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Authors: Natasha Palmer

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Chapter 6

I placed my cell phone on speakerphone. I pressed dial and waited for her to pick up. I paced back and forth nervously.

“So nice of you to call me in the middle of the day. You haven’t done that in a while,” she said sweetly with a hint of annoyance thrown in.

“Hello”

“How are you? I miss talking to you.”

“I’m good. Can I talk to you about something?” I asked.

“I’m glad. Sure. By the way I got an A on my sociology midterm. I studied so hard for that damn class. Memorizing compounds and everything. Are you proud of me?”

“Sure,” I said annoyed.

“That doesn’t sound like you are. I’m sorry I’m not a fancy engineering major like you. Sociology has its importance in society too.”

“I know it does.”

“Good. I hate having to reiterate that.” I bit my fist.
So fucking annoying.
“I got hit on some guys who were returning from their mission. They said I was beautiful and that they were looking for a wife. Some of them were cute, but I just want you. I can’t wait till we get married and we can have sex like you want and have a bunch of kids. I want 7. I’ve told you that right? Yeah I have. Multiple times. Sorry about that,” she said giggling.

“I’m done,” I said.

“Done? Done with a paper? That’s good. I have to start writing one of mine.”

“No I’m done with us. I’m done with you. I’m done with the relationship. I can’t handle it anymore. I can’t do it,” I said.

“You’re breaking up with me?” she whispered in the phone. I was glad I was finally able to shut her up.

“It doesn’t make sense for us to stick together. All we do is fight.”

“It’s the frat. Isn’t it? I told you not to join that frat. Are they telling you to break up with me so you can bang some sluts?”

“You’re not listening to me.”

“I’m listening loud and clear. Did you cheat on me? Did you have sex with some slut because I wasn’t willing to until we were married?”

“No. I’m just unhappy with the relationship,” I said.

“Unhappy. Stop thinking about sex all the time.”

“It’s not that. You don’t even listen to me. Like when I had to go to the hospital for the fraternity thing.”

“Don’t get me started on that. First you engage in some sick perverted act and expect me to have empathy for you. I told you not to join the fraternity. Then you decide to go back. Why? You know how much that pissed me off. I should be the one breaking up with you.”

“You didn’t even listen to why I wanted to return. You didn’t even let me express my feelings after the event. You just kept telling me that I needed to sue them and that I was stupid for wanting to return,” I said.

“Well you do need to sue them and you were stupid for returning to them.”

“It’s through. I’m done. Goodbye.”

“Four years and you’re throwing it all away!”

“Bye. I wish you luck and I do care about you but I can’t do this anymore,” I said and then I hung up. I couldn’t do it anymore. I didn’t want to fight with her anymore. I didn’t want to deal with her belittling me anymore. I didn’t want to be with someone who didn’t listen me.

She called me ten times in the forty minutes after I hung up, but I just ignored her and deleted the ten voicemails. I didn’t care anymore.

I lay down in my bed to take a nap. It was five weeks after the lashing and there was a special event for us pledges. We all figured it was big bro night. I fell asleep wondering who my big bro would be.

Chapter 7

I sat in a car with a pillowcase on my head surrounded by a few of pledge bros. An ominous song played on loop. We didn’t know where we were going. The car eventually stopped and we were guided into a house and some of us were sent into a bathroom. Three of my pledge bros stood with me in the shower. They periodically forced us to drink alcohol. They would take a pledge out of the room for a bit and then bring him back and take another and so forth. This occurred for probably two to three hours. I felt myself get progressively drunker as the night went on. I wasn’t ever pulled out of the shower because what they were doing was considered hazing, so I didn’t have to do it.

One by one my pledge bros disappeared. Eventually they helped me out of the house and back into a car that played the same ominous song over and over again. I still had a pillowcase on my head. I was pretty drunk. I just wanted to know who my big brother was.

The car stopped and the driver got out. He opened the door and helped me out. He ushered me into a house and had me sit down on a couch. He then walked back towards where the door was. I heard it shut. I was left alone in a random house with a pillowcase still on my head. I sat for five minutes and then started debating whether to just take it off.

I didn’t have to. The light turned on and I heard someone walk over. I felt their presence in front of me. The pillowcase slowly started to be raised. The exit of the pillowcase passed my chin, then my nose and then my eyes. It took a second for them to adjust. When they did, shock swept through me.

“No. No! No!” I said standing up. I almost fell back over because I was drunk but I stayed up on my feet.

“Bradley. Please just listen.”

“How are you my big brother? I haven’t talked to you in weeks. You can’t be. This is some sick joke right,” I said. Rage started to brew inside of me.

“It’s not. I’m your big brother.”

“No. I won’t accept it. I hate you,” I said. I walked past him towards the door.

“Bradley. Wait.” He grabbed my arm.

I turned around and faced him. “Why should I wait?” I pushed him. “You lied to me. You fucking lied to me.” I pushed him again forcing him backwards. “I went through the worst pain I’ve ever been through. I bled. I have scars on my ass now.” I shoved him backwards and he slammed against the wall. “You’re a fucking liar.” I punched him in the stomach.

“I know. I’m so sorry that happened. It wasn’t supposed to happen like that.”

“No it wasn’t. I trusted you. I believed you when you said it’d be an interesting new experience and that I should stay open minded,” I said crying. Tears flowed down my eyes.

“I hurt you. I’m so sorry. I have felt so bad these past few weeks. I’ve tried talking to you.”

“You did hurt me.” I shoved him against the wall again. “I trusted you. I felt so connected with you.”

“I felt connected with you too.”

I punched his chest. “I liked you.” I punched it again. “I enjoyed cuddling with you.” I moved from crying to sobbing. I punched him again. “I wanted you to hold me in yours arms again. I didn’t care if it was gay or not.” I slammed my fist into his chest again. “I hated you for making me feel this way since you’re not gay and have a girlfriend. I’m not gay, but I want you to hold me. I want you to kiss me. I’m sure you think I’m a freak, but I don’t care.” I collapsed into his chest. I was too tired and too drunk to fight anymore.

He wrapped his arms tightly around me and held me closely. I cried into his shirt. I felt him release his hug. His hand ran through my hair. I felt his hand rub my cheek. It slid to my chin and he tilted my head up to look into his eyes. His other hand came up and wiped the tears out of my eyes.

He looked me in the eyes with his deep gaze that made my heart flutter. “I’ve missed you too. I’ve thought about that night we had every day. I loved holding you in my arms and talking with you. I have fallen asleep so many nights picturing myself holding you,” he said.

“Really?”

“Yes.” He placed his hand on my cheek and lowered his face. I closed my eyes and felt his soft lips connect with mine. I kissed him gently and felt his lips dance with mine. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue enter my mouth. It clashed with my tongue creating electricity in the air. My penis gained full strength almost instantly. I pushed him against the wall and felt his large cock against my leg. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and tasted his saliva. I withdrew my tongue and then nibbled on his teeth. I felt him take a deep breath as he enjoyed the pleasure I gave him from my nibble.

He pushed himself off the wall. He stopped kissing me and grabbed my hand and dragged me into the bedroom. He pushed me onto his bed and jumped on top of me. He kissed me passionately and hard. His hard cock rubbed against my leg causing me to feel immense joy. He stopped kissing me and quickly pulled off my shirt. He then ripped his off and then started pressing his lips against mine in a furry of pleasure.

Our naked chests pressed together. I grabbed his body and pulled it as close as I could to mine. I felt his nipples rub against my skin and my own nipples. Our abs rubbed against each other creating fireworks in the air. He reached his hand down and placed his hand on my cock. I was wearing pants and desperately wanted his hand to actually make contact with my penis.

He stopped kissing me and looked me in the eyes. “I guess your hands don’t lie. Quite big,” he said smiling. I smiled back at him. He kissed me gently and then he moved his lips down and kissed my pectorals. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his luscious lips against my skin. I moaned softly as he bit my skin softly. He moved down to my nipple and sucked on it and then nibbled on it.

“Oh my god,” I said softly. He stuck a hand up and ran it through my hair. His fingers running through my hair made my brain scream in ecstasy. He lowered himself even more and then kissed my abs. He then brought himself back up and kissed me gently. His tongue glided into my mouth and grazed my mine. I felt like I was in heaven. I had never felt such attraction and intense passion with someone. Elizabeth could not compare.

I flipped him over and took control. I got on top of him and kissed him aggressively. I stuck my tongue inside his moist mouth and held his tongue captive as I berated it with passion. I stopped kissing and moved to his ear and nibbled on the bottom of it softly. He moaned in delight.

I moved to his neck and kissed him softly and then bit him like a vampire, except it was soft. A love bite. I kissed his chest and slowly moved my way down the middle of it. I made sure as I slid down that my groan slid down his leg so that he could feel my rock hard cock along his leg. I felt his cock move against my abs and then my chest as I kissed him lower and lower. I wanted it so bad. I wanted to feel what it was like to have a penis in my mouth.

I reached the bottom of his abs, near his pants. I reached my hands up to undo his zipper. He grabbed my hand and prevented me from unzipping his pants.

“No,” he said.

I looked up at him confused. “No?”

“Not tonight. You’re drunk.”

“But I want it.”

“I know you do, but I can’t let it go that far. I’d hate for you to do stuff besides kissing and then regret it in the morning.”

“I won’t.”

“You don’t know that. You’re not thinking clearly.”

“Please?”

“No. Now come back up here and kiss me.” I obliged and moved back up to kiss him. I was slightly annoyed because I wanted him inside my mouth. I wanted to make him moan in ecstasy and shout to the heavens as I got him off.

We kissed for twenty more minutes and then relaxed in his bed. I lay on top of him with my shirt off. My head rested on his chest as his arms wrapped around me. I felt his erection against my abs and I yearned for it, but I wouldn’t push it. My cock pressed against his leg, which I’m sure he enjoyed. My dream had become fulfilled.

We just lay there not talking. We just held each other. It was heaven. I felt safe. I felt loved. I felt wanted. I didn’t want the night to end. I wanted him to hold me forever. To protect me. I felt complete bliss in that moment. We fell asleep holding each other tightly.

Chapter 8

I woke up with a slight headache. Too much alcohol will do that to you. Thankfully, I didn’t fall asleep. My head rested on Travis’s chest. I felt his fingers running through my hair.

I pushed myself up off of him. “Hey handsome,” he said smiling.

“Last night was a mistake. It shouldn’t have happened,” I said. His face dropped. I rolled off of him and moved myself to the edge of the bed and sat up. I grabbed my balls in pain. Blue balls equals shitty always.

“What do you mean?”

“I was drunk and I didn’t know what I was doing. We didn’t have sex did we?”

“No. Don’t you remember?”

“I remember making out and then falling asleep cuddling, but maybe I blacked out and you took advantage of me.”

“How dare you? I would never do such a thing. I’m the one who stopped you from going further,” he said. I could tell that he was hurt.

“Thank you for that. Please never tell anyone of this night.”

“I wasn’t planning on it,” he said. He moved to the edge of the bed and sat next to me. “I shouldn’t have made out with you. I got caught up in the moment. Making out with a first timer when he is drunk is not a good idea.”

“Yeah,” I said staring at the ground.

“Feeling ashamed?” he asked. He placed his arm around me.

“Don’t touch me,” I said. He retracted his arm. “Yes I am ashamed. This shouldn’t have happened.”

“Why? It was beautiful and a lot of fun.”

“It shouldn’t have. What’s your girlfriend going to think when you tell her that you made out with a guy or are you going to lie?” I asked. Passive aggression zipped out of my mouth towards him.

“What is yours going to say?”

“I broke up with her. Nothing. You’re a cheater. That’s not cool.”

“My relationship with my girlfriend is a front so no, I didn’t cheat.”

“A front?”

“She’s a lesbian and I’m gay, so we pretend to date so people think we are straight. It’s easier to be in the Greek system this way and plus both of our parents aren’t too fond of gays,” he said sadly.

“Oh so you’re gay.”

“Yeah is that a problem?” he asked defensively.

“No, but I guess it makes sense. You seduced me. Now I understand. You made me hug you.”

“That’s bullshit man,” he said standing up. “I wasn’t expecting anything. You were being intimate with me and shared that you wanted to hug me. I merely helped you not be ashamed of a desire you had. You told me last night that you missed me and wanted me. That you’ve been thinking about me holding you. Was that a lie?” His gaze burned into me. I said nothing. “I didn’t think so. It’s not my fault you aren’t more comfortable with your sexuality.”

“Can you just take me home?” I asked not looking at him.

“Can’t even look at me.” I didn’t respond. “Yeah. I’ll take you. Let me just take a shower.”

He went into the bathroom, leaving me alone on the bed.
Fuck. Why did I do that last night? I was drunk. It was because I was drunk. You did want it though Bradley. You have thought about him every day. Why do you think you wanted to hug him so intensely that night? Why do you think you had the urge to cuddle with him? I can’t be gay. Why judge it? Why not just embrace the moment and accept your feelings rather than hide them and be ashamed about them like Travis said? You’re not dating Elizabeth anymore. You don’t have to be guilty for having a strong sexual attraction to someone. You did enjoy it last night. You liked it a lot. Don’t deny it. Fine I won’t. I did enjoy it. Go tell him you’re sorry.

I stood up and took off my pants and my underwear. I walked naked into the steamy bathroom. I pulled open the shower door and looked at Travis’s gorgeous body. I looked at his face and saw that he hadn’t put his head in the water yet. He had tears streaming down his. He had just been standing there crying. My heart was ripped out of my chest and shredded to pieces. I felt terrible for making this man that I liked cry.

I walked over to him. The warm water splattered continuously against my body. I lifted my hand to his face. It was my turn now to wipe away the tears from his eyes. I wiped them away. “I’m so sorry,” I said.

“It’s okay,” he said smiling. “You’re here now and that’s what matters.”

I pulled him close. Our wet muscular bodies pressed up against each other as I kissed his luscious lips softly. Our penises arose to great heights together. They touched each other and we pressed together tighter so that they bounced off of each other’s abs. I stopped kissing him and got on my knees.

I grabbed his large cock and put my mouth around the tip. It was as if the heavens opened up. I felt such bliss at that moment. It was what I was supposed to be doing. I was going to please the man who had made me more comfortable with myself. I put half of it in and sucked it to the tip.

“No teeth,” he said chuckling.

I gave him a thumbs up. I sucked tightly on the tip and licked the bottom of his circumcised cock. I knew that was the sensitive spot on my dick, so I figured it’d have to be the same for him. “Oh my god,” he said. I continued to suck and move up and down. “Oh my god,” he said louder. His body started to shake as I sucked and warm goo exploded into my mouth. My gag reflex was triggered. I let go of his cock and I coughed and spit up the salty goodness out of my mouth.

“I’m sorry,” I said finally controlling my coughing.

“It’s okay. I should have warned you since it was your first time and I usually last longer but I was so fucking excited and I had that excess loaded up from the night before,” he said laughing.

“I’m glad you’re excited. That makes me so hot,” I said. I grabbed his cock with my mouth again and sucked out the warm goodness that resided in his dick still. His body trembled in elation as I pulled it out from him. I released his cock and stood back up. “That was yummy.”

“I’m glad you liked it. My turn.” He got down on his knees. He did something magical with his tongue and I was so excited that I ejaculated instantly. “Holy fuck,” I said as I came. I felt like I’d just floated because so much joy filled my body. I shook as he sucked the cum out of my cock. He then swallowed it all.

He stood back up and kissed me passionately for a few seconds. “I guess we better clean ourselves so I can get you back to your dorm.”

I smiled. “I don’t have anything important going on today. If you’re free I’d love to be able to just spend the day with you here, hanging out and enjoying each other’s company.”

“I am definitely down for that.”

 

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