Cocklust Ch. 01

That seemed to set Marcos off. He yanked his dick out of Ryan's ass, and he jumped toward the cookie just in time to shoot.

"Holy shit!" Travis yelled.

By now, Brody was the only pledge who hadn't gotten off. He kept on rubbing his cock, but he looked painfully uncomfortable. The cookie in front of us was now covered in sperm. Brody didn't seem to want to get near it.

The rest of us looked at each other. We seemed to be wrapping our minds around what we'd just done. The other guys were already going soft, but I definitely wasn't; I felt like I could've gone a second round if I'd had to.

I started to worry that Brody couldn't get off, but he eventually closed his eyes and let out a grunt. He didn't ejaculate much, but his cock did let out a few splotches of cum.

"There you go," Travis said. "Now go ahead, man. You know what to do."

Brody picked up the cookie and curled his lip. Cum dripped off the cookie, and the whole thing seemed ready to fall apart. Finally Brody closed his eyes and shoved it all in his mouth. His lips puckered up, he chewed for a second, and then he swallowed hard.

"Yeah!" Travis said, and the other frat brothers started clapping and cheering. Luke slapped me on the back, and another guy offered me a drink. I didn't know how to react, except to nod back and take the drink.

Marcos made a naughty smile, leaned over to his boyfriend, and kissed him. I'd never seen two guys make out before— not even in the porn I'd watched— but by then it didn't faze me. I did keep my eyes on their tongues, and something about them just seemed to turn me on. I felt a hint of jealousy, since those guys were doing something I couldn't; and they could do it whenever they wanted.

I had no idea how much of that would change before the weekend was over.

The frat brothers made us go to bed in the attic. We'd spent most of the night taking shots, so Brody was downright drunk off his ass. I'm guessing he wanted to forget what had happened, and he might've wanted to wash the taste of our cum from his mouth. He basically plopped down on a mat, pulled a blanket over himself, and passed out.

I was tipsy enough that I managed to doze off. Not long after, though, I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. I had no idea what time it was, since my watch and my phone were with the rest of my stuff.

I tossed and turned for a while, but the longer I laid there, the harder I got. I just couldn't get that night's sights and sounds out of my head. A lot of it still seemed like a dream. I'd fantasized about orgies so many times, and I'd always wanted to be part of one; but I'd never expected it to happen like that, in a room full of guys.

I wanted to jack off, but there was no privacy up there. It was too dark to see much, but I knew Ryan was sleeping a few feet away, and I could hear Marcos snoring beside him. All of us were still naked, and I couldn't help pressing my hand against my cock.

Finally I pulled my covers aside. I tried to be as quiet as possible as I fumbled for the stairs.

I snuck down to the basement, where the Kap Eps had their game room. The room was set up for ping-pong, foosball, and pool; but everybody knew its real attraction was its futon. It was the most private room in the house, so it was where most of the hookups happened. I could only imagine how many girls had been fucked there over the years.

When I got downstairs, I saw the door to the room was cracked open. The light was on, so a narrow beam shone into the hall. I stepped up to the door and looked inside, and my heart practically jumped into my throat.

Chad was lying on the futon with his legs in the air. He was fingering his ass with one hand, and slowly stroking his shaft with the other.

I must've bumped the door because Chad suddenly looked at me, leaped to his feet, and tried to cover himself up. "What the fuck, man?!"

I jumped back. "Shit!" I yelled.

Chad was keeping his voice down— I'm guessing he didn't want the others to hear— but his voice was still hissing with fury. "What the fuck are you doing? What's the matter with you?"

"I-I...." I just stared at Chad as he opened the door and glared down at me. "I didn't know you were down here," I said. "At least, I mean, I w-wasn't trying to spy on you—"

"Bullshit," he said. "I've seen you around the showers at Shaw. Don't pretend you don't like this shit."

I was so embarrassed that I didn't know what to say. My dick had totally gone soft, and I was practically cowering in the hallway.

Chad's dick, on the other hand, was still as hard as a rock. "Get up, you asshole."

I nodded and stepped into the light.

"Say something. Jesus!"

"W-well," I said, "I mean, you saw me beat off too... so I guess, well, i-it's not like either of us is seeing something we haven't seen before."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"I, uh... well, isn't that the point of this weekend? Making sure there's no secrets between us?"

Chad and I just stood there for a second. His pole was still standing at attention. "You're a fucking idiot," he said.

My heart sank. "Okay listen," I said, "I'm just going to go back upstairs—"

"Shut the fuck up," Chad hissed. He grabbed my shoulders and yanked me toward him; then he slammed his lips against mine.

My eyes flew open with surprise, but I didn't resist. I just let out a gasp and let his tongue in my mouth. His stubble was pricklier than I'd imagined, but otherwise it felt perfectly natural to make out with him.

After a minute, Chad pulled back and looked down at my crotch. My cock had gotten hard again. "You liked that, didn't you?"

I tried to think of what our frat brothers would say. "Don't flatter yourself."

"Fuck you," Chad said as he pulled me into the room and shut the door behind us.

He threw me onto the futon, straddled me, and kissed me again. My raw instincts took over, and I wrapped my arms around his body. Our cocks rubbed together, which made me that much harder. I could smell the alcohol on his breath, and I'm sure he could smell mine, but neither of us seemed to care.

"Put your ass up," he said, and I obeyed him as fast as I could. I rolled over, put my head down, and pointed my ass in the air. Before I knew what was happening, he buried his face in my crack, and I felt a tingling all over my body.

"Oh shit," I said as I felt his tongue dart back and forth.

Chad zeroed in on my asshole, and he tightened his lips around it. Then he pulled away for a second, but before I could react, I felt him licking the base of my ballsack. He ran his tongue all the way up my taint, and he ran it in circles teasing my mancunt. Then he flicked his tongue back and forth.

I let out a sigh. "Oh fuck, that feels good," I said. "Have you done this before?"

Chad sat up and slapped my butt. "Hell yeah, I've eaten ass," he said. "Except never one with a cock and balls attached... especially as delicious as these."

A delicious cock and balls? I thought. Can he really be gay?

"You know I'm going to put my dick in that," he said. "I'll fuck the shit out of you."

I'd never been one for talking dirty, but coming from Chad, I thought it was hot. I had to wonder if he'd been lusting after me, the same way I'd been lusting after him. Is that even possible? I asked myself. Or is this just another dream?

I didn't have much time to think about it because Chad pushed me over and forced me on my back. He reached for a cabinet and pulled out another bottle of lube. He poured some onto his fingers, and I felt a little shiver as he rubbed the cold liquid on my hole. Then I watched him rub some lube on himself, and he bent down over me.

I could barely grasp what was happening. I was about to have sex with Chad. It was exactly what I'd fantasized about, yet now that my dream was coming true, I had no idea what to expect.

Chad pulled my legs up till my feet pressed against his shoulders. Then he rubbed his cock against my ass. "You ready for this?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said without thinking.

Chad eased himself into me. I only managed to take his cockhead before my body tensed up, and I couldn't take any more. He waited for a second, then pushed a little further.

"Ow!" I gasped. "Oh my God...."

"Fucking take it," he said. With that, he thrust the rest of the way inside me, and pain shot through my body. "Oh fuck, this is tight," he said. "Oh shit!"

I couldn't say anything at first, but Chad kept going. He started pumping away, and as he got into a rhythm, my body relaxed. The pain started going away, and waves of pleasure started to replace it.

"Shit, Scott," Chad was saying. "That's the best fucking ass—"

"Oh God," was all I could say. I'd never felt anything like this before. Sex with Chad was so much better than what I'd imagined. It felt better than jacking off or even fucking a girl. Each time he rammed into me, I felt a wave of ecstasy blast through my body. I felt like I could've busted right then, though I also didn't want the sensations to stop.

I was determined to return the favor, so I started working his dick with my body. I moved my hips in a circle, and Chad let out a groan. Then I tightened my sphincter around his cock, and I felt his body respond.

"You like that?" I asked.

"Oh fuck yeah," he said as he pounded me harder.

I grabbed Chad's ass and tried to pull him deeper inside me. He was already as deep as he could go, but somehow I still wanted more. I looked down and watched his manhood thrust in and out of me. I loved the feeling of his twin globes in my hands, and I loved the way his muscles flexed as he fucked me.

"Goddamn," he was saying. "This shit feels so good. I fucking love this tight ass."

I was dying to get off, so I reached for my cock. Chad grabbed my hands, yanked them away, and shook his head at me. "What the fuck?" I asked.

"I'm not done with you yet," he said as he pulled his dick out of me.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

Chad climbed on top of me. "Just shut the fuck up."

I didn't dare move a muscle. Chad grabbed the lube bottle, squeezed out some on his hands, and lathered it on my cock. He lowered his body on top of mine, and he reached behind himself to position my dick against his ass. Then he took a deep breath and backed himself up, and he took my cock right into his hole.

"Oh fuck," he gasped as his body tensed up. I knew what he must be feeling, so I tried to help him relax. I ran my hands across his chest, and I started pumping into him. His body seemed to respond, and his pained expression melted away. "Fuck me, you bitch!"

I put my hands on his mouth, because I didn't want the others to hear. He shook his head and pushed my hands away.

"Oh yeah," he gasped. "I want you to fuck my ass up."

"What the fuck do you think I'm doing?"

Chad didn't seem to respond. He just bounced up and down on top of me. His asshole was so tight that it seemed to be gripping my cock. At first I worried I was being too rough, but he actually seemed to want it that way. "Oh fuck, I love that," he said, "it feels so fucking hot—"

I thrust deeper into him, and he let out a gasp. Then I pulled back a little, and I shifted my body. I couldn't believe how much Chad seemed to love it. "You want more of that dick?" I asked.

Chad could barely talk. "Y-yeah...."

"What the fuck did you say?"

"Goddammit, I said yes!"

"Then fucking take it," I said as I slammed back into his ass.

Chad threw his head back, and his mouth fell wide open. He seemed to have lost all control of his body. "Oh Scott... don't stop fucking me... oh shit that feels so good—" He grabbed his own cock and started pumping it. His eyes were clamped shut, and his breaths were coming in short gasps.

Suddenly Chad's chest started to heave, and I felt his ass tighten around my cock. It was enough to send me over the edge. I unloaded into his ass, just as Chad's cum started shooting between us.

A shot hit the wall behind me, another hit my chest, and two more splashed on my chin. Both of us seemed to be in ecstasy, and we both had to stifle the sounds coming out of our mouths.

Then, slowly but surely, our orgasms subsided. Chad let out a big sigh and plopped down on top of me.

"That was fucking awesome," he said.

I didn't know what to say. "Yeah," I replied. "Yeah it was."

My cock was still hard inside him, so I could feel my cum all over his innards. Still, I didn't want to move. My whole body felt so good that I could've laid there all night.

"You know I'm not gay," Chad said.

I could feel Chad's cum dripping off my shoulder. I frowned and looked into his eyes. "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

"You've never heard of fuck buddies?" he asked. "If something feels good, just do it. It's cool."

I wasn't sure what to think about that. I sat up and pulled my dick out of his ass. "Are you saying—"

"Don't over think this shit," he replied. "This was a blast. Literally. We should do it again." Then he leaned over and kissed me one more time.

To be continued....