Chapter 6: The Party
Synopsis: Luke gets dragged into a party in a way he doesn't want. To his surprise, his night takes an unusual turn when he meets a masked stranger.
“Hi Luke.” The sophomore said casually, eyes opened a little wider than usual at seeing the fully nude freshman. Luke eeped and hid behind the door.
Of course he couldn't be bothered to check the peephole. He was so certain that it was Leo. He just flashed a sophomore. Now word would probably get around, and he'd probably never live this down.
“Oh hi Austin.” His face all red. Austin could only see his face and the hand holding the door open.
“I dropped by to see if you wanted to come to a party with me and Neil?” His mouth curved upward in smile, whether it was at seeing Luke's naked state or about inviting him, Luke didn't know.
“Oh, I'm kind of busy.” Austin chuckled at Luke's reply. Why couldn't Neil have come instead? Still embarrassing, but Neil already saw everything except his cock. At least it was soft.
“You're actually in the right outfit.” Now here comes the teasing.
“What?”
“It's a costume party.” He winked.
“Are you crazy? I'm not going in my birthday suit!”
“That's not what I had in mind. May I come in?” If he said no, he knew there was almost a definite possibility that Austin would whisper about what he saw to Neil and perhaps more people...
“Uh, give me a second.” He shut the door and hastily wrapped the discarded towel around him. He opened the door and let him in. “I got back from taking a shower.”
“Oh, I thought you only did that once a week. Guess I came at a good time.” Austin teased.
Luke blew a raspberry at him. “If you're so concerned you can wash my ass then.” Austin didn't respond to that.
“Like I said it's a costume party” He was holding what looked to be a costume in his hand. “It's a fraternity party so you have to wear a costume to get in.” He gave in a cheesy grin in an attempt to convince Luke.
“I don't have a costume.” Luke responded flatly, ignoring what was Austin had balled up. “I don't do much dress up.” Today's events notwithstanding. “And no way am I going in my birthday suit.”
“I thought as much so I brought this just in case.” Austin unraveled the costume. Luke looked at it.
“Absolutely not.” It was a skin tight Spiderman costume. Luke folded his arms in disgust.
“It has a mask.” Austin pulled out the separate face piece. “No one but me will know who it is.”
“No way. I'm not wearing that flimsy thing to a party.”
“Just try it on. It's not that revealing, and it has a mask. Who's going to know it's you?”
“If it will get you to shut up, I'll put it on, but I'm not going.” Austin smiled softly and gave him the costume. “Turn around.” Luke demanded. “And no peeking.”
“Your wish is my command.” Austin gave him a curt bow and turned around to face the door. He made a show about covering his eyes too.
Luke slipped into the costume. It was a struggle. Austin didn't know his size. It was tight like the onesie, one size too small. He looked down. His butt was on full display. His cock could clearly be seen. He groaned and wrapped the towel around him.
“Ok it's on.” Austin spun around and snorted when he saw the towel around Luke.
“Wait I got to zip it up.” There was a zipper in the back. Luke groaned and let Austin perform this ceremonial moment. Austin deliberately took his time with the zipper. “Don't want to break it.” It went all the way to halfway up his neck.
“Ok now go. I'm not wearing this to the party.” He stared Austin down. Austin had about four inches in height on him and stared back, finding it amusing. He wasn't concerned at all about Luke's defiance, like he didn't really care at all if Luke went to the party or hid in his dorm room. The blonde felt that he was at a disadvantage because of it even though he held are the cards here. Austin had to convince him.
“Did you at least check yourself out in the mirror before wrapping the towel around yourself?” Austin asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Yes, and it's obscene.” Austin sighed.
“Fine put some clothes over it and keep the mask. We'll find some other party. It'll be like wearing snug pajamas.” Luke smiled as Austin relented.
Luke threw on a hoodie and sweatpants. “I didn't have time this week to ask around for parties. What do you have in mind?” He queried the sophomore.
“Oh well, we'll figure something out. There's always something going on. Let's go.” Luke followed Austin to the lobby of the dorm. To his surprise, Neil was there with a guy in a venom suit. Neil gave him a warm smile.
“Oh so you did come Luke! Awesome!”
“Oh yeah I guess.” Luke gave him a very obvious frown. He was not happy to be stuck in the skin tight suit even with clothes covering it. It glued itself to his skin.
“You're smart to bundle up.” Neil pointed at Venom. “Calvin here just went with his clothes under.”
“Better safe than frozen I guess.” Luke was blushing. Only Austin knew that he had nothing under there. He knew now was the time to flee. Since Neil and Calvin were there, they were all going to the frat party.
“Uh, I don't know guys. My stomach is starting to hurt.” He clutched his belly in a vain attempt to fake sudden illness, His face contorting in pain.
Calvin, still wearing the venom mask, put his arm around Luke. “Come on man. It'll be awesome. Don't get cold feet now.” Luke couldn't figure how Calvin could get all of his hair under the mask without bulging out. “I'm not going to let you chicken out that easily. You always do this. You got this dude.”
Austin gave Luke a look that conveyed pity. “Look, if he's not up for it. You and Neil can go. We'll just stay here.”
“Why can't you go?” Luke questioned. “And also, why aren't you two in costumes too?” Neil giggled and Austin smirked.
“Well.” Neil replied. “It's a fraternity party. If you're a girl, you get in for free...”
“But if you're a guy.” Austin piped in. “You have to be an upperclassmen and bring a Freshman in a costume.” Neil nodded. So the freshman are just tickets, objects. Great sign.
“The freshman pledges and freshman members for the frat are wearing costumes too. It's kind of like a second Halloween.” Neil added.
“But the freshman are on display like idiots.” Luke flatly stated.
Everyone but him laughed. “Yep some stupid hazing ritual.” Calvin never took his hand off Luke, knowing that there was a huge possibility that he would bolt if given the chance.
“Don't worry Luke.” Calvin said in an attempt to relieve Luke's worries. “At least one of us will be around you so you don't get lost.” He squeezed his shoulder. “Or cornered.” Luke flinched. “It'll be fine dude. We got you.”
“Fine.” Luke huffed. He could imagine the grin on Calvin's face. He thought that Neil and Austin were playing a trick, and it wasn't actually a costume party. If that was the case, he was running straight back to the dorm, locking his door, and swearing profanities at the two guys in his head for the rest of the weekend.
The four of them walked to the Kappa Kappa Delta fraternity house, which Luke wasn't familiar with, but he heard it was one of the rowdier fraternities, if not the rowdiest. This made Luke nervous. He figured he'd check it out to make Calvin and Neil happy then get one of them to leave with him. He didn't like that he was going to be naked under the costume, even with the clothes.
Once they were about a block away from the house, which was on the edge of campus, Austin turned to Luke. “Ok time to put the costume on.” Luke put the mask on. Austin nodded. “Ok, but take the clothes off.”
“Um, I don't want to do that. It's too cold.” Luke objected. The particular frat they were going to was already giving him cold feet. The tight suit was a bridge too far.
“Luke, we told you already. They aren't going to let us in with just the mask. There's going to be some pledges wearing tunics that barely cover anything. You got to play along. Besides the heat is going to be on full blast. You won't freeze. You may even sweat in that suit.” Luke crossed his arms in defiance. Nothing Austin said would convince him. It was not happening.
“Easy for you to say. You're not the one in this get up. Maybe if you picked a different costume that wasn't so revealing than I wouldn't be so pissed right now.” Austin gave him a sheepish look.
“Come on man.” Calvin tried sweet talking him. “Do it for me buddy.” He got behind him and started rubbing his shoulders. Luke huffed. He wasn't going to do it. Calvin didn't need him at the party. The three guys were intending to make a fool of him. He knew it.
“Guess we pushed you too much buddy.” Neil said, rubbing his own neck in embarrassment. “We can go back.”
“Nah.” Calvin spoke for the nervous, defiant boy. “He ALWAYS gets cold feet and wants to back out. He just needs a little push.” Without a warning, Venom pantsed Spidey.
“Dude.” Luke cried. He bent down to pick them up.
“Step out of them.” Calvin ordered in an aggressive tone. Luke begrudgingly obliged. He became passive in response to Calvin's aggressiveness. He didn't like that that was his snap instinct.
“See he just needs some encouragement.” He tapped Luke on his lower back. “This needs to come off too. Raise 'em.” Luke frowned under his mask and raised his arms. Calvin swiftly lifted the hoodie up and off of him. Spiderman was standing fully in front of them. The three of them took him in. They were all surprised at how tight the suit was. It left little to the imagination.
“Damn dude you free balling?” Neil commented. Luke covered his genitals with both of his hands, feeling like he was naked. “I'll take that as a yes.” Luke kicked himself for not demanding to put on underwear before they left.
“Neil shut up.” Austin barked. “You're making him nervous.” He knew Luke had zero intention of wearing the costume, especially free balling, but Calvin was pushing Luke. “Don't worry Luke. No one will know it's you. Relax. Austin said, moving the hair out of his eyes, trying to soothe him with his words. “It'll be fun. You got the mask. No one will know it's you. We're gonna party and have a good time.” While Austin said this, Calvin rubbed his shoulders, which was ineffective. There was a few choice words Luke wanted to say to Calvin, who was pushing him to his doom.
“There's nothing to worry about.” His disloyal buddy consoled him. Calvin discarded Luke's clothes behind a shrub. “We can come back and get these later. Let's go.” He pulled Luke by the arm. Calvin was stronger than Luke so he couldn't pull away unless he kicked Calvin in the balls. He went more often to the gym with Travis than he did. He was contemplating it real hard.
The four of them got to the party, waiting in line for their turn to get in. He was a lamb going to the slaughter. He'd be humiliated in this get up. All the girls got in for free, but the upperclassman and his freshman “boy” had to hold hands to get by the two frat bouncers. Of course, they were the stereotypical massive and mean looking ones. The frat really wanted to degrade freshman even though it was the spring semester. Whoever was in charge of this chapter was on a real power trip evidently. Luke's face was red as they got closer to the entrance. The bouncer smacked Calvin's ass first as Calvin and Neil were in front of them. Calvin groaned in pain. Luke tried to sneak around the bouncer that did that by going to the opposite side of Austin, but the other bouncer smacked him instead. HARD. He felt like it could have left a hand print. He did everything to not make a sound, knowing it would encourage more smacks.
“Have fun princess.” The bouncer said. “When my replacement comes, I'm heading straight for you.”
Austin whispered in his ear. “They're trying to scare you. Don't give them a reaction. The frat guys won't bother you unless they know you're a pledge, or you give them a reason.”
He decided that the mask was going to be staying on the entire night because he didn't want to be seen with his dump truck ass clinging to thin fabric. His face revealed would only encourage more behavior like what the bouncers did because people could see Luke contort his face in pain. There were fraternity members going around with paddles, but they seemed to only be using them on people they knew were pledges like they had a list in their mind of which pledge was wearing what and conducted paddling accordingly. But he knew that frat guys could flip on a dime. He did not want to attract their attention.
The party was a ton of people dancing and strobe lights. You could barely move around without bumping into somebody. A lot of people brushed up against Luke, which made him feel very sensitive about his nudity under the costume. There was also a few momentarily groping hands. The music was turned up and heavy on bass. So, forget about hearing anyone unless they were right in your ear. He didn't take particularly account of the other frosh besides what must have been a pledge dressed up as cupid, forced to wear a diaper. None of this would have bothered Luke if he wasn't in an exposed condition, but he felt vulnerable. At any moment, a frat guy or some drunken clown, would pull down his zipper, and people would find out that he was completely naked under the costume. He expected some of the more sober people were aware.
“I want to leave.” He whispered in Austin's ears, who hadn't let go of his hand as they made there way through the party into the kitchen area, where most of the booze was. Calvin and Neil already went off gallivanting. Austin squeezed his hand. He got a beer for himself and a bottle of water for Luke.
Austin looked at Luke for a moment, trying to read him, but the mask made that moot. “Come on Spidey.” He took him upstairs. They plopped themselves down on an empty bed in an open frat room after Austin closed the door. He lifted Luke's mask a little bit above his nose and told him to drink some water. Luke uncapped it and drank like half the water. Austin started texting on his phone. Then he got behind Luke, put his legs on either side of him, and started rubbing his shoulders like Calvin did. “Just relax and let loose a little.” He said. “It's alright. You're going to have some fun tonight as long as you relax. We're at a party, not a torture dungeon.” Luke just let him talk.
A few minutes later Neil came in. He sat down on the bed next to them, holding a beer in his hand. “Want to go home?” He looked at the blonde carefully even though he couldn't see the top half of his face. Luke grabbed the beer in Neil's hand and chugged it down. That took Neil of guard. Trying to get Luke to slow down, he cried out. “Whoa, easy there buddy.” Luke belched.
“Yeah I think I can do it for a little bit.” Austin squeezed his shoulders.
“You sure? We can walk out right now. No big deal.” Austin told him. He rubbed his upper back with his thumbs, hands not living his shoulders.
“No.” Luke hesitated, not wanting to ruin their night even though he knew he was not going to have a good time. “I want to try.”
“Have some more water.” Austin said. Luke took a big gulp and finished the bottle.
“Good?” Luke nodded. Austin pulled the mask back down. “Remember, don't let anyone else lift this mask up even if it's just your mouth or nose. Some guys may be running around with wild stuff. There's been rumors about someone selling a strain of weed that makes people insanely horny and lowers their inhibitions, even in small doses.”
“Or spiked drinks.” Neil added. He placed a hand on Luke's shoulder. “Though I think that weed stuff is just a crazy rumor that your floor started.” Neil got up. “Who's watching him, you or me?”
“Want to do a coin flip?” Austin chuckled.
“Well, you wanted him instead of Calvin.” Neil stated amused.
“So did you.” Austin reminded him. He nudged Luke in the back with his palm. “But I knew crazy Calvin would be running all over the place. You're the hall monitor. He's your mess to clean up after. Got to keep a watch on your naughty boys.” He winked.
“Yeah I should make sure he's not running loose.” Neil chuckled. “But you got the naughtiest boy here.” He smiled and winked at Luke before heading out the door. He went back downstairs, searching for Venom.
Austin leaned in and whispered to Luke. “You're his favorite you know? He talks about you all the time.”
Luke groaned. That elicited a hearty laugh out of Austin.
“Yeah, sorry for taking him away from you for one night.” He giggled. “You ready to join the festivities?”
“Yeah.” Luke croaked.
“Maybe some more water first.”
Austin and Luke eventually went downstairs to the party. Luke got into the rhythm of it and did some dancing. Girls seemed to line up to dance with him. Well, it was crowded so more like grind up against him briefly, but he thought that even if it was not crowded, they'd being doing that anyways. To his surprise, the girls didn't give him an erection at all. He didn't know if that disappointed the girls, or they were too busy partying to care. None of them talked to him about anything. It was like he was a piece of furniture. If they did say anything, he doubted that either of them could hear it anyways.
At least he didn't have to serve beers like some of the freshman pledges. He saw one freshman in a toga, and a frat brother thought it was funny to disrobe him. He was wearing tighty whites, which Luke was sure he was told to be. He was probably handed the pair that very same evening. No one really noticed or cared, but the poor guy's face was clearly red as he rushed into the bathroom with the toga as some of the frat guys laughed. Luke sympathized with his situation.
Austin gave him more water, but Luke wanted some drinks. So begrudgingly on Austin's part, they did get some from the kitchen. Eventually they drifted down to the basement, which was darker, but had games going on. Austin and Neil got into a few rounds of beer pong and were winning so they got into it. Calvin was cheering them on. Luke was standing there on the sidelines, watching the action.
Then, in the claustrophobic space of the packed basement, he was approached by a guy in a wrestling singlet and a luchador mask. “Hey man you a pledge here?”
“Nah.” Luke curtly responded. The music wasn't so loud down here so people could actually have conversations.
“Me neither.” The guy shirked his head. “Just wanted some fun, and a junior teammate of mine wanted to get into this one.” He laughed. “Some of the pledge costumes are crazy. They put them through the fucking wringer.” Luke gave the guy a once over. He was shorter then Luke, but he really did look like he wrestled here. He could see his body was shredded.
“Yeah.” Luke thought he could say the same about both of their costumes. The singlet supported and showed off the guy's curves nicely.
“I heard one of the guys in a toga had his unravel.” The guy giggled. “He rushed into the bathroom.” Oh so maybe more people noticed than Luke thought.
“That sucks.” Luke wanted to get out of here before he suffered a similar wardrobe malfunction.
“Yeah, that's why I brought my good stuff.” He gestured to his singlet and rubbed his abs. He flicked one of the straps. “Nice and supportive.” And certainly tantalizing.
“I see.” Luke's eyes were glued to the guy's body. The guy could tell that Luke's head was angled downward.
“Let's go upstairs.” He coolly said. “It's quieter all the way up. We can talk easier.”
“Uh huh yeah.” Luke looked at Austin and Neil, caught up with the game. The luchador pulled Luke upstairs, and he blindly followed. The alcohol made him compliant. He decided that he didn't need to be babysat by Austin and Neil. He could take care of himself. The guy took Luke upstairs to an empty bedroom, where there was another Luchador, this one was about the same height as Luke and leaner than the smaller one. He had an orange mask while the shorter one had a green one.
“We got a free man here.” The green guy joked. The orange one whooped, beer in his hand. The two of them sat on the bed with the orange guy. They were wearing the same singlet.
“You two wrestlers?”
“Yeah” The orange one said. “We're on the college team, trying to get on varsity, but it's tough when you're at the bottom of the ladder, trying to get into the good graces of two of our teammates by coming to this stupid hazing ritual. They begged us to be their entry ticket.” The two wrestlers laughed.
“Freshman got to put up with the most stupid shit.” The green guy agreed. “The two of them are off partying while we're all on display like mannequins.”
“Yeah I hear that. The frat seems to want to beat that into everyone's head tonight.” The two of them laughed.
“Yeah those tools.” The green one concurred. Though he quickly changed the subject. “You look really fit dude. You do any sports? Besides fighting crime?” The green one inquired. That got a laugh out of Luke.
“Not here, but I played some basketball, soccer, and running in school. I go to the gym here occasionally to stay in shape.”
“Woo...we got the full package here.” The orange one smiled, which Luke could see as the luchador mask had an opening for the mouths and eyes. His hand was resting on his thigh, and Luke could have sworn he meant to move it toward his crotch but stopped when he saw the guy in the Spiderman costume glancing down in his direction. Luke could tell he was free balling like himself, and he could also tell the package was impressive. He would have licked his lips if not for the mask.
The three of them engaged in some chit chat for a while, talking about being a freshman, sports, what it was like for the two wrestling. Would any of them remember any of this tomorrow? Who knows?
“How does it feel wrestling another guy?” Luke wondered. Some guys thought of it as sexual so they would refuse to do it as a sport. He remembered that being a major point of contention when he was in high school.
“Sweaty and tense actually.” The green guy says. “But you get an exhilarating rush when you pin another guy, especially when you completely dominate them, especially if the guy's bigger. That's the best. I love it when I have a guy completely under my control.”
“But we prefer to do our wrestling off the mat as much as we can.” The orange one chimed in, stopping the green guy from going on a tangent.
“Yeah we try to do more of that than training.” The green one nodded and laughed. Then he added. “But it's tough to squeeze it all in.” He obviously squeezed his package.
“Yeah chicks can be like that.” Luke responded. The two wrestlers chuckled. That set off a light bulb in his head that this was going to be more than just friendly chit chat.
“So true dude.” The green one clasped his hand on Luke's shoulder. “Pussy is too inconsistent. I wish I could get more. A lot more.” He rubbed Luke in a slow, methodical fashion.
“We all do.” The orange one replied, putting his hand on Luke's other shoulder and doing the same. “And you get more than me. I can't see why you're complaining.” He told his teammate.
“Not my fault the girls go gaga over all these.” The green one took his hand off Luke and pulled the straps off his singlet, revealing the entirety of his toned abs. “You got some work to do buddy.” He rubs his abs, looking at the orange one in a teasing manner. The orange one crossed his arms and huffed. He turned over to Luke, “Hey Spidey, you ever try poppers?”
“Poppers? Is that a type of weed?” Luke said, remembering what Austin said about the horny weed strand. He was taken aback by the abrupt shift in conversation. The green guy did not like to beat around the bush. The two of them giggled.
“No, but it makes you feel good like weed.” The green one responded. “Want to try?”
“You show me first.” Luke figured it that this was his last chance to get up and leave, but curiosity got the best of him so he stayed.
“Gladly. Show him.” He looked at the orange one, who pulled out a small bottle that he hid in his singlet. He took it and uncapped the lid. He pressed it up to his nose. The guy inhaled. Then, he put it up to his friend's nose and had him take a deep inhale. “See. I press it up to your nostril, and you hold the fumes in. It'll make you feel real good.” The green guy grabbed the bottle and scooted right next to Luke and pulled up the mask so you could see the bottom of his nose. He closed one nostril and pressed the bottle right into the other. “Take a deep breath Spidey.” Luke breathed in. Green held it there for longer than he and Orange did for their hits. Once Luke got a good whiff of it, the green guy switched nostrils and made the blonde take another hit. Like he was meticulously counting the time in his head, the green guy retracted the bottle and gave it to the orange guy, who took another hit. Then, he started to rub Luke's torso.
Soon, Luke started to get hot, real hot. He felt like he needed to strip off his clothes to cool down. He didn't get a chance as the green guy smashed into him and started making out with him passionately. Luke hungrily responded, reciprocating the kiss. “Damn Spidey. You're fucking hot. I didn't know that I'd need a hero so badly tonight, but you came swooping in with that big, fucking ass, and I just had to have you.” By now their arms were wrapped around each other.
“So are you.” Luke moaned back. The orange guy got behind Luke and pressed his body against Luke's back. The green guy stopped the kissing for a moment and moved his hands back to Luke's front. Orange uncapped the bottle and made Luke take another hit. The two wrestlers continued to rub Luke's body all around as the green guy's tongue battled with Luke. The two rotated Luke around so the Orange guy could make out with him as well. The green guy gingerly grabbed the zipper on Luke's costume and tapped it. He drummed his fingers around the area, letting Luke know what was coming. Luke was so hot he felt like he was beginning to sweat. He broke the kiss with the orange guy and said. “Get me out of this thing. I'm too hot.” The green guy grinned behind Luke's back. Then, slowly, he pulled the zipper all the way down, exposing Luke's bare back. The green guy hungrily started to plant kisses along Luke's back. “Oh wow.” Luke moaned.
As Luke continued to make out with the taller wrestler, the smaller hunk ordered, “Make him take another hit. The tall hunk broke the kiss and pressed the poppers to Luke's nostrils, repeating the process. As the new wave of poppers hit him, the kisses planted on him made him feel like he was on fire in ecstasy. He couldn't believe it. The green one lifted Luke's arm out and pulled on the sleeve until it came off Luke entirely. He kissed his shoulder, and then repeated the process with the other arm. The smaller guy wrapped his front around Luke's bare back and started nibbling on his neck. Luke was completely lost in the wave of pleasures and halfway out of his costume. The wrestlers were tag teaming him, and he loved it.
As Luke's mouth was getting probed by the orange guy, who was now teasing his nipples, which Luke responded to by slipping his hand under his singlet and fondling one of his. The green one started rubbing Spidey's lower back and continued with more kisses, getting rougher and rougher. Then, he kept going lower and lower until he forced his hand under the costume, feeling Luke's sweet behind in all its glory.
“Dude!” The green one called out. “He's not wearing anything under his costume. Fucking Jackpot!” The orange guy laughed.
“Guess we picked the right guy! He's just like us.” Luke squirmed.
“Give him another. Let's get him ready.”
The orange guy brought the bottle up to Luke, and he eagerly took a long, stupid hit in both nostrils. He felt like he was floating on clouds. The orange guy took a hit himself and then screwed the cap back on. He dived straight to Luke's nipples and started kissing him. The green guy squeezed and rubbed the part of Luke's butt he had access to.
“Mmmm...fuck...so good.” Luke moaned. The wrestlers giggled. The green guy looked at the orange guy. They lifted Luke off the bed onto his feet. Then, they started grinding up against him. The three of them quickly got their boners to go fully erect and drip a huge amount of pre cum into their outfits. The orange guy kissed Luke and wrapped his arms around him while the green guy could not wait any longer. He promptly pushed the Spiderman costume all the way down.
“Fuck that's an unbelievable ass.” The green guy groaned. He got down on his knees and planted a few kisses on it. Then he slipped off Luke's slippers and had Luke raise his legs as he removed the last article of clothing. Beside from the mask hiding his anonymity, his body was completely on display for the two wrestler hunks. They pushed him face down ass up on the bed. “Spread that hole slut.” The green one demanded. Luke did as ordered, in a haze, reaching back and spreading his cheeks with his hands, presenting the most vulnerable part of himself to these two studs he just met. Guys, who he didn't even know their faces. “Fuck yeah.” The green guy moaned. “Unbelievable pussy bro.” The two hunks took turns slapping Luke's ass.
This was not what Luke had planned when going out tonight, but he loved giving himself up to these two guys. It didn't even register that at any moment, someone could stumble in and catch them fooling around. Having anonymous gay sex in a frat house would be a death sentence if caught.
“Damn there's not a lot of hair already. Imagine if it was entirely smooth.” The orange one cooed, rubbing Luke's ass. “It's almost like a pussy, and it's so pink too.”
“I know right. We should take him home and shave him. Have ourselves a little pussy boy.” The green guy said. The two high fived. Luke moaned into the bed.
“Agreed. He's too good to be true. I can't believe you reeled in this one.” The orange one went to the side of the bed where Luke's head was and lifted it up to give him some poppers. Once he was satisfied with Luke's hit, he threw the bottle to his partner, who took a hit. “I think it's time who we find out who Spidey is.” Orange put two fingers under Luke's mask ready to pull it up. “I'm dying to know who this needy slut is.” Luke was grinning like an idiot, not saying anything, mind completely blank about being intimately exposed.
“Stop.” The green one commanded, a small voice in the back of Luke's head thanked him. “Not yet, it's hotter with the mask. It's like we're fucking Tom Holland.” He placed his hand on Luke's neck from behind, pushing his head down. Luke moaned.
“Damn so hot. Lift your head up Spidey.” Luke did so. “Suck his cock.” The short one commanded. The taller wrestler urgently stripped out of his singlet and a hard, throbbing cock popped out. It was thick and looked a little over six inches. It was hard for Luke to adjust to it, but he tried his best to suck it.
“You and your stupid celebrity crushes.” Luke imagined the orange one rolling his eyes at his teammate. “This guy's ass is much bigger than that twink, and I'm sure he'll suck better too.” The green guy ignored his partner. Instead he massaged Luke's ass.
At first Luke thought this was the first cock he was sucking, but then his mind went back to earlier in the week at the studio. He sucked someone's cock! Was it Mark's? He couldn't fully remember what it felt like or picture what it looked like. Maybe one of these wrestlers was Mark? He struggled to remember. He could picture a purple room, but when it came to the cock. It was all fuzzy.
“Damn, he's new.” He started to give Luke tips. “Keep your teeth out of the way. I don't want to get scraped.” The orange guy kept one hand on the base of his cock and helped guide it in and out of Luke's mouth.
“Let's see about his hole then.” The green one dived in and started eating Luke's ass. Luke started moaning and shaking his hips. “Fuck yeah, this fucking slut loves it.” Having his hole eaten out caused Luke to try harder at sucking the cock. Luke was moaning as he sucked. The orange guy wrapped his arms behind his head and let Luke work on it instead of feeding it to him.
“Is he tight?” The orange guy asked. The green guy wet his finger and tried to get it in, but he got a lot of resistance.
“Yup.” He replied. Luke didn't think that surprised the orange guy at all. “Let's switch places.” The orange guy got over and started tonguing Luke's hole, a completely different approach from the green guy. The green guy lifted Luke's head to meet his eyes. “Fuck yeah, you like what we're doing to you Spidey?”
“Fuck yes!” Luke moaned. “I love your mouth on my hole.”
“Want my cock, slut?” He kept his hold on Luke's chin steady, stroking his cheek with his thumb.
“Yes sir.” Luke cried out. He needed to know what this stud was packing.
“Beg me for it.” The green guy sneered. He pressed the poppers under Luke's nose and made him take a deep hit.
“Fuck I need your cock daddy. Give it to me. I'll let you fuck me. Just give it to me sir. I need to blow your cock.” Luke babbled. The poppers melting his mind. “I'll be your dirty fucking whore!”
The green guy lowered his singlet onto the floor. A hard cock flopped out, bigger than his partner, but thinner. “Get to work Peter Parker.” He pushed his cock into Luke's mouth.
“Didn't you call him Tom Holland?” The orange guy came up for air to crack a joke. The shorter one reached over and smacked Luke's ass.
“I was looking for a willing slut with a breedable ass tonight, and we're all happy I found you. Isn't that right bitch?” He pulled his cock out of Luke's mouth.
“Oh fuck yes daddy. I love your cock. I want to suck on it every day.” The green guy grinned and plunged his cock back in Luke's mouth. He didn't try to make him take it all. Just a few inches to let him get a grasp of it. What Luke lacked in experience, he made up with enthusiasm.
“Damn the poppers turned this guy into a horny slut.” The orange guy said, taking a break and resting his head on Luke's cheeks, squeezing his buns. “He sounds like his brain left the room.”
The green guy laughed. “No doubt he wants this. No doubt he needs this. The poppers just brought it to the surface. Isn't that right bitch? Don't you need my cock?” He pulled his cock out again so Luke could speak.
“Fuck yes sir!” Luke moaned. “I need your cock!”
“Good boy.” He patted Luke's cheek appreciatively. He fed him his cock for a little bit longer then he got behind Luke and squeezed in next to the orange guy. The two of them took turns licking his hole while the other one kissed his ass. Luke buried his head into the covers as the two lifted his ass off the bed. He was totally lost in bliss. The two wrestlers were poised to claim his ass and make him theirs.
The green one put his finger into his mouth to get it slick with saliva and tried again to put a finger in Luke's hole. “Fuck give him some poppers.” The orange one got up and had Luke to take another hit. “Push out.” The green one ordered. Luke did, and the green one rammed his finger all the way to the knuckle into Luke. “Fuck yeah good boy.” He slapped Luke's ass. Luke groaned. He felt a burning pain in his ass.
“It hurts.” Luke cried out. Even with the poppers, his ass was not adjusting well to the foreign intrusion. He wanted the finger out now.
“I told you we should have brought lube.” The orange guy said, clearly irked that the poppers alone weren't enough. “I guess you weren't as confident about finding someone as you claimed to be.”
“Sneaking the poppers in under the singlet was tough enough.” The green guy replied.
“Yeah you shoved it up your ass.” Orange giggled. “Didn't want to take any chances with the frat bouncers.”
“I'm going to make you take a big fat dildo. Ride it all the way up and down for hours.” The green one threatened his partner. “Or maybe have you sit on my fucking cock. You'll get more enjoyment out of that.” Luke imagined him glaring at the taller guy. What he would give to be sitting on the Green guy's cock right now.
“You're going to be too tired out fucking this sweet ass all the time.” The orange guy rubbed Luke's cheek. The green one started rimming Luke's ass with his finger inside him, not moving it to let him get adjusted. He spat on his hole, trying to get it as wet as possible.
“Give him more poppers.” As Luke inhaled, he felt the finger slowly start to move in and out of him. He still felt pain. “Damn virgin ass. He's got to learn to take it.” He brought his finger back out and spit on Luke's hole before rimming it some more.
“We're the right ones to train him.” The taller one declared. The two high-fived.
“Give him your cock.” The orange's guy cock went into Luke's mouth, and he tenderly sucked the head. The green guy put one finger in and tried squeezing a second one, but Luke's hole wouldn't budge for him. He sighed and started rimming him again, which made Luke suck the cock better. “Fuck, let's take him to my dorm. Roomie is out this weekend. It's going to take all night, and we're going to need a lot of lube. I don't want to tear open his hole and cause damage. That would be a waste of some mighty fine pussy.”
“I'm sorry sir.” Luke whined. The green one laughed and slapped his ass.
“What a slut.” He remarked. “Don't worry. We'll turn this tight ass of yours into a well fucked cunt. You just need the proper training.” He slapped his cock against Luke's hole. Luke popped the cock out of his mouth and moaned.
“Fuck! I need that cock up my ass! Fuck me right here!”
The green guy started rubbing his cock against Luke's crack, almost hypnotized by spidey's ass. “I mean....”
“You really want to do that? We don't exactly have starter dicks. We don't want bloody dicks.” The orange guy tried to be the voice of reason. “Let's get dressed.” The green guy snapped out of his urging, and the two of them slipped on their singlets.
“No daddy. I need that cock.” Luke whined.
The two snickered. “Don't worry slut. You're gonna get it A LOT. You're just going to have to be patient.” The green one emphasized. The orange one pressed his bulge against Luke's mouth, allowing him to kiss the singlet. The green one fervently humped Luke's ass. “Fuck I can't wait to get between his cheeks. We hit the fucking jackpot. If only he tried out for the wrestling team. I could be slamming his ass on and off the mat. Hold his cheeks open for me.”
“Why don't we find out who our mystery man is before we take him to the dorm?” The orange guy said. Instead of touching Luke's mask again, he spread his cheeks like the green guy wanted. “You know how guys can be. He may be closeted and ditch us at the last minute.”
“Dude, you just want to know? You can't wait just a little bit? You're just as impatient as Spidey!” That came with a hard thrust right in the center of Luke's ass. “This slut isn't running from us. No way. He wants us bad. Even if he goes home, he will come looking for us later. He can't deny that itch in his ass for cock. Next home meet he's going to come see us dominate on the mat. His hole is going to quiver when he sees us pinning guys, imaging that we were doing it to him. Then, we're going to dominate him in the sheets.” As he said this, he continued to hump Luke, thrusts getting quicker. “Fuck he might beg for the whole team to run a train on him.” He picking up his thrusting, intentionally aiming his bulge to hit Luke's cheeks right down the middle as much as possible.
“Fuck.” The thought of that much cock was too much for him. Luke cried out, blasting his load onto the bed.
“Did he just cum?” The orange guy asked, feeling Luke tense and squirm.
“Feels like it. Even just by rubbing him through my singlet, I could still feel his hole clench.” He got off of Luke and patted his ass softly. “If we don't get him out of here, the Kappa Kappa Delta brothers will definitely tie him down and destroy his hole for the rest of the weekend. It'll probably never close fully ever again after their abuse.” Luke's hole tightened in fear.
What the green guy did next surprised Luke. Instead of immediately getting Luke dressed and out of their. He decided to toy with him. He confidently swaggered over to the other side of the bed, pushed his friend a little bit to the side and cupped Luke's head. “I know we're going to get to know each other real good Spidey, but my friend is dying to know, who are you? Do we have classes together? Do we see you on campus all the time? Have you been in the stands, watching us wrestle? He lifted his head in pretend thought. Then he continued. “Maybe you want to be our towel boy? Serve all the guys on the team. We can even take you to the campus glory hole and show you how to really suck cock. It's all up to you boy.”
“Ah fuck.” Luke mumbled, everything the short guy was saying was too much to process. He looked at his deep blue eyes and felt the room spinning. He had just cum. He was exhausted.
“What do you want Spidey?”
“I want you urrfff.” Luke almost choked on his spit.
“Both of us.”
“Yes ugh.”
The green guy slipped his finger under Luke's mask.
“I'm going to give you a choice Spidey. Until now, your secret identity...” He gave his friend a wink and then a middle finger for wanting to bring his superhero fantasy to an abrupt end. “...is safe. Although I find the mask hot and wouldn't really mind keeping your secret, my friend is anxious that you'll figure out who we our and expose us.” He shook his head in annoyance. “Despite my talk, the wrestling team is kind of lukewarm on guys that fuck guys in their ranks.” He lifted his free arm and flexed. “I, however, have no such fear that you'd betray us. I know exactly what pussy boys like you need and crave. You need to be used. You need to be dominated. I'd take you as you are now and march you out of the frat house naked and unmasked, but I'm not that cruel.” He chuckled. “Nor that stupid. I know that I wouldn't be able to get you out in that state without the frat guys getting a hold of you.” Luke shuddered. “They'd grease up a flag pole and stick you on it. None of us want you to experience that.”
“Can you not with the descriptions?” The orange one pleaded. “You're making me sick.” His pleas were ignored.
“I know you're going to come to us. I know you're going to beg for us to plant our seed inside you. You may have a tough masculine act going on during the day, but we all know you're a submissive faggot at night. We have what you want. We have the hot bodies and hard cocks you're craving. It's all right here.” He rubbed his still hard crotch and pressed it to Luke's mouth. He tongued it through the singlet.
“I need more of your cock daddy.” Luke moaned like a total slut. This guy's domineering personality excited him.
“Like I said, I'm going to give you a choice. If you choose to stay, I'm going to rip this mask off your face so we know who our slutty whore really is.” He picked up his phone, making sure that Luke could see. “We're going to record the unmasking with your nude ass on display. Then you are going to get on your knees and beg to serve us and our cocks so my paranoid friend knows you won't out us.” He gave the orange guy a little look of frustration before turning back to his catch. “Then, you're putting on that too tight costume of yours, and we're taking you to my room on campus, where we'll tear that suit off of you and get you all nice and lubed up so we can fuck that tight, virgin ass until Monday morning. You'll then do your walk of shame to wherever you sleep, hole nice and tender from rough, raw fucking. Then for the rest of the semester, we will keep that hole nice and full with all the cock you so desperately desire and deserve.”
“So hot.” Luke drooled. Fuck, what did this guy really have planned for him?
He continued. “However, if you choose to leave, you can put on your slutty, little costume and go with your tail between your legs. You will then obviously regret your decision and start to crave to be used by us. Eventually, you will become so desperate and need for our cocks that you will go meet us at practice or at a meet and beg us to forgive you and to use you as a filthy slut like you need. To make up for denying us the first time, we will fuck you in a public place, and if anyone happens to stumble upon us, we will invite them to join in. Then, we'll bring you naked to my place, hopefully my roommate will be out, and fuck you mercilessly until your hole is nice and tender, and your balls are completely drained. Once we're satisfied with breaking you in, we'll invite some of our wrestling teammates for sloppy seconds that same night. Word will get around fast. Everyone will know you're a cock slut, and you'll be the campus cumdump for the rest of your time here. Obviously, if you don't want to destroy your hole, the choice is clear.”
There was an air of silence in the room. Luke couldn't believe he was given a monologue. The poppers in his brain made him barely able to process what was going on. His hole twitched and quivered. He could feel the warm air of the room on it.
“Fuck dude” The orange guy sighed. “That's fucking intense. You're completely out of your mind.”
The green guy chuckled. “He wants it to be. I sensed it. He wants it that way. He needs a dominant man.” He grinned down at Luke, and Luke grinned back. He popped his thumb in the boy's mouth. “I got to say Spidey. I really hope we know you already. That would be ten times more exciting.”
“Me too. So hot.” Luke responded, drooling.
“Huh?” The green guy responded. “What was that?”
“What you said was so hot.” Luke swallowed saliva. “So intense. I want it to be intense. I like how aggressive you are.”
“That's the thing. You may like it now, but what happens when we actually do it, or the day after? Can you handle it? Are you going to be ok with the realization that you're not a jock boy but a stupid slut?” The green guy looked down at him, eyes casting a heavy look.
There was a moment of silence. “Fuck dude. I need to be used. I need it fucking bad.” Luke slurred out. The orange guy slapped his ass as a sort of congratulations for his response.
The green one stroked Luke's face softly. “Good boy.” He whispered. Then, he said louder and in an authoritative manner, “Is it time we see your pretty face?” It didn't seem like a question. To Luke, it was a command. Was he going to follow it?
“Well...” Even in his fucked up state, Luke could still grasp the gravity of the situation. Maybe this wrestler guy was Master Mark and was toying with him so he could tell Luke that he was right all along. If he submitted to them, tonight was proof of that. He was a gay slut, and Mark would have no problem breaking him until he was a gay slave. He looked into the guy's blue eyes. He seemed so calm, so self assured. Something was off about this. Even though he orgasmed for the third time today, his cock got hard under him.
“Should I give him more poppers?” The orange guy asked.
“Let's give him a minute.” The green guy replied. “It's not every day a guy decides how he's going to get bitched out.”
“Dude let's just unmask him and go to the dorm now.” Orange whined, not getting what Green was doing. How he was making sure that this wouldn't be a one night stand. How Luke would do anything to come back to them again and again and be a free hole for them to use anytime. Luke and Green both knew that. “Stop with the nonsense. I just want to fuck. I'm telling you he's not going to seek us out, especially after the shit you spewed.”
“I'm telling you.” The smaller guy asserted. “He absolutely will. I'd bet you a hundred dollars on that. And don't worry about the nonsense, he's totally into it. I know his type. They crave to be dominated.”
“Of course you do.” He groaned. “You're such an idiot sometimes.”
“Hey.” Luke piped up. “I'm worth more than one hundred dollars.” He grinned stupidly. The poppers and the beer made him think he was suddenly hilarious.
“With that ass?” The green guy said, reaching down and groping it. “You're worth a lot more.” Luke was pleased with Green's hand on his ass. “So Spidey, what's it going to be? Are you going to let my buddy and I see your precious secret identity? Once you do that, there's no going back. No hiding how much of a slut you are.”
“I want....I want.” Luke struggled. Here he was alone and wanting to get fucked by two complete strangers, but who knows what these guys would do once they know who he is? Would they make his life miserable? Would they expose and humiliate him? He could be letting one horny moment dictate what the rest of his semester would be like, and he had no certainty whether it would be terrific or absolutely terrible.
But somehow the excitement of being pinned by these two wrestlers was winning the battle in his head over preserving his dignity and leaving. What the fuck had washed over him? Letting them take off the mask was so stupid, but it made him stupidly horny. He knew they were on the wrestling team. They had the uniforms. He could always try and find out who there were first. Then work from there. But that option didn't make his cock hard and his hole clench, and his brain was submitting to his cock and ass and letting them think for him.
“Yes baby.” The green guy cooed, clearly getting off on Luke's hesitation. He knew Luke was in his pocket. He knew even if he didn't get Luke's ass tonight, he'd laid the seed so he would be breeding him all semester and maybe beyond. Luke's ass was his.
“I want...I want...I want to...I want to get...I want you two...I want to see...I want you to see...gah...just fucking take off”
Before Luke could finish getting out his strained thought to the two wrestlers, the door opened, freezing all of them. He felt like he was about to tell them to hit record and unmask him and have him beg to be their slut, but the moment was over. Now, he felt that there was a frat guy standing at the door, and his college life was over. He was about to be brutally fucked by twenty frat guys for the rest of the weekend. That was a much more frightening proposition that anything the Green guy said. He dipped his head in fear, his whole body shaking. He was fucking doomed.
“What's going on here?” Luke recognized the voice. It was Austin. Luke sighed in relief that it wasn't a frat bro. He would have been royally fucked in that case. His hole would have never been the same. He was saved from his own horniness. The smaller guy slipped his hand from Luke's mask. The taller guy sounded like he squeaked.
“Ever heard of knocking? Won't you give us some privacy?” The small one indignantly replied. Austin looked at the discarded Spiderman costume on the floor and the naked body on the bed and put two and two together. He nonchalantly told the wrestlers like he hadn't walked in on sex and instead was sitting down at the dinner table what was going to happen. “Sorry boys, Spidey is off the menu. He's going home with me.”
“Do you make his decisions? Are you his boyfriend?” The green one replied, putting a hand on Luke's shoulder. He was irked at Austin's timing. Luke got a feeling that this guy liked to be in control, and Austin had wrestled it right out of his grasp. “You definitely aren't because his hole is nice and tight. I'd say let's let Spidey decide who he wants to go home with.” He puffed his chest out, daring Austin, thinking he had the upper hand and that Luke would choose him.
“Well that's good to know. Drunken freshman always know what to do.” Austin replied sarcastically. He was referring to all three of them. It was dumb as fuck to do gay things in a frat house, especially this one. Luke groaned. Before anyone could react, Austin pulled Luke by his legs toward his side of the bed. Luke felt foolish sliding on his elbows and knees. He imagined Austin's view of him. He had seen the complete front and back picture in only a few hours. His face was tomato red. Fortunately, the mask didn't slip off so his identity was secure, and the blushing was mostly concealed. He hastily pulled it down to make sure it didn't show anything it hadn't already. He bent down and scooped up the costume, holding it like a ball to cover his erect cock.
“Sorry guys.” Luke spit out apologetically. “I'm going with him.” A part of him was really sorry he wasn't going to spend the night with them.
The green guy shrugged. He gave Luke a cheeky smile. “Suit yourself Spidey. You know where to find us.” He looked at his friend. “Come on dude.” The two wrestlers left the room. The green guy knew that he'd see Luke again. Austin shut the door behind them. He took Luke's naked state and sighed.
“Oh Spidey, I guess I got too caught up in those games of beer pong.” He helped Luke get dressed in the tight costume. It felt tighter now, especially since he knew Austin saw the cum on the sheets. His erection was poking out of the suit. “Damn, if I knew that ass was that appealing to guys, I would have gotten a different costume. I'm sorry, I didn't know. You always wore those looser clothes.”
“I didn't know either.” At least he didn't until recently. Luke adjusted his cock so that it would hug his stomach instead of leaving a big tent down there.
Austin looked at him seriously. “Luke, did those guys take advantage of you?” Luke blushed and tried to pull the mask down even further if it was possible, trying to hide from Austin's probing.
“Whaaaaattt? No!”
Austin lifted an eyebrow. This time no teasing smirk. “Does that mean you liked it?” Luke knew Austin got an up close and personal view of his boner and the cum on his abdomen when he was helping him put the costume back on. He definitely could smell him. He could definitely see the sweat on Luke's skin and felt the perspiration on his hands when he helped Luke put on the suit. Luke paused. He was not going to admit it. Austin didn't wait long for a response, figuring he stunned Luke into silence. “Let's get out of here now. We don't want to run into the person who occupies this room. They'll be hell to pay.”
Austin and Luke got out of the frat house without any more incidents and retraced their steps to where Calvin hid Luke's clothes. Thankfully for the cum stained college student, they were still there. He managed to preserve his clothes and his identity tonight. Somehow. He hastily put them on. Austin was on his phone.
“What are you doing?” Luke hissed at him.
“Just telling Neil that we decided to go home.” He replied calmly. Luke paused. Then he panicked.
“Did you tell him why?”
“I said you had enough. That's it.” Austin tersely responded. “What? Don't trust me to cover up your messes?”
“Listen don't tell anybody about what happened. You can't.”
“Don't worry. I can't. I'm not going to tell anyone about your sordid affairs. Neil would absolutely slaughter me if he knew I let his golden boy out of sight.”
“Right.” Luke felt lightheaded. His walking wasn't steady. He was spent. Austin had to grab him by the arm to make sure he didn't fall anything over. Then he had to wrap his arm around his waist to keep him moving.
“Did they give you anything?”
“I had booze from before, but they had me inhale something called poppers?”
“Poppers? What's that?”
“I don't know. It made me feel really hot and horny.”
“Well, we know what you should be ordering when you want some fun.” He chuckled, trying to take the tension out of the situation. They stopped on a bench, Austin let Luke rest for a moment. He started typing on his phone.
“What are you?”
“Researching.” He scrolled through his phone. “Poppers...It's a muscle relaxer that gets you hot and horny.”
“They couldn't open up my ass. Even with the poppers, I was too tight. We were going to go to one of their rooms and use lube.” Luke blurted out. Austin dropped his phone in shock at what Luke said.
“All right Luke. TMI. You're definitely drunk and fucking high. I guess I saved your ass.” He laughed. “It's time to get you to bed.” The two of them made their way back to the dorm, Austin had to hold him the entire way to keep the smaller man from falling. When Austin brought Luke to his room, he stripped him out of his spiderman costume and used it to wipe up some of the jizz. “Where are your pajamas?”
“In that drawer.” Luke pointed. Austin pulled out a pair and put them on Luke. The blond was glad that Mark didn't tamper with his pjs.
“Do you sleep with a shirt?”
“No not really.”
“Well.” Austin helped Luke into bed and brushed his hair to the side. The mask had made it clung in different positions. “Text Neil or I if you need anything. I'm sorry tonight turned out to be a mess.”
“Don't be. I guess I'm not ready for the big time.” That felt like the first laugh in a while.
“Dude” Austin laughed. “That was an extreme thing. You're not going to be wearing something so revealing the next time you go to a party. And now you know to not fuck around with guys in a frat house even if they aren't in the frat.”
Luke gulped, thinking that it was possible he would be going to class in something revealing very soon the way things were going with Mark. “I guess. Just don't tell anybody about what happened.”
“Don't worry. It'll be our little secret.” He paused. “Until you blow it by seeking those guys out. Good night Spidey.”
“Fuck off Austin.” Austin left, turning off the lights on his way out. Luke tossed and turned, struggling to find sleep. His ass felt empty. An odd sensation he never felt before. He wished the wrestlers were here so he could get his ass eaten out. When he finally fell into a peaceful slumber, he dreamed about what would have happened if Austin didn't interrupt them.
To be continued
Notes: This slow burn chapter was brought to by some vintage glory hole porno I watched that had wrestlers in singlets. Thanks for reading! Feedback and comments are always appreciated.
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