The Peach-Pounding Peters of Peterson Hall, #1

Chapter 5: Back to the Initiation Ritual from Hell

Looking at Lincoln was no longer the same now that we were back in the Peters' suite. The attraction, intrigue, and interest rolled into a sexy ginger package were gone. Now, he'd blackmailed me into being his boyfriend, someone he'd want to marry one day. Maybe this is karma fucking me in the ass for cheating on Leah, for being a piece-of-shit boyfriend to her behind her back. I had no excuse to cheat. She gave me sex, kisses, attention, and love. I just couldn't feel the way she did. I loved sex with her, and kissing her was great, but that was as far as it went. I was sure I wouldn't have cheated had I truly been in love with her, but that wasn't an excuse. What was done was done. I'd cheated.

And now I was paying the price.

After Lincoln and I got undressed again, we stood near the rest of the Peters, the seven of us naked and horny. Well, I wasn't as horny as I normally would've been because I had drama to deal with. My dick managed only the occasional twitch from the strong male energy of sexual bonding.

"The initiation ritual will begin in a few," Buff said with much anticipation. "So warm up, brothers. But save your loads for the peach-pounding."

I intended to avoid Lincoln as much as possible, so I focused on everyone else. Hush barely played with his big dick as if lost in thought. Himbo played with his own, his pretty blue eyes gazing into mine for a moment, then switching to Twunky and Fabio who made out while slowly jacking each other off. Buff approached the two and kneeled in front of them to stuff their dicks in his mouth. Himbo walked behind Twunky and Fabio and kneeled to give each of them a rimjob.

Okay, so my dick was getting harder now, and I was starting to get hornier.

Since Hush was kind of on his own, I stepped closer to him to keep him company until we were just inches apart. My heart rate sped up a bit from being on the verge of touching another guy. It was still unbelievable how much gay action I was bound to have just by being a Peter.

"Hey, Chosen One." Hush didn't have a hint of sarcasm, so that was promising.

I gently sighed and leaned close to his ear, having to lift my heels just a little because of his height. "I swear on my life if I could give you the title, I would. I don't want it. I never asked for it."

He shrugged. "I'm over it now." His deep voice travelled down my spine and made me more erect. He tried to smile but managed a weak expression. It was difficult to tell whether he really was bummed or if he was just being reserved and shyish. But he kissed me, much to my surprise, and I returned the soft kiss with tongue. We started frotting, my dick stiffer than his. It was fitting, really. The club's two biggest dicks getting to know each other better. He smelled like natural man too. In fact, the whole room started smelling more pungent, devoid of cologne or anything else scent-y.

Simply man.

Hush chuckled. "This is still so weird for me." I always did wonder why he seemed like the odd man out.

"How so?"

"I'm trying my hardest to get turned on."

"Oh. I mean, it's fine if I'm not your type." I didn't really care since it didn't hurt my feelings.

"None of you are my type. I'm straight."

I lifted my eyebrows. Though, I remembered when Buff had mentioned sexuality not being a thing here. It made sense now. It explained why the reservation and discomfort that had affected Hush's mood.

"Now I feel like shit because you probably didn't enjoy that kiss."

He shrugged. "No big deal. I try here and there, and I've even met a couple of hot guys off hookup apps, even though I knew I was never going to like dick or guy ass. I'm not like a lot of straight guys who are grossed out by it. I just don't get turned on at all. No attraction whatsoever, and it's only frustrating because of me being a Peter and having to fuck around with guys. I don't even know how I'm going to stay hard enough to fuck Lincoln tonight during the initiation ritual. I mean, it's a requirement to nut. I can get a little hard from the situation, but it never lasts."