Chapter 7
Hugh
The frat house is packed with people. I’m holding up the wall with my back as I sip my beer, watching a group of girls dance together to Ke$ha’s TiK ToK.
I’ve got a good buzz going on from the weed and shots I had earlier.
Now I’m horny and need a good fuck, but none of the girls interests me.
They’re all wearing shorts and T-shirts, shaking their asses, which should appeal to me, but it doesn’t.
Some of my frat brothers are working their way toward them, hoping to get laid. They can have them.
It’s been hard for me to find someone lately.
The last time I had a good fuck was with a businesswoman I’d met at a coffee shop two months ago.
She was elegant in a pencil skirt and a black-and-white polka-dotted blouse that hung low in the front, exposing the gold-adorned cleavage from her necklaces.
But it was her red pumps that drew me in.
The woman was classy and all things feminine.
These sorority girls are not. That had been one of the best lays of my life.
Who the fuck cared if she was twenty years older?
That woman ruined all other women for me.
I chug back the rest of my beer and head to the kitchen to pour some more from the keg. As I fill my beer cup, I stare out into the backyard where more people are chatting or making out.
That’s when I see Linden, my cousin, chatting it up with some girl with long, blonde, wavy hair that looks like spun gold. He’s standing close to her, fingering a strand of hair like he wants to fuck her. Wait, that doesn’t make sense. Linden’s gay. He likes men.
Once my cup is full, I meander outside to take a closer look, curious as to why Linden wants to switch it up.
He’s not much taller than she is with her heels on, but he still towers over her in his dominant way. She has one hand pressed to his chest, looking up at him with plump lips painted red. She wears a delicate sweater in tawny brown that falls off a creamy shoulder.
Linden leans down and presses his face to her throat. She closes her eyes and smiles softly. There’s an air of grace and elegance about her. It’s her poise and body language that suck me in.
I’m instantly drawn to her, and I wish I’d found her first. Maybe Linden would let me have her. He would, right? He’s never been with a girl as far as I know.
But as I stepped closer, I soon realized she was a he.
That stops me in my tracks, and my heart does a weird fluttering thing.
Now, it all makes sense why Linden is interested.
But that doesn’t explain why I am. Knowing he’s a guy doesn’t stop me from staring.
It doesn’t stop me from wanting him. Suddenly, I don’t care about my sexuality any longer.
I just want him.
His face is stunning. Androgynous. His masculinity is subtle, like his jaw is a bit too sharp for a woman. The Adam’s apple is a dead giveaway. Damn, he looks like a fucking model.
Linden grabs the beauty’s hand and gently tugs him across the yard and back into the house through the French doors to the living room. And I follow them.
I set my drink down on the kitchen counter and weave my way through the throng of dancing bodies, not taking my eyes off the beautiful creature.
They make their way upstairs, planning to fuck in one of the spare bedrooms. All I can think about is joining in. I don’t care if Linden is my cousin. I don’t care that he found the blond first. Nothing’s going to stop me.
I don’t know what it is or why I’m willing to be with another man.
By the time I reach the bottom of the stairs, they’re out of my sight. It doesn’t matter. I’m sure Linden has brought him to my bedroom, as my cousin belongs to a different fraternity.
I open my bedroom door and find my roommate fucking some girl, oblivious to Linden, who’s making out on my bed. The blond has a leg dangling, wearing skinny jeans and silver strapped heels. I need to touch him, kiss him, fuck him…
Standing beside my bed, I watch the two suck face. Linden’s hand is pressed between the blond’s legs, languidly stroking him through the denim. I’ve never watched Linden with someone else before. He’s dominant like I am. He’s forceful and controlling.
The blond has long red fingernails, which dig into Linden’s back. Fuck me. How does a man come off as more feminine than half the girls at this party?
My cock grows hard. I’m hungry for him. I’m fucking starving, and I don’t understand it. Not one bit.
I drop to my knees, unable to take my eyes off his foot. I gently lift it and pry the strap over the heel, but I don’t get a chance to fully remove the shoe when he suddenly gasps and sits up, along with Linden, who looks down at me in confusion.
“Hugh?”
“Can I?” I ask them both. “I… want to be a part of this.”
Linden glanced at the other one. “It’s up to you, Jay. Do you want to be adored by two guys?”
I knew Linden would allow it. He never says no to me. I’m also grateful he’s not questioning my sudden change.
Jay looks at me, gnawing on a red and plump bottom lip I want to suck. He must be using lip stain, because Linden doesn’t have any transferred to his mouth.
Jay tucks long strands of golden hair behind his ear and lifts his foot at me.
“Kiss it,” he says. “Worship my foot.”
Even his voice has a soft, feminine lilt.
I don’t hesitate to remove his shoe, toss it aside, and lift it to my mouth, kissing the top of it before sucking on his big toe. I only like feet that have been wearing sexy shoes with painted toenails. And Jay’s nails are bright red—my favorite color on a woman, and now on a man.
Linden resumes his kissing, and I take the other shoe off before reaching for the button of Jay’s jeans, opening and tugging them off. As I peel back the denim, it exposes inches of pink lace panties. They barely contain his swollen cock, while I can barely contain my excitement.
Jesus fuck.
Why is that so hot?
As I finger the lace, brushing against his hard length, Linden climbs out of my bed and strips naked. While he has an amazing body, he doesn’t draw me in the way Jay does.
It dawns on me that I’m attracted to all things feminine. It doesn’t matter that Jay is a man. It doesn’t matter that I am either. And it doesn’t matter that my roommate is watching me a few feet away as he continues to pump into his girl of the night.
Linden gets back into bed and straddles Jay’s face as if he’s fucked in front of me a thousand times. He rests his cock on those suckable lips. Jay licks his tip, pulling a groan from Linden.
I stand and quickly undress, too. I want to explore every inch of this stunning creature.
As Jay goes to town on his dick, Linden looks at me with a smirk, glancing up and down at my body.
“Hot,” he says to me, uncaring that his cousin is being weird, because I am, and don’t mind one bit. “You’ll never experience pussy the same way again after fucking a tight ass. And Jay here has the most perfect pussy.”
Pussy.
I love that he’s feminized Jay’s ass. My cock jumps at the thought.
I climb into the bed with them, spread Jay’s legs, and sit between them.
After licking my lips, I dive in to suck him off as if I’d done it countless times.
It doesn’t bother me that my face is right up against Linden’s ass.
And I don’t care that I’ve never sucked cock before.
I just focus on what I like and do my best.
After popping off of him, I spit on my fingertips and press them between his crease, finding his tight pussy. I swallow him down again and shove a finger inside him. Jay groans around Linden’s dick. I thrust in and out of him as I lick and suck. It’s fucking messy. There’s saliva everywhere.
I love the scent of him. Jay doesn’t wear cologne. He simply smells of soap and sin. I want so much more.
“Fuck, Hugh… watching you blow someone is a whole other level of hotness,” Linden says in a hoarse and breathy voice.
He leans forward and starts thrusting hard into Jay’s mouth, who’s gagging and slurping.
How is he able to take such a pounding in his throat?
My eyes are face-to-face with Linden’s hole, and I almost want to touch it or even lick it, but I don’t.
He’s my cousin, and this is strange enough. I don’t want to freak him out.
I must be sucking Jay off well enough because it doesn’t take long before hot cum shoots into my mouth. He lets out a strangled cry because he’s full of my cousin’s cock.
The load surprises me for some reason, which is stupid, being a dude and all. It’s bitter on my tongue, and while weird, I swallow it all down.
I pull out my finger, stand, and stroke myself as I watch Linden come. His head is dropped, and a hand is pressed against my headboard to keep from falling forward. But it’s Jay’s swollen red lips around my cousin’s dick that turns me on the most.
Linden lets loose a guttural sound as he comes. When he’s finished, he climbs off Jay.
“Fucking hell. What a mouth you have, Jay. It was made by the gods.”
Jay sits up, his blond hair looks sexily wrecked, and his face is thoroughly fucked. And I’m standing there like an idiot, holding my cock, not sure what else to do.
Linden glances up at me before patting the bed. “Jay, would you like to show my cousin what an amazing mouth you have?”
“Mmm, gladly. It’s the least I can do for him, sucking me so beautifully.”
Thank fuck Linden didn’t tease me about my first blow job. Maybe he will later, but for now, he’s including me in this little game we’ve got going on.
I sit on the edge of the bed as Jay sits on his knees on the floor. I reach for his hair and finger his strands back behind his ears. Jay tilts his head and smiles softly at my need to touch him.
Long fingers with beautifully painted nails grip my knees and spread my legs apart. He crawls between them and wraps that sexy hand around my length, giving it a few pulls.
Linden sits behind me, rests his chin on my shoulder, and watches the show. I’m sure he’s fascinated by this change in me. And I’m still not weirded out by all this, even with Linden being naked and pressed up against me. Other than that, he keeps his hands to himself.
“You’re going to love Jay’s lips wrapped around you, Hugh,” he whispers in my ear. My body shudders at this breath ghosting my ear.
I pry my eyes away from the beautiful man between my legs to look up at my roommate, who’s now sucking the girl’s pussy, licking up his cum. Neither of them is paying attention to us.
Warm lips and a soft tongue suddenly engulf my cock. I want to watch, but I have no control over my eyes. They close as I lean my head back against Linden. His breath hitches, or so I think.
I’m flooded with fantasies of fucking Jay with his panties pulled down his ass and over his thighs from behind. Long red nails digging into the sheets as I pound the hell out of him.
His ass is round, and while he’s not as curvy as women, he’s delicate like them.
My body grows warm, yet a blanket of goosebumps travels along my skin. My heart rate soars as I get lost in Jay’s mouth and Linden’s dirty words in my ear. While I’m highly sexual, I had no idea Linden is too.
It doesn’t take me long for my orgasm to explode out of me—my strongest one yet, and even more than I had with the older woman.
Present Day
I got ready for my morning at work and Atlas’s first day on the job. My cock was hard after that memory of my first time with a man hit me. Instead of rubbing one out, I managed to calm my body down.
That was the day I learned a lot about myself, from my sexual needs to what turned me on the most. After that, Linden and I often tag-teamed whenever he found a man feminine enough for me.
He went out of his way to find them—until Atlas.
I was the one to see him. The only time we don’t play that game is when I’m with a woman, even though I’d managed to talk him into it a few times.
I enjoyed sex more whenever Linden was involved.
While I enjoyed those other men, they didn’t match Atlas’s energy. Atlas reminded me so much of Jay, but he was even better. Jay was a trial run. Atlas was the endgame. I could sense it.
I shouldn’t have defied my father. I shouldn’t have hired Atlas. But I couldn’t bring myself to care, which was a first. I’d always obeyed him.
For the first time in my life, I’d reached and grabbed what I wanted and not what my father wanted, damn the consequences.