“Dev,” Frederik said, his voice still quiet but clearer now. “Truth or dare?”
Dev took zero time to second guess himself. “Dare,” he said firmly. He wanted to keep pace with his fellow freshmen. He reached down and fiddled with the necklace his mom had made for him. She'd told him it was there as a good luck charm, something to give him strength in a new place. He couldn't help but smile to himself, thinking about her finding out what he was now relying on it for bravery to do.
Frederik bit his lip, thinking. He hadn't expected to be the one giving a dare this early. He looked at Brett, then Adam, then Kieran, then back at Dev. His eyes seemed to linger on Dev’s expectant face. Dev’s jet-black hair, his bright, curious eyes, the toned but smaller physique.
“Okay, Dev,” Frederik said slowly, choosing his words carefully. “I dare you…to pick someone to lick your ear.”
“Huh?” Brett blurted out, shaking his head and laughing, "how is that what popped into your head?!"
"Brett, cmon..." Kieran shook his head and glared at him, as if saying what's wrong with you.
Dev’s head tilted with surprise and a tiny flicker of disappointment. It seemed a little odd but not difficult. He had prepared himself for something more intense after watching Brett. But, a dare was a dare.
“Okay,” Dev said, looking around, before settling on Adam who was seated next to him.
Adam quickly reacted and moved in, taking Dev’s ear slowly and softly into his mouth, sucking and nibbling at it. Dev felt his body grow warm, caught off guard by how intimate the act felt, far more so than he expected. His face flushed and his heart rate elevated as Adam ran his tongue up and down the soft cartilage of his lobe. He began to audibly breathe heavier right before Adam pulled back, smiling having completed his assignment.
“Thanks,” Dev said quietly to Adam, “that was…uhh...different than I expected…” he felt a warm buzz in his groin that surprised him. Adam looked down below Dev's waist and raised his eyebrows in a cheeky way, as if suggesting that he had an idea of what he'd just stirred in the younger guy.
Dev turned back to the rest of the group. “My turn now I think?”
He looked at the older guys, then back at Leo. He felt a pull towards Leo, a curiosity sparked by his confidence and his frankness but he was ultimately desperate to impress the most intimidating guy in the room. He'd always been drawn to trying to be 'cool'. Half the time, he didn't even know what that meant and had probably gotten himself into trouble more times than he could remember by following what others did.
“Brett,” Dev said, wanting to take a risk with the biggest wild card. “Truth or dare?”
“Dare,” Brett answered immediately. He raised both eyebrows quickly; bring it on.
Dev thought for a moment. He felt his pulse quicken further. “Okay, Brett. I dare you to take off your shirt and pants. Down to your underwear.”
Kieran let out a low whistle. Brett’s grin widened even further.
“Alright, you want a better look at me, I get it. Figured you were probably closeted…” Brett said, standing up. Dev blushed at the challenge to his sexuality and immediately regretted his decision. He felt flustered and wondered if he'd fucked up, even questioning himself and why that was the dare he'd landed on.
He grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it off in one swift motion, revealing a thick, smooth physique. It was clear he had strong muscles within, but his exterior was soft, without visibly defined abs. He didn’t look overweight, but it was evident that he focused more on strength than toning. It was also obvious that he had a lot of natural hair that he shaved based on the prickly millimeter length hair dotting his chest and stomach, leaving him mostly smooth to the quick glance. He tossed the shirt aside.
Brett went for his belt buckle next. He unbuttoned his jeans, and peeled them down his legs, leaving him standing in a pair of fitted boxer briefs that came pretty far down his upper legs. They were plain grey, clinging tightly to his thick, rounded thighs. Lush dark hair covered his legs leading up to the bottom of his briefs, supporting that he was in fact hairy all over if he hadn’t shaved his upper body.
Dev’s eyes moved down to his underwear, focused on the heavy, revealing bulge. It jutted out from his large body, suggesting a heavy package underneath. Brett posed for a second, flexing playfully. He was less pale than Frederik, but not as tanned as Leo or Adam. He stood confidently in his underwear, entirely at ease with the situation.
“Impressive, man,” Leo drawled, unable to hold himself back from shooting his shot at this point. He was bolder than almost anyone else in the room and was completely willing to put himself out there, if it meant any shot at the meaty All American in front of him.
“Alright, Dev, enjoy the view” Brett chuckled, sitting back down on Leo’s bed. He picked up his jeans and t-shirt and tossed them across the room.
Brett looked around. “Kieran. Truth or dare?”
“Dare,” Kieran said, mischief in his eyes.
“Pick someone to trace the outline of your lips with their tongue. Then let them spit in your mouth...a real thick one!” He laughed, proud of himself.
Dev’s eyes widened, looking at Kieran’s face expecting him to look disgusted. Frederik softly inhaled anxiously.
“Dev,” Kieran said, his voice strong and confident. “I choose Dev.”
Dev shook his head and walked over to Kieran. He was trembling slightly. Kieran looked up at him, almost reaching his face sitting down with their nearly foot height difference, his eyes steady and reassuring. Dev took another deep breath.
Dev moved his face in and stuck his tongue far out of his mouth, making light contact with Kieran lips and gently tracing the curve of Kieran’s upper lip, then the lower. Dev found it less gross that he expected and thought the Irish boy’s lips were soft like he imagined a girl’s would be.
Then came the spitting. Dev’s heart hammered. He stared at Kieran, who met his gaze without flinching. Dev turned his head with a silent question. Kieran gave a small, encouraging nod back. Dev swallowed hard, trying to build up some saliva. He leaned closer to Kieran who parted his lips slightly, opening his mouth just enough that Dev could see down into the back of his throat. Dev held his breath, leaned in, and expelled a small amount of saliva from his mouth into Leo’s.
It was quick, wet, and bizarre. Dev pulled back immediately, recoiling instinctively. Kieran closed his mouth, his expression neutral before he slowly and deliberately swallowed.
Dev stared at him, shocked. “You…you swallowed it?”
Kieran’s lips quirked upwards. “Why waste good hydration?” he said, his voice low and teasing. “It’s just spit, Dev. I’ve swallowed a lot more than that.”
Dev could only stare, speechless. The casualness of it was more surprising than the dare itself. Frederik looked horrified. Brett looked content with himself and Kieran was beaming. Kieran turned to face the group, seemingly unaffected by the dare. “My turn,” he announced. He looked at Adam. “Adam. Truth or Dare?”
Adam chuckled, “let’s ramp this up already, I don’t want to be here till 4AM…"
Kieran grinned at him and then glance between the three freshmen, assessing each of them for whether they could handle the escalation to the inevitable now. He decided to go for it. “Okay, Adam. Here’s one for ya mate. Make out with Brett’s ass through his underwear.”
Dev’s breath hitched. He looked at Frederik, whose eyes were wide, color flooding back into his cheeks. They both looked to Leo, who looked hungry and jealous of Adam.
“Just through the undies?” Adam mused aloud, tapping a finger against his chin.
“Keeping it PG-13 for now,” Kieran grinned, “saving you from finding out directly if that big straight loaf washes his ass.”
Brett shot him a hateful look. “Lucky Adam...”
“Excellent,” Kieran rubbed his hands together.
Adam dropped to his knees in front of Brett. Brett shifted slightly, turning his back towards Adam and spreading his legs a little. The plain grey fabric stretched taut across the curve of his huge glutes and pulled into the crease between them, outlining each cheek.
Dev watched intently, his own body feeling a strange mix of tension and fascination. Adam leaned in and pressed his lips against the material, right where the seam dipped into the crack. He stayed there for a moment, pressing a soft kiss against the warm fabric. Then, with a theatrical flourish, he stuck out his tongue, making exaggerated kissing sounds against the underwear right where Brett crack parted, a millimeter of fabric separating Adam’s tongue from Brett’s bare hole.
Brett sat remarkably still, his shoulders slightly slumped, a small smirk playing on his lips as he seemingly endured or enjoyed the experience.
Adam kept it up for a good fifteen seconds, the smacking sounds echoing slightly in the room. Leo found himself transfixed by the sight, wondering how it felt for both of them. Was the fabric soft? Was Brett’s skin warm underneath? What did the underwear smell like? His mind raced with questions.
Finally, Adam pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, still grinning widely. He stood up. “Can confirm he probably washes his arse okay.”
Brett turned, still smirking. “Duh…pleasure doing business with you.”
“Okay, my turn.” Adam announced, looking around the room. “Leo, amigo, I dare you to strip,”
Leo, who had been watching the spectacle with keen interest and wanting, chuckled. “Me? Bueno, no problema. How much?”
“All of it,” Adam said sternly.
Leo, far less shy than his classmates grinned, “Awesome…” He was excited.
Dev and Frederik eyed each other nervously again as things escalated considerably, headed towards an obvious ‘finish’.
Leo walked to the middle of the crowded dorm room. He hesitated for a moment, his heart beat speeding up as he felt the spotlight turn to him. The nerves, however, turned him on.
He started by pulling off his t-shirt, revealing his toned and muscular chest. He was a classically hairy Spaniard, with dark hair covering his chest and leading down to his belly button. His abs were defined underneath the fur, making him appear older than he was.
As Leo slipped off his shorts, he could feel his cock starting to stiffen underneath. He wasn't sure if it was the thrill of the dare or that he was getting turned on by the idea of being naked in front of his new friends, but either way, he was excited to let himself be free.
With Leo now in just his underwear, Frederik’s jaw dropped as he noticed the outline jutting out to the side of his roommate’s underwear before he turned away from Frederik’s bed and towards the other guys.
Leo wasted no time in pulling down his trunks next, revealing a now fully erect 7 uncut inches of average girth. He hadn’t shaved lately and had a bush of dark hair around his penis and on his balls. From behind, Kieran and Frederik instead got a view of his toned, strong ass covered in a layer of hair that matched his groin and chest.
“Well…fuck.” Adam said softly, impressed by the freshman’s dick pointing at him.
Leo smiled, “sorry, I got excited guys.” He strutted back towards Brett and his bed, sitting back down with his cock now pointing straight to the ceiling. His tan foreskin barely pulled back from the head, mostly keeping it covered even when hard. Frederik looked at it in shock while Kieran, who sat next to him, licked his lips, hungry to taste it.
“Isn’t this kinda weird?” Frederik asked, looking around the room, surprised that no one else was acknowledging their now fully naked and clearly horny friend just sitting there.
“Sure it is, but who fucking cares,” Brett stated, not even bothering to look down at the exposed dick right next to him, “lighten up, we’re just fucking around with friends.”
“Okay…” Leo tried to focus on the next dare, rather than his pulsing member begging for contact with something, anything.
Leo looked around. Frederik was still shirtless, looking flustered. Brett was still in his briefs, his bulge visible as he shifted his weight. Dev was fully dressed, trying to appear casual despite the pounding in his chest. Kieran was watching everything with an amused expression.
Leo laughed. His cock ached for physical contact. He needed it. Now. He looked around for who would be the most likely to help.
“Okay, Kieran.” Leo said sternly.
Kieran’s smile widened. “Lay it on me, Leo! Anything!”
Leo’s gaze met Kieran’s. The playful energy intensified, focusing entirely between the two of them.
“Kieran,” Leo said, his voice lowering again, becoming almost a purr. “I dare you to suck my dick. For one minute.”
Dev’s face felt hot. Frederik flushed a deep scarlet again, looking like he might faint. Brett watched, his smirk returning, his tongue darting out to lick his lips as readied for a show. Adam smiled, finally excited that things were moving.
Kieran’s smile got bigger then changed, becoming more focused, more intense. He glanced down at Leo’s hard, uncut cock. “I’d love to,” the tall ginger got up and moved towards Leo’s bed, taking a spot on his knees as Leo spread his legs open, revealing the view of his hard dick pointed upward and a hairy taint and crack underneath that was just barely visible to the group at this angle.
“Anyone ever go down there?” Kieran pointed to the barely visible hole under his balls at the edge of the bed.
“No…”
Kieran shook his head, disappointed, “ready?”
“Sí,” Leo confirmed softly. “For one minute.”
Leo held his own dick for a moment, his hand wrapped around the base, letting Kieran get a good look. Kieran’s eyes devoured the sight. Leo offered his cock, wagging it in the ginger’s face.
Kieran reached out and jerked Leo a few times, pulling down his foreskin, forcing the Spanish boy to let out a low moan. Kieran opened his mouth and took the slick head of Leo’s uncut dick into his mouth, tasting the sweet and sticky juices that had been building around the ridges.
Dev couldn’t look away as Kieran’s ginger head bobbed up and down, making soft, wet sounds. Leo closed his eyes, tilting his head back slightly, a soft moan escaping his lips, “fuck you’re so good…” he groaned.
Kieran continued, his cheeks hollowing as he took more of Leo inside his mouth. His hands rested lightly on Leo’s hairy thighs, holding himself steady. The minute felt like an eternity, charging the air in the room with sexuality. Kieran teased Leo one time, easily pushing all seven inches down into his throat after years of practice.
“Aaagghh oh my god fuccck.” Leo whimpered, his masculine energy breaking as he squirmed.
Dev felt his own body responding when he saw Leo’s entire long dick disappear into Kieran’s mouth, the unfamiliar sight both shocking and intensely arousing. He watched Kieran’s focused expression and the way his lips moved.
After what had clearly been more than a minute, Kieran pulled away. He didn’t wipe his mouth and instead just looked up at Leo, feeling satisfied. There was a trace of pre cum on Kieran’s lips.
Leo opened his eyes, looking down at Kieran. He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling as he’d been just seconds away from an orgasm. He looked flushed, his tan skin seeming even warmer now.
“Time’s up amigo…” Kieran smirked, “your cock is amazing…”
He stole a glance towards Frederik, who was staring at the ceiling. Brett was still watching, but the smirk was gone, replaced by a more serious, appraising look.
Kieran stood up, brushing off his knees. He looked directly at Brett, who was still in his grey briefs.
There was a new glint in Kieran’s blue-green eyes. His lips were still slightly moist from his dare.
“Brett,” Kieran said, his voice carrying a new weight. “My turn to dare.”
Brett met his gaze, no longer smirking. “Yeah? What’s up?”
Kieran gestured between himself and Brett, his eyes flicking down to his own still-moist lips, then to Brett’s. “Brett,” he said. “I dare you to make out with me. Right now.”
Brett’s eyes narrowed slightly, considering him. He glanced at Leo, who was watching him with a knowing smile. He looked at Kieran, who waited, his expression open and challenging.
“Fine…” Brett confirmed, his voice low, unwilling to be the one who backed out of the game as a self-proclaimed tough guy.
“Yeah,” Kieran said. “Just a kiss. A proper kiss. After…well, you know.” He gestured subtly towards Leo’s throbbing and spit-soaked cock.
Brett paused. He seemed to be weighing something. Dev watched his face intently. Was he hesitant? Uncomfortable? Or just building the suspense?
Brett took a step up towatds Kieran. He was still in his underwear, muscular legs slightly apart. Kieran stood fully clothed, his face relaxed but expectant. Brett reached out and gently placed his hands on Kieran’s shoulders. Kieran didn’t move. Brett leaned up slowly. The other guys watched, fascinated and breathless. Brett’s eyes were half-closed as he approached. Kieran parted his lips slightly.
Brett’s lips met Kieran’s. It wasn’t a tentative peck. Brett pressed his mouth firmly against Kieran’s, tilting his head slightly. Kieran responded immediately, his hands coming up to rest on Brett’s waist. They kissed for several seconds. Dev could see the movement of their mouths, the slight pressure, the way their bodies angled towards each other. It looked like two people with considerable experience in the bedroom performing a complex dance together.
Dev’s mind flashed to Kieran’s mouth around Leo’s cock and how Brett was now kissing Kieran’s mouth. It felt like a circuit closing, the flavors and sensations transferring between them. Dev felt a strange thrill, almost wishing he was in between them.
Brett pulled back first, his hands still on Kieran’s shoulders. His eyes were dark, looking directly into Kieran’s. Kieran’s lips were slightly reddened, a faint sheen on them. Neither of them said anything for a moment.
Then, Brett chuckled softly and spit into a nearby trash can, “gross. dare completed.”
Kieran grinned, a slow, satisfied grin. “Good man, Brett. Good man.”
Brett turned, running a hand over his stubbled chest. He was still standing in his underwear, his soft, monstrous package sagging heavy in his briefs. His gaze swept over the room, feeling the energy of the game, the way everyone was watching him. He landed on Frederik, still sitting shirtless, looking shell-shocked but also, Leo thought, maybe a little less terrified than earlier.
Brett’s expression softened slightly when he looked at Frederik. “Alright, Frederik,” Brett said, his voice losing some of its earlier cockiness, becoming almost gentle. “Your turn. Truth or dare?”
Frederik flinched slightly, but this time he didn’t look away immediately. He looked at Brett, standing there mostly naked himself, looking less like an intimidating senior and more like just a large, beefy, guy playing a game. He looked at Kieran, who’d returned to sitting next to him and now gave him a small, encouraging smile. He looked at Dev, who offered him a nervous but hopeful nod.
Frederik took a deep breath. Dev could see him gathering his courage, the tiny spark of determination from earlier flickering back to life.
“Guys I’m trying here,” Frederik whispered, his voice trembling slightly, but audible this time, “dare.”
Another ripple went through the room. Dev felt a surge of respect for the quiet Dane. He was pushing himself, hard, to experience new things and find peace with this group.
Brett’s eyes met Frederik’s. There was no smirk now, only a calm acceptance of Frederik’s choice. “Okay, Frederik,” Brett said softly. “Join your buddy Leo over there in all your glory.” He gestured towards the confident, hard, ripped, Spaniard.
Dev watched Frederik'’s face. He seemed nervous still, but this time there was less panic, more struggling with the concept of stripping. He looked down at his bare chest, then down his jeans and exhaled.
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