Date: Wed, 24 Feb 2021 08:45:23 -0500 From: Marco May Subject: The Peach-Pounding Peters of Peterson Hall 6 ===*=== The Peach-Pounding Peters of Peterson Hall Chapter 6: Paddling, Pounding, and Pondering ===*=== As I knocked on the door to the Peters' suite, my mood felt like it was tied to an anchor, pulling me under the surface. I didn't want to return to the club from hell, but what choice did I have? I also didn't want to continue sharing a room with Lincoln after he'd turned out to be more than just a weasel. And my car? What would I do now for transportation? I'd have to learn to take the bus since I'd never had to. Taxis were too expensive. There was no way I'd tell Mom, Dad, and Leah about it because they might suspect something. The door opened, and Buff appeared with his clothes back on. He formed his signature crooked smirk, knowing he'd won while reveling in my pain and misery. I didn't buy his sympathy. He was never to be trusted. As much as I wanted to trust Hush—the only Peter I'd had an actual conversation with—I still couldn't get myself to trust him out of fear that he'd be obligated to report everything to Buff. He didn't seem like that type, but I'd rather be safe than sorry. I trudged inside the suite, and Buff closed the door. I lowered my eyebrows at all the Peters here, still naked and looking as if they'd been waiting for me. Even Lincoln was here. But why was he on all fours with his hands cuffed, ankles tied together, and his mouth ball-gagged? There was a large towel underneath him too. Buff got naked and sighed, probably having undressed and re-dressed a million times already because of me. "We almost canceled the initiation ritual. The fact that you came back is proof is that you belong here. You're one of us, Chosen One. You might not understand things right now because you're new, but you will. I wasn't in the mood to talk. Instead, I took off my clothes because I knew I had to. "Let's just get this ritual over with so I can sleep and figure out what I'm going to do about my car." "What happened to your car?" Buff asked as if dumbfounded. He couldn't fool me. He'd proven just how powerful he really was after I'd underestimated him. "I don't want to talk about it." "You look drained." I rolled my eyes. "I'm fucking depressed. What do you think?" Buff sighed, but he didn't seem upset. He took my hand. "Come." He led me to the center of the living space where Lincoln was trapped. He looked at the other Peters. "Paddle?" Twunky nodded. He grabbed a paddle from the couch and handed it to Buff. Buff then handed it to me with a serious expression. "You were right. Joker made you say those things and recorded everything so he can use it against you." He blew a big breath and cast his eyes on Lincoln. "I always knew you were a piece of shit. A joke. But you hurt one of your brothers, and you have to pay severely for that." Lincoln trembled as if knowing what he'd gotten himself into. I swallowed. "I...I thought we were having an initiation ritual?" "We are," Buff said. "But Joker needs to be punished, and since you're angry and depressed, this is your chance to blow some steam." What was with the super-serious face? He looked at me. "Let all that anger out and paddle his ass." I started panting. "Me?" "Yes, you. Besides, you're the Chosen One. You should be the one doing this. This worthless scum is just a wad of gum under your boot. Joker deserves no sympathy, and especially no mercy. Crush him like an ant." Lincoln started shaking harder, and he burst into muffled sobs from being ball-gagged. "Shit, Buff, come on. I think you're taking this a wee bit too seriously." "No, Chosen One. I'm not. When one of us is hurt, the rest of us are. Now, paddle him." Fuck. This wasn't what I'd expected. I kneeled in front of Lincoln and frowned, and I wiped away a few tears. "I hope you know I don't really want to do this. What you did to me was shitty, and it hurt, but I'm over it. You don't deserve this. I'm sorry." Lincoln sniffled but kept crying more, his cheeks drench and his nose runny. I looked at Buff who now smirked crookedly. I shook my head and wished he could vanish forever, the sadistic fuck. I circled Lincoln and stood behind him, a little off to the side. I tried not to go too hard because I really didn't want to hurt him. Thwack! Lincoln flinched and grunted. "Seriously?" Buff said. "That wasn't even hard at all." "It was," I said quickly. It probably wasn't, but I didn't want to go any harder. Thwack! "Ow..." Lincoln mumbled through the ball gag, shaking uncontrollably. I sighed and gave Buff a set of pleading eyes. "I can't do this anymore. Let's just stop this, please?" Buff rolled his eyes and snatched the paddle away from me. "I'll show you how it's done." THWACK! Lincoln yelped loudly, nearly jumping from his spot. THWACK! More muffled cries from Lincoln, harder and louder. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Lincoln's muffled screams forced me to stop Buff. Buff's face didn't just tell me just how much he was into this—he'd been hypnotized by his own sadism—but so did his fully-hard dick. I kissed him as a distraction. When I stopped, I frowned. "Please stop this? Look at him. His ass went from pasty to fucking red, and he's bawling like hell." "Good." I played with Buff's dick. "Let's just start the initiation ritual, okay?" I kissed him again. "I'm horny." I really wasn't, but anything to save Lincoln from more pain. "I've had a rough night. I could really use a relief. Please, Buff? Let's just start now." I kissed him some more. He broke the kiss, inhaled and exhaled with a red face. "Fine," he muttered. He grabbed his phone from an end table, fiddled with it, and propped it up on a surface to reveal the camera display. Was he...recording us? "Brothers? Get behind Joker and pound that peach." One by one, they formed a line, all lubed up and jerking off while waiting for their turns. Hush was the only one whose dick wasn't as hard, more like limp. I imagined he dreaded his turn for being straight, and he was probably relieved not to be first. Instead, Twunky went first and got on his knees behind Lincoln. He gripped Lincoln's waist and slowly pushed his dick inside, making Lincoln whimper in presumable pain. I played with myself and tried my best to get erect, but it was challenging under these circumstances. These guys played rough, and I now knew I had to be careful. Just because I had a godly status didn't make me immune to punishment. While pounding their fists into the palms of their other hands, the other Peters repeatedly cheered, "Pound, peach! Pound, peach! Pound, peach!" Twunky immediately pounded that peach for sure. His ass did look really hot as it jiggle a little, small and round like a pretty peach. He really did look like a boy band member, and the more I noticed him, the more I realized just how beautiful he really was, but in his own way. What was he like in bed? What was it like to kiss him? Maybe suck each other off, me tasting him everywhere. Buff got behind me and rubbed his dick against my crack, and his hands found my nipples to rub them. This now made me harder. He kissed my neck. "You want Twunky, don't you, Chosen One? You even looked hungry. Of all these hot Peters, you seem to look at him the most." Did I? I didn't think I gave Twunky that much more attention, but it could've been subconscious. He was definitely more than just hot, and I'd pound his peach if I could. "Yeah," I said under my breath. "But only you can have him, right?" "I mean, yeah, but...you know. I can share parts of him with you as long as I'm there. Just never the two of you alone, that's all." Buff reached for my dick and stroked it while nibbling my earlobe. He kept rubbing himself against my butt, and he cupped one of my cheeks, gave it a little squeeze, and tapped it. "But what about you? You know you can't stay a virgin back here forever, right? Because no one leaves the Peters a virgin." Oh, shit. Did Buff want to fuck me? Though, I had to admit that if I'd ever decide to do that, which I wouldn't, he'd be the most ideal sizewise because he was the smallest, even though he wasn't that small. "Who are you going to give it up to?" "I-I don't know. I never thought about it." "Well, when you do think about it, let me know. I'd be honored to claim it. Then again, you might not even have a choice but to pick me." Twunky cried out in pleasure, more like a deepish groan. His body shook, probably nutting inside Lincoln who was now silent, just there on all fours like an inanimate object. Next was Fabio, and he slowly glided in. They were all considerate when it came to entering Lincoln's hole, which made me relieved. He began pounding Lincoln's peach like Twunky had done. It was something I noticed; they entered slowly but then pounded right away. "Pound, peach! Pound, peach! Pound, peach!" And so on and so forth. I glanced at Buff's phone from afar. "Why are you recording this, by the way?" "It's part of our income." My eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean?" "I think you're a little smarter than that, Chosen One. We have millions of subscribers." I swallowed, my eyes opening wider. "Um...Buff...?" "Relax. Our faces always get blurred for our protection. We've been doing this for years now, since before I even joined. We record all main and special rituals. The fact that what we do is real is why we're so popular. None of that fake frat shit. We have an older guy who takes care of the actual subscriptions and finances, a Peter from the past. Pretty hot for his age too." Was I now a fucking porn star? Shit... Fabio moaned his release, slowing down his thrusts to a halt. Then, he pulled out. Himbo's turn was up. He looked so big compared to Lincoln: tall, thick, and meaty. Thankfully, Lincoln had been taking it like a champ, just quiet more than anything. What went on inside his mind? "Pound, peach! Pound, peach! Pound, peach!" Over and over. "How do you like watching so far?" Buff asked. "It's hot." I couldn't lie. By now, I was leaking, and while I watched the orgy, I jerked off. The pungent smells of man upon man with sweat and hormones aided in my sexual mood. "Uh-uh." Buff yanked my hand away. "Gotta save that load." "...Why?" "The virgin sacrifice is coming real soon. And now that you're living here with us, I'll be keeping an eye on you." I sighed. Great. Horny as fuck with no way to release. "Then why tease me?" "So you can learn to edge. You're the Chosen One, so your cum is a big deal now." "That's not fair, Buff. You should've told me this before getting me all hot and bothered. I'm fucking horny now." "I know. And I love it." Fucking prick. Himbo roared his release, and I found it a bit dramatic like in the cringy kind of professional porn, but it didn't seem like he was faking it. He pulled out, and cum was already dripping out of Lincoln's used hole. God, Lincoln. If only he'd been different. He'd been on the verge of wooing me. I was convinced that I could've fallen for him one day. Finally, Hush took his turn, and I knew he'd struggle because of being straight. He tried to slide in but failed. One more time, fail. Once again, another fail. "Buff, can I help him?" "Good luck." I broke free from Buff and rushed toward Hush to kneel behind him. In his ear, I whispered, "I want to help you nut, so I'll paint you a hot fantasy. Just run with it." He gave me a desperate nod. "Do you like girl-on-girl action?" "Yeah, it's hot." "I bet, and I agree. That's actually not an ass you're about to fuck. It's a wet pussy. A used one. She's a fucking dirty slut who wants that big Black cock of yours." Hush looked like he was concentrating, and it helped that the peach-pound cheers hadn't started yet. "Maybe one day we can share a hot girl, you on one end and me on the other. What's your type?" "I don't really have a specific type as long as she's hot with nice tits, a nice ass, and a sweet pussy." "Yeah, Hush. Stick your dick inside that sweet pussy. She's so fucking horny right now. Just waiting for you to stick it in her. She's used, and she loves it. Maybe she wants you to punish her." "Yeah?" "Yeah, Hush. Punish her with your big dick." This was getting me extremely horny, and I wished I could have sex with him. But I had to be careful and not have my dick poking him, as much as it leaked. He started sliding inside as soon as he was hard enough, but then, Twunky held out a phone in front of Hush with a porn video of a young blonde and a redhead licking each other's pussies. Hush stared at it, trying to focus while the volume was loud. The girls repeatedly moaned in unison. "Yeah, Hush, you see them? I don't know about you, but I kind of want to join them right now. I think you do too, huh?" He nodded. "I do..." "Fuck them, Hush. Fuck the shit out of them and make them come. Make them beg for that big dick so you can go at it again. And again. And again." Hush nearly closed his drowsy eyes while he started thrusting into Lincoln. He was making me so horny, but this was about him, not me. "You feel her wet walls wrapping around your dick?" He nodded, his eyes burning into the video while his jaw tightened. Was he getting close? "That's the redhead you're fucking right now. The blonde is rubbing her clit while watching you two, waiting for her turn." I leaned even closer to Hush's ear and lowered my voice. "They're actually stepsisters fucking in secret." They probably weren't, but I just made anything up at this point. Hush let out a light, horny gasp. Oh...he liked that? Hmm. I smiled. "Naughty teen sluts barely out of high school and ready to let guys join in on their private sisterhood. Maybe you can be their stepbrother and show them how it's done. Their boyfriends don't have to know." Hush was really close. I could tell. His face said it all. "Fuck your sisters, Hush. Mommy and Daddy will never have to know your dirty little secret." "Shit..." Hush rolled his eyes to the back of his head, his body twitching while he grunted, and he probably shot a decent amount inside Lincoln's hole. Thank God there hadn't been a single peach-pound cheer this time because it probably wouldn't have helped with his concentration. "Yeah, Hush, see? You just made them proud." He caught his breath and tried to smile at me, more of a weak grin. "I owe you one for that." "Nah. Just take me out for lunch or something. Not a big deal." "Thanks." "No problem." I patted his shoulder and walked back to Buff. Buff looked astonished. "Chosen One...wow. We all have literally tried and failed. But you? You actually got him to come." So I had. But now, as horny as I was, I was kind of just ready to pass out and sleep. "I think this is going to be a hit because our subscribers are going to know he's straight, so that's going to turn them on even more." As long as I was blurred in the face, I no longer cared. After being uncuffed, untied, and ungagged, Lincoln got up. A gush of mixed cum flowed out of his ass and spilled on the towel he stepped on. He didn't look at anyone. For the first time, he looked so dead and dejected that it worried me. He got dressed and left the suite without a word to anyone. I sighed. "I'll be back, I need to talk to him." Buff grabbed my arm with a firm grip and stopped me from leaving. "Fuck Joker. He'll live." "Yeah, but—" "Nope. You're staying here tonight. In my bed." Buff rushed across the living space. He stopped the recording and grabbed his phone to carry it with him. "Thanks for a successful initiation ritual, brothers. The video should be uploaded soon. Have a good night." "Night," the others said in unison. Buff went into his room and closed the door. Fabio, Himbo, and Hush headed off into the other room, probably to crash with as tired as they looked. It was nice that there were two bunkbeds to fit all four of them in there. Twunky stayed here with me, and he frowned. "If it's any consolation," he said in a low tone, "I don't agree with the paddling. What Joker did to you was fucked up, but he didn't deserve that kind of punishment either." I gave Twunky a nod, forming a weak expression. "I've been through a lot since coming to this town. I wish I could have a normal life." "Tell me about it." "Drama too?" It took a moment for a response. "Something like that." I couldn't stop looking at him, and when our eyes met—my brown ones to his blue-gray ones—we locked our gaze. The longer we stared at each other, the harder my dick got again. I glanced at his forming erection and then back into his eyes. This was like Lincoln all over again, the lust and hunger and deep attraction, only Twunky didn't seem as problematic. He seemed like an oddly-decent guy on top of being a beauty. I wouldn't mind getting to know him. Oddly enough, both he and Lincoln were redheads, just that Twunky had more brown mixed in whereas Lincoln was pure ginger. I started stroking myself while looking at him. "Sorry, I'm just so horny right now. I have blue balls, which sucks." He played with his too. "You don't have to apologize. I actually am too, even though I fucked Joker earlier." His stomach growled loudly, and he chuckled. "That was my stomach, I swear." I smiled, tempted to just step closer and give him a deep kiss, maybe wrap my arms around him and frot with him for a while. Then, I'd smell every part of him and lick everywhere with kisses. Buff's room door flew open, forcing us to jerk our hands away from our dicks, and Buff stood there as if puzzled. "Oh. You two are out here alone. You coming, Chosen One?" I quickly gave him a nod. "Yep." "What were you guys doing?" Was he suspicious? Jealous? I swallowed. "Just talking." "With hard-ons?" "We didn't do anything sexual if that's what you're thinking." Buff paused and switched his gaze between us, back and forth, pursing his lips as if uncomfortable. "Come on, Chosen One. Don't make me wait any longer." He walked back into his room but didn't close the door this time. "Night," Twunky said, smiling a little. "Night." He turned around to head to his room, and his perfect peach in full view made my dick twitch. What I'd do to get a whiff and a taste. What I'd do to meet someone less crazy and dramatic, just fuck and chill. I wasn't opposed to love if it actually happened—the real kind—but I wasn't looking for it. I wasn't really in the right mind for it these days. It was why I'd quickly been losing interest in Leah to the point of wanting to break up with her for the first time. Coming here to Port Pelle had changed everything forever, especially my life. There was no turning back. I realized more than ever I wasn't straight, and acknowledging it was for the best. I was definitely bi because my attraction to women and pussy wasn't a confusion at all. It was official, and there was no need to deny it. But I suddenly liked dick and man butt more. ===*=== To be continued... ===*=== AUTHOR'S NOTE Thanks for reading. Want more free stories, published books, and the latest news by Marco May? Visit: https://lovelustlit.wordpress.com Please show your support and help Nifty out by donating whatever you can so that these free stories can continue to stick around for a long time. Copyright © 2021, Marco May. All Rights Reserved. DISCLAIMER: All character names/details in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.