At a glance Zach and Dion may've looked like two very good and very drunk friends, slowly walking back arm in arm to their frat house.
If you looked a little more carefully you'd see they were all over each other. Dion's arm was around Zach's shoulders as it often was, but his hand had slipped under Zach's shirt and teased his nipple. And while Dion pulled him close and whispered sex in his ear Zach's hand reached behind, gently massaging Dion's boner and relaxing his whole body into Dion's embrace.
And if you watched for more than 15 seconds or so you'd see the boys stop in their tracks, unable to stand even being parallel as their mouths turned to magnets, snapping their faces and tongues together while their hands explored deeper, as Dion reached under the thin fabric of Zach's shorts to squeeze Zach's small round ass in his wide hands, and Zach's 9"s ached against Dion's thigh and his tongue moaned in Dion's mouth. You'd see Dion grip Zach's long hair and pull back his head, Dion's lips exploring Zach's throat like some starving vampire before he abruptly pulled back, squeezed Zach's cheeks and looking Zach in the eye spit into his open mouth, before grinning like a schoolboy and then his lips went back to making love to Zach's.
And eventually one or the other of them would make soft protests through the other's kisses and touches, and they'd slowly stop making out even as they couldn't let go of one another, and they slowly started walking in the direction of the house again, at least until the whole process repeated itself.
They were near the house and on the tail end of another make out detour when Zach, his eyes closed as Dion nibbled his ear and his hands exploring Dion's sides under his shirt, said reluctantly, "Can we like talk this through a bit?"
Dion smiled down at Zach and kissed him again while he pulled Zach's waist to his and their boners rubbed against each other through their clothes. "Sure," Dion said, "talking through," Zach could feel Dion's dick pulse against his, "shoot."
Zach couldn't help but grin like an idiot as he looked up at the junior, who was looking down at Zach with that intense mixture of attention and affection he'd sometimes get, a look that turned Zach into Dion's whole world. Zach kissed Dion's chin then said, "Like, how's this actually going to work?"
"Uhh, like this," Dion said as he held Zach by the throat and kissed him deeply, his tongue bathing Zach's, "and like this," Dion put his hands under Zach's shorts and his finger explored Zach's crack and then found his hole, "and this," and Dion's finger slipped inside Zach, his hole still wet from load Dion had pumped into him shortly before. Zach moaned and grabbed hold of Dion's dick.
"And if that's not clear enough," Dion said, removing his hand from Zach's hole as he leaned down and kissed him again before wrapping both his arms around Zach and holding him close, "It'll work like we're a couple. I may be a kinky fucker but I like being romantic, too."
"Then how's it work being a couple? I'm kinda a noob in that department," Zach said almost shyly. Dion smiled again.
"Well, there'll be some rope and gags and my tongue in your hole while we--" Dion whispered in Zach's ear occasionally flicking his earlobe with his tongue, making Zach shudder as he playfully pounded on Dion's chest to interrupt him, "I think you got the kinky fucking mixed up with romance."
"Ah, shit you're right," Dion laughed pulling back and playing with Zach's hair, "That can happen. So how's it work being a couple? Well, to start off I'm gonna be thinking bout you all the time, which means I'll probably be texting you all the time, and then while I wait for you to respond I'll worry I said too much or not enough or that I've scared you off and just generally be an overthinking idiot. That shit is the foundation of modern romance," Dion joked.
"But if you can put up with some more old fashioned stuff," Dion continued, "I wanna take you on dates. I want to take you to beautiful places to see you look beautiful there. I want to bring you out to dinner and feed you the last bite of dessert and then kiss you and not give a damn about any of the old bastards watching us. I want to get you whatever little things I can afford that may make you smile, because I fucking love your smile. I want to go to the movies and not remember a single bit of it because we were only watching each other." Zach blushed fiercely and bit his lip, barely able to stand how nice all those things sounded.
"And in terms of just day to day--you've got a standing invite to be with me. Anything I'm doing I'd rather do with you."
"And how bout if you're doing Kat?" Zach tried to ask it playfully but it came out embarrassed.
"Did I stutter?" Dion said with a smile, taking Zach by the chin and kissing him again. Then Dion went back to twirling Zach's hair around his finger as he continued, "Zach, I told you Kat was my domme--maybe I should be more explicit about what that means. Like, the first week back at school, we were some of the last people in the library, and we were kinda tucked away on an upper floor. Kat told me to strip and I stripped. Then she just pointed down and I got under the table and ate her out till she came. She's made me go months without cumming and she'd edge me every night. I haven't even really fucked her since freshman year, she ties me up and uses me like a dildo, and if I cum without permission she'll spank my balls till I'm crying. And I fucking love it."
Zach grinned as he felt his dick leak a drop of pre, imagining Dion doing all these things. Even the thought of Dion naked in the library eating Kat out under the table turned him on, even if he could never think about eating a girl out himself.
"But Kat also loves watching me with guys," Dion went on, "I've fucked a few just cause that was the quickest way for her to let me get off. And after that little show we put on Wednesday she told me she could watch you and me all day every day.
"So that's all to say, how it works with the 3 of us is kinda up to you. Kat respects that you're gay and we don't want to pressure you into anything you're uncomfortable with." Then Dion reached into Zach's shorts and wrapped his fingers around Zach's balls, his thumb teasing Zach's shaft. "But I also think you're a kinky, horny little slut, and so long as we're all open and honest with each other we could have a lot of fun together," Dion said as he gently squeezed Zach's balls.
Zach moaned and went up on his tip toes to kiss Dion, but Dion pulled him back by the balls and then teased Zach's open mouth with just his tongue. "Yes, sir," Zach breathed, clutching Dion's chest.
Dion grinned and released Zach's balls and immediately started stroking Zach's dick, "Good boy."
Zach raised an eyebrow as he thrust his dick Dion's grip, "You know, there'd be nothing to stop me from teaming up with Kat. I told you I'm a switch, may like to see how ticklish you are when you're all tied up."
"Don't threaten me with a good time, pledge," Dion grinned. "And since we're dating it's past time I try to take this monster," he added, his thumb gently rubbing under Zach's foreskin as Dion spread Zach's pre around the head. Zach shivered from the sensitivity. Dion withdrew his hand and put his pre covered thumb in Zach's mouth, and Zach didn't hesitate to suck it clean.
"You're fuckin insatiable," Dion laughed. "And speaking of," Dion said as he took his thumb from Zach's mouth with a pop, "You're messing around with a couple other guys, right?"
Zach blushed, "Kinda."
"Kinda, huh," Dion said grinning incredulously at Zach, "I mean you did let Jack fuck you during the middle of poker night."
"Sure, but that's not like, an ongoing messing around," Zach said, "Really the only person I've regularly messed with besides you is Dave." Zach felt a little bad not saying anything about Mike or Nick, but he had promised Mike he'd keep it secret, and Nick--Zach had no idea what he could have said about Nick. It was too weird, too tied up with the watch, and no matter how amazing Dion was Zach knew he wasn't ready to tell anybody about the watch. Maybe Dion least of all, what with the memory of Dave going full evil Bilbo still fresh in Zach's memory.
"Fair enough," Dion said, "Do you and Dave mess around a lot?"
"Only a couple times since I've started with you," Zach said.
Dion held Zach by the waist as he bit his lip like he was thinking of how best to say what he wanted to say, "Zach, obviously I don't think we need to be exclusive to be committed to each other, but..."
"But what?" Zach prompted him.
"But maybe I'm feeling insatiable," Dion grinned, "maybe I want every boner and load you've got to give."
Zach laughed, "You sure you can handle it? That's a lot of boners and loads."
Dion reached back into Zach's shorts and started stroking him. Zach moaned as Dion's hand and his dick got wet with his pre.
"I think I can," Dion said and then kissed Zach, gently biting his upper lip. He kept slowly stroking Zach, getting him closer and closer, till suddenly his phone started ringing.
"Shit," Dion said as he checked it, "Ethan's ready to fucking kill me, I asked him to cover pledge patrol for 20 minutes and it's nearly been an hour," he took his hand from Zach's pants, "we should head in there."
Zach kissed Dion's neck as Dion looked at his phone and he couldn't help but hump Dion's thigh as he was so hard and close, but eventually he calmed down.
"If you say so," Zach said tucking his boner into his waist band, "and what's the plan with the brothers? We trying to be subtle?"
Dion pulled Zach in to a long, deep kiss then said, "I've been subtle for weeks and I fucking hated it. If I'm with you I don't care who knows it."
Zach smiled at him, "Sounds good to me."
"Besides," Dion said, "the brothers will be totally cool with it. And to the extent some of them may not be it's just cause they're jealous. Jack may give you shit though, not much I can do about that but I think you can handle it."
"You're god damn right!"
Zach and Dion jumped in each other's arms as Jack's voice rang out a few feet behind them.
"Jesus Christ," Dion said laughing and pulling Zach under his arm, "how long have you been there?"
"Long enough to jerk off twice to your public indecency charges," Jack said taking a puff on a cig, "not that I did, I just would've had the time."
"Fucking perv," Dion said sarcastically.
"Not my fault you theater dorks put on such a good show," Jack said, "Or that I had to go looking for you. Ethan is actually ready to kill you, he's nearly sober."
"Well, he can wait for a song or two," Dion said and he took Zach by the hand, "come dance with me."
Zach didn't need to be asked twice and followed Dion down to the basement. Dion led Zach back to the bar and got them both jungle juice and they started dancing and drinking. Zach was parched after the walk and sex and heavy conversation, and he threw back his juice in no time, quickly getting back to as drunk as he'd been that whole day and loving the smell and touch of Dion as they danced and grinded and groped together.
Dion stayed for four songs, then he was getting a call from Ethan again and he had to go. Zach was going to go with him but Dion insisted he keep partying and he'd see him soon. Before Dion left though he wrapped his arms around Zach and kissed him long and hard in the middle of the dance floor, utterly unconcerned about the stares and cheers and catcalls from the brothers nearby. High off the kiss, Zach started dancing by himself as Dion headed out.
He didn't know how long he'd been dancing when Sara came and hugged him before squealing, "You're dating Dion?!?"
"How the hell do you know that?" Zach laughed, "I barely know that."
"These frat boys gossip like girls," Sara said, "Mike heard it from Nate who heard Eric saw you guys all over each other and kissing on the dance floor, so then Mike and I asked Brian who told us to talk to D but we ended up finding Kat first and then she said D was poly dating you two."
"That's so fucking complicated," Zach said putting a hand on his head dumbfounded, "I've been dancing. And drinking!" But when he went to take a drink of juice the cup was empty and Zach dropped it to the ground looking disappointed.
"You're ridiculous," Sara smiled handing Zach the rest of her drink which Zach eagerly accepted, "You and Dion are gonna be a hot couple, though."
"Saraaa," Zach yelled pulling her in for a hug and spinning them around in circles, "I like him so much!"
Sara laughed as she pushed Zach off her, then she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, "I can tell, you're glowing."
"Well that may also be the juice," Zach laughed sipping his drink.
"Speaking of ridiculous," Sara said putting on her gossipy voice, "have you seen what they did to Jake?"
"What?"
"Oh I can't spoil it," Sara giggled, "go upstairs and see for yourself, I need another drink."
So Zach went upstairs to the common room and it didn't take long for him to find Jake--he was on a chair on top of a table, naked but for a sheet wrapped around his waist and a raggedy dunce cap on his head, a whiskey tumbler in hand, a cigar sticking out the side of his mouth, and grinning ear to ear as the party went on around him.
Zach walked over to him and called out, "Jake, what're you doing?"
When Jake saw Zach his eyes went wide and he started gesticulating wildly in some dyslexic attempt at sign language.
"He's not allowed to talk the rest of the night," somebody said to Zach's right.
"Why?" Zach asked turning to them, surprised it was a brother he didn't recognize--Zach thought he'd done a good job at meeting them all, but this guy must've been new cause Zach was sure he would've recognized him. A hot dude with a mop of mousy brown hair and a little taller than Zach.
"Frankie caught him fucking a tri del in his bed," the guy said, "but apparently it was his first time so this is the celebratory punishment Jack came up with."
"Fuck yeah bro," Zach said fist bumping Jake, "knew you had it in ya."
Jake cockily took a drag on his cigar, oblivious to the ridiculous figure he cut in the cone hat and sheet.
"I'm Zach by the way," Zach said turning to the mystery brother.
"Chris," Chris said extending a hand, "I've heard a lot about you."
"Well that hamster thing is a lie, but I can't confirm or deny the rest of it," Zach joked, "Do you live off campus or something? I'm surprised we haven't--"
But Zach was interrupted as he heard Dion scream, "Christopher?!" And then like a blur Dion sprinted across the room to grab Chris in a tight bear hug.
"What the fuck are you doing here? I thought you weren't getting in till tomorrow?" Dion asked breathlessly through a huge smile.
Chris was smiling back nearly as wide, "And miss the bid party? No way, I got up at 3am to make it. I figured I'd surprise you guys but of course you were MIA when I got here."
"I was--gah dude you look so good, where'd that baby fat go, you're fuckin svelte," Dion laughed patting Chris' belly.
"Sweated it off the first month," Chris said slapping Dion's hand away then they started mock fist fighting before they hugged again.
"Zach!" Dion said as they separated again and Dion pulled Zach under his arm, "This is my best buddy, Chris. He just got back from his semester abroad in Argentina."
"Wait, is this the friend with the pet squirrel? And the everclear fire?" Zach asked.
"It was more of a friendly squirrel," Chris laughed, "And as you can see my eyebrows grew back fine."
"Well, I guess I've heard a lot about you too," Zach said, "And you're the sound engineer right? The one Davidson keeps complaining isn't around to fix the mics."
"Good to hear things haven't changed much," Chris said.
"Sounds like you've met Zach," Dion said to Chris and then he wrapped his arms around Zach and kissed his cheek, "and as of like 45 minutes ago Zach's my boyfriend."
"I heard, congrats," Chris said.
"How the fuck did you hear you just got here! Jesus everybody is like 'yeah, obviously I know that,'" Dion said half seriously.
"As if you thought going poly with a pledge wouldn't spread like wildfire," Chris laughed.
"Speaking of pledge," Dion kissed the back of Zach's head then turned him around and took his solo cup, "Sobriety check, stand on one leg put your arms out then touch your nose."
Zach giggled as he tried to follow the instructions, but he could barely hold himself up on one leg and when he put his arms out he would've fallen if Dion hadn't caught him.
"Alright, finish this," Dion said handing him back the last of his juice. When Zach downed it Dion stuck a happy face sticker on his forehead. "And you're cut off for the night," Dion said before giving Zach a kiss on the lips.
"Is this brother taking advantage of you, pledge?" Chris asked sarcastically.
"Probably, but I'm enjoying it," Zach laughed. Then for the first time Zach noticed an old upright piano in the corner of the common room, "Wait, does that thing work?" He asked Dion and Chris.
"Hasn't been tuned in a decade probably but it should," Chris said.
"Wait, do you play piano?" Dion asked.
"A little bit, yeah," Zach grinned extricating himself from Dion's arms and making his way over to it. He had to take a half dozen wounded soldiers off the piano, and when he lifted the lid there was a nice layer of dust he quickly brushed off the keys.
A month ago Zach had never played a piano. He'd never played any instrument. But he'd learned how to play in the last month. Zach couldn't even begin to count the hours he'd spent in the music department banging away on keys in his timeless world, or the hours in the library or on downloaded YouTube videos teaching himself how to read music and then memorizing music and finally playing by ear. Hundreds at least. Maybe thousands. It was impossible to really say as it was so effortless to spend an eternity learning. But drunk and cut off from more Zach figured now was as good a time as any to show off what he'd taught himself.
Zach tested a few keys and the pedals. It was definitely out of tune but it'd do.
Zach jumped into Mozart's Turkish March, his fingers daintily dancing along the keys. Zach could almost laugh at the juxtaposition of this delicate 18th century sonata in the trash filled and drunken frat house, but Dion's open mouth made Zach keep the laugh to himself. A few of the guys nearby came over to listen, and Jake lifted his cigar like a baton and raised his pinky as if he were conducting.
Zach cut it off after a couple minutes and was met with scattered applause, but Dion and Chris were really into it.
"Holy shit man, you're really good," Chris said, "classy as fuck too."
"Yeah, probably a little too classy for a night like this right? We need something more fun," Zach said and then he blasted into the Pirates of the Caribbean theme song.
That got more people into the room to check out what was going on. Zach hadn't been playing 30 seconds when a couple brothers brought out some wiffle ball bats and started wacking the shit out of each other.
When Zach was done Pirates somebody requested Star Wars. Zach didn't notice Chris grab a pledge and head out of the house, until he came back an electric Fender in hand with the pledge holding a guitar amp. They set it up next to the piano and as Zach finished up Star Wars Chris tested out a few chords then said to Zach, "Let's start with something easy," and jumped into the opening riff of Sweet Home Alabama. Zach was quick to follow along.
Chris started singing with a pleasant gravelly voice, and soon the common room around Chris and Zach was mobbed, the crowd belting along to the chorus.
Dion wasn't singing though. He was too busy staring at his boyfriend, at the way his long blond hair pushed back over his head framed his face, at his muscles flexing under the damp white pledge shirt, at his lips as he smiled while he sang. How the fuck does this boy keep surprising me? he thought, watching Zach's fingers dance along the piano.
But Dion was interrupted in his reverie by a tap on the shoulder.
"Hey D, can I talk to you for a sec?" Sean asked.
"Sure, bud," Dion smiled. He liked Sean, and not just cause he was Zach's friend--they'd had a long chat earlier that week about pledging and school and life, and Dion had been pleasantly surprised that Sean had actually picked Sig Chi over Lambda. He was cute too, earnest and good natured. "What do you need?"
"Actually, I was hoping we could talk in private," Sean said. Dion thought he was blushing but the kid was so sunburned it was hard to tell.
"Absolutely," Dion said, curious and a little concerned. They went to the small projection room the pledges had packed into earlier, pizza boxes still strewn across the floor. "So what's up?" Dion asked as he shut the door behind them.
"D, I just wanna say I think you're a really cool guy, and like I'm glad I got a bid--"
"You can skip the preamble," Dion said lightly. The freshman was drunker than Dion had realized, his eyes a bit glazed and a hint of a slur in his speech. And he was obviously very nervous. "We're both men here, say what you wanna say."
Sean curled in his lips like he was thinking, then he finally said, "I heard you and Zach are dating."
"We are," Dion said, "Sorry if you learned about it through the grapevine, I'm sure Zach would've wanted to tell you himself but the news kinda outran us."
"No, that's whatever," Sean said frustratedly, "I just--you're staying with Kat too?"
"I am."
Sean took a deep breath and briefly clenched his fists as if steeling himself for what he had to say next, "Look, D, I'm not judging at all, like sincerely I'm happy for you guys. I've seen you and Kat together and I've seen you and Zach and if anybody could make a poly thing work I think it's probably you. And I know you didn't want the preamble, but I do actually really like you and think you're a cool person. But I care about Zach like a lot and I just--"
Sean had mostly been talking to Dion's feet but he finally made eye contact with him as he said half embarrassed half fierce, "I just need you to know, if you hurt him I'll break your fucking jaw, ok?"
Dion almost laughed but he caught himself. Sean was obviously emotional and Dion didn't want him to think he wasn't taking him seriously. Cause Dion had no doubt Sean meant exactly what he said. Maybe a little more than that too.
"Good," Dion said and extended his hand, "I'll hold you to it."
Sean wasn't sure what he'd expected, but it wasn't that. Hesitantly he shook Dion's hand, then Dion said, "I care about Zach a lot too. We wouldn't be trying this if I didn't. But I think it's fair for his best friend to be a bit skeptical of him jumping into a love triangle."
"I didn't say I was skeptical," Sean said, "I--"
"Alright, skeptical was the wrong word, how bout protective?"
"Yeah, I guess."
Dion put a hand on Sean's arm and said with all the sincerity he could muster, "I'm glad you're looking out for Zach. He needs it, no matter how on top of the world he seems half the time. And I promise I'll do everything I can not to hurt him ok? And if I do the broken jaw would be a nice distraction from how shitty I'd feel about myself anyway."
Sean seemed relieved and grinned despite himself, "So we're cool?"
"Of course dude," Dion said and he pulled Sean in for a bro hug, but quickly let go as Sean yelped when Dion slapped his back.
"Ahh, my bad," Dion winced as Sean gently rubbed his back, "You are really red. Sunscreen tomorrow ok?" Then Dion fished into his pocket for his stickers and put one on Sean's forehead, "And you're good on drink for the night. Now unless there's anything else let's get back to the party, we're getting close to the end of the night."
"Sounds good," Sean said as they both headed out of the projection room, and were greeted by a mob yelling "SCARAMOUCH SCARAMOUCH" as Zach and Chris were in the middle of Bohemian Rhapsody. Even drunk and just having dumped a load in Zach earlier that night, Dion felt his dick stir as he saw Kat sitting next to Zach on the piano bench, the side of her tit pressing against Zach as her arm was on his shoulder.
"Sucker for blondes, huh buddy?" Jack said, suddenly at Dion's side.
Dion grinned up at him, "You know it."
Zach, Sean, Mike and Jake were walking drunkenly back to their dorm when Jake grabbed Zach under his arms and lifted him into the air and spun in a circle.
"Look at him fly, fucking wingman of the century!" Jake yelled.
"Let me down you big oaf, you'll break both our necks," Zach laughed as Jake set him down then gave him a loud wet kiss on the cheek, "How'd you find out anyway?"
"Uh, your boyfriend, duh," Jake said, literally skipping along the sidewalk, "Like fuck dude, pussy's the most amazing thing in the world. Fit me like a warm glove."
"You get your nut before Frankie caught you?" Mike asked.
"I got my nut in about 30 seconds, we were on round 2 when we were interrupted," Jake said.
"Ha, I'm sure she appreciated that," Sean said.
"She appreciated me eating her out after and getting back to full mast about a minute later," Jake said, "called me eager beaver while I licked her beaver. And holy shit guys, when she wrapped her legs round my head and smothered my face in pussy I could've fuckin died happy."
"Hottest fucking thing, bro," Mike said, "My ex loved to sit on my face, whole world becomes nothin but pussy."
"I don't see the appeal," Zach laughed, "That shit looks like an axe wound. A nice butthole, though, that's fuckin cute."
"You're not gonna hear a word against buttholes from me, they've got their place," Mike said, "but axe wound? Does gayness like fuck with your vision? Nothin sweeter or more inviting than a wet pussy."
"Now we just need to get you some, Sean," Jake said, "odd virgin out."
"Well, Emily's visiting early October, and she's fucking thirsty for it," Sean said.
"Could always get some practice in," Jake said slapping Sean's back.
"Gah fuck dude," Sean screamed, "Can you not tell I'm red as a fucking tomato right now."
"Whoops, sorry," Jake said.
"I got some aloe in my room, that should help," Zach said.
"Speaking of our room," Mike said, "Could I have the room for like 20 minutes? Got this tri del that wants to come over."
"Fineee," Zach said exasperatedly, "Just remember we gotta be back at the house at 10am and we're all gonna be hungover as fuck."
"If you don't want to wait up you can just take Pat's bed, he said he wouldn't be in the room for weekends till initiation," Sean said.
"Those SAE douches don't fuck around huh," Jake said, "Probably make 'em sleep on the floor can you imagine that shit?"
"Eh, I think we may be able to by the end. I know we'll have to stay at the house all through hell week," Mike said.
"A week isn't every weekend though. Honestly wasn't too bad today, some jumping jacks and hanging dong with the bros, I can handle that, specially with the way they got us fucked up," Jake said.
They arrived back at their dorm and headed back to their rooms. Zach grabbed the aloe and went through the bathroom to Sean's room, while Mike walked downstairs to let his hookup in.
Zach tossed the bottle to Sean.
"Thanks bro," Sean said as he stripped his shirt off and started rubbing it over his bright red arms and chest. Zach tried his best not to openly stare, but when Sean asked, "Think you can get my back?" Zach was quick to agree.
Sean sat on the edge of his bed with Zach behind him. When Zach started lightly rubbing the aloe along his back Sean shivered and Zach could see goosebumps along the back of his neck. Zach adjusted himself to tuck his boner into his waist band.
"Dude, you have so many more freckles," Zach said as his hands ran along Sean's strong shoulder blades.
"Yeah, they come in quick when I get some sun," Sean said, leaning back into Zach's hands, "sometimes by the end of the summer I'll get enough that it basically becomes one giant freckle and I'll actually look tan."
Zach's hands started working down Sean's back. He put on a little more aloe as it started to run thin.
"Sorry I didn't tell you bout D myself Sean," Zach said quietly, "You'd've been the first person I went to, but the party was crazy and then everybody found out without me telling anybody."
"Don't sweat it man," Sean said, "besides, I haven't heard the details. Knowing the ending doesn't spoil the story--did he give you flowers? Go down on one knee and confess his love?"
"Ballsy for a guy with this much sunburn to tease me," Zach said as he pressed his knuckles and thumb into Zach's back making a little smiley face in his sunburn. Sean jumped off the bed laughing. He grabbed a shirt off the floor and whipped it at Zach's face, "Asshole," Sean said still smiling as he pulled the shirt on, it sticking to the quickly drying aloe. Then Sean hopped back on the bed next to Zach, their sides touching.
"But seriously, how'd it go down? I'm curious how you ask somebody into a poly relationship," Sean asked.
"I mean we went for a walk. And we talked a good bit. And then he asked me how I felt about us, then he talked about how he felt about us. And then he asked me."
"Feel like there's gotta be more to it then that," Sean said, "Like where's Kat in all this?"
"I'm honestly not entirely sure. I only talked to her a little bit tonight and she seemed happy. And apparently it was her idea, but..."
"But?"
"D said he'd leave her if that was the only way he could be with me."
"Holy shit, really?"
"Really. And you can't fucking tell anybody that Sean, like seriously cone of silence."
"Obviously. But like, if he offered that why go poly? I mean it'd be one thing if you were bi too, but how'd you put it--axe wounds."
"I mean I do like Kat, she's really sweet and cool. But D said he thinks he can love more than one person. And I think that makes sense. Like I haven't felt any less about our relationship seeing his and Kat's relationship. So I figured why not try it."
"So there were some professions of love, huh?" Sean said as he pulled his knees up to his chest and playfully swatted Zach's arm. Zach blushed.
"Only kinda. Like he danced around it. Nearly said it. I think we both realize it's a bit early to just say it, you know?"
"I get you," Sean said. Zach felt like he was looking at him a little weird.
But their conversation was interrupted by moaning and banging from Zach and Mike's room. They both laughed.
"Sounds like Mike's having a good time," Zach said.
"Yeah," Sean grinned, "Nice change of pace from the sucking sounds usually coming from over there."
Zach's eyes went wide as Sean laughed, "What, did you think you were being sneaky? It's nearly every night and morning!"
Zach fell back into the bed, pulling a pillow over his face, "You must think I'm a total slut."
"So what if I did," Sean said poking Zach's side, "and so what if you are. You're my friend, I'm not gonna judge you for getting some action. I just didn't think Mike was bi."
Zach pulled the pillow off his face and held it against his chest, "He's not. He usually watches porn or just closes his eyes when I do it. Basically helping him jack off."
"Aww, you're a fleshlight friend," Sean laughed.
"Jerk," Zach said wacking Sean in the face with the pillow. Sean took it and wacked him back, then Zach tried to grab his wrist and they started grappling. They got off the bed and wrestled in the middle of the room, laughing and cursing as they fell to the ground straining against each other. Eventually Sean pinned Zach on his side, his forearm pressing Zach's head against the cheap carpet while his legs straddled Zach's waist and Zach squirmed underneath him.
"Give up?" Sean said panting and smiling down at Zach.
"Alright, alright, uncle," Zach muttered, his mouth half mushed against the carpet.
Sean took his arm from Zach's neck but kept straddling his body. "Even with all that muscle I'm still bigger dude," Sean said as he playfully slapped Zach's cheek.
As Zach turned his face to look up at Sean there was suddenly a tension in the air as Sean stayed on top of him. Zach became very aware that his butt was between Sean's legs, of Sean's physicality as his long hard torso towered over him, of the little flecks of gold in Sean's blue eyes as he stared down at him, slowly getting his breath under control.
But just as suddenly it was gone, and Sean stood up and offered Zach a hand. "Let's watch something," Sean said.
They sat next to each other on the bed again, while Sean put on a lord of the rings movie. As it started up Zach rested his head on Sean's shoulder, the long day finally catching up with him as his eyelids grew heavy. "You're a really good friend, Sean," Zach said quietly.
Sean put his arm around Zach and pulled him in close, "You are too, Zach." And by the time the title card came on both boys were sleeping against one another.
Zach was woken up by his phone buzzing in his pocket. He gently separated himself from Sean before taking it out.
Nick: you free?
Zach grinned, still very drunk.
Zach: maybe why
Nick: you know dude
Zach paused time. He went back to his own room, briefly admiring Mike's spent dick laying across some tri del's ass where they'd fallen asleep together naked, and grabbed his box of toys.
Zach: Better remind me
This fucking faggot. Nick was pissed. He'd barely been able to enjoy the bid party with his dick locked up, he even had to all but run away from this hot chi o freshman who tried to grind on him to make sure she couldn't feel it. Not to mention he wouldn't be able to get any head from their own pledges like he was due as a brother.
I need this fucking thing off, Nick thought, staring at his nub of a dick leaking pre from the cage. He hadn't gone this long without jacking off since he learned how and it was driving him nuts. 57 fucking loads to go. 57! And this fucking faggot is making me do a song and dance for him. Urgh, fine.
Nick: I want to suck your cock
And what a fucking cock it was. Nick felt like he was thinking about it every few minutes since they started, this tiny twink with a dick nearly as long and thick as his arm, choking him on it, cum shooting like a firehose out of it. Thick, sweet and salty cum with a taste that stuck to his tongue like a mint. Fuck, he was already starting to get hard, his dick pinching like a bitch in his cage.
Zach: eh I think I'm good
Fucking faggot!
Nick: please
Nick: seriously man you know why I need it I'm dying in this thing
Zach: I just got a boyfriend, I need to cut this out. Not my fault you got this weird chastity fetish
Nick didn't even want to think about what Master would do if he stopped getting Zach's cum. The electro attachment for his cage made his dick and balls feel like they were on fire, not to mention whatever the fuck else he may be able to do with his powers. And he always seemed to be watching. As if on cue he felt a current buzz through his cage at the lowest setting.
Nick: fuck man, please, your bf doesn't have to know, whatever you want I just need your load
Zach: fineee 1 more for my needy cumdump. But you're taking it up the butt, you suck at sucking
Nick paled at the thought of taking Zach's dick in his ass. He'd never even been fucked before, and the last girl who tried to stick a finger up his butt while she blew him learned real quick never to try that again. But Nick knew he didn't have much choice.
Nick: ok. I'm at the house come by and I'll let you in
Zach: that's not what I hear
Nick blinked at his phone, confused. He blinked again and he was suddenly in some basement he didn't recognize, naked, and hanging hand and foot from ropes attached to the ceiling beams, feeling the cool air along his exposed asshole. His scream was muffled by a ball gag.
Zach paused time again to take a swig of Nick's scotch while he appreciated the view of Nick realizing his predicament. They were in a foreclosed house just down the street from SAE that Zach had scoped out a few days earlier.
Zach walked up to frozen Nick, his hands exploring his spread ass and his caged dick.
"What am I gonna do with you, I wonder," Zach said, slapping Nick's cheeks that bulged around the red ball gag between his teeth. "I did promise you one more load. And I already took your cherry once, may as well make it stick. I don't think Dion would begrudge me a goodbye fuck. And after this--well, we'll have to see."
Zach went back up the stairs, and restarted time.
Nick wasn't sure how long he'd been hanging there when he finally heard footsteps coming down some nearby stairs. Not that Nick could see the stairs, the basement was lit by a single bare lightbulb hanging just in front of his face, blinding him to most of the room. But he could recognize Zach's drunken giggle easily enough.
"Damn, dude, you go hard," Zach said as he walked over. Nick jumped in his ropes as he felt Zach's hand on his ass, and he yelled into his ball gag as Zach squeezed his cheek and gave it a hard smack.
"Your mistress seems nice though, she texted me the address. She was sorry to hear this is the last we'll be able to mess around, but she promised she'd come up with some other punishment for you." Zach reached behind Nick where there must've been a table and grabbed a bottle of lube. Zach squirted it on Nick's taint and the cold fluid started streaming down over Nick's hole.
Zach's middle finger started rubbing against Nick's hole, gently pushing in the lube. "She also said this'll be your first real cock," Zach said as he started putting pressure on Nick's tight hole, already hardening against the intrusion, but Zach's finger was relentless as the first knuckle slipped inside, eliciting a sharp moan from Nick. Zach kept pushing till his finger was all the way in Nick's virgin hole, making Zach's dick strain in his shorts as he felt the muscles cling to every inch of his finger.
"Some good news though," Zach said as he withdrew his finger and reached back to the table, "She said if you do a good job, and I'd like to, I could let you cum after. How's that sound?"
Ashamed of himself, but almost high at the thought of getting off, Nick gave a muffled "mhmm" and nodded his head.
Zach laughed, "God you're such a fucking slut you know that? And you called me the fag, when you can't wait to get off after getting fucked in the ass."
Zach brought a key to the small metal cock cage and easily turned the lock Nick had spent countless hours fruitlessly trying to pick. The moment the cage was off Nick's dick started growing, and within seconds he was fully hard, more than hard actually as Zach left the ring of the cock cage on and that made his dick stand out even harder.
"Huh, look at that, there was a Dick hiding in there," Zach laughed, but Nick didn't care as Zach gently stroked him, his dick immediately slick with pre.
Zach lined his own dick up with Nick's hole as he let go of Nick's dick and held onto his waist and started pushing in. Nick yelled at the intrusion--Nick's mouth could barely fit around Zach's dick, and it felt like it was going to rip his asshole in two. Drool started to leak out the sides of Nick's mouth around the ball gag.
"You gotta relax, girl," Zach said lightly, but Nick was just too tight. He could've broken through, but Zach didn't want to just hate fuck him, he wanted Nick to crave dick after this. So Zach pulled back and got the lube again and poured it over his hand.
Zach took Nick's dick in his left hand, gently rubbing his thumb along the head, while his right went to Nick's hole. Zach slid his index finger in comparatively easily and slowly fucked Nick with it, stopping and holding when Nick's ass clenched around it and whispering "relax baby," and when he did he'd start finger fucking him again, telling Nick he's such a good faggot. Nick may've resented that, but Zach's finger curling up and touching his prostate, along with Zach's thumb running along his finally freed dick head, made him lose any sense but the feelings he was experiencing.
Then Zach started sliding in his middle finger too. Nick groaned as he felt his hole stretch, but Zach picked up the speed on his dick and the moan of pain became pleasure. But when Zach added a third finger it went back to pain.
"Should've started with this probably,"Zach said as he pulled out his fingers and let go of Nick's dick. He reached down and picked up a bottle, unscrewed the lid then held it up to Nick's nose. "Deep breath."
Not that Nick had much choice, but he breathed deeply. As Nick inhaled the sweet alcohol smell his head immediately swam and his body relaxed into its restraints. Before he knew it Zach's fingers were back in his ass, this time taking all 3 effortlessly, and then a fourth as well.
"Fuck yeah," Zach said as he fucked Nick's hole, "Make you a proper pussy boy, huh bud?" Nick could only moan in response.
Zach took out his fingers and gave Nick's ass a couple hard smacks till his cheeks were nice and red. He spread them and spit on Nick's now gaping hole. Then he lined his dick back up and easily pushed the head in.
Even after the fingering Zach's dick was so big Nick couldn't help but yell into his gag. And the fucking thing just kept coming, pushing deeper and deeper in him, stretching his insides that the fingers never reached. Suddenly it was like he hit a wall and Nick yelped as Zach kept pushing.
"Ah, there's that second hole," Zach laughed while Nick was in pain but confused enough that he had a second hole--his dick had fucked plenty of asses but he'd never got deep enough for a second hole.
"We're just over halfway, take another hit," and the poppers were back at Nick's nose and he had nothing else to breathe so he inhaled them. Immediately Zach's dick started plunging further inside him, till suddenly he felt the twink's balls resting on his ass.
"What a good faggot, you took the whole thing," Zach laughed as he lightly slapped Nick's face. Even as humiliated as he was, and with his ass feeling like it was past the breaking point, there was something about Zach's smile that Nick couldn't help but feel a little proud he'd taken it all.
Zach started to slowly work his dick in and out, occasionally stroking Nick along with him but careful to stop before he brought him too close as Nick's ass slowly loosened up for his meat and Nick's whimpers of pain started to become moans of pleasure. Zach picked up the pace and soon he was pounding Nick's ass with everything he had, pulling all the way out and slamming it in balls deep. Zach stopped thrusting and started swinging Nick on the ropes, pulling him up and down his dick as their bodies became slick with sweat.
Eventually Zach couldn't even touch Nick's dick for fear he'd shoot, so Zach let himself get close. Zach reached behind Nick's head and unfastened the ball gag then slapped his face as it fell to the ground, "You want this load faggot?"
"Yes," Nick moaned, his head spinning and his ass gripping Zach's dick, his whole insides feeling ready to cum. Zach might've made Nick beg but his hole felt so good he couldn't wait. He pushed in balls deep and let loose in his guts, before quickly grabbing Nick's dick and jerking him to completion too. Nick's ass flexed around Zach's dick as Nick shot rope after rope across his own face and chest and belly, his whole body shaking uncontrollably as he half moaned half screamed from the pleasure.
After he came Zach kept jerking Nick's dick, now slick with cum and unbearably sensitive. Zach laughed as Nick squirmed in his hand. He finally let go and gave Nick's balls a slap, but his dick stayed inside Nick. Zach rubbed Nick's cum all over Nick's body and face, smiling at the perfect picture of a cumslut.
Zach's dick had gone half soft inside Nick, but suddenly Nick felt it pulse. Holy fuck, he's pissing in me, Nick thought as Zach just smiled contemptuously down at him. Nick felt his insides filling up with the twink's piss and seed, and he could've sworn he could feel his belly bulge as it kept coming.
Zach reached behind Nick and showed him an impossibly large butt plug, probably 6" long but as thick as his fist at its base. Zach pulled out his now soft dick and immediately shoved in the plug, making Nick scream as it stretched him further than he thought possible.
"Well that should keep it all in there," Zach said lightly giving Nick's ass a slap, "I think your domme is trying to get you knocked up. Let me know if it takes, I can afford the child support," Zach laughed as Nick hung there barely comprehending what was happening, a headache already starting from the poppers.
Zach walked around and took Nick's head in his hand, "This was fun, bud. I'll miss it. Best of luck with the rest of them." Then Zach leaned down and kissed Nick's unwilling lips, pushing Nick's own cum into his mouth.
Nick wanted to say fuck you. He wanted to spit in the faggot's eye and curse him. But he was so thoroughly fucked he couldn't help but miss the twink's soft lips as he walked away and left Nick hanging there. As the footsteps disappeared and the light above him turned off Nick let out a sob in the dark.
And then suddenly he was back in his own bed, his legs and arms aching but free. His dick was back in its cage though, and he was still covered in his own cum and the massive butt plug still held Zach's piss and cum inside him. Nick groaned as he held his face in his hands, and then cried again as he heard his phone buzz beside his bed. Eventually he got the courage to look at it.
Master: 56. You may substitute the rest as you see fit. If you fail to find adequate substitutes you will be punished, and substitutes will be provided for you. Leave the plug in till morning.
His head aching, Nick's hand rested on his piss filled belly and reluctantly he passed out.
Zach took his time after he got Nick all settled. He walked around campus, napped and read some books in the library, played some piano in the conservatory. As he came down from the alcohol and horniness he started to feel a little bad. Not for Nick--he could still remember Adriana's tear stained face like she was standing right in front of him. As far as Zach was concerned Nick had a ways to go before he was done with him, even if he wouldn't be fucking him himself. But Zach felt bad cause Dion had said he wanted everything he had to give, and here he was dumping a load in some other frat boy. Not that Zach didn't have an infinite number of loads to give, or that he felt anything for Nick the way he did for Dion, but still. He felt bad.
Zach walked over to Sig Chi and restarted time as he gave Dion a call from outside. Zach was worried he'd sleep through it, but just as he expected to go to voicemail Dion answered sleepily, "Hey, what's up? Everything ok?"
"Yeah everything's fine, it's just--I'm out front. Can I come in?"
Dion chuckled as he said groggily, "Yeah, give me a sec."
It was only a couple minutes till Dion opened the front door wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. Zach quickly went inside as Dion took him by the waist and they kissed in the doorway.
"I thought I told you to get some sleep, we got a long day tomorrow," Dion said, then rubbing his eyes he added, "well, today actually."
"I slept a little," Zach said pressing himself against Dion's bare chest, "But then I woke up, and realized I'd rather sleep with you."
Dion smiled and kissed Zach's forehead, "Well then let's go to bed."
He took Zach by the hand and led him up to his room. They stripped and made out for a little bit, but Dion was only half awake and it wasn't long till he pulled Zach into his arms and the boyfriends fell asleep together.