Chapter 6
“What do you think?” Gideon asked.
“About what?” Daniel glanced from the monitor to Gideon.
“The kiss. Did it look like he enjoyed it?”
Daniel nodded. “I think so. He seemed nervous at first, but then he was leaning into it.” He chuckled. “But then, it was Marcus. I can imagine even a straight guy would enjoy his kiss.”
“Yeah,” Gideon smiled. “That boy—both those boys—have some magic talent.” He stared at the monitor.
“Katt seemed eager to get out of there, though. Right at the last, the way he pulled back from Marcus, like he was coming back to his senses.” He shook his head.
“Like he remembered he was kissing a boy.”
“Well, if he’s struggling with his sexuality,” Daniel said, “it’s understandable he would have these reactions.” He stepped closer to Gideon and stroked his arm. “You went through similar struggles before…”
“Before what?” Gideon pursed his lips in a smile.
“Before you surrendered to my charm and sexiness.”
Gideon chuckled. “I remember.” He kissed Daniel. “Right from the start, I knew that day would come. I always found you irresistible.”
“You sure managed to resist me for years.”
“No.” Gideon sighed, drawing Daniel closer. “I may have physically held back, but my heart was yours from day one.”
Sliding his fingers through Gideon’s hair, Daniel kissed him softly, allowing the passion to build slowly until their bodies pressed tightly together, fully aroused.
Gideon groaned, running his hands down Daniel’s back.
His fingertips snagged on the rear band of the man’s pants before his palms covered Daniel’s firm ass cheeks.
“We could go to my bedroom,” he moaned between kisses.
“These boys don’t need my supervision.” At his suggestion, Daniel’s hard cock jumped against his zipper.
“Are you sure?” Daniel breathed into Gideon’s mouth. “I would think they do need supervision.”
Chuckling softly, Gideon said, “Rich and the camera crew can handle it.”
“Mm.” Daniel looked at the monitor. “I was kind of looking forward to watching it play out. I’m eager to see how far things will go.”
Breathing deeply, Gideon smiled. “Then you better step back,” he whispered. “Because I can’t control myself if you keep pressing that thing against me.”
Daniel laughed, kissed him, and took a couple of steps back.
“Hello?”
“Todd?”
“Who dis?”
Katt hesitated. “It’s… Katt.”
“Oh, hey.” Short laugh. “How’s it, uh… going?”
“Not well,” Katt said. “I don’t think I can do this.”
“Sure, you can. We all thought that at first, but we did it.”
“I…” Katt stared at his reflection. “I don’t think I can.”
“Have you done anything yet?”
“Just…” Katt closed his eyes, suddenly embarrassed. “… kissed one guy.”
“Well? That’s the first step. Just go with it.” Brief pause. “Was it really that bad?”
Was it? Katt opened his eyes as if his reflection could provide the answer. “I don’t know,” he mumbled. “It was a guy. I felt weird.” Had he, really? “If all I had to do was kiss, then yeah, I could handle that. But fuck a guy? You can’t really expect me to…”
“We all did it,” Todd reminded. “But if joining the brotherhood isn’t that important to you, then don’t do it. It’s your choice. No one’s gonna force you.”
Was it worth it? Would college be so bad if he didn’t join the brotherhood? He hadn’t even thought about it until Todd extended the invitation. So, why did it feel so important now? So important that he was considering fucking a man?
Tell him you changed your mind—and get the hell out of here!
Katt opened his mouth to do just that, but something else came out. “Okay, I’ll do it,” he mumbled. “I mean, I’ll try. I don’t know if I can do… all of it.”
Todd’s tone shifted, softening somewhat, when he said, “I mean, it’s not like you haven’t done it before. Some of it, anyway.”
“What…?” Katt stiffened; he hadn’t expected Todd to bring up the past. “That wasn’t… I mean, we were kids… we were just goofing off… It didn’t mean anything.”
“Seemed like you were kind of into it,” Todd murmured, a new, odd tone to his voice.
“No, I wasn’t. I mean, no more than you. And we were drunk.”
“I was more drunk than you,” Todd suggested. “I barely remember it, except that you were the one who kept wanting to do stuff.”
“That’s not true.”
“Doesn’t really matter now,” Todd said. “It’s not like either of us is gay because of it, right?”
“Right,” Katt mumbled.
He cleared his throat. “Look, I’d let you off the hook on this initiation thing, but it requires video evidence. None of the brothers would be cool with me inducting you into the brotherhood otherwise.”
“I get it,” Katt said quietly. “And I don’t blame them if they had to do it, too.”
“So…?” Todd asked. “What’re you going to do?”
Katt released a long breath. “I’ll do it. I’ll figure out how to deal with it.”
“Great.” Todd sounded genuinely happy. “I really want you in the fraternity.”
“I… I really want to be in it,” Katt said, realizing it was truer than ever now. Once a frat brother, he and Todd could rekindle their friendship. He suddenly understood just how important that was to him. He wanted his best friend back.
“You want to make it easier on yourself?” Todd added. “Choose the guy with the smallest dick. So, whether you’re suckin’ or fuckin’, it won’t be as challenging as a huge cock.”
“Yeah,” Katt mumbled. “And how am I supposed to know who has the smallest dick?”
Todd’s grin came through in his voice. “Ask them. Or if you don’t want to be so forward, ask to see their cocks. They’re porn stars, they’ll show you.”
Katt could picture it going either way—asking outright, or just asking to see—and neither image sat well with him. The men themselves probably wouldn’t even blink.