plans with Justin tonight and...-
-But we're supposed to be friends! I mean, I'm not going around campus saying you're bisexual, you could do me at least this little favour.-
This sounded scarily like a threat.
-Okay, we'll come with you.- agreed Ryan, hoping that Adam would leave him to his business.
-Great. I'll see you tonight then.- Adam was about to leave, to Ryan's great relieve, but suddenly he stopped and turned back –Actually, do you mind if I have a shower here? The ones in my dorm are broken and I haven't washed in like one week. I'm starting to smell.-
Without even waiting for Ryan's answer, Adam started to get undressed.
-No problem- said Ryan, actually thinking "Why, why didn't Jan Mors kill him?"
Adam was actually quite cute once you get pass his nerdy looks. He was sort of "adorkable".
And Ryan found out his boner was getting back to life as he watched Adam getting rid of his shirt and showing his slim body. He wasn't really built, but he had some definition his abs and pecs, enough to make him kind of hot.
And when Adam took off his jeans and boxers, showing his ass and soft cut cock, Ryan had to stop himself from bursting his nut right there.
-I... I really have to go.- he said, covering his hard-on with a towel and running out of the showers.
He quickly got dressed, hoping to find Justin. He desperately needed a release, he couldn't believe he was turned on even by Adam Brody, the nerdiest guy on campus.
But back in the room, he found out that Justin had already gone to the cafeteria for dinner. In desperate need of a release, he decided to get back to his solo activities.
He took out from under his bed his favourite porn magazine "Asian boobs an black cocks". He opened it on the bed, made sure the door was locked then got on the bed in front of the magazine, got his cock out grabbed it and...
-MEEEOW!- Hotpussy jumped from her favourite place (on top of the wardrobe, where she could control everything in the room) and attacked Ryan's cock. Ryan had completely forgotten about his penisphobic kitty.
-No! Goddamnit, Hotpussy, I should have gotten a dog!- cried Ryan, pulling the cat away from his dick and re-stuffing his junk in his pants.
He decided that maybe his room wasn't the best place to jerk off and went to dinner as well.
Paris went to the fraternity, hoping that Chad would explain their weird conversation. He knocked on his room's door.
-Tom, I told you, I don't wanna come and play beer pong, it's nine pm, it's still too early to get drunk!-
-It's not Tom, it's your "cousin".-
-Oh, sorry, Paris, come in.- He opened the door, letting the blonde into his room.
-So, dear "cousin", how's nana?- asked Paris.
-Dead, didn't you hear?- joked Chad –I'm sorry, I guess I should be explaining myself. I really needed to get away from a person...-
-Is it that Perez? He looks totally stalkery. I heard he keeps a blog about the gossip on campus, and tells everyone he's my relative.-
-What? No, it's... someone else. Professor Evans.-
-Why?-
-Oh, you know, he... makes me work too much. I'm always correcting tests and so on, it's exhausting, you know? Always correcting, correcting, and never any lube...-
-Lube? Did you just say lube?-
-I meant glue...- lied Chad –You know, to... stick... things... together.-
-Yeah, that's what glue usually is for. And how do you stick things without glue?-
-He makes me use only my spit.- replied Chad –I mean, when I'm lucky I can suck it before, so it doesn't hurt so much.-
-Suck what?- asked Paris confused.
-The... tests that I have to stick together. They are really... tasty... Anyway, I have to get away from him for a while, so if you see him, can you just pretend that you're my cousin and our grandma has died?-
-Well, I can scratch your back, if you scratch mine.-
Chad froze, thinking about how Chris liked to scratch his back when they got a little rough.
-Can we, please not use the "scratching metaphor, ok?-
-You're weird.-
-I told you, I'm just exhausted. So, what do you want in exhchange?-
-ok, so, basically, Britney saw Fergie blackmailing a teacher, so we want to blackmail him as well, but we don't know why he's being blackmailed.-
-Bluff. Pretend you do know. Just tell him that Fergie's told you everything. He'll give you everything, thinking you do know. Maybe he'll even spill his secret, thinking you already know it.-
-Chad, you're a genius.- smiled Paris –I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.-
So, less then ten minutes later, Paris and Britney were standing in front of professor Nicholson's campus apartment.
-Did we really have to dress up with black latex?- asked Britney, uncomfortable in her tight suit.
-Of course we did, it makes us look more bad-ass.- replied Paris, knocking on the door.
Professor Nicholson opened the door in just his bathrobe and sleepers.
-Oh, eeew.- said Paris, disgusted.
-What do you want?- asked rudely professor Nicholson.
-We know, Jack, and we aren't afraid to tell. We own you.- said Paris, in a threatening tone.
-Good evening, professor Nicholson.- said Britney, smiling and waving embarrassed.
-Know what?- asked professor Nicholson, ignoring his student.
-Fergie told us everything.- lied Paris.
-Oh no! She told you I had an affair with my sheep!- screamed professor Nicholson, panicking.
-Eew. A sheep? Really? You're one sick man!- said Paris
Professor Nicholson returned serious.
-Of course not, you stupid bimbos, I lied to see if you really knew my secret. Clearly, you don't. One piece of advice: don't ever play poker. And, miss Spears...-
-Yes, professor?- said Britney worried, trying to sport her best smile.
-You're so failed.- said professor Nicholson, then shut his door.
-OhOh, f...og! S...heep! Oh... Fucking shit!-
-I kind of sense that your like, totally mad.- said Paris.
-Let's go get really drunk. And pilled.-
-What about your test?-
-You heard Professor Nicholson. I'll fail anyway. So let's go have some fun.-
Paris smiled. She liked this new "fuck it all" Britney. In fact, she liked her a lot.
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