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The Peach-Pounding Peters of Peterson Hall
Chapter 12: A Big Eggplant for Three Virgin Peaches (Part 2)
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After finally fucking Twunky and connecting with him on a more personal level, we returned to the Peters' suite where the other Peters still touched each other as a warmup. It was strange watching Hush looking left out with a limp dick. I'd never understand why Buff had even bothered letting him join if he was straight. Sexuality did matter because Hush couldn't perform unless he was watching girl-on-girl action with deep focus. It wasn't always convenient to do that. It was probably enough that Buff had deflowered his straight ass.
Buff. There he was with a suspicious look while getting a blowjob from Himbo. Or was it caution? I couldn't tell. Thank God I'd wiped Twunky's "ass residue" off my dick to eliminate the evidence. He'd used a wipe to clean his ass, so we were good (not that he'd been dirty since he'd douched, thankfully).
"Feel better, Chosen One?" Buff looked at me and Twunky, but I still couldn't tell what he was thinking. Since he allowed us to mess around, just without me touching Twunky's ass, he probably wondered if we had.
I gave him a nod and a little smile, relieved that I was getting horny again since I was supposed to have saved my load.
Jerrick was still away from the others, just rubbing his huge dick every so often. Huge dick. Fuck. I still couldn't believe he was bigger than me. Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't have cared. But my Peter role had changed forever. Sure, Buff was protecting me, but that didn't guarantee the truth wouldn't come out.
And what was Jerrick thinking? Was he nervous? His prominent eyebrows lowered just a tiny bit to show he was pensive. I hoped the experience would be fun for him.
Buff gently pushed Himbo away from his dick and walked toward me with a crooked smirk. "Ready to commence?"
I lifted an eyebrow. "Commence?"
He shrugged. "Eh, it sounds more official that way." He walked toward a surface where a phone had already been propped, and he fiddled with it to get it to record. He glanced at everyone. "All right, Peters, let's start the deflowering ritual."
Jerrick walked to the center and got on all fours, naturally knowing his place. What a beautiful, sexy model whose hot little butt was mine tonight. His longish, brown hair mixed with blond and red looked great on him, even though I typically preferred short hair on guys. It was weird how a twink could turn me on like this when I preferred jocks. Well, when it came to men since I had different preferences for women. But he was a masculine pretty boy, and he never failed to make me horny.
Twunky, Fabio, Himbo, and Hush surrounded him, while I stood behind him. Then, there was a hard knock on the door, a bit off-kilter.
Buff wrinkled his forehead. "Who could that be?" He didn't bother changing as he headed toward the entry door, his big bubble making my dick twitch. He opened it but hid the rest of his body behind the door. "Well, well, Joker. You're actually here."
Lincoln made it!
"You're just in time. Come in." Buff let him inside and shut the door.
Lincoln stumbled a little and formed a loopy grin, wasting no time getting naked. Had he been drinking? This wasn't like him at all. He joined the circle and played with his hardening dick.
Buff approached us and stood beside me. "Listen up, virgin sacrifice. Tonight's the night you become sub Peters. Or simply sub. As the virgin sacrifice, you will take every inch of the Chosen One. It's most likely going to hurt because you're really tight and Chosen One's really big, but you tough it out because there's no way out of this. Your consent to assume the role includes all sexual duties. So, it's his choice whether he wants to go rough, fast, tender, slow, whatever. You do not ever question his performance, nor do you try to break free. You just stay put and take it like you're supposed to until he comes inside you. Same goes for the rest of us. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir."
Buff crookedly smirked. "You're a natural, I see. And how do you address all the other Peters as?"
"Sir."
"Good boy. You are a boy, right?"
Yes, Sir."
"Not a man?"
"No, Sir."
All this talk was making me hornier and more erect. I was leaking a lot of precum too.
"How do you address Chosen One as?" Buff continued.
Jerrick paused. "God, Sir."
"Actually, no. I've changed my mind after meeting you. There's only one person who can call him that." Buff gave me a wink and looked back at Jerrick. "You call him Sir as well."
"Yes, Sir."
"But overall, you really do know your place for being an inexperienced virgin. That's good. What else are you besides a boy?"
"A hole, Sir."
"And what else? List all your identities."
"A cumdump. A cumrag. A cum-chute. A cum dispenser. A cum bucket. A cum can. A cum bin. A cumslut. A cum whore. A cum guzzler. Cum trash. Slut hole. Slut—"
"Okay, okay, that's enough," Buff said, but he wasn't annoyed. "We get the point. I'm impressed, though. You probably looked all this up online since they were oddly specific, but it doesn't matter. What matters is that you know your place, and you are never to forget it. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir."
"And you did douche really well like I told you to, right?"
"Every day, Sir."
"Good boy. You really are a keeper." Buff handed me a can of boy butter and gave me a crooked smirk. "He's all yours. Enjoy your new virgin. We'll be enjoying him next." He glanced at the other Peters. "Remember, no cheering until after Chosen One is done. The deflowering act must be cheerless."
As turned on as I was, the fact that Jerrick started trembling with tiny puffs of nervous breath made my heart sink. There was no way I'd ever be rough with a virgin. For one, I didn't want to make him bleed. I'd never used boy butter before, so I hoped it'd feel good for the both of us.
I glanced at the other Peters, including Lincoln, and they stroked their dicks while watching the scene. Yep, Lincoln was drunk with that continued loopy expression and the fact that he was just totally okay with this when he otherwise wouldn't have been, given the shit he'd gone through. It was great to see, though. I was happy that he was here and in a positive mood.
I kneeled behind Jerrick and scooted closer. But first, I wanted a quick taste of that hot ass. I lowered myself and spread his cheeks to see his pink pucker that was super tight. What a beauty. I dove right in and tongued his virgin hole with so much hunger, his sexual gasps turning me on. Mm, nice and clean. I sniffed and smiled. It was very soapy in scent, unlike the manlier smell I preferred, but that was okay. Maybe one day I'd get him to use less soap. I circled my tongue on and around his pucker, loving the sounds of his gentle moaning. I sucked his anus and gently bit his butt cheeks. I kissed his hole and gave it a few more licks before rising back on my knees again.
"That was awesome, Sir." Jerrick's face showed, which made me happy.
"Good." I opened the can, scooped up some of the stuff that felt weird on my fingers, and lubed his hole as well as I could. I slathered a generous amount of it on my dick, and then on his so that he could enjoy himself somehow. I set the can aside on the floor and aimed my dick toward his ass.
But he was shaking uncontrollably, lightly panting.
Fuck.
I looked at Buff and attempted a sympathetic expression to get him to be more understanding. "Can I have Twunky soothe him? Hole or not, he deserves to enjoy this experience. I mean, it's his first time, you know?"
Buff rolled his eyes and sighed. "Fine. But just this once. Remember, the rest of us are having our turn after you, and I'm not going to let sub be babied when his role is simply to take it with no complaints."
I turned to Twunky and smiled. "Can you coo at him or something? Maybe do some sexy talk and get him to calm down?"
Twunky nodded and got on his knees in front of Jerrick. As he was about to lean close to his face for a kiss, Jerrick turned his away and cast his eyes on mine.
"Can you kiss me?" Jerrick asked in a pleading tone, his eyes watery.
"Um...sub?" Buff called, looking completely displeased. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Do you not just understand your role?"
Jerrick frowned. "I'm sorry, Sir. But I just..."
"You just what?"
"I-I just wanted my first kiss to be with Chosen One." What a romantic. Even though I wouldn't have cared if I wasn't his first kiss, it made me feel flattered that I meant that much to him.
"Oh my fucking God," Buff muttered, rolling his eyes.
"As the god of the Peters," I said, "I will bless him with his first kiss." Okay, that had come out cornier than I'd intended, but this moment was clearly special to Jerrick. Whatever it took to calm him down, I was willing to do. I wanted him to remember his first forever. I barely remembered my first kiss, which was with a girl, but he was wired differently. I respected that.
"Fine, whatever," Buff said, waving us off. "Just get on with the fucking already."
I tried to alleviate his bad mood with a fake smirk. "I think someone needs to be pampered after we're all done here."
It took a moment for Buff to relax, and he finally made a tiny smile, clearly trying to mask it.
"Ich liebe dich," I cooed in what little German I still remembered, but Buff probably didn't understand a lick of it. I'd just wanted to tell him I wanted him so that he could chill the fuck out for once, but I didn't want others to understand.
His eyebrows rose. "You mean that?"
"You make it sound like you knew what I said."
"I did. I speak German fluently."
Well, I'd be damned. How had I not known that? Then again, we'd never talked about it since all we did was fuck and make small talk. "Yeah, sorry, I tried. My German's kind of rusty."
"No, no, it's...fine. Just surprised, but I actually needed to hear that. Ditto." Why was he on the verge of getting emotional over a simple phrase? I wanted him like I'd wanted him any other day, especially his hot, big ass. It wasn't anything new, just that I'd said it in German.
I shrugged it off with a smile and focused back on Jerrick who'd calmed a little from the attention being off him for the moment. He started shaking a little again, but I reached over and kissed his lips while he remained on all fours with his head turned back toward me. I slid my tongue inside his mouth and found his, and we made out for a moment in an uneven pace. His tongue moved a bit too fast since he clearly didn't understand the concept of slow and passionate, but I knew it was his first time. I trailed my lips along his cheek and sucked his ear, nibbling his lobe and making him moan a tiny bit. "I want you to enjoy it too, so I'll be as gentle as I can. Just don't think about the pain."
"Yes, Sir," he whispered back.
"Make out with Twunky while I fuck you. It might help distract you from the pain."
"Yes, Sir."
I really wasn't used to being called Sir. It was awkward for me even though I knew it came with the territory of his new sub life. Maybe one day I'd accept it more naturally.
"Can you talk to me like you own me, Sir?" Oh? He liked that?
I smiled. "I do own you."
That actually put a positive expression on Jerrick's face. It made sense now why he'd been eager to assume this role despite being nervous. He was submissive by nature. He just needed to get fucked a few more times until he couldn't get enough. He knew his place. He didn't try to stop me. He was scared, but deep down, maybe he wanted this. I'd go slowly, and I hoped the others would too. His first orgy deserved to be gentle.
I was still rock hard as I got back to his hole. I pressed the head of my dick against, and it made him whimper a bit.
Twunky crouched down to give him a kiss, and they started making out. The rest of the Peters jerked themselves off while watching, except Hush continued to struggle with getting an erection. Buff, however, just stood there as if something were wrong. Was he in a bad mood again?
I shifted my gaze back to Jerrick's hole. I gripped his waist with one hand and gripped my dick with the other for better control, and I pressed harder into his uncharted territory. I knew I had to ignore the sounds of pain that he mumbled through Twunky's mouth. There was no way out of this. It had to be done.
Plus, I was horny as fuck now.
I pushed harder inside until the head finally went through after much struggle. Like Twunky, he was too tight. When it slipped out, I gently pushed the head back inside, ignoring his pain. "Take it, sub." I was tender in my tone but still in command.
"Yes, Sir," he mumbled while busy kissing Twunky.
I pushed even harder, ignoring more pain coming from him. Harder and deeper. I slid and slid until I was halfway. Fuck, he was so tight that it was actually a struggle for me. If I stopped, my dick would slip out. I kept going, determined to be all the way inside him. "Take it, sub. I own you, remember?"
Twunky broke the kiss and smiled at Jerrick. "We all own you. I know it hurts, but you're our sub now. You can take that big cock. I know you can."
Whimpering, Jerrick said, "Yes, Sir."
"Good boy," Twunky said, smiling.
I slid more of my inches deep inside. Finally, I was balls deep, and it felt wonderful as his anal walls practically squeezed my dick. Hole officially deflowered. My second virgin in one night. Buff would be next as the third, and we'd have our very own private party of two in our room. I was going to fuck the shit out of that big ass of his. He'd take it like a man.
No mercy on that mean, selfish fucker.
I started rocking my lower half in slow movements. I ignored the pain Jerrick felt. I couldn't be too considerate because this was the deflowering ritual, but I didn't want to be a sadistic prick either. I only hoped he'd enjoy it soon because I was the only one of the two of us who was getting any enjoyment out of this. While Twunky hadn't quite enjoyed his first time with me, he looked forward to more so that he could get to that point. I had faith that Jerrick would be the same way.
And with as fantastic as it was being inside Jerrick, I looked forward to fucking him some more.
I held onto his waist with both hands this time, and it was hot watching his soft skin move just a tiny bit like jello. "Whose ass is this?"
Jerrick grunted, barely kissing Twunky as if unable to stop focusing on the pain. "Yours, Sir."
"Use his mouth, Twunky." What was going on with me? I was normally not this commanding. Even my voice was getting a bit firmer.
Twunky smiled at me. "I like this side of you." He winked and then rose on his knees to put his dick gently inside Jerrick's mouth. "Yeah, sub. You're a beautiful hole." Twunky closed his eyes and threw his head back for a moment, his arousal making me more aroused.
Lincoln, Fabio, and Himbo jerked off faster while still watching us. Hush continued to try, poor guy. What a terrible experience this must've been for him. If only he'd known what he'd gotten himself into. I could only imagine if an asexual guy had joined. This club should've been reserved for men who liked men. Sexually, anyway.
"Hey, Hush," I called. "Grab your phone, put on some chick porn, and I'll suck your dick."
Buff cleared his throat. "That won't be necessary." Why was he so upset? He'd started being fine again a moment ago and now he was back to that foul mood again?
"I'm just trying to help him out."
"Well, as your leader, I forbid it. Himbo, why don't you go help Hush out instead. You're a cocksucker anyway."
"I like dick too," I said, trying to stay focused on fucking Jerrick.
Buff approached me and lowered himself to my ear. "Just like my god doesn't take it up the ass, I've officially decided to forbid you to suck anything but ass and mouth. You're a real man, and I realize now that real men don't do that shit."
Okay, he was taking this worship thing way too far. While I wasn't opposed to never being a bottom, I did want to suck a hot guy off. "It's always about you," I muttered.
Buff remained close to my ear. "Actually, it's all about you. You'll see just how much so tonight in our bed." He stood back upright and continued watching.
What the fuck ever. I shoved him out of my mind and shifted my focus back on Jerrick who was still whimpering with a mouthful. I loved that he was stuffed in both ends. I decided to go harder in a slow pound.
He almost jumped while remaining on all fours, but as I kept doing, his whimpers reduced. He let go of Twunky's dick, and his puffs slowed and changed sound. Was I hitting his spot?
"Yeah, look at you, sub," Twunky said, smiling at him. "I think you're enjoying Chosen One pounding you."
I sped up my pace to see how that would go, and I could've sworn Jerrick was suddenly into it more than I'd ever thought.
He let out a little moan that confirmed he was. Success! And the fact that he was enjoying it now boosted my sexual mood. There was nothing hotter than mutual fun. The fact that I was giving him pleasure drove me a little closer to nutting. I pounded him hard and fast now, and he'd fallen in love with my dick. I could tell.
He moaned and started jerking himself off.
"Holes don't pleasure themselves," Buff said in a bark.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "You may be the leader, but this is my moment. I'm his Dom right now, and if I tell him to jack off, he will."
Buff scoffed, but he didn't seem mad or anything this time. He raised one corner of his mouth while staring at me. What was he thinking?
I cast my eyes back on Jerrick's hot little butt that jiggled a bit from how hard I rammed into him. Thwack after thwack made his ass move just the way I liked it. But I couldn't hold it any longer after the pleasure intensified. Being inside him, staring at his butt, watching him love it, Twunky's arousal, the others playing with each other, Buff starting to make it easy for me to dominate him...
It all got to me in one horny force.
"I'm so fucking close..."
Buff rushed toward me and leaned into my ear. "Fuck me like that tonight, God."
Oh, damn. That was so hot. My breathing increased at the new thought of mercilessly pounding Buff. "I don't think you can handle me."
There was his signature crooked smirk. "Try me."
"I won't have mercy on you."
"I know. I want that real man animal that's in you. The beast."
"Fuck..." I lost it. A few more thrusts led to my release. "I'm coming..." Grunting, I slowed my pounding as I gave the virgin sacrifice his fill of my "godly" cum, all nice and "holy" for him.
"I'm coming too, Sir," Jerrick said in a breathy tone, his hand motion faster now. He cried out in deep pleasure, not loud but louder than soft. All because of me. He was no longer a virgin. My big "eggplant" had just deflowered two virgin peaches in one night.
And as I looked at Buff, I smiled with confidence because he knew that I knew he was my next peach to pound. This mean, cruel bastard was going to get it good. No fucking mercy.
Spent, I slowly pulled out of Jerrick's claimed hole, leaving him hissing in pain for a moment. I leaned forward, my chest against his back, and I made out with him for a few seconds. I smiled. "You did good. I'm proud of you."
"Thank you, Sir." The way Jerrick smiled in return led me to believe he'd make a good sub. He'd been nervous this entire time—weeks and all—until I'd found his spot tonight. What a beautiful face to look at too. I could gaze into his "mystical" bedroom eyes all day, bright like crystals in a grayish-blue shade.
"No need. You were really amazing. Can't wait to fuck you again. Maybe alone, just you and me."
Jerrick didn't say anything, but he did seem pleased with that. Maybe touched.
I found myself kissing his neck and shoulder, inhaling his light scent of sweat and man. "I'll always be gentle with you until you're ready to take it rough. I want to fuck you every chance I get so that you can get used to it."
"Yes, Sir."
More kisses. Then, I realized...what the fuck was I doing with this romantic affection? I immediately separated from him and got up. When I glanced at Buff, he seemed back to angry mode again. God, why was he so fucking moody tonight? He wasn't usually like this. And why was he was suddenly giving Jerrick the death stare?
Buff snapped out of his funk and sighed. "All right, Peters. The leader normally goes last as the finale, the last one to remember for the night. But I'm going first this time." He had a serious tone, and he continued giving Jerrick a questionable look. Then, he looked at me. "Watch and learn. Always remember that he's just a fucking hole. Nothing more."
I scoffed. "He has feelings."
"Not while he's a sub Peter." Buff eyed the other Peters. "I don't want any more cooing or soft treatment with this hole. Not even outside of the club. That way, you can cram it into your heads that he is to always be treated like the used hole he is. Holes don't have feelings. They're worth nothing except to stuff and unload."
"He's a sub, not a slave."
"He's both. And why the fuck are you even defending him now? First you go soft on him, then you start acting all affectionate with him like his boyfriend after you came. He's a fucking hole. Get it through your head."
I rolled my eyes. Buff hadn't been like this at all until now. He'd been moody, but his sudden treatment of Jerrick was questionable. Did he hate him now?
Buff grabbed onto Jerrick's waist with a tight grasp, and he quickly aimed for his deflowered hole, pushing himself inside with no mercy.
Jerrick yelped and flinched.
"Shut the fuck up. You're a hole, nothing more." Buff was all the way in, and he started pounding Jerrick who tried to break free. "Hold him down, Peters!"
Twunky, Fabio, Himbo, and Hush did as told in a rush. Lincoln now looked sad, just standing in place.
"Go easy on sub, Buff," I said, struggling to watch. "It's still his first time. It'll take a while for him to get used to it."
Buff ignored me and thwacked into him.
Jerrick whimpered, wriggling uncontrollably while being held down. What also disappointed me was that Twunky had wasted no time following orders.
Lincoln stayed there, barely watching. Maybe this reminded him of his punishment.
I couldn't take it anymore. It was one thing if an experienced sub loved it rough, but that wasn't the case here. I rushed to the front of Jerrick and gently shoved Twunky aside to make room for myself. I kissed Jerrick in hopes of soothing the experience, even though it probably wouldn't. His eyes pooled with tears until they rolled down his cheeks.
"Get away from the hole, Chosen One," Buff said in a threatening tone. "This is my fuck, not yours."
"He's crying, Buff!"
"It's okay, Sir..." Jerrick mumbled, sniffling.
"Not if it hurts."
Buff grabbed some of Jerrick's hair and pulled it with a crooked smirk.
"Ow..." Jerrick said in pain.
I circled around and tried to stop Buff.
He swatted me away. "Peters, go and hold Chosen One. He hasn't learned yet that a hole is a hole."
"Don't fucking me touch," I said in a bark as I eyed the obedient Peters. "I'm out of here."
Buff shot me a narrowed glance. "The tables can still turn if you leave."
I froze, staring right back at him, my heart cracking. I couldn't believe he'd threaten me like that. "Fuck you, Buff," I whispered.
He didn't say anything else and instead took his anger out on Jerrick, making it hard to watch as his low cries filled my ears with discomfort. After hardly watching the whole thing, Buff finally grunted, slowing down as he most likely shot inside Jerrick's ass. He pulled out and got up, and he gave me a crooked smirk as he approached me. "You can take all that anger out on me after the ritual."
I rolled my eyes, watching as Twunky was next to take his turn. Fortunately, he wasn't that rough with Jerrick as he fucked him in a medium pace, his hot ass always turning me on.
While pounding their fists into the palms of their other hands, the other Peters repeatedly cheered, "Pound, peach! Pound, peach! Pound, peach!"
Buff formed a serious face and leaned toward my ear. "I saw the way you were with sub."
I scoffed. So that was it? Was Buff jealous? "Why are you so fucking cruel?"
He shrugged. "I have to be. And now, I think I'm going to have to come up with some new rules to quell your rebellion."
I blew a big breath, trying to control my nerves. "Why?"
"I don't know. We'll see."
"I'm God, though."
"But I'm the leader, and I created you. So I guess that makes me above you."
I shook my head. "Just what I thought. Useless fucking title to toy with me. You know, Buff? I thought you were real. Thought you were special." I'd never thought so, but I suddenly felt the need to be passive aggressive, having forgotten that I'd had a plan to destroy him.
It took a moment for him to speak, but his hazel eyes tried to tell me something. "Look, we need to talk. But you're pissed right now, so we'll do it after you fuck me. Maybe that's what you really need."
I didn't want to argue anymore. I watched as Twunky nutted inside a quieter Jerrick, and Fabio was next, fucking a bit slower.
"Pound, peach! Pound, peach! Pound, peach!" And so on and so forth.
Despite these Peters being followers of Buff and obeying his orders, they weren't as cruel. I could tell they wanted to be considerate with Jerrick while not saying a word about it. Maybe I really could have Jerrick practice with me so that he could learn to take it rough. He'd signed up for this, and I wanted him to have a positive experience, not a traumatic one like Lincoln had had.
Where was Lincoln anyway? I looked around, and his clothes were no longer on the floor where they were.
"He left," Buff said in an apathetic tone.
I'd been so consumed by the drama and so focused on Jerrick that I hadn't noticed Lincoln had left. I imagined tonight wasn't a good night for him after watching Jerrick be manhandled with extra force.
I watched as Fabio grunted his release and pulled out, making room for Himbo who also went easy on him. Jerrick hadn't sounded pained for a while, so it was a relief.
"Pound, peach! Pound, peach! Pound, peach!" Over and over.
I sighed. "I should go check up on Joker."
"He's been going to therapy now," Buff said. "He'll be fine."
"He's my friend, and it's what friends do." But I wondered why Lincoln hadn't told me that he'd gone. Had he been going alone? Did he not want me there for support?
"You're not leaving, Chosen One. We have important stuff to take care of after the ritual, just you and me."
"What? I'm just going to fuck you and call it a night. Not a big deal."
Buff paused. "I don't think so. If you can take your time with that used slut hole, you can take your time with me."
I didn't say another word. Maybe Twunky was right. Maybe Buff really did have feelings for me. Maybe he saw me differently from the other two Chosen Ones in that I'd be here longer. After all, he'd have me for two years instead of one. Now, the way he continued eying Jerrick with irrational disdain made sense.
He really was jealous.
Himbo's nut-roar startled me. I'd forgotten about his obnoxiously-loud finale. He pulled out, and Jerrick farted out so much cum, much of it dripping down his ball sack and legs. Twunky had a phone playing lesbian porn and assisted a very-hesitant Hush.
"Pound, peach! Pound, peach! Pound, peach!"
This had all been hot in theory, but Buff had had to ruin the fun by being a forceful prick. He made a terrible Dom. I always believed a Dom should still look after his sub without abusing his role, since respect was a two-way street, but Buff didn't have it in him to be like that. That was okay, though. Just like he showed Jerrick no mercy, I'd show him no mercy.
It was time to let the beast out.
Just like Buff wanted.
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To be continued...
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