The win against Copperleaf had been a sure thing by the last twenty minutes. The decisiveness of the victory had caught the team by surprise so celebrations were scattered and with a rather uneven distribution of alcohol. Mason stayed out of it for the most part.
However, Jacob wanted to have his own little get-together by Sunday, so Mason found himself invited to an unofficial movie night with a smaller circle of friends.
Jacob's room had a projector screen he could lower from the ceiling to display any game in a glorious diagonal of too-damn-many inches.
When Mason arrived, Jacob had let him in and rushed back upstairs where he already had a racing game match going against Oliver.
Mason sat down on the bed and started at the two competing Buffs from behind – marveling at his luck.
Jacob's mohawk was freshly trimmed. The thick-legged muscle boy wore gym shirts and a white, too-tight t-shirt that flashed his lower back whenever he leaned forward. Oliver had grown out his stubble to a chin beard, as long as his buzz cut. He wore a tank top and sweat pants.
Their contrasting skins shone in the multicolored light of the screen as their large arms flexed with quick button presses.
Just a year ago Mason wouldn't have dared to dream of a moment like this. He fought down an odd feeling of invasiveness – as if he wasn't allowed here, as if he wasn't good enough to belong with the hunks.
"Ey, fuck you!" Jacob yelled with mock outrage as he lost.
Oliver glanced over and shrugged. "Oh come on, bro. Wasn't even close. I raped your ass from start to finish."
Jacob grinned wide. "Sure did," he said and glanced behind him - to Mason. He winked quick enough that one could have missed it.
The small athlete got to linger on the fuzzy sensation of belonging for a second.
"Yo Mase," Oliver said before stuffing his mouth with a large handful of chips. "Join? Fair warning though," the Buff said and sprayed yellow crumbs, "I'm just gonna rape both your asses."
"I..."
The doorbell rang downstairs.
"I'll get it," Mason said and jumped up. "Do another round without me."
The new arrivals were Evan and Milo who had driven here in one car. Evan had new nerd glasses that made his green eyes pop even more. Of course Mason couldn't comment on that without being gay.
Mason tried to keep his voice low and straight. "Hi you two, come on in. The Buffs are already uh... raping each other ass..." That sounded not-straight. "Uh, at video games."
The wide receiver Milo was in shorts, his light brown legs rippling as he bounced on the spot. He handed over two six packs of beer as he entered. "Fridge those for me, will ya?"
"Sure. I... thanks, I mean, yeah."
Mason felt a bit crushed at this busboy treatment. Did they only see him as the water-boy? Wait... the water-boy?!
"Hi Naoto," Mason said. He hadn't tried to sound so surprised.
"Hi," said the short Asian twink in a polo shirt. "I can... I mean, if you point me at the kitchen I can do that."
"Actually, Jacob has a mini fridge in his room."
"Oh, okay."
They both awkwardly moved toward the stairs where Evan's and Milo's thick asses just made it over the edge.
"So..." Mason started. "Did they bring you?"
"You mean if I came in their car? Yes. Jacob was the one who invited me."
"Cool."
It was sweet of Jacob to think of the smaller guys on the team although a part of Mason resented the fact he likely counted as such a charity case. At least they had SubX to bond over.
Mason was deep in a 2v2 party game on Jacob's console – Mason and Milo versus Naoto and Oliver – when Jacob brought another guest.
Ji was clad in white – baseball cap, long t-shirt and baggy shirts showing off just enough of his thick body to make Mason's focus break.
As he and Milo lost the round, Jacob started distributing beer cans that he had already opened. Ostensibly he tried to make sure no can overflowed onto his hardwood floor, but Mason knew what it looked like when the Buff spiked a drink.
Mason moved to `help' and opened a can for himself.
Jacob leaned in to whisper. "I used the weak one so we have time for what I'm planning. I hope you don't mind that we're drugging Ji as well, but I'd rather not keep him in the know any further."
"Gottcha," Mason said and handed a can with SubX to Oliver who stepped up behind them.
"Cheers," Oliver shouted and emptied the beer in one go. Jacob imitated him. The other boys in the room took more measured sips. Naoto made a face as if biting into a lemon.
The games continued with Evan, Milo and Oliver playing while Ji and Naoto watched from the bed. Jacob leaned on his desk, while Mason sat on the chair.
"So I heard," Ji said, "you guys won a pretty tense game. Congrats."
"Thanks, man," Jacob said. "It was tough at first but..."
"Nah, fuck that," Oliver said. "We raped those bitch boys into submission like they're nothing."
Every boy with SubX in his system had started fiddling with the hem of his shirt or pants. Ji slipped out of his socks as if to cool down. It wouldn't be enough.
"Still a reason to celebrate," Evan said and slipped his shirt over his head while the next stage loaded. "I needed a win in my life."
Ji casually dropped his white shirt onto the bed, exposing his torso where massive abs competed with fat to stay visible. His dark nipples were already pointy.
Oliver struggled out of his shirt, too, before the game began again. "Why's that, bro?"
Evan grunted. "Ugh, Cindy finally let me try anal and she hated it. I didn't even get to finish. And the of course she gets her fucking period early and, I'm gonna be honest, I love that girl but she's terrible at blowjobs."
Jacob and Mason where the last to take off their shirts. On the bed Ji pushed his shorts down. There was a semi in his briefs. Naoto still wore his jeans but rubbed his crotch.
The gaming trio was too focused to go beyond shirtlessness for now.
"Dump her," Milo said, perhaps jokingly. "Blowjobs are the bread and butter of a relationship. If a chick doesn't let me use at least one of her holes whenever I need to, she's not gonna be around for long."
Jacob stood straight and pushed his pants down. There was no underwear. He had been the first to go nude.
As if a curse had been broken, Ji rolled back on the bed and stripped naked at the same time as Oliver and Evan kicked off their pants.
Mason undressed to avoid being last as Naoto awkwardly and self-consciously lost his own clothes.
After ten seconds, the awkwardness subsided. It was as if high school boys hung out naked all the time.
Jacob opened a pack of chips when the game round ended and all seven of them huddled together on the sofa.
Oliver kept slouching, his legs spread, taking up most of the space. Naoto sat on a cushion on the ground between the pale Buff's beefy legs and reclined, his head resting in Oliver's crotch.
Evan and Milo shuffled aside to let Ji sit on a cushion between their legs. Their teen muscles rubbed together – the wrestler's arms thrown over the footballer's thighs.
"So I ran into that chick from the diner again..." Oliver started.
Mason and Jacob stood behind the backrest. The shorter whispered to his co-conspirator. "Do you think Ji, Milo and Naoto are going to get nipple rings afterward? It's the weak SubX that does it, right?"
"Possible," Jacob said. "Milo and Naoto resisted the first time so I don't know if they're permanently immune. But Milo is really flicking his nipples, so..."
"Ji might have to resist the urge. Can wrestlers even have pierced nipples?"
"No idea. We'll potentially find out."
Oliver burped extra loud, interrupting himself. His hands were at his nipples. "...and her pussy is so wet I keep slipping out, and of course there's not enough fucking space in the diner closet to try other positions, so I figure that's enough pussy lube and go anal. But that bitch starts screaming, so I gotta choke her and hold still to see if I can keep going..."
Jacob leaned in. "Well Mase, I've had an idea. Back when I started exploring my option with SubX my good friend Oli wasn't actually a great fuck. Pretty mechanical in hindsight. But with all the adventures he's had with `diner chick' and whatnot... He's an 8 as a top. Most of that's just from how good he is a using his entire mass to drill into me."
"...I push her on her knees just in time," Oliver ranted, "but that chick is too dumb to get it so she doesn't turn to fucking face me in time and I blow my load in her hair. Man, she was pissed."
Under the guise of roaring laughter, Mason whispered back. "So you want me to judge Oli's bottom skills today?"
"Precisely," Jacob said.
"I still can't believe you've never topped him."
Jacob smirked. "What makes you think I haven't? But this is our deal. I judge topping, you..."
"Hey Jacob," said an unfamiliar voice. It was Naoto, who sounded a lot different when he spoke loud and with confidence.
The Asian twink had to twist his body to look behind himself, so his face was now an inch from Oliver's three-quarter hard dick.
"How come," Naoto said, "I've heard stories about Oliver's sexcapades all year but never a word from yours?"
"Yeah man," Evan said and scratched his coarse pubes. "How many girls are you juggling right now, huh?"
Jacob grinned happily. "Where do I start? But I need to loosen up a little first. Second round's on me."
With not too loud party music on, Jacob handed out coke in red cups, then went around and poured as many shots of rum as requested. When he came to Mason, he merely acted as if pouring.
"That's the real stuff," he whispered. "But our genius benefactor has let me know that this version lasts even longer. Oh, and would you kindly turn on my webcam?"
Mason sneakily pushed the on button on Jacob's camera. It was aimed right at the currently empty bed, with the sofa in the background. Was the mad genius watching them or was this just for recording?
By the time he looked back at his friends, Milo and Oliver were passionately making out. Naoto had turned around, kneeling on his cushion, and sucked Oliver's big, glistening dick head. The twink's hands were rubbing the Buff's slightly flexed thighs.
Jacob pulled a drawer open and retrieved something red and thin. "These go into my evaluation of Oli as a top, so I think it's only fair of you to use them on him when he's receiving."
Mason took the offered items: A red, studded collar with a dog tag in the shape of a bone and two linked, red wrist cuffs.
Oddly excited, Mason stepped up behind Oliver and collared him tightly.
Ji grabbed the cocksucking Naoto by the throat and pulled him into the middle of the room. The much stronger Asian put the moaning twink into a hold, face to face, and rubbed his dick along the other's.
Mason pulled Oliver along onto the bed under the watchful eyes of Jacob who had his mostly-soft dick worshipped by Evan and Milo.
"Open up," Jacob said and put his dickhead onto Evan's tongue. He let loose a stream of piss and Evan tried swallowing as much as possible.
About half dripped out of his mouth and ran along his lean chest and abs. What dropped to the ground was eagerly lapped up by Milo.
By that point Mason had maneuvered Oliver's massive frame into position.
The light skinned physique bodybuilder with a buzz cut looked good with the collar and the wrist cuffs, especially as his over-trained arms were slightly flexed behind his back.
Mason found the lube and covered his dick lightly.
He entered Oliver doggy style.
The beefy ass cheeks welcomed him before he even made contact with the hole. Since Oliver was not a natural bottom he barely arched, keeping his back tense and hard. Mason penetrated the rim and held into Oliver's broad shoulders.
He fucked with gay abandon.
Oliver's grunts were deep and gentle. Too gentle. Mason fucked harder. A hint of pain mixed itself into Oliver's grunts, making him yelp the occasional high-pitched one.
Jacob was handing out more gear. Evan and Milo each got a butt plug as they 69-ed on the sofa. The biggest plug as reserved for Jacob himself. He was noticeably more generous with the lube when it came to his own hole. The cocksucking duo would feel the burn a lot more.
Oliver kept sliding forward, his face getting buried in the sheets.
Mason pulled out and made the sex zombie jock turn on his back.
He pushed in, Oliver's beefy legs sticking out to the sides, and spit into the bottom's mouth.
Unable to get the bottom to hold still, Mason freed him from the wrist cuffs. Fondling his nipples with both hands, Oliver was finally getting fucked right and let Mason go as hard as he wanted without constantly moving away.
"Fucking finally," Mason said. "You're not getting high marks like this."
Oliver's eyes rolled back into his head.
Jacob grabbed the now unused cuffs and added them to Evan.
Naoto slipped out of the wrestler's grip as Ji let go to get a condom from his wallet. As the wrestler passed Jacob, the brown skinned Buff pulled his huge plug out – the lube had mostly dried off – and rammed it into Ji's ass.
The Asian wrestler's knees shook and he held still to minimize the pain of entry. Once his ass was spread by the too-dry plug, Ji continued his way with a bit of a waddle.
As Ji's wrapped dick entered Naoto – both boys playing with each other's nipples nonstop – Mason felt his climax approaching.
"Oh fuck..."
The reserve player shot his load into the tackle's ass with a long, trembling sigh.
Then he... well.
"Ugh, Jacob?"
"Y-Yeah?" Jacob said, as he bopped up and down on Milo's dick. The two brown boys held each other, Jacob's hands on Milo's shoulders, Milo's hands on Jacob's hips.
"If I pull out," Mason said, "I'm gonna soil the sheets. My load was crazy huge. Is there a towel near me or..."
Jacob waved him off. "I'll have to... Ugh, justwaitasec."
Mason held still inside the deeply breathing muscle bottom and watched his friend have an intense anal orgasm.
"Woohoo," Jacob yelled as he returned to normal. "That was a good one. Anyway, I have to wash every piece of fabric in the room before mom comes home, so I don't care. Cum wherever."
Mason pulled out and let his load wet the mattress. Oliver finally lowered his legs but made no move to get up. Instead he jerked himself off.
"So how was it?" Jacob asked, still riding Milo.
Mason wiggled his head. "I don't want to give another low grade. I figured it can't be that hard to bottom when you're full of a fuck-zombie drug, but I guess straight guys just aren't good at this."
Jacob grinned. "Maybe that's true. But on the other hand, that just gives us a reason to keep experimenting. Wait, gotta milk this boy."
Milo whimpered as Jacob clenched, visibly flexing his whole body. As soon as the top below Jacob was no longer spasming, Jacob got up on the bench and pressed his cum dripping hole into the Greek's face. Milo lapped up his own mess.
"How long is this `long' version going to last?"
"Not sure," Jacob said. "We should have time for some more fun, though."
"Let's judge Evan," Mason said. "He's been jerking it in the corner all alone."
"Good call. Pull my old buddy off the bed."
While Mason maneuvered Oliver to the ground, Jacob bent down to Ji's ass and slapped the plug's base. When that didn't elicit much reaction from the fucking Asians, Jacob slapped Ji's balls instead.
Milo moved in, dick still fully hard, and ripped the plug out of Ji's hole in a single motion.
The wrestler cried out with a pathetic whimper. Milo stuffed the empty hole with his dick, adding his weight to Ji's as Naoto was crushed underneath. The twink reached around his top to tend to Milos nipples.
While the three un-pierced individuals fucked along, Jacob dragged Evan onto the bed.
"You start, Mase."
From the first moment on, Evan was noticeably better. He arched, for one thing.
With his ass pushed out, Evan received Mason doggy style. As soon as the top had broken the initial barrier, Evan clenched hard and pushed his body back into Mason's hips – giving the top a spectacularly tight hole to force himself into.
Mason groaned. "Oh holy fucking shit, he's goooood."
The humping began. Evan rested his face on the sheets and jerked himself.
"Don't let him cum," Jacob said.
"Right."
Mason grabbed Evan's hands and used them to hold on as he fucked.
After a minute, Mason slid out and pulled Evan back by the hips.
The bottom scooted with his ass to the edge of the bed and Mason reentered. Evan's face was pressed into the still wet cum spot.
Mason grabbed his bottom by the dense hair and fucked as hard as he could. At last he got Evan to make some noise.
"Ha, figured," Jacob said. He sat behind the un-pierced fuck trio and scrolled through a phone that wasn't his. "Evan's search history is... colorful. Pretty sure he's bi. Maybe even mostly gay."
"I guess," Mason said, huffing through the humping "he doesn't... ugh, need as much straight porn... when he, ugh, has a girlfriend."
"Good point," Jacob said. He pulled Oliver into his crotch and had the zombified Buff worship his dick.
Evan rose. He kept his back arched but twisted to look at his top. One arm over his shoulder, Evan caressed Mason's face and their tongues met.
He felt a little bad for Evan, knowing the nerdy athlete had girl-trouble when he really wanted some dick on the side. At least Mason could help him out, even if Evan would soon forget it all. Maybe he'd find a way to broach the subject.
All the pondering of coming out scenarios took a backseat as Mason felt his orgasm approach. Cumming a second time was not too unusual for the always horny teen, but cumming into an ass a second time was a new experience.
Evan growled into his top's face and went back down to push into the humping.
"Ughhh," Mason made. "Ten out of ten. Holy fuuuuck. Ughhhh."
Taking half a minute to recover, Mason watched the trio on the ground. Things had changed.
Naoto was now fucking Ji's ass, while wearing the huge plug. Milo crouched over Ji's face and jerked the wrestler off while also slapping his balls.
Jacob turned Evan around and sat on his dick. Mason moved out of the way, onto the pillows at the headboard.
The two jocks made out while Evan slowly pushed Jacob back. Once the Buff was lying down Evan started humping. He put his legs into it, pushing off the bed.
"So Mase," Jacob said, his voice shaking a bit with each hump. "I still need a rating for Oliver. Be totally honest."
"I guess, a five. Not terrible but not much he was doing right."
"Okay. Averaging it out over all our fucks, he gets a solid eight from me."
Mason watched the room, feeling spent.
The triple fuck had moved onto the bench, where Oliver had joined in.
Ji rolled on a new condom and entered Milo's ass, face to face on the bench. Naoto stood behind them and rimmed Ji's hole, while he still wore the huge plug. Oliver face fucked Milo and made out with Ji.
"I can already tell," Jacob said. "This one's a six or so." He gently patted Evan's back. "You're doing aight, boy, but I'm used to taking more punishment."
Mason slipped off the bed. "I'll wash up, if that's okay."
He hadn't come into the bathroom to overthink but as he cleaned his dick in the sink, Mason couldn't help it.
He wasn't really one of the guys, was he? Was Jacob even really one of the guys? Would it all fall apart if he came out?
Jacob appeared beside him and stepped into the shower. He mostly washed off his hole and the huge plug.
"Hey, can I help clean something?"
Jacob shook his head. "I'll wipe the floor when everyone's left. Bedsheets are already in the laundry."
The teen bodybuilder lubed the plug up and shoved it into his ass.
"You're going to keep wearing it?"
Jacob grinned as he left the shower, and gave his legs a towel rub. "Sometimes I'm even plugged at school."
"Fuck."
Mason turned to head back. But he didn't know when he'd have another opportunity. With them both naked – and one plugged – in the bathroom while sex noises came from outside.
"Ugh, Jacob? Do you see me more like Naoto or like an actually teammate? I know I'm the worst player - I'm asthmatic for fuck's sake, I'm only on the team to fill a spot – but I'm talking about... Where am I in the Jock versus Nobody scale?"
Jacob put his hand on Mason's chin, raised the shorter one's face to his and kissed him gingerly.
"How about," Jacob said, "I think of you as a friend? One I'm glad to have."
"Aww, that's so... gay."
Jacob chuckled. "So you still think being a top makes you better, huh?"
Mason rolled his eyes. "Never did. But I'm also glad we're faggy friends forever. Just don't expect me to take over Oliver's duties."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
If you're curious, here are all the rankings:
Ji: top 6, bottom 9
Hudson: top 10, bottom 3
Landon: top 7, bottom 5
Jacob: bottom 10
Mason: top 7 (8 or 9 if he had lasted)
Oliver: top 8, bottom 5
Evan: top 6, bottom 10
Oh and Jacob's secret ranking for Mason's bottoming skill would be a 7 ;)
See you for the big reveal... next time.