Davmoore Brotherhood

Davmoore Brotherhood

Part 4

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Wrap up week. The time for asking last minute questions as our tutors and professors finished the syllabus and reviewed the core themes we had touched on during the semester. I was a pretty good student and had most of my bases covered. I just wished I could get someone to help me out a bit more with the more technical aspects; which I understood to an extent but I didn't think I'd be ready if those type of questions came up.

As I sat in the back of the lecture hall, my eyes glazed over as the professor droned on and on in his monotone. Suddenly, I felt eyes on me. I looked over and saw the cute guy I had been checking out earlier in the year looking my way.

Malik Bennett. Aged 19, height 5'9, weight 178 lbs; a dark-chocolate geek who spent time in the gym. He had a nice body and kept his hair in a crisp drop fade.

He smirked then returned to listening to the professor. I licked my lips, thinking. He was cute, and he was smart. Despite having the reputation of playing more hours of video games than he spent in the library, he always managed to rank among the top five in class. Plus, everyone knew his preference for guys. It went against the brotherhood rules but I needed to get good grades. It was the end of my freshman year after all, and it would be hell to push my GPA up if I did badly on my first set of finals. Maybe I could hit two birds with one stone on this one?

After class, I found Malik sitting on the bench in the corridor. He was frantically searching through his back pack.

"Hey, man," I greeted. "Looking for this?" I asked, holding up the silver-blue Parker pen which he had left behind on the floor beneath his chair.

"Dude, thanks," he grinned, as I handed it to him.

"Why's that pen so special to you?"

"My grandfather gave it to me before I left to come up here. Doesn't work anymore but I keep it for good luck."

"That's what's up. But it's not like you need luck on these exams. You are a smart dude," I smiled.

He shook his head.

"Chaz, right? Davmoore Knights running back?"

"Yeah. What about it?"

"What's your angle?"

"Angle? Bro, you were the one staring me down like I'm a snack," I laughed.

"True. You do look delicious but I guess you're straight."

I looked around. The hallway had cleared, and it was just the two of us. I sat next to him on the bench.

"Would a straight man wanna kiss you?"

"Really..." he sneered, his eyebrow raised. "You're probably DL."

"So what? You want this snack or don't you?"

He shrugged. I leaned forward and pulled him in. His lips were soft and full. I got hard instantly as he moaned and sucked on my lips. His hand slid over my thigh. I slid my arm around his waist and pulled him closer.

"Damn! Alright, you can kiss," he admitted, pulling away.

"You ain't never lie. Your lips are so sexy."

"What's the catch though?"

"What catch?"

"I know you want something, Chaz. Don't lie to me or this is going nowhere."

"Alright," I sighed. "I do need some help with studying for this subject. I want...no, I have to do well to stay on the football team."

"OK. You could have said that."

"But it wouldn't have been as fun, right?"

"True," he chuckled.

"So can I get them digits?"

We put our numbers in each other's phone.

"Where are you off to now?" he asked.

"Nowhere. I got some time."

"Good. Come on back to my room."

I got hard instantly. Malik had a nice round ass, perfectly framed in those snug shorts he wore. I was still nervous about it. I didn't want my brothers to see me walking around with a gay guy but right then, my dick was making all the decisions. Fuck the brotherhood! I wanted to get my dick wet in Malik's fine ass.

Living in the oldest residential hall on campus, Malik had his own room. It wasn't as big as the newer two-bed dorm rooms but he had luxuries those rooms didn't. He had his own closet and study desk; a sink to wash up; a big single window; and a comfy bed; all to himself.

"Have a seat," he said, ushering me inside.

"Nice crib," I nodded, sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Thanks. No need for more flattery."

"No flattery, man. I'm being honest."

"Ah, well, thanks. Glad you like it. Want a drink?"

"What you got?"

"Water, about three sodas...and this?" he grinned holding up a bottle of vodka.

"Ooooh! You drink, bro?"

"Of course. Who doesn't?"

"True. I mean, I didn't think you were the type."

"You don't know a thing about me, so don't assume, bro. Chaser?"

"Nah, straight up."

He poured us two plastic cups then sat on the bed next to me. I sipped and it was smooth going down, just the way it was supposed to be.

"So, what you do for fun?" I asked.

"Niggas."

"Niggas?"

"You asked what I do for fun. I do niggas for fun. Niggas like you," he said, smirking at me.

He ran his hand over my thigh to my hard dick; massaging me through my shorts. I closed me eyes and moaned. I looked at him. He looked damned sexy. He leaned in and I sucked on his lips. Softly, then harder. He broke away and put our drinks on the study desk.

"Lie back," he said as he knelt between my legs.

He opened my shorts and grabbed the waistband. I raised my ass as he yanked them and my underwear down and off my ankles, along with my shoes. Clearly, dude was accustomed to getting niggas undressed real quick. I looked down as I felt his warm wet lips sink down over my hard dick.

"Ahhhh fuck, man!" I breathed, falling back on the bed as he worked up and down on my shaft.

His mouth got real wet; slopping and slurping. His warm spit trickled down my balls and his hand stroked my length as he swirled his lips and tongue over my dick-head. I shuddered and my dick jerked wildly in his mouth.

"Damn, nigga! Work that shit!" I encouraged, sitting up and caressing the side of his face as he slobbered over my dick.

He pulled back and thick slimy saliva trailed from his lips. The slimy string broke and dangled from his chin. I pulled him in and shoved my tongue in his mouth. He was sucking on it so hard I almost thought he was trying to rip it out. He stood and stripped naked. His body was amazingly cut and toned, with that smooth ebony skin. I ran my hands up his chest and thumbed his nipples while I kissed and licked the ridges of his abs and swirled around his belly button. He moaned as I took hold of his hard dick and slowly stroked him from base to head and back. He was thick; about the same girth as mine but a bit longer.

"Go ahead," he encouraged, looking down at me.

I hadn't sucked dick in a long time but I knew the rules. With my eyes focused up on his, I licked the belly of his dick; from his balls to the head, then wrapped my lips around the exposed dark-purple dome.

"Fuck!" he breathed. "Fuck yeah! Suck that dick!"

I worked his dick-head slowly, getting used to the feel of a dick in my mouth again. I worked my tongue under the head and he gasped. I slipped further down the shaft; getting him wet. I grabbed his ass and pulled him into me. He took the cue and gently fucked my face. His dick hit the back of my mouth and I gagged. Spit drooled down my chin and I released him.

"Not used to doing this, huh?" he asked, as I peeled off my shirt so it wouldn't get soaked in saliva.

"Not really."

"Try again."

I shook my head and chuckled then gobbled his dick. I bobbed along his length faster, and that dick throbbed in my mouth. I looked up at him and he looked down at me, a huge grin on his face. He cupped a hand to the back of my head and worked his dick gently to the top of my throat. He held it there as I choked a little.

"Relax, Chaz. You wanna throat this dick, right?" he teased.

He released me. He grabbed my legs and flipped me almost backward as he thrust my lower half up and sunk his face between my ass-cheeks.

"AH DAMN, NIGGA!" I yelped in surprise.

I hadn't expected that. He shoved my knees back and worked his hot, wet tongue up inside my hole. I shuddered and my legs trembled as he swirled round inside my tight tunnel then licked up and down along my hairy ass-crack, sucking and kissing my sensitive flesh. He stood and I felt his dick-head rub my asshole.

"Ready for this?" he asked.

"Hell no! I'm a top," I said, rolling away to the other side of the bed.

"Oh...sorry. Most of the DL guys I've hooked up with were bottoms."

"Don't assume, bro!" I said, throwing his words back at him.

"You're right. I'm sorry."

"It's alright, man. You didn't know. So what now?"

"Wanna jerk off together?"

We lied side-by-side and kissed as we stroked our dicks. He felt good next to me. We kissed harder. He reached over and tweaked my nipple. I ran my hand along his inner thigh. Then he sat up and repositioned himself so he could suck my dick while his dick was in my face. He wrapped those full sexy lips around my dick. We 69'd with wet sloppy blowjobs. I used plenty of spit, working the head of his dick with my lips and hand. He did the same, and we both groped each other's ass cheeks and teased each other's holes with our fingers. His moaning became louder and his breath on my balls was harder. His dick throbbed in my mouth. He sucked me faster, and I felt myself about to explode.

"AHHHH FUCK! IMMA NUTT!" he growled.

I released his dick as thick ropes of creamy nutt shot out over my lips and chest. That sent me over the edge. I howled and my dick shot big jets of cream over his face and hair. He sealed his lips over my pulsing dick, and I mimicked him; both of us slurping up the other's fresh load. We fell back on the bed, panting; our mouths wet with each other's nutt. I swallowed the remnants of his and closed my eyes for a moment.

"Yo!" Malik said.

"What?"

"You ready to study now?"

"Fuck you, nigga," I laughed. "Now you ask me, now that I'm tired as fuck?"

"Me too, man. Just wanted to see if you were about it."

"Nah, I'm about to sleep."

I felt him turn and crawl up next to me. I opened my eyes and his head was on my chest.

"You one sexy mu'fucka though," I whispered.

"You too, bro," he replied and thumbed my nipple.

"Don't start me up again," I warned.

"Oh? You can go again now?"

"I could but I'm tired."

"Yeah, that nutt wiped out all my energy too."

It was getting late as the sun set after an extended day. I knew I should have gotten back to the frat house to avoid questions but I was way too tired. Plus, I just felt relaxed. Most times I fucked a dude, I would rush off afterward but busting that nutt with Malik was different. I felt like I could just be myself around him; which was a crazy thought since I'd only just met him really.

I shrugged off the rushing thoughts. In fact, I didn't want to think about anything in that moment. With Malik snuggled up next to me, I quickly fell asleep.

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