Delta Phi Inc - Part 13

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"Alright, just calm down" I groaned, my junk feeling like it had been set on fire, "it couldn't be that bad, it's lube after all".

"Right" Carter nodded, tears now forming in his eyes as he rubbed his dick and balls, "but where did you get it from, Hell?"

He wasn't wrong. My asshole was burning with such intensity I was sure it would begin to melt at any second.

"Fuck" I gasped, "we need water!"

"Look around, dipshit!" He spat, "can you see any water here?"

As the seconds rolled on, the fiery pain only intensified, and now the pair of us were sweating and had turned a shade of red that didn't look very promising.

"We need to get inside" I whimpered, pounding on the back door once more, but the music still blared through the house.

As the pair of us stood naked in the back yard, desperately trying to figure out how to rid ourselves of the agony, Carter finally nodded.

"We need to go around the front" he said, "now!"

I'd been hoping that he wouldn't say that, but he was right. The only possible way of gaining access to the house was through the front door, and I was certain that if we didn't get this stuff washed off us in the next few minutes, we'd both end up in hospital.

"There's no side entrance" I gawped as the two of us shuffled toward a large, concrete wall.

"No shit" he growled, "and seeing as this was your stupid idea, you can go first!"

Carter leaned forward with his two hands clasped together and I couldn't fault his reasoning. Why did I have to be so stupid?!

I couldn't waste anymore time. I hurried toward him, placed my bare foot in his hands and a moment later, Carter was launching my naked body up the wall. I gripped onto the edge, dragging my junk along the concrete as I pulled myself up, and when I finally got to the top and straddled the wall, my eyes widened.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" She shrieked, and I realised that the frat house was situated directly next to a sorority house, and at least ten young women were doing fucking yoga in the back yard!

"Sorry!" I groaned as a naked Carter joined me.

"You fucking perverts!" One of them screamed, and suddenly we were being attacked with all manner of gardening instruments.

A yard brush beat at my bare butt as I steadied myself on the wall, hands clasped over my junk.

"Get the hose, Miriam!" Someone squealed, and I had never heard a better idea in my life.

A blast of freezing water burst against my back, so I did the only thing I could do in that situation. With a feeling of eternal shame running through me, I grabbed my butt cheeks and spread them apart, and Miriam doused my molten asshole with heavenly gushings of freezing water as the rest of them screamed with horror.

"DO ME!" Carter cried out, and gasped with pain and pleasure as they turned the hose toward his scorching genitals.

It felt as though all the angels in the world had cried tears of happiness onto my butt hole. The hose had been powerful enough to even soothe the inside, so I scurried along the wall as Carter washed himself off, and a few minutes later we were back on our side of the fence, naked and dripping.

"Remind me never to trust you again" he said, breathlessly.

"Uh... You're the one who had the problem with me!" I snapped back.

"Yeah, because look at you!" He barked, "it was only a matter of time before some cute fucking gay kid showed up and ruined everything!"

I stared at him.

"This was supposed to be a bunch of straight guys. Nobody was actually supposed to enjoy it!"

"What difference does it make if I enjoy it or not?" I spat, and Carter scoffed.

"What difference does it make?" He repeated, and I realised that this was a very strange conversation to be having whilst we both stood naked in the front yard. "It makes all the difference, Hunter! People will like you. The guys already like you! Any day now I'll get my marching orders and they'll replace me with you".

"Don't be stupid" I said, "they all love you. You're... You're hot".

He opened his mouth to reply, then considered what I said.

"I am hot, amn't I?" He grinned, and I rolled my eyes and turned to walk away.

"Wait" he said, taking my wrist and spinning me back around.

"I meant what I said" he told me, his eyes now trailing my body, "you are cute".

I scoffed now.

"I'm serious" he continued, and now I realised that Carter was stepping closer to me until our bodies almost touched.

Was this guy really doing this?

"I enjoyed our scene back there" he whispered, his hand tracing a bead of water that was dripping down my arm.

"Oh, so you're allowed to enjoy it but I'm not?" I smirked, and suddenly a light rain began to fall.

"It's a pity this didn't happen ten minutes ago" he sniggered, "I've just shown our poor neighbours my dick and balls".

"You think that's bad?" I laughed, "they've all just seen my asshole!"

Carter grinned at me, and I couldn't help but really appreciate how handsome he was, especially now as his naked body became even wetter with rain.

"So considering you just tried to melt my cock off" he whispered, his face close to mine, "how about you make it up to me?"

His hand rested on my naked shoulder and I felt the pressure as he lowered me to my knees. Had this been an hour ago, I would have considered biting it off, but after he'd confessed his worries to me, I was feeling rather generous.

I stole a glance back up the yard, but the road outside appeared to be deserted. I turned back to him and took his cock in my hand.

"Truce?" I asked, and he looked down at me with a grin.

"When I've busted a load in your mouth" he told me, and I nodded.

Sucking cock on camera was fun, but there was something extremely hot about doing it in private. If sucking dick in the front yard could be called private, that is.

I had to admit, Carter had a very nice cock and now that I was sucking it, I felt a little bad that I'd tried to burn it. Alas, what was done was done, and now my attention was on making it up to him.

The rain continued to pour down on us. A light wind whipped around my exposed butthole which felt quite nice given the circumstances, and I couldn't help but jerk my own dick as I sucked him.

His cock was hard now, sliding all the way into my throat as I gagged. The head was thicker than all of the dicks I'd sucked so far, but it felt quite satisfying.

I could feel the difference between him, Brandon and Jake. The other two were much softer with me, they allowed me to take charge and go at my own pace, but Carter was far more dominant.

His hands held me in place and his hips thrust in and out with speed. He wanted to cum, and he was going to do it right down my throat.

The feeling of being man handled by him was actually quite hot. Just a few hours ago we had hated each other, and now here I was, naked on my knees in the front yard, sucking him off. There was something incredibly arousing about the whole thing.

On and on it went until my jaw ached and my chin was drenched in spit and pre-cum. I could feel it drip down onto my cock, and I massaged it in as I jerked off.

His balls pressed hard against me. His bristled pubic hair scraped off my nose, and then he sped up.

I gagged violently but Carter paid no attention to it. His eyes were closed, his head tilted back, and a moment later he began to moan.

Just as he reached orgasm, I did, too. The feeling began to build in my balls, sending waves of pleasure through my wet, naked body, and then it happened.

Carter unleashed a thick rope of sperm directly into my throat, and as he did, I splashed a similar one across his feet.

We both moaned, both gasped, and both froze when we heard it.

"Oh, Christ almighty!"

My eyes shot open. Carter had already spotted them, and now he was desperately trying to cover himself up as cum continued to gush from his hard cock.

I could barely get to my feet as the blinding orgasm ripped through me, and with both of us still cumming, I turned around and my entire world came crashing down around me.

The orgasms continued to run through us both, but the pleasure had died the moment I laid eyes on them.

Mom had dropped the cake on the ground. Dad was covering her eyes with a newspaper, and all I could do was gawp at them as I spurted jizz into my hands.

It felt like time had frozen. Dad glared at me with a look of visceral hatred, and I knew that things were about to go from bad to worse.

Behind me, I heard the door open, but I couldn't look back to see who it was.

"Yo, Carter, Hunter, we've been looking for you!" Brandon laughed.

Carter glanced at him.

"Brandon put some fucking clothes on!" He spat, but my parents didn't seem bothered by the others, it was me that they were glaring at.

"Get dressed, Hunter" my father said coldly, "we need to talk".