Before the Stuy

By Ish Grayson

Published on May 28, 2024

Gay

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This story depicts adult males having sexual encounters with each other. If it is not legal for you to read this (or if you're offended by it), please close this story!

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------------------------------------------ This story is a spin-off of Back To The Stuy (in Adult Friends), and takes place when the main character, Ish, is learning how to be a proud slut. ------------------------------------------

Before The Stuy Chapter 27

3 Weeks Later

The end of spring semester is a very loud time on Greek Row. There are parties, video game tournaments, Greek Games, all Greek mixers, and of course the annual end of finals bash! The bash was an all night block party/kegger where rules don't matter. Permits and ordinances were required, campus police were forced to weigh consequences, and girls were encouraged to stock up on Plan B after spending time in a hot tub.

Scooter, Juan, and I formed a small group for the night. Taking the ferris wheel together, eating fried foods, hitting up one of the dance floors. When Bat noticed that Marcus was sitting in the hot seat for Dunk the Douche, he spent $10 to make him fall five times. There was force in his throws.

"Still mad at him, huh?" Juan asked Scooter as we sat on the lawn in front of our house. Watching drunk people moving about.

"Dude still won't apologize for taking my ex and fucking with the team," Bat responded.

"But you're with Tony now," I reminded him. "Why are you still upset?"

"Teammates deserve better," he stated.

"Deltas never learn," Juan shrugged. Even though I knew that the "truce" was keeping things at bay.

"Thank God I never pledged," I heard behind me. His voice! I looked over my shoulder to see Kal holding two duffle bags, soaked with a sweaty forehead. I felt as though time froze when I stood to verify that it was actually him, and not beer goggles playing with my head. His smile drew me in, as I quickly ran to attack him with a hug. Making him fall backwards onto his backpack. I couldn't stop kissing him in between his laughs. My bros had to help us both stand.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" I asked my boyfriend as Scooter and Juan took his bags into the house. "How are you here? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?!"

"So you could cancel your hookups?" he chuckled. "I missed you Baby Boy!" He pulled me in for another hug, placing a kiss on my head.

"I missed you too," I inhaled his scent. Not minding the mixture of "airport desperation" and "hot spring humidity" that coated him.

"The fellowship ended yesterday. Landed at Newark a couple of hours ago," he kept holding me in his arms.

"Did you call your Mum?" I asked him.

"She's in Delhi."

"What about your Dad?"

"Your Dad took him to Bear Mountain for the weekend," I'd forgotten about that.

"Have you told anyone in your family?" I looked into his eyes.

"You're my family," he kissed me softly.

"HONOR!!!" We heard Dig's voice roaring from the front porch of the house. He was noticeably drunk, with a cup of beer in his hand, as he stumbled his way to us with Scooter and Juan in tow. I'd noticed that his drinking had increased since he and Scooter returned from their parents' house, but chalked it up to the amount of celebrations that were happening with the school year ending. He handed me his cup so that he could pull Kal in for a bear hug. His feet dangled in the air as Dig yelled "BOYFRIEND #1 IS BACK!" before putting him back on the ground then giving him a sloppy kiss on the lips. Several people looked and whispered as this exchange happened. I was too happy about having both of my guys together to care.

We spent time walking around the block party, catching up a bit. Drinking beer, turning down offers to hookup. I watched in awe as Dig walked through the crowd with his arm around Kal's shoulder, occasionally kissing his temple or giving him a noogie. My boyfriends were really friends. Even though Dig and Juan were the ones that girls mostly wanted to flirt with -wanting a chance to see if their dicks were as big as they'd heard- Dig proudly claimed that he was with his boyfriend when he turned them down. Who knew that the captain of the baseball team, a known hound for pussy, would be sprung on a guy?

When we got back to the house, after losing Juan to a Psi girl, the guys and I ran up to High's room just as he was escorting a shirtless girl with long box braids out of the door. Homie had just gotten laid, and was happy to see his bros and brother-in-law.

Even though the spring pledges were finally initiated the last day of finals they were still required to run errands for upperclassmen, and work the parties, until the semester ended. When High sent a text to Langston (aka Showman) to bring up a case of beer, I noticed Kal practically drooling over the new guy as he walked into the room. During the party, Langston's pledge class was required to be shirtless with the Delta Kappa Greek letters painted in yellow on their chests to indicate that they were working. His toned shirtless body and the peaking waistband of his underwear were enticing. We could tell that he needed a break from the madness of the first floor.

"Has Baby Boy fucked his new brother yet?" Kal asked Showman, who was sitting on the floor facing us on the sofa. Dig sat at the desk, while High and Bat sat on the bed.

"Unlike SOME PEOPLE, I don't perv on my brothers." I darted my eyes at Dig.

"Stop being so sexy, and I'll find a new lil bro," Dig winked at me then chugged a beer, before uttering "Sticky Knees" after letting out a burp. A true frat bro.

"Aye, no flirting in my room!" High looked at us.

"Besides, he's not my type," Showman defended himself.

"Is lil bro straight?" Kal asked him.

"Yup," he proudly stated.

"Get a new bro before that changes," my boyfriend joked.

"You're one to talk," I nudged him.

"Unlike you, I can because there's no dick in my mouth," he hit back.

"You sure you wanna stay the night here?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Are they always like this?" Showman asked the others.

"This is new," Scooter spoke up. "I thought he only talked shit to Dig."

"Rule #1 of dating Sticky... No one is safe from his mouth," High stated. He wasn't wrong.

We hung out for a while, drinking more beer, talking shit. We discussed our summer plans, even though most of us were going to be staying at home. Showman seemed to be the only one with anything going on, as he mentioned that he would be taking summer classes at one of the theater schools in Manhattan. Once the case of beer was finished, I took my boyfriends down to my room so that I could cuddle with them after having a long day. We all wanted to sleep, and knew that we had plenty of time to catch up some more the next day.

Of course Dig was the one who woke us up in the middle of the night, as he stumbled out of the bed to use the bathroom. I wiped my groggy eyes as I watched his naked body making its way to the door. The only light provided was from the back porch through the cracked blinds. Kal turned to face me, his eyes still closed as his arm reached across my body. His hand scanning my chest before roaming down to pubes, tickling the hairs before grabbing the base of my dick. "Mmmm" I quietly moaned as I felt myself getting hard. Lightly pushing the top of his head, he understood what he needed to do. Kal never turned down a chance to suck a dick. Even if he was deep in REM, he'd still find a way to wrap his lips around a cock. His warm mouth and tongue provided an incomparable service. Bobbing his head up and down as spit dribbled down the sides of my dick, while my eyes were still closed. Relishing in what could only be described as the perfect way to spend the night with my boyfriend. Intimately.

When the bed shifted, I opened my eyes to see Dig laying down. I scooted over, holding Kal's head in place to move with me so that we could give my other boyfriend some space to join us. For Dig to grab my head to kiss me while playing with his own dick. I knew that I would cum if I didn't stop Kal. I wanted to bottom. I needed to give my ass to one of them.

I raised my legs enough so that my hole was presentable to Kal. I felt him lick it really quickly before diving in. Making out with my trench. Swirling his tongue around, getting it as wet as possible. Feeling his fingers enter me. We knew what was about to happen. Dig knew to reach over to hand him the lube so that my boyfriend could get himself ready to enter me.

It'd been so long since I had a dick that big, that thick, that long; I had to stifle my scream by kissing Dig. I felt every inch of my Kal's monster sized cock stretching me out, as he sank into me. It almost felt like the first time again. No matter how many dicks I've taken, no matter how much Dig fucked me on a regular basis; there was no dick like Kal's.

"That's so hot," Dig groaned as he watched us. Seeing me on my back with my legs on Kal's shoulders. Kissing both of us when Kal leaned forward. The closeness of the two of them turned me on. Watching their tongues wrestle while one of them started picking up his pace. Kal was making up for lost time. He pulled out so that just the head was inside of me, then rammed it back in. Making me audibly gasp. "Fuck him!" Dig goaded him on as he stood from the bed. "Fuck that hole."

I watched as Dig walked behind Kal with the lube in his hand. I saw him get on the bed, positioning himself behind my boyfriend. Resting his chin on his head as he whispered in his ear. I knew what he was about to do, as I saw his arm jerking. Kal stopped his movements, loudly moaning, as Dig entered him. One arm across his torso, holding him tight, while one hand was on his hip. This was it.

This was the moment that I got to see both of my boyfriends being intimate with each other. It was hot as fuck to watch Dig slowly fucking him. Feeling part of his movements as he fucked Kal into me. The more he picked up his pace, the more I could see his face contort. He wasn't going to last long. No one could when they fucked Kal.

I'm not sure how, but Kal stopped him from making any more movements. He wanted to take over. To control the fuck as he was between us. He was our anchor as he bucked himself back and forth from my hole to Dig's crotch. Using the opened cunt and big dick for his own pleasure. I couldn't resist from playing with my own dick watching this. Seeing their faces, feeling the friction as I jacked my dick. They were perfect together. The creaking bed and sweaty slaps were heard, in between grunts and groans. Orgasms building as we became a unit. This was the perfect way to celebrate my boyfriend's return.

"I'm close," Dig spoke first, using both hands to grip Kal's hips. He knew that he wasn't in control. He knew that by saying it, Kal would pick up the pace even more. Slamming even harder into me, while grinding his ass against him. I jacked myself even harder, and faster, knowing that Kal was getting himself close as well. There was no question about it.

"FUCKEN BOLLOCKS!" I heard my boyfriend cry out, as he threw his head back. He was breeding me, he was home. Dig wasn't far behind, having experienced how tight Kal's hole could get when he came. I recognized the face of someone who experienced his insane grip. The O face, and bucking, that let me know he was shooting into him. I let loose, spraying myself. It was too intense.

It was the perfect threesome with my boyfriends.

------------------------------------------ The school year has come to an end for Ish & and the guys. But summer and sophomore year are on the way... There's lessons to be learned when becoming a good little slut. ------------------------------------------

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Next: Chapter 30: Sophomore Year 1


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