Our lovemaking session was just as beautiful as I’d hoped.

It happened right after we left the shop. We didn’t even make it back to my place—or to his, for that matter. We just made it as far as the forest, which was the closest place we could be alone. But it turned out to be just as well.

Chad and I lay in a secluded spot, buck naked, while we caressed each other’s bodies. The trees around us swayed in the breeze, and the sun dappled through the leaves. A bunch of plants were in bloom, which created spots of color around us, and a smattering of petals went drifting through the air.

Chad looked into my eyes as he ran his fingers across my face. Then he whispered: “You remember the last time we were here?”

“What do you mean?”

“It was right after I’d come out to my family,” he said. “Remember how we drove out here, and we kissed by the side of the road....”

“Oh yeah,” I said. “I almost forgot about that.”

“I guess that’s when we stopped just being fuck buddies. Wasn’t it?”

“That’s one way to put it—”

“I just remember how badly I wanted you right then. What I would’ve done to have sex with you that night....”

I swallowed. I’d pretty much felt the same way. “Well,” I said, “we had a lot to deal with back then. It’s probably a good thing we held off. At least a little bit.”

“I guess,” he said. He ran a hand down my spine, across my tailbone, and into my asscrack. “Of course, it’s always better late than never....”

I gasped as I felt his fingers enter my hole. I knew we didn’t have any lube with us, but then again, we didn’t necessarily need it. I could think of any number of other ways to pleasure my man.

Chad seemed to be thinking along the same lines. He swung his body around, and without another word, he went down on my cock. Now he had me in a sixty-nine, with his dick right in front of my face. Of course I couldn’t resist that temptation: I gave him a series of kisses, running my lips up and down his shaft, then took him in my mouth.

It felt so good to have him inside me again—in either end—between the hard but tender texture of his flesh, the musky taste of his skin, and the well-practiced movements of his muscles. But the sexiest, most important thing of all was the knowledge that he was all mine. I wanted this man more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life. I was so wrapped up in him that I didn’t even care that we were outdoors, in broad daylight, and anyone could’ve caught us. I just savored the moment.

Chad started picking up the pace. As he sucked me, he massaged my balls with one hand, and he kept teasing my pucker with the other. He was making me feel so good, I could only hope to return the favor. I wanted to say something, but my mouth was full too, and I didn’t want to stop servicing him. I just let out a groan and tried to signal how I really felt.

Chad groaned too, quietly at first, then louder and louder. I felt his dick twitch against my lips, and I braced myself for what was coming next. Then, sure enough, his warm, salty cum filled my mouth.

I drank from his tap like I was dying of thirst. I could feel his juices slide down my throat and go deep in my body—which was really where they belonged. The sensation was so hot that it got me off too: pleasure cascaded through my body, my muscles tensed up, and I felt myself shoot in Chad’s mouth.

“Mm!” was all he seemed able to say. He ran his tongue around my cockhead, which suddenly felt especially tingly. Then he took me deep into his throat, to the point that I could feel it contract when he swallowed.

“Oh yeah,” I gasped as I took my mouth off his dick. I was still coming down from my high. I practically collapsed and lay flat on the ground. “Damn, I needed that.”

Chad let off a chuckle. “Think of it this way,” he said. “It’s really just a preview of coming attractions.”

We didn’t want to go back to reality quite yet, but at the same time, we didn’t want to get caught. We told ourselves we’d have plenty of alone time later, indoors. So we gathered up our clothes, which were scattered all over the ground. Then we dressed and headed back to the car.

We were just pulling up to my place when we saw Brody nearby. My first thought was to avoid him, but then I saw he was with my neighbor Hannah.

“Aw shit,” I said.

Brody looked pretty drunk. We couldn’t hear what he was saying, but he was clearly hitting on Hannah, and he seemed to be getting belligerent. She tried to push him away, but then Brody grabbed her arm.

“Fuck,” Chad said. He and I opened our car doors just as Hannah broke free. Brody stumbled backward while she ran toward her apartment.

“You bitch!” Brody yelled after her. “Y-you... you think you can do better than me?”

“Dude!” Chad said. “Leave her alone!”

Brody turned to us. “What... what the fuck are you doing here?”

“That’s none of your business.”

“Yeah, well fuck you!” Brody yelled, then turned and staggered away.

Chad and I exchanged glances. We both tried to gauge what to do. Part of me wanted to report this, though Brody would probably claim we were out to get him or something.

“Wow,” Chad said. “Didn’t he do something like that to Kaylee?”

“From what I heard,” I replied.

“Then who the hell is he to be filing complaints against the Kap Eps? He’s pretty much the definition of sexual harassment.”

“Yeah, well, that’s what happens when you’ve got a dad with connections—”

“His karma’s gonna catch up to him someday. It has to.”

I shrugged. “I hope you’re right,” I replied. “Hopefully sooner rather than later.”

We didn’t want to let Brody to spoil our evening, so we did our best to put him out of our minds. Chad offered to take me to dinner, and he suggested going to Riedegost, but I didn’t want to see my co-workers right then. So we went to an Italian place instead—the kind of genuine article where real Italians ate—and Chad ordered some nice wine. Then he did a toast to the days and months to come.  

I assumed Chad would get a job to last him through the rest of the spring. He ended up getting some work as a personal trainer, but applying for an internship was almost a job in itself. Chad had started the process when he was in D.C., but it was a lot more competitive than we’d expected, and a lot of spots were already filled. Now he had to spend a huge amount of time writing essays, submitting transcripts, and filling out forms for background checks and stuff. Of course his connection to Seth didn’t hurt, but he wasn’t getting anything handed to him, for better or worse.

All the same, it was awesome having him back with me. His schedule was flexible enough that he could almost always accommodate mine. No matter how stressed I got with classes or whatever, I felt like I could always come home to him, which was a feeling I’d never really had before.

Then of course there was the sex. Oh fuck, I loved the sex! We drained each other’s balls so much that our glands could barely keep up. And our toys got plenty of use: Chad dug the story of me fucking myself with his dildo, so he asked me to reenact the scene. And he was happy to return the favor, so he fucked himself with my dildo while I watched. Chad also loved getting beads up his ass, which I took fiendish delight in yanking out.

Of course the best toys of all were the ones we’d been born with. I’d gotten to be a real connoisseur of Chad’s muscles, tendons, and ligaments, and the way he could use them to dominate me. I adored his perfectly-chiseled Adonis belt and the gorgeous package it led to. Then of course there was the feeling of his fuck-stick up my ass. Not to mention his big meaty glutes, and the tight tender hole in between, which could squeeze my manhood just the way I liked it. Fuck!

I didn’t want any of this to end, so I made sure we had a solid plan for the summer. My goal was to keep anything from coming between us for as long as humanly possible. I wanted our lives to run like well-oiled machines, which I knew was easier said than done; but I was determined to avoid any repeat of the summer before.

Slowly but surely, our plans came together. Amy’s graduation would be the first week of June, and after that, we could stay with Chad’s mom. I was hoping to just work for Thaxter, but he warned me he couldn’t pay much, so I’d probably need a second job. Meanwhile, Chad kept following up with Wheeler’s office—not enough to be annoying, but enough to make clear he was interested—in the hopes of landing a spot.

We were in the middle of all this when we got a piece of news we’d been dreading. The Interfraternity Council had been interviewing the Kap Eps, including anyone who’d rushed or pledged us, to see if Brody’s allegations were true. Our initiation rituals were supposed to be secret, so I didn’t say any more than I had to, and neither did Chad. But apparently some alumni saw it differently: at least a few of them confirmed the so-called hazing and said it’d been going on for years.

This did not go over well with the dean’s office, so after much back-and-forth, Luke eventually struck a deal. Our chapter would agree to a four-year suspension, which meant it couldn’t reopen till after we’d all graduated. We would all be barred from joining other fraternities, but in exchange, we wouldn’t get in any further trouble.

It definitely could’ve been worse, but it still sucked. We had to be out of the frat house by the end of the semester, which was not far away. By all indications, the Kap Eps’ sex-filled adventures were over: there’d be no more naked pledges, no more fucking in the game room, and no more randy Spring Breaks. Or at least so we thought.

We’d just started cleaning out the house when we learned how much stuff had come from Brody’s family. Among other things, his father had bought us the pool table years before, and his older brother had donated the futon. The irony was almost too much to handle. After all, Chad and I had lost our man-virginities on that futon, and we were pretty sure others had too. Practically all the Kap Eps had defiled it at some point or another.

“You know,” Shane said, “we could always vandalize that shit. Just for fun.”

Luke clucked his tongue. “You want to stoop to Brody’s level?”

“Yeah, why not? After how much he fucked things up for us, why shouldn’t we fuck with him too?”

Marcos put an arm around Ryan. “Well,” he said, “we know what fucks with Brody more than anything: knowing we have gay sex.”

“Ha!” Ryan said. He shot his boyfriend a look. “Is that your way of saying you want to do it down there?”

“That’d be a helluva revenge,” Justin said. “You could leave cum stains all over it. If they ask for it back—”

“Fuck yeah!” Hunter said. “How do I get in on this?”

“You mean like a threesome?”

“Why stop there?” Drew asked. “I’d be up for it too.”

I looked at Chad. I couldn’t help thinking of the time he’d suggested a sex party. Come to think of it, we’d even compared notes on which of the others were the hottest, though that had been at a very different stage of our relationship.

“Hey,” Chad said, “I’m all for getting back at that asswipe. The more we can fuck with him, the better.”

I bit my lip. I didn’t disagree with him—or with the others—but I didn’t want to risk playing with fire. After what Chad and I had been through, the last thing we needed was any more drama. I just wanted to be with Chad, have him to myself, and keep anyone else from getting in the way.

At the same time, I did get hard at the thought of the other guys getting it on. After all, Chad and I had already seen them jack off, and in the case of Ryan and Marcos, we’d even watched them fuck. There was also no denying my longstanding fetish for group sex. So I did want to watch this shit go down.

I knew I had to walk a fine line, and I’d need to be extra sensitive to Chad’s feelings. I could sense the wheels turning in his head, though he didn’t let on. So I took him aside the first chance I got.

“Babe,” I said when we got to his bedroom, “remember what we agreed to. We only want to do stuff we’re both comfortable with.”

“I remember....”

“I don’t want to have sex with anybody but you. I want to be crystal clear on that.”

Chad licked his lips. “Well,” he said, “I don’t want to hold you back—”

“I never said you were holding me back—”

“I know you’re into that stuff. Considering how much of that porn you’ve got.”

“That’s just porn. It’s not real.” I put my arms around him. “You and me... that’s real.”

“Well true—”

“And you know what? You turn me on more than the rest of those guys put together. Including all the porn stars I watch.”

Chad ran his hands through my hair. “That’s a helluva way of saying I love you.”

“Ha!” I smiled and shook my head. “I do love you... and I’m not just saying that to get in your pants.”

“I never said getting in my pants was a bad thing. And you know what? I feel the same way.” He leaned in and gave me a kiss. “I’d never want to make you uncomfortable either.”

I wasn’t sure where this was headed, but I couldn’t argue with what he was saying. I just kissed him again, and I held him as tightly as I could.

It didn’t take long for the Kap Eps’ plans to come together. The sex party would be that Saturday evening. We couldn’t risk word getting out, so we didn’t invite anyone from the outside. This wasn’t ideal for the straight guys—since it meant there wouldn’t be any girls—but they supported it every step of the way. Luke made clear that this was totally voluntary, so I figured the straight guys would keep themselves busy upstairs.

The game room was already stocked with condoms, lube, and tissues for clean-up. All we had to do was bring drinks and stuff. Chad and I made a grocery run, and we did our best to make it look like we were just shopping for ourselves.

When we brought our haul to the basement, we found Hunter was already there. He was watching Twitter porn on his phone, and he was rubbing his crotch through his pants. “Hey guys,” he said. Then he turned off his phone, but as he did, I caught a glimpse of two lesbians fucking.

“We don’t want to interrupt you,” I said.

“I know,” he replied. “It’s just... I know a lot of you aren’t into this stuff.”

“You mean lesbian porn?”

“Well, pussy in general. A lot of people freak out at me being bi.”

Chad set down one of his bags. “I’m not freaked out,” he said. “I mean, I gotta admit, I don’t really get it—”

“I just love sex,” Hunter said. “So I can take either pussy or dick.”

“So if you’re with a girl,” Chad said, “I mean... what do you tell her?”

“Usually nothing. I mean, I don’t lie or whatever... but being into guys is not something you bring up when you’re trying to get some. And if you bring it up later, after you’ve fucked her, it can be even worse. So I usually keep quiet and let girls think I’m straight. And when I’m with guys, I’ll let them think I’m gay. I guess I probably shouldn’t... but whatever.”

“Well,” I said, “I used to think I was bi. Of course that was a while ago....”

“You and a lot of other people,” he said. “But me, I need both. If I go too long without one or the other, I start craving that shit, and it’s all I can think about... which is why my relationships never last.”

I was about to say something else, but just then Ryan and Marcos came downstairs, with Drew close behind. They were all exchanging stories about hookups they’d had, and they were throwing out ideas around things they could do. I knew Ryan and Marcos had a pretty open relationship, so I figured this would make for an interesting evening.

I did some basic math in my head. Based on our fraternity’s lineup, our little group included twelve balls, six dicks, six boyholes, four guys who were taken, two more who were single, two former athletes, two more muscle types, two twinks—and at least speaking for myself, one really horny guy who couldn’t wait to see it all.

Chad and I finished setting things up, then plopped down on the futon. We were still fully clothed, but my dick was starting to press against my pants, and I could tell Chad’s was too. I felt a hint of butterflies, though I tried to ignore them. I just looked into Chad’s eyes, and I tried to gauge what he was thinking.

The other guys had just gotten situated, and we were about to kick things off, when we heard the door creak back open. My first reaction was that the other shoe must be dropping. All of us stopped what we were doing, and we turned toward the stairs.

Shane quietly peeked into the room. “Uh... hey,” he said.

“Hey man,” Marcos said. “What’s the matter?”

“I....” Shane swallowed hard. “Do you, I-I dunno... mind if I join you?”

This was a twist I hadn’t expected. After all, I’d already felt tempted enough without a bi-curious guy in the mix. I hadn’t forgotten how Shane had been one of the guys Chad and I had checked out months before; and I was pretty sure Chad remembered too. I’d always assumed the guy was straight. Shane had seemed cool with gay stuff, but he’d never shown signs of being into it himself.

“Come on over,” Drew replied. “The more the merrier.”

“This is all secret, right?” Shane asked. “Like whatever happens in this room, stays in this room?”

“Exactly,” Ryan said. “It’s all cool.”

Shane seemed to tiptoe across the room. He stopped in the middle of the room, then swallowed and looked around. “I mean... I don’t really know how this works....”

“We can teach you,” Hunter said.

Shane took a deep breath. “Okay.”

“How much have you done with a guy?” Ryan asked.

“Well... the closest thing was when we played cum-on-a-cookie.”

“You didn’t seem to have much trouble with that,” Marcos said. “At least not the way I remember it.”

“I-I guess not....”

“Did you like it?” Chad asked.

“I mean... who doesn’t like jacking off?”

“True that,” Ryan said.

“And... since all you guys were into this stuff, I figured there had to be something to it.”

“There is,” Hunter said, and without another word, he stood up and kissed him. Shane didn’t resist; he took Hunter’s tongue in his mouth, and they started making out.

By now, Chad was very clearly pitching a tent. I was tempted to reach over and touch it, but instead I whispered in Chad’s ear: “That sure brings back a memory or two....”

Chad snorted. Then he turned to me and said under his breath: “If you’re thinking of the same thing I am... I remember it being a little different than this.”

“Even so....”

“Hey,” Drew said. “Do you have something you want to share with the group?”

“Yeah,” Chad said facetiously. “Just how my boyfriend is more fuckable than yours.”

“I don’t have a boyfriend.”

“And there’s a reason for that.”

Drew gave him a playful slap, but Chad just laughed and threw a pillow at him. Drew swatted the pillow away, and it tumbled to the floor.

Hunter and Shane seemed totally oblivious. They were leaning against the pool table with their lips locked together, and they were running their hands up and down each other’s bodies. Their eyes were closed, so they seemed to be navigating completely by feel.

Finally Hunter broke off the kiss. “Mm,” he said, “you’re pretty good at this. Are you sure this is your first time?”

Shane chuckled. “Uh yeah. Pretty sure.”

“So how does it feel?” Ryan asked.

“It’s... it’s not as weird as I thought. It’s not that different from kissing a girl.”

“That’s because I just shaved,” Hunter said. “I’ll warn you right now, some of my anatomy is totally different.”

“Yeah, that much I know—”

“Want to go explore it yourself?”

I could almost feel my ears perk up. Those words sounded really fucking hot. Chad seemed to be thinking along the same lines: his hands caressed my body, and then he held me tight.

Shane glanced down at Hunter’s crotch. He seemed to go back and forth about what to do next.

“Go for it,” Marcos said. “It’s just a dick. It’s not going to bite you.”

Shane nodded, then apparently decided to cross his little Rubicon. He reached over and unbuttoned Hunter’s jeans. Within just a few seconds, he’d unzipped Hunter’s fly and slid his hand inside.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Hunter said. “Just do to me what you want done to yourself.”

Shane pulled down Hunter’s pants, and Hunter’s throbbing boner bounced out. Shane still seemed a little nervous, but then he reached over and started massaging the tip. He teased Hunter’s cock with his fingers, then circled his palm around the piss slit.

“Oh hell yeah,” Hunter said. At first he just seemed to be enjoying the ride, but then he pulled off his shirt and socks, and he kicked away his pants. Then he stretched his naked body, and he lay down on the table. “Stroke my shaft man....”

“Okay,” Shane replied. He moved his hand down a few inches, gripped Hunter’s pole, and started tugging away.

Drew seemed almost entranced. He watched the other two going at it, and as he did, he kept touching himself. Suddenly he said “fuck,” then practically ripped off his clothes. His dick was as rock-hard as Hunter’s, and it pointed straight up in the air.

The rest of us followed Drew’s lead and started undressing too. Chad and I opened our pants and started playing with each other. Ryan took off his shirt, while Marcos pulled down his pants and his underwear.

We now had an awful lot of man flesh around us. The more I soaked in the sights, the more tempted I was. I could only imagine the possibilities before me. I had to force myself to stay on my best behavior—or at least something close to it.

I reached for the snacks, grabbed a big pretzel stick, and offered it to Chad. He seemed to love how phallic it was. He ran his tongue in circles around it, licking off the salt, then took it in his mouth and swallowed.

“You like that?” I asked.

“You know what I’d rather be eating,” he said as he stared at my cock.

“Then maybe we should get you out of the rest of these clothes.”

Chad didn’t need to be told twice. He stripped naked and made me do the same. I wanted to go further, but Chad made me go slow. He seemed to want to draw things out, which I wasn’t about to object to. So I just lay beside him and pressed my bare skin against his.

By now Shane was the only one still fully dressed. He looked almost like a prey animal: he had a helluva nervous expression as he eyed the hungry males around him.

Hunter let Shane rub his cock for a little while longer, then looked up at him. “So,” Hunter said, “why don’t you make yourself comfortable? Like the rest of us?”

“I mean....”

“It’s okay. We’re not gonna see anything we haven’t seen before.”

Shane paused for a moment, then took his hand off Hunter’s dick. He pulled his shirt over his head, and he undid his pants. As he did, I couldn’t help noticing the spot of pre-cum on his briefs.

“Keep going dude,” Hunter said. “Don’t be shy.”

Shane still seemed hesitant, but he slid his underwear down his legs. At first he covered his crotch, almost by instinct, but his hands couldn’t hide the huge virgin cock underneath.

“Now lie down,” Hunter said, “and relax. Let me do the work.”

I couldn’t help thinking of how lucky Shane was. Hunter seemed totally patient with him, taking things one step at a time, and going out of his way to make him feel comfortable. It was pretty much the opposite of what Chad and I had done, at least in the beginning, when we’d fumbled around without a proper teacher.

Now, of course, Chad was much more practiced. He gave me a reassuring kiss, and he put an arm around me. Then he reached over and handed me a beer. He was totally casual about it, as if we were just watching a show—which, come to think of it, we were.

“Okay,” Hunter said. By now Shane was sitting beside him, still looking as nervous as ever. “Now I’m gonna show you what a real man can do.” Then Hunter leaned down and started sucking Shane’s dick.

“Oh fuck,” Shane gasped, and he threw his head back. At first he just sat there, savoring the experience, while Hunter’s head bobbed up and down. But then Shane started to look genuinely surprised, as if he’d never gotten head like this before.

“It’s nice, isn’t it?” Ryan asked.

“Uh-huh....”

“It’s so true,” Chad said. “Guys know what guys like. I’ll tell you, the first time my man went down on me, it was a fucking revelation—”

“Hey!” I said as I coughed on my beer.

Chad’s face dropped. “Was I not supposed to say that?”

I was about to say yes, but then I caught myself. After all, my relationship with Chad had been common knowledge for a while, so I didn’t want to act like it was some dirty secret. TMI was hardly an issue, since we were surrounded by friends, all of us naked and about to have sex. “I-it’s okay,” I finally said, “I mean you know I’m flattered—”

“I’m not shitting you,” he said.

I put my arm around him, and I was about to say something more, but just then Shane let out a primeval noise.

Shane seemed to be having a revelation of his own. He fell back so he was lying on the table. Hunter was licking his balls and playing with his taint; then he lifted Shane’s legs and dove into his crack.

“Oh Jesus....”

“Just enjoy it,” Drew said. “This dude is good at what he does. I would know.”

Shane’s mouth hung open. He looked over at Drew, but he seemed too blitzed to say anything. Hunter’s face was practically hidden from view as he munched away on Shane’s butt; I could only imagine what his tongue must be doing.

“That’s fucking hot,” Marcos said as he gripped Ryan’s cock.

“You want me to do that too?” Ryan asked.

“Maybe in a bit,” Marcos said. “Right now I just need your dick.” And without another word, he put his mouth on Ryan’s cock.

“Oh baby,” Ryan said. “Just like that....”

I put my hand on Chad’s shaft. My gut instinct was to start blowing him too. But he was still taking it slow: he took a sip of my beer, then sat back and took in the sights. I knew how much he loved edging, so I went along with that. I tickled his ballsack a little, tracing his nuts with my fingers, with just enough pressure to set off his nerves.

Drew went over to Shane, and the next thing I knew, the two were making out. Shane was basically in a spit roast, except instead of taking two dicks, he was taking two tongues. He was moaning and writhing with pleasure, clearly enjoying himself. His earlier reluctance was nowhere to be seen.

After another minute of this, Hunter came up for air. “Now,” he said, “do you want to go all the way?”

Shane broke off his kiss with Drew. “Wow,” he said. “That’s already further than I ever thought I’d go.”

“That’s good!”

“I’ve never had a girl want to get near my ass... I mean, even a blowjob can be asking a lot....”

“Well yeah,” Hunter said. “A lot of girls think it’s gross. But as far as I’m concerned... it’s their loss.”

Shane looked at Hunter’s cock. Hunter hadn’t touched himself this whole time, so his rod seemed to be straining for action. “I’m not getting it up my ass,” Shane said.

“You don’t have to,” Hunter said.

“I mean... I’ve always kind of wondered....”

“Well, wonder no more,” Hunter said, as he reached for the supplies. He tore open a condom packet, then rolled the contents onto Shane’s dick. The rubber barely seemed to fit, but he didn’t miss a beat.

Hunter squirted some lube on his hand, then reached behind himself and dabbed it on his hole. Then he climbed on top on Shane, got into position, and lowered himself onto Shane.

It didn’t seem to go as smoothly as he’d hoped. “Oh fuck,” Hunter said. “Shit, that’s big....”

Shane didn’t move. He almost looked like a deer in the headlights. It was hard to tell if he liked this or not.

Hunter’s eyes were shut tight, and his mouth was contorted. “Aw....”

“Here,” Drew said. “I’ve taken big dicks before. Let me show you how it’s done.” And he pushed Hunter aside.

Shane’s dick came free as Hunter plopped down next to him. Drew got up, reached for his pants on the floor, and fumbled for his wallet. Then he pulled out an extra-large condom.

“Woah,” Hunter said. “Are you always this prepared?”

“You know I am,” Drew replied. He pulled off Shane’s original condom, then replaced it with the new one. Then he lubed himself up, squatted over Shane’s cock, and took it inside him.

Shane seemed almost dumbfounded. He looked like he couldn’t believe he was fucking a man.

“Oh yeah,” Drew said as he started bouncing up and down. “You like my ass?”

Shane swallowed. “It’s so tight....”

“For your dick, anything’s going to be tight.” He let out some loud breaths. “But it feels so fucking good....”

“Yeah?”

“You can be rough with me dude. I can take it.”

Shane still seemed a little reluctant, but then he started gyrating his hips, moving in sync with Drew’s ass. Drew closed his eyes and smiled, and he grunted a little.

“I want to do that too,” Ryan said.

Marcos looked up from Ryan’s crotch. “You want to fuck me?”

“Let me see your ass first,” Ryan said.

Marcos did as he was told. He climbed on top of Ryan, and he spread his legs so wide that we could all see his pucker.

“Oh yeah,” Ryan said. “I love fucking that....”

“Lick it,” Marcos said. “Lube up my hole.”

Ryan flicked him with his tongue. I saw Marcos’s sphincter contract; then it loosened up, and it quivered a little. Then Ryan kissed his lover’s boyhole, and Marcos let out a moan.

I finished my beer and looked over at Chad. We were the only ones left who were really just watching. A big part of me wanted to change that—and our raging boners were glaringly obvious—but Chad was still in no hurry.

He licked his lips. “Are you enjoying the show?”

“Y-yeah....”

“Well good,” he said as he traced my thigh with his fingers. “I want you nice and randy when I finish you off.”

“What does that mean?”

Chad kissed me, then smiled. “Just trust me.”

“Oh fuck yeah,” Marcos was saying. “Baby, I want you so bad....”

Ryan’s lips were still busy massaging his anatomy. Ryan could barely let out a mumble: “You want my dick in this ass?”

“I need it,” Marcos said. “Don’t make me wait any longer....”

“What if I want to suck some cock myself?”

“You can suck Hunter’s,” Marcos said.

I felt a surge of adrenaline. Watching other couples was one thing; a full-on threesome or foursome was another. Chad pressed his cheek against mine, and he held me just the way I wanted. He seemed to know exactly what I was thinking, without me saying a word.

“That’s my boy,” Ryan said. He smacked Marcos on the ass, then got up and reached for the lube. “Hunter, get over here.”

“Yes sir,” Hunter said.

Ryan lubed up his cock, and he made his boyfriend get on all fours. Hunter got into position beside them. Then Ryan took Hunter’s cock in his mouth, just as he shoved his own dick into Marcos.

“Oh God yeah,” Marcos said. “Give it to me. Oh fuck!”

Ryan started sucking and pounding away. He had his hand on Marcos’s hips, fucking him doggy-style. Hunter put his hands on Ryan’s head, guiding him around the cock he was sucking.

Drew was still riding Shane like a cowboy. His own dick bucked every which way as he kept slamming his ass into Shane’s pubes. Pre-cum was oozing from his piss slit, and a couple drops had already landed on Shane’s six-pack. “Oh yeah,” Drew said. “You feel so good in my ass....”

“That ass feels good too....”

“Are you getting close?”

“Yeah....”

“Then cum in me,” Drew said. “The same way you would with a girl.”

Shane let out a growl, and he seemed to let his instincts take over. He thrust into Drew, harder this time than ever before, and he started going faster and faster. I could see his muscles tense up, and I could almost sense the pleasure making its way through his body.

“That’s it,” Drew said. “Cum for me dude....”

“Fuck yeah!” Shane yelled as his balls contracted, and he buried his dick in Drew’s ass. His body went into spasms, and his words seemed to catch in his throat.

“Shit,” Hunter said. “That’s gonna get me off too....”

Shane let out a groan, slowed down his pumps, then practically collapsed. “Holy fuck....”

Drew smiled and gave Shane a kiss. “So how does it feel to have your cherry popped like that?”

“Aw damn,” Shane said, like he was still in a daze. Then he went back for another kiss, then another.

“So,” Chad said, “it looks like you get the appeal of this stuff....”

“Oh yeah,” Shane replied.

I was about to say something too, but then Marcos yelped. Ryan was still busy pumping away, but Marcos only seemed to want more. “Baby,” he said, “fuck me harder....”

Shane looked at the others. He was still inside Drew, but he seemed mesmerized by what the threesome was doing.

“Oh fuck!” Marcos yelled, just as he let out a splatter of cum. Then came another rope, then another, all of which soaked into the futon beneath him.

Ryan took Hunter’s dick from his mouth, and he stopped thrusting into Marcos. “Did you enjoy that?” he asked.

“Fuck yeah,” Marcos said. “Damn I love that cock....”

Ryan pulled out of Marcos’s ass. “What do you want to do next?”

“Whatever you want,” Marcos said. “I can get you off however.”

“Well... I mean, I wouldn’t mind getting plowed myself....”

“Wait,” Shane said. “Does it really feel that good? I mean, getting fucked up the ass?”

“It’s called bottoming,” Drew said, “and yes, it really does.”

“I didn’t know you could cum like that. Without touching yourself?”

“It’s all about your prostate,” I said. “The male G-spot.”

“I thought all that hurt.”

“Not usually,” Chad said. “For me it just hurt the first time. It went away pretty quick... and then it felt really good.”

“Good how? Isn’t it like taking a shit?”

“Not exactly,” Ryan said.

Drew put his hands on Shane’s abs. “If you’re up for another round, I can show you....”

“Not right now,” Shane replied. “I just... I dunno, I don’t want to take this stuff too fast.”

“It’s okay,” Hunter said. “We’ve all had a first time. We know what it’s like....”

Drew got up, and Shane’s penis plopped out of him. Shane’s condom was still on, but it was fully inflated with cum. He reached down, pulled off the condom, and threw it aside.

“So Drew,” Ryan said, “did you just say you wanted to top?”

Drew looked over at Marcos. He didn’t seem to know how to respond.

“It’s fine dude,” Marcos said. “As long as I get to be part of it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Remember Cancun?”

Before Drew could say another word, Ryan leaned over and kissed him. Then they started making out, with both their cocks standing at attention.

Marcos turned to the rest of us. “If any of you want to join....”

I looked over at Chad. He gave me a nod, like he was giving his permission. I was tempted to take him up on it, but I decided against it. After all, I was lying with the man I loved, and I was watching my fetish play out right in front of me. Best of all, Chad had already promised to finish me off later—not that I’d ever doubted him—which was what I wanted more than anything.

“I’m good,” I whispered, and I nibbled Chad’s ear. He turned his head just slightly, put his hand on my cheek, and gave me a deep kiss. I couldn’t tell if he was trying to thank me or what: he was breathing heavily, the same way he did was he was especially horny, yet he was also loving and tender.

After a minute, Chad took his lips off mine, though he barely moved an inch. “Oh baby,” he said.

“Do you want to fuck me?” I asked.

“You know I do,” he said. “But first we’ve got some more edging to do.”

“Dude... are you trying to drive me crazy?”

Chad grinned. “You bet I am,” he replied.

By now the others were in a big naked heap. It was almost hard to tell which body parts belonged to Hunter or Ryan or Shane or Drew; they all kind of twisted together. Even Marcos was kind of hard to pick out, his darker skin notwithstanding.

Eventually Ryan stepped back. “Now Shane,” he said, “watch carefully... so you can see how this is done.”

“O-okay....”

“I like doing it on my back,” Ryan said, “at least when I’m the bottom. But everybody’s different, so you’ll want to try it different ways.”

Shane nodded but didn’t say a word. Chad handed him a beer, and he took a seat beside us. Meanwhile Drew put on a condom, while Marcos and Hunter stepped aside. Ryan lay down, spread his legs, and lubed up his hole.

“Now babe,” Ryan said to Marcos, “you know what to do.”

Marcos nodded. He climbed over to Ryan, positioned his body over his face, and lowered his ballsack into his boyfriend’s waiting mouth.

“Oh yeah,” Marcos said. “Suck on it baby....”

Drew held his cock against Ryan’s eager hole. Then he dipped the tip inside.

“Mm,” Ryan mumbled. He obviously couldn’t talk with his mouthful of balls, but he didn’t really need to. He was very clearly enjoying himself.

Drew pressed forward, and his shaft disappeared into Ryan. He got in all the way, then started with his pumping.

Marcos leaned forward and started making out with Drew. Now they were basically in an Eiffel Tower: they caressed each other’s torsos while Ryan savored their nether regions. All three kept their rhythm going like a bunch of seasoned pros.

Apparently Hunter wanted in on this too. He kneeled off to one side, then leaned forward to kiss the others. They welcomed him right into their group. At first Marcos jousted with Hunter’s tongue while Drew kissed his cheek. Then Marcos moved to Hunter’s neck, which freed Hunter to lock lips with Drew.

Ryan groaned with pleasure. He reached down, grabbed Drew’s hips, and pulled him deep inside himself. Then Ryan sped up his thrusts, which forced Drew and Marcos to speed things up too.

“Woah,” Chad said. “That is one demanding bottom.”

Marcos broke off a kiss. “You don’t know the half of it,” he said. “Not that I’m complaining.”

Ryan took one hand off Drew, and he slapped Marcos on the ass. It sounded like a pretty hard smack, and it did leave a red spot. But Marcos just laughed; he’d clearly been though this ritual before.

Drew’s breaths got louder and louder, while he and Ryan went faster and faster. They both seemed really fucking close.

“Babe, I want to see you cum,” Marcos said. “You can do it... just bust that fucking nut....”

Ryan nodded in acknowledgment, but before he could do anything else, Drew went over the edge. Drew’s dick rammed into Ryan’s ass, and they both let out a yelp.

“Oh shit!” Drew said. Then he let off a guttural roar.

Ryan arched his back, and he clamped his legs around Drew’s body. Then he held his breath for a moment, and just as he released it, he shot his load all over his chest. “Fuck!” he gasped as he took his mouth off his boyfriend. “Oh fuck that feels so good! Holy shit!”

“Atta boy,” Marcos said. He got up from his lover’s face, then sat down beside him.

“Jesus,” Ryan said as he tried to catch his breath. “Whew... that was fucking incredible.”

Drew just laughed. “Well, you sure as hell seemed to like it....” Then he pulled out of Ryan’s ass, revealing his full condom.

“Apparently you dug it too,” Hunter said.

“You could say that,” Drew replied.

Marcos turned to Chad and me. “So what about you?” he asked. “You guys still haven’t gotten off—”

“Neither has Hunter,” Chad replied. “I thought he was gonna finish with Shane.”

Hunter shrugged. “So what do you think?” he asked Shane. “Are you up for this?”

“I... I mean, judging by your guys’s reactions....”

“It’s up to you,” Hunter said. “If you don’t want it, I can get off any number of ways.”

Shane seemed to mull over his words. “Well, you’re gonna have to go slow. Remember, I’ve never done this before.”

“Oh believe me,” Hunter said, “I’m not about to forget.”

“I’m just saying.” Shane took a big gulp of beer, then threw away the can. Then he lay back down on the pool table. “All right dude... show me what you can do.”

“Oh fuck yeah,” Hunter said as he practically jumped for the supplies. He got himself ready, lubed up Shane’s hole, and got into position. “Now... try to relax. Your ass will probably try to cramp up. You’ll need to fight that reflex. Do what you can to loosen it up.”

“Okay,” Shane replied.

“You ready?”

“Just do it.”

Hunter did as he was told, and he eased his way in. Shane flinched at first, and his mouth dropped open. “You okay?” Hunter asked.

“Yeah,” Shane said. “Just give me a second.” He barely seemed to move a muscle. He just lay there, flat against the table, while he got used to Hunter’s cock.

The rest of us clustered around them to get a good view. Most of the other guys were touching themselves, even though they’d already cum. Not that I could blame them of course. After all, Shane was a good-looking dude; and it wasn’t every day you saw a boy like that lose his anal virginity.

“Tell me when you’re ready.”

Shane took a couple slow breaths, and he adjusted his body a little. Then he nodded. “Just go easy on me.”

“Fair enough,” Hunter said. He pulled up Shane’s legs so the man’s ass was in the air. Then he started grinding his hips, moving his dick in and out, giving his bottom a nice sensual experience.

Shane seemed to get more and more relaxed with each thrust. Then he let out the words: “Oh wow....”

“Is it starting to feel good?”

“Yeah... I mean, I’ve never felt like this before....”

“And we’re just getting started. Wait till I get to your prostate.”

Shane closed his eyes. His breathing was nice and heavy, and he was starting to moan. I couldn’t help thinking this straight boy didn’t seem so straight anymore.

Hunter started picking up speed, and Shane didn’t stop him. On the contrary, Shane just spread his legs wider. Hunter took that as his cue to start pounding harder.

Shane threw his head back, arched his spine, and curled his toes. He seemed to be enjoying it as much as we’d all hoped. “Oooooooooh yeah....”

By now the other guys were full-on jacking off. Drew was massaging his balls with one hand while he stroked his shaft with the other. Ryan was going slow, like he was savoring the experience, while Marcos just plain pounded away. 

Hunter kept going for about another minute. Then he shifted his body, and he thrust into Shane from a slightly different angle. At first nothing happened, but then he shifted his body again, and Shane immediately responded.

“Wow!” Shane said as his eyes popped open. “Holy shit!”

“You like it?” Hunter asked.

“Oh shit. Do that again!”

“Yeah, that’s it,” Hunter said. “Now get ready.” Then he pounded away from his newfound position.  

Shane’s eyes rolled back in his head, and he gripped the table beneath him. He gasped a few more times, but there was no stopping the inevitable. Finally his body tensed up, and his cum sprayed in all directions.

Drew and Marcos both jumped back. Ryan didn’t move fast enough, so he got a splatter of cum on his thigh. Even Chad and I almost got hit.

“Fuck yeah,” Hunter said as he went over the edge himself. I could practically see his balls unloading their contents. It seemed to be a full-body experience: Hunter dropped his head down, then lifted it back up, and his legs seemed to wobble a little.

By now Shane had finished shooting. “Holy fuck,” seemed to be all he could say.

Hunter was still catching his breath. “You see why we like it?”

“Oh hell yeah,” Shane replied. “That was fucking amazing.”

Chad took my hand and sat up. “Now,” he said, “here comes my favorite part of all.”

“What’s that?”

“You guys are cool and everything... but this is the dude who really gets me hot.” He reached over and gripped my cock.

I was a little embarrassed, but I was so fucking horny, it didn’t seem to matter. I’d been holding off for so long, between our watching and edging and everything else, that I was dying for sex with my man. Now the time had finally come.

Chad whispered in my ear. “I love you baby,” he said.

I couldn’t tell if the other guys could hear, but at that point I didn’t really care. I turned my head, locked my lips against Chad’s, and pressed my body against his. I put my hand on his dick—a full-on grip this time, not just a tease—and I felt the silky wet pre-cum he’d been oozing.

Ryan stepped forward, apparently wanting to join us, but Chad pushed him away. “Easy boy,” he said. “I’ve got a monopoly on this ass. And he’s got a monopoly on mine.”

“I-I.. yeah, that’s cool—”

“You can watch us if you want. The same way we did to you. With this guy, you’re guaranteed a helluva show.”

My heart felt like it was going to pound right out of my chest. I could only imagine how many hormones were flowing through me. The air seemed to blow across my bare skin, which made every square inch of it tingle.

Chad laid me back down on the futon, in the exact same spot where we’d fucked freshman year. I knew we wouldn’t last long, but to be honest, I didn’t really want to. I couldn’t wait to finally make my man cum. “Baby,” I said, “just fuck me. I need that dick so bad—”

“At your service,” he said. He lubed up my hole and his shaft, and he climbed between my legs. Then he leaned down and kissed me while he entered my ass.

“Oh baby,” I gasped. I savored the way his rod opened me up. I felt so complete with Chad inside my body, as if it was all meant to be. It was better than any fetish, any fantasy, or any other guy’s cock. My man knew just how to take care of me, and I could only hope I could do the same to him.

Chad started pistoning away, and I felt his hard, horny cock slide in and out of me. His deep grunts were music to my ears, accompanied by the rhythmic slapping of his skin against mine.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see the other guys jerking off around us. I couldn’t distinguish who was who, and at that point I didn’t really care. I was totally focused on the man I was with. The man I loved. The man I wanted to pleasure more than anyone else.

Chad kept on kissing me, while I wrapped my arms around his torso. His abs were rubbing against my cock, which sent my nerves into a tizzy. I could smell his sweat, mixed in with his breath, which paired just perfectly with the taste of his spit.

By now my balls were boiling away. That gorgeous ecstatic feeling was coursing through my body. I couldn’t wait for it to build to a climax.

Chad adjusted his body, and I felt him hit my prostate. He gave me a powerful jolt, both physically and emotionally, which I could barely even handle. Then he did it again. And again.

“Oh God!” I gasped. “Oh God... oh God... oh GOD!!!” At that point I couldn’t hold back. I surrendered to my body, and within a split second, jizz came gushing out of me. I shot all over my chest, then hit myself in the face, and I even saw a few ropes go somewhere behind me.

“Yeah baby,” Chad said. “Fuck, I love feeling you cum....”

I heard a loud grunt, and I turned just in time to see one of the other Kap Eps get off. I didn’t actually see who it was: I just saw his cock and his hands and a few spots of goo.

Chad’s muscles tensed up, and I felt his cock expand inside me. I saw some more cum appear beside us, but I was hardly paying attention. My eyes were fixed on Chad’s; I was enjoying his orgasm just as much as he was.

Then, at long last, I felt Chad’s juices inside me. His shaft slid in and out of my freshly-lubed hole, and as it did, our bodies made a few slurping sounds. I felt so good, I could barely even move.

It was kind of a trip to think this had been our last time in this house. Considering how long Chad had been living there, we’d done it in his room more times than we could count. But apparently our sex lives had come full circle—at least to a point.

Chad stayed inside me for a minute or two, but finally he got up. That’s when I saw all the messes around us. The other guys were over by the snacks, still naked, with a bunch of stuff strewn in their wake. There was hardly any telling whose cum stains were whose. I could really only identify two: the splooge on my chest was clearly my own, and a few of Chad’s drops had leaked out of my ass. But there were quite a few others, and it was anyone’s guess which had come from me versus Hunter versus Ryan versus Shane versus Marcos. Not to mention the pool table, where a few used condoms had spilled out their contents. The whole room reeked of cum and lube and who-knows-what-else—basically the age-old smell of gay sex.

“Wow,” I said to Chad. “That really hit the spot.”

“That was the idea,” he replied.

I was about to say something more, but then we heard a knock on the door. “Are you guys decent?” came a voice.

“No,” Hunter said, “but come in.”

Luke opened the door and stuck his head inside. “Holy shit,” he said. “It looks like a bomb blew in here.”

“‘Blew’ is a good word to use—”

“Listen... I hate to tell you guys, but Brody’s out front.”

Ryan snorted. “Don’t tell me he wants to join us now.”

“I don’t think so... he looks like he’s drunk. And he’s pissed.”

“Go figure.”

Luke pointed to Chad and me. “He asked for you guys by name.”

I blinked. I could only imagine what Brody might want from us. “What the hell?”

To be continued....