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Letting out a very deep groan, Sam finally managed to open his eyes. But as the sunlight hit his face directly he let out a second groan and closed his eyes again, turning his head away from the window. “Attempt two!” Sam thought to himself as he softly opened his eyes again, this time focusing on what he could see. He gently turned his head, but with every single move he made he felt pain at some point in his brain, like he was getting stabbed by a thousand needles. Finally he was able to look around the room, which did not help much, as he quickly discovered that he had no idea where he was. He was in a rather large but mostly empty bedroom with a window to his left and a door to his right. He was lying in a king size bed with white sheets over it. Sam squinted again, trying to think what happened last night – Where he was, what had happened. But he couldn’t remember a thing. Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt a very strange but comforting feeling flow through his body, leaving a chill of pleasure to travel up his spine until he left out a soft moan. He could quickly tell what it was. A soft warm tongue dragged itself up his shaft and onto his cockhead, circling his head and licking every side. Only now did Sam see that there was someone under the blanket with him, in between his legs, a huge bump of the person who was bending over and licking at his crotch. A large perverted and happy smile grew over Sam’s face as he didn’t know where he was nor what had happened last night. But he had scored. And it made him very happy. Since he had been on a dry spell for a few months now, he took what he could get and this was just what he needed. Leaning back into his pillow, he put his hands behind his back and chuckled. “Keep it up darling, take it all the way,” he mumbled as a voice responded to him. “Well, well. You’re finally up,” the person said, suddenly lifting the covers, leaving Sam to let out a rather feminine yelp as under the covers, there was a boy. He looked cute, and even a slight bit feminine, but a boy nonetheless. He had medium length blonde hair, soft blue eyes and an innocent smile, even innocent after he licked his lips in a slow erotic manner. “Good morning Sam, why the surprised face?” the boy asked. Sam’s face turned pale as he looked at the boy. He stuttered and stammered, but was barely able to form a full word as he looked him in the eyes. “Who are you?” he finally managed to stutter out. “Wow, I know you drank a lot last night, but you really can’t remember anything? Damn. I’m Johnny. Remember me? We met way at the beginning of the evening. When the party had just started?” Sam’s eyes grew wide as he slowly nodded. Suddenly he remembered it again – he remembered the party. *** “Not like that,” Sam sighed deeply as he ran his hands through his hair again and grabbed some more gel, redoing his hair in a different way as he looked at himself again in the mirror, his short brown hair now in small spikes upwards. He looked himself in the eyes again, staring into the reflection of his soft brown eyes as he left his hair like this and stepped back, checking out his outfit. “No stains, no spots, clean shirt, clean jeans. Good to go.” He took a deep breath and turned off the light, leaving the bathroom and heading for the door as he checked if he had everything with istanbul escort him – his keys and wallet and phone. Yes, all there. As Sam tried to keep his nervous look under control, he walked through the dark city streets, the streets that were still very new to him. He had only just moved in a few weeks ago; a new apartment, a new school. It was a big change. He checked his outfit for what felt like the hundredth time, he was wearing some jeans and a normal black shirt. He was hoping it would be alright. The jeans were a little tight – he always had problems buying fitting jeans. He wasn’t really tall so he needed short jeans, but Sam always had a rather large and plump rear which he usually had to squeeze into the short jeans. He looked back up and took a right. He already heard some music in the distance and saw some people on their bikes heading in the same direction, to the new frat house. The entire concept was new to Sam, but luckily it was new to most of Holland. It was an American concept and in Holland it wasn’t that well known, only from movies and such. But the only thing Sam knew was that it was a good way to meet new people and make some friends in a city where he knew nobody so far. In the last school he went to, Sam was being picked on quite a lot – he had a feminine figure, black square glasses and wasn’t the coolest kid with his interests being in nerdy games and anime. Sam was hoping that this party would be a good way to make a new start and make some new friends. He was nearing the party now. It was held in a rather big house and there were people outside already drinking and talking. The music was blaring out loud and everyone seemed to be having a good time. Sam took a deep breath and kept on walking. At the door with a beer in his hand sat a younger looking boy. He had medium length blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. “Good evening,” the young boy said as he saw the newcomer approaching the party. Sam only responded with an awkward head nod as he looked into the house, seeing even more guys party and drinking. “You are here to become a new member too?” the boy asked before taking another swig of his beer. “A member? What do you mean? It’s just a party right?” “It’s a party yes, a frat party? Tonight they pick the new members for the frat house, the members that will be at all the other parties the rest of the year?” Sam gulped after hearing this, looking back at the house. “Oh, I thought it was just a party.” “Oh, don’t you worry. It shouldn’t be something too serious, just a few jokes and pranks.” Sam nodded again and looked the boy in the eyes. “Thanks, I’ll see how it goes.” The pretty eyed boy smiled and stretched out his arm, shaking Sam’s hand. “I’m Johnny, nice to meet you.” Sam replied with his own name as he shook the blonde’s hand in return before withdrawing his palm and slender digits. The brown, spiky haired boy was glad he already met someone so nice within such little time of being in this town. Later, Sam felt himself staring at the clock again. He didn’t keep track of how many times he looked because he looked over and over again as if it was second nature to him. The time crawled forward achingly slow for him as he stood in the corner with another beer, silently watching all the other students talking and having istanbul escort bayan fun. Many times he had finally gathered up some courage and walked over to a friendly looking guy or a group of people, but he never managed to start a nice conversation – most of the time he felt like he was wasting his time and he should just leave. It would just probably be another four years of Sam’s life spent in a school with bullies and people that don’t like him; he just had to deal with it. Just as he finished his beer and put it down, ready to leave and go back home, Johnny walked up to him – he had a big drunken smile on his face and beer on his breath as he was almost walking sideways. “Saaaaam!” he slurred as he got closer, going in for a hug though deciding not to halfway and just standing there with his arms spread like a fool. “How are you?” “Great, what a great party! Everybody is so nice here!” Johnny mumbled toward Sam as he finished the beer he had in his hand and placed the can on whatever was close by. “And, how have you been? You seem way too sober!” the blue eyed boy was almost yelling at this point and Sam looked around with an embarrassed face, being glad that nobody noticed the drunken boy. But then again, he wasn’t the only drunk there. More and more people were leaving the party at this point. It was rather late after all. “I just don’t drink that much,” Sam admitted. “You need to get more into it!” Johnny told him as he looked around, noticing too that many people were leaving. “What’s going on?” he asked to a guy grabbing his coat and heading for the door. “Oh, they are about to see who can become the new members and I’m not that interested, only people who are still stick around.” “Guess it’s time to leave then,” Sam said as he stretched his arms and let out a small yawn. “Why? Looks like the party is only just beginning,” Johnny said with a big smile spread across his face, “You know, I have seen you this entire night. Whenever I walked past you, you were standing in corners or looking sad while walking around. I bet you didn’t even make a single attempt at talking to someone here.” Just as Sam was going to protest against this statement, Johnny quickly continued, “This is your chance. You do a few silly things to entertain the crowd and then you can come here for the rest of your college years and have loads of fun. Come on Sam, isn’t that what you come to parties for?” Sam gave another shrug as he stared the other boy in the eyes. “I guess I can give it a go. But if they want me to do embarrassing stuff, I’m out. ” Johnny nodded with a smile as he grabbed the boy by his arm and pulled him along. “There you go. Come on.” It seemed not many people had heard that there were tasks and challenges for those who wanted to join the frat house. Only a few guys had stayed and mostly said it was just bullshit and left. Johnny was there next to Sam and only three other guys who had stayed. They were ordered to sit down on their knees in front of five other guys who ran this place, the leader called Zack, a guy with a large black Mohawk with red tips. “Alright, so you are all here since you wanna be member of our new frat house. But that won’t be easy. We don’t just let anyone in, so we’ll submit you to a few tests.” Sam wasn’t feeling comfortable Escort istanbul at all. He was sitting there with everybody staring at him. He was nervous and almost shaking, barely able to believe that Johnny had pulled him into this. “First, you’ll have to chug five beers in a row, starting now!” Zack chanted as they were each given five cans of beer, Johnny already quickly starting with the first can as Sam struggled to keep up. He wasn’t a heavy drinker and most of the beer started to spill over his cheeks making his shirt wet. The five guys in front of them started chuckling a little as Sam finally finished drinking last. “Right, you two finished last!” Zack said as he pointed at Sam and Johnny. Sam looked as his friend with a confused face as Johnny just shrugged and whispered, “I didn’t want to make you feel bad, so I kept up with you.” Sam felt his cheeks glow a light pink. “As punishment, you two have to,” Zack paused, “Let’s see. Uhm. Kiss! Yes, you two have to kiss or leave the competition. And a deep kiss too, nothing small.” Sam’s face grew even more pigmented with embarrassment as he turned his head over to his new friend who just shrugged and smiled. “Sure.” The fact that Johnny was in for it didn’t surprise Sam in the least. From the very first moment he suspected Johnny to perhaps be gay or at least bisexual. But Sam himself wasn’t attracted to guys- well, a little. Well alright, he was bi-curious. He knew this for a while. The reluctant man had been taking a look at some other porn sites and had a few fantasies about doing this and that with some guys, but this was all very sudden as Johnny was already leaning in for the kiss. Sam decided to just play along, closing his eyes and meeting the kiss of the boy who he had to admit, did look rather cute. At first Sam tasted nothing but beer, the smell and taste was compelling on both their tongues. But as the taste slowly went away, the soft feeling of the other male’s tongue took over. Sam had made out with a few girls before and this was mostly the same, although Johnny was really good at it. As they both pushed into the kiss, their tongues wrapping around each other’s’ and getting them good and wet. They got closer and closer as the five leaders and the three other guys just stood there and watched them make out. Sam and Johnny had completely forgotten where they were and had wrapped their arms around each other as they pushed themselves closer, kissing each other deeper and deeper as Sam felt himself get aroused, he was not the only one. The kiss didn’t break soon and Zack licked his lips as he looked at the two boys, both rather feminine. Everyone was enjoying the show and they all knew they wanted to see more when the kiss stopped and the two boys stared each other in the eyes. A single strand of saliva still connected their lips as they quickly wiped their faces clean and turned their heads back to Zack who was chuckling and shaking his head. “I’m afraid I changed my mind. That won’t do.” Sam would be upset about that, but his mind was still filled with complete bliss and lust as he could still taste Johnny’s hot, soft tongue. “I have decided to change the challenge. You have to suck his cock,” the mowhawked man said, pointing at Sam, then at Johnny. Sam gulped as he shook his lust-filled head and looked to Johnny. “No, No. We are not gonna do that. We are not putting up a sex show.” He had fantasized about doing it but not for everyone to watch. It was something he wanted to do at will and not by force or pressure. Johnny simply shrugged. “Sure, I don’t mind. We can switch roles if you want?” Zack shook his head to this.