Outta Town
Disclaimer: These stories are purely fictitious and the events and scenarios are as well. I try to touch on some real, meaningful experiences of Greek Life but the sex in these stories are based on fantasy with some realistic scenarios involving Fraternity Life for context. Make of that what you will. I donβt own the photos and videos featured on this story and I do not represent any official fraternal entities in any official capacity.
Note: This story is the first chapter in theΒ β6 Degrees of Separationβ Series and it stars characters from previous stories - CJ from Academic Probation and Trent from The Break-Up & Breakdown. Some other previous characters make appearances as well.
It felt so good to know that Iβd be getting away from Charleston for the weekend and head down to Atlanta for this yearβs Atlanta Greek Picnic this weekend. It was bittersweet since it would be my last AGP as an undergrad, but I was excited! None of my line brothers were going, but I had some prophytes that lived in Atlanta and I had friends so I was praying that I could find someone to crash with. Iβd spent the morning trying to call my fraternity brothers in the area to see who I could crash with, but none of them had hit me back yet.
CJ Brown (Me)
Ahead of even hitting the road, I decided to look at who all was in Atlanta for the weekend on Jackβd and Tinder. I know, I was thirsty but truthfully, I had been looking forward to being in Atlanta for a few days so I could get it in without my business being out there like that. I knew there would be thousands of other DL Greeks there, so I was expecting to be sitting on a Que Dawgβs face by the end of the weekend. Anything less that that would be unacceptable. As I expected, I logged onto Jackβd and I saw a ton of profiles that indicated that they were βhere for the weekβ or βhere for AGPβ. All of them had locked profiles and a lot of the Greeks that were in town were being incredibly obvious that they were in in a fraternity by using their various symbols or related emojiβs in their usernames. I was against the idea of hooking up with anyone that was using their fraternity for clout on Jackβd so I decided to keep skimming through profiles so see if I could find someone a little more βdiscreetβ.Β I was scrolling through profiles, when I stumbled across a Que Dawgβs profile. His profile didnβt blatantly βscreamβ Omega man, but I made an educated guess based on his purple shorts and gold necklace that he was likely affiliated. From what I could see, he was fine so I wanted to check myself.Β
I quickly shot him a message and I unlocked my photos. He quickly unlocked his photos, and he had an impressive body! He was fine as hell and we spent the morning flirting back and forth. Well, if you count him telling me that βhe didnβt fuck around with niggas oftenβ as flirtingβ¦that happened. He told me that his name was Trent and he was already in town. I told him that Iβd be in town tonight and he suggested that we grab drinks. I instantly told him that we should meet up tonight.
βHow about Blakeβs or Bull Dawgs?β I typed. He instantly was against it (as both were known βGay-friendly venuesβ. We decided to just meet at Wet Willies, which felt more neutral and was the official party venue for AGP tonight. I figured we wouldnβt be doing much since weβd be in public but at minimum, I would be able to lay the foundation for us to fuck before the weekend was over. I had a hook-up secured, but nowhere to crash. I was chilling on my couch when finally, my phone rang! It was Dalvin, one of my fraternity brothers from Georgia A&M University. I instantly answered (as I was hoping that heβd let me crash with him.)
βWhatβs up CJ, you called?β Dalvin shouted over the loud music that was playing in the background.
βYeah, I called you earlier, is now a good time for you to talk?β I asked him as I searched through my closet for the rest of my Alpha paraphernalia to see what Iβd want to wear throughout the week.
βYeah bro, whatβs up?β he replied as whatever music he was listening to was paused.
βOkay, so check this out. Iβm coming down for AGP this week and I know this is last minute, but can I crash with you? I donβt have the funds to get a hotel and my LBβs dropped out at the last minute.β I said, bending the truth. My line brothers had dropped outβ¦. weeks ago. Iβd just dropped the ball on finding other arrangements. That wasnβt any of Dalvinβs business though. βDamn, CJ. I already have two of my LBβs crashing with me and you know I still live on campusβ¦.β Dalvin said.
βDamn.β I said to myself. I should have asked him a while ago.
βRight. Theyβre crashing in the living room. Iβd let you crash in my bed but every time a nigga is in my bed, they make assumptions and Iβm not trying to go down that route.β Dalvin replied. I knew he wasnβt really βoutβ to his chapter so I didnβt want to complicate his situation further.
βI feel you on that. Well, whatβs new with you Whatever happened to that cute, redbone Puerto-Rican Sigma that you were talking to? Yβall still messing around?β I asked him, as I located my Alpha βbaseball jerseyβ and threw it in my open suitcase.
βAmare? Actually, noβ¦we donβt talk anymore. He kept pushing me to come out before I was ready to, so we agreed to end things.β Dalvin said, sounding upset at the mention of the guy.
βOh, thatβs a shame bro, Iβm really sorry. My bad for bringing it up.β I said, instantly feeling bad.
βItβs no big deal, you had no idea. Anywaysβ¦., you should check with Devin. He just moved off campus and he has a two-bedroom apartment to himself. Iβm sure that he wonβt mind and you know, heβs famβ¦β Dalvin said. Wait, what?
Devin was one of Dalvinβs 11 line brothers and weβd been speculating on his sexuality since weβd all crossed a year ago, but heβd never confirm or deny. HE was extremely secretive so he kept us all in the dark.
βDefine βheβs famβ?β I said making sure I was following him.
βCJβ¦Devin is just as Gay as me and you, he just does his shit on the low. I found out that heβs been fucking his freshman roommate since the start of Fall semester. Itβs a damn shame that he didnβt trust me, his own Gay line brother enough to tell me himself.β Dalvin said, laughing. I wasnβt surprised that Devin hadnβt told Dalvin, as the two of them did not get along, under any circumstance.
βWow, thatβs crazy. I had a feeling that Dev got down with men. But yeah Iβll give him a call.β I said, laughing.
βAlright, bet! When are you going to be in town?β Dalvin asked. βUm, hopefully tonight?β I said as I folded my last pair of pants and placed them into my suitcase.
βTonight?! And youβre just securing a place to stay? Youβre fucking wild man.β Dalvin said.
βI know, right. But let me get off here, Iβm going to give Devin a call.β I said.
βAlright, Iβll see you sometime this week.β Devin replied as he hung up.
I paced around the room, making sure I had everything I needed as I placed a call to Devin. He instantly picked up the phone.
βCJ, whatβs up frat? Long time no speak!β Devin said. He seemed genuinely happy to hear from me. I hoped that heβd maintain that same energy when I asked him to crash at his place.
βNothing much man, I hope youβve been good! I called because I need a favor from you.β I said as I grabbed my sunglasses off of my desk and hooked them into the collar of my t-shirt. βWhat do you need?β he asked.
βIβm coming down for AGP and I need a place to crash. I didnβt have the funds to get a hotel when my LBβs dropped out. Iβm coming down tonight so I know this is last minute but Iβm desperate.β I said.
βI feel you. Well, Iβm not doing any of the AGP festivities this year because I have work all weekend but I just moved into an apartment of my own. I have a guest room and you can crash in there. Iβll give you an extra key so you can come and goβ¦just as long as you promise to not disrespect my shit, sandz.β Devin said, leaving me absolutely shocked.
βOh wow, thank you Devin! I wasnβt expecting it! Iβll definitely make sure I donβt step on your toes and I wonβt bring anyone into your spot.β I said, super excited.
βThank you, Iβd appreciate that man. Unless Iβm fucking with someone, I typically donβt have people over in my space.β Devin said, which made me raise an eyebrow.
βYou fucking with anyone currently?β I asked, prying for information.
βNope.β Devin said flatly. At that moment, I decided to move on β what Devin did in his bedroom wasnβt any of my business and I didnβt want to piss him off when he was opening his spot up to me.
βI feel you! Well, I appreciate you being so hospitable man.β I said.
βYouβre welcome. Youβll return the favor when I get the money to come up and visit Charleston. So, when should I expect you?β Devin asked.
βIβm trying to be there around 7PM, I want to chill a bit before stepping out for a little date that I have tonight.β I said.
βOoh, you have a date already, nice! With who?β Devin said, perking up. βI canβt say with who, but yeah, Iβm going to get ready now and get on the road soon. Can you send me your address?β I asked him as I searched for my shoes.
βHmm, you must be fucking with one of those DL men, whatever. Iβll see you tonight!β Devin said as he ended the call. I laughed at how mentioned my hook-up being with a DL nigga when he was on the low himself but that wasnβt any of my business. He texted me his address and I felt relieved. Now, I didnβt have to worry about anything. I went through my check-list to make sure I had everything before hitting the road.
With all of the traffic on I-85 South, what should have been a five-hour drive to Atlanta turned out to be a 7-hour drive. Between that and struggling to find parking close to Devinβs apartment complex, I didnβt get to Devinβs apartment until 9:15PM. I was upset, as Iβd made plans to link up with Trent (the Que Dawg) at 11PM and that meant that I didnβt have much time to get dressed. After parking, I quickly grabbed my book bag and suitcase. I walked around the complex, looking but the Q Building where Devin stayed. I found it and I instantly found his first-floor apartment. Right before I could knock, the front door swung open.
When it opened, I saw a young, pretty, petite redbone guy with standing in front to Devin. I looked the guy up and down and he was clearly leaving from a quickie β he had a hickie on his neck, I could tell that he didnβt have any underwear on under his flimsy basketball shorts and It seemed like he was wearing a shirt that was too damn big for him (it was probably Devinβs). As he tried to leave, the guy bumped into me and said βMy bad!β
βNo, youβre fine! Itβs my bad, Iβm in the way.β I said, stepping back. Upon looking at him, I could tell that he was Gay. I didnβt want to assume it, but I was almost certain that this is the guy that Dalvin told me about.
βI was just leaving.β The guy said, walking past me in a rush as Devin stepped aside to let me in.
βIβm glad you finally made it!β Devin said, bringing me in for a hug.
βThank you man! Traffic was hell. My bad about being late, I didnβt know you were expecting company!β I said as I looked around his living room. The apartment was pretty empty but it was a very nice apartment.
βIβm just glad you made it safely! And man, that was just my old roommate Deon from when I lived on campus, heβd accidentally packed something of mines in his belongings so he brought it back.β Devin said. I smiled, because I knew better. I instantly recognized that name from Dalvinβs story.
βAh, that was nice of him.β I said. Devin began to walk, instructing me to follow him so he could show me where Iβd be staying for the next few days. He walked down the hall and stopped at a door across from what I assumed was his room. He unlocked it and flipped the light switch on. I walked in behind him and I saw a fairly empty, clean room with a Queen size bed on it.
βHereβs where youβll be sleeping, CJ. Donβt have nobody in my shit! I have food in the fridge, I just ask that while youβre here, you clean up after yourself. βDevin said, as he stepped out of the room.
βI got you bro! Thanks again.β I said, placing my things on the floor. Devin walked into his Master Bedroom.
βWhat are you about to do?β I shouted from the guest room as I searched through my suitcase for something to wear.
βWell, I work as a bouncer at this club part-time so I need to get ready to head out!β Devin shouted from his room. βWhenβs your shift?β I shouted back as I began to look for some underwear and my toiletries so I could take a quick shower.
βIt starts pretty soon so Iβm just going to throw on a shirt and head out now.β Devin said as he walked past the guest room.
βMake sure you lock up my place when you leave. Iβll be back around 3 or 4AM.β Devin said, as he buttoned up the last button of his shirt.
βI got you! Have a good night and be safe, Dev.β I said as I discreetly pulled my enema bottle out of my bag and I walked towards the bathroom. I only had less than two hours to get fresh and make sure I was βcleanβ (just in case I got into anything sexual tonight).
It somehow only took me an hour to shower, iron my joggers and my black V-neck, get dressed and message Trent to make sure that we were still on to meet. He instantly replied, letting me know that he was making his way down to the Wet Willies and that heβd see me at 11PM. I instantly got excited. I scheduled an Uber for 10:30PM (since Devin lived on the north side of Atlanta) and I was excited to get my night underway. Within the next 15 minutes, my Uber was here and I was ready to get up with Trent.
I got to Wet Willies about 20 minutes later and the line to get in was past the doorβ¦somehow, it only took me 15 minutes to get in. I messaged Trent, letting him know that I was outside and he told me that he was seated in a booth in the corner. I entered the bar and I looked around for himβ¦it was pretty hard to locate him due to all of the people that were walking around and shouting. I saw so many fine ass men in the room and I thought to myself βIf I never find Trent, Iβm sure Iβll find someone here to fuck around with.β I discreetly opened up Jackβd and message Trent, telling him that I canβt find him. I find a seat at the bar and I ask the bartender to make me a Long Island Ice Tea while I wait for Trent to respond. βYou want top shelf liquor or regular?β The bartender asks.
βTop shelf, I need this drink to hit me hard.β I say as I laugh to myself. Hopefully, I will be getting something hard tonight. Something I can wrap my fingers around and caress softly. The bartender slides me my drink and I began drinking it. βCJ?β a deep voice asks, catching me off guard. I turned around and I am eye to eye with a pair of the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever met in my entire life. I didnβt notice this in his photos. I quickly scan down and I focus on his juicy pink lips that are slightly blackened, likely from smoking. His lips part into a smile β I can tell that heβs feeling me too. βThere you are bro!ββ I say, trying to not be βobviousβ in front of the bartender and the other people seated at the bar. Damn. Trent is fucking gorgeous. His face is sculpted to perfection and his skin is flawless. He has got to be about a good 6β2. He has a nice, muscular body that I can tell heβs spent endless hours in the gym sculpting. His chest is sitting just right - I can see those beautiful pecs sitting nice underneath his t-shirt. His blue jeans accentuate his lower body well and heβs wearing a pair of all Black Jordanβs. I was fully prepared to see him in those goddamn Gold boots that Que Dawgs tend to wear, but I loved that he came here looking fresh as fuck.Β
Trent Williams
βYou want to go to my table? The bar is packed and the booth I have is definitely in the cut so people wonβt be paying us any attention.β Trent said, his voice just above a whisper. I barely heard him with all the noise going on in the background.
βSure, letβs do that, man.β I say as he begins to walk. I pay my tab quickly and I followed him through the crowd of people to his booth. We sat on opposite sides of the booth in silence for a minute before he began to speak. βCan I just say that you look even better than in your pictures?β I ask, looking at him in his eyes. βThanks man, I rarely open mine cause Iβm not outβ¦.β He said, biting his lip, βYou look like your picturesβ¦ but even better.β βThank you. I can say the same for you too.β I said, holding back a smile. I couldnβt believe that I was sitting across from this fine ass man. At that moment, a waiter came over and asked us if we were ordering food. I instantly declined (I had zero plans on eating until after hooking up) and ordered a second drink instead. Trent ordered some fries and a Sprite and the waiter walked away. We sat in the booth and we talked for a good minute. In the midst of the craziness and loud people surrounding us, we managed to speak as if we were the only two people in the room and that alone was enough to turn me on. I tried to watch my body language and not seem to βinterestedβ since I knew he wasnβt out. Trent told me that he was fairly new to the lifestyle and was pretty nervous about meeting me since heβs DL. He said that since I appeared to be masculine and DL like him, he went out on a limb. I wasnβt surprised by this, as I knew a ton of DL dudes tended to be overly-cautious like this. βSo, if you donβt do this often, youβve never hooked up with a guy?β I asked him as I finished my second drink. βNah I never said any of that. Iβm new to having casual sex with men but Iβve dealt with men before crossing.β Trent said in a low voice. That was a shock.
βOh damn.β I said, unsure how I should ask. I wanted to pry for more information, but I knew better than to do that. With men like him, prying is an instant turn-off and I didnβt want to ruin the chances that weβd hook-up. We continued chatting, with me asking the basic βpre-hook upβ questions and he does the same. As I already knew, he was a strict top and he was single. This worked out for me, as Iβm single and I prefer to bottom. The only thing I need now is for him to get us an Uber back to his hotel because at this point, Iβm ready! βWhenβs the last time youβve gotten fucked?β Trent asks me in a quiet voice, looking me dead in my eyes as he takes a sip of his drink. βHmmβ¦I havenβt gotten any dick in a minute but I did mess around with another Omega a few weeks ago.β I say, slightly smirking, βReally? Who?β Trent asked, seeming genuinely shocked. βNo one that you know.β I said, smiling.
βYou donβt know who I know when it comes to my frat.β Trent says, leaning in.
βYouβre right, you could easily know him and Iβm not in the business of outing people. You wouldnβt want me to out you after we hooked-up, would you?β I said, smirking. I didnβt want to out Dr. Daniels (my schoolβs Director of Fraternity and Sorority Life.) As hot and taboo as our hook-up was, it wasnβt my place to put him out there like that.
βHmm, youβre right.β Trent said, leaning back into the booth. βSo, based on what youβre saying, you planned on getting some tonight thenβ¦?β Trent says, giving me look that said βI am going to fuck you hard and deepβ. βI mean, Iβm down if youβre down.β I said quietly as the waiter returned with our checks. We both paid for them as I began to try and figure out how this was going to play out.
Trent looked up after leaving his tip and said βAlright, so where are we doing this at?β I was confused.
βWhere are you staying at?β I asked him.
βWe canβt do it back at my hotel, Iβm staying with three of my line brothers and weβre splitting Queen size beds. Iβm not bringing another nigga back to my room and thatβs that.β Trent whispered.
I sat there, pissed off. I just assumed that he was staying by himself β I should have known that he was likely splitting a room.
βWhere are you staying and why canβt we handle this there?β he whispered. βWe canβt do it where Iβm staying, Iβm staying with frat and he made me promise to not bring anyone back to his place.β I said, bringing my face into my hands in frustration as I remembered how Devin made me promise to not have anyone in his apartment. βWhat, he doesnβt know about you?β Trent asked as he took another sip from his drink. βItβs not about that, he just really hates people in his house. Heβs barely letting me stay there.β I said. βWell damnβ¦β Trent said. We sat there for a second as the waiter returned and picked up our checks. When he left, Trent spoke again.
βYo, I got an idea. Iβll be right back.β He said as he stood up and walked towards the back of the bar. I figured he had to take a piss. I sat there for a few minutes, opening Instagram to pass the time when I received a message on Jackβdβ¦from Trent.
βYo, come back to the handicapped bathroom.β His message said.
Was he serious?!
βFor what?β I quickly wrote back. Β Trent instantly sent me a photo of his thick dick, with a message under it that said βFor this dick. We can easily lock the room and make this shit happenβ¦no one is going to interrupt us, theyβre partying.β I quickly closed the message (afraid that someone would see it) and I took a second to think. This shit was risky, but neither of us has the means to allow the other to come back to our respective crashing spots.
βThis may be our only opportunity to hook-up.β I thought to myself, justifying Trentβs suggestion that we hook-up in the Handicap bathroom.
βFuck it.β I muttered to myself as I exited the booth, stood up and tried to discreetly walk back towards the handicap bathroom. I was standing outside the bathroom in less than a minute and I looked around to check if the coast was clear. No one was paying me any attention as I looked around. I quickly turned the knob and entered it, locking it behind me.
There before me, Trent stood with his back to the wall, his jeans already at his knees and his hard dick was standing at attention. βDamn.β I thought to myself. Β I wanted him and I wanted him badly. I knew right away he was going to be inside me before this night was over. He motioned for me to come closer. I did. He ran his hands up my legs and I could feel my dick get hard. βYou sure you want to do this shit here?β I ask, looking down at his hard dick. βYup. I do.β He said, smiling as he gripped on his hard dick, βWe ainβt got much time.β He said. I took that as my queue to get things started. I walked over to Trent. He quickly pulled me in, kissing me on my lips as his hands fell to my waist. I could feel his hands aggressively rubbing on my hips. I liked that. I moaned lightly in his mouth as Trent wrapped his arms around me and placed his two hands on my round firm booty. He started to squeeze on my booty and I let out a louder moan. I exhaled as I looked up at my ceiling. I felt so fucking good. I couldnβt believe we were doing this shit in a bathroom! βCJβ¦.β He said as began to softly bite on my neck. βYes?β I said, biting my lip as I stifled another moan. βIβm readyβ¦β he said as he began to lick on my neck. When he said that shit, it made me SO fucking hot. βSay no moreβ¦β I moaned as he raised his face to meet mine again. Our lips connected again as we shared a single kiss. I then dropped to my knees. I didnβt plan on sucking his dick for long, but I couldnβt miss out on the chance to suck a dick this pretty. As my knees hit the ground of the bathroom floor, I was met with a beautiful 9 inch cut dick. The head was so round and perfect. The shaft was a nice dark brown. I looked up at Trent and smiled. He smiled back. I put the head in my mouth and I started to swirl my tongue around it. Trent moaned as his knees buckles β I grabbed his hips to steady him. I flicked my tongue back and forth against the head of his dick and I put the whole thing in my mouth. I slowly went up and down the shaft and I created enough spit in my mouth to create a slippery slope. I was bobbing and weaving on the dick and Trent began pushing my head further down on his dick. I went underneath his dick and put both of his balls in my mouth and started sucking on them. He was shaking. βOh shit!β He moaned out. Trentβs head was flung back with his mouth was completely open. I smiled to myself as raised my head and I stared up into his eyes. βYou keep that shit up, and Iβm going to cum soon!β Trent whispered through clenched teeth.
I looked out of the corner of his eyes up at Trent and I noticed that he was in full ecstasy.
βOh word?β I whispered. Trent nodded his head as he nodded in confirmation. βItβs time I finish you off then.β I said in a low voice. I looked down at Trentβs dick which was dripping in pre-cum. I opened my mouth, leaned towards it and once again, I took Trentβs full nine inches of stiff dick down my throat. I looked up to see that Trentβs eyes were staring down into mine.
I couldnβt read his expression, but he looked like he was in a complete state of bliss. I suctioned my lips around the base of his dick. Trent thrust his hips and pushed my head down again as I continued to run my tongue up and down the length of his shaft.
Trent couldnβt believe how tight my lips were wrapped around his dick. I could tell that the wetness of my mouth and my expertise dick sucking skills were getting to him as he bit his lips to stifle his moans.
βDamn nigga! What the fuck are you doing to me!? Iβm about to cum!β Trent said in a loud but soft moan of ecstasy! With that, he pushed my head down (right as I was trying to remove my lips from his dick.)
Before I could do anything, Trent was palming the top of my head with his hands as his dick erupted into my mouth. I had no choice in the matter β Trent inadvertently forced me to swallow his nut as four, thick shots of cum went directly into my throat. I gagged, but I kept it down as Trent continued to cum in my throat.
As he finished his orgasm, Trent calmed down and released his grip on my head. I used this opportunity to lick my lips and stand up, which was a struggle after having been on my knees for a good 15 minutes.
I managed to stand up and I saw that Trent was still half naked with his pants and boxers still on the ground.
βUmβ¦ we should probably get out of here before someone catches us.β I said as I looked at Trent as he leaned back on the wall. He simply smiled, he didnβt seem that concerned.
βWell, I gotta get dressed. We both canβt exit here at the same time, thatβll seem suspect. You go first and Iβll lock it behind me so I can get dressed and come out in a few minutes.β Trent said. What he was suggesting actually made sense.
βBetβ¦well, I hope you enjoyed that man. If you have time this week, I want to feel the real thing.β I said, disappointed that I didnβt get the chance to get fucked by him.
βYou right, I owe you shorty, especially after thatβ¦just hit me up, Iβll be here for a few days. Weβll make it work.β Trent said, bending over to raise his underwear and pants back to his waist. Damn, he was just too sexy for his own good.
βAlrightβ¦ Iβll get up with you soon.β I said, walking towards the exit. I slowly opened the door and I saw that the coast was clear β no one was by the back hallway. I quickly exited and I heard the door lock behind me. I was surprised β Trentβs spontaneous idea had worked and we hadnβt gotten caught.
I managed to walk through the crowded bar as if nothing happened which was great. I said hello to a few friends as I made my way to the exit. When I stepped outside, I checked my phone and I saw that it was 12:30. The night was still young! I considered trying to see if any of my friends or frat were free when I felt my stomach rumble.
βI need to find something to eat.β I thought to myself as I remembered that Iβd skipped out on eating in anticipating of hooking up with Trent. That hadnβt panned out, but it was all good. Tonight had been one of the craziest nights Iβd had in a minute.
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