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Finally, it was the day of the test. When I woke up, I had a message from Hunter wanting to have one final load of cum before the test.
Unfortunately, I had slept in after my night with Callum and Demarcus, and there was only half an hour before the test. Though I briefly considered it, I doubted there would have been enough time for me to cum and just being close to that walking wet dream would mean me walking around with blue balls, and that definitely wasn't my idea of fun.
Messaging them all, good luck, I headed to my seminar. It wasn't due to finish until after the footballers were done and so I would have no idea how well they had all done.
After I got out, I sent a message to each of them, trying to find out if they had passed. I got no reply until late in the evening when I got a phone call from a drunk sounding Hunter.
Struggling to hear him over the noise in the background, it took loud shouting and several attempts for me to understand that all three of them had passed. The entire football team were now celebrating at the university nightclub, and Hunter wanted me to join them.
Loud music, expensive drinks and then having to deal with the 'cool kids' mocking me meant that I had only been to the nightclub once when I had first started college. It was as dire as I thought and I left after I had finished my $10 coke.
This time, I was hoping it would be different. I was actually invited for one thing and just seeing four men that I had fucked was never going to get old. Putting on dark clothing so that I didn't stand out, I walked over to the club.
Getting inside, I made my way down the sticky stairs and found myself on the main dancefloor. In the corner sat most of the football team with their girlfriends and cheerleaders. In the middle of the group were the unmistakable giant figures of Rocky and Hunter talking to each other. Trying to avoid bumping into anyone, I made my way across to them.
I noticed that the two of them were wearing identical outfits. Buttoned-down shirts with chinos that hugged their bulging legs and the popular, no sock and boater shoe combination.
"Hey, nerd!" Rocky boomed and grabbed me in a headlock to ruffle my hair.
Laughing as he pushed me away, Hunter came up and bear-hugged me. Behind him, Rocky was barely disguising his lust as he eyed up his teammates' ass.
"Hunter wanted to celebrate passing his test and buy you a drink, so you sit here and look after our jackets while we go get you one," ordered Rocky.
He shoved me into a large circular booth where a table, much like in a diner, took up much of the room. Edging around the table, I sat on the cushioned bench where I was surrounded by jackets, coats, and hoodies.
Ignored by everyone else, I waited for the two muscular men to come back. They took so long that by the time they returned, more clothing had been dumped on me so that I was barely visible. Obviously, people thought I was some sort of cloakroom attendant.
"Fucking hell nerd! You collecting coats or something?!" laughed Rocky as he dumped a glass full of liquid in front of me.
Eyeing it up, I initially thought it was just a coke, but there were no bubbles. Pulling it towards my nose, I sniffed at it and instantly gagged. It definitely wasn't coke.
"It's a man maker!" said Hunter happily.
Both he and Rocky had the same drink in their hands.
"It's every spirit they have, mixed with coke. If you down it and don't hurl, then you're a man!" Rocky grinned.
The two huge men looked at each other, then clinked glasses before downing their drinks in one. Deciding to risk it, I took a hesitant sip and immediately choked, making both guys laugh at me.
Leaning towards me, Hunter grabbed the glass and winked. Splitting half of it with Rocky, they saluted each other before finishing the drinks off. I sat there amazed that these two behemoths could drink something so vile without a second thought.
After that, the two players began to talk to each other about the game they had tomorrow. They were both so caught up in tactics that I wondered if they actually wanted me there anymore.
As nice as it was to see them both happy, I was starting to get ringing in my ears from the loud dance music. Deciding there were far better things I could be doing with my time, I moved the clothes around me and went to stand.
I was about to edge around the table when I heard Rocky say loudly, "it's on the floor."
Without replying, Hunter quickly scanned the area before dropping to all fours. The next thing I know, I had his hands on my pants, pulling them down and freeing my prick.
