Featuring: When asked to do an assignment together, Brad, Tom and James go to Ross' lavish home. Instead of working, they get tipsy and let sexual energies rise in a hot tub. It was a Thursday morning as I was packing my bag for college. This had been my first week and I had barely spoken to anyone in my class - I was a pretty shy person. Once I get to know a person I come out of my shell a bit easier but for now I was the quiet kid in the corner. It wasn't long before my tired ass was on the bus though, heading to my college. As I looked out the window, I wondered what my day would be like. So far it had just been Induction stuff - boring shit. I went to a performing arts school where I was taking a media class that basically had a little bit of everything in it. We'd be doing filming, radio, music, animation, advertising units among with a couple others. I was listening to music as the empty bus drove through town in the chilly weather. September in the U.K means it could be tank tops and shorts weather one minute, then gloves and scarves the next. I compromised, wearing a lightweight denim jacket with a yellow t-shirt underneath, with black trousers and shoes. When the bus stopped, I got off and headed down a couple roads before hurrying out of the frosty air and into the slightly less cold college - the heating was shit. Thankfully my college had a little cafeteria that sold hot chocolate, so I grabbed a cup before heading up the two flights of steps towards my classroom. I opened the door and there was already a few people inside. There was a good mix of boys and girls in the class, which was nice. Kept things fresh - however I was hoping there wouldn't be any unneeded romance drama. I sat down in my corner and sipped on the hot cocoa. Because we were starting this course with the more business and research side of things, we were in a computer room. There were desks that were lined up like a big T, which protruded out into the middle, with PCs for all of us to use. Some of them worked… The walls had some posters from previous students’ films, plays, podcasts and photoshoots. There was a large screen on one of the walls that was connected to our teacher’s desk - the teacher that wasn't here yet. I may not have been here for long, but I could tell this college wasn't exactly as glamorous as you'd expect a performing arts college to be. But thats what happens when you're in a bit of a shitty part of England. I eventually took my jacket off once I felt myself warming up.
“Oooo, look who's putting on a strip show!” Ross joked at a desk nearby. Ross was annoyingly hot. He had floppy blonde hair, a sexy sense of style and a charming confidence about him. I swear he wore shirts ever so slightly too small for him so that everytime he lifted his arms, you'd get a sneaky view of his beautifully wild trail, v-lines and the waistband of his underwear. Today he was wearing a burgundy leather jacket with a white v-neck and a pair of black jeans. He was half American, I seemed to remember hearing him talk about how his Dad moved over here and ‘boned’ his British Mum. He had the accent though. The worst part of him was the fact he was so friendly and funny - like as if he wasn't perfect enough. So of course my face went bright red when he made his comment. “Don't stop there.” He winked. Nobody could quite make out if he was gay or straight or bi - he just seemed to flirt with everyone. So I just went redder and laughed it off. “What do you guys think we’ll be doing today? Reading more boring shit about what we’ll be doing ‘someday'.” Tom scoffed, eating an apple at his desk. Tom was another beautiful boy that was in our class. He was pretty skinny but seemed muscular too - judging by his arms. He had chocolate brown curls that he seemed to be trying to tame, brown eyes and the sharpest jawline in the class. Not to mention an ass that was hard to ignore - even the girls were jealous of his hips. It was kinda hard to get a read on his personality. He seemed really sweet but sassy at the same time. Tom certainly wasn't the loudest personality in the room, so trying to get an idea of what he was like from the week so far was hard. He was wearing a black polo shirt with light grey edges on the sleeves and collar then a pair of jeans. “I dunno, but I swear to God if Richard mentions the olden days one more time I'm ripping his head off.” One of the girls said. It took me a while but I remembered her name was Rebecca. She was a feisty one. It was as if she was purposely trying to be the cliché goth chick with her black dyed hair, face full of piercings and a tattoo of a skull on her wrist. “When do you think we’ll get to produce a song?” Brad asked with his feet on the desk, sitting back in a chair. He had a mushroom hair of curls that he'd usually hide in a black beanie - though that might be because of the cold weather. I found him so fucking cute though. He actually looked quite buff yet he was really adorable. Brad’s voice was very soft and comforting and it seemed like he really cared about every single person in the classroom. He was the first one to actually ask my name, including the tutor. Brad just had a really relaxed attitude, yet so far was always the first to complete the little worksheets that were given to us. He wore a pair of glasses that really suited him, a navy hoodie and a pair of grey jeans. Finally, our tutor arrived. Richard. He looked like he was in his late 40’s, had a greying beard and hair that looked really frizzy. He seemed like an okay person but the guy talked a lot. Like way too much. Perhaps it was just because of the syllabus, maybe it was filler for the long hours but we all thought it was because he was a failed director who wanted attention. The lesson started and I found myself doodling in my notepad. I was only on the course because I wanted to be a storyboard artist or animator and this was the only class in my area that would help with that. So I simply drew a cartoon penis and wrote Richard above it. He talked and talked and talked until finally, he said something worth our attention. “Over the weekend, I want you to group up in fours and write a script for a short movie.” Richard began. “It can be of any genre, I just want you to learn to work together and get to know each other better.” “Will we film it at all?” Somebody asked, I think his name was Ken? “Perhaps we’ll film it later in the year if they’re suitable for the brief.” Richard shrugged. “What are the groups?” Ross asked. “I want them to be random, so I've got a hat of numbers.” Richard said before picking up a cap. “1, 2, 3, 4.” He said, pointing to each corner of the room. “If you get a number, go to it’s corner. Got it?” “Yeah, pretty sure we did this in primary school…” One of the other guys said, a name I couldn't remember. Richard went round us all, letting us pick out a folded piece of paper. I was last and when I picked out mine, I opened it up: 2. I looked to my corner to see Brad, Tom and Ross already stood there… The three guys I had the feelings for. “Shit…” I muttered under my breath before walking over. “Heyyyy, we got the mute!” Ross beamed. “C’mon, don't be a dick.” Brad rolled his eyes. “I'm only messin’.” Ross chuckled, putting a sudden arm around me. “You do talk, right?” “Yeah.” I half laughed, blushing again. “So we gotta do this over the weekend?” Tom asked the teacher. “Yeah. You have Fridays off, too, so you got plenty of time to do it by Monday. Exchange numbers, meetup or do it online, I don't care. Just work together on it. I want you to each write at least one scene.” Richard explained. “Oooo, exchanging numbers. You guys wanna go on a date too? I got a good voucher for McDonalds?” Ross joked, taking out his phone. We all chuckled as we gave each other’s numbers. I couldn't believe this was happening! I was gonna be ‘forced’ to spend time with these beautiful men. I couldn't tell what was more overwhelming, the anxiety or excitement. Did I want to throw up or celebrate? That lunch time, I went downstairs on my own as always and went to get myself something to eat. I ended up just getting one of the panini sandwiches and sat down near a window. As I began eating, thinking about what this weekend would be like, I suddenly saw Ross in the reflection of the glass. “Whatcha doing eating on your own? Have you been doing this all week?” Ross asked, followed by Brad and Tom. “Urrr… Maybe…” I blushed. “Well you're not doing that again.” Brad told me, sitting down next to me. Tom and Ross sat down opposite to me. “We were gonna discuss this whole… Film writing thing.” Tom smiled, opening a bag of crisps. “Yeah, so as it happens my parents are away this weekend. Well, they’re always away, but that's not the point. The point is, we can have the house to ourselves to write this shit.” Ross explained. “Seriously?” Brad asked, surprised. “Yeah. We can order in pizzas, procrastinate, play video games, procrastinate some more and then maybe actually write something.” Ross suggested before stealing a crisp from Tom’s packet. “Sounds good to me. When do you wanna do it?” Brad asked. “May as well do it tomorrow. Don't wanna mess up your busy weekends, I'm sure.” Ross said, teasingly. “You're a bit of a dick, aren't you?” Tom scoffed. “Isn't everybody?” Ross shrugged. “I'm cool with tomozzle.” Brad nodded. “Yeah same.” Tom nodded. “James?” Brad asked me. “Yeah. Yeah, I can do tomorrow. Where do you live?” I asked. “I'll send you the address, babes.” Ross answered, making me blush again. “Time?” Tom asked. “Whenever you feel like.” Ross shrugged. “5ish?” Brad suggested. “Sure.” Ross smiled. And so it was set. Tomorrow I'd be going to Ross’ place with two more sexy boys to write a short movie. I felt like a firework ready to burst. I couldn't even decide who I liked more, they were all so charming and wonderful in their own ways and way outta my league. I quietly ate my panini as I watched them talk, the conversation mostly lead by Ross. The next day I felt like I was gonna be sick all day. I was so nervous about going over to Ross’. When he sent me the instructions of what buses to take I felt like I was gonna pass out. I was never usually this giddy about crushes but this just felt so overwhelming and almost confusing. I packed a sleeping bag into a bag along with a charger for my phone and a toothbrush. I was wearing a white v-neck under the same jacket and a pair of simple jeans. As I stepped onto the bus, I was listening to music, hoping I'd stop feeling dizzy by the time I knocked on Ross’ door. Fuck anxiety, man. I kept trying to rehearse what I'd say, imagining the conversations that would happen, despite my bare minimum knowledge of these people. Finally, the bus stopped and I got off, to find myself in a much nicer part of town. The buildings were a lot more lavish and posh - was Ross rich? It would make sense, considering his clothes and confidence. I checked my phone and soon looked for his house number. I finally found it, coming across a pretty large house, which had a very modern looking exterior - like some of the others. Very white with large windows. I walked up a pathway through the front garden which had a beautiful set of flower beds. I came up the black door which had the number ‘5’ on it. I hesitantly pushes the doorbell, before hearing a very generic ringing from inside. It wasn't long before it opened, revealing the blonde. He was wearing a salmon tank top and a pair of white shorts, then bare feet. “Ah, perfect timing, did you bring the edible underwear?” Ross asked, jokingly. “You're ridiculous.” I half laughed as he let me inside. The entrance hall was beautiful, with a marble floor. “You're here… On time.” Ross commented, checking his phone. “Um… Yeah?” I said. “Well… Tom and Brad aren't here yet, so we can just chill in the living room for now.” Ross chuckled. He brought me into a much cozier looking room. There was a deep brown carpet with black, soft sofas with grey blankets and red cushions. A fake fireplace sat below a mounted, gigantic TV, then there were a couple of leather armchairs. Against a wall was a bookcase but it had little trinkets as well as hardcovers. “You wanna drink or anything?” Ross offered. “No, I'm good thanks.” I said before we both sat down on the couch. There was a bit of awkwardness. “So… Usually when people say 5ish they don't mean 5 on the dot.” Ross half laughed. “Sorry…” I blushed. “Don't be, it’s fine. I coulda used some company. A big place like this, it's easy to feel lonely.” Ross admitted. “So where are your parents?” I asked. “I dunno, producing something, I think. They make shitty car ads and they're usually in America running their advertising company there.” Ross shrugged. “Oh…” “It's cool. I got a hot tub out of it.” Ross smiled with a wink. “That sounds pretty cool.” I chuckled. “What do your parents do?” Ross asked. “Urr… My Dad’s a salesman and my Mum’s a teaching assistant.” I answered. “Wow… That’s… Extremely boring.” Ross scoffed. “Won't argue with that.” I laughed. “Why did you join the course?” He asked. “I wanna be an animator. Or… Storyboard artist for movies.” I answered, blushing. “Shit, really? That sounds dope. I just wanna sing and act a little.” Ross smiled. “You sing?” I asked, feeling as though this boy couldn't get more perfect. “Yeah. I've been writing songs since I was really little. You wanna hear a song about Kermit the Frog?” Ross said, amused. “Maybe a little.” I chuckled, making him giggle. “Awh, you should talk more.” Ross smiled. “I'll try.” I said, feeling like my cheeks would catch on fire. Half an hour passed before the doorbell went off again. Ross left me in the living room and soon returned with both Brad and Tom. “Look who got on the same bus.” Ross chuckled. Brad was wearing another beanie - this one was orange. He wore a blue top under a black coat and a pair of jeans. Tom was wearing a tight grey top under a black denim jacket and a pair of jeans as well. I watched as their eyes darted around the room in awe, like mine did. “Hey James.” Brad smiled, through his glasses. “Hi.” I said, feeling my shyness creep up again. “So you guys wanna actually do this stupid script now or would you rather play a game of pool?” Ross asked. “I wouldn't mind a game of pool.” Brad chuckled. “Yeah, sure, why not?” Tom smiled. So, we went into what looked to be a ‘games’ room that had a large window, showing off the hot tub in their patio at the back. The floor was a deep, red carpet and the walls were like a dark oak. There was a pool table in the middle, next to an air hockey table. There was a fucking bar against a wall, which had stools to sit at. There was a brown leather couch and another smaller TV mounted on the wall. There was also a very high quality looking sound system for music. “Shit… This is awesome.” Tom said, checking the room out. “Thanks. Who wants to play first?” Ross asked, removing the black triangle from the different coloured balls. “You wanna game, James?” Brad smiled to me. “S-Sure. I'm pretty bad, though.” I admitted. “Me too.” Brad scoffed. “Here ya go. You guys want any booze?” Ross asked as he handed me and Brad a cue. “Yesssss.” Tom nodded. He soon handed out beers to Brad, Tom and myself after taking them from a mini fridge behind the bar. “You okay? You've drank before, right?” Ross asked me. “Y-Yeah, I just don't do it very often.” I blushed. “Oh, you don't have to. I got some other non-alcoholic shit.” Ross offered. “It's okay.” I smiled before taking a sip. “Do you wanna break?” Brad asked me. “I'm okay, you go ahead.” I said. Ross and Tom sat at the bar whilst I watched Brad hit the white ball with his cue. The triangle of balls broke apart, going in different directions but none sank. We took turns hitting the white ball, slowly sinking a few with Brad in the lead. We chatted a bit, Brad and Tom asked Ross about his parents as well. “So what do you wanna get outta this course, James?” Brad asked. “Oh um… I wanna get into animation. Or storyboard art.” I answered. “Ooooh. That sounds pretty cool. So an arty type, huh?” Brad smiled. “I guess. What about you?” I asked. “I really wanna get into music production. Y’know, produce songs for big artists - that's the dream, anyway.” Brad smiled before using the cue to hit the white ball, making it hit a red striped one into a pocket. “Oh shit, I'm into music too… And acting.” Ross smiled. “Oh, I'm into acting. Yeah, I’d love to start getting involved in some movie productions. I'd love to direct and write as well.” Tom smiled as well. “Oh sick. If you ever write a movie make sure to cast me as the handsome one.” Ross chuckled. We continued talking and I realised just how nice these guys were. It almost freaked me out, I was expecting them to be this… Perfect? I ended up losing my game to Brad, so Ross decided to play him. I sat down next to Tom who gave me a reassuring smile. “You’re a quiet one, huh?” Tom said, quietly as Brad and Ross were having their own conversation. “Yeah… I don't mean to be.” I blushed. “It's okay, don't worry about it. I used to be shy as well.” Tom smiled. “Just drink more of this and it'll loosen you up.” He said, shaking his bottle of beer. “And if you accidentally drink too much, I'll look after you.” “You will?” I blushed. “Sure. Unless I get trashed first then you gotta look after me.” Tom scoffed. “Deal.” I chuckled before we both clinked our bottles. “You guys wanna order a pizza?” Ross asked as Tom and Brad were playing a game of air hockey. “Oh yeah, that sounds good.” Brad grinned. “Should I just order a bunch of meat feasts? Unless any of you are veggies?” Ross suggested, taking out his phone. “Nah, meat feasts sound good.” Tom agreed and we all nodded. So soon, we all ended up sitting back in the living room while we waited for the delivery to come. They ended up playing some kinda FPS while I just watched. The doorbell went off while they were in some sorta heavy gunfire. “Oh, shit… Hey, James, would ya mind getting that? Here…” Ross asked, taking out some money from his pocket and handing it to me. “Oh yeah, sure.” I nodded before heading towards the front door. I opened it to see the pizza man, holding a stack of 4 pizzas. I paid him and took the pizza boxes off him before bringing them into the living room. “Awwwwesoooome!” Brad beamed. It wasn't long before the game was paused and we were all eating out of the pizza boxes. “You guys wanna hit the hot tub after this?” Ross suggested. “Shouldn't we be… Writing a script?” I frowned. “Fuck it, we can do it tomorrow.” Ross shrugged. “He said we were only doing this to get to know each other anyway.” “I don't have any like… Swimming trunks.” I admitted. “What? We can just go in our boxers.” Ross smiled. “I wouldn't mind chilling in a hot tub for a bit.” Brad admitted. “Yeah, I guess. Why not?” Tom shrugged. I suddenly got very insecure and nervous. Getting in a hot tub with 3 incredibly hot looking guys in their underwear. I was gonna look like a potato with a boner. So, I took a big swing of beer hoping I'd get drunk enough to not feel my anxiety. After we finished our pizzas, Ross guided us over to the hot tub. It was pretty chilly outside, though I wasn't sure if it was the nerves or the cold that was making my shake. He pulled off it’s cover and switched it on. It was a decent size, definitely big enough to fit all four of us inside. It was circular and had seats around it. I felt sick with nerves. “Damn, this looks nice.” Tom beamed. “Yeah, I feel warmer already.” Brad chuckled. “C’mon then, stripper.” Ross winked at me as he pulled his tank top over his head. His body was pretty muscular but lean. Pink nipples on two flat pecs and a wild, unkempt trail. Tom and Brad also took their shirts off at the same time. Brad’s body was strong and broad with a big chest and a flat stomach. Meanwhile Tom was defined as fuck, with an impressive set of abs. I hesitantly pulled my shirt over my head as the others began undoing their jeans and shorts. Ross was wearing bright, hot pink boxer briefs that seemed to show a very impressive bulge. Then Brad had a pair of black boxer briefs that also showed off a nice bulge - he had also taken off his glasses. Tom, however wore briefs that were red, which showed off his round ass magnificently. I felt like I was gonna collapse in a puddle of my own jizz. Thankfully, I didn't have a boner yet and managed to control myself enough. I pulled down my jeans, wearing a pair of orange boxer briefs underneath. I watched as they stepped into the tub, one by one. I followed them in, sitting in the space beside Brad and Tom, with Ross opposite me. Despite my nerves, feeling the warm water encase my body did make me relax a bit more. “Fuccckkkkk this is nice… No wonder you're so chill…” Tom sighed, rolling his head back and shutting his eyes. “Thought you guys could use this.” Ross smiled. “Can we hang out like this again?” Brad half laughed. “You guys are welcome anytime… Except for orgy Sunday's.” Ross joked, making us all chuckle. We sat in the tub for a while, one of us making a bit of small talk every now and then. I really didn't think I'd be sitting in a hot tub with 3, almost strangers with beers in our hands, at the start of the week. “You guys wanna play a game?” “A game?” Tom frowned. “Well… It's kind of a game. It's like Truth or Dare, except it's just truths and everyone else has to answer. And then if they don't answer they can do a dare instead.” Ross explained. “Seems a bit… Invasive? We've only just met, really.” Brad pointed out. “That's exactly why we should do it. Break the ice. None of this small talk crap. Let's actually get to know each other.” Ross reasoned. “I'm down.” Tom shrugged. “Yeah, sure.” Brad sighed. “James?” “Urr… Yeah, sure.” I said, nervously. “I'll start because it’s my hot tub.” Ross smirked. “Let's start easy. Have you guys ever been bullied?” “Hasn't everybody?” Brad scoffed. “I was bullied because I liked ballet.” Tom nodded. “I was bullied because I worked too hard.” I sighed. “Kids are assholes.” Ross rolled his eyes. “Alright, Brad, you go.” “Ummm… Favourite movie?” Brad shrugged. “Anything Marvel.” Tom chuckled. “I'm a sucker for Disney movies… Y’know like Aladdin or Toy Story.” I admitted. “I have a weird love for Romeo and Juliet.” Ross admitted. “You fucking nerd.” Tom laughed. “Look, we watched it in school and for some reason I just loved it. I don't know why, I guess I just love a good love story.” Ross defended, amused. “Go on, James. Your turn to ask.” Brad chuckled. “Umm… Do you guys think you’ll enjoy this college course?” I said, desperately trying to think of something. “I don't think it'll be too bad. Hopefully we only have Richard for a short amount of time.” Ross scoffed. “Yeah, shouldn't be too bad.” Tom nodded. “I think once we’re better friends it'll be a blast.” Brad smiled. “Tom?” Ross prompted him. “Urrr… Do you guys have any phobias?” Tom shrugged. “I'm scared of spiders, I don't mind admitting that.” He scoffed. “I fucking hate needles.” Ross grimaced. “Sometimes I get really claustrophobic.” Brad said. “I hate crowds.” I sighed. “Makes sense.” Tom half laughed. “Alright, let's get deep. Tell me an insecurity.” Ross smirked. “Seriously?” Brad sighed. “I'll tell you one too.” Ross said. “I get scared that the only reason people wanna be my friend is because of this house. But… I also get scared that if I don’t have this house or my money… I wouldn't have anybody.” Ross confessed. “Dude… We’d be friends with you regardless. We didn't know about all this before we came here and I liked you.” Brad assured him. “Yeah. We liked you because you're funny.” Tom assured him. “Thanks guys. That's kind of you to say.” Ross sighed before taking a big gulp of beer. “I guess… I think I'm not good enough… Y’know, to succeed? I worry that all the effort I've put into this so far will lead to nothing.” Brad spoke up after a bit of silence. “That's impossible. I've seen the hard work you've put into this course already and we haven't even fucking started.” Ross scoffed. “You deserve to succeed. You'll earn it.” I added. “Thanks James.” Brad smiled. “I hate how sensitive I can be. Sometimes I take things way too personally when I know I shouldn't. And then I start getting snarky for no good fucking reason. It makes me so embarrassed.” Tom sighed. “I used to be like that.” Ross admitted. “At least not we know.” I added. “We’ll know if we've hurt you.” “What about you, James?” Tom asked. “Oh… I mean… Where do I start? I'm always afraid what I say is stupid or annoying. I always feel like I'm a nuisance or in the way. I never feel like I belong…” I admitted. “You're not a nuisance. Dude, you're a little cutie. And if anyone ever says you’re being annoying I'll give ‘em a black eye for you.” Ross assured me. “Yeah, dude. You seem really nice. Don't be ashamed of that.” Brad added. I had to really try to hold back tears. It wasn't fair how nice these guys were. “Brad, you're turn to ask.” Ross said. “Right, um… I dunno, you guys single?” Brad shrugged. “Yep.” We all answered. “Yeah, me too.” He scoffed. “James?” “What… What’s something you're proud of?” I asked, wanting to change the tone a bit. “Awwh that's a nice one.” Brad smiled. “Once I wrote and sang a song for my Mum, for her birthday and it made her so happy. It's cheesy and shit, but it made me feel like I was doing something right.” Brad said. “That's adorable.” Ross smiled. “I guess I'm proud that I'm… I'm not a cliche rich kid. Y'know? I don't think I am, anyway. I try not to get big headed about it or… Consume my personality. I try to stay humble and work hard.” Ross explained. “You’re not a cliche.” Tom assured him. “Far from it.” I nodded. “My Dad owns a charity. I do a lot of work with him on it and… I dunno, it's not very specific I'm just really proud that I'm a part of it. I try to help out as much as possible.” Tom explained. “Oooo, send me the details to the charity and I'll donate.” Ross told him. “Absolutely.” Tom smiled. “Okay, my turn right? Umm… Who was your last kiss?” “Urgh… His name was Luke and he was a dick.” Brad groaned. “Luke?” Ross repeated. “Yeah. I'm gay.” Brad chuckled. “M-Me too.” I added. “Oh fuck, no way.” Ross half laughed. “I'm bi.” Tom scoffed. “Me too!” Ross giggled. “Holy shit, what are the odds of four queer dudes ending up in the same hot tub.” He chuckled. “It's kind of amazing.” Brad admitted. “So who was your last kiss, Jamesy?” Ross asked. “Umm… I've never actually kissed a guy before.” I said, going red. “Awh, don't worry. No judgment.” Tom assured me. “My last kiss was an ex girlfriend. She was a psycho, though.” Ross admitted. “My turn? Okay… Are you guys out to the rest of the world?” “Yeah. I usually just don't bring it up unless someone else asks something that forces me to.” Brad nodded. “Same.” Tom nodded. “Me too.” I added. “I'm out to everyone except my family. Something tells me they wouldn't like that side of me.” Ross sighed. “I'm sorry.” Brad said. “It's cool, I don't like any sides of them, anyway.” Ross scoffed. “Fair enough.” Tom half laughed. “Umm… Biggest turn off?” Brad asked. “Big egos.” Ross sighed. “Mood.” Brad nodded. “I just hate people who aren't considerate. Just the whole bad boy attitude as well. Like there's a difference between being a sexy Dom and being a jackass.” Tom reasoned. “Couldn't agree more.” Ross nodded. “I um… I hate snobby people. Like people who think their opinions are better than anybody else. Snobby, stubborn people.” I described. “Yesss.” Tom agreed. Then they looked at me, waiting for the next question. “Oh um… Ever had a crush on a teacher?” I asked. “Fuck yes!” Ross laughed. “Sooo many. For some reason my school had an amazing set of Maths teachers. Tits and bulges galore.” Ross said, making us all laugh. “Jesus Christ…” Brad chuckled, rubbing his eyes. “There was a PE teacher we had who was hot as fuck. He always wore these short shorts and fuck… His legs…” Tom groaned. “My English teacher was pretty cute. I didn't have a crush on him but I definitely checked him out. He had a nice ass.” Brad admitted. “Okay, umm… Weirdest thing that turns you on?” Tom asked. “Urrrr… Innocent dudes. I dunno, they make me wanna protect them and fuck them at the same time.” Ross admitted. “I like guys in leather. Call me basic, but there’s just something hot about it.” Tom scoffed. “I kinda love guys in uniforms. Like I could literally be getting arrested and I'd be turned on by the cop more than anything.” Brad chuckled. “James?” “Ummm… I'm not sure… I dunno, I like… I like it when guys are really sweaty. Something really hot about it… To me.” I admitted. “Oooo James got a sweat kink?” Ross smiled, making me blush. “I have a question for James, specifically.” Ross soon asked after a couple more rounds of answers. “Don't be harsh.” Brad sighed. “I won't…. James… If you could share you first kiss with one of us, would you? And who'd it be?” Ross smirked. And that's when I wanted the hot tub to eat me. “Rosss…” Tom rolled his eyes. “C'mon, I'm curious.” Ross insisted. “I don't know…” I mumbled. “I know it’s a hard choice. We’re all so sexy, but there won't be any judgement.” Ross assured me. “But… I really don't know.” I admitted. “Hmmm okay. Then I dare you to kiss Brad.” Ross smirked. “Okay, what are you trying to do?” Brad rolled his eyes. “I'm trying to give James a reason to feel more confident.” Ross said. “He deserves to have a kiss. Besides, me and Tom can enjoy the show.” He chuckled. “James, we don't have to-” “But can we?” I cut Brad off. Maybe it was the booze or maybe it was my hungry desire to taste Brad’s lips, but I felt a wave of confidence. “Wait… You want to?” Brad asked, surprised. “M-Maybe…” I blushed. “Okay… Um… H-Here we go.” Brad whispered before leaning in. Soon, our lips connected and Brad’s lips gently danced against mine. I felt like my heart was exploding by how fast it was beating, even if it only lasted a couple seconds. He broke off and gave a sweet smile. “How… How was that?” Brad muttered. “It was… Nice.” I blushed. “That was it?” Ross said, sounding disappointed. “What were you expecting?” Brad scoffed. “A kiss. Alright, I'll give you a kiss, then, James.” Ross smirked before moving across the hot tub, so he was closer to me. “Ross, are you just horny?” Tom scoffed. “Maybe a little.” Ross smirked, cupping my face before crashing his mouth into mine. My eyes widened as Ross passionately kissed me, smacking our lips together. I kissed back, feeling like I could melt into the water. “Okay… That’s… Hot.” Tom admitted as he and Brad watched Ross make out with me. I found my arms wrapping themselves around his waist as he pushed his tongue through my lips. “Guys?” Brad said but Ross didn't stop and I didn't want him to. However finally, Ross took his tongue out of my mouth and broke off. “Now that's a kiss.” He smirked. “Woah…” I breathed. “That was borderline porn.” Brad scoffed. “Is that a bad thing?” Ross asked “I guess not.” Brad admitted. “I enjoyed it.” Tom smirked. “Can I give you a kiss, too?” He asked me. “Absolutely.” I half laughed, my stomach feeling like it had a thousand excited bees inside it. “What is going on?” Brad laughed. “We’re having fun.” Ross smirked as Tom leaned in and kissed me. He cupped my face as well, deepening the kiss, passionately kissing me in the warm water. I felt like the luckiest guy in the world, getting kisses from the three most attractive guys I had ever met! “Ross, kiss me.” Brad suddenly said. “Oh really?” Ross smirked. “Just do it.” Brad said before pulling Ross into a passionate kiss. All four of us began making out, the sexual tension rising and rising as I began running my hand up Tom’s defined body through the water. I wasn't sure if we were all drunk or horny or both, but it seemed like things were only leading in one direction. “You guys wanna cross the point of no return?” Ross asked, breaking off of Brad. “No return?” Tom asked, also breaking off. “Yeah. Y’know… Have sex.” Ross nodded. “All four of us?” Brad asked. “Yeah, why not? We’re all attracted to each other, why not make the most of it?” Ross reasoned, looking down at all our hardons through the water. “James has only just had his first kiss, you really wanna throw him into a foursome?” Brad reasoned. “I… I think I can handle it.” I told Brad. He looked over at me, caringly. “I don't want you to feel pressured.” He whispered. “I know. But I don't. I genuinely want this.” I told him. “What about you, Tom?” Ross asked. “Fuck it. Something to check off the bucket list.” Tom scoffed. “Brad? You don't have to if you don't want to-” But before Ross could finish asking, Brad leaned in and crashed his lips into mine again. This kiss was a lot more passionate and hungry as he attacked my lips with his own. “Take that as a yes, then.” Ross chuckled before moving through the water until he was straddling Tom’s lap, before they both began to passionately kiss. Brad and I hungrily kissed, hands exploring each other’s bodies as our tongues did the same for each other’s mouths. My eyes couldn't help but widen in surprise when he reached down for my cock, giving my hardon a squeeze. “Mmmm, baby, you okay?” Brad whispered before going to kiss my neck. “Amazing…” I breathed. “H-Hey… Ross?” Tom said, breaking off. “Yeah, baby?” “D-Don’t suppose we could do this in the bedroom, right?” Tom whispered, squeezing Ross’ ass. “Mmmm, music time my ears.” Ross smirked. “You two cool with coming upstairs?” He asked. “Of course.” Brad nodded. Dripping wet, we all stepped out of the hot tub and instantly felt the cold air. However, our hardons were still very visible in our boxers. We watched Ross’ ass as he bent over to put the cover on and switched it off. Then he brought us inside. “Fuck, you three are hot.” He said, checking us out. “Come with me.” Ross said, taking my hand before leading me and the others upstairs as we dripped all over the carpets. Finally, we came into Ross’ bedroom. It had a large bed, definitely big enough for all four of us. There was a large TV mounted on a wall with a red leather sofa that faced it. The walls were painted a dark blue and the carpets were a dark grey. There were guitars mounted on the walls and what looked like a door that led to a bathroom. “Nice room.” I said. “Mmm, thanks.” Ross said before picking me up and pushing me onto the bed, quickly getting on top of me and attacking my lips with his own. Within seconds, Brad and Tom fell onto the bed next to us, with Brad on top making out with Tom. We were still soaked and the bed was definitely getting drenched but none of us cared. My hands ran up and down Ross’ sexy back as he was grinding his hips into me. “Squeeze my ass…” Ross whispered between kisses and I obeyed. I reached down and took both of his cheeks into my hands and gave them a tight squeeze, which made his kisses grow more animalistic. “W-Who here’s a virgin?” Ross asked, finally breaking off. “Me.” I said, though it was obvious. “I'm a… Gay-virgin.” Tom admitted as Brad broke off. “Same.” Ross nodded. “I've only ever topped.” Brad added. “Okay cool. Good to know.” Ross said before grabbing my boxer briefs and literally RIPPING them open. It was probably easier because they were wet. His biceps bulged as he tore them down the middle. “Holy shit!” I gasped. “Don't worry you can borrow one of my pairs.” Ross smirked before he rolled next to me and pulled his own boxers off his legs. His 8 inch cock sprang free. “Whoa…” I muttered, staring down at it. “Go on, boys. Whip ‘em out.” Ross told Brad and Tom. So Brad did a similar thing to Ross and rolled next to Tom before they both pulled their underwear down. Brad looked like he was 7 and a half and Tom looked like 7 inches. “I can't believe this is happening…” I admitted. “Just say if it gets too much.” Tom assured me. “Are you kidding? I can't get enough.” I half laughed. “Good to know.” Ross smirked before leaning in and taking one of my nipples into his mouth. “Woah…” I muttered, running my fingers into his blonde hair as I watched his lips suck hard on my pink nipple as I felt his hardon press against my thigh. Meanwhile Tom and Brad were making out again. Then Ross continued kissing his way down my body until he soon came to my rock hard cock. “My first dick…” Ross smiled, looking up at me. “Y-You sure you want it to be mi-?” But before I could finish, Ross took it straight into his mouth. “Holy fuck…” I gasped, feeling the warmth of his wet mouth swallow almost every inch. I watched as he bobbed up and down for a couple times before coming back off it. “Fuck, maybe I am gay.” He scoffed. “Hey, James… You wanna have a go on mine?” Ross asked me. “Oh yeah!” I said, desperate. So, the blonde rotated his whole body so that we were in the 69 position, with his cock above my face. Ross went back to sucking my own dick, bobbing his head up and down with eager. I felt intimidated as I wrapped a couple fingers around the base, before opening my lips and taking the head of his cock into my mouth. I took as much as I could and began moving my head up and down, sucking my first ever cock. I loved it. I happily moaned around it as I felt Ross do the same to mine, both of us sucking each other off. Meanwhile, Tom and Brad decided to do the same and ended up 69ing as well with Tom on top. My hands found themselves on Ross’ round buttcheeks, squeezing them as I slurped and swallowed his meat. He began gently thrusting into my throat, making me gag every now and then as he slowly fucking my mouth - thankfully not being too rough. “Mmmph… Hey, Ross, you wanna swap for a bit?” Tom asked, coming off Brad’s cock. “Oh yeah, for sure…” Ross smirked, also coming off my cock. “Mmm, this is the hottest thing I've ever done…” Brad said as Ross was switching places with Tom. “Fucking same.” Tom scoffed before leaning down and pecking my lips. “Hey baby.” He winked before getting into the same position Ross was in, letting his cock dangle in front of me. “H-Hey…” I stammered before feeling his mouth swallow up my cock. “Awh fuck…” I gasped before taking his into my mouth as well. Again, my hands were on his beautifully round ass, squeezing it tightly as I began bobbing my head up and down the more comfortably sized cock. Ross was on top of Brad as they did the same and the room was filled with the sounds of sloppy blowjobs and moans. “Fuck, this is too hot…” Ross muttered, coming off Brad’s cock. “Hey, Tom, I think it's our turn to suck each other off.” He said. “Awh yeah…” Tom nodded, coming off my dick too. Tom and Ross soon got on top of each other, while I ended up rolling onto Brad, however we were face to face. “Hey cutie.” Brad whispered, cupping my face. “H-Hey…” I said before we kissed. He wrapped his strong arms around me as we began making out, feeling our hard cocks against each other. As much as I loved sucking dicks, there was something so much more special about kissing. Not to mention I was trying to cool down otherwise I was gonna cum any second. Brad reached down and began gently squeezing my ass, massaging them with his hands. “I should probably be sucking you off, shouldn't I?” I admitted. “I dunno… I like this.” Brad smiled as we looked into each other’s eyes before we resumed our kiss.We made our for a little while as Brad continued squeezing my ass before I suddenly felt a pair of hands running up my thighs. I broke off to look behind me, to find Ross’ face getting more and more closer to my butt. He was in a doggy-like position, with Tom beneath his legs still sucking him off. “Hey, James… Mind if I have a taste?” Ross smirked as Brad parted my cheeks for him. “N-Not at all…” I blushed. “One day, you won't go red when I talk to you.” Ross chuckled before leaning down and running a tongue up my crack. A sharp chill went up my spine. “Woah…” I shuddered. “Oh, fuck women, I’m gay.” Ross laughed before burying his face between my cheeks. I gasped, burying my face into Brad’s shoulder. “Okay, babe?” Brad asked, caringly. “Oh fuck yeaah…” I groaned as I felt Ross’ tongue digging into me, with Brad still parting my cheeks for him. “Ahaha not bad for a first time, huh?” Brad chuckled as I felt the tongue licking me out, whilst also listening to Tom’s mouth sucking Ross’ cock. “He tastes so good…” Ross said into my ass as my cock throbbed into Brad’s stomach. “Hey… Tom? Why don't you gimme your ass, too?” Brad asked. “Fuck, really?” Tom asked, coming off of Ross’ dick. “With an ass like that, it would be wrong to not have a taste.” Brad scoffed. I got on all fours as Tom came over so I could give him more room. Tom squatted down before Brad pulled his hips down further into his face so he could hungrily start eating him out. “Ohhh fuckk…” Tom gasped before leaning down to kiss me. We passionately kissed as we moaned into each other’s mouths, feeling Brad and Ross’ tongues penetrating us. “Su-Suck my cock for me…” Tom stammered, breaking off. I laid a couple kisses down his defined body before taking Tom’s cock back into my mouth. I began bobbing my head up and down as he gripped my hair, moaning around the shaft as Ross’ tongue got deeper and deeper, his hands on my cheeks spreading them as far as he could. Tom’s precum began oozing into my mouth which only made me suck him off harder. After a while, Ross pulled me off of Tom’s cock and made me lie back onto the bed with my head on a pillow, getting on top of me. “You're so pretty.” He whispered before our lips crashed together. We passionately made out, arms wrapped around each other. “C-Can I be your first?” Ross asked, breaking off. “M-My first?” I breathed as our foreheads pressed together. “Yeah. I promise I'll be gentle.” Ross said before pecking my lips. “I'd love that.” I smiled. “You’re amazing.” Ross said, kissing me again before sitting up. “Brad, you fucking Tom?” He asked. “Mmm, yes he is…” Tom groaned as Brad’s face was still in his ass. “I guess I am!” Brad chuckled into Tom’s hole. “Awesome. I got some lube, here, hang on.” Ross said before reaching over to the end table and taking a bottle out of a drawer. He squeezed some onto his hand before rubbing it into his cock, whilst basically kneeling over me. “It's strawberry flavoured. You wanna taste?” Ross asked me. “Y-Yeah.” I nodded. I watched him squeeze a little more out before putting a dollop onto his nipple. “Go on, then.” He smirked. So, I sat up and as I wrapped my arms around his waist, I took his pink nipple into my mouth. “Oh yeaaah…” Ross groaned, gripping my hair as I sucked the strawberry lube off the nipple. However, even after it was all gone I stayed, sucking on it harder. “If I didn't know better, James, I'd think you've been wanting to do this since you met me.” Ross smirked, knowingly. “You have no idea…” I muttered, groping his ass. “Lemme give you what you want then.” He whispered. Ross pushed me back onto my back as Tom dismounted from Brad’s face. “Here.” Ross said, hanging the lube to Brad whose face looked a lot sweatier than before. Meanwhile, I wrapped my legs around the blonde’s waist as he aimed his cock. “Now listen here… If at any point it gets too much, just say so. Don't feel pressured or anything… But it will hurt to begin with.” Ross assured me, his cock pressing against my hole. “It's okay, Ross.” I said, mentally preparing myself. “I trust you.” I admitted, looking into his brown eyes. He leaned down and kissed me. “That's all I needed to hear.” He whispered before slowly pushing his hips forward. My face scrunched up a bit as I felt the burning sensation of his cock pushing through into my virgin ass. “Ah fuck…” I hissed, my nails digging into Ross’ upper back. “You okay?” He asked, concerned. “J-Just keep going…” I muttered. He leaned down and began kissing my neck, reassuringly as he gradually got deeper and deeper. “Ffffuck, you're big…” I gasped. “Mmmm and you feel tight as fuck, baby.” Ross whispered. “Better than any pussy I've ever experienced in my life.” He admitted, when he got balls deep, slowly leaning back up again. “Argh fuck!” Tom gasped, lowering his own ass into Brad's cock. “You okay?” Ross asked me, concerned, keeping his hips, letting me get used to his throbbing size. “I-I think so.” I muttered. “Want me to move?” Ross said, stroking my thigh. I just nodded. He began moving his hips slowly, moving them back and forth in small motions. “Is that alright?” Ross whispered as it started to feel good. “Yeah… C-Can you go faster?” I stammered, which just made Ross smirk. “Absolutely.” He said before beginning to thrust into me at a faster pace. “Oh fuck, that feels good…” I whimpered, rolling my head back. “Oh fuck, I know right!” Tom grunted, bouncing his ass up and down on Brad’s cock. “So fucking good, baby…” Brad groaned. “It's so tight… Oh my God, I love it so much…” Ross grunted, going even harder and faster, making me bite my bottom lip. “No, I want you moaning for me. No more holding back, I wanna hear you let it all out.” Ross told me before giving an aggressive, sudden thrust. “Awh fuck me! Fuck me, Ross! Give it to me!” I blurted out. “Yeah, that's what I wanted.” He smirked as I felt his long cock slide in and out of me while he looked down at me with hungry eyes. “It feels so good, Ross… Harder…” I groaned. “Fuck, you’re a dirty little thing…” Ross smirked, slamming into me harder. “Mmm shit, you're so big, Ross… It feels so good…” I whimpered, starting to jerk my cock off. “Oh my God, you're so hot!” Ross blurted out before leaning down and kissing me. We sloppily kissed as we made out, my cock pumping out precum all over my hand. “Mmm-Ross, I'm gonna cum…” I warned him, between kisses. “Go for it, babe… I'm gonna cum too… W-Where do you want it?” Ross moaned, pressing our sweaty foreheads against each other again. “Inside me… Cum inside me, Ross…” I pleaded. “Best thing you've ever said…” Ross half laughed before kissing me again. It was only after a few more thrusts before I moaned loudly into Ross’ mouth as I began shooting cum all over myself. “Oh shit!” Tom then suddenly moaned out, shooting cum all over Brad’s large chest. “Oh fuck this is so hot… I'm gonna cum! Oh fuck, oh fuck… OH FUCK YEAH!” Ross soon cried out in pleasure before thrusting as deep as he could. I felt the tip of his cock erupt as it flooded my insides. “Oh fuck!” I gasped, feeling his cock throb inside me as he filled me up. “Oh fuck yeah, Tom!” Brad suddenly moaned, also unloading into Tom’s bubble butt. When we all finished, Ross pulled out of me while Tom dismounted off of Brad’s cock before collapsing onto the bed. “Well that was the best thing I've ever done…” Ross half laughed as my legs slid off his back. “Yeah… Same…” Tom panted before Ross leaned down and began licking up the cum off my stomach. “Mmm that tastes so good…” He whispered as he licked it all up before his lips finally connected to mine. I could taste my own cum on his lips as we kissed for a bit, before he finally collapsed into the bed next to me. All four of us laid there, breathing heavily from the intense sex. “Was this a smart thing to do?” Brad asked, half amused, breaking a silence. “I dunno but I loved it…” Ross scoffed as Tom rolled onto his back. “We've gotta spend an entire two years in college together after this.” Brad reminded us. “Does this have to be the last time we do this?” Tom asked. “You wanna make this a regular thing?” Brad asked. “Why not?” Tom shrugged. “Yeah, we could fuck all the time.” Ross beamed. “Like a club?” I asked. “Ehhhh, not a club. More like… I dunno, a Poly relationship?” Ross suggested. “You wanna date?” Brad asked. “Sure.” Ross said before sitting up. “Like… Think about it. We've all clicked pretty well. In that hot tub we… Shared some deep pretty shit so we already know each other a decent amount. Why not try dating?” Ross reasoned. “You don't think it could be a disaster?” Brad asked, as the rest of us sat up as well. “I'm willing to risk it.” Tom admitted. “You don't have to if you don't want to, Brad.” Ross said. “I never said I didn't want to.” Brad pointed out. “So I'm assuming we’d keep this secret? Considering Poly relationships aren't exactly… Normal.” “Yeah, my parents would never understand.” I admitted. “Of course. We can keep it secret. Especially as we wanna be actors and musicians.” Ross scoffed. “So are we doing this?” Tom asked, looking excited. “I… I really like you guys. So… I'd love to.” I admitted. “Awwwh, I really like you too, baby.” Ross smiled, giving my cheek a kiss. “Yeah, I'm in.” Brad agreed. “So it's settled. We’re all boyfriends.” Ross smiled, making us all chuckle. “Weird.” Brad scoffed. “We can all come back to my place, as nobody's ever here. Y’know maybe every couple of days.” Ross smiled. “More sexy hot tub times.” Brad chuckled. “Soooo many sexy hot tub times.” Ross laughed, putting an arm around me as Tom leaned down and began to lick his own cum off Brad’s stomach. “You errr… You guys wanna watch a movie or Netflix or whatever?” Ross asked, gesturing towards the TV. “Yeah sure. I probably won't be awake for long, honestly.” Tom chuckled when he finished cleaning Brad. “Don't worry about it, I won't be far behind.” Brad chuckled. Ross put the TV on and put something random on, on Netflix. However, within seconds he was holding me as he kissed me passionately. Brad and Tom soon drifted to sleep as we both made out in the bed before soon, we ended up just snuggling up and falling asleep ourselves. During the night, I ended up waking up and as my eyes fluttered open, I saw that Brad was awake too, yawning. Ross had ended up rolling over, facing away as he snored quietly. “Hey.” Brad whispered, noticing I was awake. “C’mere.” He said, pulling me into a hug. “You're okay with all this, right?” “Yeah, I am, Brad. I promise.” I smiled, snuggling up to him. “Okay. I just don't want you to feel… Uncomfortable.” Brad said before kissing my head. “You’re very protective over me.” I half laughed. “Sorry… I just… I know what anxiety feels like and sometimes I'd just… Agree to shit even if I didn't want it. And I don't want you doing that.” Brad explained. “I know. Honestly, when we first got in that hot tub I was terrified. But… The moment you kissed me I felt myself relax. I felt… Safe.” I confessed. “Awwh… You are. I think this will actually be a really cool thing.” Brad admitted. “Me too… It's exciting. Especially as I had a crush on you from the moment I saw you.” I scoffed. “Awwwh, I could say the same for you.” Brad said, quietly before rolling on top of me, giving me a bear hug. “Mind if I fall asleep like this?” He whispered. “Not at all.” I smiled, wrapping my arms around him, enjoying the weight on top of me. I had the biggest smile as I drifted off to sleep. What a perfect end to the day. I was in a Poly relationship with the best guys I had ever met. I felt so lucky. I wondered what my college life would look like now that this was happening… My three boyfriends. My holy trinity.
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