Boys Will Be Boys

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Boys will be boys.

The saying dates back to the late fifteen hundreds, which goes some way in proving how long boys, have in fact, been boys. The term never really meant much to me, not until I started college, anyway.

In all my nineteen years, I've questioned my sexuality only once when an interesting ordeal occurred a long time ago. Since then, I guess I've never really considered it much. As well as that, I came from a relatively small town, and the only gay guy I actually knew was my own cousin, so I wasn't very educated on the whole thing, either.

Starting college was like starting my life all over again. I was in a new city, in a new state, and seemingly, in a new world. I suppose I was pretty popular back in high school, which is somewhat expected when you play on any sports team that's worth its weight, but in college, it felt like everybody was starting from scratch.

Naturally, I found myself drawn toward the sporty guys, and believe me, there were no shortage of sport freaks on campus. Everywhere I looked, young men of all shapes and sizes scurried around like gym rats with their protein shakes, gym bags and general angry expressions. It took me just a couple of weeks before I was able to cement myself into a group of athletes, and everything went pretty smoothly after that.

Most of them knew each other from high school, so there was something of a clique which I noticed almost instantly. It wasn't particularly obvious, but I could see that some of the group had their own inside jokes, funny memories that the rest of us were oblivious to, and other similar things, but I wasn't too bothered.

I'd always been a pretty confident guy, and I guess it was helped by the fact that I was rather handsome, or so I'd been told. My last girlfriend said I looked like an Australian surfer dude, and I took that as a compliment, whether it was meant as one or not.

The cliques didn't intimidate me. In fact, they made me more eager to break into them, so I found myself hanging out with the smaller groups more and more, in a bid to become privy to the inside jokes and funny memories.

One such group was made up of four guys. Kaden was this super athletic black guy who had almost made it to the olympics for track. He was the same age as me, and had this quiet yet somewhat cold personality. He didn't say much, but I reckoned that he was so focused on being the best at everything that he didn't really have time for talking.

Jace was your typical high school wrestler who peaked the previous year when he won some state championship, and he hadn't stopped speaking about it since. My guess, was that Jace had spent his teenage years mercilessly bullying anybody who wasn't exactly like him.

Colton was admittedly the most attractive young man I'd ever seen, and he knew it, too. He was built like a sculpted statue, with beefy arms and a shredded body, and it just seemed like every part of him was perfect. Now, like I say, I'm very comfortable in my sexuality, so I can appreciate a good looking guy when I see one, and Colton was certainly good looking.

He had black, messy hair that was a little long, but suited him perfectly. He was taller than the rest of us by a few inches at least, and it was extremely rare to see him without a pretty young woman under his arm, and the identity of said woman usually changed by the hour.

Lastly, there was Max. He was an interesting guy, because unlike all the rest of us, Max was incredibly lazy when it came to doing anything even remotely physical. He was the type of guy that preferred to party and spend his days curled up in bed, rather than work out or play sport. Astonishingly, he also had one of the best physiques in the pack, which was down to pure luck with a sprinkle of great genetics. It was difficult to get Max to the gym, but on the day that everything changed, that is exactly where we were.

"I'm good, bro. I'm good!" Jace growled, his face turning purple as the barbell weighed down on his broad shoulders.

Colton let him continue unaided as the rest of us watched. He'd been trying to hit this weight for weeks, and if I didn't know any better, I would have told him to give up. Jace wasn't traditionally strong. He was slender and lean, but he refused to acknowledge that, so it was likely that he was going to end up crushing himself one of these days.

"FUCK!" He barked, dropping the heavy weights onto the ground with a crashing thud, "I nearly had it, man!"

Colton smirked, knowing full well that he most certainly did not nearly have it, and then he did something that made me gawp.

"I bet that gave you a chub, huh?" He sniggered, and wrapped his hand around Jace's crotch, squeezing gently and actively trying to work out if his childhood buddy had a boner.

My eyes widened as I scanned the rest of the group, but neither of them seemed even vaguely bothered by the bizarre scene before us.

Was it me? Was I the weird one for not finding this completely normal? His hand was still there, for Christ's sake?! He continued to gauge Jace's level of arousal, and Jace stood proudly with his hands on his hips and let him.

"Told you" Jace eventually said, when Colton let go, "it's a myth".

"Nah bro" Colton scoffed, "I get a horn every time I lift heavy".

"That's the problem" Kaden chuckled, "he ain't lifting heavy".

Jace glared, the others laughed, and I remained completely confused by the entire ordeal.

I decided to let the whole thing go, but I couldn't help but find it extremely strange. Don't get me wrong, if the guys were gay then good for them, but I knew the weren't, and what I had seen, was not straight behaviour at all. I pushed it out of my mind, but it continued to niggle away at me.

Two days later is when things took another turn. Max and I sat in his dorm room which he shared with some other guy who'd gone away for the week. We were just chilling out, shooting the shit and having a normal time until he walked into the bathroom and returned a moment later, completely naked.

I stared at him. I couldn't help but glance down at his large appendage, but the question on my mind was what the fuck is going on here?

"Rebecca said I was a grower" he told me, looking down at his cock, "but I think I'm more of a shower, what do you think?"

I couldn't believe my eyes. Max tugged at his foreskin, fluffing his cock up even more, and eyed me as though this was completely normal for him.

"What?" He asked, "you think grower, too?"

I shook my head slightly. Whether Max was a grower or a shower was not what I cared about. What I cared about was why he was so freaking comfortable asking me.

He peeled his foreskin back and looked at himself in the full length mirror next to me. He studied his genitals intently, and cocked a brow.

"Are you cut?" He asked nonchalantly, "sometimes I think I'd look better cut, but I don't really know. Rebecca says she likes the extra skin. What do you think?"

What do I think? I think that this is the most absurd thing I've ever witnessed! Is what I wanted to say, but I couldn't find the words, so I just shrugged.

"You do you, man" I said, with a dry mouth.

I turned my attention back toward my phone and hoped that Max would quickly get dressed so I could forget this had ever happened, but he didn't. Instead, he turned his back for a minute and gasped happily a second later.

"Look!" He almost demanded, "I think I'm a grower and a shower" he stated proudly, and before my brain could warn my eyes, they were already on the meaty erection which bobbed inches from my face.

"Jesus, man" I spat, kicking him backwards, "don't get so close with that thing".

He cocked a brow as though I was the weird one, and simply shrugged as he waved his large cock at me. "Do you like your own dick?" He asked, watching his own, "I used to think it was a bit gay to like my own dick, but you gotta admit, bro, I have a nice dick".

I was beginning to wonder how normal this little clique that I'd joined actually was. None of them seemed to be gay, yet so far, three out of four of them had baffled me with their antics. It seemed that Kaden was the only one who wasn't interested in the whole thing. Or so I thought.

Friday nights were beer nights. Max was the only one who was twenty-one, so he was tasked with buying the booze, and considering that his dorm was free for the week, we all bunked in there and got the party started.

Some nights we went out, some nights we stayed in, but almost every night, a number of young women would be invited back and at least one of us would end up sneaking off with one of them for an evening of drunken sex.

"Do you shave your asshole?" Colton asked everyone, "I shaved my asshole yesterday and dude, it feels like heaven!"

I watched, as did the others, as Colton dragged his shorts down, lay back on the bed, lifted his legs and gave us all a front row ticket to his smooth, pink butt hole. I grimaced and covered the sight with my hand, but the others stared intently.

"Damn" Max said, "that looks good, bro!"

"Yeah, I tried it once and nearly cut my balls off, so I ain't trying that shit again" Kaden sniggered, drinking, "looks sweet though".

Was I missing something? Did these men realise that they were complimenting another man's asshole? I was becoming more and more astonished by the second.

"Smells good, too" Colton continued, and ran his finger across his asshole and inhaled it deeply.

"What the fuck?!" I finally snapped, and everybody turned to me as Colton sat back up and let his fat cock rest between his muscular thighs.

"What?" He asked, his finger still under his nose.

I looked around at them, and they all seemed as confused as Colton.

"Are you guys gay or something?" I asked, feeling like I was going completely insane. "Like, whatever if you are, I don't care, but this is... This is fucked up".

"Gay?" Max scoffed, "I ain't gay, I have a girlfriend".

"Yeah" Jace nodded, "me too".

I shook my head. The confusion was beginning to physically hurt.

"Speaking of gay, though" Kaden continued, as though my question was the most ridiculous thing in the world, "I heard head from a guy is better than head from a girl, because guys know what other guys want".

My mouth fell open, but nobody was looking at me anymore. I stared from Kaden to Colton, from Colton to Jace and from Jace to Max, and not one of them looked even mildly creeped out.

"I ain't even fucking around, man" he said, "I'll suck a dick if one of ya'll sucks mine after".

I laughed loudly, but I was the only one who did.

"I'm down" Jace shrugged, "I haven't gotten good head since high school, so your boy is desperate over here". The others chuckled.

"I'll do it if you guys do" Max shrugged, and I finally called a stop to the madness.

"Do you guys hear yourselves?" I asked seriously, "you're contemplating sucking each other off?! Does that not seem a little fucking gay to you?!"

I wasn't even angry at the idea of the act itself, I was angry that these guys seemed to think it was completely normal to do this as straight men.

"Damn bro, you need to chill the fuck out for once" Colton said, "we're not living in the freaking twenties, man".

"Yeah, you're giving some homophobic vibes, my guy" Kaden added, and I closed my eyes and gave up.

"Fine" I sighed, "suck each other off, do whatever you want, but I'm not getting..."

My voice trailed off as I heard the sound and turned to see Max with his pants already around his knees, and Colton sucking his flaccid cock. He was laughing hysterically, bending forward and holding Colton's head between his legs, and Colton seemed to be forcefully sucking his member into his mouth.

"That fucking tickles, man!" He howled, his eyes watering from the laughter, "oh shit, oh shit, no do that again with your tongue!" He added, calming down slightly and laying back on his elbows. "Oh fuck yeah! That's the shit, bro!"

"Let me see!" Kaden demanded, pulling Colton's shoulder back so he had a good look at what the young man was doing with his mouth.

Once again, I was dumbfounded. I considered getting up and leaving, but truthfully, I couldn't take my eyes off the sight. It wasn't that I was enjoying it, but I'd never seen anything as fucked up in my entire life. This wasn't a simple case of a couple of closeted gay guys having secret homosexual romps, this was a bunch of completely straight men sucking dick for nothing more than a bit of a laugh.

"Alright, alright, you do me" Colton said, letting Max's wet cock slap back against his groin, and the young man was as hard as a rock.

Colton slid his pants down again, and turned his body toward Kaden who got to one knee and grimaced. "You've got underwear fluff on your dick, man" he growled, and began wiping it off with his own t-shirt.

When the young man's smooth cock was suitably cleaned, Kaden picked it up between his thumb and forefinger and sampled it with his tongue.

"That actually don't taste too bad" he laughed, "why are these chicks always complaining, then?"

Colton shrugged as he watched Kaden take his cock into his mouth and suck. The room fell silent for a moment, other than the wet slurps, and then the young wrestler sighed and began moaning softly.

I was ashamed of myself. I watched the scene unfold, and found myself eyeing all of the dicks that I could see. It was blowing my fucking mind, but the most confusing part was that my own cock was beginning to stir inside my pants.

"You're missing out, bro" Max grinned to me, as Colton turned his attention back to Max's cock and began sucking it whilst Kaden sucked his.

In the hour that followed, I pretended to scroll through my phone whilst my four straight friends took turns sucking each other off. Kaden sucked Colton whilst Jace sucked him, then moved to Max whilst Max sucked Jace and moved to Kaden. It was a constant, rotating wheel of wet, messy blowjobs and long, hard cocks.

"I'm gonna cum!" Kaden finally announced with a gasp, and Jace pulled the large black cock from his throat and aimed it at his sweaty chest.

"Not in my mouth, you're not" he joked, as thick streams of sperm gushed from the man and splashed across his body.

"Oh fuck!" He groaned, and it was soon followed by an anguished moan from Max who burst ropes of cum against Kaden's face.

"You fucking moron!" Kaden whimpered, as he continued cumming, "you're fucking gross, man!"

Cum exploded in every direction. Colton blasted his load across his stomach, Jace added to it and the two of them orgasmed together, and by the time it was finished, I was desperately horny and extremely jealous that I hadn't been involved at all. I guess I only had myself to blame.

"So what's the verdict?" Max asked breathlessly, as they all began to mop up the sperm and dress.

"Definitely better than a chick" Colton nodded, and the others agreed intently.

"I concur!" Max grinned. "Anyone hungry?"

As the young college students grabbed their coats, I sat there with a large wet patch in my pants and considered everything that had just happened. Maybe I did like this little clique, and maybe I didn't have to be gay to have fun with them, because I guess the saying was true after all;

Boys will be boys.