The Coolest Guy in School

[DrWedgie26]

I really love this story! It's one of the best that I have read in a while. Keeping going with it!

[matt1995]

There was a brief silence as the group looked at one another. Childish game although it seemed, they all knew the real-world connotations now they were men and women. Zak hesitated, audibly:
'I don't know. It might...' He noticed the approval of several around him, and backtracked. It was all about the performance. 'You know, what fuck it. Why not?' The group followed.
Pierre spoke up in his thick French accent. 'We used to play this at my old school. Got pretty crazy. I was the king of dares. No one would go as far as I would.'
'That's fighting talk, that is,' said one of the girls, Casablanca, whose parents were either film buffs or had no idea what names were, and who was a pretty, freckled, ginger girl, not unlike Lindsay Lohan in her late teens. She clearly had a thing for Pierre, who was smooth and exciting.
'Come at me, bro!' Pierre said, who was topless, and smiled flirtatiously.
'We might play it a little bit harder than you do in gay Paris,' Casablanca said, giggling at her own joke. 'Truth or dare?'
'Dare me.'
Casablanca shot back straight away. 'Take out your cock. Ten seconds.'
Pierre stood up and began to undo his belt. 'Watch your eyes, ladies!' He pulled down his trousers and pink boxer briefs in one move, revealing a large, shaved uncut cock. The circle stared at it, even the straightest of football players caught up in their curiosity. All men have a real desire to have a good look at another man's equipment, especially when they are as attractive as Pierre.

'You have a foreskin.' Casablanca observed, as Pierre briefly windmilled to the general applause of the girls and returned his nice dick, which would likely amount to at least seven inches when hard, to his underwear.
'Yeah,' Pierre said, adjusting himself. 'Most guys from Europe are. Right, Ted?' The hirsute English boy nodded, laughing self-consciously. 'And some Americans. Surely some of you?'
The guys looked between each other before Luke spoke out. 'The twins. You guys are.' They nodded, amused but accepting his knowledge.
'I'm circumcised,' Charlie spoke out. 'But my brother's not. Between him and me my parents found out it was only done to stop people jerking off.'
'Didn't stop me,' Damon laughed.
'How do you know your brother's got a foreskin?' Casey, the muscular giant asked.
Charlie laughed awkwardly, distinctly having a flashback, before answering vaguely. 'You know, we're brothers. We see things.' John, the brunette twin, nudged his brother and they laughed. Everyone looked to them, but they acted casually.

Pierre sipped a beer. 'Now that you've all seen my schlong. Rob, truth or dare?'
'Truth,' the blond twin answered quickly.
'Good. I was wondering about that nudge. Explain. How much have you two twins seen of each other?'
'Well everything.' John spoke for his twin. 'We shower with each other after matches, and with all of you.'
'No, like sex stuff? Sexe. Branlette?' Pierre seemed often to drift into his native tongue. 'Jerking off and that.'
'Well we've shared a room for seventeen years,' Rob explained. 'We see each other naked every day. That's how we sleep. And...' Rob paused, looking around with tension before remedying his fears with a gulp of vodka and coke. 'Well we share a computer, and if one of us walks in and the other's jerking off.' The room was tense. 'Not that we do it to each other, God! We don't even really see each other. Just... you know. We'll sometimes sit back-to-back and watch the same video.'
'Who's got the bigger dick?' Luke asked.
Charlie was surprised Luke's homoeroticism wasn't raising more eyebrows. This team was close. Rob didn't hesitate.
'John's got the bigger dick. But I've got the better cumshot.'
Charlie could have sworn in the very corner of his eye he saw the fabric of Zak's jeans move ever so slightly. It would be imperceptible if it were not for Charlie looking out for Zak's performance. Zak, in fact, spoke up: 'Come on. How the hell do you know that? You said back-to-back, unless you cum over one shoulder and it hits him in the back of the head.'

Rob hesitated slightly, distinctly looking over to one of the girls, a tall blonde curvy girl called Kim, before speaking. 'Well... you guys can't judge me. Well, when I went out with Kim,' he nodded curtly to her, and she back as a form of the affirmative, lapping at the top of her cocktail, 'We were having sex in the room one day. My bed's on one side, his on the other. I'm doggy styling her, when my brother walks in, just had a shower, towel wrapped around his waist. He sees me thrusting deep into Kim, who's as hot as hell, and drops his towel in shock. John's just shaved, he's got a semi. Kim sees him and, she's horny, she beckons him forward. We double team her. Me in the pussy, him in her mouth. We didn't get off or anything. It's not really a threesome. We're just both fucking her. We do high five in the middle.' Rob paused from the story and got a loud high five from his brother. 'It's called an Eiffel Tower.' He nodded at Pierre. 'Our timing is pretty good together. We know each other's breathing from the back to back sessions. After a while, we both pull out and cum on her face and tits. My cumshot's better.' John nodded.
'But my cock's bigger,' John said. The room was in relative shock, surprised and, Charlie felt, slightly aroused by this knowledge. John continued. 'It was pretty good, honestly. Not gay or weird or anything, just hot. The next week, we did the same thing to my girlfriend, Vicki. This time, I was in the pussy, he was in the ass. Just those two times.'

The room paused.
'It was pretty hot,' Kim said. 'John might be bigger and Rob better at spraying, but they're both pretty good at both.'
'It sounds hot,' Luke said, and the room at large nodded in hesitant agreement.
'Anyway,' Rob said. 'It's mine. And I've got a double dare, if that's alright, for you two.' Rob pointed at Kim, on whom he and his brother had cum, and the girl next to her, a black girl called Alisha. The two girls nodded in unison.

[Nick]

Great new part, can't wait to see the double dare

[matt1995]

Rob, the attractive blond, paused dramatically. 'Now that you know me and my brother are cool with each other. Here's the dare, girls. You two have to get me and my brother hard - first person to do it wins. Other person gets a forfeit. You can't just blow us - no contact.'
'What's the forfeit?' Alisha asked.
Rob looked around the group. 'What do you guys think?'
Luke answered quickly. 'Bukkake.'
'What?' Rob asked. The room at large seemed hostile and started to mutter.
Zak's voice, though not loud, cut through the dissension. 'Yeah, go on. We're a team. We're not ashamed of anything...' The mood turned back to positive.
'Okay,' Rob said. 'Whichever girl takes too long getting us hard gets bukkaked by the guys.'
Kim nodded, keenly, whereas Alisha looked a little more hesitant, but agreed. Kim had a proviso, however - 'What about the last boy? Shouldn't he get a forfeit?'
Ted, who Charlie noticed was nursing a clear semi, spoke up: 'The last boy doesn't cum, and licks all the cum off the losing girl.'
Kim seemed to look around, analysing who she might end up being licked excessively by. 'Okay,' she said. 'Which of us gets which twin?'

'I've had you dozens of times,' Rob said, 'Whereas John's only had you once. He can have you. I'll take Alisha.' The girls agreed, with Kim looking slightly upset her ex-boyfriend preferred excitement to familiarity. Alisha did not wait for someone to instruct her and, to the general delight of the room, she tore off her tight T-shirt, revealing beautiful boobs, at least a D-cup, as she went and began to lap dance Rob. The hot blond looked as if he couldn't believe his luck, and grabbed Alisha's hips as she rubbed her amble ass up and down on his lap.

Kim moved quickly in, determined to make up for lost time, as she tore off her shirt and shimmied out of her short skirt. She ran forward in her pink bra and panties, and clambered onto John. The twins grinned as each of them was gyrated by two hot, sexy cheerleaders. Charlie could feel himself getting hard as he glanced at Alisha's sweating bum, perfectly framed by her white thong. The room at large was frozen in arousal as the two beautiful girls moved their bodies back and forth. Kim stood on the sofa on which the twins sat, and shook her bum in John's face, as her boobs swung back and forth and she winked at the assembled crowd. Charlie noticed Pierre, perhaps the least inhibited of the group, massaging his cock with one hand, only slightly out of sight. Ted too, the English boy, was clearly fully hard and very close to simply getting his dick out and jerking off. Alisha turned around so she was facing Rob, and lent in allowing him to motorboat her. Charlie was rock hard, and about to follow the example of the Europeans when Rob raised his hand.
'Hard.' Charlie was surprised it had taken them that long. Perhaps it was due to the slight weirdness of being sat next to one another (as opposed to back to back), as well as being the centre of attention. Alisha raised a hand in triumph as she sat down, not bothering to return her outer layers. Kim moved to the centre of the room, looking angrily at John.

'I'm hard now!' John said.
'It's too late...' Kim said. 'Well I don't want to get cum on these.' She undid her bra behind her back with minimal fuss, revealing her erect nipples, before pulling down her panties in the most erotic way possible. Charlie got a direct view of her smooth shaved pussy as she went to her knees in the middle of the circle.
Zak may not have liked girls, but was determined to keep up appearances, and likely excited about seeing so many hard jizzing cocks, so stood up and pulled down his jeans and boxers in one movement, standing naked as he approached the kneeling Kim. Charlie knew why Zak wasn't hard, but the rest of the team had no idea.
'Didn't have a good view of the girls, Captain?' Casey asked, and the team laughed with him.
'That sounds like fighting talk, 'Zak maintained his cool. Casey began to strip, but was beaten to the central circle around Kim by Pierre, Ted and Luke, who took up a position, naked next to Zak. The twins moved up in unison, and Casey was joined by Damon, Nelson and Tim. The giant Brock lumbered towards the closing gap, but Charlie, moving forward with the quickness taught to him by martial arts, got into the space, his shirt flying off behind him. Charlie peeled off his skinny jeans to his ankles, and began to massage his cock, before looking up and being undoubtedly struck by the scene around him. Kim knelt on the ground, and around her, excluding Charlie, stood ten erect men, with Brock still trying to remove his clothes and break his way in, quickly masturbating.

Kim was clearly not sure how to look, and simply smiled nervously as the series of large cocks moved around. Charlie could not help but be distracted. He was among the more hung in the group. At seven and a half inches, he was around the same length as Zak, Pierre and Damon. The twins and Ted were probably about half an inch shorter, although Ted's was notably thick. Luke was only around six, but thick and distinctly recently shaved. Nelson, his spectacular abs tensing through strain, was at least eight. Casey and Tim neared the statistical average, at below six, which looked in particular on the gym rat Casey disappointingly small. Charlie, who was putting far more effort into sizing up his opponents than approaching orgasm - lost the plot entirely as Brock pushed his way through between the twins. Giant and hairy, Brock was not in any way sexy to Charlie, but his jaw dropped as Brock lifted his nine inch thick penis, with his huge balls covered in dark pubic hair, and ejaculated straight onto the unsuspecting Kim. Not unlike films Charlie had seen online, the amount seemed entirely unrealistic, as cum sprayed onto Kim's cheek, and then splattered down her tits and toned stomach. Kim squealed, and the rest of the group watched, as Brock delivered the money shot to Kim.

[Storiesandslaves]

Love this story,carry on!

[Demonking]

Once again great story, hope all is well and that the next addition will be posted soon.

[matt1995]

Brock backed away somewhat as Kim cringed slightly at the volume of cum trickled down her sexy figure. Ted laughed and spoke in his thick accent: 'Nice shot Brock. Turn this way babe, got another one for you.'
Kim turned meekly to face him, as the thick-cocked Brit sprayed four shots into the girls face. He bit his bottom lip and moaned comically as his considerable load was discharged. Charlie was distracted as he observed the circle - each of the athletes seemingly unaware of the erotic absurdity of the situation. Charlie thought it mad as he watched the twins, at ease with one another's furious masturbation, approach orgasm. He looked across the circle and met eyes with Zak, who was by now erect and oozing pre-cum. Kim was turning as Casey came on her shoulder. His cumshot was incredibly average, and would have almost ruined the moment for Charlie, who was envisioning his life as a porno, until first John and then Rob fired thick white liquid onto the chest of Kim, who was probably having an even more surreal time than Charlie. Rob had told the truth, Charlie thought, as his load was particularly more propulsive than that of his twin. Charlie wanked himself half-heartedly as he watched as, in quick succession, Tim, Damon and Nelson, the eight inch wonder, sprayed their loads onto Kim, who was laughing in surprise and perhaps despair. Pierre, the French joker, did not instruct Kim as the others had, and simply went slowly to his knees behind her and came explosively onto her tight white ass.

Charlie looked around and saw that most of the people had returned to their seats. Most simply collapsed, sweating slightly, exhausted from their orgasms, and still looking fine as they nursed semis and panted heavily. Brock was just wearing a T-shirt, and seemed fully spent. Charlie stood around the splattered Kim, his competition now comprised of Zak, whose lack of attraction to Kim must have made initial pleasure difficult, and Luke, who stroked himself at a leisurely pace next to Charlie. Charlie was incredibly horny of the whole situation, and although he feared the forfeit, the sight of Lisa, the head cheerleader, fingering herself behind Zak brought him very close. He saw Zak walk around to Kim, who was facing away from him, and at almost the same time Zak and Charlie ejaculated on Kim. Zak had a good shot, every who had seen the video knew that, but Charlie, who had deliberately not cum in the preceding days, fired what must have been almost ten shots into Kim's whitened visage. Charlie was entirely in the moment, stood next to Zak, their warm sweaty bare arms brushing slightly, as they relieved themselves. In the background, Ted was slowly clapping and laughing in response to Charlie's money shot. Brock was huge and weird, but the unassuming figure of Charlie had clearly not been expected to have such power. Charlie heard a moan to his right, and turned to see Luke, not cumming, but simply aroused by what he had seen.

Charlie backed off and fell into his chair, pulling on his pink boxer briefs which he had removed. Zak, flicking the last vestiges of cum from him and onto Kim, whose face and tits looked like a plasterer's radio in the best possible way, sat down next to Charlie, his legs open in confidence, his smile broad.
Luke was not looking as Charlie would have expected; excited rather than timorous, and Kim looked up at him as the blue-haired enigma slowly brought himself to Kim's level. The room was rapt with anticipation and exhaustion, as in the centre the two naked teenagers, one the slender erect twink the other the bodacious semen-soaked cheerleader, neared one another. Luke embraced the girl slowly, and his lips met hers. The kiss extended as Luke, with no regard for keeping cum off his person, pressed his body against hers and broke the lip contact, as Luke gradually began to lick the cum of the football squad off her face. One of Luke's hands felt up and down her body, and, clearly having been very observant, his hand caressed her back and moved slowly to her bum, where he collected Pierre's load with a sensual rub, before returning hand to mouth and licking his palm. He lowered Kim to a supine position, and began to lick her breasts. He lingered on the nipples, which became pointy and hard, and as the assembled audience looked on, incredibly aroused despite the very recent occurrences, as Luke slowly went down Kim's body and began to pleasure her. There was no cum on her vagina, but neither Kim nor the crowd objected to the slight change in the forfeit. Luke's tongue buried within Kim, and as the tip circled her clit, sooner than anyone would anticipate, Kim shook with pleasure as she orgasmed. Her legs tightened around his torso, and for a few moments there was silence except Kim's barely concealed joy. There was a pause, as Luke returned to his feet. His blue hair was messy as he stood before the team - sweat made his tight physique glisten, his rock hard cock was wet with pre-cum and his face glistened with the cum of the rest of the team, although most he had successfully swallowed. Luke grinned, and, looking at his captain, asked 'What's next?'

[Priapus]

This is so hot!!!

[matt1995]

Zak looked down at Luke, and Charlie noted the barely concealed lust in his eyes, and glanced around the room as a whole. The majority of the recently spent guys had re-clothed to some extent, excepting himself and Pierre, while the girls looked a bit out of place, having just watched two thirds of the room get off. Kim still clutched one of her tits in one hand, and gently massaged herself with the other, looking visibly wet.
Zak spoke for the group: 'I guess we're still playing truth or dare. It was on the twins, but you've probably earned the role as question master Luke.'
Luke nodded happily, and looked around the room. 'Although we have all just cum,' Nelson said, leant back deeply in his chair in purple briefs.
'I didn't,' Luke said, with seeming passive aggression, which Charlie sensed as good acting. He had by no means been rushing himself in the bukkake.
'I did,' Lisa giggled, flirtatiously sniffing two of her fingers.
'I didn't.' Luke repeated.
'We know,' Lisa declared, 'But I'm just warning you that it's not likely any of us will want dares for a while...'

Luke frowned and looked around at the room. He selected his target, and fired. 'Ted,' he said, 'Truth or dare?'
Ted had been sat staring up at the ceiling, one hand down the front of his black boxer briefs. He reacted remarkably quickly, perhaps instinctively, saying 'Dare.'
Luke pondered for a moment, before speaking. 'I want you to stand in the centre of the room, naked, and anyone can do whatever they want with you for five minutes, and you just have to stand there.'
Ted got to his feet and walked to the middle of the room, his feet in between small splatters of cum which had dripped from Kim. Ted brought his thumbs into the sides of his underwear and slipped them down his arse so they fell onto the thick carpet. Luke pulled on his boxer briefs, which were bright yellow and very much accentuated the curves of his bum, and began to pace around Ted. A few others in the room began to get up, although Brock, Casey, Tim and Kim all looked too lethargic to move. Charlie looked up and down Ted, excited at the notion of having a real close examination. Casablanca, who had previously dared Pierre, was the first to make contact as she laid a hand on Ted's ass. Ted generally marked the middle ground of musculature in the group, in that he by no means had the definition of Nelson, the twins, Pierre or Zak, suggesting aesthetic bodybuilding, but not the utility heavy set appearance of Damon, Casey, Brock or Tim. Ted was likely more to throw heavy tyres and chop wood than carefully sculpt himself in a gym. Whilst he had no six pack, he did have broad shoulders, big pecs and tree trunk legs. Those tree trunk legs fed into his large firm ass, which Casablanca was stroking. It had a large amount of hair evenly spread over the cheeks and down his legs, but it only added to a fairly spectacular bum. Marie laughed as she slapped it very lightly.

Pierre moved over, wielding something he had picked up from the side of the room, and whispered menacingly in Ted's ear. 'That's not how we spank, is it Ted? We use the initiation paddle.' Charlie recognised the paddle from the previous week with Zak.
Zak winced in preparation. 'I still have the scar from the initiation two years ago.' Charlie bent down and gazed at the large clenched ass. On the right cheek, visible through the fuzz, was a deep red line like a bolt of lightning. Pierre was clearly not sympathetic, and Ted was barely able to keep his footing as Pierre spanked him six times in a row. Ted was almost tearing up at the end, and Casablanca clearly took pity on him, walking around to his front and brushing his dick, which was surprisingly engorged considering he had cum less than ten minutes prior.
Casablanca looked to Zak, who was sat with his legs spread casually, and Lisa, who had taken the seat beside him and was unsubtly moving her hand towards his thigh. 'Can we jerk him off?' Casablanca asked. Zak nodded, and Casablanca began to work on the recently spent cock. Luke, on the other side, was slipping his finger up and down his back and teasing Ted's arse crack. Charlie was once again in awe of this culture, so unhinted at from their behaviour at school. He felt he should participate, so walked over to the cabinet next to Zak's bed and looked in the drawers. To Charlie's pleasure, he quickly found a large bottle of lube, and moved to Ted, where, in front of the Brit's face, he squirted the lube which dribbled in a thick river down between Ted's pecs, his stomach and onto his crotch. Through his thick bush, the lube split and went in two separate directions, whilst the lube added to Casablanca's handjob, which was finally raising Ted's thick dick.

Zak noted that there were thirty seconds left on Ted's dare, as the hairy seventeen year old came closer and closer to orgasm. Ted was no doubt struggling, as each of the twins was lightly punching and arm and Luke continued to engage in gay fantasies under the guise of a dare. Ted let out a light moan, as he ejaculated into Casablanca's palm. Pierre slapped his friend on the back.
'This guy cares not for your refractory period.' he said, grandiosely.
'Ten seconds,' Zak said, and Rob, intent on one more embarrassment to his teammate, swiped Ted's cum from Casablanca's palm, and rubbed his hand through Ted's short styled brown hair and onto his handsome face. The group moved apart, as Zak called for time and Ted moved for the first time in five minutes. He grimaced at the room and, kicking his boxers across the floor, returned to his seat naked. His arms were bruised, his bum reddened and his cock leaking cum.
'New kid, Charlie,' Ted said. 'Truth or dare?'

Charlie had no intention of undergoing what Ted had just had to go through, so answered 'truth' in a matter of seconds.
'Dialling it back,' Ted said, 'I'm fine with that. I can't say sex is particularly on my mind having cum twice. My balls ache, actually.' Smatterings of laughter broke his chain of thought. 'So... Charlie, who'd you like?'
'Who do I like?' Charlie asked, perplexed by the radical change in tone in the room.
'Like like like?' Ted responded in a high mocking tone.
'You are under oath!' John put on a deep southern American accent and pointed accusingly at Charlie.
Charlie hesitated and looked around the room. He gestured towards Marie, and grinned nervously.
'Interesting,' Ted rubbed his hands together, 'Very interesting.'

[cumonme]

Sooooo hot. I like how long each part is. One of my fave stories.

[Nwbie]

Please keep this story going, don't stop now.

[DrWedgie26]

I have really enjoyed reading this story. Please keep going with it!

[Swimmingwarior]

Please please pleas!!! Finish this story, its my favorite I have ever read

[matt1995]

Charlie looked awkwardly across the room at Marie, who looked straight back and smiled. Charlie thought her smile was the most beautiful thing in the world. Marie's eyes moved noticeably down to Charlie's bulge, hugged tightly by his pink boxer briefs, and then back up to his sharp-featured face. Marie's lips moved subtly but clearly, mouthing to Charlie 'Dare me.' Charlie looked around nervously, wondering if he had the nerve to actually do it. What could he ask her to do? Simply get naked? Might she blow him? Might she even let him fuck her? Charlie was constantly insecure that he had not yet lost his virginity, especially around this collection of alpha males. Charlie looked to his side, to see Zak, sat comfortably with his right hand cupping his large package, and Zak looked significantly at Charlie and nodded meaningfully. Charlie had, of course, promised to help Zak get off, without it appearing that Zak was gay. Luke, Zak's foremost crush, sat on Charlie's other side, still fully erect (the only guy obviously so in the room) in his bright yellow underwear. Charlie paused, as the room at large looked at him.

'Luke,' he said, deciding to go to bat for Zak, 'Truth or dare?'
Luke smirked, one finger massaging his bellend, which had made wet the material of his underwear. He gave the obvious answer. 'Dare me,' he said, before licking his lips and saying 'I'll do anything.'
'I dare you...' Charlie paused to make his decision seem spontaneous, 'to give your captain a lap dance. A naked lap dance.'
Luke was not so closeted as Zak, and got to his feet without a moment's consideration or acting. Zak, for better or for worse, was committed to his act. 'Whoa,' he said, shifting away from Charlie. 'You didn't ask my opinion. I'm sure Luke's a fine looking guy, but not my style. I'm all about the pussy.' Lisa snorted audibly from across the room.
Charlie played along, feeling a mix of resentment and pity. 'Well Zak, a dare is a dare. But if you want to pussy out.'
Zak bit his bottom lip, and looked around awkwardly around his friends. 'Fine,' he said. 'Go on Luke. You'd better not cum on me though.' One of the twins laughed, and the tension was broken.

Luke moved across to Zak, and Charlie moved to the side to better see and study the intricacies of Zak's performance. Charlie was doing a psychology course at school, and wished he could film Zak in these situations and present it in class.
Luke ran his hand through his blue hair and began to move his waist around in a circle, pushing his crotch towards and away from Zak's face. Luke was sweating in the heat of the room, and even Charlie felt a little tug in his underwear. If Luke had not had lap dancing classes, which was a possibility in Luke's case, he had certainly practiced his moves in the mirror. Luke teased Zak, who was having real difficulty not grinning, as he turned around and shook his tight ass, still held by his yellow boxer briefs. Luke lifted with remarkable flexibility and stability his right leg on to the back of the sofa behind Zak's head. Luke's hard cock was just half a foot from Zak's mouth, and Charlie knew that if not for the secrecy of the persona, Zak would love to just tear off Luke's boxers and blow him right there. Luke retracted the leg, before turning and lowering his underwear smoothly down his tight smooth bum, hairless and tanned, bending over before stepping out of them. Charlie wondered how the rest of the room was responding to this quasi-homosexual activity, being that they were all macho jocks, but Charlie couldn't look away. Luke sat straight back without warning onto Zak's lap. Zak's left hand gripped the armrest, whilst his right hand barely covered his increasingly rock hard cock. Luke ground up and down on Zak, Zak clearly tensing as Luke's balls brushed the back of Zak's hands. Luke turned his head and leant back into Zak, and, in front of the entire football team, licked the side of Zak's face.

Charlie quickly noted how a couple of the squad seemed to be getting uncomfortable, specifically Damon and Casey. Other members, such as the twins, Pierre and Ted seemed not to mind, being significantly metrosexual in their own way, albeit dedicated 'lads'. So too was Lisa pulling a disgusted face, and nudging Casablanca next to her to agree. Luke cared not for approval, however, as he span around on top of Zak so he was facing him face to face. Luke ran a finger flirtatiously down Zak's face, his neck and into the central line of his abs. He grabbed Zak's left arm, and brought it to his face, and then, with negligible resistance, brought Zak's right hand from his erection onto his leg and then his arse. There was a moment when Zak clearly realised that his rock hard cock was right next to Luke's ass, and then the two kissed. The moment was frozen, for about five seconds, as even the members of the team who were happy to jerk off in front of each other and spit roast girls sat up and took note. After that, a lot happened very quickly. First of all, Lisa got to her feet. The rest of the team quickly followed. Zak seemed to notice and responded with remarkable quickness, bringing his hands from the side of Luke's face and arse and onto the other boy's torso, pushing back hard so their lips parted and Luke flew backwards and onto the rug in the centre of the room.
Zak got to his feet, and looked down on Luke, shouting 'What the fuck?' His angry words were slightly undermined by his erection, but he grabbed his underwear from the floor and pulled them on.
'Why did you kiss him Zak?' Lisa shouted. 'You a fucking queer?'
'Oh fuck you,' Zak shouted back, 'That fucking faggot kissed me.'
Luke was scrambling back to his feet, clearly startled by the force from Zak and sudden change of mood. 'No, no, no...' Luke pleaded. 'I was just doing a lap dance. They kiss at the end...'
'They don't,' Nelson broke in. 'That strip club we went to on tour we weren't allowed to touch, let alone get off.'
'Gay strip clubs do!' Luke responded, surrounded by a group of angry muscular guys.
'Gay strip clubs?' Rob asked, incredulously.
'You think we go to fucking fag clubs?' Casey asked.
'Why did you kiss back, captain?' Pierre asked Zak, who fumbled.
'I don't... I didn't. I was just going along with the dare, then he kissed me.'
'I don't know if I feel comfortable sharing a locker room with a queer,' John asked. 'Has he been watching us all shower together?'
'And he ate our cum!' Tim said.

Charlie was shocked at the sudden change, and wanted to jump to Luke's defence, or better yet, have Zak do it. Yet Charlie was frozen, and, he realised, a bit scared. There was a lot of anger in the room, and a lot of guys who could really hurt someone if they wanted. Charlie got to his feet, and was about to walk over to do something, when his hand got grasped and he was suddenly led out the room. Charlie blinked in the darkened corridor, and noticed it was Marie who held his hand.
'What the?'
'Come with me,' Marie said. They walked in silence down the corridor, the only sound was the muffled yelling coming from Zak's room. Marie turned into a doorway and turned on the lights which illuminated what appeared to be Zak's mother's bedroom. The bedroom was huge like Zak's, with an en-suite on one side and a huge four poster bed in the centre on a raised platform.
Marie sat on the bed, and patted next to her for Charlie to join her. Charlie sat down, still somewhat stunned.
Marie spoke softly: 'Are you okay?'
'Yeah, just...'
'It's fine,' she laughed humourlessly. 'Those guys are freaks. Too much testosterone and not enough time spent talking to real people.'
'Just...'
'What Luke? He's obviously gay, or at least bi. How those people have been training with him for all this time without noticing is beyond me. Nothing wrong with it, of course. If anything, those guys are asking for it, all being in such good shape and getting naked at any opportunity. If I was gay, I'd definitely be a cheerleader. We shower naked together all the time.'
Charlie simply repeated what she had just said: 'If you were gay...'
'But I'm not.' Marie moved her head so as to properly meet Charlie's vision. 'I like guys. And you are particularly hot. You could cut yourself on those cheekbones.'
'Thanks.'
'I haven't got you wrong, have I?' Marie asked. 'I thought you said that you like me.'
'Yeah I do...'
'Why didn't you dare me earlier? You could have got me to lap dance you.'
'I don't know, I just…'
Marie very deliberately grabbed Charlie's crotch. 'Why nothing down here?'
'Sorry, I'm just...'
'It's fine,' Marie said. 'Just lie back.'
'What?'
'I'm going to fuck you.'
Charlie was taken aback, and could not think. 'Fuck me?'
'Yeah. You are so fucking hot. What position do you like?'
'Position?' Charlie could not cope with such rapid changes in mood. 'I don't. I haven't...'
'Are you a virgin?' Charlie nodded. 'That's fine. I can guide you through it. You want to, 'cause all I know is you're hot, we're alone, and I'm horny as fuck because I've been watching people get off all night.'
'Yeah, sure. Let's... fuck. Where's a condom?'
'It's okay, Charlie. I'm on the pill. Just lie back.'

Charlie did as commanded, falling back onto the soft bed. Marie clambered on top of him, and began to kiss him. Charlie kissed back, tasting her distinctive saliva as their tongues wrestled. Charlie stroked his hands through her thick black hair, which was as smooth as silk, and began to feel his cock getting hard again. Marie parted their lips for a moment. 'Strip me,' she commanded. Charlie blindly began to unbutton her blouse, before taking that off and fumbling fruitlessly with her bra fastening. Marie laughed through the kiss, and undid it with one hand herself in a moment behind her back. Her boobs, around a C cup, fell out, and Charlie cupped them, all thoughts of Zak and Luke in the other room forgotten. Charlie felt an surge of arousal, and he sat up and pulled down Marie's black skirt and black thong down in one. He stared at her smooth shaved pussy, and went straight into it, as he had seen in porn. Marie stopped him.
'I don't know how much time we have. There's no time for foreplay.'

Charlie breathed a sigh of release, as he had no real idea how to work his way through cunnilingus. Marie kicked off her jeans, leaving on her knee length black tights. She moved down to Charlie's waist, and, gripping the waistband of his pink boxer briefs with her teeth, brought them off him entirely. Charlie collapsed back on the bed for a moment, as Marie mounted him and, with one hand, worked his cock inside of her. Charlie tensed up, amazed at the wet sensation of Marie, and Marie put a knee on either side and began to ride him up and down. Charlie began to moan as his dick reached full hardness, and Marie screamed with pleasure.
'Oh my god. You're so big. You're so fucking big.' She moaned loudly as she rode him up and down, and Charlie leant back and closed his eyes as the two fucked. There was no other noise in the universe, as for a few minutes Charlie just lived the pleasure, opening his eyes occasionally to see Marie bouncing up and down on top of him, running a hand through her hair as her boobs bounced up and down.
'Thrust up!' Marie shouted and Charlie did, as Marie screamed and tightened on him. 'Hold it. Don't move a muscle.' Charlie was laid on the bed but raised his crotch upwards, and as Marie's feet went backwards and onto Charlie's knees, he held her entire weight on his cock. Her pussy tightened, and as Marie loudly orgasmed, so too did Charlie cum inside her, his eyes closed, his lower lip bitten and a smooth moan emanating from his mouth.
'Fuck. Fuck.' Charlie panted.
'Jesus.' Marie said as she rode out her orgasm. 'Fuck.'

[18y/otwink]

Yay, another part. Haven't even read it yet. So excited. x