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Group Dynamics-Chapter 8
A few days passed before the subject of the game came up again. After everyone had come down from their orgasmic highs, the party had come to an abrupt end. Each guy went to his room feeling confused and worried. None knew how the others were going to handle what had happened, and so the safe thing to do was to ignore it and hope it was forgotten.
I was especially worried. My over active mind played the scene over and over again, like a bad porn movie. I had tried to use the images to masturbate to, but my feelings of guilt quickly squashed any erotic feelings the event had contained. I was sure that I had instigated the whole thing. And I was also sure that my roommates had not intended it to go as far as they did. No one had spoken to me in two days, and so I figured I was already on everyone's shit list.
What I did not know was that no one had spoken to anyone, not just me. Everyone was trying to get their minds around what had happened, and they were busy trying to convince themselves that it was the alcohol. I went to classes, ate my meals, and generally avoided the others. Sure, we saw each other, and we were civil, but the interaction we had before seemed to be gone.
A few days later, I was in the living room working on an essay for my English lit class, when I heard a knock at our suite door. Putting my books and papers aside, I walked to the door to see who it was. I was surprised to find Kelly and Rachael standing there, looking mighty pissed.
"Where the fuck have you guys been?" Rachael practically snarled at me as she and Kel stormed past me into the room.
"Huh?" I asked stupidly.
"Where the fuck have you been," she repeated. "It's not a difficult question."
"We had a great time the other day at orientation, and then we see neither hide nor hair of you guys since then," added Kelly.
"Ah, well, um, we've been kinda busy, I guess," I stammered.
"Busy? Busy? What the hell has you so busy that you won't even talk to us at meals?" Rachael was pissed. "We see you guys walk into the dining room everyday, every meal, and you sit, away from each other, and away from us," she snorted. "You guys aren't busy. You're mad at each other. What happened?"
"Look, I really can't get into it," I said. "we just have some things to work out. is all."
"Tell us what happened," Kelly said. "We might be able to help."
"I doubt it, Kel. Thanks for offering."
"Why can't you just tell us?" Rachael was already pissed, now she was approaching livid. "It can't possibly make things worse."
"I, I can't, Rach. I'm sorry. I just can't."
"Why not?" she fumed.
"Because he's embarrassed, Rachael," said a voice behind me.
Startled, I looked over my shoulder to find Matt coming out of his room. I hadn't been aware that he was even home. Shows how much we were avoiding each other.
"He's terrified of what we think of him," he continued. "We did something Friday night that he thinks was his fault."
I frowned as I looked at him.
"It was my fault, Matt," I said. "I should have never let it get that far."
"You? What makes you think you let it get that far? We started the whole thing."
"You guys were just being nice, Matt. I know what happened."
"Well, we don't," said Kelly, "so enough with the cryptic remarks already. Spill."
"We all had sex in the hot tub," Matt said simply.
I stood there with my mouth hanging open, my ears burning, and disbelief evident in my expression that he had actually admitted that to the girls. The girls had mirroring shocked looks plastered on their faces. I saw Kelly's throat working as she tried to articulate her surprise, but it was Rachael who spoke up first.
"You did what?! " she yelled. "Did I miss something or wasn't Luke the only homo?"
"C'mon, Rach," said Matt, "we said at the orientation that we were all game to give it a go. So we did."
"I thought you were kidding, Matt. I didn't really think you'd do it."
Meanwhile, Kelly was trying very unsuccessfully to stifle her laughter.
"What?" I glared at her. I hate being laughed at.
"You little slut," she laughed. "You actually got all of them. In just the first night? You, my friend, are my new hero! You go, boy!"
She snickered.
"Now that you've got Luke out of your system, does this mean it's my turn next?" she asked Matt in a sultry voice.
To his credit, Matt ignored that.
"The point is, we all wanted to try it, so we did. Obviously, Luke is feeling like he coerced us." He looked at me. "You didn't, Luke. It was our idea to drink, and it was our idea to play the game."
"But.."
"No buts, dick-lick. We all wanted to do it. You really think you could have forced all four of us to do that stuff? No, I didn't think so. You saw everyone trying something that they wanted to try."
That shut me up and gave me something to consider.
"How did you know he was feeling guilty?" Kelly asked.
"Because he's been avoiding all of us, not talking to us, and running to his room whenever we're in the suite. The only reason he was out in the living room just now was because he didn't know I was here. I was hiding."
"Why were you hiding?" asked Rachael.
"To ambush Luke, of course. The guys and I talked about this and realized what must be going through his head, so we decided he needed to be lectured." He looked at me with a stern face. "And let that be a lesson to you, young man!"
"Not only are they waylaying you for sex, they're also ambushing you for lectures? Nice suitemates you've got here, Lukey!" Kelly snickered.
"OK, fine! Be that as it may. That still doesn't excuse the rest of you lug heads. All of you have been avoiding us, not just Luke," said Rachael.
"Yeah we were," said Matt. "We were all kind of embarrassed as well. It was only this morning that we finally talked about it."
"Wait. You all had a meeting and didn't invite me?" I asked, feeling a little miffed.
"We knocked on your door, Luke. You were either in the shower or already gone. Either way you didn't answer your door."
"I still can't believe you guys talked about this without me. You could've waited for me." In know, I know…I was sulking. Trust me, I know.
Matt, unfortunately, didn't give a fuck.
"Luke, grow up, alright. We just talked about what happened and how we felt. You weren't here. I'm talking about it with you now. Jesus! Do you always act like a baby when things don't go exactly as you want?"
"I am not acting like a baby. I'm an adult, and I'm upset. Adults can be upset too, ya know."
"OK, now you're just trying to pick an argument," he sighed. "Fine. If you wanna act like a child, I'll treat you like a child. Luke, go to your room."
"Fuck you!"
"OK, now I'm gonna have to wash your mouth out with soap."
The absurdity of the conversation finally dawned on me at that last statement. With a snort, I burst out laughing, holding my sides. I really was acting childish. Lord, how am I ever gonna be the grown up big brother that Esau needs if I can't even act like an adult in college?
"Alright, alright! You're right. I'm sorry. I was acting like a little brat." I smiled. "Thanks, Matt."
"Not a problem, homo-man! Now, come here and give daddy some sugar!"
I heard the girls giggle behind me as I stepped into his arms to give him a big hug. He hugged me tight, and I heard him whisper in my ear.
"We really okay, Lukey?"
"Yeah, Matt," I whispered back. "We're good."
"Great, then you wanna shock the fuck outta the girls?"
"Of course, whatcha got in mind?"
"Just follow my lead."
With that, he pulled out of the hug. I began to step back away from him to see what he was gonna do, when I felt his hands grab the sides of my head and pull me into a deep kiss.
My eyes shot open wide in surprise. But the feel of his lips on mine and the taste of his tongue in my mouth made me forget the girls entirely. I closed me eyes and slipped my tongue into his mouth. This kiss was deep and passion filled, and I could feel my dick getting hard in my khakis. I could feel Matt's too, throbbing up against my inner thigh in time with his wildly beating heart. One of his hands left the side of my face and slid down my back to firmly grasp my ass. When I felt his hand grab me, I let out a groan. God, but this man turned me on.
Behind us was a dead silence. The girls were in shock, all right. Of all the things they expected to come of this conversation, this was the last.
Especially considering how the conversation began. How does one go from avoiding each other to making out with each other in less than a half-hour? I didn't know either, but I wasn't gonna ask questions, and I wasn't really paying much attention at the moment. I guess the girls were, though. I heard Kelly clear her throat.
"Luke, if you've turned this man completely queer before I get a chance to fuck his brains out, you and I are going to have issues."
I started laughing into Matt's mouth. He followed suit, giggling as we broke apart and looked back at the girls. They were standing there with identical expressions of annoyance on their faces, arms crossed.
"I mean it, Luke. I want a chance at him before you convert him for good."
"Sure, Kel, I guess you can have a shag first. But you gotta clear it with the man with the dick here first." I said, gesturing at Matt.
Matt grinned.
"Like I said before: you can ride this ride anytime you want. I'll even waive the usual height requirements."
"Ha ha. Funny. I'm laughing on the inside, really." Kelly glanced at her watch. "Why don't we all go get something to eat, now that we're all talking again?"
"Sounds good to me," Rachael said, "I need beef."
Matt opened his mouth.
"Don't even say it, Matt," she said with a glare.
Matt shut his mouth.
"Well, I'm almost done with this paper, so I guess I can use a break," I said. "Let's go feed!"
With a smile, we filed out of the suite and made our way down to the dining commons. Patrick was in his usual place by the door, waiting to seat us for our meal.
"Ah, Master Gavril, it is good to see you again. Nice to see you've reconciled with your friends."
I looked at him in shock.
"Ah, mon petite fille, you think I wouldn't notice five such handsome young men suddenly avoiding each other? No, ma cherie, I am an observant man. I may not know the reason, but I saw the result. Like I said, it is good to see the family back."
I looked at him through slitted eyes. He was 19, if a day older. And he calls me a little boy? Fine, if he's gonna call me that…I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Just sit us someplace, Patrick, before I bend you over my knee."
"Oh, don't tease. I can't afford to get a woodie in the tight maitre'd outfit the teach makes me wear." He snickers. "Come on, your friends are already at a table waiting for you guys."
With that, he led us in a winding path to a large table. Our other three suitemates were seated around one side, heads together, talking in hushed voices. They looked up as we approached the table, smiling wide when they saw that I was with Matt.
"It's about time," said Jude. "We were beginning to think we'd have to come in there after you two. Hey Kelly. Hey Rach. How's it hangin'?"
"Maybe I'll give you a chance to find out, you sexy bitch, you." Kelly replied with a smirk. "After Matt's turn, that is."
"Oh, what makes you think I'd want sloppy seconds?" He looked around the table at the rest of us as we took our seats. "She don't know me vewy well, do she?" he asked in a Tweety Bird voice.
"Your waiter will be with you shortly," Patrick interjected quickly. "We have a wide variety of French dishes today, so, bon appetite! " He walked away back towards the door.
"I like him," Josh said. "He likes his class work."
"Maybe we should invite him over for our next hot tub party," Ryan said with a laugh. "I bet he looks cute in Speedos."
"I bet he looks even better without," Matt quipped.
I, of course, start to choke. Why do the jokes always have to come right when I'm trying to drink?
"Fuck the waiter," Rachael began.
"That's the whole point," Ryan and Matt said, interrupting at the same time.
Rachael glared at them.
"What I meant was, forget the waiter. Invite us next time."
"Oh, you guys are coming to the first co-ed party," Jude said.
"And just when is that?" Kelly asked.
"Tonight. Bring a bathing suit. Wouldn't want to upset Luke's sensibilities."
"We're there," they chorused.
Lunch went smoothly, and as usual, was delicious. I had to hand to the restaurant majors, they sure knew what the hell they were doing. After our meal, we all made plans for that night. It was decided that we would all meet at our suite at 7 PM. The girls would bring sodas, Matt and Josh would bring snacks, and Jude and I would run out for some lighter alcoholic drinks.
Ryan said he would bring Patrick.
"I bet he can't wait to see what you look like nude, Luke" he laughed.
"I am not, and I repeat not taking my clothes all the way off tonight," I said with a huff. "There will be ladies present."
"Oh, don't get all gentlemanly on our behalf, Lukey," Kelly said. "I plan on seeing if I can make your willie go wee with just my feminine wiles."
"Doubtful," Matt said, laughing, "but I bet I can make his willie go wee with just my masculine wiles. Wanna see?" He walked towards me.
"Get away from me, you freak" I yelled as I danced out of reach. "Unlike you, this ride is closed for maintenance."
Everybody laughed. Ryan came up beside me as we walked and put his arm over my shoulder.
"Don't worry, sexy baby," he said, "I'll protect you."
I slipped out of his arm.
"Yeah, but who's gonna protect me from you?"
Ryan stuck out his tongue and wiggles his eyebrows.
"Oh, you won't need protection from me, honey. I'm man enough to keep my hands to myself."
"Yeah, and he had his hands to himself for over an hour last night," said Jude. "Horny bastard makes too much noise when he plays the skin flute."
Ryan turned beet red. We all just laughed and continued on our way, chatting about our classes, which were to start in two days. As we went around the building, none of us noticed the four individuals standing in the shadows of the dining commons, watching us. Our real education in human behavior was just beginning.
TBC