The Peach-Pounding Peters of Peterson Hall, #1

Chapter 7: A Taste of Forbidden Fruit

Buff and I were in his sporty-themed room with the door closed, and we lay on his big bed. His upper half met my lower half, his head was near my dick, and a horny expression spread across his hot face.

"I thought about it more," he said, "and I decided to start saving your load tomorrow. You deserve a reward for what you did tonight, especially after a bad night."

I was horny too, so I didn't care which Peter I ended up with since they were all hot. I climbed the bed and lay on my back, ready for action.

He gave it a few strokes and formed a crooked smirk. "Damn, what a big cock. It still amazes me. I bet you're going to have a huge load tonight too. And it's all mine. Every fucking drop."

"You like cum?"

"Love it." He leaned toward my dick and wrapped his lips around the head, sucking off the copious amount of precum.

A part of me had started hating this sadistic prick for the shit I suspected him to be behind, yet a bigger part of me suddenly needed his warm mouth. Every reasonable explanation I could come up with not to do this with him didn't make sense anymore. I'd probably end up regretting it later, but I struggled to care at the moment.

There was a knock on the door, startling us.

"Yeah?" Buff mumbled with my dick still in his mouth, definitely annoyed.

"What are you guys doing in there?" Was that Twunky? I could feel the hope strengthening. I wanted him so badly.

Buff pulled my dick out of his mouth. "None of your business, Twunky. Go back to bed. Goodnight."

If this was going to turn into a jealousy drama, then I wanted no part of it. At the same time, I really wanted Twunky to join us. I'd much rather be with him. I smiled at Buff. "Let him in, it's okay."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. I'm really horny for you both. Maybe the three of us can have some fun like you said earlier. I want to see your power, make both of us want you." I winked. Why not fluff it up to boost his ego?

Buff smirked crookedly and jolted out of bed, and he opened the door with anticipation. "Horny?"

Twunky remained silent, looking so delicious with his brownish-reddish crewcut and blue-gray eyes. But his reddening face told me what I needed to know, softening with some kind of emotion. Though, given that his dick was rising to the occasion, maybe he wasn't so much as jealous as he was horny.

"Join us," I said. Why make him feel left out? Besides, I had no ill feelings toward him, and when it came to the Peters, three was never a crowd. Plus, I suddenly needed him badly. My dick ached for every part of him.

He stepped inside, and Buff closed the door. He studied my whole body, his eyeballs just moving around as if in discovery mode. "You guys fucking now?" He wasn't mean about it, though. Maybe he really was jealous. Maybe he felt left out. Maybe he just couldn't sleep because he was horny as fuck.

"Aw," Buff said in a mocking coo. "There's room for you too, baby."

Baby? So, they were dating, after all. Great. Just what I needed.

More drama.

To help alleviate the situation, I held out my hand for Twunky and took it, pulling him toward me to get him to climb the bed. I scooted over to let him lie beside me, and I kissed his lips while Buff continued sucking me and alternating between Twunky's dick and mine.

Twunky returned the kiss as if halfheartedly, slow and seemingly not in the mood. Maybe he was pensive.

I stopped and pressed my lips against his ear. "I didn't know you were together, I swear. I don't want any trouble."