Diary of a Frat Boy Part V

Note : This story is completely fictional!

As Ben, Walker, and I fell over each other trying to rush up the stairs we each heard the faint bopping of doors slamming a couple of floors above us although none of us paid much attention to it. At the landing to the second floor Ben and I said our “see you laters” to Walker who lived on the top floor. I could tell Walker wasn’t keen on leaving us because he was clearly stalling by trying to recap the game that we all were at and all could remember quite vividly. 

The pointless chit chat finally ended when Ben’s phone began to ring. He snatched it out of his pocket took a quick look and began to talk immediately and quickly walked away from Walker and I. 
“Okay nice talking to you!” Walker exclaimed laughing out loud, but the fact that he was upset was written on his face. Ben responded with an unenthusiastic wave of acknowledgment. 
Then drawing the phone away from his ear he said “Oh, umm Ty… I need to talk to you real quick. Ah Walker I guess we’ll see you later bro.” As I turned my back and walked away I could feel Walker’s eyes burning two holes in my back but I tried to act unaffected. 

When I was in earshot of Ben and out of Walker’s I had to ask who was on the phone and what they or he needed to talk to me about. Ben just smiled and reach over rubbing his hand through my head drawing me closer said “Pssshh, no one I just made the damn thing ring so I didn’t have to listen to Walker babble on about nothing. That guy needs a life.” 
“Good call, I didn’t even notice you messing with your phone… you sneaky son of a bitch.” 
“I know right!” We both laughed as we made our way down the hall and to our room. 

So Ben and I settled into our room just killing time until something interesting fell into our laps. We were sitting on the couch; Ben was flipping through the channels aimlessly and I was nodding in and out of consciousness due to sheer boredom and exhaustion from being out in the sun all day. So I let my mind wander and I began to think about the wicked ramming Ben had just given me earlier in the day. I kept my eyes shut tight and let my mind drift. I began to relive every moment as if it were the first time I remembered Ben’s sweet, just showered, smell and the way he made my knees week when his body pressed against me. I felt so secure whenever he touched me. 

Then I started thinking about the shower and how Ben showed off for me; slowing working over his muscular body with soap suds and staring me down. His eyes were the best part of that shower the entire time I felt like a slab of meat that he was ready to ravage at any given second. I unconsciously felt my hand slide down my pants clutching my cock that was beginning to grow with excitement. About the time my hand made it past my underwear and into my pubic hair I felt a slap land across my chest. 
“What the hell you big Horn Dog! Keep it in your pants. What’s going on in that head of your’s anyway.”

I was fucking startled like no other, I shot up in my seat checking my surroundings and jerking my hand out of my pants. “Oh shit, sorry” I said with a half assed laugh. I was quickly turning beet red with embarrassment. “Uh… what’s going on?”

Ben just sat there with this huge shit eating grin on his face, like he had just walked in on me or something. “Seriously Ty, I can see you’re hard on trying to poke a hole in your jeans. What were you just thinking about? Or more importantly who?” Ben said with the slightest hint of insecure worry that I wasn’t sure if I picked up on. 
I ran both my hands through my hair and fixed my shirt before I looked over at Ben who was coyly gazing back and forth at me and the television. “Uh” I let out in a gasp of air “Actually I was thinking of you.” I paused with an embarrassing smile “well actually I guess you and me… earlier you know.” 

Ben rolled his eyes and bit his bottom lip allowing himself a couple of seconds to recap our former escapade. Then he just chuckled a little to himself in acknowledgement. A few moments of silence later he chimed in “Speaking of earlier, we never really got to really talk about it, and I don’t know if you wanted to at all” he paused “hell I know I want to put it all behind me.”
I looked up at Ben and into his eyes which I could swear I could see tears welling as he spoke, or maybe I was just imagining it. “Are you talking about what happened to you this summer?” I questioned, honestly hoping this wouldn’t lead back to what I said about Cameron.

Ben wrinkled his face in disgust “Yeah, I guess…” he let out a nervous one breathe laugh “when you say it like that you make it sound like I was a victim of something.” 
“Well you really haven’t told me that much so I don’t know WHAT happened. Where you the victim of something?” I asked this not really sure what I wanted the answer to be or if I even wanted and answer. I was no longer comfortable with the where the situation and I had turned very tense now. 

“I guess your right, but to be honest that’s not what I’ve been thinking about. All I’ve been thinking about since the football game is what you said after I told you.” Ben paused and just stared at the tv for two beats then looked me dead in the eye. His glacier blue eyes freezing me in place. Of course I knew what he was talking about but I didn’t know what to tell him. I knew why I had told him about Cam originally, to hurt him like he hurt me, but now my reasoning, it just seemed so petty.

“You know what I’m talking about?” he squinted his eyes “What you said about who you hooked up with or whatever. Was that for real or were you just lashing out because of what I did.”
“Yeah” I didn’t know what I was agreeing with. Truthfully it was a little of both. Well a lot of both. But I saw the slightly change in Ben’s expression when I answered. A look that said he was just crushed. I placed a hand on his shoulder and told him “of course man, I was just upset with you and your situation. I couldn’t do that…” I lost the words, I couldn’t lie anymore, but I couldn’t tell Ben the truth so I just stopped. 

Luckily this sufficed Ben placed his hand over mine. And to my surprise leaned over to my side of the couch and held my head with both his hands and laid the sweetest kiss ever on my lips. “Fuck!” Was all I could think and it raced through my body like the electricity from his kiss. 

***

Lucas leaned with his naked back pressed against his door staring blankly into his dimly lit room. His mind was racing and his heart beaten a million beats a second, then his legs slowly collapsed underneath him. He and Reed had almost just got caught and now he was hiding in his room. There was a faint squeak as Luc’s sweaty skin pealed off the wooden door as Lucas’ sat resting on the floor. He sat with his legs sprawled out extended in front of him and his and worn out package resting on the floor. “Oh my gosh Luc, what did you just do? What just happened… shit what were you thinking” 

Luc reached over his head locking the door to his room then he curled his knees to his chest and laid his head to rest on them. His hands started trembling and then it traveled up his arms until his whole torso began to shake with nervous jitters. “What… the… fuck…” Luc let out a huge breath of pent up anxiety then he concentrated on relaxing his body instead of thinking about the past hour he just had with Reed. 

After what felt like 10 minutes but probably amounted to 2 minutes of sulking in his confusion Luc finally gained control of his body and the color returned to his shocked body so he slowly rose to his feet. He walked over to his dresser, opened up underwear drawer and put on a pair of athletic shorts. It was about this time that Lucas finally realized just how much energy Reed had taken out of him, he was exhausted, or maybe he just wanted an excuse not to have to deal with reality, but Luc made his way over to his bed and fell chest first to its soft, welcoming linens. His final thought was a nonspecific “Fuck…” as he drifted off to sleep. 

Meanwhile down the hall Reed was putting away what he collected of Lucas and his own soiled clothes. The ceiling fan in his room quickly made him very aware of the drying cum stains on scattered across his pale body that crusted over as they dried in place. So Reed gathered his shower caddy and tossed his towel over his back and headed a cross the hall and into the communal showering room. As he walked through he saw someone’s bare feet of someone sitting on the toilet in one of the bathroom stalls. Reed allowed his imagination to get the better of him and wishfully thinking blurted out “Hix is that you?” 

He almost went on to but the man behind the stall chimed in “Let me crap in peace” Said the anonymous man in the stall. 

Reed immediately retreated back to his quiet self. Reed sniffled and swallowed his pride not sure what to do or say next. He was pretty sure it wasn’t Lucas in there so he decided to go about his shower as planned. It was about this same time that he realized that he was stark naked and he suddenly felt like all eyes were on him. He hurried into the shower turn on a couple of jets and let the soothing droplets of water wash over him.

For the next couple of weeks Ben’s and mine relationship was on cloud nine almost every night we slept in the same bed, which was a first for us. And every morning my heart raced with the anticipation and joy of his beautiful body lying next to me or some mornings I would find him with his arms still wrapped around me and I never felt more safe. 

What made matters even better was that now I had someone I could talk to about what was going on with me and Ben. Cameron was a great listener, and really was very interested in how things were shaping up with the two of us. I had to admit to him that I was really apprehensive about having sex with Ben since the STD scare. Cameron and I had many conversations, mostly with Cam trying to comfort my fears and convince me that I had nothing to worry about. 

The thing was although I was overly concerned with the STD thing. Constantly checking my body for any new signs, I guess paranoia would be the word. In my defense my paranoia was calming down in the past couple of days thanks to Cameron. But the all the fuss over the STD was just a way of keeping the topics of discussion off of Cam and I as far as Ben was concerned. 
Cameron and I did most of our conversations over instant messaging on the computer. One night he asked me whether Ben knew that he and I hooked up. I told him that I had mentioned it to him shortly after he told me about the STD. Though Cameron kept beating me for details I remained very short with him. I had to play it as cool as I could not to set off any alarms. I told him that Ben was pretty worked up about it at first but he had gotten over it, but I asked Cam not to rub it in, just in case Ben was still sore. 

But the real perk of being friends with Cameron was just how charming and how much of a flirt he was. He always had a compliment that he was more than willing to lay on me. I think every time we talked he would tell me about a dream he had about us or about how badly he wanted us to meet up again. I would always laugh it off because I was beginning to understand Cam’s mannerisms and just how much of a fast talker he could be. 

We even hung out together some nights Cam and I, even on occasion Cam Ben and I. The three of us liked to get together and watch Friday Night Lights on Wednesday nights we’d all get comfortable, have a few beers and enjoy an hour of tv with sporadic conversation. Needless to say I was on edge the entire time, laughing nervously and trying to check everyone’s statements to make sure they didn’t give away my lies. By the end of nights like those my fingernails were raw from me nervously chewing on them.

The weekend rolled around it was Friday night and Ben had left me, he went home to watch his younger brother’s football game. So Cam and I decided that we would have a carefree night of drinking with Cameron and some of his upperclassmen friends that I had heard so many stories about. Mostly stories about drunken and or sexual escapades of the guys acting particularly “fratty”. Some of the sexual stories involved Cameron and a drunken fraternity brother sometimes just girlfriends and one nighters. Either way I was excited because it was going to be one of the first time’s that Cam and I actually hung out and one of the first times the entire semester that I was planning on getting good and drunk.

I invited Hix because he was a real big partier and just incase I needed someone other than Cam to talk to during the night but mostly because I knew that he’d front most of the money for the booze. Lucas decided that he would invite his brother Lance and everyone was pretty excited about that since Lance was a nicer version of Luc and everyone was still trying to convince him to join the house. 
The night started off with Cam and I pre-gaming in my room pretty much just waiting for the slow trickle of friends to join us. I asked Cameron how many of the upperclassmen that he had invited he had messed around with. Talking to Cameron about stuff like that always got me excited in a good way. He was so out and confident and I really admired that about him, although it sort of made me a slut, it worked in his advantage I mean he even seemed to have something that even straight guys wanted a piece of. He laughed and blushed saying “I don’t like to brag…” ,In my head I was think he totally going to say all of them, he continued “…3 out of the 4.” 

A look of shock flashed across my face. “Really!?” I gushed “I guess the better question is who haven’t you been with that will be in the room?” 
We both had a good laugh “Yeah, I’m pretty sure it’s just the one, Tony, and the Hixson twins. But I’ve never been in a room alone with either of the twins, so that doesn’t count.” Again we both started to bust out laughing, and my hand fell on Cam’s thigh. I snatched it back up apologizing and nervously chugging the rest of my drink. Cameron gently rubbed his pant leg where my hand had landed. 

We heard Thud, thud, thud!! Then from the other side of the door a voice announced “Is this a party or what?” Two gorgeous blonde boys trounced into the center of the room. They looked like mirror images of each other. Lucas was the one with wind blown hair looked like a surfer or something. On the other hand Lance was dawned a more sensible crew cut. Aside from that it was almost impossible to tell them apart. 

“Where’s the music? Where’s the bitches” Said Luc who was carrying a backpack that was clattering with bottles of liquor. Luc bounded onto the couch in the space between Cam; reaching around both our shoulders and grabbing us by the torso he pulled us in “Are you boys ready to get fucked up” he was smiling ear to ear. 
“For real Ty we’re getting you wasted tonight.” Cam announced.
“Hi, I’m Lance…” Lance walked forward and playfully pushed Luc back against the couch then extended a hand to greet Cam, then me. 

Luc tossed his hair out of his face “No need to be an ass Lance, I was getting around to that part sit down. Luc drove his hip against Cam and pushed me on the side making one more space on the couch. “Cameron, Downing this is my brother Lance. Downing you’ve met Lance a couple of times though right?” I nodded my head. 

Lance landed in the seat next to me and the shifting weight made me lean against his side so much that I had to readjust my weight on the couch I put on hand down on what I thought was the couch but turned out to be Lances thigh. “Oh shit…” I stuttered “my bad man.” 
“No big.” Lance responded then turning to Luc “What do you say we get down to business, this alcohol isn’t going to drink themselves.” We all laughed. 
“I like were this kids head’s at” Cam called out. “You two better start catching up.”

As the night went on Cameron’s friends trickled in and out from other gathering in other rooms of the fraternity. Once everyone was assembled in the room Tony, Cam, Lance, Luc, Mike, Oliver and a couple of girls whose names I didn’t catch; we all sat around the coffee table in my room and played a drinking game called “kings”. There were a lot of rules involved and it just gets more fun and more out of hand it’s sort of a combination of memory, truth or dare, and Simon says for drunken people. 

By the third round of the game everyone had dropped there inhibitions and things were a whole lot more fun. There was laughter, conversation and people screaming out “DRINK!” every 3 to 5 seconds. One of the rules of the game when a certain card is drawn is called “Never have I ever” then the announcer has to say something they’ve never done and if the others have then they have to drink. Tony happened to pull the “Never have I ever card” and proceeds to say “Never have I ever hooked up with anyone in this room” there is a lot of giggling as everyone scans the room just to double check then drinks fly up; all the girls, the four boys cam had hooked up with including myself all drink. Which made me wonder who had done all the hooking up, who had the same partners and did or didn’t know it. 

Soon one of the guys, who showed up later in the night coming along with one of the girls in the room, and whose name I didn’t get draws a card and gets to make a request, the room was silent other than the roaring blaring of music in the background. The requests over the course of the night were getting kinkier as the players grew more intoxicated. This of course would follow the trend the dude announced “I request that all the girls in the room kiss.” The crowd or guys erupted into a mass congratulating roar. No one knew what to do with themselves or whether the girls would actually follow suite. I don’t think anyone expected them to. 

Before any of the girls budged one said “you know this is just going to come back to bite you in the ass” 

To which the guy who made the request responded by saying “Yeah, maybe, but it will worth it.” Then looking down at the table with the handful of cards left in play he continued saying “besides what are the odds that there is another “request” card in play. No one knew the odds. But the five or so girls in the room did! The girls turn came and went and no request cards were drawn. Then it was the last card and it was Cameron’s turn to draw. Cam turned the card on the table for all to see and almost instantly started laughing.