Date: Mon, 5 Dec 2011 18:04:14 -0500 From: Sean Williams Subject: The Trap Chapter 7 The Trap Chapter 7 Colby Fitzpatrick - shirtless, sweaty, and randy - woke up the next morning in a hotel in Boston. From his hotel room, he could see the tower of the Massachusetts State House and the boats in the harbor. He could hear the sea gulls and the ocean air wafted in through a partially-opened window. He felt a chill: being back East reminded him of Princeton - the late night parties, the books, the pussy. The summer was nearly over, but he wasn't quite ready for that back to school feeling: not just yet. But something else was different. Colby sat up in bed. He rubbed his eyes, as he tossed away that early morning grog, and then he felt a strange urge to rub his nipples. And that was when it hit him. Within a few moments he realized that there was a strange weight on his crotch. Colby looked down and noticed that there was a hand down there, groping around, squeezing. "Holy shit!" he said. Suddenly: "Dude, you're up!" "Troy?" asked Colby. He pulled away the heavy down blanket of the bed, and the sheet underneath, revealing a head of messy blond hair and a big grin. "Really, dude? What the Hell are you doing in my room?" "You mean 'our room'." "No, I mean 'my room'! Get out! How did you... how did you even end up in here?" "I told the check-in boy downstairs to give me two copies of your key," said Troy. "I knew I would get lonely all alone in the Presidential Suite so I figured I could jump in your bed in the middle of the night. You were only a hop and a skip away, right down the hall. So..." "I think I can figure out the rest." "I can't believe you didn't hear me creeping into your room last night, bro! You must have been zonked." "Totally zonked. Um... is there a reason why your hand is squeezing the bejeezus out of my cock?" "Dude, I'm so horny," and Troy gave Colby's semi-hard cock a tug. All of the pent up sexual energy from the previous night oozed out with that tug. Troy picked up the precum from the tip of Colby's cock with a finger and brought it to his lip. His eyes met Colby's and he stared into Colby's deep set eyes as his tongue lapped at the cum on his own lip. Troy swallowed. "I can't believe I'm still horny," said Troy, "after last night." "What do you mean 'after last night'? Did we...?" "No, bro," said Troy. "We haven't done anything yet. it's just... before I came over to your room I went downstairs to see what was going on and um... somehow I ended up in an orgy... it was fucking awesome!" "An... an orgy? How does this shit end up happening to you and not me?" "You mean you've never been an orgy?" "Nope." "What about a foursome?" "Isn't that the same thing?" Colby asked, shamefacedly. "Um... no," said Troy. "I'm as dumb as a three-legged horse and even I know the difference between a foursome and an orgy." "Dumb as a three-legged horse? What does that even mean?" "Um... you tell me?" Troy replied. "Dude, you should have told me you wanted to try an orgy. I totally would have woken you up." "No you wouldn't." "Ok," Troy admitted. "No, I wouldn't. Anyway, are you ready to get this party started?" "You mean am I ready to invade Dr. Throckmorton's office and smash your bottom to smithereens? Hell, yeah, my dude!" "Then you better head over to the shower and soap that ass up! Get it nice and ready for me!" Colby laughed. "You're kidding, right? There's no way you're fucking me..." A few hours later, Colby and Troy were standing in front of their hotel, waiting for the driver that Troy had commissioned to come and pick them up. "Look down," said Troy, winking at Colby. "Dude, look down." "Is this like a 'pull my finger!' type of thing?" asked Colby. "I'm too old to fall for that shit." "No, bro," said Troy. "Look at my cock. I'm so hard right now. I don't think I've ever been so hard in my life. This was such an awesome idea." Against all better judgment, Colby Fitzpatrick did indeed look down, where he saw the clear outline of a cock head in Troy's tight-fitting jeans. The jeans showed off Troy's incredible ass and Colby had to admit that he was seriously looking forward to fucking him in the headmaster's office. It might get his mind off of all of the drama occurring almost daily at Fitzpatrick Chemical. "Wow, you really are hard!" and Colby bent his head down towards Troy's crotch to get a closer look. "Colby?" said a voice that grew louder with each passing second. It was the voice of someone approaching. "That voice sounds familiar," Colby whispered, as he stood up straight. "Whoah, is that Rider?" "You know it is, buddy," said a young man of twenty-one, the same age as Colby, now standing squarely in front of them. "What... what were you doing down there?" "What do you mean?" asked Colby. "I wasn't doing anything." "...because it looked like you were sniffing that dude's crotch..." Colby laughed nervously. "Sniffing... sniffing his crotch? What a ridiculous idea! How could you... how could say such a thing, my dude?" "I'm just sayin'," said Rider. "Anyway, what the Hell are you doing in Boston?" Colby inquired. "Well," Rider began, "I finished all my coursework at Princeton this year and so I graduated with this year's class." "Dude, no way?" "Yeah," Rider affirmed. "I thought you knew. Man, we had some awesome times at Princeton. I haven't seen you in months though... I'm here visiting my Dad until my new job starts in New York. You knew my parents divorced, right?" "Dude, no I didn't," said Colby. "That's rough, man. I'm sorry." Colby gave Rider, a 6'5 baseball and basketball standout at Princeton, a warm hug. Rider briefly rested his head on Colby's shoulder and his dark, almost black hair, brushed against Colby's auburn brown mane. Colby barely noticed that Rider, as he was embraced, gave the small of Colby's back a gentle rub, something a little more than friendly. Troy noticed and dramatically raised his eyebrows and suppressed a chuckle. "Well, you know you're welcome to come and stay with me in Cali anytime, Rider," said Colby. "I mean, if you need anyone to talk to or you just need to get away. You didn't even have to call, just come on down." "Thanks, Colby," said Rider. Troy, as he stood watching the two of them, had to note that Rider was a very handsome guy, with a lean muscularity and a sort of calm and distinguished look. He was not Troy's type, necessarily, but he was definitely fuckable. "It looks like the car's here," said Troy, pointing at a big black Escalade with tricked out rims that was just then pulling into the semicircular driveway in front of the hotel. "You hired an Escalade," asked Colby. "Really?" "Dude, I love Escalades! And the company didn't have any Hummers left!" "Well, Rider," said Colby, shaking his head. "It looks like it's time for me to blow this popsicle stand. Later, bro." He gave his Princeton chum another hug. "Call me anytime." "Can do," said Rider. As Colby walked toward the car with Troy, he looked back. He did not turn into a pillar of salt, but his green eyes met Rider's deep brown and a connection of sorts passed between them. During most of the ride to their world-acclaimed prep school, Troy hummed while Colby looked wistfully out of the window. "I have to admit," Colby told Troy at one point, "that I sort of miss boarding school." The car wound along a wooded country road of Massachusetts. "Times were easier then. My parents were still together. My Dad wasn't certifiable. Life made sense. You know what I mean?" "Yeah, I love redheads, too," said Troy. "What?" "Um... what were we talking about?" "Nothing," Colby answered. "Look, we're here!" said Troy, when the gate to the school suddenly became visible. Colby read the gold-lettered sign with relish: "The Cumming-Powers Academy, founded on June 9th, 1869." "It's like coming home," said Colby. "I learned so much here... at the Cumming-Powers Academy," said Troy, agreeing with Colby's general sentiment. It was not long before they found themselves in front of the stately brick Administration Building, where the Headmaster's Office was located. It was summer and school was out. Other than the athletic teams in camp exercising shirtless and tanned on the expansive athletic fields, the campus was deserted. "There's no one here," said Troy, looking in through a window at the darkened hall within. "How are we..." "How are we gonna get in?" said Colby, completing Troy's sentence. "Yeah." "Wow, you really are as dumb as a three-legged horse. Clearly, my dude, we just try the door." Colby turned the door knob and the door swung open. He remembered the way to the Headmaster's Office; he had been there a few times as a prep, mostly for getting caught getting blow jobs by teachers in the locker room, which clearly was no impediment to an admission to Princeton. "I have lots of fond memories here," said Colby, looking around as they walked into the Headmaster's Office. "What the Hell are you doing here?" "What?" asked Troy, turning around and sizing up the newcomer standing in the doorway behind them. "You're not Dr. Summer-Cox!" "No," affirmed the handsome, bespectacled gentleman. "I am Dr. Meoff. Jack Meoff." "Dr. Jack Meoff?" "Yes. Dr. Jack Meoff. And I would like to know what you are doing in my office?" "Your office?" asked Colby. "Where is Dr. Summer-Cox?" "You mean you did not know?" and Dr. Jack Meoff removed his tailored tweed coat, revealing a muscular form with clearly visible pecs and nipples that had been well hidden by the voluminous coat. Troy was clearly surprised by the strong appearance of the new headmaster and instinctively took two steps closer to him. "Unfortunately," Jack continued, "Dr. Summer-Cox died last year in a freak accident. I assume that you are alumni and I am surprised that you did not hear about it." "How did he die?" asked Colby. "He apparently had a massive heart attack while riding a Brazilian rent boy for dear life in the bleachers of the Homecoming Game." "Oh my god. Are you serious?" asked Troy. "Dead serious." "That's kind of hot." "Troy, shut up," said Colby. "You think so?" asked Dr. Jack Meoff. He removed his shirt, revealing a powerful chest accentuated by a layer of brown hair. His prominent pink nipples begged to be sucked until they were full red. The headmaster unzipped his pants and lowered his boxers and a nine inch cock flopped out: and he was not even hard yet. "Holy shit!" yelled Troy. "Why don't you get down here and jack me off," said Jack. "I would rather suck you off," said Troy, removing his shirt. He got down on his knees and opened his mouth, preparing himself for the huge cock before him. He began by licking the headmaster's head and shaft, swallowing the drop of cum that hung below the head. It did not take long for Jack's dick to grow to full size after that and Colby could barely contain his wonder as he watched his fuck buddy of many years Troy open his mouth as wide as he could to accommodate the headmaster's massive cock. Watching the headmaster and Troy pleasure themselves made Colby hornier than he had been in a long time and he instinctively reached inside his shorts for his dick. His hard-on stretched the fabric of his cargo shorts and he had little choice but to unzip and lower his shorts, and set his cock free. Watching Troy and the headmaster also made Colby feel a little left out and so he walked closer to them and smacked Troy's beefy ass a few times. Troy moaned at the slap and arched his back. Troy's ass had a healthy jiggle and his tight pink hole was visible to Colby's perceptive eye. Troy made his hole wink; it seemed to call to Colby. "Fuck me!" it said. "Fuck me senseless!" Colby slapped Troy's ass a few more times. This did not stop Troy from taking the headmaster's massive dick further and deeper down his throat. "I think he rather enjoys being slapped on the bottom," said the headmaster. "Not very many can deep throat my dick like this stud seems able to and he grows better the more you slap his bottom. I have to admit, though surprised, I was very pleased when I spied the two of you in my office. You are both exceedingly handsome. And to think that you chanced to visit the Administration Office on a day when the campus is particularly empty..." "Spare us the dissertation, Einstein," said Colby. "Whaddaya think? Should I fuck him?" "The young man does seem quite anxious to be fucked to smithereens," the headmaster remarked. "Um... I'll take that as a yes," said Colby. He positioned himself behind Troy and spread apart his meaty ass cheeks, reddened by the several slaps applied to his butt, with one hand, while he used the other to slip a jimmy on. Spitting into his hand, Colby lubed up his cock and said "Here I come, Troy," as he slid his long, pulsating cock into Troy's ass. Though Troy definitely was not an amateur when it came to this game, his ass was very tight. "God, you're tight," said Colby. "It's been a while since we fucked, man. I missed this." "Mahh Taaa KUUULLLLBAAAA!" garbled Troy, his mouth full of cock. "What did the young man say?" asked Dr. Jack Meoff. "I think he said, 'Me too, Colby.' We've fucked before." Colby worked his fucking into a steady rhythm and gradually slid the full length of his cock into Troy's ass. The feeling of fucking this tight, beautiful ass was so incredible that Colby steadied himself by lowering his chest down onto Troy's striated back. The headmaster ran a hand through Troy's curly blond hair and tenderly rubbed his cheek and neck as the Harvard stud deep throated his cock. "It approaches," whispered the headmaster. "It... oh, you mean you're going to cum soon," Colby deciphered. "Me too." The headmaster would not be beaten to the punch and he pulled his cock out of Troy's mouth with a loud "slurp". Troy greedily licked his lips and held out his tongue as Dr. Jack Meoff jacked the first drops of cum out onto his tongue. Shot after shot squeezed out and Troy lapped it all up. When he was done cumming, Troy grabbed the headmaster's cock and shoved it back in his mouth, sucking out all of the remaining cum and draining his balls. The headmaster, exhausted, collapsed in a chair. Colby pulled off his condom and Troy turned around and took Colby's throbbing dick in his mouth. "I want it," said Troy. "I want it so bad." Colby, his cock deep in Troy's mouth, unleashed his hot cum and Troy struggled to swallow it all. When Colby was done, he bent down and kissed Troy, getting a taste of his own salty cum. [To be continued] [Please e-mail all typos and comments to the address above, guys. Thanks for all the support!]