Date: Sun, 21 Nov 2021 07:38:10 +0000 (UTC) From: college guy just a Subject: Plenty of Time for Fun Chapter 12: No Time to Think It was all a blur. One minute, Archie had been sitting in Perks with Van, having the best time talking to him, and now, just a short walk later, he was on his hands and knees in a frat house, with Van's dick in his mouth and the face of an incredibly hot frat boy buried in his ass, tonguing his hole. This couldn't be real, could it? Any second now, Archie would wake up. He'd open his eyes and find himself in his dorm room, staring at his roommate Isaac, deep into hour 143 of his gaming experience. "You got a sweet little ass, man," Beau pulled back with a grin and smacked Archie's ass cheek lightly. "You want more than my tongue up there, right?" "God yes," Archie groaned, taking his mouth off of Van's dick for moment. Please, please, don't let me wake up before the good part, he prayed silently, as he started sucking again. Van smiled down at the eager redhead, glad that this was happening for him. He seemed like a nice guy and it was time he got the chance to experience gay sex outside of anonymous dicks sliding under bathroom stalls. It was the best possible introduction to real sex, too, Van reflected, his eyes once again drinking in Beau's muscular perfection. The frat boy stood up and ran one hand through his blond crew cut while slapping his cock against Archie's ass with the other. Beau looked into Van's eyes and grinned. "You okay with me hitting this ass before you do? He is your date, after all." Van smiled back. "As long as you fuck me, too." "Plenty to go around, boys," Beau grinned, slapping his thick cock against the palm of his hand. Beau moved over to his dresser and pulled out a bottle of lube and a condom as Van watched, a shudder of pleasure running down his spine from the surprisingly expert blowjob he was receiving. "You're really good at that, Red," Van murmured, smiling down. Pulling his mouth off, but continuing to stroke Van, Archie looked up at him. "You've got a great dick." Archie's southern accented voice was accompanied by a blush that Van was finding increasingly sexy. Archie began to swirl his tongue around the head of his cock as Van watched Beau tear open the condom and slide it over his seven and a half inches. As Beau moved towards them, lubing up his cock, Van's eyes registered a sudden movement behind him at the door to the room. He just had time to note Jake's face, flushed with a look of rage, before the door crashed all the way open and slammed against the wall. *** Jake had followed Beau and the two guys from Perks back the the frat house, keeping a careful distance from them. It was obvious to Jake what was going to be happening once they got to the privacy of Beau's room, but what was less clear to him was how he felt about that. There was an unsettling mixture of jealously toward the two guys, anger at Beau for some reason he couldn't quite pin down, and flat out arousal that he couldn't deny to himself, not with his cock half hard in his pants just from following them and seeing the covert touches Beau was giving both guys right there on the street. After watching them head inside, Jake made himself wait a full five minutes outside, just to be safe. There was always the chance another brother would be downstairs, delaying Beau and his guests from their goal, but with the party at Kappa tonight, Jake doubted there would be many guys around until much later. This was confirmed when Jake unlocked the door and went inside to discover complete silence. There didn't seem to be anyone there at all. He made his way up the stairs stealthily, as if he was there to burglarize his own frat house. The upstairs was just as quiet, and Jake walked past his own room, where he'd spent very little time since the night that he'd let Harry Potter fuck him, the night that had ended with Beau's cock in his ass for the first time as well. Two doors beyond his own, Jake stopped and, after a guilty look up and down the hallway, placed his ear up against Beau's door. Nothing. The fucking doors were too solid in this old mansion turned frat house. He stood there for a minute or two, his heart pounding. Fuck it. If they saw him, he was just a brother coming to talk with another brother, shocked by what he'd walked in on. Jake tried the handle, and got a bit of a thrill when it turned silently in his hand. He just needed to open the door a fraction of an inch, just enough to hear. What he heard was Beau's voice, sounding all deep and sexy. "You got a sweet little ass, man. You want more than my tongue up there, right?" Fuck! Jealousy and lust coursed through Jake, in a battle against each other for supremacy. "Gawd yes." That voice was Southern. The red head, or the dude Jake thought he had a class with? "You okay with me hitting this ass before you do? He is your date, after all." Beau again, and lust had taken the lead, Jake's cock straining painfully against the fabric that confined it. "As long as you fuck me, too." Jake's head jerked back. That voice. He'd know that voice anywhere, he'd heard it on the phone often enough, not to mention in his own room, hovering over his blindfolded face and saying things like "Feels great, doesn't it? Now do you get it? Now do you see why gay guys like this?" Harry Potter. With Beau. One of those guys was his mystery tormentor! Jake's mind ran through the messed up stuff he'd suffered through, starting in his history class. The class he was pretty sure he shared with the guy who was in there right now with Beau. Was he Harry Potter? It would make sense that it was someone in that class, he'd thought so at first, until things had become even weirder. Those pictures of Jake that somehow existed, showing him in a bathroom stall with a redhead's cock in his mouth! The pictures that his tormentor had sent to Jake's own brother, the pictures he'd blackmailed Jake into sex with. If the redhead in Beau's room wasn't Harry Potter himself, he was definitely in on it, too. They were all in on it together. The betrayal from Beau made Jake want to puke, and cry, and beat the ever living shit out of someone. No, not someone. Three people. Right now. Jake kicked the door open took a step inside, his hands clenched into fists and tears stinging his eyes. "Jake, what the fuck?" Beau jumped and turned toward the door, his condom clad hardon sticking straight out, glistening from the lube he'd been applying. Jake's eyes moved towards the other two, taking in their positions. The redhead's ass was facing the door, so it was obvious he was the southern accented one Beau had been about to fuck. Which made the guy from his class, who was staring at him with wide eyes, dick still buried in the other guy's mouth, his tormentor. "Hi Harry. I'm going to fucking end you." *** Van operated on pure instinct. There was not much conscious thought he was aware of, just a flash of self preservation. Almost in slow motion, he looked down from Jake's furious face to his own wrist as he raised it and reached for his watch. He saw Archie pull his mouth away from his cock and start to turn his head toward the intruder. Van spun the nob on the side of his watch backward as Jake moved toward him and a confused looking Beau started to step between his frat brother and the two guys he'd brought home from Perks for a night of fun. Van felt the now familiar sensation of a dizzy spell, followed by a tingling sensation that rushed across his body. When he opened his eyes, he was standing just outside his dorm room, fully dressed. He looked down at the watch. He hadn't had a chance to pick how far back he was going to go, he'd just turned the nob without thinking. Looking at the time, Van saw that he'd gone back about an hour and a half, to the time when he'd been leaving the dorm to go and meet up with Red at Perks. Turning back to his room, Van slipped inside. "Fuck, that was too close." Van sat down on his bed to think. On the one hand, he'd avoided being killed by Jake, who had obviously figured out that he was 'Harry Potter', the magical being who had wrecked havoc on Jake's life recently. On the other hand, he'd cheated himself, and poor Archie, out of a hot threesome. Was there any way he could go forward with the evening, still meet up with Red and Beau, but somehow keep Jake out of the equation? His dick most definitely wanted him to find a way, but... A chill suddenly ran down Van's spine. Red. Had they been touching each other when Van used the watch? Van was sure he remembered seeing Red pull his mouth away from his dick, and both of Van's hands had been removed from Red's head to raise the watch and turn back time, but what about Archie's hands? Had they still been clutching Van's bare ass? "Fuck, fuck, fuck." Van jumped up and ran for the door. He had no idea if Archie had been touching him or not. He knew that if someone was touching him when he froze time, they remained unfrozen, too, but did it also work that way when he turned back time? Van had no clue. His Grandpa Sam's letter hadn't even mentioned that function of the watch, and it certainly wasn't anything Van had ever tested out. The only way he'd know for sure was to get to Perks and hope that Archie was there to meet him as planned, with no clue that they'd already done this once. *** "I got an all nighter here," Isaac nodded towards his game, "I can't leave the room. Take her back to her room if you're gonna fuck her. Or, I guess you can do it here and I'll try not to look. Depends on how hot she is." Archie stumbled backwards, feeling dizzy and nauseous. He opened his eyes and stared at his roommate in shock. "What?" "I can't stop playing to give you the room. So, find somewhere else to fuck her brains out. Or don't mind me playing while you get freaky." Archie sat down on his bed, staring at his roommate with his mouth hanging open. "How did I get back here?" Isaac spared him a quick glance and then looked back at his game. "You high, man? Share that shit if you are." This didn't make any sense. He'd had Van's dick in his mouth, and Beau was going to fuck him. That hadn't been a dream. In spite of what he'd thought at the time about waking up from it, he knew it was real. Then there'd been a bang and someone said they were going to end Harry, whoever the hell that was. He'd been turning to see what was going on when he'd felt dizzy and strange, and now... he was back in his room with Isaac. Was he losing his mind? "I left, right? I told you my date was a guy and that he adorable, and then I left. Right?" Archie asked, feeling a bit desperate. "Your date is a guy?" Isaac paused his game and gave Archie the exact same look that he remembered him giving almost two hours before. What the hell was going on? "You're a homo? For real?" Isaac asked. Archie ignored him and pulled out his phone. Holy shit. He'd looked at his phone as they walked into the frat house, but now it was earlier. It was the same time it had been when he'd left to go and meet Van at Perks. "What the hell is going on?" Archie asked out loud. "You tell me! You really a knob gobbler, or are you just fucking with me?" Isaac accentuated the question by grabbing his own crotch obscenely. Archie ignored him, jumping up from the bed and slamming the door behind him. He hurried across campus towards Perks, a lot faster than he had the first time he'd gone. As he went, he checked the giant clock he could see in the distance on the Admin building and it seemed to confirm that his phone was accurate about the time, which meant the last two hours had only happened in his own mind. Either that, or he'd just become the world's first time traveler, and which was more likely? Archie walked through the door of Perks and glanced around, feeling a strong sense of Deja Vu. There was a group of seven or eight people talking loudly together in one corner of the room and a few of the other tables were occupied with couples or individuals with books or open laptops. A hot barista came out from the curtained off area behind the counter and walked over to the register. "What can I get you?" Archie stared at the dark haired beauty he'd seen twice before, once in a bathroom stall on the day he first met Van, and once two hours ago at this same moment. "Did you want something?" Nick the barista asked again as Archie continued to stare at him. Behind him, Archie heard the bell on the door tinkle and said quietly to himself "Hi Baby!" at the same time Nick said those same words to the blonde who had come through the door. "Marcus will be right with me," Archie muttered softly. "Marcus, customer!" Nick yelled over his shoulder. "He'll be right with you, man." If Archie had somehow lost his mind and imagined two hours that had never really happened, then why was everything happening just like it had in the 'hallucination'? As Nick and the blonde girl started to make out at a table, Archie turned towards the bathroom. This was when Van would come up to him and make the comment about blondes being Nick's type, whether they were female or male. Archie waited, eyes on the bathroom door. That's where Van had said he'd come from, Archie remembered, but there was no sign of him. "Can I get you something?" The barista with clunky glasses and a bad haircut, the one Archie and Van had ordered from, was waiting at the counter. Where was Van? Everything else was the same. "No, thanks. I'm waiting for someone," Archie said. He sat down at the table he'd shared with Van, wondering if he was truly losing it, or if there was something else going on. His mind went back to the day he'd met Van, how he'd seemingly just appeared in that bathroom stall and then later disappeared from the elevator. Now this. There had to be some connection. "Hi Red. Been waiting long? Sorry, I got a bit held up," Van slid into the seat across from him and smiled. Archie had been so lost in thought that he hadn't heard the bell on the door tinkle. Archie smiled weakly and then nodded his head toward Nick and his woman. "It's always so weird to see guys from the library around campus." Van glanced over at them. "I guess blonde is his type, no matter the gender. A lot of guys go to the library for, uh, the service, I think. Gay, straight. Guys are horny." Archie smiled at him, his mind working. This was all very similar to earlier, with slight differences only where Van was concerned. Why hadn't he already been there before Archie, in the bathroom, like before? There was only one way to be sure, he decided. If Beau showed up in about forty minutes, he'd know that he wasn't crazy and that somehow he'd gone back in time. In the meantime, he'd try and chat with Van like he had no idea they'd already done all this. After about ten minutes of talking, Van suddenly grabbed his hand and smiled. "Archie, you seem like a great guy. I'd like to be friends, and I mean friends with benefits. Just casual, if you're up for that?" That hadn't happened until later in the conversation last time, Archie remembered. He hadn't really had a chance to answer because that first frat guy had come in and distracted them, followed closely by Beau. "That sounds great to me," Archie said. "Excellent. What do you say we get out of here and go back to my dorm room?" Archie raised his eyebrows. By his calculation, they still had about half an hour before Beau walked in. Archie wasn't sure what to do, but the way Van was looking at him was causing a stirring in his pants. "What about your roommate?" "I think he had plans tonight, but if he's there, we can figure something else out. I know your room is out, but-" "Why?" Archie quickly interjected. "What?" Van looked taken aback by the slightly aggressive tone in Archie's voice. "Why is my room out?" "Your roommate and his surgically attached game controller, remember?" Van smiled. Archie smiled back. "Thank God." "Huh?" "I'm not losing my mind after all. We didn't talk about my roommate this time, Van. We talked about him the first time we did this, before Beau showed up and took us back to his frat house for a threesome." The color seemed to drain out of Van's face as he stared at Archie. "What- I don't-" Van stammered. "C'mon, Van. Don't fuck with me. I thought I'd have to wait until Beau showed up to prove to myself that I'm not insane, but you did that for me. Want to tell me what the hell is going on?" Van nodded slowly and looked down at his watch. "Okay, Red."