Date: Thu, 20 Feb 2020 05:29:37 +0300 From: Under Jug Subject: Latchkey Gangbang - Gay/Adult Youth Latchkey Gangbang by Underjug MMMM/b, group, jock, oral, anal, mast ********** IF YOU ENJOY THIS STORY, SUPPORT NIFTY! HELP THE SITE TO REACH THEIR GOAL THIS MONTH! Support Nifty in any way you can so we don't lose this wonderful, free archive. Visit: http://donate.nifty.org/ Thanks to all who email with nice things to say. I also post my stories at the AlltheFallen and 3DBoys sites. ********** Little Jesse hurried home to beat the storm and arrived at his townhouse complex. The towheaded boy with soft blue eyes and light rosy cheeks made it to his front door. Brushing his longish hair away from his face, he dug around for a key in his right pants pocket. Usually it was there, but this time it wasn't. DARNIT! His mom was going to be so mad. It was just the two of them, and she was constantly reminding Jesse how she needed him to be reliable. Especially since he was already in the fourth grade and shouldn't be losing keys as often as he did. But here he was again. No key in his other front pocket. No key in his back pockets. No key in the inside pocket of his hooded poncho. Jesse would have to do what he'd done last time. Go next door to wait. Because he certainly couldn't call his mom again. Twice already she'd had to step away from work to let him into the house when his key was misplaced, and he ended up grounded each time for a whole week. He might have to ask the neighbors for something to eat, since his mom usually arrived by nine. But when Jesse went to the house on the left, no one was home. Raindrops were pattering on his head, so he pulled up the hood of his poncho and darted to the other neighbor's place. No answer there either. The rain was coming down now. Jesse looked across the street to the townhouse with the four college guys. There was a light on in the kitchen and some movement could be detected. Jesse had never been over to their bachelor pad, since older teens tended to treat kids like him as a pest. With no options left, however, Jesse made a mad dash across the street. He nervously rang the doorbell. Zack looked up from the kitchen table with bloodshot eyes. "Holy shit, dudes. Gangbang Jenny is a show." It seemed the chick was early. Zack checked his watch, only to realize he didn't have a watch. Jamar smiled as he put his phone on mute. "Well, fuuuuuuuuuuuck. Here we go with Gangbang Jenny." "She's here? Gangbang Jenny is actually here?" asked Alonso as he flew into the room, tossing a jersey for Zack to put on while slipping into one himself. "Gonna get me some Gangbang Jenny," Rocky exclaimed as he poked his head out from the bathroom, toweling off his freshly shaven face. The four of them all played collegiate soccer. After failing to get into any organized fraternity, they'd decided to room together in a townhouse that Zack's parents had decided not to flip. Zack-who worked part-time as a bouncer at a club-was known for his rugged handsomeness, easygoing charm, and modern Elvis 'do accented with red streaks. He was the unspoken leader who had come up with the plan for a gangbang a few months ago. At least two of the other three frat brothers were instantly into it. They would find some hot, willing babe online who wanted to be used like the whore she was by a bunch of horny college studs. Rocky was probably the most excited by the idea. At 20, he was a year older than the others and a year behind in his studies as a result of his hard partying and his quest for the perfect six pack. Rocky liked to think of himself as the resident expert, but the truth was he could be dumb as a post. The one who had to be talked into the gangbang was Jamar. With gorgeous high cheek bones and purple frosted tips, the African-American hunk turned heads everywhere he went on campus. But Jamar was secretly bi and worried he wouldn't be able to control himself with a roomful of naked men. For years he had fantasized about plunging his monster cock into a dude's ass but just hadn't had the courage to go through with it. Then there was Alonso. He was second-generation in a family originally from El Salvador. With forefathers as soldiers, Alonso inherited a naturally developed physique. His skin was milk chocolate and he had a mop of gorgeous curls. Like their de facto leader, he sported a light pattern of chest hair underneath his shirt. Alonso had been the designated baker to make pot brownies for the gangbang. Unfortunately, he was already high when he got around to making them and decided it would be a smart idea to up the dosage to guarantee everyone had a good time. The diminished mental state of the four frat brothers promised to derail their evening, when it had taken so long to make the gangbang a reality. Zack was getting paranoid that a bunch of slobbering apes would freak out their female guest. "Listen up..." began Zack as he headed to the door. Alonso simply snickered. Momentarily caught up in the unknown joke, Zack joined him but then shook his head. "We're not gonna call her that and scare her away." The other dudes couldn't help but chuckle. "Hey! I'm serious!" exclaimed Zack. For a brief moment everyone sobered up. "We're gonna be on our best behavior. We are gonna treat this bitch like gold. So when you greet Jenny, do not call her that." "Call her what?" asked Jamar. Zack drew a blank. His mind was getting fucked up again. "Hell if I know." He opened the door to find Jesse standing in his poncho. The sweet-faced youngster looked up at the stoned older teen and set about explaining himself. "Hi. Um..." "Heeeeeyyyyyyyyy," smiled Zack. "Jenny, good to see ya. C'mon in, is it raining?" He put a gentle hand on Jesse's shoulder and ushered what he thought was a cute diminutive chick into the pad. "It-It's Jesse," said the boy as he stood in the foyer, a bit disoriented. "What's that?" inquired Zack, tripping balls again. "I'm Jesse." Zack sucked in air as he led the boy upstairs. "Oh, shit, I'm sorry. JESSE." The boy was led into the kitchen. Jamar smiled. "Hey, Gangbang Jenny." Zack corrected him. "JESSE." "Oh," replied Jamar. He blinked in confusion. "I was pos-a-tive your online profile said 'Gangbang Jenny.'" Jesse stood there nervously. But Alonso, ever cordial, straightened out his frat buddy. "It's JESSE." Rocky piped up. "Jesse. We're just glad you showed." Jesse's face brightened. "You are?" "Totally!" nodded Zack. "We been looking forward to you coming over for a while," smiled Alonso. Jesse blushed at how nice these adult boys were being to him. He had no idea they were interested in hanging out with a kid. "We tried arranging this kinda thing before," explained Jamar. "But you're the first one who actually..." His mind went foggy. "Damn, I be sketched out..." The frat brothers laughed. Jesse, not wanting to be left out, laughed along with them. Zack took charge. "I'm Zack. Silky brown there's Alonso. The sketched-out guy..." Everyone snickered. "...he's Jamar. Other dude's Rocky." The college boys waved and Jesse meekly and politely said hello to them. As Jamar took another stab at explaining to Jesse how previous gangbang efforts had failed, Alonso pulled Zack aside. "Dude," he whispered. "Jenny's smoking, but ain't she small?" "She said she was petite in her profile. And it's JESSE," Zack explained patiently. Alonso lowered his voice and licked his lips. "Hey. Don't tell anyone. But I, uh...I, uh...I've always had these, uh, schoolgirl fantasies." Zack giggled. "Alonso. EVERY dude's had that fantasy." "I'm so wasted," replied Alonso, having lost the thread of the conversation. Zack interrupted Jamar's mangled gangbang explanation to a confused Jesse. "Don't be rude. Offer our guest a brownie." Jesse perked up at the mention of a tasty treat. "You have brownies?" Coming to the frat house was about to pay off! "So, ya," piped up Rocky, now momentarily lucid. "Alonso made them up for this special occasion." "We're just so glad you're here," smiled Alonso. The Latino stud knelt beside Jesse and took his hand. It was flattering to Jesse having a big boy treat him with such care. "I added an extra ingredient. If you know what I mean. You know, to loosen us up." "Um. Kay. Thanks." Frankly, Jesse wasn't picky about what was in the brownies. He was eager for an afterschool snack. "Dude," said Jamar, picking up a near-empty baggy. "Did you dump the whole stash into the mix?" Everyone giggled at once, and Jesse joined in the amusement while secretly wondering when he was getting his brownie. Jamar regained control. "You were only supposed to put in, like, a quarter that amount." "For you, Jesse." Rocky offered the plate of brownies. "Thank you," Jesse enthused. He accepted the sweet treat and took a bite. "Thank yoooouuuuuuu," Rocky smiled stupidly, still holding the plate for no reason in particular. "Sidebar again," said Alonso to Zack. They stepped over to the fridge. Alonso whispered into his ear. "I think...I think...That's the kid from across the street." Zack laughed. "Shit, dude. You are so paranoid." "No. Dude. I'm serious," said Alonso, but he laughed along with his frat buddy. "That's Gangbang Jesse," chuckled Zack. "It's the boy...you know...from..." Alonso trailed off. He saw Jesse about to take another bite, so he beelined to the table and swiped the brownie from him. "Sorry. You...shouldn't be having that." He wolfed down the rest of it without thinking through the consequences of his action. With a guilty expression, Jesse nodded and looked at his feet. "Ya, I know. My mom won't let me have processed sugar." "Someone gonna offer Jesse a beer maybe?" interrupted Zack. "Got a cold one right here for ya," said Jamar. He popped the tab. The contents sprayed all over Jesse! "Damn, I'm sorry." The kid held out his arms from under his poncho to assess how bad it was. "Geez." He was drenched in suds. So much for staying dry. Chuckling, Rocky leaned against the stove for support. "Oh, right. I shook up the cans earlier. As a prank." Zack was mortified. "We are...so sorry, Jesse. Ain't we fellas?" The laughter stopped and everyone acknowledged their contriteness. "We'll wash that for ya. Let's get ya outta those wet clothes." "You were gonna get outta them eventually," snickered Jamar. Zack frowned and everyone automatically fell in line. It was as if they instinctively realized any misstep could seriously reduce their chances of Jesse going through with the gangbang. "We'll get everything nice and clean for ya," said Zack as he led the boy into the laundry room. "Let's do a load right now." Rocky suppressed a giggle. "Load." Another sharp look from Zack stopped Rocky cold. "Lemme help you, Jesse, honey," soothed Zack. He added for the benefit of the others, "Least someone round here knows how to be hospitable." Zack knelt down and helped Jesse out of his poncho. "Easy does it." Feeling secure and protected, Jesse raised his arms and let the super nice guy help him out. The grade-schooler had started harboring doubts about staying after having his brownie stolen and even more so after being sprayed with beer. But Zack made the boy feel like nothing else bad would happen to him. "Aw. Sweetie. It's all over you." He called out. "Someone start a hot shower for Jesse!" "On it!" Jamar answered from the kitchen. Jesse dropped all his clothes into a pile and covered his privates with his hands. Using the last of his healthy brain cells, Zack started the load of laundry without screwing up. "Alright, they'll be as good as new." He turned around and stopped short at the sight of the naked Jesse. Those doe eyes...those sweet lips...those nubile limbs. The other three frat brothers stepped in and all fell silent. Jesse could sense their eyes on him but was unaware of the leering and salivating. "Hey, Jesse, lookin' mighty fine," cooed Jamar. "Jesse, you are the coolest," Rocky exclaimed. "We love having you here, Jesse," Alonso nodded. The extra brownie had ratcheted up his high; he decided this was no boy and went back to obsessing about his schoolgirl fantasies. Jesse blushed at the attention of these handsome college dudes. "Th-That's nice of you to say, thank you." Zack gestured to his buds. "Make room for Jesse. Shower's ready?" The adults parted reverently as the naked Jesse padded to the bathroom. "Right this way, angel," said Rocky as he led Jesse to the shower stall. Zack dragged Rocky out of the bathroom and nodded to Jesse. "Use any towel. We'll wait for you outside." The frat boys closed the door to give Jesse privacy. They all smiled and contained their laughter and enthusiasm. Alonso smiled stupidly. "Oh my God, you see that tiny, pert ass? Two perfect little melons." "She's hot. Tits are small, though," observed Jamar. "Schoolgirl fantasy!" cheered Rocky. "See, dude?" said Zack to Alonso. "You're not alone." "What?" squinted Alonso as he tried to recall the thing Zack was referring to. "Uh. Ya." Zack blinked. "What were we talking about again?" Alonso grinned. "You dudes hear her say, 'My mommy won't let me have processed sugar'?" Zack was lucid again. He grabbed at his crotch. "Oh, right. 'Hey, little girl, I got somethin' sweet for ya.'" The frat brothers cackled. "Kay, but, dudes, remember," said Rocky. "Cocks don't touch." "No homo," the bisexual Jamar said uneasily. "Dudes, we're about to have our first gangbang," smiled Zack. The frat brothers giggled in glee. "Should we get naked now?" asked Alonso. Zack frowned. "Dude, Jesse's already naked." "No, should WE get naked?" clarified Alonso. The frat brothers stood there, trying to think with their toasted brains. Jesse had showered with a sliver of Irish Spring from the caked soap dish and washed his hair with Axe shower gel. On the rack he found a ratty blue towel that didn't smell and dried himself off. He heard murmuring outside the door. Despite the beer incident, Jesse felt pretty lucky to be welcomed into the home of these cool college guys. They seemed to really like him, too! The boy was getting a warm, happy feeling just being in this bachelor pad. For the first time in forever, Jesse was smiling and relaxed. Perhaps it was also because he had always wondered what it would be like to hang out with the big boys. Nearly every day, Jesse would peek across the street from his bedroom window. He didn't have a clear view, but he did manage to see the four dudes wandering around shirtless, playing beer pong, and wrestling each other. It gave Jesse a funny feeling down there. Like he wanted to be shirtless, too, and play with them, and wrestle around. The thought of that made Jesse giggle. Weird. He never giggled for no reason. Perhaps bravely coming over to this place was the best decision he'd ever made! Jesse thought about wearing the towel he'd used to dry himself with. But it was too wet. He sniffed the other towels; none was appealing. So he decided to go back out naked and ask if he could wear something until his clothes were dried. The corners of his mouth tugged upward even though the boy didn't know what was so funny. With one hand covering his crotch, Jesse opened the bathroom door. He froze at the sight of the young men turning to him in unison. THEY WERE ALSO NAKED! THEIR DANGLING WEENIES EXPOSED! The frat boys couldn't believe the hot little nymph was standing right there in front of them ready to be gangbanged. They had the look of hunters approaching a deer quietly and carefully so as not to spook it. "Hey, sweetheart," Zack soothed. He wanted to face fuck those luscious lips so bad. Jamar was wondering what it'd be like to get his cock up that small ass. "We thought you'd be more comfortable if we weren't wearing clothes either." Rocky nodded, just imagining how sweet that pussy must be, even though Gangbang Jesse had said in her profile it was off limits. "You cool with us all hanging out naked, Jesse?" "How 'bout it, honey?" smiled Alonso. He was imagining that little schoolgirl hand and other things wrapped around his pole. Jesse was overwhelmed by the sight of four naked college dudes all treating him like he was one of the guys. All he could do was giggle. The frat brothers relaxed and chuckled amiably. As fucked up as they were, when it came to sealing the deal with an honest-to-god fucking gangbang, the lizard part of their brains kept them laser focused. "Just so you know," said Jesse, "my mom won't be back 'til nine." "Ohhhhhhhhh," purred Alonso hungrily, "is that right, little girl?" He blinked, trying to keep his head straight. Jesse giggled at the very idea of being called a girl. It must be like the hazing he'd heard college guys give each other to prove themselves worthy of joining a fraternity. The bigger dudes giggled along with Jesse. "So, I lost my key and can't get in my house," the boy explained further. "Mmmmm," smiled Jamar. "Latchkey kid, is that it, baby girl?" "Ya," Jesse nodded. "I can't call my mom, cause she already had to leave work a couple times to come let me in..." The kid couldn't help but smile from the happy buzz in his head, and the others smiled along with him. "If I called her again, my mom would be soooooooo mad at me." "Baaaaaaaad baaaaaaaad girl," Zack said, biting his lower lip. "Can I stay here 'til she gets home?" asked Jesse, even though he didn't know where else he could go since he didn't have a stitch of clothing on him. "I dunno, my brothers," said Rocky. "Mmmmmmm," chuckled Alonso, "we'd like to help you out, CHICA. We would." "But what're we gonna get in return?" smirked Zack. He grabbed at his cock. Jesse noticed all the weenies across from him were plumping up. His own tiny member was twitching behind his hands. Jesse giggled. "What do you want?" "Why don't we take it into the living room and you'll find out," Zack smiled lecherously. All of the frat brothers laughed along. Jesse joined in. "After you, you hot little thing," said Zack. Jesse giggled and padded toward the living room. So this is what it was like hanging with the boys! Honestly, the very idea of it had seemed intimidating to the kid, as he had seen roughhousing and heard name-calling during the times he'd spied on them. It was a pleasant surprise to find out just how nice these muscled guys could be. As the others followed behind Jesse, Alonso threw an arm around Zack's neck for a private huddle. "Oh god, she's so fucking hot. This gangbang is really happening." Zack felt Alonso's boner brushing against his hip; he pushed his fellow bro away good-naturedly. "Hey, what'd we say? No homo." Alonso giggled and followed. "No homo." "Jesse," motioned Jamar, "sit on the couch, if you want." The boy climbed up and sat in the center, still giggling to himself. "Cute little laugh, Jess," said Rocky, also giggling. "Cute little ass," Zack chuckled. "What?" asked Jesse. His mind seemed to be lifting into the clouds. "What?" asked a suddenly clueless Zack. The two giggled, and the rest joined in. Jesse blinked and realized the frat brothers were all standing around where he sat, their weenies pointing toward him. He admired the good-looking faces and athletic bodies of the older boys. "We doin' this gangbang?" asked Rocky. "Damn, Jesse, you so fiiiiiiiine," cooed Jamar. He stroked the boy's hair; Jesse pressed his cheek into that strong yet gentle hand. Alonso ran his fingers along Jesse's shoulder. "Babe, we'll make you feel good." Smiling, Zack took the boy's chin in his hand. "Yaaaaaaa, bitch, yaaaaaaa." Jesse grinned sweetly. "Thanks." Despite being called all these girl names, the grade-schooler was flattered to have cool older guys paying so much attention to him. Pop music was cranked up. "Whooaaaa," frowned Zack. "Just setting the mood," explained Rocky. "Ha, can't even feel my fingers." He chortled. "So, uh..." began Zack, "So, uhhhhhh...What was I gonna say?" Jamar caught himself staring at Zack's ass. Shit! NO HOMO! He looked around the room and found the chick on the couch again. "So, ya...Jesse...You said only your pussy's off limits." "What?" asked the kid. The music was loud and his mind had gone elsewhere ogling the hard weenies bobbing around him. They had fuzzy hair around the base, unlike his own smooth weenie, and Rocky even had some on his nuts. Jamar's was the size of a LOG it seemed. All the others were BIG, too. Zack's seemed to be the NEXT LARGEST. Alonso's and Rocky's were about the SAME, and they were stroking theirs. Jesse had wondered if the others would be disappointed by his own tiny weenie, but everyone seemed cool with it, so the boy decided it wasn't a problem at all. "I said...uh..." Zack knitted his brow. "Want some of this, NI¥A?" leered Alonso as he offered his thick brown manhood. "Kay." The boy giggled. "Little schoolgirl Jesse. Grab hold." Deeply curious and not wanting to be rude, Jesse reached out and wrapped his small fingers around the shaft. "Ahhhhh, fuuuuuuck," crooned Alonso. The others cheered. Jesse looked around, disoriented but pleased. He saw that touching a frat boy on his private part would be met with collective approval. Perhaps it was also part of the hazing ritual. If this is what had to be done, the youngster would enjoy proving himself worthy of hanging out with these college guys. "Now it's a gangbang!" exclaimed Jamar. Little Jesse giggled. The others guffawed. So THAT'S what the hazing ritual was called: a GANGBANG. Because they were a gang. But, hm, what did the "bang" part mean? "Stroke it, bitch," ordered Alonso. He guided Jesse's little hand up and down the shaft. "Mmmmmmm," purred Rocky off in the corner. Eyes half-lidded, enjoying his high. "Time to show us what your mouth is for," sneered Zack. He was thrusting his cock toward Jesse's face. "Open wide." Giggling, the boy complied, and Zack stuffed that maw with about a quarter of his wrist-thick tool. "Shiiiiiiiiiiit, girl," smiled Jamar. "Suck that cock, you slut," Zack ordered. Jesse was astounded these big boys were letting him play with their privates. He had seen them naked about a half-dozen times from his window and had tried hard to get a good look at their weenies. It was quite another thing, though, to actually be stroking one while sucking another. Jamar grinned. "Girl, how old you?" Zack looked around like the question was being asked of him. "Who said that?" "What?" asked Rocky, who was able to focus again. "Fuckin' PUTA!" laughed Alonso as Jesse's little fingers gave him an uneven handjob. Zack gazed at Jamar affably. "You asked ME how old I am?" "Who? No," clarified Jamar. "The bitch." "Oh," said Zack. He pulled the boy off his cock and snarled, "He asked you a question." "What?" smiled Jesse as he licked his lips. He was tasting slick oily stuff leaking from the cock. "Little schoolgirl, how old are you?" Alonso smiled. "Nine and three-quarters." "Whooaaaaaaa!" the whole room seemed to say. "That's naaaaaaaaasty," laughed Rocky. "I didn't say stop," exclaimed Zack, and he grabbed the boy by the back of the head and forced his rock hard manhood past those lips again. "Keep sucking my fucking cock, you whore." Jamar leaned in. "How old you say?" "Bitch said nine and three-quarters," said Alonso as he was enjoying his handjob. "Nine and three-quarters, huh?" responded Jamar while clutching his monster cock. "We got somethin' in common." The room exploded in laughter. Rocky fell back and knocked over a lamp. Everyone split a gut. Jesse himself was laughing as Zack fucked his mouth. These guys were silly and fun. It was so cool to be playing with their hard pipes. If he had known this was the kind of stuff they usually got up to, Jesse would have come over a long time ago to tell them he could be a big boy just like them and suck and jerk weenies. "Gangbang, dudes!" Rocky chuckled as he climbed to his feet. Zack stared at Jamar's nearly 10-inch black cock. "Dude, bet you can't get that whale up her ass." "Pfft," scoffed Jamar, "I gotten into tighter holes." "Oooohhhhh, yaaaaaa," moaned Zack as Jesse sucked harder. "No way a schoolgirl can handle it." "Handle what?" asked Alonso, lost in the sensation of that little hand jerking his raging hardon. Zack explained while making the boy choke on half his shaft, "I said no way a schoolgirl can handle Jamar's fuckin' tool." "Bet you a case of beer," challenged Jamar. Zack had zoned out. "Huh?" "Bet you a case of beer I can get my cock up her little ass." "Mmmmffmmfmm?!" Jesse wasn't sure he had heard properly. Jamar was going to put that monster in his butt? "You're on!" Zack hooted. His deep throating of Jesse's mouth kept the boy from joining in the discussion. Jamar lubed up his massive cock from a Vaseline bottle stowed away beside the couch. He almost tumbled over. "Fuck, can't even stand." He sat next to Jesse. "Hey, girrrrllllll," he purred. "Wanna sit in my lap?" Without waiting for an answer, the Black frat bro lifted the boy and sat the little ass cheeks against his throbbing member. The hair on Jamar's tummy tickled Jesse's back, causing the boy to giggle around Zack's cock. "Didn't say stop, bitch," snapped Alonso. He got Jesse to stroke his milk-chocolate rod once again. The youngster felt a bit like an octopus tending to all these big boy weenies. Rocky had grabbed onto his other small hand and was making him jerk him off, too. "I been outta this gangbang for too long," he chuckled. Now Jamar was working his cockhead against Jesse's little hole. But the boy was so busy dealing with the three other weenies, he was paying the invasion of the black ramrod little mind. "Aaahhhhhhh! I'm coming!" Zack clutched the preteen's head and released a huge load into his mouth. Shocked, Jesse tried to pull off as semen spurted out of the corners of his mouth. "Swallow it, you fuckin' slut," Zack shouted, and the boy-convinced it was a test of his loyalty to the fraternity-chugged the warm liquid already in his mouth and the other three blasts firing straight at his tonsils. The white stuff he had missed was dripping off his chin. Jamar, meanwhile, had worked the tip of his cock into the little rosebud. He had started to go soft with the realization that fucking a woman up the ass just wasn't as appealing to him. Damn, he was gonna lose the bet. To avoid shelling out for a case of beer, Jamar would have to fantasize about doing a dude. He had plenty of visual material right in front of him to draw from so that he could keep pretending he was butt fucking a smaller guy. This got him stiff again. Zack drew back his pole and used his cockhead to mop up the rest of the spooge off the kid's face and feed it to him. "That's it, Jesse, you cum whore," Zack barked. "Don't you dare miss any of it." Jesse had considered Zack to be a good host, as the leader of the gangbang had really been attentive to his needs. It was as if Zack knew in the moment that Jesse needed something to wash down the bite of brownie he had eaten. Just as moms could feed babies with their boob, so apparently could older dudes feed boys with their weenies. This was just another example of how considerate Zack was. "Lemme in there, Jesse," smirked Alonso. Zack laughed, "We're gonna be Eskimo brothers in the bitch's mouth." Chortling, Alonso rested his arm on Zack's shoulder. They ended up face to face. Without thinking, the two straight men kissed hungrily, chewing on lips and swapping tongues. Jamar looked up at his two frat brothers and thought he was hallucinating one of his jerkoff fantasies. Below him, Jesse realized the weenie wasn't being smeared all over his mouth, so he looked up and was dumfounded to see that boys kissing boys was allowed in the fraternity. Jamar tried to shake the faggy daydream from his head and focus on working his tool into this hot chick. It really was too bad it wasn't a dude's ass, but it felt good all the same. For Jesse the pressure in his rear was intense, but he was determined to prove he could be one of the guys, so he pinched his eyes shut and put all his focus on taking a weenie up the butt. All at once Zack realized he was making out with a dude! He pushed Alonso away. "The fuck you doing?" Now Alonso could see it wasn't the bitch he was frenching. "The fuck YOU doing?" "Not HERE," Zack retorted. He looked around and was relieved to see no one had noticed. That would be the last time, Zack told himself while glaring at Alonso, he would EVER kiss another guy. The standoff between the macho bulls ended with the pair laughing mightily and playfully pushing each other before switching places. Alonso plugged Jesse's mouth with his manhood. He was convinced he had been kissing female lips while making out with Zack. Now that the woman's mouth was servicing him, everything was nice and straight again. Alonso's Catholic guilt surfaced when he imagined this so-called schoolgirl actually was nine and three-quarters year old and tasting cock for only the second time. But he told himself it was just a fantasy, he wasn't doing anything illegal. He smiled down. "Ahhhhh, my sweet NI¥A," he purred. "I'll be so good to you." Jesse's shout was muffled as the giant black cockhead and at least two inches of shaft broke through his tight anal ring. Alonso winced. "Ow! Slut! I'll teach you for biting my fuckin' dick." He grabbed hold of Jesse's ears and face fucked him. "Gag on it, bitch." "I'm not done yet," said Zack as he made the boy give him a handjob on his jizz-coated cock. "Can't help it," said Rocky, "I'm gonna eat her out." And he fell to his knees and started licking Jesse's tiny cocklet and tight ballsac. "Careful not to get at my balls," Jamar said as he forced over half his pole up into the ass that wouldn't let him in without a fight. "No homo." "No homo," agreed Zack. Jesse couldn't figure out what was causing him more distress-the weenie that was making it hard to breathe or the weenie that was shooting fiery pain up his butt. But he felt the tingly sensation of Rocky's tongue lapping at his own little thing. His brain returned to that happy place and the kid couldn't help but giggle at the whole situation. Rocky marveled at the smoothness of the cunt, how the bitch could shave it totally hairless. He did circles with his tongue around the miniature cockhead. "Fuck, the whore's clit is so fuckin' excited. Gonna pinch her little titties, too." He reached up with one hand and gently tweaked the tiny boy nipples. He ran the fingers of his other hand along the thin shaft in the belief he had gotten underneath Jesse's clitoral hood. Rocky's own drool was dripping back into his mouth. "Her pussy's so wet." Jesse groaned as he continued to stroke Zack, controlled his gag reflex with Alonso, relaxed his butt with Jamar, and pushed his groin into Rocky. THE DOORBELL RANG. Gangbang Jenny stood on the porch. The dull bass from the music sounded through the door. The petite hottie waited to be let in. She had never done something like this before, but it was her first year of college and this was the time to experiment. The guys who had answered her post seemed like total studs. So Jenny decided what the hey. No one came to greet her. Perturbed, Jenny rang the doorbell again. Jesse, meanwhile, was getting used to servicing these weenies in the gangbang. The music drowned out the sound of the doorbell. "Fuuuuuuucccckkkk," winced Jamar, now only an inch away from being fully seated into Jesse. "Bitch's ass is so tiiiiiiight." "Take that piece of meat," growled Alonso as he kept up the assault on Jesse's small mouth. "Little lost schoolgirl." "You know you want that cock," smiled Zack as he impatiently demonstrated to Jesse to stroke his shaft faster. "Juicy whore twat," said Rocky as he tongued Jesse's little prick thinking he was being a vajayjay master. Outside, Jenny huffed. What the hell was taking so long? She couldn't call anyone, as she purposely didn't provide contact information to protect her identity. By now it was pissing rain. Jenny stepped back and peered up at the window. "I'm gonna come!" grunted Alonso. "Me again also!" smiled Zack. "Shit, I'm balls deep!" roared Jamar. Rocky was stroking the boy's cocklet but was so out of it he was now tonguing the big black dude's heavy nutsack. "Sweet pussy." Jenny, squinting her eyes from down below, could make out figures through the gauzy curtains. It looked like two bare-chested dudes were standing next to one another, and there was the back of the head of another, and if she wasn't mistaken, bobbing up and down was the back of the head of some short-haired chick. "I'm coming! AAAHHHHHHH!!!" shouted Alonso as he shot a thick stream of spunk into Jesse's mouth. "NNNNNNNGGGGHHHH!!! RRRAAAAAHHH!!!" Zack blasted a second load all over Jesse's face. "MMMMMMMMM!!!" Jamar let loose his river of seed up Jesse's ass. "AWWWWWW GAWD!" Rocky was beating his meat furiously while licking Jesse's little stick and came all over the side of the couch. FUCK, Jenny thought as her head was getting soaked from the rain, THEY'RE ALREADY GANGBANGING ANOTHER GIRL! Furious, she marched to her car. FUCK THIS AND FUCK THEM! Jesse giggled since he was acing this hazing ritual. It was nasty and sticky and painful but totally the most fun he'd ever had. Playing with naked big boys was a dream come true. The frat brothers let out a collective sigh. Now that they'd shot their loads, the mega buzz from the brownies was hitting them all over again. They looked around at one other dopily. "Innnnnnntense," smiled Alonso as he drew his cock out of the boy's mouth. "Huh?" asked Zack, swaying tipsily. The boy gripping his shaft was the only thing keeping him from falling over. "Sweet honey pot," giggled Rocky as he kissed the boy's hardon. "Tightest fuck I ever had," grunted Jamar as he carefully lifted the boy off his almost 10 inches and sat him between his legs. "Gangbang Jesse, you are so damn awesome," praised Zack. "Gangbang Jesse!" the others said in unison. Jesse smiled as they stroked his hair, patted his shoulder, and caressed his cheek. Zack leaned down and kissed the boy on the mouth. "Round one over. Three more rounds to go." Jesse was surprised, but he wasn't complaining. The buzz made him smile. Over the course of the night, Jesse was ass fucked and face fucked until the frat brothers had each come at least three if not four times. With some effort the grade-schooler was able to accommodate a double penetration by Alonso and Rocky who broke their rule of not touching cocks and kept repeating the phrase "no homo." Jesse learned about licking nutsacks and the taint near the ass while saying, "I'm a dirty fucking whore." Each frat brother had a chance to send a load down his throat and up his ass. Amazingly, despite being totally out of it, Zack had remembered the laundry and put the gangbang on pause for a moment so he could toss the boy's wet clothes in the dryer. The fun ended with a bukkake on Jesse, which, according to the frat brothers, the boy had said he wanted but of which he had no memory. Jesse had come down from his high by the time his mom's car pulled into their driveway. He was already showered and dressed. To his question of whether he was a part of their fraternity now that he had completed the gangbang, Jesse was thrilled to receive an enthusiastic yes. The youngster considered himself an honorary member as a "frat little brother." With a thanks and a wave, Jesse ran over across the street. The next morning, the naked college students woke up from their various positions around the apartment. Zack sprawled out on the couch. Rocky on the living room rug. Jamar slumped on the kitchen table. And Alonso on the floor of the shower stall. Each tugged on underwear and gathered at the kitchen table. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck, dudes," Zack smiled lazily. "We had ourselves a gangbang." "Damn, that Jesse was a hot piece of ass," giggled Jamar. Alonso giggled even harder. "I'm still so high. How many times we come in and on her?" "Let's find out," Rocky grinned slyly as he fiddled with his phone. "You didn't," said Zack with wide eyes. "Only part of it," Rocky answered, locating the video. "Dudes, I dunno if I wanna see your pricks," Jamar chuckled as he lied through his teeth. Rocky pulled up the clip and the frat boys eagerly gathered round to watch. Onscreen was the petite figure of Jesse on the couch with three of the frat brothers: Zack busy face fucking, Jamar seated behind, and Alonso standing off to the side. The frat brothers in the kitchen froze. "What's happening?" asked Zack. "Where...Where's the chick?" "Hey, little girl," Jamar purred. "Wanna sit in my lap?" Jesse was lifted onto his cock. In the kitchen, the frat brothers gasped. Alonso got Jesse to jerk him off. "Didn't say stop, bitch." Rocky could be seen entering frame and making Jesse give him a handjob. "I been outta this gangbang for too long." "Aaahhhhhhh! I'm coming!" Zack clutched Jesse's head and jizz spurted out of the corners of the boy's mouth. "Swallow it, you fuckin' slut." In the kitchen, Zack slapped his hand to his forehead. "Jesus Christ, that's the boy from across the street!" "It IS?" asked Alonso. "Dude, you even said so last night!" "I did?" Zack was racking his brains. "Fuck's his name?" The nude Zack barked, "That's it, Jesse, you cum whore. Don't you dare miss any of it." "Lemme in there, Jesse," smirked Alonso. Zack laughed, "We're gonna be Eskimo brothers in the bitch's mouth." The two men were face to face. Suddenly, they were French kissing. The frat brothers in the kitchen responded with utter shock. Zack and Alonso hid their faces in shame. The nude Zack angrily shoved Alonso away. "The fuck you doing?" Alonso responded, "The fuck YOU doing?" "Not HERE," Zack retorted. The pair roared, playfully pushing each other before switching places. The frat brothers in the kitchen could only stare in mute horror. With the exception of Jamar, whose cock was leaking precum from watching the intense image of himself fucking the little dude and two of his best friends making out. "Ahhhhh, my sweet ni¤a. I'll be so good to you," Alonso purred as he plugged the boy's mouth with his cock. As Jesse screamed from being penetrated by Jamar, Alonso winced. "Ow! Slut! I'll teach you for biting my fuckin' dick." He grabbed hold of Jesse's ears and face fucked him. "Gag on it, bitch." In the kitchen, Alonso watched himself being serviced by a grade-schooler. His cock refused to succumb to Catholic guilt and started leaking precum. "I'm not done yet," said Zack as he made the boy give him a handjob. Rocky dove down. "Can't help it. I'm eating her out." He started licking Jesse's tiny cocklet and tight sack. "Careful not to get at my balls," Jamar said as he was penetrating the boy. "No homo." "No homo," agreed Zack. In the kitchen, Zack finally overcame his shock and pushed the phone toward Rocky. "Delete it! Delete the fucking thing!" Rocky fumblingly erased the evidence. Alonso couldn't contain his smirk. "Is it still 'no homo' if the kid's balls haven't dropped yet?" Zack's glower cut short his giggle. "Sorry, I'm still high as a kite. But this is bad." "Bad?!" shouted Zack. "We're gonna get five to ten! Do you know what they do to child molesters in prison?!" "Aw, shit, I can't do this to my mom," lamented Jamar. "I already got an innocent brother in jail, and me actually committing a crime would just kill her." His mind got sidetracked by the thought that he had fulfilled his dream of sticking his entire cock up the ass of a guy. "Even though that was the tightest fuck I ever had, it wasn't worth this." "Am I tripping?" asked Zack. "Are you actually focusing on the fucking instead of the very future of our lives?!" "I'm still goddamn high, too," Jamar said defensively. "Whoa," Alonso mused. "I think I came in that kid's mouth twice, and also once up the ass together with Rocky, after Jamar loosened him up. Felt SO good. But ya, I don't wanna serve time because of it." "Again," seethed Zack. "I can't believe I gotta point out that getting your rocks off doesn't need to be mentioned when we got a MAJOR FUCKIN' CRISIS TO DEAL WITH." "How'd I mistake that boy's little cock for a clit?" Rocky giggled. "Whoa, never realized they kinda look the same." Both Alonso and Jamar laughed against their will. They stopped cold under Zack's glare. Rocky, however, continued to obsess over how a cocklet looked exactly like a clit, as his own dick was leaking precum. "No, no, you're right, dude," said Alonso, who was momentarily sobering up. "This is REALLY bad." "We're fucked," insisted Zack. "We are SO fucked. That kid is sure to tell his mom, if he hasn't already." "Well, if he hasn't," said Jamar, "we'll just have to convince him to keep quiet." Zack nodded. "Someone find out what school Jesse goes to and we'll have a talk with him." "I got a history exam, dude," said Alonso. "Who cares?! We gotta find that kid!" shouted Zack. "What," scoffed Alonso, "so you can get another bj?" "Goddammit!" said Zack. Rocky shook his head. "I seen the way you were fucking that boy's mouth. Don't tell me you weren't enjoying it. Also, you and Alonso might want a rethink, cause you seemed kinda gay for each other." Zack seethed. He hated himself for being such a hypocrite, as it seemed he was the only one in the group whose cock was leaking precum. "I don't give a damn how good any of it felt. There's an elementary school about a half mile away. I bet Jesse goes there. If we head out now, maybe we can catch the kid at recess." All of the frat brothers forced themselves to think with clear heads and agreed it was a good idea. Hurriedly, they got dressed and piled out the door. "Wait!" said Alonso, alarmed. "Let's go!" insisted Zack. "There's a note in the mailbox." The frat brothers stared in apprehension at a folded white piece of paper fluttering in the wind. With dread, Zack stepped up to the mailbox. He pulled out the piece of paper and unfolded it. The frat brothers sucked in air. They gathered round to read what it said: Thx for letting me be in yr friternity. Can i come to yr next party? Jesse Please answer: [ ] Yes [ ] No The frat brothers looked up in complete amazement. Collective grins spread across their faces. After school, Jesse arrived home and realized to his dismay he had forgotten to ask his mom for a replacement key. How could he be so stupid?! But his disappointment turned to hopefulness when he saw his note tucked in the family mailbox. He pulled the note out and nervously unfolded it. One of his options had been checked and a word and three punctuation marks had been added above it so that it read: HELL Yes!!! Jesse turned around and looked up at the window across the street. He caught sight of his shirtless frat big brothers smiling invitingly.