Date: Fri, 28 Oct 2005 17:44:48 EDT
From: Heavensforlife@aol.com
Subject: They Say- Chapter 5

	**Standard disclaimer: contains depictions of gay sex**

	They say what goes around comes around. They say, that you get what
you pay for, that no deed is left unpunished. They say that Karma is a
bitch.

	Jesse- I walked out of the office smiling from ear to ear. I
shouldn't have let him stare me down with those sexy eyes. I shouldn't have
let him take my entire dick down his throat. I shouldn't have let him suck
me off until I screamed. I shouldn't have let him bend me over his boss'
desk and eat out my ass. I should not have let him plug me with his huge
boner. I shouldn't have let him fuck me for an hour, giving me the best
pleasure I'd felt in years. None of that should have happened, but it did.
	I walked away feeling two different things. I was, for one, excited
because not only did I manage to screw one of the hottest guys I'd met
since college, I would also be seeing him tonight at the Orientation
Banquet. It wasn't just about fucking around and getting off, even though
we'd already done that. Brooklyn was a guy I could like, seriously. And
because of that, I was also feeling guilty. I wasn't supposed to like
anyone else; I already had someone. I felt like, even though I'd been with
other guys, I was somehow betraying Matt. I felt like being attracted to
someone more than just physically was cheating and that was what I was
doing.
	I analyzed the situation all the way home to my dorm with a smile
on my face. I walked in and was greeted by Denton, sprawled out watching TV
on the flat screen.
	"What's up Zach?" I asked, trying not to appear too happy.
	"Not much, just watching some tunes."
	"Cool. What'd you do all day?"
	"I just hung out here," he said. He noticed me cheesing when I
plopped down next to him on the couch. He looked at me and I desperately
tried not to look at him. Instead, I stared straight ahead at the cartoon
on the screen. I saw him look at me twice, then look back at the television
before adding, "What did you do?"
	"Nothing. I met some teachers and that's all."
	"Who did you fuck?"
	"What?!" my response was as animated as the cartoon character on
the screen. Denton just stared straight ahead, calm as ever, reading me
like a book without even looking at me.
	"Who did you fuck? You have sex written all over your face, not to
mention the fact that you smell like jizz."
	"I didn't have sex with anyone." I got up and started walking to
the room. I stopped short and turned. "I did not have sex."
	"Then why are you walking away? We were just getting to know each
other," he was so fucking coy. "Sit down and tell me about her."
	"There was no her."
	"Then it was a he?"
	"No!" I might have over played that one, because I turned a shade
of red that would make a tomato envious. He hadn't been looking at me the
whole time, but at this outburst when I had to start blushing, he cranked
his neck back to see me.
	"You should really learn how to lie. I learned a lot about you
today Jesse," he said like he knew some secret about me. He stood up and
walking towards me. He stopped right in front of me, surveying my face. I
couldn't tell what he was looking at, but it felt like he was reading my
face. I knew he knew, and I knew my face betrayed my embarrassment. I could
feel my cheeks heat up and turn a bright color of red. He was reading me so
intently; I wondered what he was thinking. I could very well turn around
and walk to my room; that would be a dead giveaway. I couldn't stand there
an let him humiliate me right to my face, THAT would be too
humiliating. Just as I couldn't bare him looking at me any longer, he burst
out in hysterical laughter.
	"You shoulda seen your face. Oh my god, that was priceless. Dude
you were like 'I did NOT have sex with anyone.'" He stopped laughing long
enough to deliver that message, and then resumed his laughter. "Karma's a
bitch dude."
	I had to admit right then and there that he had gotten me back for
laughing my ass off this morning when he fell naked in front of me. The
score: Jesse (1), Zach (1).

	Zach- The whole thing was a bluff, and it was funny to see him
squirm. I couldn't tell if this guy really had been with a guy, but what I
did know for sure was that he had been with someone. The smell of cum,
being one of my favorite smells, was easy to identify when he plopped down
on the couch. Add the dazed schoolboy look on his face and his hesitation
to answer questions and it didn't take an Einstein to figure out he'd been
with someone, but I'd probably harped to hard and misread the guy part.
	He walked away embarrassed, and my payback was complete. It was
late afternoon so I decided to head to the shower to get ready for banquet.
	I went to my room and got my things, and went to the bathroom. I
started out shaving the five o'clock that had started growing on my chin. I
hated facial hair and to keep mine trim.
	Then I went on down my list of metrosexual tendencies. I plucked
those stray hairs, shaved my legs, trimmed the ole bush and tried to rid my
pores of access dirt. I must have been in the bathroom for a while because
before I knew it someone was knocking at the door telling me to hurry up.
	"I'm about to head into the shower. Give me a minute."
	"Dude, it's already like six o'clock. The banquet starts in like
thirty minutes and I still need to shower."
	With that he opened the door and stepped in. The bathroom was
small, so there was really no space for the both of us. He squished past me
to the shower, patted my ass and said "Don't worry, dude, we're all boys
here." I think he could sense my nervousness because he gave me a slight
grin as he stepped in and turned the water on without closing the
curtain. I stared into the mirror, desperately trying to avoid looking over
at the shower, because I knew that my cock wouldn't be able to control
itself at the site of my naked, beautifully tan roommate.
	"Dude, you better step in here or you won't have any time to
shower."
	I didn't know what I could do. Do I share the shower with this guy
and risk an embarrassing situation, or I do just wait for him to finish and
risk showering. He pretty much made the decision for me because he reached
over, pulled my towel off, leaving me naked. He then splashed me with the
warm water.
	"Come on dude," he said, urging me in.
	The problem was, coming was exactly what I was afraid
of. Nervously, I walked to the shower and got in front of him so that I was
in the direct spray of the water. We rotated for a while, me rinsing and
him lathering, me lathering and him rinsing for a few minutes. I had shared
showers before in gym and stuff, but nothing like this. We were constantly
touching each other. At one point, he was rinsing and he turned around to
do his back. We were so close that I felt my cock come in contact with
his. He just smiled at me and apologized as I turned a bright shade of red
and turned away. The thing that was strange was the fact that he wasn't
embarrassed of turned off by the contact, in fact he seemed to like it.
	I just went about doing my think and was almost finished. Jesse was
finishing up to, I could think, but he reached around my body to pick
something up from behind me. I felt his hand rub against my ass as he
searched for whatever it was he was looking for. I couldn't tell if he had
done it on purpose or not, but my cock sprang up at this contact. I know he
noticed it, even though he didn't say anything at first. I didn't want to
act weird or anything so I just kept on rinsing the soap off my body.
	A second later he leaned really close to me and whispered in my ear
"You have a great ass."
	I blushed, not knowing how to react. I mean, I knew he was coming
on to me, but I didn't know what to do or say. I decided not to say
anything and let him stay in control of the situation. He leaned in closer,
pressing his chest against my back.
	"You have a hard body too. I like that." He was breathing heavily
against me. I wanted to around and kiss him, but instead just pushed back
against his body. I decided that there was no one this was one of his
little jokes, and that he really must have been into me. I moaned as I felt
his cock, rock hard, push up against my ass.
	"I love your ass. I want it. I want you babe," he whispered
erotically into my ear. I was so hot then that my cock stood straight up. I
turned my head back so my ear was next to his mouth. He purred in my ear,
whispering dirty things to me. He reached around me and grabbed my cock,
forcing me to moan out loud again. He pulled my cock around so that I was
facing him, faces inches apart. He leaned in close and asked me "Do you
want this dude?"
	I could barely make out the words, but I managed to respond, "Yeah,
I do."
	"Are you sure?"
	"Positive."
	"What do you want?"
	"You."
	"You want me babe?" he was teasing me, keeping his mouth inches
away from mine. I was looking straight into his eyes, enjoying every second
of it.
	"Yeah."
	"How bad babe?"
	"Bad," I said. I tried to lean in to his face, but he leaned back,
keeping his lips away from mine. I was agonizingly hard and I desperately
wanted him.
	"Real bad?"
	"Real bad."
	"Tell me again."
	"I want you really bad." Then it happened. He released my cock and
stepped backward smiling.
	"That's all I wanted to hear."
	The score was Jesse (2) Zach (1) as I watched him exit the
restroom, dripping wet and impossibly naked.

	Denton- I drove out to Highland to look for Neiman's. My mom had
made it a point to find all of the upscale, well to do shops and eateries
before sending me down to school. I new Neiman's was the place where
everyone who was anyone in Dallas shopped, so that's what I searched for as
I was driving.
	I called Jamey, but she didn't pick up so I decided to call her
back later.
	I pulled into the shopping district, found a valet and gave them my
keys.
	I needed something that would attract attention tonight at the
banquet. My saleswoman was incredibly hot. For forty-five minutes, I forgot
about Jamey and concentrated on getting this salesgirl's digits.
	I left the store, two hours later, with a new pair of flat front
slacks, a crisp dress shirt and an expensive designer tie and a phone
number.
	'I wouldn't mind trying her on,' I thought as I got in my car.

	Charles- It took me all of twenty minutes to get ready for the
Orientation Banquet, but for some reason I was still late. I found a seat
next to Jesse, Zach and Denton and we talked, getting to know each other
for a while before the food was served.
	Zach was a little aloof, to say the least. He was constantly
nervous about something, blushing at least three times a minute. Someone
mentioned sex and this guy squirmed. I honestly wondered weather or not
he'd ever even been with someone. He was cute though, and was dressed
immaculately crisp in his starched khakis, sweater vest and fedora hat.
	Denton was quite and reserved, but I had a feeling that would
change when the bar opened. He was incredibly hot and dressed in designer,
looked like money. He made it a point to mention his car and his girlfriend
at every turn of the conversation. I knew he'd be pledging some frat soon,
so I didn't even get attached. If he wanted some, he'd have to approach me
for it.
	Jesse was an interesting guy. He was damn sexy and I loved how hot
and heavy he was in bed. I didn't understand the sudden decision of loyalty
toward his boyfriend though, but whatever. I'd crack his code sooner or
later, but in the mean time, I had plenty of options at the pool.
	I sat there thinking about my two recent escapades since I arrived
at school. Today's had been hot, but yesterday's with the hot stranger at
the pool was something else. He was gorgeous and had an amazing cock. I
rode that thing like there was no tomorrow; I'd so hit that again. Too bad
I didn't get his name. I was hoping he'd be here tonight and I'd be able to
talk to him, maybe hook up another date or something.
	The banquet began with an introduction of the staff that would be
serving the freshman class this year. The department heads all stood and
gave a little speech.
	We heard from the head of the athletics department, theatre
department and student government.
	Next they introduced the TA's that we would be acquainting in the
coming weeks. Rather than introduce them one by one, they all stood up from
their seats and gave the freshman class an encouraging once-over.
	That's when I saw him. He was at the third table next to the head
of the English department. He was standing, surveying us, as his eye
stopped at our table. I smiled at him and he smiled back, giving me a
wink. I winked back.
	The food came and the conversation slowed as the entire banquet
hall settled down for the catered meal. I sat, talking to my roommates,
enjoying the chance to get to know each other when I noticed Brooklyn stand
up to go to the restroom. I looking around, trying to find the right time
to excuse myself when I heard Jesse say, "I'll be right back, guys. I need
to go the restroom."
	I watched him stand up and follow Brooklyn into the restroom.

	Jesse- I saw him stand up with the other TA's as they were
introduced. He looked so sexy, standing there with his suit and tie. He
winked at me and I winked back and turned my head toward the restroom.
	He understood my message, because minutes after the food was set,
he got and walked to the bathroom, with me in toe a few steps behind him.
	"We don't have much time," I whispered, loosening his tie.
	"Don't worry, dude. It won't take me long to get in and let go." We
were all over, kissing, touching and ripping clothes off. My pants were
around my knees as he bolted me against the door, pushing his entire weight
against mine a passionately heavy kiss. I felt him reach around and secure
the bolt on the door, ensuring we had the privacy we needed.
	He was true to his word and didn't waste any time. Before I could
say dick, he had his hard cock out and had me bent over the bathroom sink
was on his knees loosening my hole with his tongue. I could feel him insert
two fingers at time, at first uncomfortably stretching me out, but then
fingering my hole to pleasure places unknown.
	I loved the feel of his long, hard fingers working my hole around,
but I was ready for more. I wanted his cock inside of me.
	Its like he could read my thoughts because the next thing I knew,
he was standing over my bent ass, and inserting his cock into my loose
hole. I felt it pass my pleasure spot on its way to places that no one has
ever seen.
	He started off at a healthy pace, not wanting to waste time. It
wasn't long before he was plowing in me. I fought the urge to scream as I
felt his body slam against me over and over.
	He slammed my ass for a few minutes, fucking me harder than I had
ever been fucked. It felt so raunchy, so kinky, doing it with all of my
future classmates feet away from me.
	"Aggggghhhh...dude, I love you ass. Its so tight... o
yeah... aghhhhhh... I'm about to cum babe."
	I didn't want him to explode in my ass, so stood up, and pushed him
back. I kneeled down and took his cock in my mouth and sucked it as hard as
I could. Before I knew it, he was squirting his seed down my throat. I
tasted every drop as it went into my mouth, filling me with his salty/sweet
taste. I loved it. It took as minute to realize where were and the need to
hurry up and get dressed.
	Within a couple minutes he left the room. I followed a minute later
with a smile on my face and a piece of gum in my mouth.

	Zach- I thought the whole thing was strange. I'm not a fan of
banquet type situations, and even skipped my prom halfway through to make
out with the President of the Decorating Committee (believe me, we had more
fun.)
	So when the fourteen almost identical looking men dressed in
identical black suits, it just added to the strangeness for me. Everyone
was in total awe of this band of guys, dressed sexily in all black,
clean-shaven, standing tall and commanding attention. They entered single
file and stood by the left wall, surveying the new class of freshman. I
could see some of the girls (and guys for that matter) grin at them as they
scanned the room. They were there for a minute, tops before they
immediately, and choreographically, spread out dropping business card sized
letters on different place settings. The guys that had cards set next to
them grinned widely as they opened them. The entire ordeal lasted no more
than a couple of minutes. No one spoke during the passing of the cards,
simply observing.
	I have to admit, I was secretly hoping one of the suited sexy guys
would drop a card on my place setting, but I knew my chances were
slim. There were a couple hundred freshmen in the banquet hall, and each
guy had two cards, making a total of fourteen.
	My hopes rose as I saw one guy with shoulder length hair, slicked
back in a tight ponytail, and piercing blue eyes under square frameless
glasses that must have cost a fortune, approach our table. I nearly gasped
as he walked up to my table, stopping feet from my chair and surveyed our
table. I was awe stricken by his presence, almost majestic in quality. He
paused for only a second, a brief tense second, before dropping a small
card directly in front of Denton Ryan.

	Charles- The whole ordeal was a bit over-dramatic and
over-produced. I mean really, who invites fresh members into their secret
frat by attending a freshman banquet in matching suits and grim, somber
faces.
	I sat there watching the pathetic procession when I felt something
creep into my crotch. No one noticed the surprised look on my face because,
from what I saw, they were all watching these Magician-looking Armani
models pass out little card invitations.
	The hand that had so rudely violated my space slowly began circling
around my crotch, searching for what I assumed to be cock. I let out an
inaudible moan when they touched the spot. They were rubbing their palm
against my clothed cock, making it grow in its cage right there under the
table.
	I looked to my left and saw Jesse give off a sly smile. The guy had
been frisky and fresh all evening, something that confused me after his
declaration this morning, but whatever, I was still getting a hand job out
of it.
	I was worried about being noticed because the men in black were
busily stealing everyone's attention, so when I just sat back and enjoyed
the service.
	Jesse knew what he was doing as he worked his palm around my
cock. He slowly used his fingers to find my button, undid it and reached
his hand inside my pants.
	His warm hand was working wonders to my hard cock, straining to
free itself from the confines of my slacks and underwear. Jesse didn't mind
the barrier though, he just plowed ahead, working my cock to pleasures
unknown.
	There was something about being in a public place with people all
around that made this the kinkiest, rawest hand job I had ever had. It
wasn't long before my eyes glazed over, and I was working hard not to make
any noises.
	The procession finally finished, so I assumed Jesse would stop his
fondling as everyone was getting back to the conversations at their tables,
but he just kept right on. I was trying hard to keep up with what the other
guys sitting with us were saying. Of course Denton wasn't talking because
he was busy studying his invitation, and Zach wasn't talking, probably
because he was sad for not getting one.
	Instead of backing up, Jesse went further. He unzipped my pants and
lowered my boxers, pulling my cock all the way out under the table.
	"College sure looks like its going to be a handful," he said across
the table, soliciting laughs from everyone around... if they only knew.
	I was struggling to keep my composure as Jesse continued pleasuring
me under the table. Jesse was going to town, using my precum as lube going
up and down my cock, pausing sometimes to slow down the pace. I could feel
little sweat beads form on my forehead as I got closer and closer to
shooting my load. Everyone was carrying on as normal, if they only knew
what was happening under the table. I was so close, I almost gasp when I
suddenly heard Jesse erupt in a fit of coughing. Everyone turned to look at
him, asking if he was ok, but he kept coughing, louder and louder.
	That's when I moaned out loud, quietly, and shot my load god knows
were. The orgasm lasted a few seconds, and as soon as I was sufficiently
composed, Jesse stopped his coughing, picked up his napkin and excused
himself to the restroom, to wash his hands.

	Yes, they say that for every action, there is an equal and opposite
reaction. They say that no act goes without punishing. Karma, they say, is
a real bitch.

	I hope ya'll are enjoying the story so far. Feel free to drop me a
line at Heavensforlife@aol.com.