1. Power Chapter 28: That's Private


    Date: 4/12/2016, Categories: Bisexual, Author: marktreble, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    tame gathering. Some of the new freshmen seemed shocked by people dancing in their underwear or nude. For us it was just part of the scene. I saw Carl Chabot dancing with a gorgeous woman of about 30 and went up to talk to him. He introduced me to Surya, his wife. This mixed black-Japanese woman was Sheriff’s Deputy “Crabot” I had met over the summer. Carl was in board shorts and his wife in a halter top and short skirt. I hadn’t seen him at the dances before and asked why he was here now. It seemed his wife had been invited by the campus police; Carl just tagged along. The campus police had decided to start inoculating the local authorities against overwhelming surprise the first time they came to campus. I grabbed Sylvia and we hit the dance floor. We stopped to watch two girls dancing together topless on a small dance stand. They pulled us up on the stand and separated us. Soon I was dancing with Harumi, a non-descript Japanese girl with average tits. But, of course, tits were tits, so I was hardly displeased. Sylvia was dancing with a girl whose name I missed. She seemed Hispanic or Italian, and had adorable olive-colored skin. She brought Sylvia’s mouth down to her nicely-shaped tits; Sylvia must have been hungry. At the same moment Harumi opened my pants and they dropped to the floor. This had real potential. From my raised perch I noticed some sort of ruckus going on at one of the tables. A short, slender black guy I had seen around the dorm seemed to be arguing with ...
    Rick and Ben. I paid it no more attention, and turned to talk to Harumi. That’s when I heard Sylvia shout “No! Stop it!” She ran off, followed by the olive-skinned girl and Charlene. I turned to look and the black guy was crying. That’s what had gotten Sylvia’s attention. Then I heard Ben say to a couple of girls sitting at the table, “He sucks both of our dicks every day. He’s really good at it, too. It’s the highlight of my day.” The black fellow screamed at Ben. “That’s private. You can’t tell anybody.” Ben then stood up and shouted at the top of his lungs, “This guy sucks dick every day!” The humiliated twenty-year-old buried his face in his hands while he sobbed. Sylvia finally reached Ben; she took him by the arm and told him to stop. He yelled “Back off, bitch.” That was enough for me. I jumped off the stand and tripped; my pants were around my ankles. Pulling them up I ran toward Ben and tried a flying tackle. I spilled on the floor, humiliated; I had missed him. From the floor I could see why. Daryl was holding Ben over his head, parallel to the floor. Rick went up and started beating Daryl on the back. “Stop interfering. We’re just having fun.” Then Rick screamed. Brett had grabbed him by the balls and yanked as hard as he could. Rick was assaulting his best friend. Surya came over and told Daryl to put Ben down. Ben didn’t see the sheriff’s badge pinned to her halter top; he told her to go fuck herself and shoved her. In seconds he was on his face, on the floor, ...
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