They Say

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They say that betrayal is something we all must experience.

Denton- The freshman banquet was tonight so Mitchell was at the house doing his thing. I needed to go back to the house eventually to see the speech this year's president was giving and to meet my little- some guy named something Wayne- but that wasn't for a few hours. I was just sitting in the diner Preston had left me all alone. I thought about calling Preston, but I realized I didn't feel like it. I sat there, finishing my burger and fries when a cute guy my age came up to me.

"Hey," he said. "Mind if I join?" he asked.

"If you want to," I said. I really wasn't in the mood to be nice but I couldn't tell him no either. He smiled and sat down.

"I saw you sitting alone," he said. "I was sitting by myself too." I didn't respond. He must have sensed my apprehension to converse, but he kept making small talk. "Was that your boyfriend that just left?"

I nodded. The first response I'd made.

"Oh," he continued. "Well his loss, huh?" he smiled at me. I looked him not saying or doing anything. Did I owe him anything? Not really. Was I being rude? A little. Did I care? Hardly. "So what was that about anyway?

"Look, dude," I said. "I appreciate the company, I really do. And I'm sure you're cute and funny and have a personality to boot, but I'm not really interested.

"Oh, I understand that," he said still smiling. "I wasn't hitting on you."

I must have blushed because he chuckled audibly. I smiled, showing every bit of my embarrassment.

"Oh. It's just that I thought that-"

"Its ok. Don't worry about it. I'm not even gay, so don't worry about it," he said. He was being really sweet, how could he not be gay. Then the ball dropped. "My little brother's gay. He's a freshman at the university this year."

"Oh," I said. I guess this had to be a gay thing I wasn't familiar with yet. Did older brothers always scout out and solicit on their brother's behalves? I suddenly got a little uncomfortable. "Well that's cool."

"He'd actually probably like to meet you. Well, if there wasn't the problem with the boyfriend."

"I'm flattered, but..." I began. He interrupted me.

"I'm not pimping my brother out. You just remind me of someone he dated once, that's all I was saying. I hope I didn't offend or turn you off," he said. He sounded legitimate.

"No, It's cool," I said.

"Great. He's actually running around town like a crazy guy right now. He's looking for a pair of jeans and white t-shirt. He got a card for a secret club at the banquet this evening."

I almost choked on my diet coke. His brother was a member of the tribe. The guy sitting in front of me didn't look at all like someone who could be in the Tribe, his brother must have been something completely different. He was cute, just not Tribe material. Then again, I thought, I didn't think I looked like a member of the Tribe either.

"Oh, that's cool," I said trying to sound nonchalant. "What's his name?"

"JW," he said. I let out a sigh of relief. At least I wasn't talking to the brother of my little. That would be way too reminiscent of my entire dilemma last year.

"What does JW stand for?" I asked. I'd keep an eye out for him tonight.

"Jaden Wayne," he said. Again, I almost choked on my diet coke. I looked at the guy in front of me, came up with the best excuse I could in the amount of time I had and left the diner as quickly as possible.

Charles- The entire scene was surreal. The three of us began with a shower, soaping each other up, laughing, playing and horsing around. Zach's dick was way more intense that I thought it was. When the thing was fully hard, I could barely contain myself, and neither could Madison. We both dove to our knees, putting our tongues all over his long shaft, making out and sucking his cock at the same time. The hot water washed over us and Zach seemed to be enjoying himself.

Madison didn't forget about me either, playing with my dick with his hand while his mouth worked Zach's cock next to mine. Zach was skinny, but muscular and the entire thing was way to hot.

Before Zach had a chance to blow his load, Madison took control and dragged our steaming wet bodies back into the bedroom where the two of them had laid a blanket out on the bedspread. Madison lay down on his back and I mounted what was his impossibly hard cock. The rough and ruggedness I loved about sexual Madison was coming out one hundred percent. Zach didn't seem surprised at all by Madison's alter ego and instead, let his own sexuality go as he fed Madison his cock.

I was riding Madison like there was no tomorrow, staring as he deepthroated all of Zach's cock. It was the most incredible seen, seeing these two hot studs go at it while my boyfriend's amazingly thick dick was pumping in and out of me.

And then the phone rang. It wasn't mine or Madison's ringer.

"Shit," Madison screamed. He stopped thrusting upward and stopped riding him. Zach took his cock out of Madison's mouth and crawled to the edge of the bed as I collapsed on top of Madison and started making out with him. From where I lay, I could see Zach's dick getting soft already.

Zach- "Hello Chris," I said sitting on the edge of the bed. The other two were still making out on the other side, but I could tell I was done for the night.

"You want to come over tonight?" he asked. "I got home and realized I need to see you."

"Umm," I hesitated. I was in the middle of something pretty special, but then again, I didn't want to let Chris down. "What kind of surprise?"

"Just come over and you'll see."

"Ok," I replied. "I'll be there soon."

"Great," he said. "Give me exactly 20 minutes. Then walk in if I don't answer the door."

I started to respond with an "ok," but Chris had already hung up.

"I gotta go guys," I said to Madison and Charles. They didn't look up. Instead, they kept making out, albeit a little less enthusiastically and a little more passionately, as I gathered my things and left the room.

Jesse- Mark asked me to dinner that night. I hesitated asked where his wife was and he said she'd gone to her parents for a few days. She was still feeling a little sore and depressed from giving birth and he didn't want to eat alone. I was admittedly apprehensive to the idea, thinking that dinner with your landlord wasn't exactly kosher behavior, but he did promise that he made a killer sausage lasagna so I had to say yes.

I spent most of the afternoon working on homework, when Mark knocked on my door.

"Come in," I said. He did, wearing a pair of slacks and an apron and nothing else. I smiled and let out a chuckle. "Do you always cook in this state of dress?"

"The kitchen was a little hot," he said laughing as well. I could definitely see a pretty toned body under his apron to match his cute face. This arrangement might be harder than I thought. I got up and followed him into the kitchen.

"Now, I have to admit," he cautioned. "I haven't made this lasagna in a long time. Karen isn't exactly a pasta person, but I think I got it right."

"You're talking to a poor college student. As long it isn't Ramen, I'm fine," I said pulling out another laugh from him.

"Ok," he said. "You have a seat and I'll get everything out."

The place was set with two tables complete with wine glasses. A fresh bouquet, that I assumed Karen had left behind, was in the middle. The only thing missing were a couple candles and this really could have been a date. Mark came out, having taken his apron off to verify my assertion that he had a nice body, holding a small lasagna with two dish holders. The thing smelled amazing and I knew it would taste great as well. Mark set it down and ran back into the kitchen to get the wine.

"Wow, you really went all out sir," I commented after he'd sat down. He just kind of looked at me. I served myself a large piece and then turned to Mark to get his plate. After I'd sat down, we began eating quietly. I wasn't sure what line of conversation was appropriate so I decided to let Mark strike it up.

"So, how was school?" he asked like any father would.

"It was just the first day, Mark," I replied. "I'm not struggling yet."

"Good to hear," he replied. "Listen, you know Karen and I are both very smart, so if you need any help, don't hesitate to ask us."

It sounded like a good offer, I'd probably take him on up on that.

"You know," he added. "I've been looking for a new place to work out. Seems like you know a thing or two." I just smiled. "Could I get a membership at the school's gym?"

"Of course," I said. And just to test if he was indeed flirting with me, I added "But the gym you're at now seems to be working."

He sat up, taking my bait and smiling. He raised one of his eyebrows and said "Yeah? You think so? Karen always says I could stand to loose a few."

"Karen has no clue what she's talking about," I said sexily. This time he smiled and blushed. I knew I was golden.

I got up off my chair and went around the table to wear Mark sat. I lifted one of his arms and pulled back his short sleeve, lightly caressing his bicep. "Look at that," I said feigning innocence. "This is hard as a rock."

I could tell he wanted to say something else, but didn't want to cross the line too soon. I could also tell that something else was also hard as a rock. When was the last time this guy had had any? Pushing forward, I lifted his other arm and took his shirt off from behind. He didn't protest once.

I felt his chest from behind and whispered, "Wow, these pecs are impressive too. I wish mine were that firm. Wanna see?"

Before he could answer, I took my shirt off. He turned his head and smiled at me. I think I might have seen him lick his lips too.

"Look at that," he said for the first time in a minute, almost choking on the words. "Just too guys comparing bodies. Reminds me of college."

"Oh yeah?" I said still sounding naïve. "What else would you and your buddies do in college?"

"You know," he said. "You know college guys. Always experimenting. That was a long time though."

"Would ya'll suck each other's cocks when you got really horny?" I asked.

"Umm, sometimes," he said. I could tell he was getting antsy. He shifted in his seat and even put his hand down there to readjust. Just a little longer and this older guy was mine. Just to appease him for the time being, I took my foot and set it in his crotch and began rubbing softly. I could see the surprised expression flash on his face which quickly turned into a smile. "We'd also fuck each other's asses sometimes when our girlfriends were being bitches."

"Oh," I said slowly. "Does Karen suck your cock?"

"Not anymore," he replied. "She used to when we'd first got married. Says it grosses her out."

"Oh," I said again slowly. "That's too bad. Maybe we should do something about that." At which point I finally went in for the kill. Mark smiled. I stood up and walked over to him. I was about to get on my knees when he said "Let me go first," grabbed my cock and gave me one of the most experienced blow jobs I'd ever had.

Charles- The whole thing was surreal, but somehow not what I expected. I mean, Zach was fantastic. I'd nail the kid any day don't get me wrong. But it seemed like I wasn't myself during the whole thing. I was a machine, just waiting for the kill- going through the motions. I felt like I'd felt for all those years I was just fucking anything that moved. The next morning, I woke up extremely sticky, my back a little sore and Madison's head on my chest.

"You awake?" he asked. He must have felt me move. "I was waiting for you wake up."

"That's creepy," I joked. I rubbed his head. "How'd you feel about last night?"

"It was fun," he said. "But I have to be honest, it wasn't all it was cracked up to be." He paused. "Don't get me wrong, your friend is really sexy. I just realized I'd rather have sex with you just you for the rest of my life."

I couldn't even believe what I was hearing. This guy, this hot as fuck guy really truly loved me. There was no denying that.

"I agree," I said. I didn't need to say anything else. This was it for me. Me and Madison for ever and nothing else. It was surreal to think that I was laying next to the guy I'd be laying next to for the rest of my life. And I loved the feeling.

Jesse- Mark was a man of experience. I didn't doubt that he hadn't messed around with a guy since he was in college, though that wasn't that long ago. I did doubt the extent at which he'd said he'd messed around. He said sometimes as if it were every once in a while, but as soon as my cock was in his mouth, the guy was a pro. He sucked my entire 7 inch cock down like it was nothing. He grabbed me from my ass and pumped me into his mouth like there was no tomorrow. I moaned uncontrollably as he got me so rock hard, I could barely stand.

He must have known I was already nearing the edge even though he'd only been at it for a minute because he said "let's slow down. Let's go upstairs."

He stood up, not taking his hands off of me for a second and led me to his and Karen's bedroom. He was kissing my neck, ripping of clothes and sucking my face while I stood there too love drunk to move. Before I knew it, we were both naked and his hot body was on top of mine. I realized that Mark was hotter than I'd thought. His skin was tan and hairier than I'd been used to, but it was sexy. There was something mature about it. His stomach was flatter than any 20 year old I'd been with, albeit he didn't have the rock hard abs. All he needed was a little tone and definition, which you could tell he'd had at one point, and he'd be a knockout. What the fuck was Karen thinking?

He moved down to between my thighs again, this time only stopping at my cock for a second. He went down to my ass and began eating me out. I couldn't help it, I was spazzing out like I'd never been with a guy before. This guy had tricks I'd never felt, his tongue reaching places I didn't know tongues could reach. He was playing with my dick with one hand and fingering my hole with the other. He'd come up for air every once in a while and smile at me. I could do nothing but arch my back and writhe around in ecstasy.

He sat up between my legs and for the first time spoke. "Do you want it?" then he showed me what I hadn't seen until then. His cock was rock fucking hard and it was huge. It was at least 8 inches long and as thick as a wrist. I must have gawked because he said "I'll go slow" to reassure me. I wasn't afraid of it, I was just surprised by it. And how was he so hard without me even touch him? This guy must have wanted it bad.

He put his head in slowly and I felt sufficiently stretched out. He'd done a good job with his tongue and fingers. He pushed in a little more and let out a sigh. A little more and I let out a scream. He bent down to kiss me to keep me from screaming again. He pushed a little further and I felt like yelling out in both pleasure and pain, but couldn't with his tongue buried in my mouth. He stayed there for long enough for me to relax and yearn for more. I clutched his back, probably drawing blood, to indicate I was ready. He let more in and again I felt like I was being ripped in half. A minute later, that didn't feel like enough anymore. He pulled back and I scratched his back again, pulling him into me.

He thrust in so hard, I thought my head was going to hit the back of the bed. I realized he'd been in all the way. Not as bad as I thought and with that first thrust I felt as if I was in heaven. He pulled out and thrust again, again taking me higher than before. He sat up and concentrated on fucking me, soliciting moan after moan after moan. I could see him start sweating.

The guy was a machine. Twenty minutes later when he finally pulled out to finish off on my chest, my ass was worn out. I couldn't take more if I wanted it, yet when he was in me, I felt like there was no other feeling. He climbed on my chest and jacked his load, spewing wave after wave onto my face and chest. And then I felt something unexpected. My cock pulsed and shot a huge load onto my stomach. I looked down and realized I wasn't even playing with myself. My load had shot on its own by this guy's supreme fucking. Mark collapsed on top of me and in minutes we were both asleep.

Denton- It happened. The guy's brother came into my room wearing a pair of jeans and t-shirt. He looked like the guy from the diner only a little leaner yet still muscular. His hair was longer and blonder and his eyes were much bluer. In short, he was the cuter version of the guy in the diner. And when he walked in, he couldn't have looked more afraid.

"Hi," I said. "I'm Denton your Tribe Big Brother."

"Hi," he said. He approached the side of the bed I was sitting on. "I'm Jaden Wayne but everyone calls me Wayne. At least here they do."

"Well it's nice to meet you, Wayne."

I wasn't sure what else was expected of me. I mean, I knew what I was supposed to do as it's what Glass did to me last year, but I wasn't sure how to start or anything. I had been so scared last year, I barely remembered anything to begin with. I grabbed Wayne's thigh and pulled him closer to me. He sat down next to me, our legs touching.

Without saying anything, I figured actions could speak louder than words, I undid his pants and sat down next to him. Before I knew it, the first ceremony was over and Wayne's cum was down my throat.

I stood up, cleaned off my chin and chest and proceeded to tell him everything I could about the Tribe. I told him to leave if he wasn't comfortable and when he didn't, I got under the covers and he joined me for round two.

Charles- "Details," I said to Zach the next morning. Neither of us had class until afternoon so we'd cooked breakfast and were sitting in Madison's large living room.

"There are no details," he said coyly. What a bitch, I thought. "We just made love."

"Oh, you made love?" I mocked. He was so different sometimes. "How was it?

"It was great," he replied. "It was better than I remembered. He knew exactly what I liked and he went straight for it. He was tender. He had Joss Stone playing for god's sake. It was the most romantic thing ever."

"I want to know exactly what he did," I said. I was curious.

"Why does it matter?" he asked.

"Just tell me or get out of my house," I joked.

"I paid my deposit, bitch. And it's Madison's house," he said.

"For now," I said keeping it going. "Like he's gonna make me sign a pre-nup. Soon this place will be mine."

"You're sick," Zach said through laughter. "I just walked in. The door was open and there was a trail of roses to the bedroom. Chris was sitting there on the bed, naked and oiled up. He looked so good. He smiled and beckoned me over and the rest is the same old story. I orgasmed four times."

"Holy shit!" I said surprised. "Four times? That's epic."

"It was epic. It was the beginning of an era," Zach said.

"I bet. I guess that means no more raunchy three-somes for us," I joked. When Zach didn't answer, I qualified. "I mean, not like there was gonna be. Me and Madison both had fun, but you know. It wasn't for us."

"Yeah," Zach said sounding breathy. "It wasn't for me either. Ya'll were amazing though, I just couldn't do that Chris now that we're you know."

"Yeah. Madison did say you're a hottie though."

"Well he isn't too bad himself," he said. "You really landed a good one, Charles," he continued.

"I know," I said. "I remind myself that everyday."

"So this is for real?"

"It is, Zach. It's as real is it's gonna get for me."

"And no more Brooklyn?"

I didn't even hesitate in my answer. "Brooklyn who?" and the words couldn't have been more true.

Jesse- I half expected things to be weird with Mark the next day. Halfway through the night, I'd gotten up and walked to my own room to sleep. I woke up and got ready for class and Mark was already up and dressed for work.

"Do you need a ride into town?" he asked. I thought about it. It would save me the trip and some gas money.

"If you don't mind," I said. I grabbed a yogurt from the fridge and followed him out to the car.

The entire car ride was awkward in that way it's awkward when you're forced into a situation with someone you've seen naked. Mark and I had crossed that line and there was no going back. I wanted him to say something, but he didn't, instead letting the tension build to unbearable heights. I wondered if he wanted to do it again as much as I did.

My day was pretty easy, just one class and a lot of reading in the library and a workout at the gym. Mark came and got me at five and took me back to his place. The only things either of said in the car where hello. He said he had to fix some things in the garage and that I should order take out from wherever for dinner. He was being more than generous to me, treating me more like a son than a tenant. I decided to make a simple taco salad for us instead, to kind of show my gratitude.

I walked into the garage to tell Mark that dinner was ready and he was standing there over his engine, shirtless and oily, reaching in to tighten something. Every muscle on the left side of his body popped as I came in and the older guy couldn't have looked sexier.

"It's my baby," he said. "Karen tried to get me to sell it when we got married, but I've just been doing some fine tuning to it. It's almost road ready. We should take a spin sometime." He said.

I told him I'd cooked and he said thankful. He started to walk towards me to get to the kitchen, but I stopped him with my hand. His face was really close to mine and our eyes locked and it was as if we both knew what we were thinking. I kissed him fiercely and grabbed the back of my head with his greasy hand. He smelled like oil and gasoline and I loved every minute of it. Before he could say Mustang, I was on my knees buried to the hilt with his cock in my mouth.

Zach- When I got back from classes late in the afternoon, Charles had already gone to the pool and Madison had just worked out in the gym downstairs. I heard his shower running when I came in the front door.

"Hey, Charles, is that you?" he cried from the bathroom.

"No, it's Zach," I said walking to their bedroom door and calling in.

"Oh," he said. The shower had shut off and he was walking into the bedroom dripping wet. "I forgot my towel," he said when he saw me. Interestingly, he began toweling his hair first. The rest of his perfectly sculpted body was just standing there facing me. I couldn't turn away even though I knew I shouldn't be staring.

"Um," he said when he noticed I was still looking.

"I should go," I interjected quickly. The fact that I didn't move made me feel like an idiot.

"You can come in if you want. I'm just gonna get dressed and go pick up some food for dinner."

"Oh," I said. He looked into my eyes and I kind of got uncomfortable for a second. "Yeah, ok." I turned to go. I was confused. What was that all about? Why could I not stop staring at Madison? He must have had mixed feelings to, because I turned slowly and he waited until I was almost out of the door when he spoke.

"Hey," he said. "Charles won't be back for a few minutes." It was almost a whisper. Even though we were alone. Maybe I wasn't crazy and I had felt something. What the fuck was he doing? And why was I turning around and looking at him again. I couldn't. And even though I knew I couldn't, I took a step closer to him. We met in the middle of the room, both walking equal distance to each other. I wasn't about to do this to my best friend and I wasn't about to let Madison do that Charles either.

But I couldn't stop myself from putting my hand on his shoulder and my other hand around his waist. And I couldn't stop him from putting his clammy lips on my neck. It felt good, extremely good, to be wanted by such a hot guy. And I couldn't stop myself.

"Madison wait," I said, or tried to say before Madison's lips were on mine, his tongue digging deep into my mouth. I pushed him away, finally getting the strength to recover from this hot guy's attack. But Madison wasn't taking no for an answer. Before I could tell him to stop again, he was on his knees in front of me, undoing my belt buckle and slipping my pants off. He looked up at me and smiled and I suddenly felt a pang of guilt. I took a step back.

"Dude, I can't," I said suddenly. "And you can't either. We can't. Just get dressed and go pick up some food." I pulled my pants up and did my belt and left the room.

Jesse- "What can I say?" Mark asked as we lay in his and Karen's bed looking up at the ceiling. He'd just done things to me no one had ever done before and since it was in the middle of the evening, this time we didn't fall asleep. We just lay there, naked on his comforter talking like a couple of guys who knew each other well. The jizz on my hands and chest was starting to dry. "I sucked a lot of cock and fucked a lot of ass in college."

"Well, you certainly became an expert," I said. He turned his head and smiled.

"You aren't half bad yourself. You're ass- mmm... not to tight but certainly not loose," he complimented. He took one of the hands that was behind his head and put it on my pec. He felt it up for a minute. "You really do have a good physique. I think a few workouts a week would make you a stunner though."

"Oh really?" I said. He was talking like a buddy would to his pal, so I felt a little flattered. Not to mention that his hand was stroking my sensitive nipple. "I guess I'd work out more if I had time."

"You aren't doing anything now," he said. He sat up, all the muscles on his side rippling. You could tell this guy had once been extremely ripped and still had a great body. The hair that coated his chest would have turned me off of anyone else, but the rock hard stomach directly south made it even hotter. Not to mention the dick that still had a layer of cum on it. "Here, sit up."

I sat up. He got off the bed and stood over me. "Lay back down," he said. I did and he grabbed my legs and held them in a ninety degree angle over my body. "Now do a crunch." I did. And I did another one and kept going until my stomach felt queasy. "Keep going," he jibed. I started breathing heavier. My stomach felt like it was going to explode and stopped. He dropped my legs and climbed on top of me.

"That's what me and my buddies used to do," he said, leaning into my face. "We'd work out together, hit the showers and then play with each other. We still dated girls and no one knew a thing."

Then he kissed me. He'd avoided kissing a little bit during sex, only doing it when I could tell he was loosing his edge. But when he did, it was with a manly passion. This truly was a man's man and he knew it. While his mouth was on mine, I could taste beer, smell sweat and grease and feel a hard cock on top of mine. I guessed he was ready for round two.

"It's great to be doing this again, Jesse," he said coming up for air. "God, if Karen could suck like you. Or if her pussy was as tight as your fucking ass. I haven't done this in years."

I was glad to be of service. As he kissed me, I wondered if we'd be able to continue this affair when Karen got back. I mean, it wouldn't be easy to spend the entire night fucking while his wife and kid were at most a room away.

"We'll have to be more careful when Karen gets back this weekend," he said, reading my mind I presumed. "But... you know," he said between kisses, "We can make it work." And with the word work, I felt his cock make it's way straight into my ass once again.

Charles- I heard Madison ask "You aren't going to tell him are you?" and I did hear Zach's answer. Instead, I opened the front door and saw Madison and Zach standing together in the living room. Madison was wearing a pair of cutoff sweats and Zach had his back pack flung over his shoulder. They both turned to look at me and a wave of fear came over me as the most jealous thoughts came to mind. I had no clue what to say, but the signs all pointed to the thing I couldn't bare to imagine. Could they have? And as soon as the thought entered my mind, I felt a wave of guilt for even beginning to question that my best friend and my boyfriend were doing more than just living together. I pushed it out of my mind and in what seemed like an eternity later but was actually only a split second, I smiled at them both and covered my guilt with a cheerful "Tell me what?"

They say that betrayal is something we all experience. They say that every time we let our guard down, something attacks at our most vulnerable state. They say that no one is blameless and all have sinned.

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