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I was invited to a party at a fraternity on campus one weekend by my roommate. He was friends with one of the brothers, and they were having a big bash to celebrate something important in the fraternity's history. George had been interested in pledging the frat early in the year and decided against it, but he remained friendly with some of the members. They lived in a huge house off campus in fraternity square, where most of the fraternities were located. It used to be the really ritzy part of town where all the rich people lived and built mansions, many of which had been converted into fraternity houses.
This was the Rho Epsilon Chi fraternity, who apparently had a rich history on campus and nationwide. They went by REX, which was a little weird, since Rho is a P in the Greek alphabet, but I suppose REX sounded better than PEX. They were a big fraternity with over 100 members, but only a select group lived in the house - mostly upperclassmen and legacies, the ones who had dads and brothers as alumni.
As we were walking up the front path to the house, we saw a group of members standing off to the side of the front door smoking. I don't usually pay much attention to that, because I think it's kind of gross, but when I saw him, I did a double take. He was so very cute, with his tight curly blonde hair, blushing cheeks and a black stud earring. He was wearing the obligatory fraternity sweatshirt and black skinny jeans, with what looked like the golf team uniform shirt underneath. We caught eyes as I walked by, and he gave me the dude-bro head nod then turned back to his friends.
George and I made it into the fraternity and immediately got sucked into the crowd of people in the lobby and main floor of the house, which was beautiful. Carved wood paneling, iron and glass chandeliers, stained glass windows and huge portraits of old, important members of the fraternity were everywhere. They had a DJ set up at the end of the great room on the main floor, and a bar at the other end mainly serving beer from a keg. We got our red cups and filled them up, then began to wander around and see who was there. We made our way over to the dance floor and started to dance to the music, just warming up to the party, when the cutie from the front yard came up and introduced himself as Colin.
"Hey, I'm Colin. What's your name?"
"Drew, Nice to meet you. This is George."
He glanced at George then dismissed him and turned back to me. "Need another drink?"
I glanced down at my cup and saw it was nearly empty. "Sure."
"Come this way!" and he grabbed my arm and dragged me off the dance floor and toward the grand staircase at the side of the great room. I looked back to George, who had a huge smile on his face as he waved me off. We made our way upstairs to the rooms and the maze of hallways that contained them, turning right and left much more quickly than I could remember, until we reached our apparent destination - a large corner room with a couple of desks, a couch or two, large TV with a PS5, and a long table in the middle currently being used as a beer pong table. The two teams now competing were yelling and celebrating as they scored points, and Colin took me over to the side near one of the desks serving as a bar. He poured each of us a Fireball shot and a couple more beers.
"Cheers to new friends!" Then he clanked our glasses together before taking the shot in one move. I followed closely behind, enjoying the burn of the cinnamon whiskey as it went down my throat. He got us two more shots, then we turned to watch the game as he began to talk to me.
"So, Drew. What year are you?"
"Freshman"
"What's your major?"
"Pre-med"
"Where are you from?"
This went on for a while, and I would have normally been bored stiff, but he was too cute to get bored. We got to know each other as we watched the beer pong game. He was from Chicago and came here as a legacy, his father and grandfather both graduating from here and belonging to the fraternity. He was a junior and was majoring in finance, hoping to take over for his dad at the family company one day.
He got us each another shot and more beer just as the game was ending and we were sucked into playing the next round. I'd never played, so he had to teach me quickly. Basically, throw ping pong balls into the other team's cups, and the first team to get one into each of their opponent's cups wins. Yeah, and the cups are filled with beer, and you have to drink it if a ball lands in one on your side. They had other rules that I would have to learn as we went along, but that was the gist of it.
We started playing and were doing pretty well. Colin and I took turns shooting, and we were up 4 - 2 when I shot the next ball and it missed the table entirely.
"Air Ball!!" Everyone yelled, which meant I had to take a shot of Fireball.
He grabbed two more shots and pledged to not let me suffer alone, so we took our shots and we got back into the game. He was getting very affectionate - hugging me when we got a ball in a cup, whispering encouragement in my ear as I was preparing to shoot, and it felt really nice. He was skinny and slightly taller than me, but he had a firm grip and what I could tell were tight muscles under his sweatshirt. The game went on and it came down to the final shot - we were tied at 9 each, so the next team to get a ball won. It was my shot, and Colin got behind me and was rubbing my shoulders, giving me encouragement. All I could focus on was his firm touch and occasional rub of his crotch against my ass as I lined up the throw. I let it loose, and the ball hung in the air for what seemed forever before arching over the table and landing in the last cup on their side! We won! I jumped up and threw my arms in the air, screaming for our victory, and Colin grabbed me, spun me around and hugged me hard and tight, our bodies full against each other.
"Wanna get some fresh air?"
"Yeah, sure"
So we walked out of the room and found a staircase in the back of the house that went down to the back yard. We went out into the cool night air and the relative quiet of the dark yard. He got a cigarette out and lit it up, then offered one to me. I usually rebuff that without a second thought. But he looked so hot smoking it, and I had taken so many shots my judgment was foggy, so I grabbed one, which he lit for me. I coughed immediately then learned to only take really small puffs. It didn't taste terrible, and we stood out there talking and smoking together. There were landscape lights in the yard that cast a warm shadow across his face and his angular features, and I started to get lost in his energy. I heard what he was saying but didn't process it very well. I leaned into him slightly and looked up at his sparkling eyes before kissing him on the mouth. He squeaked a little then started to kiss back and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me tight. The kiss lasted for a few moments before he broke it.
"Wow. You're a good kisser"
"Thanks! So are you." Hoping to not sound like a schoolgirl with a crush, I said "I saw you when we were walking in the house and about tripped over myself. You're so very cute."
"Likewise! I told my friends that you were mine tonight. That's why we hang out in the front yard - to pick our mates for the night before you get in and get taken."
"Well, I'm really happy you picked me."
"Want another drink?"
"Sure!"
We made our way back into the house and on the main floor over to the bar. Colin grabbed a pitcher of beer and told me to follow him. As we were walking through the main floor, I saw George dancing with a girl and we shot each other a thumbs up before Colin and I made our way back up the stairs. We navigated the same maze of hallways until we got back to the beer pong room, but he just went in and grabbed what was left of the Fireball before leaving the room and dragging me back to the same stairs we used to go out, but we went up the stairs to the third floor. There was just one long hallway on that floor and what appeared to be about 6 rooms, so we went to the middle room on one side and went inside. It was a typical college dorm with a TV and PS5, a futon and a couple of chairs, a desk, closet and small fridge. He set the pitcher down and poured us two more shots.
"Cheers to smoking in the front yard!" Then we took the shots and slammed the glasses down on the desk. We stood up and had a moment of silence, looking into each other's eyes, before he leaned down into me and kissed me again. We kissed for a long time, rubbing against each other as our arms roamed over each other's back and necks. He reached down and grabbed my ass, pulling me in tight. I could feel his hard on against me when he did that, so I ground my crotch into him so he could feel me too. I grabbed his ass too, and we stood there kissing and humping into each other for a long while. I heard movement outside his door and glanced over, but only saw shadows moving down the hall, so we kept kissing. He stopped and grabbed our beers, then took me over to the futon and sat down and patted the seat next to him. I took about half the beer down my throat in one swallow then dropped down maybe a little too firmly, and we leaned into each other and sloshed our beers a little bit onto our shirts.
"Damn! Better take these off before it soaks through!" he said. So he reached over and grabbed the bottom of my shirt and raised it up over my arms and head then tossed it to the side, before he did the same with his. He had a tight upper body with tiny nipples and smooth, pale skin, no body fat and narrow hips with abs and a V down into the waist of his skinny jeans.
"Mmm. You look incredible" he said before leaning back over, kissing my neck and pushing against me some, causing me to fall back onto the rough cushion of the futon. He followed me down and was nearly on top of me, and he continued to kiss my neck, suck on my ears and run his tongue along my jawline. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him fully on top of me, drawing my knees up and bringing my legs around him before using my heels to push his body into me.
He stopped kissing me and looked me in the eye, a bright sparkle in his expression. I just nodded a little and raised an eyebrow. He leaned down and started kissing me again but kissed along my jaw, down my neck, across my chest (stopping to kiss and bite my right nipple) down my abs to the waist of the pants. He undid the belt and button before hooking the waist in his fingers and pulling them down. He got my pants off, and I dropped my legs back down along his sides. He ran his hands up my legs to my underwear covered crotch before rubbing over my hard on and squeezing tightly. You could see a drop of precum soak through the underwear material, and he leaned down and sucked at the spot, pulling the liquid out and swallowing loudly. He hooked the waistband of my underwear and pulled them down and off, exposing me to the air and his hungry gaze. He grabbed my dick and stroked it with his right hand, his left playing lightly with my scrotum and balls. I reached up and grabbed his head and pulled him down onto my dick, which he took into his warm, wet mouth. He ran his tongue over the length of me as he took it all in his mouth, the head lodging in his throat before he pulled off and went back down. He started to pull harder on my balls, which elicited a loud moan from me and spurred him on to be a little rougher with me.
He was sucking me fully, raising and lowering on my dick, slobbering all over it and pulling on my balls. I could feel his spit pooling around his hand on my sac and running down to my taint. He would alternate between pulling on my scrotum and rubbing his fingers over my swollen taint, the drool making his movements slick and wonderful. He stood up quickly, leaving me naked and alone on the couch before he pulled his jeans and underwear down his sculpted legs and off, bending at the waist and showing me his tight ass and hairless hole. He turned around and showed me his hard on. It was perfect, pale with a narrow pink head, about 7 inches long and a good girth with veins running up and down the length. It was bouncing with his heart beat over a pair of balls in a smooth sac, hanging loosely underneath. I jumped up and into his arms and started kissing him more, our dicks rubbing against each other between our bodies.
We stood naked in his room kissing, him responding to the occasional cat call from the hallway with a thumbs up or OK sign. He was rubbing my ass, kneading my butt cheeks and spreading them open, exposing my tight hole to the cool air of his room. He walked us over to the side of the futon and turned me around, pushing on my back until I leaned down over the arm of the furniture. It wasn't that comfortable, so I dropped to my knees, my abs impaled on the wooden arm, but he quickly got behind me and opened my cheeks before diving in with his tongue and teeth, licking, biting, probing and slobbering all over my hole, so I quickly forgot about my abdomen.
He ate me out for a few minutes, his spit running down my legs and my hole relaxing under his attention. He brought a finger up and teased me before slowly entering and stretching me open. Once his first finger was fully inside, he pulled it out and put two inside me, scissoring them to open me up more. After he had three inside me, he pulled them out and kissed my right butt cheek before standing up and then leaning down, lining his dick up with my flexing hole as I was bent over the arm of his futon.
Before he entered me, he ran over and grabbed a beer from the desk, then came back and lined up with my hole again before slowly and delicately entering me. My hole stretched around his dick as it entered, spreading my ass lips apart and lodging fully inside me. He rested once he was deep inside and took a drink before slowly pulling out until just the head was left in me, then pushed into me again. He repeated this several times, slowly pulling out before entering me again, drinking every couple of strokes. I was face down on the futon, looking toward the back of the futon and couldn't see anything in the room. My vision was blurring enough from the pleasure he was giving me and the Fireball I'd had to drink that it wouldn't have mattered if I could. I was moaning loudly with each stroke into my hole, and he continued to slowly fuck me, occasionally spitting on his dick when it was almost fully out to add lube. He was a fucking expert at fucking, and he had me in bottom-boi bliss, focused only on his dick and how it felt.
I heard someone yell in and congratulate Colin, and he just raised his glass and continued to slowly fuck me. Another voice was closer and must've been in the room, because they high-fived each other and were having a conversation about how tight I was and how good it felt. When they high-fived, Colin splashed beer on my back, which drove me crazy and felt so good. I love being used by someone for their pleasure, and if they disregard me in the process, it's even better. I stayed where I was but turned my head and looked into the room. I was flexing my ass with each thrust into me, causing a tight grip on his dick as it ran through my sphincter. I heard part of the conversation above me as I looked into the room and saw his friend standing there, loose basketball shorts covering an obvious erection.
"Mind if I have some fun after you?"
"Normally I'd say sure, but this one is special. I think I want him for myself."
"Damn! Seriously? Colin is smitten?? That's news we should yell from the rooftops!"
"Yeah, he's super sweet and so fucking hot. His hole is grabbing me and massaging me each time I go inside."
"Wow. He is really cute. If I can't have a go at him, can I at least jack off? I'm gonna get blue balls if I can't"
"Yeah, if he says it ok. Drew! Do you mind if my friend Tim here jacks off over your hot body?"
"Um, sure! I guess"
Tim dropped his shorts revealing he was freeballing and had a big, bright red dick with a wet head, covered in precum. He rubbed over the head to gather some lube then grabbed his shaft and started stroking right in front of my face. I was staring up at him, and his body was really nice with well defined muscles and a light fuzz of hair over his chest and abdomen. His balls were swinging back and forth as he jacked off, and Colin continued to fuck me, getting faster with the visual stimulation Tim was giving us.
"Can I get some lube from his mouth?" Tim asked the room, and Colin deferred to me. I said "Yeah, if you'd like." Tim reached over and grabbed my hair then lifted my head up while I opened my mouth and took him in. He pushed in all the way until his balls were against my cheek and his pubes were in my nose then pulled out slowly. He let go of me, and my head dropped back onto the cushion. He resumed his jacking while Colin continued to fuck, his thrusts becoming more urgent and stronger, pushing me into the cushion of the futon with each drive into my body. I kept flexing my hole as strongly as I could, but it was getting wrecked by the continuous assault Colin was delivering to it.
Tim let out a wail and leaned over me, his cum raining down on my face and back while he jacked off over me. The splat of cum against my hot skin was like electric shocks that went straight to my balls, and I flexed my whole body and came without touching myself, shooting my cum against the side of the futon and on the floor underneath me. My flexing hole must've pushed Colin over the edge, because he pushed into me and stayed there, grunting with each volley of cum he was depositing inside my hole.
Colin fell forward but prevented himself from falling onto my back with his arms, not wanting Tim's cum all over him. He did lean over and kiss the head of Tim's dick before Tim put it away and left the room silently. Colin pushed himself back up and stood, quickly withdrawing from deep within me and leaving my hole gaping open and leaking his cum down my legs. I stayed there for a few more moments, Tim's cum cooling and hardening on my skin and Colin's running down my legs.
I eventually gathered the strength to stand up and get dressed, not caring to wipe any of the evidence of our coupling away. Colin and I stood and kissed for many moments, savoring the contact we were having and whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears.
It was time for me to go, so I gathered the rest of my things and started to leave. Colin pulled me into one more kiss before promising to call me and take me out on a date. He directed me down the steps we used to get up here, so I stumbled down and out into the backyard before finding my way back to my dorm.
George was asleep when I got there, but he woke up with the racket I was making trying to be quiet. He noticed the cum in my hair and drying on my skin and could smell sex on me, but didn't say anything. He just helped me get undressed and into my bed where I passed out, Colin's cum continuing to leak out of my wrecked hole
I woke up a little bit later, naked and in my bed without any covers on me as George was turning off the light and getting back into bed, new splats of cum cooling on my back.
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Thanks! Let me know want you thought! Drew (writer.drew@proton.me)