The first half of the week went by as Will acclimated to the very public and shared life in the frat house with Sam, Chase, Diego, Dex, and a few other guys he met throughout the week. The others had taken less of an interest in getting to know him, which was just fine for now, given the recent whirlwind. He found that Allen was rarely around, removing the one potential obstacle to feeling out his new life there.
Each of Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday night, Will did his best to keep his eyes off of Sam in their room, or at least off of his body. He tried to distract himself or leave the room when Sam was showering or getting changed, but was completely distracted whenever he saw the muscular, tan, guy seemingly performing for him and flashing cocky smirks. Then again, Will couldn't be sure if he was just seeing what he wanted to see and what he hoped Sam was doing.
Will found it reassuring that he hadn’t done anything sexually with anyone since moving in, feeling welcomed as more than just a potential object for the other guys’ lust. They'd promised that, but he couldn't help wondering if they had more nefarious intentions; it didn't seem that way at all though, so far. At the same time, he almost wished he had been seen as just a little bit of a release for them; he'd started craving Sam’s taste and had dreamt of Chase’s perfect body every minute of every day.
On Thursday, he watched as the irresponsible, messy guys of the house suddenly got their shit together to prep for the party that night, readying to welcome a relatively new sorority on campus over to the house.
Chase morphed into a completely different person, barking aggressive and commanding orders to his fellow sophomores to clean up, prep tables for games, and drag kegs into place. He went from a loose, cocky fuck boy to chief planner, demonstrating how he’d gotten the social chair role after just joining last semester.
Will tried to offer a hand but Dex told him to simply study the dance of chores needed to prep for a successful party. Throughout the evening, more and more guys came over, most of whom introduced themselves to Will. Almost all of them, even those who Ethan pointed out were Allen’s friends that’d voted against Will’s auto bid, were far kinder and more welcoming than Will would’ve ever expected from his stereotyping of Greek life. Generally, they all seemed aggressively masculine and horny, but no one said anything that was truly a red flag and he was thankful that he’d yet to hear anyone hurl truly homophobic insults at each other. Chase had told him that the whole group had no tolerance for that kind of stuff, but he couldn’t be sure until he saw it for himself.
“You ready for tonight?” Ethan found Will just before 9pm as they geared up to welcome dozens of girls over the next hour for the night.
“Yeah I was here for that one party so I know what to expect,” Will responded, jittery.
“Eh, that was different. That was hosting an event for those two sororities, this is gonna be a shit show of games and hooks up.” Ethan shrugged.
“That’s fine, I’m excited for it!” Will did feel genuinely excited, even if a bit nervous. He was embracing that he belonged and was looking forward to making more of his own friends.
“Cool, well if you need anything just find me,” Ethan fist bumped Will and walked down into the basement to look over the finishing touches.
“Ayyy Will! How’s week one my dude!?” Dex dabbed him up, pulling him into a one handed quick hug.
“It’s good man, I’m loving it!” Will smiled, again working to get his adrenaline flowing.
“You better make us look good…” Dex made a serious face, before busting out laughing.
Will laughed back, “I’ll live up to the hype, I promise.”
The girls started arriving between 9:30 and 10:00, pouring into the house in the least clothing permitted in public imaginable. Ethan and Diego took responsibility for keeping an eye on Will, introducing him to tons of girls in his sophomore year and the leaders of the sorority. Every girl who met him was fascinated with the mystery guy who was able to join the most prestigious frat on campus in the middle of the semester out of the blue.
Will kept an eye on Sam when he could, watching him use his handsome looks and mystique to woo girls left and right, ensuring they’d speak highly of their night across the campus tomorrow. Will watched them literally swoon and blush as Sam worked through the crowd. He’d flash smiles and winks and, as soon as he’d turn his head away, his face would immediately go serious again, as he moved onto the next grouping.
“Will!” Chase beckoned to him in the basement around midnight, after Will had indulged a good amount, the party bumping around them, “these girls want to meet you!”
“Hey!” Will approached, easing back into being the aloof, goofy, golden retriever that he was with Maddie before the last few weeks, “whatsssss up!”
“Hey I’m Allie and this is Chrissy!” A blonde girl said, “we’re in your and Chase’s year!”
“Ohhh cool!” Will responded.
“Weren’t you dating Madison? That senior?” Chrissy asked.
“Yeah I was, but we broke up…” Will’s smile faded.
“It’s fine, Willy is on the prowl now and gonna get his little willie wet!!” Chase made a humping motion into the air.
Will rolled his eyes at the girls and shook his head, “has he always been like this?”
“Unfortunately!” Allie smirked.
“Oh shut up, you didn’t mind it when you were screaming my name last weekend!” Chase grinned and Will’s eyes went wide.
“Chase!!” Chrissy slapped his shoulder.
Chase was like a little kid, meaning well but too unserious to realize how to act like an adult in public, a horny 19 year old who thought with one head much more than the one sitting above his neck.
The four of them exchanged a few more pleasantries, before Chase nudged Allie and nodded his head towards the stairs. She whispered something to Chrissy and took Chase’s hand, disappearing up to the main floor. Will felt deep jealously and envy towards her, and what she was probably about to get to do with him.
He moved more through the basement, finding Sam, “hey!”
“Yo, hey Will!” Sam had definitely had a few drinks and gave Will a tight, sweaty hug, smelling of beer.
“Someone is having fun!” Will laughed.
“Yeah man! Good party!” Sam turned and pointed at a short red haired girl whose chest was abnormally big for her petite size, “you see that girl? That’s Danielle…can I get the bedroom for the next hour or two?”
Will stepped back and looked him up and down, as a lightning bolt of severe hurt rushed through his body that caught him off guard. “Oh. Uhm. Yeah sure…of course yeah…” He didn’t want to be labeled a cock block but the thought of Sam bringing a girl up to their room felt like someone wedging a knife into Will’s heart. He tried to force an encouraging smile and nodded to Sam, who made his way for the redhead.
Will saw Ethan leaning against the wall taking to a girl and approached him, “hey what’s up?”
Ethan raised an eyebrow, “let me guess, everyone is starting to disappear upstairs and you don’t know what to do?”
Will gave a small, innocent, nod and chuckled.
“You’re not alone. It’s a weird part of the night, even for all of us…one minute you’re raging with the boys and the next everyone is off for their hook ups…you get used to it. It’s easier when you’re one of the ones disappearing upstairs obviously.”
Will was sure he’d never get used to Sam going off with a girl. “Gotcha…where’s Diego? I haven’t seen him in like an hour?”
“He went upstairs with some girl a while ago, who knows,” Ethan responded, shrugging, “speaking of which, I’m gonna get out of here soon myself…” he gave a subtle nod towards the girl he’d been talking to, who’d now shifted her focus to her friends, “just chill with whoever’s around man, have fun.” Ethan turned back towards the girl.
Will wandered upstairs, unsure of what to do with himself with all the guys he considered actual friends now taken, likely all getting laid with various random girls they’d just met. He stumbled through the rickety door onto the porch of the backyard, sitting on the step and taking in the mixed sounds of buzzing insects and thumping bass from inside.
After 10 minutes, he found himself starting to doze off and caught his head falling, just as the door opened again. A disheveled Dex came outside with something in his hand that had smoke coming off of it. He took a big inhale of it and sat down next to Will, clasping his shoulder.
“Yo man!” He blew smoke out into Will’s face, “have fun?!”
“Yeah I am, just tired now,” Will responded, rubbing his eyes and coughing.
Dex smiled, “you get used to running on fumes, that’s what Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday are for…sleep ,sleep, sleep!” He took another hit.
“Why aren’t you off getting with a girl?” Will looked behind him towards the door.
“Ah not meant to be tonight, I struck out with this chick I was talking to this week. My room is ‘being used’ anyway, it’s all good!” He leaned back on his elbows, flicking the short white rolled stick around in his mouth hands-free, before pulling it out again.
“What about you?” Dex asked, his eyes glazed over and dilated.
“Nah I don’t even know what I’d be going for. Just having fun meeting new people and stuff,” Will explained.
“Ah damn,” Dex tossed the smoking bud out onto the ground, “well you’re bi now right?”
Will felt his head jerk back at the bluntness, “I mean…I wouldn’t say that…I…don’t know what I am…” he thought about it and looked at the moon. Dex didn’t say anything, either because he was giving Will space or, more likely, because he as high as a kite and couldn’t focus. “Actually I guess probably at this point, I’m at least bi, yeah…”
“Awesome dude,” Dex squeezed his shoulder again.
Will shook his head and laughed at how some things with these guys was the biggest ordeal in the world, while others were no different than talking about the weather.
“So. They really hyped you up and I struck out with the ladies. Sorry to be so forward, but would you wanna blow me?”
“What?” Will thought he’d heard him wrong.
“What?! I’m sorry to make you the backup plan! I guess I shouldn’t assume you’d be into me, sorry! But if you are…it would be nice to get off with more than my hand tonight!” Dex smiled, “I don’t mean to offend if you’re not down to clown, I promise!”
Will thought it over, wondering if this would be a good test of his sexuality. Dex was cute, but nothing special like Chase and Sam. He had a disheveled, nerdy and hipster look about him and a very average build. He wasn’t slim like Will, wasn’t muscular like Sam, and definitely wasn’t the chiseled definition of Chase. But he was still cute and his personality added to his charm.
In Will’s moment of thinking, Dex followed up, “sorry is this awkward? I guess it’s a little forward, I’ve never had a gay friend. Or wait…not gay…bi. Sorry! I just figured we’re friends now, so I thought I could just be straight up! Don’t they say it’s less complicated between guys?!”
Will bursted out laughing at the high rant, “you’re funny Dex.”
Dex responded with a silly sideways face and stuck his tongue out. "That, I am."
“I uhh…” Will stammered, feeling his face grow hot. “Uhh, yeah. Yeah, I would.”
Dex’s smile widened, “Oh yeah?” he said, his voice still casual. “Cool. Come on, then. Let’s get away from the porch light.”
Will eyed him, curiously, weighing what he was inferring.
“Chill dude!” Dex added, “I’m not embarrassed about it. I wouldn’t want to fuck a girl where someone could interrupt either,” he grinned.
Dex stood, offering Will a hand. Will took it, the unexpected warmth of Dex’s grip sending a jolt through him. Dex led him away from the house, towards the overgrown section of the backyard behind a dilapidated shed. A rickety wooden bench sat nestled amongst tall weeds, the faint light from the porch and moon barely illuminating the space.
Dex turned to Will, his expression unreadable in the dark. “So, uh, this is probably a good spot. Private enough.”
“This is creepy Dex,” Will laughed nervously.
Dex shrugged and quickly unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them with his boxer briefs down to his knees, his movements nonchalant, as if he were simply getting changed in the locker room. Will’s eyes widened as Dex’s soft penis, surrounded by a dense forest of dark pubes, flopped out into the cool air. Dex settled back onto the bench, his posture relaxed, his hands resting loosely on his thighs.
“This is a little weird with your homie…,” Dex murmured to himself. “No pressure if you’re not really feeling it…seriously…”
Will shook his head, his throat tight. He reached out, his fingers brushing against the skin of Dex’s shaft. It was completely soft and looked relatively small with the dense hair around it. He brought his mouth to it, tentatively at first, his lips closing around the head. It was soft, a little damp, and the taste was musky and strong from the party all night. He moved his tongue tentatively, exploring, as a soft groan escaped Dex’s lips.
Will quickly felt a surge of desire with his mouth back on a guy’s privates and, as he continued to suck, the feeling of Dex’s cock hardening in his mouth turned him on beyond belief. Dex’s very average dick, between five and a half and six inches (14-15 cm) reached its full length in his mouth, in just twenty or third seconds. Will smelled the sweat of his pubes around it every time he buried his head down onto it.
He was definitely at least bi. There was no denying it anymore.
Dex ran his hand through Will’s hair, letting out low moans, “damn, the guys were right man…you're so good at sucking dick...”
Will was done feeling bad or any shame around this. He’d spent years being the good, perfect boyfriend, and now that he was having fun, he was going to enjoy it. Without thinking too long about it, Will unbuttoned his own jeans and lowered his clothes just enough for his smooth five inches (13 cm) to spring free. He pulled his jeans down a little more, letting himself feel the cool night air on his exposed skin.
Dex laughed, “Oh, shit, wow, your dick’s out! Fuck yeah dude, have som fun!” His voice was laced with a surprised chuckle, but there was no hint of disgust. If anything, he seemed even more intrigued that sucking dick was turning Will on.
Will obeyed, his hand finding his own dick while his mouth stayed Dex’s, the dual sensations on either end of his body intoxicating. He focused on Dex’s pleasure, on the deepening moans that vibrated through him, the way Dex’s thighs would contract every time Will went as deep as he could. Will reached a hand up Dex’s shirt and felt his soft belly, coated in hair. Next, Will moved his hand under Dex and cupped his balls, massaging them with his left hand, while his mouth worked Dex’s cock and his right hand worked his own. He felt a mess of hair under his balls, too, by his taint.
“Mhmm I’m getting close already man, keeping playing with my balls…”
Will felt a deep responsibility to bring him to completion. He increased the pressure of his mouth and even applied some to the hairy patch of skin under Dex’s sack.
“Really close…where do you want it?” Dex started to rub Will’s head through his hair harder. Will let his accelerating sucking serve as his response.
He instinctively pushed his mouth down as far as he could, drawing Dex’s penis all the way into his throat for the first time, triggering an immediate orgasm.
“Ughh, shit...” Dex jerked forward, seizing in pleasure and grabbing Will’s hair as Will swallowed warm juices directly into his throat. The whole time, he kept jerking himself off too, desperate to cum while sucking down Dex’s semen, but he couldn’t get fully there that quickly.
He pulled his mouth away, leaving Dex’s penis slick and softening in the darkness. Will’s own hand was still on his penis, furiously masturbating and starting to feel self-conscious of his straight friend waiting for him to finish. He stared at the ground, his mind a whirlwind of new sensations. Dex watched him, his expression a mixture of lingering pleasure, calm, and amusement at seeing Will desperately trying to finish.
“You good dude?” Dex asked, his voice still slightly raspy.
Will nodded, still processing. “Yeah. I…I’m trying to finish, I’m…I’m really sorry.” He hesitated, then let the question come tumbling out, “can I…can I put your dick back in my mouth? While I finish?”
Dex blinked as a slow, incredulous smile spread across his face. “Wow,” he said, his voice soft. “You really like cock, huh?” He chuckled, a low, friendly sound. “Yeah, man. Go for it. I don't care. Totally.”
Reassured, Will brought Dex’s softening penis back into his mouth. This time, there was no hesitation, no uncertainty. He wanted to savor the lingering taste of Dex’s sweatiness and cum. He needed to know that a penis was in his mouth and against his tongue.
He moaned around it, savoring the soft, squishy texture covered in sticky aftermath still. His moans grew louder until he was bordering on screaming with his mouth on Dex’s soft dick. He finally let go, spraying cum onto the ground below them, panting and convulsing as the orgasm rode for longer than ever before. As he pulled his sticky hand away from himself, wiping it on the ground, he finally pulled his mouth back from Dex, who quickly dressed.
“Fuck dude, that was wild!” Dex smiled and stood up, offering his hand to the opposite hand of the one Will had used on himself. Will took the hand and stood up, quickly pulling his pants and underwear back up as he started to soften, tucking himself away.
“Thanks man, that was awesome!” Dex fist-bumped him.
“Just two friends chillin, right?” Will smiled back and Dex laughed. They rejoined the party next to each other, both high off of their releases.
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