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Chapter 3 by Smiling-Jack Smiling-Jack

What happens to Simon this weekend?

Chore #1 Oral studies

Brandon didn't wait long placing a meaty hand upon Simon's bare shoulder the cool air cool upon his skin, the welcome warmth of that hand and the chest pressed to his back but the sickening spin of his stomach knowing full well what was expected. The 'rules' the head of Omega Delta had set them down after skillfully ensnaring the shy artist in a web of shame that only seemed to grow with each...weekend.

Simon was pressed to his knees and Brandon stepped in front of this 'pretty' thing "You need to practice, so get to work."Simon's hands were shaking...he hated this still not getting used to it, nor was he ever going to admit that he was getting 'better' if only to get it over with. Those delicate fingers found the zipper of the 'jocks' jeans fumbling at the button as he plucked it open, and ran the zipper down to its base, preparing himself Simon pulled the thick fabric down over Brandons ass, a flaccid six inch beast spilling free and swelling to its full nine under the heat of Simon's trembling breath.

The jock never wore underwear, fact of the matter was the fact Brandon had a shirt on was overdressed. Simon used to fantasize aout such thing but now the images haunt his every waking hour. "Lets see that tongue work."

"Shut the fuck up, asshole its enough I have to blow you!" Simon snapped.

Brandon and the others loved that mouth for many reasons, one being it was amazingly natural, two Simon pierced his tongue and three that mouth of his always gave them reason to punish the little bitch. "Well you better get to work before I tell Trev you were misbehaving."

Brandon gripped Simon's dark mane of of hair as Simon sneered before licking the length of it. He could almost remember every little vein of this beast as he felt the it throb with every teasing drag of his velvet tongue from base to tip "Remember Simon remember what we taught you." Brandon smirked as he watches this stubborn little bitch give his cock a tongue bath, Simon's hand reluctantly reaching up to gently caress the hanging orbs rolling his fingers about them. Simon's long licks now including Brandon's hanging fruit for a few more torturous licks only to end with those girlish lips to swallow half of that same fuck stick in one slow attempts Simon's tongue worming along the underside of it.

"Such an amazing cocksucker, lets see if you can deepthroat yet." A hard grip finds Simon's hair again and Brandon's hips press forward with ****.

Can you Deep throat him yet?

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