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Thanks Nifty for providing us all with a resource for being able to spill our nut! Please donate to Nifty if you can! They're doing this for all of us! ------------------------------------------ This story is a spin-off of Back To The Stuy (in Adult Friends), and takes place when the main character, Ish, is learning how to be a proud slut. ------------------------------------------ Before The Stuy Chapter 16
By the time Thanksgiving break arrived things were back to normal. A good amount of the guys in the house were still taking advantage of my holes when I was available. The pledges were still being made to clean the house when they weren't busy, and after every party. High and Dig found girlfriends, then dropped them, claiming that they didn't want to be "tied down". Kal and I were still having our two date nights each week, and supported each other being notorious sluts.
We were all excited about the break, especially considering that the holiday would be spent at my house. With Kal's Mum traveling for work, and Dig and Scooter's parents being out of state visiting family on the west coast, my parents insisted that they spend the day with us. After classes on Wednesday, we drove home for the weekend. Dig stayed at Sean's house, while Scooter and Kal stayed at mine. The three of us played video games and ate junk food, promising not to bother my parents as they prepared for the big day.
Around 1pm on Thanksgiving Day Sean's mom came into the house and kicked us out. We were told to go across the street to hang out with our brothers until we were called to eat dinner. They didn't want any of us bothering them at all.
When we walked into the house Sean and Dig were focused on the TV watching a football game, as Cory was walking down the stairs. He stopped, looked directly into my eyes, then gave me a giant warm hug. It'd been months since we'd seen each other. We'd gone from sharing my bed almost every night to sporadic texts and phone calls. His band had shows booked all along the east coast, and were taking a break before heading to Florida. I missed him a lot.
After introducing him to Scooter, and seeing him hug Kal, we caught up in the kitchen. I told him a great deal about my slutty adventures, before he told me about his tour. Apparently he'd finally lost his virginity to a girl in Boston, before taking it up the ass in Springfield. He also made it clear that while he loved ass play, he wasn't attracted to guys; just being penetrated. I held his hand and told him that I was proud of him for being open minded. That's when he told me that Dad was the first to know because he wanted to ask someone that was bi. I laughed to myself before telling him that Dad was the perfect bottom to ask.
A little while before dinner Kal's cousin Karsh came to hang out with us. We laughed, played board games, and enjoyed the time we had together before Sean's Mom called us to eat dinner. The adults went all out with the cooking, the table looked amazing, and there were extra helpings to eat if we wanted more. Just as my Dad finished blessing the table the front door opened, and Mohinder walked in carrying a case of wine. After meeting up at the alumni mixer they'd been talking regularly. I tapped Kal's arm and mouthed "that's him" after Dad introduced his college roommate to everyone.
"You boys look familiar," Mohinder said as he sat across from Kal & Karsh. "Where are you from?"
"Not every Indian knows each other," Karsh quipped, before stating that they're Punjabi.
"Were you born here?" Mohinder asked, Kal nodded as Karsh stated that he was born in Punjab.
"Maybe I know your fathers," he seemed to ponder, as the rest of us ate while watching.
"I doubt it," Kal took a sip of wine. "Mine was an older dude who got my Mum pregnant then shot through."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Mohinder's eyes lightened. "Such a shame considering how impressive you boys seem. You kind of remind me of my son."
"Not many Muslim dads want a fag for a son," Kal shrugged, as my mother choked on her wine.
"You're Muslim and Punjabi?" Mohinder seemed surprised. "Did your family come to Jersey or New York first?"
"New York. Bed Stuy, then here," Karsh answered.
"Is your mother named Asha? There aren't that many Punjabi Muslims in Bed Stuy."
"How do you know her name?" Kal was shocked. Everyone seemed to have stopped moving.
"I once dated a Punjabi girl named Asha," Mohinder said. "Back when I was still working in Manhattan --"
"As a stock broker?" Kal completed the sentence.
"One of twenty Indians on Wall Street," they both said in unison. I'd heard this story before.
"Are... Are you my father?" Kal asked him, unsure of himself.
We continued watching them discuss the matter as we all started on having seconds. Apparently Mohinder was the only Indian man that Kal's mother ever dated, and he'd only been with two Indian women in his life. The first was his late wife who died in childbirth, and the second was Kal's Mum after his period of mourning. When he left New York, he moved out west to start a firm where he became married to his work while raising his son on his own. He tried dating but his heart wasn't in it. By pure luck, with a lot of big money clients, he was able to provide a decent life for him and his son before they moved back to the Tri-State area the previous year. Not only did Kal have a father now, but a brother too.
"While lives are being changed," my Dad spoke, as dessert was being served by Scooter and Cory. "Your mother and I have an announcement."
"You finally counted how many bodies you have between you?" Sean joked, before his mother slapped his head.
"Nothing as exciting as that," Dad laughed.
"I got a job offer to work at a private school," Mum said, we all congratulated her. "However, it's in Connecticut."
"That's an intense commute," I responded.
"I won't be commuting," she responded.
"So you guys are moving? What about the house?" I asked.
"I'm moving," Mum stated. "I'll be staying with your aunt while looking for a place of my own."
"But... What about Dad?"
"I'll be here," he told me. "I've still got to run the business, and maintain the properties."
"So, you're getting a divorce?" I never knew my parents as anything other than a married couple.
"Not at all," Mum responded, reaching to hold my hand. "We're staying together, just living apart."
"Nothing will change," Dad offered. I didn't believe him.
After the table was cleared everyone went off to their own corner. The moms ran across the street to get away from the house full of men. Dig, High, and Scooter chose to watch another football game. Karsh, Cory, Kal, and I chose to hang out in the garage to smoke a blunt while avoiding the chilly weather. We were all still in shock about what happened at dinner; discussing how weird it was for Kal's dad to pop up like that.
"Aren't you boys a bit young to be drinking beer?" Mohinder asked as he walked into the garage with my Dad.
"Relax," Dad told his friend. "It's not like they're driving. Let the boys blow off some steam."
"They're underage," Mohinder said as he pulled a cigarette out of his pack.
"You didn't seem to mind that I was drinking whiskey the night you fucked my throat," I quipped. His face looked as if he'd seen a ghost. "Don't worry, my Dad already knows."
"There are very few secrets between me and the boys," Dad grabbed two beers out of the garage fridge. "He's a chip off the old block."
"So that's who I have to thank for his talents," Kal made everyone but Mohinder laugh. "If you're gonna be my Dad, you've gotta loosen up."
"Don't worry about ol' Mo here," Dad handed his friend a beer. "He's not as loose as me, but he's never backed away from a good time."
"Oh, I know," I joked.
Mohinder didn't know about Asha being pregnant when he left town. He said that he would've married her had he known. Kal would've grown up with an actual brother instead of just his two cousins. He repeated how proud he was of him, and that he was glad Kal found my family.
"So who's dick you suckin' tonight?" Cory asked me, knowing I've hooked up with everyone present but him, Karsh, and of course my Dad.
"Why are you like this?" I knew my pseudo brother loved to cause trouble.
"Keeps me from being bored," he shrugged as he drank from his third can of beer of the night.
"If you must know," I glared at him. "Kal and I are probably gonna hit the bed soon."
"Please change the sheets, I don't want to sleep on a wet spot," he indicated that he'd be sleeping in my room.
"Hope you like a crowded bed," Kal interjected, making Cory roll his eyes. "Baby Boy is about to make a lot of noise."
"Boys, please have some decorum. I'm still your father," Dad spoke.
"Pssh! I'm in a room full of men who have fucked me or watched me get fucked," I rebutted. "Decorum went out the window during alumni weekend."
"Even Karsh has seen me using him," Kal added. It was during a weekend when Kal was supposed to have the apartment to himself, until Karsh walked in on me being bent over the back of the couch. He sat in an armchair and watched as he played with his big cock. "As a matter of fact..." my boyfriend turned to me. "Babe, go in the living room, take off your pants and shirt, and get on your knees. Now." I loved how dominant he'd become when we were going to have sex, and would easily follow his directions.
"Let's go find the wife," I heard my Dad say to Mohinder while laughing. I heard the outside door to the garage open as I walked towards the door to the kitchen. Scooter, Dig, and Sean had their backs to me, watching the football game from the couch when I stopped and removed my clothes. I waited on my knees until Kal led Karsh and Cory through the kitchen; my boyfriend was only wearing his cashmere sweater as his hard dick led the way. He stood in front of me while his cousin and my best friend went to sit with the others. Looking up at his face, I knew what he wanted.
I leaned forward to lick his cock head while he pulled back his foreskin. The taste and smell of precum and sweat were heavy. I swirled my tongue around the head before he pushed me to take as much of his 10.5 thick cock that I could. I was never able to get the full dick in my mouth, but he seemed happy with me getting over half of it in my throat. With one hand gripping my locs, he fucked my face while the guys cheered at the game. "Oh shit!" I heard Scooter's voice say before he was pantless standing next to Kal. My boyfriend pushed me off of his dick, then onto my pledge brother's to give him the same treatment. I was able to get most of Scooter's 9 inches into my mouth as I felt him petting my head. He wasn't as aggressive as my boyfriend, but definitely as appreciative.
"Go upstairs," Sean said in a commanding voice. "I don't wanna hear Kal's screams during the game."
We followed his instructions with me leading them to my room. I made the two of them lay next to each other with their backs on the headboard as I alternated between their dicks. Scooter would coo and moan out when I'd take him in, Kal moaned loudly every time I went back to servicing him.
My boyfriend pushed me off of his dick, and held me by the hair when he told me that he wanted some dick. I obliged by reaching for the lube on the nightstand while still looking into his eyes as I squirted some onto my hard dick. He let go of my head so that he could bend over, giving me access to his loose cunt. "Fuck yeah," Scooter could be heard as he watched me line up my cock, ready to enter Kal's warm hole.
I love fucking Kal. The way his ass sucked me in as I gave him more of my dick always amazed me. He'd scream out in intense lust when I bottomed out. Each thrust caused a new sound to come out of his mouth. I'd only been inside of him for five minutes when he told me to stop. I held still, feeling his hole tighten on my dick, as he told me to fuck Scooter. "Now!"
I watched as my frat bro turned over to present his smooth ass and pink hole. My dick twitched inside of my boyfriend's cunt before I pulled out, applied a bit of lube onto Scooter, then rammed into him. "Fuuuck" the pledge moaned out as I stayed still for him to get used to the invasion. After what felt like ages I started going at a calm steady pace. I heard him huffing as I made deliberate strokes in his hole. My boyfriend goaded me on to "fuck his cunt", while still bent over playing with his own hole. I picked up my pace when I saw that Scooter was playing with his own cock.
Fucking at a steady hard rhythm as the headboard hit wall. I knew it wouldn't be long before he came. I knew that every time I saw my dick coming out then plunging back into him, he was getting closer. I knew that I'd done a good job when I heard him screaming "oh fuck! I'm cumming!" as his hole tightened while he shot his nut onto my bed. I stayed still as I waited for him to pull off of my dick then lay flat on the wet spot that he created.
I moved back to my boyfriend and drove my entire cock into his waiting hole. "Aaah!" he screamed before begging me to fuck him harder. The bed shook, the headboard was loud, his screams filled the room (and the house) as I held onto his hips and slammed into him repeatedly. His hairy cunt queefing onto my cock as I made him cream. I loved having this slut as my boyfriend. No matter how much dick he'd had, his hole always fit my dick perfectly. "BOLLOCKS!" I heard him scream as his hole tightened. He was cumming. I quickly pulled out, turned him over, gave my cock two pumps, then started shooting onto him as he was coming down from his orgasm. He looked so sexy with both of our loads on his hairy torso. "I love you," he told me as I collapsed onto his body.
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