Author’s Note: This story is basically a gratuitous tale about guys having sexy time. Very risqué. For those who don’t like that sort of thing, please consider this fair warning.
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Part One: Thrown to the Wolves
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Christopher Mackenzie sat uncomfortably beside his mother as she chatted cheerfully with Miss Carlisle. Apparently they were old friends from the college where Miss Carlisle still worked.
Chris didn’t know why his mother insisted that he go to the same school she was attending at the time, but she was adamant about it. Actually, this is quite unusual. Overall, she’s not that strict or overbearing.
He more or less ignores the two older women. Their conversation doesn’t spark his interest. It’s all like, “Oh, Molly, I’m so glad your son is attending, he’s so handsome, blah, blah, blah,” and, “Thank you, Simone, I remember when we were students here, blah, blah, blah.” Wait.
OK, that’s a slight exaggeration, but still.
Chris doesn’t know anyone who goes to this stupid school. Definitely not his friends, anyway. His mom refuses to tell him why it’s important. She acts like it’s some big secret, but really, it’s probably just because she wants it to become a tradition. Such bullshit.
A knock on the door brought Chris back to a semi-conscious state. He briefly hoped that Miss Carlisle had another appointment to attend, but neither she nor his mother showed any sign of leaving their seats.
“Come in,” called Miss Carlyle.
The door opened and two girls about Chris’ age stepped out. He guessed they were a little older than him, and certainly attractive. He tries not to stare or do anything dirty. He’s stuck with his mother, so there’s a limit to how sophisticated he can be.
“Hey,” one of the girls said cheerfully. “Is that our boy?”
Chris was a little annoyed at being called “our boy”. After all, he had never seen these girls before.
Miss Carlyle nodded. “This is Christopher and his mother, Mrs. Mackenzie. He is, as you said, ‘your boy.’”
Chris struggled to keep his expression neutral while being introduced. He always wished he was anywhere but in the room, but somehow it made it worse when everyone was talking about him like he wasn’t there.
The girls are introduced as Natalie and Sasha. Chris still didn’t know why he wanted to meet them, and he didn’t really want to do it in the presence of his mom and his friends.
“Are you ready?” Natalie asked, nodding toward the door.
Chris answered slowly. He still didn’t know where he was going, let alone with these girls. “Hmmm… I guess? Where exactly?”
“Your home for the school year,” Sasha said helpfully, but in a tone that should have been obvious.
“Oh,” Chris said. “You show me around.” That made more sense to him and he calmed down a bit.
“Sure, things like that,” Sasha agreed.
“Come on,” Natalie urged. When Chris stood up, she grabbed his arm and pulled him hard, and he walked behind her, too slowly for her liking.
“Have fun, dear,” her mother called to her. “Try not to be nervous. Remember, I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”
Chris blushed. More embarrassment, though, is intolerable. “Thanks, Mom,” he said through gritted teeth.
He relaxed a little as he and the girls walked away from Miss Carlisle’s office. Natalie and Sasha stood on either side of him, looking very excited and happy, he didn’t even tease her mother. Maybe no one cared and he was the only one thinking about it.
“So,” Natalie said, “are we going straight to your room? Or do you want to take your stuff with you?”
“Uh… my stuff is in the car, but I don’t have the keys…” Chris said.
“right there!”
However, their roads are actually more winding than straight. Natalie and Sasha took turns pointing out various points of interest along the way…somewhere.
The girls were very cautious. Their lively behavior and general friendliness made it nearly impossible for them to feel nervous and guarded despite being in unfamiliar territory with people they did not know.
It didn’t hurt that her butt looked particularly nice in jeans, as Chris had noticed on more than one occasion when he had the chance to check out her buttocks. At one point, Sasha grabbed his arm and inadvertently pressed her boobs against him.
Chris decided he wouldn’t mind sharing a dorm room with the two of them, assuming that was really what was going on. He still didn’t know exactly what his living situation would be like.
After crossing the whole campus, Chris asked, “How far is it?”
“A little while later,” Natalie replied. “We’re right on the edge, all hiding in our little corners.”
“Like… getting away from everything?”
“I guess, once you get used to walking, it’s not that bad. We have our own little parking lot, so in that sense, it’s not that bad.”
“Sure. But I don’t have a car,” Chris said. “And I don’t see the point in driving to class. I’m mainly worried about the morning classes on the other side of campus.”
“They were bad,” Sasha admitted. “But it helps keep you in shape. Walking is good for you.”
“So that’s what I heard,” Chris complained, still not convinced.
It’s actually not that far. Chris recognized the building before it was officially pointed out due to it being in a somewhat remote location.
It looked nice from the outside. It was a three story house that looked a lot like the fancy frat houses he had imagined based on his knowledge of movies.
“That’s it,” Natalie announced, crossing her arms. “Fu Tower.”
“Excuse me, what?” Chris asked. “You mean ‘home of the future’?”
“Something like that,” Natalie said with a wry smile. “Out of curiosity, how much did your mother tell you?”
“About school? Or about this place in particular?”
“Any.”
Chris shrugged. “Nothing. It’s just that she went here, and for some reason it was really important that I go here too, but I don’t know why.”
Sasha pressed herself closer again, the softness of her breasts interrupting his thoughts. “We may have some answers for you soon,” she said in a low, conspiratorial voice. A soft, girlish laugh ruined the air of wisdom she was trying to convey.
“But I suppose there hasn’t been any answers yet?” Chris said tiredly.
“My God, my God,” Natalie said. “One feels cheated, doesn’t one?” He took her other hand, but not as intimately as his friend. “Then give us a chance. After all, we’ve only just met.”
Chris nodded. “Yeah, that’s fair. I’m not trying to be pessimistic.”
“Of course you don’t,” Sasha said with the same lively enthusiasm she and Natalie had maintained since they first met. “You just feel lost and confused. It’s completely understandable. We see a lot of that here.”
“We’ll help you figure it out,” Natalie said. “Never be afraid.”
In contrast to her words, Natalie’s eyes and the tone of her previous statement troubled Chris in a whole new way. She seemed almost… predatory, even for a second. Like she wanted something from him, even if he didn’t know what it was.
Chris allowed himself to be guided the rest of the way to the “Future House”, still confused as to why it was called that. It doesn’t look particularly futuristic.
The inside is just as nice as the outside. As far as Chris could tell about these things, the building seemed well maintained and well taken care of. There was no one around when they entered, except for a girl on the second floor who waved to them from the side area of the main room and then disappeared.
“Most of us will be moving in over the next few days,” Natalie said. “Some of the girls are already here. Like Tiffany,” she said, pointing to where the unseen girl was standing.
“There’s no point in trying to get them together for presentations now,” Sasha said. “There will be plenty of time in the future. Let’s find our room, okay?”
“Uh… sure,” Chris said. “But you mean the girls? It seems like there are other guys living here, right?”
Natalie sighed. “Uh, no. Not this year. Usually it’s just the two of us there. But, you’re alone.”
Once again, Chris felt like he was forgetting something. Both Natalie and Sasha knew something he didn’t. Something important.
“Does this mean that you purposely have far fewer boys than girls?”
“Of course,” Sasha said with a sly smile. “Does that make you nervous?”
“Well… yes, kind of like that. Especially considering there’s still a huge conspiracy going on that I’m not a part of.”
“Don’t exaggerate,” Natalie scolded. “It’s no big deal. Just a regular old kid’s plot.” She shook her head, letting her long hair fall carelessly over her shoulders. “Besides, if you want to know the secret, Sasha and I would be happy to show it to you right now.”
“Oh, can we?” Sasha asked with anxious excitement. Her eyes sparkled like stars.
Chris hesitated, but he desperately needed to know what was being hidden from him. Plus, he was pretty sure that whatever it was, it wouldn’t be as bad as he thought.
“Okay,” he said. “What’s the big secret?”
“Not here,” Natalie said.
Chris clenched his fists in annoyance. “But you just said-“
“Shh, now,” Natalie said with a patient smile. “I just want us to go to your room first. It’s not a place for anyone to barge in. Some privacy is a must.”
Chris nodded slowly. “Beautiful.”
In fact, his room was much nicer than he had imagined. There was only one bed in the room, which showed he wasn’t forced to share it, and it was almost luxurious and spacious compared to what he thought college life was like. In fact, it was bigger than any room in his house.
“Okay, this is nice,” he admitted reluctantly. He lay down on the bed to test it. It must be a large size, it feels very comfortable. “Is this really my room? The bed and stuff?”
“Of course,” said Sasha. “After all, you need a place for visitors.”
Chris blushed. “What?”
“He’s not wrong,” Natalie gracefully settled into the seat next to him, one leg tucked neatly underneath her. “Though that’s probably not how I would introduce the subject.”
After closing the door, Sasha once again stood next to Chris, facing away from her partner. As they drew closer, she felt him getting warmer and warmer, and… signs? But what exactly were they trying to say?
“I don’t get it,” Chris mumbled.
“I trust you have made a good guess by now,” Natalie said softly. “I don’t expect it to have all the details, but whatever it is, it is within the realm of what you can imagine.”
What Chris had imagined, which he felt as a sign, was that some of the girls were planning to sleep with him at some point. From Natalie’s tone, she knew exactly what he was imagining.
“That doesn’t make any sense,” he protested.
“It will be soon,” Natalie assured her. “At least I hope so.”
Sasha, on the other hand, was getting restless. “We’re a little different here,” she said softly. “We’re very sexy. Sexier than a lot of people.”
Chris was pretty sure he would bleed out if the blood kept flowing down his face like that. He studied the far wall intently, as if the girls would forget he was sitting among them.
“You are?” she said in a raspy voice.
“We are,” Natalie confirmed. “Since you’re not laughing like a fool, I assume you think there’s something very wrong with this arrangement.”
“Do you have it?”
“Yes.”
“Will someone please tell me what that is?”
“Not now. I’m worried you’ll run away. You’re nervous,” Natalie placed her hand on Chris’s thigh. “Relax,” she breathed, her voice barely audible in his ears.
Chris swallowed hard. A part of him wanted to do as she said and get out of the house. However, despite his nervousness and panic, he was trapped between two beautiful girls who were gently caressing him. It’s a hard position to let yourself go to.
“We can have fun,” Sasha assured her. “Lots.”
“I don’t really question that,” Chris said.
“Good,” Sasha said, smiling. “So you want to play with us?”
Chris glanced back and forth between the two girls. Natalie still looked at him with a clearly calm, appreciative gaze. Sasha seemed less hesitant and more eager to do… whatever she wanted to do.
“You promise this isn’t some horrible trick?” she asked in her final symbolic defense.
“Chris,” Natalie said seriously, “your mother sent you here, remember? How big a trick could this be?”
The reminder gave Chris a new, weird, conflicting feeling. His mom isn’t going to send him somewhere where some mean girls will strip him naked and take embarrassing pictures to laugh at for an entire year or something. But on the other hand, was she really sending him out with these girls in the hopes that they’d jump into bed with him the first chance they got? That doesn’t seem right either.
The girls didn’t wait for Chris to check on his condition. Sasha rubbed her hand along his cock, then made him gasp as her palm pressed right onto his hard penis. Meanwhile, Natalie patted his shoulders and neck and pulled his hands up to her chest. Her breasts are so soft and squeezeable.
That’s it. Chris knew he couldn’t turn down this opportunity. Even if there were still things he didn’t know and things he didn’t understand, he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself if he passed because he was nervous.
Sasha was becoming more playful with Chris’s growing hardness, cupping and fondling the bulge in the front of his jeans. He didn’t stop her when she slid off the bed and knelt between his legs.
As Sasha unbuckled Chris’ belt, Chris’ hands instinctively moved to protect himself. He suddenly felt insecure and unsure of himself, but he stopped reacting before things went too far. He had to relax and let go of his control. The girls probably knew what they were doing, and if he admitted that he wanted what they had to give, it would probably be better for him to let them do their thing.
Natalie tilted her head further towards him and pressed her lips against his. He wasn’t expecting a real kiss, not from a girl he’d just met, but this wasn’t the most surprising thing that had happened in the last few minutes. Besides, it was nice. Not as urgent as groping Sasha’s trapped cock, but still very pleasurable.
“Stupid pants,” Sasha complained to the floor. She was so excited that her finger dexterity suffered. Eventually she managed to get Chris’ jeans up to his thighs, but when she tried to pull them up his legs, his sneakers stopped her.
Natalie couldn’t help but laugh as she watched Sasha struggle, but she eventually helped her friend.
Chris gets even more nervous when the two girls start stripping him naked. He no longer lets Natalie’s soft lips distract him, all his attention is on the two hands holding his cock.
With Natalie’s help, Sasha soon had her shorts and shirt off. Chris thought there should have been a pause. He felt like they should slow down a little, maybe talk a little more, or… something.
They didn’t stop. In fact, Sasha suddenly pushed him in the chest, causing him to fall onto the bed. In a lying position, his weight was less and less weight on his boxers and the girls took off his boxers without giving him any chance to think or protest. When he woke up a few seconds later, both of them had their full attention on his completely hard cock.
“Not bad,” Sasha said appraisingly. “Not that big.”
Chris’ face grew redder than before. “Oh, thank you.”
“What? That’s good,” Sasha said. “That means I can suck it easily.”
With that, Sasha picked up a pillow from Chris’ new bed, placed it under her knees, and pressed her face against his cock. Any further embarrassment or annoyance he might have wanted to express was completely thwarted by the feeling of a warm, wet mouth on his cock.
“She can be a little tactless sometimes,” Natalie commented as she settled back into her seat next to Chris. “But she means well. If it helps you, Sasha has never been very good at sucking big cocks. I think there’s something wrong with her sense of scale, too.”
Sasha extended her middle finger toward Natalie and didn’t stop her assault on Chris’ cock.
Chris asked, “The guys you usually have here are older, right?”
“Not particularly, no,” Natalie said, an amused gleam in her eye. “It’s not as important as you think.”
Chris didn’t want to ask any more questions. He was more interested in the oral sex he was getting. It feels good. Really, really good. Sasha is enthusiastic and clearly has some experience, even though Natalie mocks her for disrespecting her talents.
Natalie continued to press and kiss Chris. She moved her lips over his neck, his cheeks, and sometimes his mouth. She also put his hands back on her breasts and encouraged him to touch them more.
Once Chris settled in, the whole experience was much more pleasant and relaxing than he had initially expected.
He found he could reach Sasha’s shaking head and put his hand under her shirt. However, when he grabbed her nipples, she turned away. He was about to apologize for doing something wrong, but she took off her top, there was no bra underneath, and started sucking again.
These two are very crazy.
Suddenly, Chris took turns caressing either Natalie or Sasha. He was attracted to Sasha only because she was now topless, which made her more accessible.
“Having fun?” Natalie asked.
Chris was too astonished and fascinated to comment on this unnecessary question. Instead, he just nodded. “Me yes.”
“Okay. Then I’ll see if you like it or not.”
Chris frowned as Natalie got up from the bed. She took a step back and unbuttoned her jeans, flexing her hips slightly to pull them down to her thighs.
She wasn’t sure what she was getting into. She couldn’t be chasing sex, could she? Not so soon. And yet…she probably is. Maybe so she can finger it or something. Or maybe she wants him to eat it out. That seems more reasonable.
In some ways, it doesn’t matter. Chris was pretty sure he would do what she wanted. So far, he’s doing really well.
Chris got a good view of Natalie’s butt, her panties coming off as she bent down to take off her pants. His eyes fell on her feet, then her long, smooth legs. As she straightened up, his eyes traveled down her calves, across her thighs, to her panties and bulge…
Waiting for what?
Yes. He read that right. No matter how many times you blink, your field of vision doesn’t change. He has a real tent in his underwear.
“You didn’t expect this, did you?” Natalie said softly. Her voice had a teasing tone that matched her words, but there was also a hint of uncertainty. She slid her panties down and kicked them off. “Let’s see if you get nervous here.”
