Chapter 3 - Jeremy
The cool shower felt refreshing as the water washed over my sore body, rinsing the chlorine and cum off of me. My muscles were sore from the work out of the day, first a long swim, followed by a hot fuck with Jack, and then the second round of sex with Adam and Dean. It was a wild ride, and I was feeling worn out, but I needed to rally for this evening. Saturday night at BS West was a must, and with Adam DDing, I wasn't going to let the opportunity pass.
I grabbed the soap and began lathering up my body. Starting with my sore shoulders and neck, I gently massaged the knots at the top of my spine, letting the water help relieve some of the tension. My hands moved down my neck to my shoulders, pressing into the soft tissue and gliding down to my sore, tanned pecs. My chest was sore for the laps in the pool and I pressed my fingers into my muscles, letting the water from the shower glide down my back. I moved down my chest, tweaking my nipples, I moaned a little feeling a shiver run down my body. My hands kept moving, down my stomach, feeling my tight, sore abs, tired from holding my legs in the air while Dean and Adam plowed my hole. My hands came to my trim, toned sides and smoothed the tension down from my torso, across my cut V, to my tight hips. I moved back to my hard, round ass, firm from the years in the pool and my time spent lifting. I pressed against the straining muscles, trying to work out some knots from my glutes, loosening me up for a night of dancing and teasing guys. My fingers moved to my hole, sore from the two big dicks I took earlier. I lathered some gentle soap and started cleaning around my pucker. I started slow, and began to work myself in, feeling my fingers enter the opening of my hole, cleaning out the cum and lube left from the two loads I took today. Gently rubbing my hole, refreshing myself for the night to come. I wasn't planning on hooking up with anyone, but based on the past 24 hours, anything was possible.
My hands left my hole, and moved around to my semi-hard cock. Playing with my ass made me horny again, being a 21-year old twink bottom meant that I was always ready to go. I lathered up and washed my trimmed pubes, washing the remnants of today's escapades from my crotch. I turned in the shower to let the water run down my chest, abs, and down my growing dick. I gently pulled at my cock feeling the water rush over me, the soap trailing down my muscle twink body, across my pecs, down my rippled stomach. I bent over to work down my legs, relieving some of the stress from my aching quads and my rounded calves. Finally I worked the stress down my whole body and out of my toes. My feet weren't huge but fit my swimmer frame. They stayed soft from the pool, I didn't have blisters from running or climbing, just smooth pads and tender inseams, maybe a little dry from the chlorine and desert air.
"Hey Alex! Hurry the fuck up!" Kim was banging on the bathroom door, I stood up and turned off the water.
"What do you want!" I called, brushing the water off my body and reaching for a towel from the hook outside the tub.
"Amanda just got here! We HAVE to talk, you won't believe what happened to her ex!"
Wait, her ex? Did they mean Jack? Amanda already knew about Jack! Fuck! Rumors fly fast in the Greek community, and what the fuck was I going to do? I'm pretty sure I'm the reason Amanda and he broke up. Well and the fact that Jack is gay, but Amanda doesn't know that. Well, maybe she does now. This could get awkward fast, do I tell the truth? These girls do love to gossip... or do I protect Jack? Protect Jack from what? Being a closet case? I don't need this drama, I just want to enjoy this school year and have some fun...
"I'll be right out!" I called through the door, stepping out of the shower, scrunching the towel through my hair and down my chest. I could at least buy a little time while I figure out what to do. I tied the towel around my waist, letting it hang just below by V-cut and looked into the quickly defogging mirror (even indoors, humidity didn't last long). I couldn't help but smile at the way my hair was sticking up everywhere, thick from the chlorine from the pool, my gray-green eyes piercing the mirror, and my boyish features, round cheeks, round eyes, round nose, all looking back at me. I was proud of the way I looked, it may make me cocky, but I felt like I deserved it, at least a little.
But also, I worked hard at looking this good. I reached over for moisturizer and started my skin care routine, rubbing various products into my face to make sure my skin didn't become flaky sandpaper in the dry dry desert. I continued rubbing lotion down my body, letting my dry skin soak up the moisture, and seeing a chic shine appear across my chest, along my toned arms, all the way down my abs to the top of my towel, I could feel my skin returning to life. God, it felt good looking at myself. I was glad I forced myself to get up this morning and dive in the pool, glad I took care of my body, and definitely glad the guys appreciated it too.
The guys. Jack. What was I going to do? The more I thought about it, the more I agreed with Thomas and Adam: fuck him. I don't mean it that harshly, but really, he needed to deal with this his way. It sucks, it totally sucks, but he made it clear that he wants me to stay away. And denying it? Or faking ignorance? What was that going to help? Allow him to go back into the closet? Was that really what was best?
Maybe it is. Maybe he wants to be the straight frat-bro. I could just deny everything. To be fair, I've been lying about Jack for the past year to Amanda and Kim, I could just keep doing that. Keep the charade up for a little longer while Jack puts his life back together... but what about me? I barely fit into that life as it is. I was always a piece on the side, a fuck buddy, never seen in daylight, or at a fraternity formal. Do I even have a place in his life if he goes back to before? Dammit Jack! Why is this so fucking hard, why can't you just be out?
"ALEX!" Kim called from the kitchen, "We're starting to drink and you're not even out here to spill the tea!"
"I'm coming! Let me get dressed first!" I called back, sighing into the mirror, I shook my head and left the bathroom.
10 minutes later I emerged from my room wearing a black mesh crop-top that resembled a football jersey that got sucked into an Ariana Grande concert, and a pair of tight white shorts that came midway down my thigh and hugged my ass in all the right ways. The outline of my black briefs were silhouetted through my white shorts, with a bold red waistband peeking out the top, contrasting perfectly with my tanned skin. I wore a small gold chain with a cross around my neck which highlighted the low v-neck of my shirt. I debated throwing on a ring or two, but decided against it, not wanting to look like I just walked out of a "get-ready-with-me" tiktok video.
Kim and Amanda were sitting on the couch in the living room, where I had found Kim passed out this morning. Looking at them, you could tell they were best friends, with similar styles, hair, and mannerisms from spending way too much time at sorority meetings. Kim sat with her legs folded under her, her brunette hair in two braids tied behind her head. She wore a shiny black halter top that was laced up the back, showing off her smooth, tanned back. To match, she wore a pair of black short shorts, hugging her hips and accentuating her long, thin legs. Amanda was also in black, but a tight tube top, with her flat stomach exposed, and black skirt that was tight across her round ass and thick legs. A bottle of Tito's and cranberry juice cocktail were on the coffee table, along with three glasses, two almost empty, and one filled to the brim, which I assumed was for me.
"FINALLY!" Kim exclaimed as I sat down in the IKEA chair we brought in from the kitchen table. "Amanda, tell him what Gabby posted in the group chat this afternoon. It's wild!"
"Okay, you won't believe this! But you remember my ex, Jack? The one from the formal last year? Well we broke up because the sex sucked, and now I know why! Apparently, his fraternity brother walked in on him today fucking some random dude!"
"We weren't fucking, we were just making out."
"Isn't it crazy -" Kim started, then broke off, "Wait? What?"
"I mean, we had just finished fucking, but when Tyler walked in, we were making out -"
The scream came in unison, in stereo, "WHAT THE FUCK ALEX!"
Then Kim continued, "You were the random guy he was caught with? When were you going to tell me?!"
And then Amanda, "How long have you been sleeping with him?"
"Okay ladies, calm the eff down. First, yes, it was me who was caught naked with Jack." Kim and Amanda gasped and squealed with delight. Their appetite for juicy gossip was insatiable, and I was about to give them a feast. "Next, I was planning on not telling anyone, ever. But it seems like Tyler is a bigger gossip than y'all, and I'm sure everyone in Greek life knows about what happened. And, Mandy, I'm sorry to break your heart, but we've been hooking up since Jack sucked my cock at your formal last fall."
The two sorority sisters lost it, laughing and gasping for air, almost tossing their drinks all over the couch. Barely formed words and sentences could be made out, "Did you-" "No clue." "No wonder!" "I know, right?" "It makes-" "perfect sense" "Oh my god." They were still laughing when the doorbell rang, glad to have a distraction, I got up to let my friends in.
Thomas, of course, walked in first, with a big metal water bottle in his hand, filled, I assumed, with something that wasn't water. He was wearing a white linen shirt, unbuttoned all the way down to his navel, showing off his big, broad, hairy chest. His shorts were seersucker, completing the summer look with a silk-scarf belt. Two large silver chains rested between his pecs, and he was wearing several white gold "GRWM-style" rings.
"Hey love!" He said as he bent down and kissed my cheek, "What's going on with these two?"
"I just told them about Jack"
