Date: Wed, 01 Jun 2022 16:38:13 +0000
From: gaydelivery <gaydelivery@protonmail.com>
Subject: Timestopper Ch 10

After a night of running and weightlifting Zach headed back to his room
around sunrise, pausing time as he flopped back into his bed and slept off
his aches and pains. Once he was feeling refreshed he restarted time,
pulling out his phone to play some chess with someone somewhere in the
world. It'd become one of his go to ways to pass the time in the mornings
when he waited for Mike to wake up.

Around 8am Zach heard Mike groan as he stretched awake in his bed. Mike
turned an eye to Zach as he pressed his face into his pillow and asked
groggily, "Do you even sleep dude?"

Zach chuckled but made a mental note that he should let Mike occasionally
wake up to find him sleeping, "I don't need too much sleep. Bout 4-6 hours
usually does it for me."

"Weirdo," Mike said closing his eyes again. Zach looked over admiring his
toned tanned body lying against the bed. Mike wasn't on any sports teams
but he played pick up basketball with his friends a lot and was well built.

"Jesus," Mike said muffled by his face in the pillow, "I almost forgot. I'm
fucking naked aren't I."

Zach laughed as he castled in his chess game, "Don't be weird about it
dude."

Mike smiled at that, "Not gonna lie, it was pretty hot."

"I liked it," Zach said casually still playing his game. Mike had been
clear he wasn't interested in anything complicated, so Zach figured his
best chance at getting Mike's dick again was playing it cool.

Mike started stretching in his small twin bed, pressing his body sensually
against it. Eventually he turned over onto his back and kicked his blankets
down to his feet, revealing his naked body and morning wood pointing at the
ceiling. Zach dropped his phone and stared.

Mike took his hardon in hand and started slowly stroking it. He looked over
at Zach, "Well don't be weird about it then man, come help me out."

Zach didn't need to be asked twice, he hopped over between Mike's legs and
didn't waste any time sucking his dick. Mike closed his eyes and kept his
hand lightly on the back of Zach's head as Zach went to work, loving the
taste and smell and hardness of Mike's morning wood. It took longer than it
had the night before but not long at all till Mike's toes curled as he shot
his load on Zach's tongue, Zach eagerly sucking it down.

"Fuck," Mike said rubbing his eyes in his palms as Zach sucked off the last
of his cum and then climbed back into his own bed, "I think I could get
used to that."

"Me too," Zach said, loving the idea of being his roommate's cumdump
morning and night.

As Zach got back into his game Mike wrapped a towel around his waist and
went to shower. Around 8:30 he got a text from Dion.

D: "np bud sorry if it was bad timing. I'm gonna head to the cub [AN:
college union building] for some coffee, I'll meet you guys there then we
can head to the gym if that's cool"

Zach sent him a thumbs up emoji as he got changed into a clean set of gym
clothes, unable to help himself from admiring the outline of his dick that
was visible through his tight briefs. Around 9 Zach texted Sean and Jake
that they should all get some coffee before climbing and waited for them in
the hallway. Sean was out first, and Jake a couple minutes later, all fresh
and ready to get started on their Sunday.

"We gotta meet up with my friend Dion," Zach said as they walked outside.

"That's the guy who invited you to sig chi right? The one who ran to get
you after auditions?" Jake asked.

"Yep," Zach said.

"He seemed pretty cool. But wait, is this also the guy Sara was going on
about you two yesterday? The one with the girlfriend?"

"Yeah," Zach said blushing a little, "but he's really chill."

"I'm totally out of the loop right now," Sean said adjusting his gym bag on
his back.

"He's the student theater president," Zach said, "I met him at auditions
Friday. And he's also the rush chair at sig chi, he invited me to their
rush. We won the house beer pong tournament together."

"And what was Sara going on about you two? And his girlfriend?" Sean asked
with a slight grin.

"Why I need to learn to keep my trap shut," Jake mumbled.

"Nothing. I mean he has a girlfriend. But uh," he hesitated a bit as Sean
looked at him inquisitively. Even with their reconciliation yesterday Zach
couldn't help but be concerned with how Sean would react, "He's also bi and
we messed around a bit Friday night."

Sean laughed brightly and Zach immediately felt better. "So you're a side
piece huh? Is he that bored of his girl already?" Sean asked.

Zach punched Sean's arm which just made him laugh more, "I'm kidding, I'm
kidding, I'm sure they have a great relationship," Sean said still laughing
but rubbing his arm.

"I can hold him if you want a few more shots," Jake said.

"I'll just Mufasa him off the wall later," Zach said.

"My god, hakuna matata bitches," Sean said as they made their way to the
cub.

They all grabbed some coffees and then found Dion sitting in the outside
porch with Katrina, Dion reading the bi-weekly school newspaper and Kat
looking at her phone. When he saw Zach and the guys approach he stood up.

"Good to see ya man," Dion said as he embraced Zach in a bro hug. As soon
as he let go Katrina was there smiling and gave Zach a big hug too.

"Good to see you too. Or good to see you two too actually," Zach said
smiling back at them, then he gestured to his friends, "I wanted to
introduce you guys, Jake and Sean, this is Dion and Katrina."

They all shook hands and exchanged greetings then Dion invited them to sit
and finish their coffees together.

"I'm so excited for rehearsals to start Wednesday Zach," Katrina said, "we
should really plan some private practices, we have a big scene together."

"Definitely. Especially considering we'll have half the cast waiting on us
in the scene, would be good to practice with just the two of us," Zach
said. He turned to Dion, "So what part are you playing?"

"Nuh uh, I already broke protocol telling you two your parts, you'll find
out tomorrow with everybody else," Dion said sipping his coffee. He looked
to Jake and Sean, "But we'll have plenty of time for theater shit. Tell me
about you guys--play any sports, in any clubs? Girlfriends? Major picked
out yet? I think those are all the generic questions you're supposed to ask
haha."

"We'll I'm single and he's engaged," Jake said pointing to Sean.

"Oh shut up dude," Sean said blushing a little with embarrassment.

"Are you really engaged?" Katrina asked.

"No," Sean said, "but I am in a long distance relationship." Sean was
sounding far more reserved than he usually did, almost shy. He quickly
added, "And I'm on the soccer team. No idea what major I'm going for yet."

"Ah, so lambda bro huh?" Dion smiled, "I'm good friends with Mark, he was
my RA freshman year. He's still pissed I pledged sig chi though."

"Oh, nice," Sean said. He saw Jake and Zach's confused look, "Mark is the
team captain."

"He's gonna run you ragged you know, last time I ran the track with him he
lapped me it was embarrassing," Dion laughed, "and how bout you Jake,
besides your bachelor status and all?"

"Wrestling," Jake said setting down his empty cup, "and probably history. I
want to teach and coach."

"That's awesome," Katrina said.

"I've always thought the world would be a better place if we all just wore
spandex one pieces all the time," Dion joked.

Jake laughed and said, "Unironically dude they're the comfiest fucking
outfit, next best thing to being naked."

"Who do we got on the wrestling team," Dion snapped his fingers as he
struggled to remember, "Tyler that's it. He's a sophomore. 
  Although you probably don't know him, practice doesn't start
for a couple weeks yet right?"

They ended up sitting and chatting much longer than they'd planned. Jake
took to Dion right away, and while Sean was surprisingly reserved for
awhile eventually Dion and Kat coaxed him back to his usual ebullient self.

After they'd finished their coffees and while the conversation just kept
going eventually Katrina said, "You guys are gonna lose the morning, it'll
be too crowded soon."

"She's right," Dion said as he checked his phone, "as fucking usual," he
added as he leaned into her and kissed her neck and smelled her hair. Zach
found their open sexuality incredibly hot, hotter than even the pang of
jealousy he felt watching Dion's lips at her neck. Jake seemed to be
enjoying it too grinning openly at them, but Zach noticed Sean blush again.

Katrina pushed Dion away with a smile, "Go on, have fun guys. I need to do
some reading anyway."

"Ready if you are gentlemen," Dion said as he stood up and the guys
followed him to the climbing gym.

There were a couple other students there but the 4 of them were able to get
a wall for themselves. They chalked up and started climbing, freestyle
climbing to begin but as they got warmed up they came up with challenges
for each other or would race to the top of the wall or would time each
other as they climbed across it. Zach had spent a good bit of his nightly
workouts practicing at climbing and he was much better than he was the
previous week, much to Jake's chagrin when Zach barely beat him to the top
of the wall.

"Jesus," Jake panted as they both hopped down from the wall, "When did you
become a monkey?"

"Pretty sure we're all monkeys," Sean said, "He's just better at it."

"Ahh so that's why he was flinging his shit at our pong opponents, I just
thought it was psychological warfare," Dion said.

"Fuck, I was that drunk huh?" Zach said and the guys laughed. "Alright, you
guys are up," Zach said to Dion and Sean. The two fist bumped before Jake
counted them down from 3 and then they were scrambling up the wall.

Zach appreciated the view. He hadn't realized how similar Dion and Sean's
body types were, both about 6' and skinny but fit with long arms and legs
that weren't quite gangly. They even had similar short hair cuts. It was
like they mirrored each other and only the color was different, Dion's
smooth olive skin and hair such a deep brown it was almost black, set
against Sean's freckled pale skin and fiery hair. Also both their asses
looked fucking fine stretching against their shorts.

They started up the wall at a similar clip, but about half way Dion started
taking bigger leaps up the wall, jumping for handholds he could pull
himself up from while Sean methodically found a path he could push up. It
looked like Dion was going to beat Sean by a landslide but on his last jump
to the top rock his grip slipped and he crashed 10 feet to the well padded
ground.

Zach and Jake ran over to check on him and Dion held his belly on the
ground, the air knocked out of him, till he eventually choked out "I'm
good. No problem here."

"You got cocky," the guys looked up at Sean, his legs wagging beneath him
as he sat on top of the climbing wall grinning down at them. He made eye
contact with Zach and gave him a wink. *Fuck why do the winks always get
me,* Zach thought.

Dion pulled himself onto his feet and, smiling through his discomfort, gave
Sean a slow clap, "That I did dude, good game."

Sean hopped down and joined the rest of the guys, Sean and Dion bumping
their elbows together to seal the no hard feelings.

The climbing gym was starting to get crowded, and all the guys starting to
feel sore they decided to call it a day. Walking out together sweaty but
still energized they decided to get lunch. They grabbed their sandwiches
and soda and found a shady patch of grass in the middle of campus. They
talked awhile, mostly Dion telling them crazy stories from his last couple
years at the school and the freshmen guffawing at them.

As they were finishing up Dion said, "So did Zach tell you guys about the
poker tournament tonight?"

"Nah I guess he's trying to avoid us," Jake laughed giving Zach a light
shove.

"Hey it's not my party," Zach said.

"Feel free to bring anybody you want to rush events man," Dion said, "but
for this one I'm inviting all you. Free beer and burgers, $10 buy
in. Starts at 6 and cuts off at 11. You guys wanna come?"

"I'm in," Jake said through the last bite of his sandwich.

"I don't think lambda's doing anything tonight, so yeah, I'd come," Sean
said.

"And you've already committed so no take backs, even if you were just
trying to get away from these guys," Dion said to Zach who flipped him off
with a smile. Dion smiled back.

"So, you all have any plans the rest of the afternoon? I'm free, would
smoke you up if you're interested," Dion said as he stood up.

"I wish man, I'm way behind on my readings," Jake said.

"Same, calcs a bitch and I haven't even started on psych yet," Sean said.

"I'm finished up with both if you want some notes," Zach said to Sean, who
replied, "That'd be awesome man."

"So studious, good shit," Dion laughed, "Work hard as underclassmen so you
can not give a fuck as upperclassmen. Another time then, and besides we'll
see you tonight." The guys got up, brushing off the dirt and sticks from
their shorts and legs as they prepared to head their separate ways.

Zach was disappointed to see Dion go but as the guys were saying goodbye to
him Dion snapped his fingers and looked at Zach as if he just remembered
something, "Shit man, I totally forgot, I washed your beer clothes in my
last laundry load but totally forgot to bring them, you wanna come pick `em
up real quick?" He turned to Jake and Sean, "Zach struggled learning how to
shotgun, made a bit of a mess."

"Shotgunning--is that what they're calling it these days?" Jake said
laughing. Zach punched his arm, "Ow you're so violent," Jake said as he
rubbed it.

"And you're an asshole," Sean said quietly to Jake, looking obviously
uncomfortable as he kicked at the dirt.

Dion looked confused at Zach who blushed, and then Dion burst out laughing,
"Nah, in this case shotgunning beer was just shotgunning beer. The rest of
it wasn't that messy," he mussed up Zach's hair with his hand as he laughed
again.

"Ugh, don't be cute with him, he's too cute already, a wingman's no good if
he soaks up all the attention," Jake groaned and then he grabbed Zach in a
headlock and messed up his hair even more making it stand on end, "there ya
go, hobo look should help."

"Dick," Zach said pushing him away smiling and trying to get his hair back
in place, as Dion and Jake laughed and even Sean grinned a bit. Secretly he
really enjoyed being surrounded by these bigger guys who could tease him at
their leisure. He turned to Dion, "But yeah, I'll come get them." Then he
said to Sean, "I'll catch up with you in a bit dude, gonna take awhile to
do the calc equations anyway, but don't bother reading for psych I got
great notes."

"Sounds good man," Sean said in a light hearted tone.

"It was awesome to meet you guys," Dion said as he gave them both bro hugs,
"I'll see you tonight."

The two pairs of guys parted ways. As Dion and Zach started walking Dion
rested an arm across Zach's back and shoulder. "Anybody ever tell you
you're the perfect height for an armrest," Dion said casually.

"I don't think so," Zach said, a little uncomfortable at the bro-ey pda but
also loving it. He figured fuck it and leaned into Dion.

"Your friends were awesome," Dion said, "They seem like really nice guys."

"I think they're pretty cool."

"And you really did work that wall like a monkey, it was impressive."

"Didn't have a fall as impressive as yours, though," Zach responded
sarcastically.

"Cheeky fuck," Dion said and the hand that was hanging off Zach's shoulder
turned under Zach's armpit and started tickling him. Zach tried to pull
away but Dion tightened his grip around him as Zach giggled.

"Alright, alright sorry," Zach said between laughs and Dion stopped
tickling him but kept his arm around him. They quickly made it to sig chi
and ignored the crowd they heard in the common room to head right to Dion's
room.

"So," Zach said turning around as Dion closed the door behind them, "if you
give me those clothes I'll get out of--" but Dion's hands grabbed his face
and he was kissing Zach's open mouth. Zach eagerly kissed back as his hands
explored Dion's body, pulling them closer together, Dion's tongue searching
out Zach's.

They stumbled together still kissing towards the bed. Dion grabbed Zach's
legs and lifted him up, Zach wrapped his arms around Dion's neck and legs
around his waist loving the feeling of being held as they made out,
especially as Dion's hand started to reach underneath Zach's shorts and
grab his perky little ass. Then they fell into the bed, Dion laying on top
of Zach, letting his whole body weight rest on Zach as one hand ran through
his hair and the other explored Zach's body under his clothes. Zach
reciprocated, grinding his body against Dion's and reaching under his
shirt.

Staying on top of him Dion pulled back from the kiss and looked deep into
Zach's eyes. Zach hadn't appreciated how pretty Dion's eyes were, a light
amber brown.

"Do you have any fucking idea how bad I've wanted to kiss you the last 3
hours?" Dion's usual grin and joking demeanor were gone, he spoke softly
but earnestly, "I felt like I could barely even look at you all morning, I
wanted it so bad."

Zach smiled shyly laying a hand against Dion's chest, "And how do you think
I felt? At least I didn't make you watch me kiss anybody else."

"Ah," Dion said, running a hand through Zach's hair, "I did do that didn't
I. Does it bother you?"

"I don't know I'd say bother," Zach said gently rubbing his hand against
Dion's chest, "made me a little jealous. Not necessarily in a bad way,
though. You're really hot and it's hot seeing you turned on. You go all
in. It's sexy. And you're giving me that same look now and I feel like my
insides are melting."

That brought Dion's grin back. "I can't help myself," he said and then he
was kissing Zach again, grinding his body into Zach's, their hard dicks
rubbing against one another through their gym shorts.

Dion pulled out of the kiss and got on his knees over Zach, "Too much
clothes," he said as he stripped off his tshirt revealing his lithe fit
torso. Immediately Zach's hand were all over it but he had to stop when
Dion pulled Zach's shirt off of him, and then they were back to grinding
and kissing but now enjoying the feeling of their bare upper bodies
touching. Then Dion got on his side next to Zach and started taking off his
shorts and underwear, and Zach followed along.

When the boys were naked they stopped kissing for a moment to admire one
another, drinking in their curves and their muscles and their hardons as
their hands explored each other.

"Fuck you have such a hot body Zach."

"You're telling me," Zach replied as his finger traced along Dion's dick
and balls.

"I wanna try something," Dion said as he got on his side and pulled Zach
onto his side so they were facing each other. Dion lined his dick up with
Zach's so their heads were touching, then he gripped Zach's foreskin and
stretched it over Zach's dick and then slowly worked it over his own
dick. Zach had spent countless hours playing with his new dick and
foreskin, but he could still barely believe how much stretch it had as Dion
was able to pull it past the head of Dion's own dick and a couple inches
down the shaft. Zach shuddered as he felt Dion's dick slide over the head
of his own, outlined against his foreskin like it was a condom.

"Fuck that's hot," Dion said as he gently moved Zach's foreskin up and down
their cocks like a sleeve and it started to get wet with both of their pre,
"God I'm so jealous dude fucking built in fleshlight."

"Fuck yes," Zach breathed, barely able to stand how sensitive the head of
his dick was as Dion's ran against it.

"Sooo waddya wanna do?" Dion asked as his hand gently stroked their dicks
together, "figure we got a little bit of time before you get to your study
sesh right?"

"Hmmm," Zach hummed as he considered, "You pick. I'm up for anything."

"Anything huh? You sure? I'm such a pervert, remember?" Dion grinned as he
leaned over and kissed Zach before gently biting his lower lip. Zach's dick
jumped.

"I can handle it," Zach said.

"If you say so. Pick a safe word."

That got Zach excited. His eyes wandered around the room trying to think of
something, till eventually they landed on a James Bond poster.

"Octopussy."

"Oh that's a fucking perfect safe word," Dion laughed and he pulled his
dick from Zach's as he laid back in his bed sitting up against his pillows,
lightly stroking himself, "alright Mr. Bond, my feet are a little sore from
all that climbing. How bout you give them a nice massage."

Zach scooted down and sat at Dion's feet. He took one in his hand and
started rubbing it, admiring Dion's long toes and soft skin. Dion raised
his other foot and pressed his big toe against Zach's forehead, pushing his
face upwards.

"Look at me while you do it," Dion said, his voice getting husky as he
slowly stroked himself. As Zach kept eye contact with Dion he got back to
massaging Dion's foot, while Dion's other foot went between Zach's legs and
rested his heel between Zach's dick and balls, his toes occasionally
gripping Zach's foreskin. Dion raised the foot Zach was massaging up
towards Zach's face, "Kiss it."

Zach hesitantly brought his lips to the upper part of Dion's sole and
gently kissed them as he continued his massage. The smell wasn't too bad
even after their workout, and when Zach saw the way Dion bit his lower lip
as Zach's lips touched his foot he went all in, letting his tongue lick
along Dion's sole as he closed his eyes and held the huge foot up to his
face, enjoying the smell and the taste and being made to feel so small.

Then he felt a sharp pressure on his balls as Dion ground his heel into
them making Zach yelp and let go of Dion's foot. He looked back up at Dion.

"I never told you to stop massaging it," Dion said grinning down at him. He
put his big toe on Zach's lips, "Or to stop looking at me."

Zach's shock quickly translated to being even more turned on as he looked
up into Dion's eyes and started slowly massaging his foot again. "Sorry
sir," he said as seductively as he could as he kissed the toe at his lips.

"Oh fuck yeah, good boy," Dion said as his other foot started slowly
rubbing along Zach's shaft. That "good boy" gave Zach goosebumps, and he
doubled down on his massage and tongue bath, sucking on Dion's big toe,
then running his tongue between the rest of them, all the while keeping his
eyes locked on Dion's who was obviously loving the show.

"Switch," Dion said and he brought his other foot to Zach's face, putting
the other one wet with Zach's saliva on Zach's dick, rubbing him off more
easily. Zach got right to kissing and licking and massaging the other foot,
and after a little bit Dion put all his toes in Zach's mouth and told him
to suck as his cheeks stretched around the junior's wide toes.

"Very good boy," Dion said as he withdrew his feet and stood up from the
bed, leaving Zach confused his face covered in his own saliva. "Kneel on
the edge--no facing the wall not me."

Zach did as he was told and heard Dion grab his tub of sex toys from under
the bed. "Hands behind your back," Dion said, and when Zach complied he
felt a rope being tied around his wrists, bringing his hands close together
behind his back. Then Dion was tying Zach's ankles together, and when he
finished that he pushed Zach forward onto the bed.

"Flip over," he said and Zach wriggled around so he was laying on his back,
his hands and feet bound. "See how I did, try to break out of em," Dion
said smiling. Zach squirmed around on the bed, trying to break his hands
and legs free but the knots held fast.

Dion laughed at his attempts, "Good." Then Dion reached down to the gym
shorts he'd thrown off the bed earlier and grabbed the boxer briefs he'd
worn climbing. He sniffed them himself and chuckled before tossing them on
Zach's face.

Zach could see nothing but the light grey fabric of Dion's briefs when he
heard Dion say, "How you like those?"

Zach inhaled deeply, loving the smell of Dion's sweat and maybe a hint of
piss and cum, "It's so fucking hot, D," Zach said through the briefs
covering his whole face.

Dion laughed again and grabbed them from Zach's face. He leaned over him
and gave Zach a deep tongue filled kiss before pulling back and stuffing
the underwear in Zach's mouth.

"Say octopussy," Dion said.

"Uhmphtmuthie," Zach said through the briefs. Dion laughed and kissed the
tip of Zach's nose, "Close enough."

Dion kneeled on the bed next to Zach's bound body and slowly let his hands
wander over him. He pinched and twisted Zach's nipples, and loving the
little moan that got he took one in his mouth and licked and sucked and
gently bit it. Then he kissed down Zach's body towards his dick. He
straddled Zach's bound legs and took Zach's big dick in one hand, gently
stroking it, and with his other hand he started gently fondling Zach's
balls. Then he started stroking faster as he gripped Zach's ballsack and
slowly started pulling on his balls, stretching them. Zach moaned and tried
to push himself down in the direction Dion was pulling them but he couldn't
move with Dion on top of him, so he moaned louder, spit starting to come
out of his mouth around Dion's dirty underwear.

Just as Zach thought he couldn't stand it any more Dion stopped pulling on
his balls and went back to gently fondling them in his fingers. "No
octopussy?" Dion asked Zach. Zach took a deep breath through his nose and
shook his head. Dion grinned then as he flicked Zach's right ball dead on,
making Zach yelp in his gag and jump on the bed. "Good boy," Dion said
rubbing Zach's balls gently under his palm as Zach calmed back down, "now
the other one."

"Nhhhh, nuuhhh," Zach mumbled through the gag, squirming under Dion's
weight. Dion raised raised an eyebrow, "Octopussy?"

For a moment Zach almost wanted to nod, but he was honestly loving the way
Dion was toying with him, loving the way Dion grinned as Zach reacted to
the pain, and the way he kept calling Zach a good boy after. Zach slowly
shook his head. Immediately Dion flicked Zach's left ball and Zach choked
in pain. Then Dion moved his face between Zach's legs and started gently
kissing and licking his balls, and tender as they were it felt nearly as
good as his ball taps had hurt.

Dion slowly licked his way up Zach's shaft. When he got to the tip he held
it in front of him and looked up at Zach, "Looks like you're having a fun
time," as Dion slowly licked up the big bead of precum that was running
down Zach's dick. Zach moaned as Dion's tongue twirled around the head of
his dick and explored his foreskin. When Dion's tongue brushed along the
top of Zach's head he shuddered.

"Oh there we go," Dion said as he started focusing on the most sensitive
part of Zach's dickhead. Zach started squirming but Dion's arms were
pressed against his waist and he couldn't pull his dick away. It became
unbearably sensitive, his dick started to feel like one of those fake
electric shock vibration arcade games, a buzzing that just overwhelmed his
senses. Just when he thought he couldn't take it any more and was all but
flopping against the bed like a fish Dion pulled off.

Zach gasped for air as Dion grinned up at him. "You having fun?"

Sweat starting to cake his bangs to his forehead and his face flush Zach
turned his big eyes to Dion's and nodded.

Dion got off Zach's legs and sat down at Zach's feet. He kissed Zach's toes
one by one, then he put an arm around Zach's ankles and held him tight as
he started to mercilessly tickle Zach's feet.

Zach's whole body convulsed as he writhed and giggled but Dion had a firm
grip on his feet and wasn't slowing down. Zach's face turned beet red as
his eyes started tearing up. As it kept going Zach began to feel like he
needed to pee. He had finished his whole liter water bottle and a coke with
lunch too. He tried to make some noise to get Dion to stop, but between the
gag and his unstoppable laughter he couldn't get anything out. He held it
in as long as he could but eventually a shot of piss burst out of his dick
across his squirming belly.

"Whoops," Dion said letting go of Zach's feet, "made ya pop." Zach caught
his breadth as his laughter subsided and his focus became subsumed by his
bladder. Although he was distracted as he saw Dion bend over and kiss and
lick the piss that'd gotten on his belly. "Well at least you're well
hydrated," Dion said grinning up at him. He took Zach's dick, which had
gone half soft, in his hands, "Let me help you out with that," he said as
he brought it to his lips. Then he stopped and looked at Zach, biting his
lip almost embarrassed, "Or is this too much?"

Zach was in shock but he didn't make any move to say no. As his bladder
started pounding at his dick he couldn't even think of much else. He pulled
his knees together and looked at his dick and then at Dion. That was all
the invitation Dion needed and he took Zach's dick in his mouth his tongue
playing with Zach's long foreskin. Zach tried to hold it in as long as he
could, but eventually he let out a burst of piss before clamping back down
on his bladder. Dion moaned as he drank it, his eyes looking up to Zach's
ready for more. Slowly Zach let loose in Dion's mouth and Dion drank his
piss like it was coming out a straw. Zach loved watching the way Dion's
Adam's apple jumped in his throat, loved the sound of him swallowing, loved
the way Dion's tongue explored his piss slit as he pissed down his throat,
loved the way Dion's dick rubbed against his leg as Dion took it.

Eventually the stream became a trickle and then stopped, but Dion didn't
stop sucking Zach's dick, he bobbed his head up and down, flicked his
tongue along and under the foreskin, till Zach was back to full mast. And
then he kept sucking, only able to take Zach about halfway before gagging
but then gagging himself on Zach's dick, desperate to take it deeper. He
brought a hand up to jerk the parts of Zach's dick his mouth couldn't
reach, picking up the pace, desperate for Zach's cum. Sucking on Dion's
underwear, his brain drunk on horniness, Zach gave it to him, shooting a
stream of cum into Dion's mouth nearly as strong as his stream of piss had
been, and Dion swallowed it down just as efficiently and greedily.

As Zach stopped cumming Dion spit a little of Zach's massive load onto his
hand and started jerking himself off, and within seconds he was shooting
his load all over Zach's dick and balls and pubes and belly, before
collapsing on top of him. As Dion laid there he started to gently lick and
bite at Zach's ear lobe and then whispered in his ear, "God why are you so
fucking sexy."

After calming down from his orgasm Dion straddled Zach's chest and took the
underwear out of his mouth. "How was it?" Dion asked grinning down at him.

Zach stretched his jaw a bit before answering, "God why are you so fucking
sexy." Dion laughed at that and leaned down and kissed him, any hint of
Zach's piss overpowered by the aftertaste of his cum. Then Dion's hands
reached under Zach's armpits and started tickling him again, gripping Zach
in a fit of giggles.

"Dick," Zach said as Dion finally stopped, hiccuping and gasping for air.

"Not my fault you have such a cute laugh," Dion said, "Here, let me untie
you."

Zach turned onto his side and Dion loosened his hand and foot
restraints. When he was done Dion laid behind Zach and pulled him into his
arms, holding and surrounding the smaller boy, his nose running through and
smelling Zach's long hair. Zach fucking loved it.

"Ugh I just could stay like this forever," Zach said, leaning back into
Dion, loving the feeling of his naked body underneath him.

"Same," Dion said as he gently kissed Zach's neck, before saying quietly,
"Seriously though, we've cooled off a bit, was that good for you? I feel
like I usually try to like work up to the more kinky stuff, but man with
you I just can't help myself."

Zach stretched against him and then turned over so he could give him a soft
kiss as Dion held him, "I did. It's fun trying new stuff. I was a little
surprised though. Honestly I don't know if I could do the piss drinking,
that's a bit intense."

Dion laughed, "It's honestly not so long as you've drank a lot. Like yours
literally tasted like nothing."

"Really?"

"Really--here," Dion sat up on the bed, Zach's head resting on his lap, and
reached over to his nightstand and grabbed an empty plastic water bottle,
"I drank a shit load today, I've needed to go for awhile," he said as he
worked the soft head of his dick into the top and let loose a clear stream,
nearly filling the bottle. Zach enjoyed watching him piss up close.

As his stream came to a stop he took his dick out and flicked the last few
drops at Zach's face. "Bastard," Zach said as he wiped it off, but then he
leaned over and sucked on the head of Dion's soft dick, tasting a little of
his piss--it really didn't seem that bad, and his dick tasted so good on
its own.

Dion swirled the bottle full of his clear piss in front of Zach's face,
then he brought it to his lips and drank a gulp of it. He smacked his lips,
"Warm water. Try it," he said offering Zach the bottle.

Zach set up next to Dion on the bed and took the bottle. He looked at it
unsure for a bit as Dion's hand ran up and down his side. Then he figured
fuck it and took a very small sip--and it tasted like warm water.

"Well?" Dion asked, staring to see how Zach reacted to it.

Zach smiled shyly, "Honestly not that bad."

"Told you."

Zach reached over and took Dion's soft dick in his free hand, gently
playing with it and flopping it around. Then he looked Dion in the eye as
he brought the bottle to his lips again and this time took a big swig and
swallowed it all. "Not bad at all. I think I'd prefer it straight from your
dick though."

Dion laughed and took the bottle from Zach setting it down, then he pulled
Zach back onto the bed and into a kiss. "Holy fuck, how'd I hit the fucking
jackpot to find the only freshman as kinky as me. And Jesus the fucking
stamina," Dion said as he wrapped his hands around Zach's dick already hard
again. He brought his face close to Zach's, now serious and intense, and
wrapped his hands around Zach's balls, gently squeezing them, "You like
being a kinky little slut don't you?"

Zach moaned at the pressure on his balls and ran his hands along Dion's
chest and bit his lip, "Fuck me I think I do," he whispered.

Dion's intense look broke into his absurdly charismatic smile, "God fucking
dammit you you are too sexy."

Zach stayed in bed with Dion for another 10 minutes and then they hopped
into the shower together, a more sensual than sexual experience as they
made out and washed each other but mostly left their boners
alone. Afterwords Zach changed into the clothes he'd worn to rush two
nights earlier, and which Dion had actually cleaned.

"I'll need to hold onto the clothes you lent me so I can have my own reason
to invite you over," Zach joked as he was about to leave Dion's room.

"You want to forget something? I'll take any excuse I can to get you back
here," Dion said joining Zach by the door and holding him at the
waist. Zach loved the way he stood over him.

"We already got the next one lined up, right? I'll be back in a few hours
for poker," Zach said.

"Yeah but I got a 8am class tomorrow so won't be able to have you visit
after. And I also wanted to tell you, I'm gonna try to not be with you too
much at the event tonight. You should spend more time with some of the
other brothers, and I need to get to know more potential pledges. Aw come
on, don't give me that look. You'll have a great time, we got a lot of
great guys here. And we'll be seeing a lot more of each other," Dion leaned
down and gave Zach a kiss as they said goodbye.

Zach walked back to his dorm with a spring in his step and went right to
his room, dropping off his gym bag and grabbing his notes and laptop before
walking through the bathroom and knocking on Sean's door. "You decent?"
Zach asked through the door.

"I'm brain dead," Sean's voice came through muffled.

Zach laughed and opened the door to see Sean sitting on his bed his calc
book in his lap, papers all around him, and his eyes glazed over. They came
back into focus as he turned to Zach and flashed him a grin, "Some laundry
run, huh? What time is it even?"

Zach blushed but he said, "What, I knew you'd need at least an hour for
Johnson's homework, figured there was no rush. Speaking of, how's it
coming?"

"You tell me, I think it's good but I can't even tell at this point," Sean
said handing Zach a sheet of paper. Zach joined Sean at the foot of the bed
and compared Sean's work to his own equations. "Looks good," Zach said, "or
at least we're both fucking it up the same way." Zach of course was pretty
sure he wasn't fucking it up at all, having taught himself the better part
of a semester's worth of calc the last week.

"Thank god, if it wasn't I'd probably burn the whole damn book," Sean said
collapsing back onto his pillows.

"Is that a southern thing that the first impulse is book burning?" Zach
asked playfully.

"Oh and you're gonna lecture me about flaming," Sean threw back without
missing a beat. They both burst into laughter.

Zach handed over his 5 pages of psych notes on their weekend reading,
"That'll do you for Thomas, there was a lot of fluff in this chapter."

"When did you even do this dude? Feel like you've been going nonstop since
Friday morning," Sean asked absentmindedly as he glanced through Zach's
notes.

"I like reading at night," Zach said nonchalantly.

"Well I really appreciate it man these look perfect, I'll get it back to
you before class tomorrow," Sean said as he picked the papers up from his
bed and threw them on his desk. "We got some time till poker and looks like
you showered already, you wanna watch something?" Sean asked, "I picked up
a bunch of Bogart movies from the library, Casablanca was so freaking
good."

"Sure," Zach said and they pulled some chairs up in front of Sean's small
tv.

"Like do you even have a roommate? I haven't seen him since orientation,"
Zach asked as he took the desk chair from a desk that looked like it had
never been used.

"Might as well not, Pat's always gone and when he's here he's passed out. I
think I've said like a dozen words to him," Sean said as he put the disk in
his Xbox.

"What's up with him?"

"I mean he's on the football team, so my guess is SAE shit. Not that he's
given me any details," Sean said and sat next to Zach as the movie started
up. Sean had picked Treasure of the Sierra Madre, one Zach hadn't seen
yet. "Not that I've asked either. You know the shit you hear about them."

"Yeah," Zach said thinking about some of what he'd personally seen.

Sean paused the movie at the title card, "But you seem to be enjoying sig
chi huh? I told you all bout my pathetic rush night but I feel like I've
only gotten random bits about yours, give me the deets dude."

So Zach gave Sean the full rundown, from Dion running to catch him after
tryouts, to getting plastered on jungle juice at the beer pong
tournament. He told him about trying cigarettes and weed for the first time
and what they felt like, about their group truth or dare. When he started
talking about Sara and Brian Sean was eager to gossip and Zach gave him all
the details, which also included a brief chat about Jake's huge crush on
Sara.

"That big bear deserves somebody," Sean said earnestly, "but he has such a
big mouth he scares em off."

"Seriously, though. I felt so bad yesterday he was really upset about
it. He'll find somebody, though, just a matter of time. He's husky but he's
cute as fuck and if you can stand him being an asshole a little while he's
really just the biggest softy."

"You've obviously never had him pin you," Sean laughed, "but back to your
night. So you play some truth or dare and get stoned, what next?"

"Truth or dare didn't last long. Some freshman girl got too drunk and
Katrina and Dion had to deal with her. And then I puked my guts out."

Sean laughed at that, "Glad I'm not the only one who got to know a toilet
bowl."

"What'd Rich call it--I boot and rallied! Like it sucked for ten minutes
then I just kept going and drank and danced more."

"Ah so I just got the boot and missed the rally, no wonder it sucked," Sean
said, "But I feel like we're missing a piece here man, how'd you and Dion
hook up?"

Zach blushed, unsure of how much detail to go into. "Yeah, that was the end
of the night. He got back from helping with the freshman girl and he
invited me up to his room to smoke a little more. We ended up playing truth
or dare just the two of us, which is when I found out he was bi and, uh,
yeah that led to more stuff and staying the night." Zach hated how red his
cheeks felt as he avoided making eye contact with Sean.

"Good for you man," Sean said smiling, "No homo or anything but even I can
tell he's crazy attractive. And his girlfriend, fuckin wow. Talk about a
power couple, it was honestly intimidating."

"Yeah you definitely seemed a bit shyer than usual."

Now it was Sean's turn to blush, "I don't know man, PDA can make me a bit
uncomfortable. Like Emily is totally not into it and I just never really
saw it growing up, our town was too small and full of prudes."

"Have you talked to Emily recently?"

"Yeah, I called her last night. Told her about my crappy rush night
too. She was really understanding. We planned a visit, she should be here
for midterm break," Sean said, "She's really excited to meet you."

"I'm excited to meet her too," Zach said.

"Sweet," Sean said, then looking a little uncomfortable he slapped his
knees and said, "Alright let's start it up," and he played the movie.

It didn't take long for them both to be engrossed. Zach particularly
enjoyed when the old prospector struck gold and did a happy dance,
realizing he'd done the exact same dance when he first discovered his
watch's power. But as the gold fever set in and Bogart became greedy and
paranoid a less pleasant memory came to mind, and Zach remembered he hadn't
seen Dave since he'd rewound their little incident. He took his phone from
his pocket.

Zach: "Hey how's it going? Sorry dropped off the grid this weekend, I've
been busy"

Dave started responding almost immediately.

Dave: "It's np! Everything ok? Been kinda worried, you weren't in the best
spot last time I saw you"

Zach: "Yeah I've been good, and that whole thing was a misunderstanding,
I'm actually watching a movie with that friend now"

Dave: "That's awesome! Good weekend otherwise? Get to any rush parties?"

Zach: "Yeah I went to sig chi. Been getting to know Dion, I heard you guys
are friends"

Dave: "!!!!!

"Of course you are, the fucking charmer. Kat and I are actually friends
from high school. No wonder I haven't heard from you bet he's kept you busy
;P"

Zach: "a lil bit lol"

Dave: "gah my brain can't even comprehend that much dick in a room"

Zach: "lmfao"

Dave: "speaking of dick on the brain...god do I fucking want your dick in
me. Going from 3 of your loads a day to 0 has me in like withdrawal lol"

Zach felt his dick start to rise in his shorts. He tried to subtly adjust
himself as he replied.

Zach: "And I'm missing your hot little ass. I gotta go to a poker
tournament at sig chi tonight but we should be done before midnight, think
I could swing by after?"

Dave: "yes fucking please"

And then Dave sent a pic of him in front of a bathroom mirror showing off
the top half of his ass.

Sean whistled.

"Man everybody's reading over my shoulder," Zach said laughing and blushing
as he put his phone away.

"Sorry Zach, it was right there. Besides movie's almost over, figured you
must've been reading something good to distract you. And it looks like you
were, that was a tight ass," Sean laughed.

"Guess you're more an ass man than a boob man is that it?"

"Not even close dude, give me a hot booty any day."

"Just need to look in the mirror for that," Zach said giving Sean a wink.

Sean blushed at that and pushed Zach's arm, "Don't tease me man."

Zach raised his eyebrows and said in a Larry David impression "Ok, ok," as
they got back to watching the movie, Sean crossing his legs.

Once it was finished they went to Jake's room and played some Nintendo with
him and Tim till they had to leave for poker. Zach invited Tim to join them
and the guys headed over to sig chi.

When they arrived the front door was open and the brothers were out back
having burgers and beer. The freshmen joined them, filling out name tags on
the way. A good number of the brothers seemed to remember Zach and he'd
done a good job of remembering their names as he introduced his dorm mates
and shot the shit. They lost Tim pretty early as he got caught talking
about DnD with a brother he'd met in compsci, and shortly after that Dion
came over and peeled Jake and Sean away to introduce them to the couple of
wrestler and soccer players in the frat (he did sneak Zach a wink before he
walked away). Eventually Zach spotted Rich and when he went over to greet
him he was surprised to see Rich talking with Mike.

"Oh, sup roomie!" Mike said when he saw Zach approaching. Zach gave them
both a hand clasp/half hug, Rich giving Zach a stoned, "Suuup my dude."

"Didn't expect to see you here," Zach said to Mike.

"Yeah Rich and me have been playing some basketball, he brought me
along. How you guys know each other?"

"We have lit together," Zach said, "And we hung out a good bit Friday."

"Got lit you mean haha," Rich laughed, "Zach popped his bong cherry Friday,
got fucking faced it was great."

"Fuck man we need to get stoned together," Mike said, "was worried you may
be a narc."

"Shit, do I give narc vibes?"

Rich looked shocked, "Nahhh, no way dude."

Mike laughed, "Sorry bro just fucking with you."

Rich pulled a small vape pen from his pocket and offered it to Zach with a,
"Go light on it, that shit's strong."

Zach took a small puff but that was all he needed for his head to start
feeling like a balloon. He started coughing as he handed the vape back to
Rich.

"Good shit, right?" Mike said.

"Fuck yeah," Zach said pulling himself together.

"Ooo, who wants to get brownie points with a brother," Zach looked up and
saw Jack, the guy who in a different universe he did an Eiffel Tower on
another freshman with, come up to them. Zach had forgotten how tall he was,
towering over even Rich and Mike who were both well over six feet, and he
had a cigarette dangling loosely in his mouth. Rich passed him the vape and
Jack took a deep hit before he also broke into a coughing fit.

"God damn the kids these days getting the good shit, when I was a freshman
we were lucky to get a apple to smoke some skunk weed," Jack said.

"Yeah but when you were a freshman you could only light it up by rubbing
some sticks together," Zach felt a heavy hand grasp his shoulder and looked
around to see Brian. Zach was a little surprised at how happy he was to see
him.

"And what happened to the bashful little freshman you used to be huh," Jack
reached over and pinched Brian's cheek.

"Bitch," Brian laughed as he slapped Jack's hand away.

"You guys should've seen him, came to every rush party and couldn't say a
word till he was blackout, and then he went right to singing sea shanties,
that shit was hilarious," Jack said.

"Aren't you guys in the same class?" Zach asked.

"Jack's a super senior. He took a couple semesters off," Brian said.

"You'd think that'd make me a senior statesman around here, but no all I
get are old people jokes," Jack said.

"Wait, bro, I wanna hear a sea shanty," Rich said.

Then Brian realized he hadn't met Mike yet and introduced himself while
taking a hit from the pen Rich offered him. The guys talked for a bit
getting a little stoned till they heard Dion call out over the crowd from
the upstairs porch, "Let's go ladies, give your $10 on the way in, take a
number then find your seat in the basement."

They filed downstairs and it looked weird without the dance lights on, like
some community center, and there were tables and chairs set up all over the
room with piles of chips at every seat. Zach looked at the slip of paper
he'd been handed and went looking for his table and chair.

When he found it half the seats were filled already, and he was a little
concerned he didn't recognize any of the guys. *Guess that's kinda the
point* Zach thought as he took his seat.

Zach had come a long way from the terribly shy kid he'd been exactly 1 week
earlier, but then it hadn't really been a week had it--he figured at least
a month, maybe even several--and when he joined the guys he was quick to
introduce himself to the couple freshmen and multiple frat brothers already
sitting. If anything he quickly became the center of conversation, going
through and talking to all the guys one by one, stopping time with every
new name so he could commit it to memory. The brothers were a good mix of
years and backgrounds, but it became clear Brian wasn't kidding that the
frat was basically theater kids and frisbee players as all of the bros were
either one or the other. Dylan and Colin, the two freshmen, were both
theater kids, and were eager to discuss their anticipation about the cast
list coming out tomorrow.

"Well Zach's all set on that front," Rob, a junior and another theater kid,
said as he fiddled with his poker chips, "Congrats by the way, D told me."

"Thanks," Zach said.

"Wait, do you know you got a part? Seriously? Who'd you get?" Colin asked.

Zach blushed a bit, "The Stage Manager."

"No fuckin way," Dylan said in awe.

"Yeah, that's what I said," Rob said giving Zach an odd look, half amused
half annoyed, "No offense Zach, but D is really really good. And basically
the whole thing sucks if the Stage Manager isn't at least really good. And
you've never even done a play before, so I hope you didn't bite off more
than you can chew."

"Booooring," Jack suddenly plopped down in the last open seat at the table
next to Zach, looking too big for his chair. "Drama, drama, drama ain't
nobody got time for that Bobby," Jack said, taking a gulp from his
beer. The other brothers laughed but Rob went to full on annoyed.

"What drama bro?"

"I mean just listen to what you're saying, that drama," Jack said casually
as he took a puff on his juul and then he turned to the freshmen. "Look
little theater dorks--sorry but I'm assuming you're all little theater
dorks," he pointed at Zach, "and you I know are a little theater dork--this
is the genius of sig chi: you know why you do theater dorks and awesome
stoner frisbee dudes? Because they compliment each other. That's why we got
the theater guys to join a few years ago, the stoners were like
`recruitment, yeah whatever dude', but the theater people are all like
`look at how awesome we are come join.' So it's like good cop bad cop,
we're cool and don't care, but also we're cool and you should join. Or when
the frisbee guys are like `let's have a jump off the roof competition' you
get the prop and stunt guy to be like `let's make it the second story porch
and put down some pads.' Mutually beneficial arrangement."

"Wait, jump off the roof competition?" Colin asked looking horrified.

"And when the theater dorks do what they can't help but do, and start
gettin gossipy and dramatic," Jack barreled on, "the super awesome stoner
frisbee dudes provide them a solution--drugs." And he stuck a weed vape in
Rob's hand. The brothers and freshmen laughed at Jack's little monologue,
and even Rob begrudgingly smiled as he took a hit from the pen.

"Was that like actually why you guys got the theater kids to join?" Scott,
a sophomore brother asked.

"Well that and they all fuck like rabbits so that keeps things
interesting," Jack said.

Suddenly they heard Dion's voice from the speakers at the end of the room,
"Alright guys let's get started. Texas hold `em, big blind is 2 chips and
it increases by 2 every 20 minutes. If you bust out feel free to stick
around and chill, we got pool upstairs, a fire pit out back, and beer is
all you can drink, just remember it's Sunday so if you got classes tomorrow
don't go too crazy. Prize money is $20 for top 10, $50 for the runner up,
and jackpot is $500. Let's go."

A cheer went up around the room at that and then things quickly quieted to
a low but constant drone of rustling chips and cards and conversation.

Zach got several terrible hands in a row and folded right away while the
table went through a few smaller pots. When he got a pocket pair of 10s
Zach did a min raise, which knocked the two other freshmen and 2 seniors
out. Jack called, but then Rob, who was the big blind, doubled Zach's raise
with a grin.

Without even really thinking about it Zach curled his hand and felt the
cool, reassuring heft of the watch as he stopped time. Zach reached across
the table and looked at Rob's cards--a 7/2 off suit. "Jerk," Zach said
laughing as he put them back and restarted time.

"Call," Zach said throwing in his chips.

"Y'all got shit but I got even less shit," Jack said as he folded.

The flop was ace jack 2. Rob raised the pot and Zach called again. The turn
was a 10, Zach had it, but when Rob checked so did Zach. The river was a 7.

"All in," Rob said pushing his whole pile.

"Call," Zach immediately said and flipped his cards.

"Fuck," Rob said as he turned over his and the brothers started laughing.

"That's what you get for bluffing a 7 deuce," Jack said.

"And a stone cold check on that turn, damn," Scott added.

Zach smiled as he collected his chips, but as Rob leaned over to shake his
hand and then left the table looking disappointed he felt a pang of
guilt. Would he've called on the flop if he hadn't looked at Rob's cards?
Sure Zach felt comfortable calling anything after the turn, but he felt a
little scummy looking at the ace and jack, thinking maybe that would've
scared him off. Zach became quiet and introspective as the game continued,
and he decided he wouldn't be using his watch the rest of the tournament.

Over the next few hands Zach slowly lost chips. The freshman Colin was on
fire, winning multiple pots in a row. About an hour into the game, down to
about his original chip count, Zach, Colin and Jack pushed all in on a
river. Zach felt confident revealing his queen high flush, but then Jack
showed his king high flush, and then Colin laughed triumphantly as he
turned over his full house.

"God fucking dammit," Jack said as he threw his cards at the dealer and
stood up, "I need a smoke."

"Could I bum one?" Zach asked standing up too after he shook Colin's hand.

"Fineee," Jack said around the cigarette already in his lips. Before he
left Jack said to Colin, "And you better win the whole damn thing." The two
of them walked outside, Jack grabbing two cans of natty on the way out.

"If I'm not getting $500 you can be damn sure I'm getting drunk," Jack said
as they went up to the back porch. He punched a hole in the bottom of both
cans and passed one to Zach.

"Bottoms up," Jack said as he started shotgunning and Zach followed. Again
Zach made a mess and beer ran down his shirt.

"Fuck," Zach said as he gripped the watch and paused before turning back
time a minute.

"If I'm not getting $500 you can be damn sure I'm getting drunk," Jack said
again, and again Zach made a mess. It took another two redos before he was
able to finish the beer without spilling a drop.

"That's what I'm talkin bout boy," Jack said as Zach crushed the empty can
under his sneaker, then passed him a cig.

The two chatted while they enjoyed their smoke, Zach asking about Jack's
off year and Jack telling him some stories about his cross country trip in
an old VW van, the highlight being an ayahuasca trip with some Indians on a
New Mexico reservation.

As they started having a second cigarette Jack said, "So, uh, you and D?"
Jack raised his eyebrows and made an ok sign with one hand and put his
index finger through the hole while making moaning sounds.

Zach laughed and blushed, "We're friends."

"Sure," Jack said, openly incredulous, "fuck friends."

"So is this just like common knowledge then?"

"Eh, kinda. Not like D has been bragging or whatever but you did sleep
over, people notice," Jack said taking a drag.

"Fuck," Zach said as he smoked too. He wasn't thrilled at the prospect of
the whole frat knowing about his sex life.

"What, it's no big deal. I wasn't kidding about you theater dorks, you fuck
like rabbits. I've fucked like half a dozen bros. I fucked that freshman I
was playing pong with Friday," Jack said blithely.

"Seriously?" Zach said, obviously knowing about it but surprised at the
casualness with which Jack shared it.

"Yup. He was a moaner too," Jack said looking cocky with his cigarette
sticking out the corner of his mouth. The atmosphere flipped on a dime, and
suddenly Zach was very conscious of Jack's physicality, the way he towered
over him by nearly a foot, the casual confidence with which he leaned on
the railing and stared into Zach's eyes.

"Are you gay?" Zach asked.

"As a fruit cake," Jack said, "I'd guess like 10% of the brothers are
batting on our team, and close to 50 are swinging for both. You get the
guys drunk and horny enough you can boost it even more."

"So what, are y'all just fucking all the time?"

"Not too much. Kinda a once in a blue moon thing for me. We try to avoid
drama remember? Plenty of other boys to fuck. And the straights appreciate
more girls to choose from."

"How bout for D?"

Jack grinned at him, "Nah, I don't gossip bout brothers cept with other
brothers. Sorry, bud. Try me again if you pledge."

"Fair enough," Zach said as he put his elbows on the railing and leaned
over it to smoke, subtly arching his back so Jack could have a nice view of
his ass.

He could tell it worked as he heard Jack stutter a bit before his next
question, "S-so how bout it? Think you`ll pledge?"

"I'm definitely thinking about it," Zach said giving Jack some side eye.

Jack stood up from the railing and snuffed out his cigarette. "I know what
you're thinking about," Jack said, his voice completely changed from the
boyish nasally pitch he'd had the whole evening and back to the deep timbre
Zach had heard as he gagged Austin on Zach's dick. Jack put his hand on
Zach's ass and squeezed it. Unconsciously Zach arched his back and leaned
into his grip.

Jack smiled at that, "Come on," he said and rather than go down the stairs
Jack hopped the railing on the other side and walked along the roof line at
the back of the house. He popped a window and gestured for Zach to follow.

When Zach hopped in after Jack he saw the whole floor of the room was
covered in clothes and generally a mess, but he could give a shit. Jack
grabbed him by the waist and had to nearly double over to bring his lips to
Zach's. When he kissed him it wasn't sensual like with Dion, it was raw,
like he wanted to fuck Zach's mouth with his tongue. Jack reached down and
grabbed Zach's hand, placing it on his already rock hard dick, and Zach
immediately started stroking it as Jack continued to tongue rape his mouth.

Jack pushed Zach down on his knees and took out his dick. Zach barely had
time to look at it before Jack grabbed the back of his head and pulled him
onto it. It was so fucking thick Zach couldn't even wrap his lips around
it, he just covered his teeth with his lips and let Jack fuck his mouth,
loving the taste of his pre on his tongue.

Jack didn't face fuck him long before he pulled Zach back onto his
feet. Jack swept his desk clear of the papers and books and empty wrappers
that cluttered it and bent Zach over it, then ripped down his shorts and
underwear in one motion. Before Zach even realized what was happening he
felt Jack's big hands spread his cheeks and felt Jack's tongue at his hole,
as powerful and aggressive as it'd been in his mouth.

Jack pulled off and went over to his nightstand. He came back and Zach
heard a squirt as he felt a cold trickle of lube go down his crack and onto
his hole. Jack roughly shoved two fingers in, making Zach cry out as he
fingered the lube into him. Then he took them out and grabbed his waist as
Zach felt Jack's dick knocking at his hole.

It was impossibly thick. As thick as a beer can. Zach thought there was no
way it would fit, that it would break him in two, but Jack was relentless
as his fingers bit into Zach's sides and pulled him back as his dick pushed
forward. And then it was like a pop as the head broke through, and Zach's
hole felt like it was on fire as he yelled out but Jack clasped a hand over
his mouth and pulled his body against his as he slowly kept pushing
inside. Though his dick was crazy thick it was a pretty average length, and
when he got in hilt deep Jack kept it there, mercifully letting Zach's
insides adjust to the intrusion.

As Zach slowly loosened up Jack started slowly thrusting in and out, only
withdrawing a couple inches before pushing back in. Eventually it started
to feel amazing and Zach moaned into Jack's hand.

That was all Jack needed to push Zach back over the desk and grab him by
the waist again and start really pounding his hole. The whole desk shook
with his thrusts and Zach bit his lip to stop from crying out. Then Jack
pulled Zach up by the hair up against him again, before reaching down and
grabbing Zach's legs and lifting him off the floor, his dick still inside
him. Then he started bouncing Zach up and down on his dick like he was
nothing more than a sex toy. Zach loved it, he leaned back against Jack's
soft, lightly hairy chest as his arm went behind his head and he craned his
neck around to kiss Jack while he fucked him, Zach's huge dick flopping up
and down in front of him.

"Yeah this is what you wanted isn't it you little slut. Fuckin hole for a
big fucking dick, little cum whore aren't you," Jack growled in Zach's
ear. Between the dirty talk and being totally in Jack's hands like that
turned Zach on more than he could believe, and he started to feel his balls
tighten as Jack kept hitting his prostate. Then his dick started spurting
cum all over the room as it jumped around.

Seeing that was too much for Jack. He pushed Zach up against a wall, still
not letting his feet touch the ground, and dumped a load balls deep in him,
Zach feeling his hole stretch around Jack's thick cock as it pulsed with
each shot.

"Fuckkk," Jack said as he pumped the last of his cum into Zach, and then
Zach felt Jack's chin on his head as he gave a boyish laugh, "Well that was
fun," Jack said, his voice back to normal. He slowly lowered Zach to the
floor and Zach felt weak on his knees as he stood. His hole felt so empty
after Jack's thick cock had stretched him out, and he thought he could go
again as he felt Jack's load trickle out his ass and down his legs.

Jack picked a towel off the floor and tossed it to Zach to clean up. Once
he did and they both got their clothes back on Jack gave Zach's ass a
little slap and said, "Let's get back to this party."

They went back out the window and out to the porch and then made their way
to the frat common room. A good number of guys had now dropped out of the
tournament and they were hanging out, a couple playing pool.

"Flip cup losers!" Jack shouted to the room. A bunch of brothers
immediately jumped to setting up a table and solo cups, filling them with
beer.

They did a couple rounds of flip cup, then they played quarters, and by
about 9pm Zach was feeling nice and drunk. He figured Dion had told him to
meet more of the brothers so taking advantage of the liquid courage he
tried to meet as many of them as he could, regularly moving between
different groups and introducing himself and learning about the
guys. Charles had an hour long weekly show for the student radio; Tristan
won the nationals at academic decathlon; Frank's grandma once met
Stalin--random shit, interesting shit, funny shit, Zach enjoyed talking
shit with the guys, steadily sipping one beer after another. At one point
Rob, who'd obviously drank a good bit more than Zach, came up to Zach and
apologized if he'd come off as an asshole, he was just nervous about what
part he'd get now that D wasn't the stage manager. It didn't make Zach feel
any better about cheating in their poker game, but he was glad to agree to
be friends.

Around 10 Jack was obviously hammered, and he started a low chant of "beer
ball beer ball beer ball." Immediately their were groans and curses from
half the brothers, but a few joined in on the chant and it got louder. Zach
had caught up with Jake and Mike and the three looked at each other
confused.

Then they all heard a muffled, "NO! NO BEER BALL!" Coming from the
basement, and then they heard footsteps thunder up the stairs and Dion
burst into the common room.

"Where is he?!" Dion yelled. A couple guys pointed to Jack in the
corner. Dion walked over to him, his eyes going wide seeing all the empty
solo cups. "Jack, no. No! You're not allowed. I already told you we
shouldn't do drinking games, no way fucking beer ball. Last thing we need
is a freshman going into class Monday morning with a--"

"Shhhhhshhhshhhh," Jack said as he swayed in front of Dion and put a finger
on Dion's lips, a stupid smile plastered on Jack's face, "D--we're gonna
play beer ball."

"No, you're--"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Jack said, this time pinching Dion's lips together
between his fingers, "We're gonna play beer ball," and then he tapped
Dion's nose and smiled again.

Dion's firm resolve broke as he couldn't hold back a grin at Jack's stupid
smile. He put his hands on his hips, "Don't you fuckin break anybody. And
go out on the lawn. And brothers only first round, let the freshman see
what you crazy fucks are planning to do."

"Beer ball!" Jack yelled thrusting a fist into the air and a bunch of frat
brothers joined him. As the crowd streamed outside Zach caught Dion's
eye. Dion smiled and gestured for Zach to come over as Mike and Jake headed
out to the yard.

When Zach got close Dion reached out and ruffled Zach's hair, "Little
toasty bud?"

"Well toasted. Perfect golden brown," Zach smiled drunkenly, "How's poker
going?"

"I'm basically out. Sean's doing pretty well though. And Rich is actually
leading. We're down to one table with like 8 guys. How's your night been?"

"Good," Zach said, "I've met lots of the guys, it's been fun," and then
before he could question whether or not he should actually say it he said,
"Jack fucked me upstairs earlier too."

Dion looked a little surprised, then he glanced around to see if any
brothers were nearby but they'd all gone outside. Dion wrapped his arms
around Zach's back and pulled him in close to him, "And how was that?" he
asked looking down at him.

Zach wasn't sure how to answer so he was honest, "Hot. Intense."

"I bet, Jack's intense," Dion laughed, "Did you kiss him?"

"Yep."

"So you're up to 3, what's the new rankings?"

"Pretty sure it's still not even close," Zach said quietly as he went on
his tip toes and kissed Dion. Dion looked like he was ready to fuck him
right then and there. Instead he cupped Zach's cheek in his hand and stared
into his eyes with that intense look that he got.

"You know I'd keep you leashed to my bed if I could. Little sex slave all
to myself."

"Wait is that an option?" Zach grinned.

"I wish," Dion said as he leaned down and kissed Zach, their tongues
twisting together.

"Uh, hey guys."

Zach and Dion quickly separated and turned around embarrassed to see Sean
looking uncomfortable.

"They asked me to get you back down there, D," Sean said pointing to the
basement, "I just busted out."

"Gotcha, thanks man," Dion said wiping his lips, "You guys should watch
beer ball, just don't get too close. I gotta go lose some poker."

Zach was going to ask what beer ball was but Dion ran back downstairs
before he could. Zach turned to Sean who crossed his arms raised an eyebrow
and gave Zach a sly smile. Zach couldn't help but laugh, and then Sean did
too.

"Let's watch some beer ball," Zach said as he grabbed Sean a beer and
handed it over.

"Beer ball?" Sean asked.

"Your guess is as good as mine."

They walked out into the yard and saw all the guys surrounding something
and cheering. As Sean and Zach worked their way through the crowd they saw
they were all standing around a table with 4 guys and 4 cans of beer at
each corner. Jack and Chase, another senior brother, were on one side, Rob
and Scott were on the other. It looked like Rob's shirt had been ripped
along the collar. Zach found Jake in the crowd and he and Sean moved over
to him as he saw Chase throw a pong ball at one of the beers on the other
side of the table but he missed.

"What's going on?" Zach asked Jake.

"So it's Jack and Rob vs Chase and Scott. So Jack's about to throw right,
if he hits Rob's beer Rob has to chug and Scott has to grab the ball and
touch the table to get him to stop chugging. But Jack's allowed to--"

But just then Jack nailed Rob's beer can and the crowd ran back from the
ball as it flew off into the grass. Scott quickly ran after it but Jack was
right behind him, and as Scott bent over to pick it up Jack jumped on his
back and tackled him to the ground. The guys cheered as Jack and Rob
wrestled, Scott trying to squirm out of Jack's grip and slowly scramble
back towards the table. For a moment it seemed like Scott was going to
break away but Jack grabbed his balls and sent him flying headfirst into
the grass as he yelled out. When Scott was down he punched Jack in the dick
which cost Jack his grip and sent him reeling. Scott was belly crawling
across the grass and Jack was holding onto his shirt as Rob slammed his can
upside down and called out, "Done!"

The crowd cheered and the competitors shook hands as they pulled themselves
together, their clothes stretched out and grass stained and muddy. Jack and
Rob high fived before Jack started beating his chest like a gorilla and
yelled, "I want a freshman!"

"Oh I'm totally fucking in!" Jake immediately called out as he broke out of
the crowd and towards the table.

"That's what I'm fucking talking about," Jack said as he fist bumped Jake,
"you're mine big boy. Now we need a tiny one for Bobby."

Jake turned back to Zach, "Come on Zach, you're about his size."

Zach hesitated but Sean patted him on the shoulder and pushed him forward
as he got the guys to clap for Zach.

"Alright children, no face but anything else is fair game. Got it?" Jack
said and, the guys, after nodding and fist bumping, took their places at
the table, Jack and Zach set against Rob and Jake. Jack threw first,
nailing Rob's cup and sending the ball flying into the grass. Jake ran
after it and actually caught it just before it hit the ground, but Jack was
already on him and they grappled as Jack tried to take Jake to the
ground.    Jake was surprisingly nimble on his feet
though, and when Jack grabbed Jake by the shirt Jake expertly twisted out
of it and easily ran shirtless to the table, yelling out "Stop!" As he
touched the ball to it.

Zach guessed Rob had had maybe a quarter of his beer before Jake stopped
him, and he was nervous as he gripped his own beer and waited for Jake to
throw for it. But Jake missed and then it was Robb's turn. Robb just barely
hit Jack's cup but that was ideal as it ricocheted a good way past it. Zach
ran after the ball as the crowd quickly made way for him, but just as he
saw the ball nestled in a patch of grass Zach was tasting grass as Rob
tackled him. Zach tried to reach for the ball underneath him but Robb was
pulling at his arms, trying to hold them behind his back. Zach quickly
turned over and started wrestling Rob, appreciating his nightly strength
and weight training but still struggling against the surprisingly hefty
theater boy who'd obviously played a good bit of beer ball
before.    Zach was able to give Rob a good push
aside which gave him time to find the ball and start making his way back to
the table, but then he felt Rob's hand grip the back of his belt as he
pulled Zach's shorts down to his ankles and made him trip back onto the
ground. Before Zach could even start moving back to the table they heard
Jack belch, "Done!"

Rob gave Zach a hand up from the ground and Zach pulled his shorts back up
to some whistles and catcalls from the watching guys. Not that he minded
showing off his Calvin Klein briefs. "Sorry," Zach mouthed to Jake across
the table but Jake brushed it off saying, "We still got this."

They had a better shot after Jack missed his shot at Rob's cup. On his next
attempt Jake threw the ball gentler and he hit Zach's cup dead on. Zach
immediately started chugging, not paying any attention to what Jack and
Jake were doing and trying to get as much beer in him as possible. He was
maybe halfway through and surprised he was still going when he heard the
crowd start laughing. He checked out of the corner of his eye where Jake
and Jack were, and he saw Jake holding Jack's arms behind his back and
Jake's legs over his head, holding Jack down like a flopping fish
desperately trying to escape. "Take your time, buddy," Jake called out as
he held the senior who probably had 6" and a good 30 pounds on him on the
ground like some toddler having a tantrum. Zach snorted at that and beer
came out of his nose. That made the crowd of guys laugh even more as Zach
quickly wiped his face and went back to chugging, finishing his beer
quickly while Jack kept struggling against Jake's pin.

Jack finally stopped flopping as Zach called out, "Done," and Jake let him
go. Jack hopped to his feet immediately, red faced and hair askew, and
helped Jake up before he grabbed Jake's face in both hands, "You are my new
favorite!" he yelled before kissing both his cheeks like some Italian
grandmother than pulling him into a bear hug.

The rest of the game was slower going, Zach was better on defense and even
if Jack couldn't stop Jake he could slow him down. There was a lot of
grappling and ball grabbing and shirt tearing. Zach finally found a
downside to his massive dick when Rob grabbed it and felt like he nearly
pulled it off. Down to one last gulp on Jake's drink Rob just barely
finished his own as Jake dragged Jack across the yard while Jack had his
arms around Jake's belly, beating the two freshmen.

The crowd cheered as they all bro hugged. Rob left the table with Jake and
Zach tired out, while Jack took on a new teammate and challengers. The
three walked back towards the house to get more beers when Sean caught up
with them.

"Fucking nice game, guys," Sean said, fist bumping each of them as they
cracked open their beers and caught their breath.

"We need to work on your grappling, Zach," Jake said, not with any
bitterness.

"Do you, though?" Rob said as he took a seat on the ground, "Pretty good
grappling game from where I was standing," he added, massaging his balls
which Zach may've given a good twist at some point in their wrestling.

"Little technique goes a long way," Jake said.

"Well thankfully I got a wrestling state champion for a dorm-mate then,
especially one who already owes me a favor for helping with his homework,"
Zach said, trying to brush some of the grass stains from his shorts and
failing.

"If you're having lessons I want in," Sean said.

"I can toughen you girls up," Jake said sipping on his beer.

The guys relaxed for a bit before heading back to see Jack sitting on
Mike's chest as the beer ball continued. After another couple rounds the
last of the poker players finished up and Dion went up to the porch to yell
out over the group of guys.

"Alright if you jackasses aren't too concussed you may like to know that
Colin is our winner tonight," Dion said as the crowd cheered, nobody louder
than Jack. "Next and last rush event is a formal cocktail hour Wednesday at
8 so show us you can clean up nice when it comes time to beg alums for
money. Bids are going out Friday afternoon. Now it's 11:30 so rushees get
the fuck out and brothers get cleaning. I hear any of you freshmen miss
class tomorrow morning you can kiss your bid goodbye."

Zach headed out with his dorm mates as they discussed the night. Mike and
Tim both thought the sig chi guys were much friendlier than the ATO
brothers, while Jake was just pumped because he got to wrestle.

"What about you, Sean?" Zach asked, "I didn't realize any soccer players
were in anything but lambda."

"It was just the one," Sean said, sounding a bit disappointed, "and he was
telling me he was a special case. He's a legacy and his dad basically made
him pledge there. Not that he like bad mouthed it or anything, just told me
realistically I should still pledge lambda if I'm serious about being on
the soccer team."

"Are you?" Mike asked.

"I don't know man," Sean said sounding torn, "We haven't even started yet
and it's not like I'm getting any scholarship money for it, but I've been
playing since 3rd grade. And the guys are chill, but I don't know Sig Chi
just seemed more fun and like exciting--wild you know. Isn't that like the
whole point of joining a frat?"


"If by wild you mean wardrobe destroying," Tim said gesturing to Zach's
shirt half ripped down its front.

"Well, you basically got the week to decide, right?" Jake said, "You should
talk with D about it, that's like one of his jobs as rush chair. I talked
with him a bit tonight about the weed stuff cause I can't use anything till
the wrestling season's done and he was really rational and cool bout
talking me through how it wouldn't be a problem."

"I don't know," Sean said grinning, "Don't need my neighbor worried I'm
trying to steal his man."

"Douche," Zach said grinning back, "And he's not my man, he's totally
Kat's."

"Sure he is," Sean said sarcastically.

"Seriously though Sean, you should talk to him," Zach said, refusing to be
drawn into relationship gossip, "I was pretty dead set on staying
independent but he gave this really convincing speech about like
brotherhood and shit and really tried to address a lot of my concerns."

"So are you planning on pledging?" Sean asked.

"If I get a bid, yeah, I think so," Zach said.

"`If I get a bid,' that's a good one," Jake laughed.

"I mean how many bids do they have to give out? There were a lot of
freshmen there tonight," Tim said.

"I was talking with a sophomore and he said each frat usually gives out
about 50 expecting like 30 to actually accept," Mike said.

"Well send me his number dude, I'll shoot him a text," Sean said.

Zach pulled out his phone and saw he had a text.

Dave: "how's poker? ;)"

Zach: "ready to poke you"

Dave: "then get your ass over here"

Zach quickly texted Sean Dion's contact info and then he said, "Sorry guys,
I forgot I need to meet up with my partner on this uh French paper, I'll
catch up with you guys later ok?"

"You little lying slut," Jake laughed.

"Get some," Mike called.

"Skank," Sean said.

"I ain't no skank," Zach smiled as he blew the guys a kiss and jogged over
to jazz house.

When he called Dave Dave didn't bother answering, but the door quickly
opened. "Were you fucking mugged?" Dave asked staring at Zach's ripped
shirt and dirty shorts.

"Beer ball," Zach smiled, still a little tipsy.

Dave laughed, "That'd do it. Pretty sure one kid nearly lost an eye last
Springfest. Come on." And Dave led Zach up to his room. The moment the door
was closed Zach grabbed Dave by the waist and started making out with him,
pulling his dick against his. Zach's hands explored underneath Dave's tight
pants, loving that he wasn't wearing any underwear. Zach slipped a finger
down Dave's crack and teased at his hole, surprised to feel that it was
already lubed up.

"You did miss it didn't you," Zach smiled down at Dave as he slowly slipped
a finger inside him.

Dave moaned, "More than you could fucking believe," he said staring up
hungrily at Zach.

"Show me," Zach said as he plopped down on Dave's bed, putting his hands
behind his head and stretching to show off his hard-on tenting his shorts.

Dave quickly crawled between Zach's legs, kissing and licking at Zach's
bulge as his hands explored Zach's chest exposed through his ripped
shirt. Zach unbuttoned his shorts and told Dave to strip him only using his
mouth. Zach laughed at how silly he looked, like a dog pulling on a sock,
but they were both so turned on as Dave would occasionally break to kiss
and lick Zach's skin as he was stripped. Zach pulled off his shirt as Dave
finished pulling his underwear off his legs, but when Dave immediately
brought his face towards Zach's dick Zach grabbed him by the hair and said,
"Nope, give me a strip show first."

Dave smiled and stood at the foot of his bed as he put some dance music on
his Bluetooth speaker. Then he started out swaying to the music as he
sensually pulled his shirt over his head and ran his fingers up and down
his torso, playing with his own nipples. Then he turned around as he
unbuttoned his jeans, and slowly pulled them down as he bent over. When he
got them off Zach realized Dave wasn't going commando he was just wearing a
tight white jock strap that perfectly showed off his little bubble butt,
which he started twerking for Zach, making it bounce.

"God fucking dammit," Zach breathed as he slowly stroked his dick, "Leave
that on. I gotta get me one of those. Now come show me how much you need
this dick."

Dave straddled Zach's legs again, his tiny boner pressing against Zach's
thighs as he rubbed his jock against them, while his tongue started
exploring every inch of Zach's dick and foreskin. "Stop teasing and suck
me," Zach said as he felt a drop of pre push out of his dick. Dave
immediately took Zach's head in his mouth, sucking and licking the drop of
precum before he started impaling his face on Zach's thick 9"s.

"Fuck yeah, choke yourself on it," Zach said as Dave took him down his
throat, his eyes watering as he stared up at Zach and Zach's lightly
muscled torso and arms and green eyes grinning down at him. Dave half
moaned and half choked as he forced the dick down his throat till his nose
was in Zach's light blonde pubes and Dave's scruffy chin tickled his
balls. Zach kept his hands behind his head, letting Dave do all the work,
occasionally giving him directions like speed up or slow down or do that
thing with your tongue again.

After maybe 15 minutes Zach could tell Dave's jaw was approaching the most
it could take, so he slipped a leg between Dave's legs and started teasing
Dave's hole with a toe. "You ready to ride me?" Zach asked. Dave pulled
off, a long bead of saliva falling down his chin as he nodded red faced and
desperate.

Dave straddled Zach's waist on his knees and lined his dick up with his own
lubed hole. "No, lean back and get on your hands and feet, I wanna see you
fuck your self on me," Zach said, grinning again. Dave did, getting back in
a crab walk position as he slowly lowered himself on Zach's huge dick, pre
already staining the front of his jock. As Zach's head slipped past Dave's
ring they both moaned, Dave at the thickness and heat of Zach's dick Zach
at the buttery softness and pressure of Dave's hole. "How the fuck have I
not fucked you in 3 days," Zach laughed before shuddering as Dave's ass
slowly swallowed his dick.

"You're telling me," Dave said as he kept pushing down Zach's dick,
occasionally stopping to let his ass adjust. When he finally got down balls
deep he started thrusting up and down Zach's dick, Zach loving his view of
Dave's hole as it gripped and slid along his thick shaft.

Dave started riding Zach like a cowboy, taking his dick out till just the
head was inside than slamming his booty balls deep down Zach's full
length. He found a rhythm and kept up the pace, sweat slowly starting to
break out all over his small body from the exertion of holding himself up
on all fours, but Zach never told him to stop so he kept going. A thin
stream of pre started full on leaking through Dave's jockstrap as Zach felt
his ass tighten around his dick. "Holy fuck, I'm going to cum," Dave said
red faced and hardly believing it, but then his dick started spurting
through his jock across Zach's belly. That was all Zach needed to feel his
balls tighten as he grabbed Dave around the waist and pulled him onto his
dick as he shot inside him, pumping him full of his sweet creamy
cum. Keeping his dick inside him, Zach pushed Dave's legs down and pulled
him against his chest and made out with him as the last drops of cum leaked
from his dick into Dave's sloppy hole. After a few minutes of making out
Zach pulled back and said, "Sit on my face and lick my dick clean."

Dave smiled as he did as commanded, taking Zach's half hard dick in his
mouth and licking and sucking it clean while he spread his cheeks and
pushed his cum filled gaping boy hole against Zach's mouth. Zach loved the
taste of his own cum and the way his tongue could easily penetrate Dave's
loosened butt, and he loved the feeling of Dave sucking up every last bit
of cum and lube off his dick. They did that for a few minutes before Zach
pulled Dave's face back up to him and kissed and cuddled with him in the
bed.

Eventually Dave snuggled against Zach's side and Zach put an arm around
him. Dave smiled and looked up at him, "So, Dion, huh?"

Even after a good half hour of intense sex Zach couldn't help but blush, "I
kinda really like him."

"Don't like him too much or you'll get hurt, he's spoken for," Dave said.

"I know that," Zach said, "You and Kat are friends?"

"Yep. She actually initiated Dion messing around with me, we were all drunk
in her dorm their freshman year and she asked me to suck Dion off in front
of her. And then watched him fuck me. Pretty sure I was his first ass."

Zach laughed, "So you were both our first ass."

"God I'm such a slut aren't I," Dave said, hiding his face in Zach's pec
that was just starting to show some definition.

"I think we all are," Zach laughed, "Isn't that what college is for?"

Dave quickly gave Zach's nipple a little kiss and lick before turning his
face back up to him, "And things worked out with your friend?"

"Yep," Zach said smiling, "just some miscommunication. Little jealousy and
personal problems."

"What, is he closeted?"

"Nah, just a religious family and different friends learning things at
different times."

"Sounds like he might be closeted."

"I don't think so. He has a girlfriend he talks about all the time. He's
really into her."

"Were we not just talking about Dion?"

"This is different," Zach said. For some reason he couldn't really bring
himself to consider the possibility of Sean being into guys. He felt like
the thought was almost a betrayal of their friendship.

"If you say so," Dave said, nuzzling back against Zach and closing his
eyes, "I got class at 9 am but you're welcome to spend the night if you'd
like."

"That sounds kinda nice," Zach said, relaxing into the bed and Dave's
embrace. But just as his eyes started feeling heavy he heard Dave's phone
buzz on his desk.

"I should check that," Dave said as he walked over to pick it up. When he
checked it he looked like he'd just learned his pet died.

"I'm sorry Zach, but I have to go do something," he said as he started
putting his pants on.

"What's up?" Zach asked concerned.

"It's nothing, it's just, this thing with this guy and I have to go see him
real quick." Zach curled his hand and paused time. He picked Dave's phone
up and checked his messages. It was from "bitchnick" and just said "get
over here faggot." Zach put everything back in place and restarted time.

"You sound sad, though, what's the problem?"

Dave sat down at his desk chair and buried his face in his
hands. Eventually he looked up at Zach, tears in his eyes, "You know how I
said don't go to SAE? Well there's this brother there who I fooled around
with once, and he filmed it and basically blackmailed me into doing crazy
shit with him and if I don't keep doing shit he said he'll put the videos
online or send them to my parents."

"Oh my god dude, that's so fucked up. Can't you like go to the police or
something?"

"Nah he's fucking sneaky with it. Edits the videos so I look like I'm
totally into it, never threatens anything over text. It's whatever, I've
gotten used to it, just a thing I have to do."

"Who is this guy?"

"His name's Nick. He's a Junior, I think he's the wide receiver on the
football team."

Zach tried to be subtle as he said, "Wait, is he a blond guy with dark
eyebrows? Ripped and pretty but sounds like an asshole?"

"What he get you too?" Dave asked as he buttoned his jeans.

"No, it's just that, I heard an SAE guy that looked like that in the cub
the other day, and he was screaming about how he'd been hacked and all his
shit was deleted."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, he sounded really pissed off. Maybe some other person he blackmailed
actually did hack him and deleted all his shit."

"How could I know that for sure though?"

"Don't go over. Call his bluff."

Dave looked conflicted as he stared at his phone. It buzzed again. Dave
responded, and then a series of text came through. Dave sent one last text
before he set his phone down and smiled at Zach, "Looks like you were
right."

Zach paused time to check out the conversation.

bitchnick: "now."

Dave: "no."

bitchnick: "what u tryin to be a superstar now get your little cunt over
here

"Don't make me do it faggot come over now

"Do I need to fucking remind you"

Dave: "I think you do."

bitchnick: "FUCK YOU FAGGOT KILL YOURSELF"

Zach laughed as he put everything back in place and restarted time.

"Well there you go, fuck that guy and you never have to fuck him again,"
Zach said.

"Fuck it's such a relief," Dave said as he stripped his pants back off and
collapsed on the bed next to Zach. He turned over and faced him, "Don't get
me wrong, Nick is like crazy fucking hot, and you know I like to get fucked
hard, but that whole dynamic was just way too fucking stressful for me,
fuck him."

"Fuck him," Zach smiled back as he ran a hand along Dave's back.

"So I feel like I spoiled the post fuck sleep but you're still welcome to
stay the night," Dave said putting a hand on Zach's thigh. Zach smiled but
said, "No, I really should get back to my dorm. I'm done class at 3 though
and won't get the cast list up till 4, afternoon quickie?"

"Yes please," Dave said as they kissed and said goodbye. Dave did insist
that Zach wear his old hoodie instead of his own ruined ripped shirt. It
was just a little too short for Zach and showed off the very bottom of
Zach's belly, which Dave appreciated as he bent down and kissed it.

As Zach walked outside he took a quick glance around before he froze time
and made his way to SAE. The house was pretty quiet as most of the brothers
were in their rooms, so Zach made his way upstairs to Nick's room. He found
Nick jerking off in front of his computer, watching some gay bdsm porn, a
hot twink getting flogged and crying. That made Zach laugh.

Zach grabbed Nick's phone off the table and glanced through it. It looked
like Nick had been trying to get some numbers back, most of his texts were
contact info from his brothers, but it seemed like Dave was the only victim
he'd gotten hold of yet.

"You didn't even last the fucking weekend," Zach said to Nick's frozen
face. "What the fuck am I going to do with you?"

He wheeled Nick's chair away from the desk and looked at him. He really was
fucking ripped, his shirt stretching against his muscles. His dick was also
a fucking grower, it was little more than a nub soft but he was easily 6
inches hard and pretty thick. Zach knelt in front of him and pried Nick's
hand off his dick. Zach took Nick's dick in his mouth and started sucking
him, working his tongue and lips up and down the shaft, savoring the taste
of his pre and sweat. He sucked him a long time till he was sure Nick would
cum when he restarted time. Then Zach spread Nick's legs, took his balls in
one hand, then punched them hard 3 times with the other.

Zach put Nick and his phone back in place and then went into Nick's closet,
shutting the door behind him and kneeling down, trying to be as subtle as
possible but still have a view of Nick at his desk. Then he restarted time.

Immediately Nick bowled over onto his desk and choked as he tried to
breathe, both his hands grabbing his crotch. "What the fuck!" Nick hissed
as he rolled around on the ground, holding onto his nuts. Zach paused time
and went to get a better look at him. He was pleased to see Nick's shirt
and hand covered in cum.

"Maybe hold off on getting off for a bit," Zach said as he walked out the
room and left SAE.

As Zach got nearer to campus he checked that he was alone and restarted
time. He had missed the late summer breeze and enjoyed feeling it catch his
hair. As he walked past the 24 hour convenience store just off campus Zach
decided to stop by and get his own pack of cigarettes and a soda. He
greeted the teller as he walked to the back and picked out a coke, but when
he started back to the register the lottery machine sitting in the corner
caught his eye.

Zach sat on the beat up old stool in front of it. He'd never played before,
but the games had descriptions attached. When he saw what the dailies
numbers were he felt his stomach leap. "Pick 5 numbers and win instantly!"
It said. Zach put $2 into the machine and pressed 7 five times. Immediately
5 boxes came up on the screen and started flipping through numbers. 5 9 7 1
3. A red "Bust" message flashed across the screen, and beneath it a small
button--"Play again?"

Zach smiled. He might've felt bad about cheating at cards with friends, but
fuck the state. He pulled back the dial on his watch and set it back a
minute. Then he was standing in front of the machine again, and again he
took a seat. This time he knew just what he was looking for. He picked the
dailies and didn't hesitate as he typed in 5 9 7 1 3. The numbers started
spinning again, and not quite believing what he was seeing they stopped
again at 5 9 7 1 3.

The machine erupted in the artificial sound of falling coins and it flashed
a green on gold "JACKPOT!!! FANTASY 5 WINNER!!!--$84,320.00" across the
screen. Zach jumped to his feet and started dancing like some old
prospector that just struck gold.