Everyone in this story is 18 years old or older.
Miss Smith looked directly at Jim and repeated her command, "Get out there and clean up that disgusting mess your friend just made! Don't make me repeat myself again!"
Mrs Stevenson threw Jim a tea towel and ushered him back out of the kitchen and into the living room.
Jim, still completely naked, but with a slowly deflating penis, returned to wipe up his roommates' split boy juice. Not thinking correctly due to the events of the day he got down on his hands and knees. He began collecting David's spunk. His ass now facing the women giving them a clear and up close view of his rosebud ass hole and big balls hanging between his legs.
By the time Jim had cleaned up all the spillage the tea towel was a gooey mess. Back in the kitchen Jim asked Mrs Stevenson what he should do with the towel.
Mrs Stevenson replied, "It's ruined, just dump it in the trash.
After most of the women had left David's mother came into the kitchen and questioned him about his behavior.
Davis started to tell his mother the truth but caught a glimpse of Miss Smith holding her iPad open tapping on it. Instead he quickly made up a lame story about how this had been a fraternity initiation requirement that had gone extremely bad.
Somehow his mother bought the story telling him that if that was a requirement to join that fraternity she would advise him against joining that particular one. She also added that after this term of school was over the entire family, his father, sisters and grandmother, would discuss this event in detail.
At that moment David was unable to feel any additional humiliation, and just wanted to never see anyone again.
When it was just David, Jim, Mrs Stevenson and Miss Smith left Miss Smith instructed the boys to go back to their dorm and rest. Saying it had been an exhausting afternoon for them.
The two boys dressed and walked toward the door to leave.
Miss Smith cleared her throat saying, "Well you two sure made a mess of things today!"
Both boys looked up at her with unbelievable surprise. "We messed things up?" Jimasked.
"Yes indeed, this was never meant to be a spectacle where a young man erupts his sperm in front of Mrs Stevenson's guests," she replied. "That's what I call messing up. Nevertheless I'm going to give you two one more chance to save yourselves from your misbehavior.
"What are you talking about?" Jim asked.
"I'm tempted to just throw you two to the wolves and see what happens. You Jim, one word from me and you're out of here. And dear sweet David, if your mother thought your performance here a bit ago was disgusting wait till she sees your other naked adventures."
"NO, NO, don't do that. Please give us another opportunity to satisfy you." David begged.
She seemed to be considering something and finally said, "Ok but you are going to need to get your two other roommates involved."
"Oh that's not going to be possible, there's no way they would do anything like Jim and I have had to do." David replied.
"I think they'll be more cooperative than you think. Please advise them that they were instigators in the original shenanigans. Inform them that I will tell the local police of their drunken activities leaving you indecent and exposed. I will have them expelled if they decide not to cooperate." Miss Smith said it very matter of factly.
"Go home now think about your choices and I'll be in touch with you in a few days," she said.
It had been two days before David heard from Miss Smith. She wanted to know their decision. David assured her the complete cooperation from all four boys.
She gave David instructions to be at the address she gave him that evening at 8:00 pm.
The four young college boys arrived at the community theater exactly at 8:00 pm. They were met by David's communications Professor Jane Williams.
"Welcome gentlemen, I'm so glad you could help us out," she said.
The boys looked at each other wondering how they were to help.
Professor Williams explained that it was for the ladies auxiliary's community amateur talent competition. This event was held each year to raise money for the women's club. The better the acts the more money they raised. The club intended to advertise there would be four young, handsome college boys in scantily attired costumes for the women's entertainment.
Paul spoke up asking, "Scantily attired costumes? What does that mean?"
Professor Williams laughed saying, "This is for a women's community auxiliary. How scantily dressed could that be."
David and Jim just exchanged glances without saying a word. Neither boy had told either Paul or Bret about the episodes they had been through fearing they would back out at the last minute.
"Now boys your talent will be the four of you dancing," Professor Williams said.
"That's a laugh," Paul said. "None of us can even keep a beat, just ask any girls we've ever danced with."
"Nonsense, the steps or better yet routine is simple. The only difficult part is coordinating your movements," Professor Wilson insisted. "And we're going to practice, practice, practice."
"When is this 'talent' show anyway?" Paul asked.
Professor Wilson answered, "This coming Saturday night."