Hello again! This is the ninth part of the Boundaries Experiment Series. Please read Parts 1,2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 and 8 to catch up. The following story themes of m/m eroticism, cmnm, enm, nonconsensual public sex and reluctance. If you do not care for any of this, the story may not be for you. All characters, locations and scenarios are entirely fictional, and all characters are over 18. This chapter focuses primarily on CMNM and first time m/m experiences. Thank you for reading and stay tuned for more fun across the sexual spectrum!
A solid slap to the ass shakes Jayden from his moment of dread. But the phrase out of the frying pan and into the fire immediately comes to mind.
"Jaybird, Jaybird, Jaybird. The luckiest fucking cheater." An arm slings around his shoulders, the unmistakable feeling and smell of a letterman's jacket coming with it. But in the dark and the chaos of the moment, with other bodies and laughing faces moving in around them, he can't quite make out who has him in his grasp. "Fuck up your life, the frosh football season, and get blown by an upper classmen goddess?"
His captor draws back to point at one of the other young men, and Jayden's gut twists all the more when he spots that head of effortlessly perfectly styled blond hair and that joker's grin, paired with the coldest blue eyes he's ever seen. "Brother Dalton," the blond says, pointing to a young guy with a shaved head and a wicked grin of his own, "does that sound like justice to you? Do you think what Sister Stacy of Tau Eta Chi did was in the spirit of this student's punishment?"
"No I don't, Brother Saunders," he says, and reaches out to pinch one of Jayden's already raw pink nipples. "I think he's getting off too easy."
"I couldn't agree more." Shane Saunders is Owen's big brother, both by blood and within the Alpha Beta Alpha fraternity--if Owen can survive their notoriously demanding rush. But where Owen has a gentleness to his movements and a kindness in his eyes, his brother--a ranking officer of his fraternity and the star varsity swimmer--is all mischief and sex. Unapologetically and openly bisexual, he doesn't shy away from 'testing' new pledges for 'homophobia'. And he also makes it known loud and clear that his sexuality in no way diminishes the power of his toxic masculinity.
He turns his cheshire smile on Jayden again and wags his golden eyebrows. "So, Jaybird, I think we need to rebalance the scales and remind everyone that this is a punishment." He grabs Jayden's face, so fast Jayden nearly throws a punch. But he doesn't hurt him, just holds him by his cheeks as he stares into his eyes. "You're going to suck my cock. Partly to teach you some humility and partly because it's really fucked up that that sweet piece of ass and my brother embarrassed themselves sticking up for you today when you're not even on their precious football team anymore."
There's a collective gasp, and for a second Jayden can barely think about the fact that Shane just told him he was going to have to suck his dick when he spots Owen's face in the small crowd of guys, hurt and confusion flashing in his blue eyes.
"I'm not off the team," Jayden corrects, pulling back slightly from Shane. "I just can't play until next season. But it's just one season!"
"Yeah, well, this was the season you were supposed to take the Frosh team all the way. And now you've fucked that up. You'll never get it back, my brother will probably be stuck on a losing team all season, and for all that, you get a public beej from the Varsity Cheer Captain? No, fuck you, kid." He plants a firm hand on Jayden's shoulder and pushes him over toward the grass. "Now, down on your knees over here. The rules say I can't hurt you, so we don't want you down there on that hard concrete."
Jayden's stomach feels like he just fell off the top of the roller coaster to his certain death. His mouth is suddenly dry, and he shakes his head in disbelief as he steps onto the grass, Shane, leaner than his brother but still at least 6'6'', and with muscles carved of marble by thousands of laps swum, easily directing him as reality spins around him in sickening spirals. "I--I don't know how..." he says lamely as Shane finally pushes him down on his knees. He's aware of the other frat bros circling around him, creating a ring around them both as Shane grins down at him, the grass cold on his knees, precious flip flops bending at the toe.
"Just do what Stacy did," Shane says, and shamelessly unzips the fly of his jeans. He pulls up his t-shirt, folding it under like a man who clearly has had his share of quicky standing blowjobs, and holds Jayden's gaze as he pulls himself out.
Huge is the first word that comes to Jayden's mind. The guy's mostly soft cock is a massive piece of pink meat, every inch of him gleaming smooth as if freshly waxed, balls nearly as big as Jayden's. It makes him feel that much more self-conscious about the drained, wind-frozen button in his own lap, although he's amazed he can even fathom that thought when the scent of the other man hits him and Shane drags his slowly hardening dick across Jayden's face, sliding it right under his nose.
"It's okay, you can take your time, get to know him first," Shane says, and some of those gathered around laugh. "Wrap your hand around it and give it a lick, boy. Get me hard before I do something to speed this along."
Not wanting to discover what that might mean, Jayden starts stroking. He's never handled another guy's dick before, and Shane's feels alien in his hand as he moves it along his considerable limp length.
"Camera," Shane says, snapping his fingers at one of the other frat bros, who nods and starts recording. Waves of shame and disgust roll over Jayden, but he knows, as he looks from Shane's reddening pink tip up into his ice-blue eyes, that things are only going to get worse from here.
Shane grins down at him. "Give him a taste," he says, towering over the powerless naked redhead, the sensation intoxicating. Jayden notices him hardening in his hand, and wonders if somehow Shane is getting off on the camera capturing his nudity. So far, Jayden can honestly say he can't really relate. "I said taste!" Shane demands, pressing his tip against Jayden's lips impatiently. "Come on, I know you love being down there but let's get this show on the road."
Jayden closes his eyes, opens his lips, and lets the swelling tip of a dick slide onto his tongue for the first time. The instinct is to gag, even though the taste wasn't totally unpleasant. Manly, salty, but clean. The fact that Shane is waxed smooth feels like it helps somehow as he closes his lips around Shane's tip and tries to suck on it.
Shane lets out a laugh echoed by his brothers. "You really are straight as fuck! That is the most pathetic attempt at a blowjob I've ever seen, Jaybird!" Before Jayden can react, he grabs a fistful of his auburn hair and pulls him forward, thrusting what is now at least nine inches of still-thickening bright pink meat toward Jayden's virgin throat.
He does gag now, and Shane just smirks. "Don't be a little bitch," he says, and pulls back just long enough to give him a breath before forcing his dick into Jayden's mouth again. "Take him down as far as you can, then, you can use your hands and lick and kiss my shaft and balls until I tell you to switch it up again." He grips the base of his own cock and slaps it against Jayden's face, eliciting another round of laughter from the little crowd. "Just think, if you were as shit at football as you are at sucking cock, you'd probably be happily working at Walmart right now instead of on your knees for me. Isn't life funny?
"Real fucking funny," Jayden says through clenched teeth, and those watching jeer and hiss at him. Except, he notices as he takes Shane's rock-hard thickness In his hand again, for Owen and John. Both of his teammates simply stand, Owen's mouth agape in horror and his eyes pleading an apology before looking away in embarrassment, and John simply staring, unreadable in a way that makes Jayden feel that much more humiliated.
He steels himself and starts to run his tongue over Shane's balls. Salty, but again, not unpleasant. Maybe it's the smoothness, maybe it's the underlying smell of some herbal body wash, but he closes his eyes and imagines Shane as some super hot blond trans girl, sure, with a huge dick and balls he's licking on, but smooth and feminine otherwise, with luscious tits instead of pecs and blond hair tumbling down her back. It's an image that might have made him squirm a little yesterday, but today, it allows him to take one of the swimmer's egglike balls into his mouth and clean it with his tongue.
"Oh, fuck yeah, see, I knew you could do it," Shane rumbles, hips jutted forward as Jayden works his shaft with both hands. "Almost nobody can deep throat me, but, mmmmm, lick that precum before it drips. Yeah," Shane groans as Jayden obediently licks his slit, eyes closed tight.
The fantasy is hard to hold onto with Shane talking, and the salty-sweet burst of precum on his tongue does little to help him escape the moment. But it's fine, as his dick had started to stir at imagining that hot girl with a huge dong, and the last thing he needs right now is to get hard.
Then suddenly, his face is being shoved deep into Shane's crotch, the girthy dick pressing up against his face as if fucking his cheek. "Oooh, fuck I'd fuck the shit out of that big lily ass," he says and pushes his dick between Jayden's lips again. "Suck it and stroke. Because if you don't make me come, I'm going to take your spokes right here and right now for these boys."
