Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Not-So-Straight Guy Sex ❯ The Kickoff Party ( Chapter 4 )

Warning: This chapter contains explicit sexual content of a homosexual nature.

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Chapter 4: The Kickoff Party

The last week of training before the start of swim season left Zach dreading what was to come. He barely saw Kellen at all that week. The swim coach was determined to have the best year ever and he pushed his athletes to reach the peak of their performance. Kellen was at practice late every day, either swimming or doing conditioning and weight training at the gym. He would arrive home so exhausted he could barely stay awake to eat dinner and finish his homework. But he would slog his way through both before collapsing onto the bed and immediately falling asleep.

Stretched out on the bed next to him late Saturday morning, Zach stared at Kellen's sleeping face and fought the urge to take advantage of him while he slept. All the conditioning had Kellen honed to a work of art. His body was magnificent and Zach had not touched it for four days. He ached for sex, but knowing how important swimming was to Kellen, he did not want to disrupt his training. So he had kept his frustration to himself all week and was as supportive as he could be.

But now it was the weekend, when he would normally have been able to look forward to at least several hours of uninterrupted sex, except that Kellen was going to the swim team party that night and Zach had already told him he did not want to go. And in truth, he still did not want to, even though it would have been a chance to spend time with Kellen while he was awake.

He sighed and Kellen opened his eyes.

“Have you been watching me sleep?” Kellen murmured.

“Yes,” Zach confessed. He leaned forward and kissed Kellen lightly on the mouth.

Kellen cupped Zach's cheek in his hand. “We haven't spent much time together this week. I'm sorry about that. Coach has been kind of a slave-driver.”

“It's all right.” Zach dipped his head a little so Kellen could not see the desire burning in his eyes. “I know this is important.”

“You're important, too.” Kellen pulled Zach's mouth back down to his and kissed him deeply.

In an instant, Zach was overwhelmed by desire. He wrapped his arms around Kellen's shoulders and kissed back hungrily, his tongue delving eagerly into Kellen's mouth. Kellen embraced him, holding Zach's body tight against his as he kissed back, twining his tongue around Zach's.

Zach pulled his mouth away. “I need you, Kellen!”

“I need you, too!” Kellen whispered urgently. He reached down and hooked his fingers into the waistband of Zach's boxers. “I don't need foreplay. I want you inside me.” He worked Zach's boxers down carefully so as not to put undue strain on his erection, but Zach still gasped as the material dragged over the tip of his cock. Desperately, Zach finished pulling them down and reached for Kellen's boxers, lifting them over Kellen's erect cock and yanking them down quickly. Kellen grabbed for the lube on the nightstand and held it out to Zach. “I want you to put it in,” he rasped.

Zach snatched the tube from his hand and unscrewed it with fingers that were starting to tremble. He squeezed a liberal dollop over the fingers of his right hand. Kellen spread his legs eagerly, his eyes shining with lust. Zach slid two fingers into Kellen and watched him respond. Kellen's head rolled back and his eyes closed as his back arched up. His mouth fell open with a soft moan.

“Deeper!” Kellen gasped.

Zach penetrated him farther, working his fingers in and out until Kellen was bucking up and down on the bed.

“Fuck me!” Kellen cried out finally, his hips writhing. “I need your cock, Zach! I need it inside me! Please!”

Zach pushed Kellen's legs further apart, sliding his knees under Kellen's thighs and raising his hips. Then he put his cock into Kellen's ass, gasping at the delicious, familiar sensation as Kellen's muscles clasped him. Grasping Kellen firmly by the hips, Zach rose up on his knees to give himself more power and thrust his cock all the way in, grinding his hips against Kellen's butt and thighs.

Kellen screamed with pleasure, his fists knotting into the blankets. “Yes! Do it! Ram me!”

Zach obliged him, ramming his cock again and again deep into Kellen's ass, sending him into a writhing, screaming state of pure ecstasy. Zach fucked him with complete abandon, driven by nothing except how good it felt and how much he enjoyed driving Kellen insane with pleasure. Kellen's entire body went rigid the instant before he came and then thick jets of cum shot onto his belly and chest as his body shook helplessly. The sharp contractions of his orgasm jerked deliciously on Zach's cock and he closed his eyes with a cry as orgasm swept him. When he finished, he sank down onto his heels.

“Oh man, I needed that! Four days is a really long time.”

“Yeah,” Kellen wheezed. “I've wanted to do this a couple of times this week, but I kept falling asleep before I could say anything.”

“It's all right,” Zach said quickly. “I know how hard you've been working and how tiring it is.”

“Maybe,” Kellen sighed. “But we're used to being together more often, so it's hard going without.”

“I don't want to interfere with your training,” Zach said seriously. “It's important to you so it's important to me.”

Kellen smiled. “That's one of the things I like about you.”

Zach blushed. “Don't be silly!”

“I'm not.” Kellen rubbed his hands up and down Zach's arms. “Are you sure you don't want to come to the party with me tonight?” He sounded a little uncertain as he asked the question, but his eyes were fixed on Zach's face.

Zach hesitated. In all likelihood, Kellen's teammates did not know he was living with another guy and no matter how open-minded they might be there was always the chance that they would treat Kellen differently if they thought he was gay. “I think I'll skip it,” Zach said as casually as he could. “I still have to finish that program. If I get it done tonight, I'll be free to spend all day with you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, watching me do my homework,” Kellen said sourly.

“Being free to sit around looking at you is its own reward,” Zach chuckled. “You are one hell of a good-looking guy.”

“Oh, thanks!” Kellen patted Zach's arm. “I need to pee.”

Zach pulled out and scrambled out from between Kellen's legs. He watched Kellen's handsome backside as he padded to the bathroom. He could see the wetness from their lovemaking running down Kellen's thighs and his cock stirred in response. Almost without thinking, he rolled off the bed and followed Kellen to the bathroom.

“Do you want to take a shower together?”

Kellen glanced over his shoulder. “You just want to fuck me again.”

“I can't help it. Seeing you naked does that to me.”

Kellen lifted the toilet seat and positioned himself. “Seeing me with clothes on seems to have the same effect. Then you just keep trying to take them off so you can see me naked.”

“Which makes me want to fuck you,” Zach concluded with a smile. “So can we?”

Kellen chuckled. “Why don't we just keep fucking in bed and then take separate showers? We'll use less water.”

Zach stepped forward and put his arms around Kellen's chest. “I love you.”

“It's really hard to pee when someone's hugging you, you know.”

“You want me to hold it for you?”

“Go back to the bedroom.”

“You're no fun!”

“You can handle my dick all you want in bed.”

“Promise?”

“Get out.”

Zach returned to the bedroom, chuckling.

-o-o-o-o-o-

The kickoff party was being held at a frat house. Kellen stared up at the polished Greek letters mounted on the front of the house above the porch feeling ambivalent. He had not realized that any of his teammates were members of a fraternity.

“Hey, Kellen! Coming in?” Nina appeared beside him and slipped her hand inside his elbow.

“Uh, yeah. I was just about to.” He started forward and Nina fell into step with him, her hand still looped around his elbow.

“You didn't bring your boyfriend?”

“He had homework he wanted to finish,” Kellen said quickly. It sounded like an excuse, even though it was the truth.

Nina grinned. “I understand if he just didn't want to spend the evening around a bunch of athletes bragging about all the records they plan to set,” she laughed. “We can be a pretty boring crowd.”

Kellen shrugged and kept quiet as Nina knocked on the front door. It was answered by Aldo Nunez, the captain of the men's swim team.

“Hey, Nina! Hey, Kellen! Glad you could make it!” Aldo exclaimed expansively. He stepped to the side and turned with a sweeping gesture to welcome them in. “Come on in! It's just starting to get fun!”

Nina bounced in, pulling Kellen along with her. Most of the people were crowded into the living room, perched on whatever pieces of furniture were available clutching plastic cups of beer. Kellen had to suppress a grimace. He really detested beer. The one and only time he had gotten drunk at a party during high school was the time he ended up losing his virginity with a girl he only slightly knew. Ever since then, he had avoided drinking in situations where he could get himself in trouble. As he hesitated, Aldo dropped an arm across his shoulders.

“Can I get you something, Kellen? There's a keg in the kitchen, or I could mix you a rum and Coke.”

“No, thanks. I'm watching my conditioning.”

Aldo clapped him on the back with a laugh. “Aw c'mon! First meet's not until next Saturday. You've got recovery time. I'll get you a beer.”

“Get me one, too!” Nina called at his retreating back. Then she lifted an eyebrow at Kellen. “You really don't drink?”

“Not usually. My tolerance is kind of low.”

“That's unusual for someone your age. Kids coming out of high school usually drink themselves sick their first year of college. I know I did,” she added ruefully.

“You talk like I'm decades younger than you!” Kellen laughed.

“Well, sometimes it feels like it!” Nina laughed back. “Each new crop of freshmen makes me feel ancient.”

“I better find you a seat, then, old lady. Here, hold my arm.” Kellen held out his arm, biting his lip to keep from laughing.

Instead of taking his arm, Nina punched it. “Scum!” Then she shook her fist. “Dang! What do you lift? Automobiles? Your arm's like rock.”

“Come sit with me and I'll tell you all about the records I plan to set with my honed and rock-hard physique.”

Nina tossed her head back and howled with laughter. “I never knew you were such a riot, Kellen! You're always so quiet. Look! Somebody's foolishly getting up!” Nina zipped across the room to the vacated armchair. “You sit.” She shoved Kellen into the chair and then plopped on one arm, lounging partway across the back so her head was about level with his.

Aldo returned with their beers. “Sorry that took so long. I had to train an inexperienced keg pump operator.” He held out the cups. “If you're interested, a couple of the guys are playing video games in the rec room. It's at the back of the house where the garage should be.”

“Thanks.” Kellen took his beer, but he didn't sip it. “Maybe I'll check it out later.”

“Cool.” Aldo drifted away.

Nina sipped her beer and leaned closer to Kellen. “I used to have this huge crush on Aldo, but he's got like no interest in women at all. I practically spread my legs in front of him once and all he did was tell me it was a good position for the breast stroke.” She snorted in disgust. “I tell you: I was about ready to swear off men right then and there. It was right after my boyfriend dumped me and I came to the campus for some off-season training to get over him.” She took a long swallow from her cup.

“Maybe he was too focused on his training to think about what you were offering.”

“Maybe.” She downed the rest of her beer. “Are you going to drink that?”

“No.”

“Good.” She took his cup and slid it inside her empty one. “I guess I'm not training hard enough if I have time and energy to get frustrated.”

“I don't think any amount of training will prevent that,” Kellen replied with a smile. “I'm always thinking about having sex with Zach. It's just that sometimes I fall asleep before I can do anything about it.”

“It sure must be convenient living with your lover.”

“Yes, it is.” Kellen smiled as he thought about Zach. He could imagine him sitting in the middle of the living room floor with his laptop in front of him, like he always did when he was working on a program, talking to himself as he typed.

Nina craned her head around and peered at his face. “Geez! You really are in love, aren't you?”

Kellen blushed.

“It's all over your face when you talk about him.” Nina sat back with a sigh and chugged half of Kellen's beer. “Man, that makes me jealous. I don't think my boyfriend ever looked like that when he talked about me. Your Zach is a really lucky guy.”

Kellen's blush deepened. He had not realized his feelings were so obvious.

Nina nudged his shoulder. “Don't be embarrassed. I won't say anything.” She pushed off the chair. “Let's go see what they're doing in the rec room. If they're playing Tekken, I can kick somebody's butt and that will make me feel better.” On the way through the kitchen, she topped off her beer.

They found half a dozen or so people in the converted garage taking turns playing Tekken 3. Nina joined in and proved to be extremely adept at the game, despite getting increasingly drunk as the other players plied her with beer in the hope of finally defeating her. The ploy eventually did work, when Nina's coordination deteriorated to the point where she could no longer manage the multi-button specialty attacks. Spewing slanderous comments about the non-human heritage of the other players, she staggered back to the kitchen, turning greener with every step.

Kellen caught her around the waist. “Where's the bathroom?” he asked the first person he saw in the kitchen.

“Upstairs,” the girl replied without looking at him. “The one down here is clogged.”

“Thanks.” Kellen half-dragged Nina up the stairs and along the hall, looking for what might be a bathroom. He found it only because someone else came out at that moment. The girl had honey blond hair pulled back in a neat French braid and a perky face. She stared at Kellen and Nina curiously as he pushed past her into the bathroom. “'Scuse us,” he muttered as he man-handled Nina inside and pushed the door closed with his shoulder.

His instincts proved to be good, as well as his timing, because no sooner had he gotten Nina in the vicinity of the toilet with the lid up, she threw up spectacularly. Clutching the sides of the toilet, she wretched repeatedly, evacuating several cups worth of beer and whatever she had eaten for dinner.

“Oh, god!” Nina rasped. “I am such an idiot! This always happens when I drink beer!” She fumbled for the handle and flushed the toilet. “That's why I usually go to no-alcohol parties instead. I have no will-power.” She scrabbled several sheets of toilet paper off the roll and wiped her mouth, then slumped over onto one hip and gazed blearily at Kellen. “You're a great guy, Kellen. Thanks for noticing I was about to make a complete fool of myself.”

Kellen smiled. “No problem. But I guess this means we have to be friends. Watching someone barf is pretty intimate.”

Nina laughed weakly and then hunched back over the toilet when it made her gag. “Don't make me laugh!” she groaned.

“Sorry.” There were paper cups in a stack on the counter, so Kellen filled one with water. “Here.”

Nina accepted the cup and sipped it gratefully. “What a god-awful taste! Why does something that tastes so good going down taste so bad coming back up?”

“I think it's one of the laws of physics.”

“That explains it. I probably missed that class.”

“Feeling better?”

“Yeah, but I think I want to sit here for a little longer just to be sure. Then I should probably go get something to eat.”

“There's a burger joint just down the road. I passed it on my way here.”

“I know the place.” Nina finished her water and held the cup out. “Can I have a little more, please?”

“Sure.” Kellen refilled the cup. “When you feel better, let's go get a snack.”

Nina waved a hand. “You don't have to go with me.”

“To be honest,” Kellen said. “I'm really not much of a partier. I'm about ready to go anyway.”

“Well, if you don't mind…”

“It's fine.”

Nina gave him a grateful smile. “Thanks, I appreciate it. We can take my car.” She held out a hand and wiggled her fingers. “Help me up. You're driving.”

Nina's car was parked across the street. As they climbed in with Kellen behind the wheel, the perky-faced blond watched them from the front window.

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It was a few minutes before midnight when Zach heard Kellen's key in the lock. He immediately sat up and turned off the TV.

“You're back!”

“Yup.” Kellen tossed his keys on the table, kicked his shoes off and flopped down on the couch beside Zach.

“How was the party?”

“Ok, I guess.” Kellen stroked his fingers through his hair. “I ended up leaving with one of the girls from the swim team, Nina. She drank too much and got sick, so we went out for food. I would probably have been back sooner otherwise.”

Zach tried to ignore the quick stab of panic that arose at the mention of a girl's name. It was stupid! Kellen was fucking him. If anything, Zach should be panicking over time he spent with other guys, not with girls. But Kellen had never shown the slightest bit of sexual or romantic interest in other guys, but he had done it with girls on more than one occasion. Zach tried to suppress his feelings of alarm, telling himself firmly that they were unwarranted. He cleared his throat. “Is she ok now?”

“Yeah. The food helped. But I drove her home, so now I have her car. I'll have to take it back tomorrow.”

“Oh.”

“But I can probably do that anytime. I still have a bunch of homework to finish and I want to spend at least a couple of hours at the gym.”

“That sounds like a pretty full day.” Zach tried to keep the wistfulness out of his voice. “I should probably stay out of your hair.”

Kellen abruptly caught Zach around the waist and pulled him into his lap. “You can stay out of my hair if you want, but feel free to get in my pants as much as you need to.” He kissed Zach deeply. “I still haven't made up for all the time we missed this week. You need to loosen me back up.” He slipped his hand under Zach's t-shirt and pinched his right nipple.

Zach moaned. “Kellen…”

Kellen pushed Zach's shirt up and closed his lips around the nipple he had just pinched, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. Zach's cock started getting hard. Kellen started sucking and Zach groaned. His cock was at full attention now, demanding to be freed from the constraint of his jeans.

“It's starting to hurt…”

Without taking his mouth off Zach's chest, Kellen unzipped Zach's jeans and pushed his boxers down so he could pull his cock out. He stroked his hand slowly along the shaft, eliciting a deep moan from Zach.

“I know exactly what I want to do with this,” Kellen murmured. He slipped out from under Zach and leaned over, sliding Zach's cock into his mouth. Zach moaned helplessly as Kellen worked his cock, getting it both very hard and very wet. Then he sat up with a smile. “That should work.” He stood up and quickly stripped out of his jeans and boxers. “Now you just lie back,” he said, pushing Zach down on the couch. “I want to enjoy myself.” He straddled Zach's hips, grasped his cock and guided it into himself.

Zach gasped with joy. Kellen always felt so good, it was always a fight to keep from coming the instant he penetrated him. But once he got past that initial spurt of intense pleasure, the sensation of penetrating him over and over built to a mind-emptying crescendo of delight. He clutched Kellen's knees and let Kellen ride him until he could no longer resist the pleasure and orgasm swept him away. He came to his senses to find the front of his shirt and his exposed belly drenched in Kellen's cum.

“You seem to have enjoyed that.”

“I did.” Kellen smiled affectionately at him. “I think you did too. I can feel your satisfaction running out of my ass already.”

“It was very satisfying.”

Kellen dismounted him slowly, unbuttoning his shirt as he did so. “Let's adjourn to the bedroom and then it can be your turn.” He dropped his shirt on the floor and favored Zach with a seductive smile. “You can do anything you want to me.”

Zach drew in a ragged breath. That particular look from Kellen could turn him on no matter how many times they had just done it. Kellen started for the bedroom and Zach trailed after him, dropping articles of clothing along the way. “I think I'd like to start with your cock,” he said breathlessly. “I haven't sucked it for days.”

Kellen grinned at him over his shoulder. “I was hoping you would say that. I have wet dreams about your blow jobs.”

Zach licked his lips. “And after that, I'll rim you for an hour or so.”

“Ooh…” Kellen breathed. He crawled onto the bed and rolled onto his back, spreading his legs. “Whatever you see is yours for the rest of the night.”

For a moment, Zach could do nothing but stare. Then he crawled onto the bed and slid Kellen's cock into his mouth.