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CHAPTER TWO
Why the fuck did I lie? I've never played beer pong in my life. Alright Tim, you've got this. Just relax. Be cool. BE COOL.
"Alright pipsqueak, eye to eye." Josh's stern instructions shake me out of my internalized peptalk. Well, at least I think his name is Josh. Or was it John? Jeremy? Jamiraquay! No thats not it. Wait, what did he just say? Eye for an eye?
"Wha--" Before I can even finish making an ass of myself, easily the most beautiful man I've ever seen walks up.
"I got it." The beautiful, towering blonde boy says to me, picking up a pingpong ball and stepping up to the table. "Eye to eye; you lock eyes with your opponent and throw blindly. Whoever lands a cup gets to go first."
"This your partner?" Jamiraquay Josh asks as I am gazing at this man's chizzled figure. The sheer fact that he was shirtless and absolutely ripped holds my attention a little too long. When my eyes finally do wander north, I see a smile that I swear just sparkled at me. His silky blond hair sits just above his perfect blue eyes. I guy could get lost in those eyes. Those eyes feature such a stunning deep blue that the Atlantic Ocean itself would be jealous. Those eyes -- oh shit those eyes are stairing right back at me.
"Yeah, I'll show Pipsqueak over here the ropes." he says with a chuckle.
"Tim. My name is Tim" I stutter out, immediately scolding myself for how awkward it came off."
"Josh." Ha! I knew it wasnt Jamiraquay.
"Gabe." It's nice to put a name to the slim, girlish face of the rather effeminate boy standing next to Josh. They seem like polar opposites. Gabe stands about my height but more muscular than my skin-an-bones physic. He has his nails painted a deep pink, and talks with a theatric flare in his voice. Meanwhile, Josh looks to be a little under 6 feet tall and quite a bit heavier. His round face is mostly masked by a scraggly beard connecting right down to the tufts of chest hair protruding from his vneck tee. I guess these two are no more opposite than myself and my dashing new pong partner.
"Scott." He didn't look like a scott. But what do I know? I thought Jamiraquay was a likely name for Josh. Scott locks eyes with Josh, tosses the ball completely missing the cups. Josh lands a throw right in the middle of our cups. One by one, we toss balls back and forth, and one by one, our cups are getting removed.
"You better not fuck this up, kid. I am not doing a lap." Scott says as he misses another shot. I look across the table to see all six of their cups still unmoved, and only one left in front of me. The ball sails out of my hand and bounces off the rim of the cup. I'm convinced time has almost halted as the pingpong ball rolls around the edge of this solo cup and falls out. Cheers erupt from Josh and Gabe as Gabe's ball plops perfectly into our last cup. In my peripheral vision I see Scott drop his shorts to his ankles.
"Uhh, what are you doing?" I ask, partially out of fear and partially out of pure anticipation.
"Oh sweetie, frathouse rules! You lost a game without hitting a single cup. You've gotta take a naked lap!" Gabe exlains as Scott drops his blue and green boxers to the floor. The hefty cock that hangs halfway down Scott's thigh starts to swing back and forth as he breaks out into a light jog away from the table. I slowly start to pull my shirt off when I feel two hands grab either side of my sweats. In one swift pull, Josh pulls down my pants and briefs.
"Well, not a hair on that boy" Gabe giggles out.
I'm not sure if it's my fight or flight response, or just compliancy rooted in fear, but I follow behind Scott in a brisk jog.
"Its so small!"
"Duuuude. Did your balls not drop?"
I'm mortified as I run around this party, hearing all the mocking and seeing everyone staring and gawking.
"Look at Tiny Tim go!" I hear another voice yell out.
I finally get back to the pong table, but my clothes aren't in the neat pile I left them in! I cover my crotch in embarrasement and plead in a panic, "Josh, where the heck are my clothes?"
"Come on, Josh, Give Tim his clothes back" Gabe chimes in.
"No point covering up now! Tiny Tim!" Josh mocks, pulling my hands away from my crotch. I feel my prick start to swell up, please don't let anyone notice. "I'm sure these'll drop soon enough" continues Josh, this time giving my tight sack a couple of firm slaps. The pain creeps up into my stomach, and my dick quickly swells to its unimpressive two and a half inches.
My cheeks are now burning red, I clutch my crotch once again and rush for the nearest exit. I stumble out the side door of this frat house kitchen and am immediately chilled by the september air.
"Uhh, you know you're naked, right?" A red, curly-haired boy grins and looks up at me from the cinderblock he's sitting on. Freckles coated his face and a dimple peeked its way out with his cheeky smile.
"Not that there's all that much to see. Here, uh, take this." He puts out his cigarette, chuckles at his own joke, and hands me his hoodie. I tie it around my waste, covering myself as much as I can, and we start walking towards the bus stop.
"So are you going to tell me your name, or just keep silently following me to my dorm to get this hoodie back" I blurt out.
"One: That's a good hoodie, yes I want it back. B. I was rather enjoying this awkward silence."
"You can't just switch from numbers to letters in a middle of a list."
"Quatro: Yes. Yes I can."
"Okay now that's just a number in Spanish, and you skipped three. I'm Tim"
"Ghee Butternsaps."
"Really?" Jamiraquay doesn't seem so unlikely, now.
"I don't know."
We continue our silent walk to the bus stop. The cold plastic bus seat takes some getting used to, but we arrive to my stop at last. I get to the door and realize my key is still in my stolen pants.
"Allow me!" He steps forward and waves his watch infront of the card reader. The door clicks open, and he walks with me up the three flights of stairs to my floor. My door is wide open, I see my roommate Ryan still playing the same game from before I left for this dreaded party.
"Hey. Some guy from that frat left something for you." Ryan shouts, not bothering to take off his headset or even look away from his game.
My clothes, phone, and keycard are all arranged nicely on my bed. Ghee looks over at me and holds out a hand.
"Oh, right. This is Ryan my roommate. Ryan, this is Gh--"
"Gus. Gus TT Showbiz. The extra T is for extra talent. But I meant I wanted my sweatshirt back."
"OH! Right. Thanks again. Wait, I thought you said your name was--"
"Later, Tiny Tim!" He shouts as he walks out the door.
Fuck. What a day. I pull on a pair of briefs, slam the door shut, and collapse into my bed. I pick up my phone to see my lockscreen has been changed to a slightly blurry photo of me running buck naked through the frat house. My cheeks start to light up red again, but I'm too exhausted to do anything about it tonight.
A few hours pass by and I'm awoken by the squeeks of my roommates bed. I discreetly look over and see Ryan ferrociously pulling at his dick. The glow of his phone illuminates his face and his body enough for me to get a pretty good look at him. He starts breathing heavier and his strokes get stronger. He lets out a strong moan as burst after burst of of cum splatter across his chest. He's absolutely covered, and a powerful smell of cum spreads across the room. He picks up a pair of boxers from the foot of his bed and wipes himself clean before rolling over and passing out. I drift off myself, not too long after he starts snoring.
I hope you enjoyed Chapter Two! Let me know if you have any requests for the upcoming chapters.