Out of Bounds E5 | I found out my new friend is a cuck (Patreon)

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Well, I did expect to try new things when I moved campuses. Maybe join a new club or be part of the student union. You know, all the usual things that you convince yourself of when you move to a new place. Be a brand new person and all.

Getting in an old-school college fight with the quarterback by unknowingly fucking his girlfriend? I want one of those signs that says “I don’t love the drama, it loves me.” I had to pay back for my mistake by sucking Connor’s dick, but what’s done is done. Everyone needs a college experimental time anyway, and so there. I did my part. 

I have to say once I had rinsed my mouth a couple times with mouthwash, I had a great night’s sleep. It was like a giant pressure had been lifted off me. I mean, if I were to be exact, I don’t have Connor and his thugs scheming behind my back anymore, so yeah, I slept a good 8 hours that night. 

Jonathan, Mark and I became friends. I will always be grateful that they backed me up, in this strange town where I know nobody else. Plus, them being the only gay couple at the college, and now that I’ve seen and done some gay things… they are the only ones that understand. They didn’t tease me about it or hold it over my head like I feel like some of my buddies back home would have done. So, already, not that bad. 

Besides that, they like going out. To be honest, I really thought gay couples were clubbing all the time having orgies. Mark and Jonathan are actually really wholesome. They visit cafes, bookstores and go on hikes. It works out well for me because I get to tag along and explore the city with some local guides. 

“So, besides Danae,” Mark says with a sly smirk and I sigh at the name that almost got me killed, “who has got your interest?”

“Man, I’m not trying to get my dick wet after what happened,” I reply. “You guys have a list of girls that are off limits?” 

“Don’t encourage him. He actually does have a list,” Jonathan says. 

We’re at the campus cafe, which is our go-to between classes. I have to say I am thankful to have friends. While I'm not the social pariah with quite literally a bounty on my head anymore, it's not like that whole story made me the popular new guy. 

“Ooh looky. Trouble's coming.” Mark lowers his sunglasses and squints. “Is it bulking season?” 

I look in the direction he is and see Connor coming at us. His bright blond hair in the sun makes him easy to spot, not to mention that he's got the shoulder width of two regular people put together. 

“He does look bigger. Why doesn't my weight go to my chest and shoulders when I eat?” Jonathan pats his non-existent belly.

I didn't have anything to add. Connor and I are never going to be real friends. Not with all that water under the bridge.

Not with the fact that I sucked his dick to get back in his good graces. Fuck that. 

“Hey,” Connor says and looks only at my two friends. “What are you drinking?”

“Coffee,” Mark says with a shrug. “What are you doing here with the local black sheep? You'll have to dye your hair if you want to fit in.” 

“He's blond,” Connor says without looking at me. “But he also sucks dick like you guys.” 

Jonathan puts his hand on my shoulder. “Hey. That's done now.” 

The footballer scoffs and says, “Yeah, whatever. Anyway, later.” 

After he leaves, I turn to Jonathan. “I could have handled that.” 

“Sure. But we're a group now. The Black Sheep apparently.” He winks at me. “You naturally blond?” 

“Yeah?” I shake my head. What kind of question is that? “What's up with him?” I nod at Connor walking away slowly. 

Jonathan and Mark share a look, and then look like they have a hard time deciding who should tell me. Some soft whispering happens, which I'm starting to get used to from hanging out with a couple. 

“Alright!” Mark brushes his boyfriend’s hands away. “So, you remember that Connor and I were roommates right? And if you thought you were getting harassed by the heteros, imagine being me.”

I shrug. I can't truly imagine but Mark sure stands out with his ear studs and colorful flair to his personality. 

“He was the ringleader of the straights. Until he came home one night from a party, and none of the girls wanted to be with him. He wasn't a quarterback yet.” 

“Okay?” I ask, sipping at my ice coffee. They introduced me to it and it's honestly pretty good. 

“I sucked the soul out of him,” Mark says proudly. “Seriously. He was making noises like the exorcism.” 

“You are talented orally, babe,” Jonathan says. 

“Yeah, okay. I knew that already.” That's the same story I heard before I did the same thing.  

“Well, it wasn't a one time thing,” Mark continues. “It was like once a week at first, and then it turned into every day. Sometimes twice a day.” 

“Poor man got hooked onto your famous blowies. I know the feeling,” his boyfriend teases. 

“He tried to quit a couple times, but it never lasted long. Maybe a week and then I'd find him in his boxers with his legs spread.” Mark licks his lips. “It didn't really stop until this one moved in.” 

“I don't get it. So he's a ho – he's a …” I say.

“Gay guys give better head,” Mark says. “And I give superior head. He was just a little hooked.” 

“So, judging by the pace that he's walking,” Jonathan says, “I'm guessing he's looking to get some more man-hole action again.” 

“Yeah, right!” I sit up defensively. 

“Relax. You're a newbie. He's looking for the gluck gluck 2000,” Mark says. Then, he turns to Jonathan and raises his eyebrow inquisitively. 

“If you want, babe. You know I've never stopped you. But you know our deal.” 

Mark moves his head side to side like he's considering something, and then stands up. Jonathan grabs his ass as Mark trots after Connor. 

“We're going to want to be somewhere private,” Jonathan says. 

“Is he going to be okay?” I see Mark catch up with Connor and they walk towards Connor's dorm building. 

“Oh yeah. Mark can handle himself.” 

We go back to their dorm and I can tell that Jonathan is excited about something. He pulls out a little phone stand and sits on his bed against the wall. I join him, and watch as he FaceTimes Mark. 

“This again?” I hear Connor say. 

“It's the deal,” Mark says. A lot of fumbling and blurry images after, the video gets set up looking at Mark’s side profile.

“It's not recorded, right?” Connor grumbles. 

“No,” Mark says simply. Then, he pulls on the shorts in front of him and I gasp as I see Connor’s big soft uncut cock. Jonathan presses the mute button on the call and I exhale. 

“What the hell?” I whisper. 

“I let him do this because he loves it so much,” Jonathan whispers. We watch Mark lift the heavy meat and kiss a low hanging ball sack. The kissing turns quickly into licking and then into sucking.

“Fuck, you hungry slut,” Connor sighs. Mark backs up and we see Connor’s hard shaft stand at a 90 degree angle away from his body. 

“You've been wanting something since that amateur blowjob, huh?” Mark says, licking the unhooded tip.

“Shut up and suck. OH!” All of his meat disappears inside Mark’s mouth. 

“Mmm…” Jonathan hums as he watches his lover deep throat a huge dick. “Fuck, that's hot, right?”

It's… 

“Yeah, suck this cock. Better than your boyfriend’s, isn't it?” A large hand appears on the screen and grabs Mark’s head. “Oh fuck…oh fuck…” 

“It's okay if you're turned on,” Jonathan whispers to me. “Like you can see, I like to share.” 

Can he see that I'm turned on? 

“He always starts face fucking when he's close. It's his way of pretending he has the control,” Jonathan says. Sure enough, Connor grabs Mark's head with both hands and starts fucking. Mark takes each thrust easily, and I wonder where all that dick is going in that tiny mouth. 

“You ready? You little … oh… yeah it's cumming, bitch! OhHHH! MMM!” Mark tears Connor's hands off his head and starts sucking, executing purposeful angles with the rotation of his neck. “MMmm…MMMmm…” He pulls off just a little off the shaft and we see the base of the cock pulse. 

Fuck. He's cumming so much. Mark swallows rapidly what he's giving, lovingly caressing the jock’s low hanging nuts 

“You're the best mouth out there, no doubt about that,” Connor says with a laugh. “Ah…” His limp cock falls out of Mark’s lips. 

“I know,” he replies and massages Connor’s balls. “We have a deal too. I want every drop.” 

“Ah…” Connor winces as Mark goes to suck the tip. Then, the call ends. 

“Alright, unless you want to see a show, you might want to go home,” Jonathan says. “Maybe pick us up some new sheets.” He grabs himself through his pants. “Or, you can stay.”