MMM Pt. 06 - Homework

All characters are above the age of 18.

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I showed up a little late to Patt's frat party, but it wasn't that late yet. I was handed a drink by one of the pledges when I saw Patt talking to some girl.

I downed my drink, ran, and jumped on his back.

"Ow!"

I had bitten his ear. I did again.

He laughed and fumbled, off balance, but quickly righted us.

The girl walked away. Hmph. I glared after her.

Patt wrapped his arms around my legs and pulled me more securely around him.

"It's not what you think."

"I have eyes."

Patt sighed, "Trust us more, angel. Not that it would matter, but you're really barking up the wrong tree. She's a lesbian."

Now, I did feel irrational. I grinned and teased, "You never know, she might go straight for you!"

Patt doubled over laughing. We both fell to the ground. Between breaths of laughter, he patted my thigh and said, "Don't let Elijah hear you say that! He'll give us another speech."

"Speaking of, where is he?"

"I heard some of the brothers ask him to play drinking games in the basement. I don't know why he didn't rush. He fits in seamlessly."

We slowly walked down the hallway towards the basement stairs, nursing our drinks. With his free hand, Patt held my hand. I twined our fingers together. It felt nice.

"I think it's because of the alcohol." Elijah drank but he never got drunk. He never lost control. I mean he was a dare devil, didn't think most things through, and would pretty much take any bet for $5, but he never lost himself with alcohol, let alone other substances. "I get the feeling his dad was an alcoholic and verbally bashed on him and his mom before he walked out on them." He's also the oldest of 7! And was the oldest by quite a few years, so I think he took the brunt of it, trying to protect his siblings, and was more of a father figure to them than their dad.

Patt raised his eyebrows in surprise. "He's never talked to me about that."

"He hasn't to me either, but just putting together things he's said offhandedly in the past, that's what I've inferred."

"We should talk to him about that sometime. When he's ready."

"Agreed. Aaaanyways, that was a heavy topic for a frat party on Friday night."

Patt held up his red solo cup. "Cheers!"

"Cheers!" We chugged our drinks. I threw mine on the hardwood and stomped on it. That was one of my favorite parts. I grinned wide at Patt. He threw his down and gave an 'after you' gesture. I crunched his too.

"Thanks!" I let go of his hand to wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his cheek.

His arms circled my waist and pulled me closer against him. I found his mouth. He let me lick inside him as I wanted for a few moments before completely taking over the kiss. I melted against him. Our hard dicks rubbed against each other. His hands slipped under the waist of my pants to grip my ass cheeks and lift my body against his to better align our dicks. Hmmmm.

He half carried me through a door next to us. He briefly paused to lock it behind us. We were in some sort of costume and decorations closet.

I pushed him against the door, kissing down his neck.

"Are you smelling me?" He asked.

"Yeah, I love how you smell. Your cologne is nice, but your skin smells so manly." I ran my nose to the juncture where his neck meets his shoulder and gave him a big lick followed by a bite.

"Hmh! Damn, I love your voice when you're horny angel. And your mouth."

I lifted his shirt to kiss his pecs and abs. Yum. I fell to my knees and rubbed my face against his groin through his pants. I mouthed the length of him. His thighs were tense under my hands. His button came undone with a pop.

I started by ignoring his gorgeous, pulsing cock to lick his balls. I sucked each one in my mouth and rolled my tongue around them. Patt gasped. His hands clawed the door behind him.

I wanted his thick length in my mouth. I wanted it to stretch my lips and lay heavy against my tongue as I worked his sensitive underside. So, that's what I did. He groaned my name, running his hands over my face and through my hair. I liked when he couldn't help but pull my hair. I hummed around him, and his hips thrust into my mouth.

"Sorry, I- your mouth just feels too good!" He thrusted earnestly, and I sucked as hard as I could. "Yeaaahh, ugh, just like that!"

I palmed my dick straining in my jeans.

Patt pulled my head back until I was suckling his cock head. "Twirl your tongue around it- ugh! Fuck!" He thrust back down my throat without warning.

I took myself out. I stroked my dick with one hand and pulled on Patt's balls with my other as he face fucked me. My eyes watered from the pleasure.

"Are you going to come from sucking me off?"

He pulled me off his cock. Saliva made a line from his cock to my lips. "Fuuuck." He brought me back for a few thrusts and pulled me back again.

"Suck your finger, make it nice and wet." I did as I was told without thinking.

He resumed slowly thrusting in my mouth. "Look at me." When had my eyes slipped shut? "Rub your hole, angel." I reached back. Hmm, this is what I was missing. "Good, now slip your finger in, yeaahh, you like being filled, and finger fuck yourself like Elijah's cock would fill you." I moaned, sucking him harder as his pumps increased, matched his pace in my hole, and jerked myself.

"Add a second finger," Patt panted.

It didn't take long. I built, built, built, and flew off the edge with a shout that was silenced with Patt's cock shoving all the way in me. Yes! I barely tasted his come. It shot right down the back of my throat directly to my insides. I didn't lose a drop of it. Meanwhile, my come splattered Patt's shoes and the floor around them. Dang, this was dirty in a closet with people passing on the other side of the door.

Patt slid down. He pulled me against him and kissed my forehead. We cooled down with our soft, wet dicks out still.

A few minutes later, Patt grabbed my dick and adjusted my underwear and jeans back on, zipping and buttoning me and everything. His hand on me caused my dick to twitch. He put himself together next.

We found Elijah playing drinking games and dominating as usual. I mean, you're not getting drunk if you're winning them. He shouted for me to join his team then did a double take and ran to crush me in a hug.

"Fuck, I missed it." I winked at Patt. "Can't wait for the retelling of it later." He kissed the top of my head.

"How can you tell?"

"You look blissed out, babe."

I blushed.

The rest of the party and weekend were filled with games, laughter, and sex that left me deliciously sore on Monday.

......

It was a regular school night when the guys walked into my room without warning! They didn't text in advance. They didn't knock on the door. They just waltzed in and made themselves comfortable!

They had seen me worse, but now... recently, I felt more self-conscious around them. I wanted to look good at all times.

Frustrated during the practice questions I'd been working on, I knew my hair was probably standing up every which way from running my hands through it. I tried to smooth it out. My glasses! I smacked my face, checking if they were on.

Chuckling, Elijah asked, "Brycen, what are you doing? Has physics as a major finally broken your brain?"

"Aaahh, no! I just didn't know you're coming over." I ran my hands through my hair again.

Elijah, that jerk, ruffled my hair!

"Hey!"

He just laughed in response and did it again. I actually loved it when he played with my hair. I leaned into his touch.

"What's going on with you?" He asked.

"You guys didn't give me any warning you were coming over," I mumbled.

Patt paused, "Why would we do that?"

I just pouted.

I was studying sitting on my fluffy rug, so Elijah plopped down and sat on my textbook!

"What are-"

"Why would we need to give you a heads up to visit? We never have before."

"I... I want to look good for you guys, and you caught me at a bad time."

"You always look good to us!"

"But my hair is sticking up."

"Babe, your hair is always sticking up in someplace, whether it's while we play tennis, you do homework, or while we fuck."

"Oh."

"And it looks good on you, because you're so put together otherwise. A stray lock here and there is cute."

"Oh... I've also always hated how I look in glasses."

"You look sexy in glasses!" Patt smiled warmly in that way that melted me.

"Thank you, guys." I was being silly. We were always like this.

"Plus, it's too late! We've already seen you in at your most ridiculous!" And there it was. I guess there was less of a learning curve when best friends turned to... lovers, I guess.

"Like the time you got stuck in a tree upside down."

"Or the time you couldn't stop throwing up at one of my frat parties," Patt so helpfully added.

Elijah laughed. "Or a couple weeks ago when you were hanging over the edge of a hot tub with your naked butt in the air! Damn that was tempting."

"Okay, okay, I get it! Now, please get off my homework."

Elijah rolled off.

"What are you working on?"

"I have an exam next week for one of my classes that'll look really good if I get a good grade when I apply for my physics PhD."

Elijah wiggled his eyebrows. "Does that mean we'll be sleeping with a doctor? That's hot!"

We laughed together at his ridiculousness.

"It's also probably not the best time to hang out now. I've kind of hit a roadblock in trying to understand some of the later chapters in the book. I'm a little stressed out and not in the best mood." I scooted back and lifted to sit on the edge of the couch.

"Sounds like you need a break." Patt sat on the rug between me and Elijah.

"I don't know if I have time for one!"

"It'll do you good." Patt shifted to a sitting position between my legs and went for the waist band of my shorts.

For the second time that night, I tried to ask, "What are y-"

Patt easily slipped off my shorts and underwear and licked my soft dick, which immediately started filling at his attentions and the irresistible view of him on his knees for me.

"Hmm! Seriously, I don't have time for this! Ah!" He suckled the tip and then some. He looked so hot! He kept looking up at me as swirled his tongue around me and bobbed his head, taking more of me. He was getting good at this. Well, he was always good, but now, he could deep throat me like a pro.

He momentarily popped off to say, "Sucking you from soft to almost bursting is my new favorite thing."

I moaned in response as he wrapped his lips back around me. "I- I'm not about to burst."

Patt quirked an eyebrow up at me. Uh oh. He sucked and swirled my head a few times before taking me deep enough in his throat for me to hit the back off it.

"Ahh! So good! I'm going to come!"

Patt pulled off. I whined. He gave me a told you so look. I whined more.

"So delicious and shameless," he teased.

My dick was deep red, sticking straight up, asking for release. A drop of precome built at the top. Patt licked it up. "Ah!"

I was so on edge, the next thing I knew, I'm on my hands and knees with Elijah's beautiful, pumping cock in my face and Patt's fingers twisting and stretching my hole. My mouth was watering from the pleasure.

"Give me your cock, Elijah. I want to choke on it."

"Fuck, babe!" He slipped into my awaiting wet mouth. He thrust all the way in on one go. I focused on relaxing my throat. He was so thick. My eyes teared up. Elijah tried to pull back, but I grabbed his butt and pulled him back deeper. "Baabeee," he groaned huskily.

I was starting to feel lightheaded when he finally pulled back, allowed me a few breaths and thrust all the way back in.

Patt brushed my prostate, I hummed around Elijah. My dick jerked. Patt repeated his massage on my prostate. Elijah pumped in and out of me. Patt reached around to my dick and tapped the head. "Mhmph!" He stroked me, building me up, then returned to my hole. I grabbed my dick as soon as he let go, unable to not rub myself.

Patt smacked his cock against my hole a few times as if taking aim and thrust into me. No build up whatsoever, but synchronized, the guys pounded into me from both sides!

I screamed around Elijah, who shoved deeper, cutting off my sound. He pulled out to ask, "Whose cocks do you need shoved in you, filling you up?"

"Yours and Patt's." My voice was so hoarse.

I was rewarded with Patt pounding me from behind and Elijah shoving back in my mouth. I felt so full! All my nerve endings were firing.

"Fuuuck, I love your perky ass," Patt squeezed an ass cheek in appreciation.

"Babe! I love your wet mouth and lips."

"I love your warmth."

"I love your bright energy."

"Fuck, you're smart, too, angel."

"And how bubbly you are."

"I love how you love life."

These guys were so overwhelming! Every compliment speared through me. I couldn't even reply, stuffed from both sides, besides sucking and squeezing harder. My hand flew over my dick. I was right there! I was going to come! I moaned around Elijah's massive cock.

"I love- fuck! I love you!" Elijah said spilling in my mouth, which set off my orgasm.

My ass spasmed around Patt, squeezing. He huffed out, "I love you, Brycen!" And unloaded in my ass. My orgasm continued through him grinding against my ass, making sure every drop got in me deep. Uncontrolled twitches wracked my body. My dick finally sprayed the last of its load.

I leaned against the couch, catching my breath. Should I ask them about what they just said? People said random things during sex all the time. Maybe, I'll just wait for them to bring it up in the future when they're not in the moment. How crushing, though, to hear the words I've wanted to tell them, but they accidentally said them off handed. I sighed.

"What's with that face? Do you not love us back?" Elijah was so blunt!

Patt cut in before I could say anything. "Hey, you don't have to say it back. Whenever you're ready. We know you're ours and that you care about us. That's enough, for now."

"Of course, I love you both you both!" I grabbed Elijah's face with my hands, looking him straight in the eye and pecked his lips. "I love you, Elijah." I did the same to Patt. "I love you, Patt." I grabbed both of their hands. "I've felt this way for a while but didn't think you did."

"You always think the worst of us." I opened my mouth, but Elijah continued. "But that's okay, we'll just have to keep proving ourselves to you each day." He kissed my cheek with a smacking sound. I giggled.

......

With the curve, I did well on my exam. I was exhausted afterwards but was met with a rude awakening the next day.

"Wake up! Wake up! Hurry!" Elijah startled me. He was frantically knocking on my bedroom door.

It freaked me out, so I grabbed the first clothes I could find, athletic shorts and a t-shirt. I pulled open the door out of breath.

"What's wrong?"

"Good! You're awake and ready. Let's go to the gym."

"O M G. It's 6 am. On a weekend. Whyyyyy. I hate you."

"You looove me."

"I do." I pecked him on the lips.

"I love you, too," he said.

Since I wasn't going to be able to go back to sleep at this point, I begrudgingly followed him to the gym.

We played a few rounds of racquetball. You'd think tennis would translate over, and it did a little, but Elijah won by a landslide. I blamed the hour and my lack of sleep, of course.

After, he dragged me to the actual gym. Elijah went directly for the weights. I stretched first.

He was wearing a loose tank, leaving none of his muscles to the imagination as he continued his work out. They bulged and grew under the strain of his motions.

I jogged on the treadmill some, then moved to the matts to do pushups and sit ups. Plus, I had a better view of Elijah from here. He was lifting a lot now. Wow, his arms are amazing! And his chest. Am I going crazy? Even his neck muscles are hot.

He caught me staring and winked, which sent a zing directly to my dick. Oh shit, I was getting hard watching him but couldn't look away! Sweat beaded down the planes of his corded muscles. I wanted to lick them. He looked like he was carved from stone. I tried to discreetly cover my boner, which only got bigger.

I can't believe I was getting hard at the gym! There were always attractive guys, but I hadn't ever been in this situation where I didn't know how I was going to walk by everyone to leave without looking like a perv!

There's still time. I just have to unglue my eyes from this fantasy of a man.

He reached down and adjusted himself! I barely held in my moan. He looked at me and did it again. He was baiting me on purpose!

He walked over. "Ready to get going?"

"I'm going to need a minute before getting up."

"Why's that?" He asked mocking.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You know why, you jerk."

He leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Hmm, should I jerk you off in the locker rooms?" My mouth fell open.

"Oh damn! I was kidding, there's way too many people there, but now I might anyways."

I turned red. "You go ahead. I'll be right there."

"Babe, you look so needy. I'm this close to fucking you right here," he growled.

"Elijah!!"

"Fine, fine, I'm going to call Patt and tell him what a horny bunny you are. He should meet us back at your place in 30."

"Yeah..."

"Fuck, you're blissed out. Focus, babe, I'll fuck you so good when we get back, promise."

"You're not helping right now! Go, please!"

"Okay, okay." He finally walked off.

I drank the cool water from my bottle and dumped the rest of it on my head. I was able to walk over a few minutes later.

But, I now had a new fantasy I wanted to try with the guys. Why should they always get to choose? Next time, it was my pick!