Disclaimer: These stories are purely fictitious and the events and scenarios are as well. I try to touch on some real, meaningful experiences of Greek Life but the sex in these stories are based on fantasy with some realistic scenarios involving Fraternity Life for context. Make of that what you will. I don’t own the photos and videos featured on this story and I do not represent any official fraternal entities in any official capacity.
This story serves as a follow up to a previous story, ‘Crossing All The Boundaries’. Make sure you check that out before proceeding!
It was 1:50AM and I found myself irritated, waiting for the next 10 minutes to fly by so I could finally go home, smoke a blunt and chill. I was sitting in at my desk at work (I worked as a Resident Desk Attendant overnight on campus) when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Upon pulling it out, I found myself smiling as I saw who was hitting my line.
It was Jalen, my frenemy and the best friend of my now possible ex-girlfriend, Vanity Daniels.
These past four weeks have been rough. The argument between Vanity and I had become something bigger than it should have. I didn’t have plans to end things, as we constantly argued but Vanity had gone off the deep end. After our argument, she called herself blowing up my phone line, trying to argue some more – unfortunately, I was pre-occupied, too busy feeding Jalen my ____. Vanity didn’t take being ignored lightly, opting to air out our relationship drama via a 5 minute snapchat rant later that afternoon, thrusting us into the forefront of campus drama.
I’m not the type of nigga to do drama, so when I finally checked my phone after hooking up with Jalen to see that everyone on campus was gossiping about my relationship, I decided to cut Vanity off. She’d tried to get a reaction out of me, and she got the one she didn’t see coming – I blocked that bitch on everything. Facebook, Instagram, Twitter. I couldn’t avoid seeing her on campus (as we ran in the same circles) but I was doing everything in my power to ignore that hoe until she apologized.
Vanity was too consumed with herself and bringing in a new line of Delta women, so she acted as if she was above acknowledging her wrongdoing. Her line sisters and chapter sorors called themselves supporting her by not speaking to me in public, but I secretly knew that most of them didn’t care about Vanity. Many of them spent a lot of their free time sliding in my DM’s (Direct Messages) on Instagram trying to see if I was indeed on the market and looking for a new girlfriend. I ignored all of the messages (at the advice of my four line brothers), knowing better than to taste the forbidden fruit that were her sorority sisters. That would bring additional unwanted attention to myself and my chapter.
In the meantime, I’d continued living my life. That means that I was too busy going to class, working, handling Kappa business and fucking hoes to worry about her and her antics. Plus, I had first-hand knowledge that she had high hopes that we’d eventually reconcile things between us.
How did I know that you ask? Easy. Jalen told me.
Try as he might, Jalen was getting attached to hooking up with me. I could tell that he was conflicted with the idea that we were even hooking up behind Vanity’s back but with the passing of each day, he became more hooked on me and my energy. More importantly, my dick.
After Jalen sucked my dick in his living room, he didn’t talk to me for a week, in public or private. He initially kept his distance, regretting what happened between us and when he found out about Vanity’s subsequent meltdown the next day, he further isolated himself from me. I couldn’t blame him his friendship with Vanity was one that was over 10 years. I’d put him in a complicated position, even though I had just as much to risk as he did.
What’s the difference between himself and I? I didn’t care. I didn’t want him to be my nigga or anything, I just wanted to fuck. We were both DL, so whatever happened between us was always going to stay between us. It was that simple. I’d told him that multiple times via snapchat (since he’d stopped responding to my texts) but he wasn’t fucking with me.
After a week of ignoring my texts and turning whenever he saw me entering a room, he finally decided to text me and the conversation took a turn that I didn’t expect.
When we first hooked up, I told him that he’d eventually want to mess around, and I was right. A week after telling me that what we did was a mistake and avoiding me, he was now clearly curious to fuck with a nigga. I knew he’d eventually be curious to see what it was like to fuck with me. I was curious to see how far things would go between us that night.
I got home, and I took a quick shower to make sure I was fresh. Plus, it was well after midnight so I wanted to be alert. The shower woke me up. I threw on some black briefs, grey sweatpants and decided to let that be it – there wasn’t any point in putting on a full outfit, only to possibly take it all off in a few minutes.
I was checking myself out in the mirror when I heard someone knocking on my front door – Jalen had arrived. I quickly made my way to the front door, rubbing my hands mischievously as I anticipated what the night would bring.
I opened the door and I almost fainted at the sight before me. Jalen was standing there, wearing the same grey shorts, a white t-shirt and a thin grey jacket. I stepped aside to let him in. He walked past me slowly, and I couldn’t resist – I grabbed a handful of that ass.
As soon as he felt my hand gripping his ass, he looked over his shoulder and smiled nervously.
“What’s good?” I asked him, smirking.
“Shit, I don’t know, you tell me?” he asked, unsure of what to expect.
“Let’s take it to the room and figure it out.” I suggested.
“Marquis…I’m not sure about this…” he said, walking towards my bedroom.
“Shhhhh….” Let’s just go smoke a blunt or two and see what happens.” I said, gripping the small of his back and guiding him towards my bedroom.
I was amazed with myself. All it took was passing two blunts and I had Jalen laying on my bed, making his ass shake in front of me. We’d spent the last hour smoking and talking about everything.
While Vanity and I had been processing our situation, he’d been going through hell himself. He was forced to hear all of Vanity’s frustrations and revenge plots against me. He was also battling the guilt that came with what had gone down between him. After we finished our first blunt, he admitted that he kept replaying what went down between us in his mind. That shit was an immediate ego boost – to know that he woke up and went to sleep with the thought of having my dick in his mouth again really turned me on. The more he talked, the more I felt my dick getting hard.
At this point, it was clear to me that we were going to mess around. I was laying on my back beside him, watching him as he lay on his stomach, making his ass shake. He laughed as he took a long pull from the blunt.
“You still feel bad for being here?” I asked him.
“Man Marquis, why you gotta ask me that? You know this shit is foul.” Jalen said, frowning.
“But you’re here. You asked to come here. So of course, I have to ask if you feel bad for being here…especially when you approached me. You know what I’m about, I’m trying to see what you’re about.” I said, reminding him that we were both in the wrong.
Jalen sighed out of frustration. He pulled the blunt from my fingertips, took another long pull from the blunt. Without saying anything, he leaned over me and pressed his lips into mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I instantly accepted his tongue, feeling our tongues wrestle as he shotgunned the smoke from his last pull into my mouth.
He pulled himself back as I released the smoke that he’d shared and I smiled. At that point, I knew it was on.
At that point, I got on my knees and pushed him flat onto the bed. I yanked his track shorts and briefs down in one instance (with him assisting in moving his legs so they could come off). This left him lying in front of me, completely nude. Damn, his ass was so plump & juicy. I took my sweatpants and briefs off and I crawled on top of him, sitting behind him (with my dick pointing towards his ass). He looked over his shoulder as I reached for his ass.
“What so you just gonna play with it?” he asked.
“I’m gonna do more than that.” I said, smiling. Using both of my hands, I spread his ass, raveling his tight asshole. He made that shit wink at me, which was hot. He looked back at me again, almost as if he were trying to send a message to me.
I ran my fingers up and down the crack, realizing that he was already moist. As much as I wanted to taste that ass and eat him out, I didn’t have all of the patience for that. I wanted to be up in him NOW. I reached over to my dresser, grabbed a condom and some lube and got ready to get this shit going.
To save time, Jalen grabbed the lube from me and lubed his ass up while I rolled the condom onto my dick. He then passed me the condom. For extra measure, I squirted some lube onto my hands, massaged it up and down the length of my dick and I ready to go.
“Let’s do this shit nigga.” I said as I started grinding my dick on his fat booty.
Jalen didn’t say anything. I leaned down and kissed his neck, causing him to moan softly like a bitch. Jalen started backing his ass up on my dick. I continued to suck the back of his neck as I gripped his waist.
I felt my dick poking at the entrance to his asshole and before I knew it, the tip of my dick was entering his asshole. I felt him tense up and try to push me out, which in return made me grip his waist tighter so I could ease him into taking this dick. We’d come too far for him to back out.
“Ooh, shit.” He softly moaned as I slowly fed him my dick. I felt his tight walls gripping my dick, which let me know this wasn’t something he did often. I was trying to go slow, so Jalen could get comfortable but after 5 minutes of this, I didn’t even have half of my dick up in him.
I pulled out of him and flipped him onto his back.
“My bad, I’m tight as hell.” He said, his eyes watering.
“You’re good, I’m about to get you loose.” I said, raising his legs in the air. He wrapped them around me as I aimed my dick towards his asshole. I grabbed the lube and added more for extra assistance.
This time, I wasn’t patient, I gripped his waist and fed him the length of my dick. He was squirming and moaning under me (calling me daddy and shit) as I worked my way into him. After a few minutes, I felt my pubes brushing against his asshole. He finally had every inch of my dick up in him.
I looked up into Jalen’s face to see how he was dealing and I smirked. Jalen had tensed up and it looked like at any moment, tears would begin to roll down his face. Just when I was about to ask if he was okay, I felt him pushing his ass in my direction.
“Damn, this shit is big. I ain’t never had a dick this big.” He moaned, sounding like he was battling pain and pleasure.” Jalen said as I began to thrust into him.
“Mmmm, I bet.” I said as I leaned down and took his right nipple into my mouth. I sucked on his nipple to calm him down. It worked, because he relaxed and loosened up, making the fuck more enjoyable for the both of us. At that point, it was a wrap. I began banging that ass out. I had Jalen moaning, screaming and scratching my back up as I fucked him hard and deep. His legs started to shake and without any warning, nut shot from his dick.
“Fuck, I’m coming!” Jalen yelled as his dick shot four large shots of cum onto my abs and chest,
The shit was hot as fuck.
Watching Jalen cum from getting fucked was about to send me over the edge, I felt my nuts tightening up, so I pulled out of his ass and told him to open his mouth.
Jalen did as I told him, raising himself up on his elbows and he opened his mouth. I quickly snatched the condom off, just in time for me to aim my dick towards his face as I finally bust my nut, sending a few thick shots of cum onto Jalen’s face, coating his tongue and lips. Jalen had lust in his eyes as he licked his lips, cleaning the mess that I’d made. I fell on my back, drained from what was probably the best sex that I’d had in a minute.
In the days that followed us finally fucking, Jalen changed quite a bit. After we fucked, we both agreed to keep what we did on the down low. I didn’t expect him to not remain friends with Vanity but it was clearly not in his best interests to let her know that me and him were still cool. I decided that for now, it would be best for us to only link up after hours. We agreed to not speak on campus, as most people would assume that we weren’t on speaking terms since me and Vanity weren’t speaking. It just made sense.
In the meantime, we continued to fuck. I could tell that Jalen was trying to convince himself that he wasn’t doing anything wrong. While Vanity cried on his shoulder and leaned on him for support, he was riding the very dick that she craved. That’s what friends are for, right? To listen to you cry while you suck their boyfriend’s dick.
I laughed to myself, thinking about the last few weeks when my alarm went off, signalizing that my shift at the area desk was over. I was free to finally go back to my apartment and get some rest.
I checked my text from Jalen.
I smiled to myself as I texted him back. I’d had a long day, so a good round of fucking was exactly what I needed.
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