Stanford Park Glory Hole - Chapter 7

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The ride to school on Monday was silent, but that was nothing new. My brother Andy usually avoided talking to me any more than he had to. I was the annoying kid that our parents made him drive to and from school against his will, the one who used to pester him and his best friend Wyatt to let him join in their games and sleepovers.

Now I knew why they'd never wanted me around: they'd been hooking up, until Wyatt moved away. The fact that I now knew this- and so much more- added a new dimension to the silence between us.

Andy and I hadn't talked since he'd slammed his bedroom door in my face on Saturday afternoon. He'd come home from work late on Saturday night and had only emerged from his room on Sunday afternoon to shower and head back to his job as a waiter.

I'd spent the day in my own room, finishing my homework and jerking off periodically as I replayed the events of the last few days in my mind. I also exchanged several texts with Zeke, filling him in on the second glory hole run-in I'd had with Chris Benner.

When Andy pulled into a spot in the school parking lot, I muttered a thank you for the ride and jumped out of the car. As I approached the entrance to the school, I saw most of my buddies standing together, shooting the shit.

My heart began to beat a little faster as I walked up to them. Bill Markley was telling a story, but all I could think about was hearing him get his first blowjob in the bleachers on Friday night, from my brother.

Nick Weller and Chris Benner were his audience. Since we'd last been at school together, I'd had Chris's dick in my mouth at Stanford Park, not that he had any clue that it was me.

He'd sucked me as well, the next day, and I wondered for the billionth time if Benner had seen my face through the peephole on Saturday afternoon. Did he know? If so, his casual nod to me as I walked up gave nothing away.

Oddly enough, both blowjobs had been interrupted, so neither of us had swallowed the others load. No, the only friend's cum I'd tasted was Zeke Barlow's, and as I stood there with the others, my eyes scanned the parking lot, looking for him.

Markley had just delivered his punchline when Andy walked by on his way inside. Over the guys' laughter, Bill called out "Hi Andy!"

My brother glanced over at him. "Hey." Andy's eyes met mine briefly before darting away. He was starting to blush and picked up his pace to get away from us.

I watched him disappear through the doors and then cut a glance at Bill, whose eyes had also followed my brother.

There were so many secrets floating around our group, it was making my head spin. I had to wonder if there were others that I didn't know about.

Then I caught sight of Zeke walking our way, his head nodding along to the music coming through his airpods, and I felt a huge smile breaking out on my face.

The five minute warning bell sounded just as Zeke reached us.

"Just in time, Barlow. You don't want to miss first period and Bella's tits!" Benner cracked.

"You know it," Zeke grinned at Benner and then made eye contact with me, looking amused.

We headed in and dispersed toward our lockers and first classes of the day. I was just sitting down in class when my phone buzzed and a text from Zeke popped up.

"Meet me in the C Hall men's room in 20 minutes?"

My pulse quickened. "I'll be there." I debated sending an eggplant and a winky face emoji, but decided to play it cool.

The next twenty minutes crawled by. Finally I was able to raise my hand and ask Mr. Denning if I could use the bathroom. He nodded and I grabbed the laminated hall pass that hung by the door and headed out.

Zeke was standing by the sink when I walked in. "Hi," I said. Zeke grinned and pulled me into a kiss, slipping his tongue in my mouth.

"Hi," he said back, after he'd kissed me. "I really wanted to do that when I saw you standing there this morning with the guys."

"So did I." Zeke grabbed my hand and pulled me into the closest stall, closing the door behind us. He spun me around, pushing me up against it, and made quick work of undoing my pants and pulling my cock free.

"Zeke..." I started to protest. We couldn't do this in school, someone would catch us. His lips closed around my cock and immediately silenced my protest.

Zeke pulled off my cock long enough to say, "We have to be quick," and then went to work, once again leaving me breathless and weak in the knees from his oral skills. There was no real worry about being anything but quick, given the intense pleasure he was bringing me and the added risk of getting my dick sucked at school.

"I'm close," I moaned a few minutes later, causing him to increase his efforts. I groaned far too loudly in the silent bathroom as I shot in my friend's mouth. I looked down and watched Zeke's throat work as he swallowed all of my jizz, his eyes locked on mine.

When he was done, Zeke sat back and gave me what I could only describe as a cocky grin. "Damn, you look hot when you're about to lose it, McCall."

I laughed. "That must have been one hell of a band camp you learned your skills at, Zeke."

Barlow winked and then stood up. I reached for the zipper of his pants, but he pushed my hands away. "I want your mouth on my dick, but I have Bitterman first period, and you know that asshole will send a search party if I'm gone too long," Zeke sighed.

I groaned. "I don't want to get you bricked up and leave you hanging," I snuck in a quick squeeze of his hard cock through the fabric that was constraining it.

"To be continued, McCall. Like that other stuff we talked about on Saturday." Zeke smiled. My heart skipped a beat at the thought of us fucking each other's asses.

"Do you have to watch the twins this afternoon?"

Zeke groaned. "Yeah. I wish I didn't have to. I'd rather hang out with you."

We kissed again, briefly, while I reached down and groped my friend's bulge, but then he reached behind me and unlatched the stall door, and we walked back over to the sinks. Zeke pulled a mini bottle of mouthwash out of his pocket and began to swirl some of it around in his mouth.

"Always prepared, I see! Want to meet again in third period so I can return the favor? I have Armstrong, she wouldn't notice if half the class disappeared for the entire hour."

"I have a test that period," he sighed.

"Damn. Guess I'll see you at lunch," I said, pulling him back into a brief kiss.

Our mouths had just parted when the door opened. We both jumped back from each other quickly and I knew how sus we must have looked.

The geeky looking freshman who'd walked in shot us a funny look as he headed to the urinals, and Zeke and I made a hasty exit and went back to our classes.

Second and third periods passed in a state of post-blowjob bliss. I had gym in fourth period with Markley and Weller. I wasn't really in the mood to be friendly toward Bill after what he'd let his scumbag cousin do to Andy, so I did no more than grunt in response to his chatter as we changed into our gym clothes. I'd been mad at myself for the last few days, so it was easy enough to shift some of that anger in his direction.

We were divided into teams for a basketball game, and I let my aggravation boil over. I got a little rough while covering Bill and fouled him, and Coach Huck blew his whistle at me and sent me to the bench.

Back in the locker room we hit the showers and then Bill, his hair still wet and his lanky body clad in a towel, cornered me as I was getting dressed. "What the hell, McCall?"

Part of me wanted to let him have it, but I remembered his own apology to Andy on the bleachers after Ryan left, and I certainly didn't need to say something that would make things worse for Andy.

"Sorry, Bill. Just having a bad day."

Weller walked up in his towel and overheard me. "McCall, you need to get laid. A good blowjob will work all those frustrations out."

"Like you'd know!" I shoved him playfully.

"Your Mom free this afternoon, Nick?" Bill asked, grabbing his junk through his towel and shaking it.

Weller shot us a double bird. "Fuck you both very much."

I laughed. Bill and Nick both turned to their lockers and dropped their towels, and I took a quick, appreciative glance at their asses. Nick's was completely smooth, and Bill's had a bit of fuzz on his cheeks and a lot more hair peeking out of the crack. I turned back to my locker and finished getting dressed.

We had lunch the next period. Zeke and I exchanged smiles, and I bumped my foot against his under the table a few times, just to make contact, but it was otherwise the same sort of lunch period we'd had a million times before. The rest of the day went by slowly, but it finally ended. Zeke and I met up at his locker and walked toward the parking lot together.

"You going to the park today?" Zeke asked as he walked outside.

"Maybe. You pretty much sucked the soul out of me this morning, though. I'd rather go there with you, we have more fun together."

Zeke grinned. "I bet that guy we tag teamed is still feeling it," he said quietly.

Andy wasn't at the car yet, so Zeke and I leaned against it. "Aren't you worried about going to the park?" he asked.

I'd told him about the guy on Saturday afternoon who'd caught me and made the comment about faggots, so I assumed that's what he was referring to.

"No, I think as long as I'm in a stall I'm fine."

"I meant, aren't you afraid it might be Andy again?" Zeke said, nodding his head toward the school, where my brother had just walked out the door.

"Oh." I couldn't tell my buddy that I wasn't at all worried, that in fact I wanted it to be Andy in the next stall. He'd think I was a freak. I guess maybe I am a freak.

"I'll pay attention to the shoes, make sure they're not his," I improvised.

Zeke nodded and we watched Andy making his way toward us. "Hey Andy!" Zeke greeted my brother.

"Hey Barlow. Let's go, Abetard." Andy opened his door and got inside, slamming it behind him.

"What a friendly guy your brother is," Zeke laughed. "Text me about your adventures tonight if you do go, okay?" Zeke touched my arm and I felt myself staring at his lips.

"I really wish you were free this afternoon," I said.

"Me, too. I should be free tomorrow after school. Is Andy working?"

"I'll find out."

"Let me know. If he isn't, we can always go to the park. See you tomorrow!" Zeke headed for the bike rack and I got inside the car.

Andy was looking at me oddly as he started his car. "What?" I asked.

Andy just shrugged. The ride home was silent and Andy went right up to his room. I grabbed a drink and went up to drop my backpack in my room and then headed down to get my bike out. When I came out of the shed with it, Andy was standing there.

"Going somewhere?" Andy asked sarcastically.

I felt myself blushing. "Uh, yeah."

"To Zeke's? Is that what the two of you were whispering about?"

"No, he's watching the twins today."

Andy shook his head. "So, you're heading to the park. This going to be an everyday thing with you?"

"Are you going to tell me you and Wyatt weren't doing it daily when you first started?" I snapped back.

"Don't talk about Wyatt. Anyway, that was different. We were friends, not strangers in a scuzzy park bathroom."

"Well, you definitely moved on to strangers and scuzzy bathrooms, so stop trying to ruin my fun."

"I'm trying to keep you safe, dickweed!" Andy snarled.

"Like you care if I'm safe! You want me out of your business, remember? So you can stay out of mine, too."

I climbed on my bike. Andy shook his head and opened his mouth to speak, but then his phone dinged.

He glanced at it and I saw his face change. I knew it had to be Ryan.

"You can't go today, Abe. I have to go there. I've been summoned by my master," Andy said bitterly.

My heart sank. "What does he say?"

I didn't think he'd tell me, but Andy read the text out to me. "Hey cocksucker. Report to your office in Stanford Park immediately."

"Andy..."

"Shut up. I have to go. Don't follow me this time. I've been humiliated in front of you enough already."

"We can stop him! If I show up with you, it takes his leverage away. Plus, blackmail is illegal, and so are those pictures and videos of you, since you're 17. Let's turn the tables on him. I'm pretty sure he also sells drugs, so we can threaten to turn him in for all of those things if he doesn't back off!"

Andy stared at me. "I can't risk it, Abe. He could post all that shit online."

"That would be illegal! Andy, please, let me go with you."

"Stay here, Abe. I mean it. If I see you there, I'm going to kick your ass like it's never been kicked before, you got it?"

"Damn it, Andy. I'm trying to protect you, dickweed!" I said, paraphrasing his own words back at him.

"I will take care of myself. You just stay away from Stanford Park today. Consider this your verbal text, per our agreement."

Andy walked away and I heard his car start up. I was torn. I really wanted to follow him to the park and do something to help him, but I couldn't be a silent witness to his humiliation again, and I believed that Andy truly would kick my ass if I showed up. We hadn't had a full-on fight with each other in a few years, but I knew from experience that he could take me.

I put my bike away and headed back upstairs.

About half an hour later, the doorbell rang. I went downstairs and found Chris Benner standing there.

"What's up, Chris?"

"Nothing. Just wanted to hang, if you're free," Chris said.

"Oh. Sure. No Naomi this afternoon?" I stepped back and let him inside.

"She's busy. Family stuff," Chris explained as he followed me up to my room.

I sat down on the edge of my bed and tossed him a controller. He pulled my desk chair next to the bed, and we started playing Halo, bantering back and forth.

The whole time, my mind was far from the game. Half of it was with Andy. Was he on his knees in the park right now, sucking off that douche Ryan? Was something even worse happening?

The other half of my brain was busy still wondering if Chris had seen my face on Saturday. Him coming over to hang at my house wasn't unusual, but the fact that he was on his own was. I couldn't remember Benner ever coming over without Markley or his own particular sidekick, Nick, with him.

After we'd played for a bit, Chris tossed his controller aside. "Hey, McCall, did you see that video that leaked?"

I paused the game and turned to look at him. "What video?"

Benner grinned. "You know Livia Rowley, that chick who makes all those TikTok's?"

I knew who she was, but only because Ross Culver, her boyfriend, was a gorgeous college jock with an amazing body and his own string of TikTok's where he liked to show it off. They also made comedic vids together. "Yeah?"

"Her sex tape leaked. It's fuckin' hot. Here, watch," Benner pulled out his phone and moved next to me on the bed. We both stared at the screen of his phone, which was soon filled with the familiar face of Livia Rowley, her mouth stretched obscenely around a very large cock.

"Fuck!" I gasped. "Is that Ross?"

"Her boyfriend? Yeah. Just wait until he's pounding her, they're both staring right into the camera."

We watched, and about two minutes later the scene cut to a close up of that same large cock sliding into her from behind. Once it was buried deep inside, he handed the camera to her, and she maneuvered it so it was positioned right in front of them. Ross, his gorgeous body glistening, began pounding her and then fell forward onto her back, grabbing her face into a sideways kiss, while he continued to thrust.

"Wow! This is hot," I said. The front of the shorts I'd changed into after school bore witness to just how hot I thought it was, and a glance at Benner's lap showed that he was into it, too. We'd never watched porn together, and his sudden arrival at my house on his own, followed by his decision to show me this video, left me with no doubt in my mind. Benner knew it was me at the glory hole on Saturday afternoon.

Chris was fully aware he'd already had my cock in his mouth, then, and he must be doing this in hopes of getting to finish what had been interrupted at Stanford Park.

The video ended with me seeing Ross Culver's cum face as he shot a massive load on Livia's ass. "Play it again," I told Chris. As I said the words, I leaned back on the bed and made a show of undoing my pants. "That really turned me on."

"Me, too. Do you mind if I..." Benner gestured toward his own bulge. I shook my head as I pulled my dick free. Chris made quick work of getting his own out and then started the video over. We watched and stroked next to each other in silence.

When it ended again, Chris looked over at me. "There's another one that leaked when she was hacked," Chris said.

"Yeah? Let's see it, then."

"Okay. It's a little different."

Chris pulled it up on his phone and I caught my breath. This time it was Ross, sitting back on his bed, stroking his big meat while Livia talked to him from behind the camera. He looked fucking sexy. Then, Livia set the camera down and moved forward, and I gasped loudly when I saw she was wearing a strap-on.

I stroked madly as I watched this stereotypical college bro start to suck his girlfriend's plastic cock. "That's so fucking hot!" I moaned.

"I thought you'd like that," Benner said softly. I glanced over at him and saw that his eyes weren't on the video. They were on my dick. As Ross began to gag in his attempts to deepthroat Livia, I reached over and placed my hand on the back of Chris's head and began to push him toward my dick.

Benner pulled away. "What the fuck, McCall? You think I'm a fag or something?" Chris's words didn't seem to have much heat behind them.

I took the phone from his hand and paused the video. "Let's not play, Benner. You saw me on Saturday through the peephole, and I saw you when you walked out of the bathroom. We both know why you're here."

I hit play with one hand and used the other to push him all the way down this time, with no resistance from him. He looked up at me just as Ross lay back in the video and spread his ass for the strap-on. "I'm not a fag, Abe. I'm just... curious." With that, he took the head of my dick in his mouth.

As Benner began to give me the same subpar head he'd given me through the glory hole on Saturday, I watched Ross take that fat strap-on up his ass and moan like a bitch. It would have been much hotter if Benner hadn't been so bad at giving head. When the video ended with Ross crying out and cumming all over himself, I pushed Chris aside and sat up.

"Benner, you really suck at that! Here, do what I do, okay?" I pushed him back on the bed and spun around, assuming the same position on top of him that Zeke and I had been in on Saturday. I began to suck Chris and he tentatively started to mimic everything I was doing.

He improved quite a bit, and soon I was getting close. Suddenly, Chris deviated from just copying what I was doing and moved his hand to my ass, where he circled his fingertip around my asshole and pressed lightly against it. No one had ever touched me there before, and it sent me over the top so fast that I unloaded in Benner's mouth with no warning.

At nearly the same moment, my bedroom door opened, and I found myself looking up at my brother as Benner's cock started to fill my mouth with cum.

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斯坦福公园的寻欢洞 - 第七章

作者：布兰登·沃尔登 发布于：2023 年 8 月 4 日 字数：3793 来源：https://new.nifty.org/stories/stanford-park-glory-hole-97186/7

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周一上学的路上很沉默，但这并不新鲜。我哥安迪通常除了不得不跟我说的话之外，都尽量回避我。我就是那个让他被迫违心接送上下学的烦人弟弟，那个以前总缠着他和他最好的朋友怀亚特，求他们让我加入他们的游戏和过夜的家伙。

现在我知道了为什么他们从来不想让我在场：他们一直在偷偷搞在一起，直到怀亚特搬走。如今我知道了这件事——还有更多其他的事——给我们的沉默增添了新的维度。

从周六下午安迪在我面前摔上他卧室的门之后，我们就没再说过话。他周六晚上很晚才下班回来，周日下午才出房间洗了个澡，就又回餐馆做服务生了。

我一整天都待在自己房间里，写完作业，然后一边在脑子里重放过去几天发生的事，一边时不时地打飞机。我还跟齐克来回发了好几条短信，告诉了他我第二次在寻欢洞碰上克里斯·本纳的事。

当安迪在学校停车场停好车时，我咕哝了一句谢谢送我一程，就跳下了车。走近学校入口时，我看到我大部分哥们儿都站在一起，正在胡扯。

我走过去的时候，心跳开始加快。比尔·马克利正在讲一个故事，但我满脑子想的都是周五晚上在看台上听到他第一次被口交——还是被我哥口的。

尼克·韦勒和克里斯·本纳是他的听众。自从我们上次一起在学校以来，我已经在斯坦福公园把克里斯的鸡巴含进嘴里了，不过他完全不知道那是我。

第二天他也给我口了，我无数次地琢磨，本纳周六下午到底有没有透过偷窥孔看见我的脸。他知道吗？如果知道，我走过去时他随意地冲我点头的样子，没有露出任何破绽。

说来奇怪，两次口交都被打断了，所以我们谁也没吞下对方的精华。不，我唯一尝过的朋友的精液是齐克·巴洛的，当我跟其他人站在一起时，我的目光扫过停车场，寻找着他。

马克利刚抖完他的包袱，安迪就从旁边走过，朝里面去了。在大家的笑声中，比尔喊了一声“嗨，安迪！”

我哥朝他瞥了一眼。“嗨。”安迪的目光短暂地跟我的触碰了一下，然后立刻闪开。他开始脸红，加快脚步想从我们身边逃离。

我看着他消失在门里，然后瞥了一眼比尔，他的目光也跟着我哥的身影。

我们这群人里藏着太多秘密，让我头晕目眩。我不禁怀疑，还有没有其他我不知道的秘密。

就在这时，我看到齐克朝我们走来，他的头随着耳机里的音乐点着，我感到脸上绽开了灿烂的笑容。

齐克刚走到我们跟前，五分钟预备铃就响了。

“正准时，巴洛。你肯定不想错过第一节课和贝拉的奶子吧！”本纳打趣道。

“你知道的，”齐克对本纳咧嘴笑了笑，然后跟我对视了一眼，表情有些好笑。

我们走进去，各自散开，朝储物柜和第一节课的教室走去。我刚在课上坐下，手机就震动起来，齐克的短信弹了出来。

“二十分钟后，在 C 走廊男厕所见面？”

我的脉搏加快了。“我会去的。”我犹豫了一下要不要发个茄子加眨眼的表情，但决定还是装得酷一点。

接下来的二十分钟像爬一样慢。终于，我举起手问丹宁先生能不能去上厕所。他点点头，我抓起挂在门边的过塑通行证出了门。

我走进去时，齐克正站在洗手池旁。“嗨，”我说。齐克咧嘴一笑，把我拉进一个吻，将舌头滑入我嘴里。

“嗨，”他吻完后回应道。“早上跟大伙儿一起站在那儿看到你的时候，我就特别想这么做。”

“我也是。”齐克抓住我的手，把我拉进最近的隔间，在身后关上门。他把我转过来，推到门上，然后麻利地解开我的裤子，把我的鸡巴掏了出来。

“齐克……”我正要抗议。我们不能在学校干这种事，会被人抓到的。他的嘴唇裹住我的鸡巴，立刻就把我的抗议堵了回去。

齐克松开我的鸡巴，刚好够说了句“我们得快点儿”，然后就投入了行动，再次让我因为他的口技而喘不过气来，膝盖发软。考虑到他带给我的强烈快感，再加上在学校被口交的额外风险，速战速决其实根本不用担心。

“快了，”几分钟后我呻吟道，这让他更加卖力了。当我射进朋友嘴里时，在寂静的厕所里发出了过于响亮的呻吟。我低头看着齐克的喉咙吞咽着我全部的精液，眼睛紧锁着我的。

完事后，齐克坐回去，露出一个我只能形容为得意的笑。“该死，你快失守的样子真性感，麦考尔。”

我笑了。“你那些技术肯定是在一个特别厉害的乐队夏令营学的，齐克。”

巴洛眨了眨眼，然后站起来。我伸手去拉他的裤子拉链，但他把我的手推开了。“我想让你口我的鸡巴，但我第一节是比特曼的课，你知道那个混蛋要是发现我迟到太久，会派搜查队来的，”齐克叹了口气。

我哀叹了一声。“我不想让你硬起来，然后晾着你，”我隔着约束着它的布料，飞快地捏了一下他坚硬的鸡巴。

“未完待续，麦考尔。还有其他我们周六聊过的那些事。”齐克笑了笑。想到我们互相操屁股，我的心漏跳了一拍。

“你今天下午要照看双胞胎吗？”

齐克哀嚎了一声。“要。我真希望不用。我宁愿跟你在一块儿。”

我们又吻了一下，很短暂，同时我伸下手去，捏了捏朋友的鼓包，但接着他伸手到我身后，拉开了隔间门，我们走回了洗手池边。齐克从口袋里掏出一小瓶漱口水，往嘴里倒了一些开始漱口。

“我看你总是有备无患啊！第三节下课再碰个头，好让我回礼怎么样？我上阿姆斯特朗的课，就算半班人翘课整整一节课她都不会发现。”

“我那节课有测验，”他叹了口气。

“该死。那就午餐见吧，”我说着，又把他拉回到一个短暂的吻里。

我们的嘴唇刚分开，门就开了。我们俩都飞快地跳开彼此，我知道我们看起来一定非常可疑。

走进来的那个书呆子模样新生怪异地看了我们一眼，朝小便池走去，齐克和我匆匆撤离，回到了各自的教室。

第二节和第三节课是在被口交后的幸福余韵中度过的。第四节是体育课，跟马克利和韦勒一起。鉴于比尔让他的渣滓表哥对安迪所做的一切，我实在没什么心情对他友善，所以当我们换上运动服时，对他的唠叨我只是哼几声作为回应。过去几天我一直对自己很生气，所以把部分怒火转移到他身上倒挺容易。

我们被分成两队打篮球比赛，我让自己的怒气发泄了出来。在防守比尔时我动作有点粗暴，对他犯了规，哈克教练冲我吹了哨子，把我罚下了场。

回到更衣室后我们冲洗了一下，然后头发还是湿的、瘦长的身体裹着浴巾的比尔，在我穿衣服时堵住了我。“到底怎么回事，麦考尔？”

我有心想冲他发一通火，但我记得瑞安走后他在看台上对安迪的亲口道歉，而且我也绝不能说出什么会让安迪处境更糟的话。

“抱歉，比尔。就是今天心情不好。”

韦勒裹着浴巾走过来，听到了我的话。“麦考尔，你需要来一炮。一场好的口交就能把所有这些郁闷都发泄掉。”

“好像你懂似的！”我闹着玩推了他一把。

“你妈今天下午有空吗，尼克？”比尔问道，隔着浴巾抓着自己的裆部晃了晃。

韦勒朝我们俩竖了两根中指。“非常谢谢你们俩。”

我笑了。比尔和尼克都转向各自的储物柜，浴巾掉了，我迅速地瞥了一眼他们的屁股，带了些欣赏的意味。尼克的屁股完全光滑，比尔的臀瓣上有些细绒，股沟里探出的毛更多。我转回自己的储物柜，继续穿好衣服。

下节课就是午餐。齐克和我交换了微笑，我在桌子下面用脚碰了他的脚好几次，只是为了接触一下，但除此之外，这顿午饭跟以往任何一次没什么不同。剩下的一天过得缓慢，但终于结束了。齐克和我在他的储物柜前碰头，一起朝停车场走去。

“你今天去公园吗？”齐克走到外面时问道。

“也许吧。不过你今天早上差不多把我的魂儿都吸出来了。我更想跟你一起去，我们俩一起更好玩。”

齐克咧嘴笑了。“我打赌我们俩一起夹击的那个家伙现在还有感觉呢，”他小声说。

安迪还没到车旁，所以齐克靠在了车上。“你不怕去公园吗？”他问道。

我已经跟他说过周六下午那个人逮到我、还对基佬出言不逊的事，所以我以为他是在指这个。

“不怕，我觉得只要我待在隔间里就没事。”

“我是说，你不怕又会是安迪吗？”齐克说着，朝学校的方向点了点头，我哥刚刚从门口走出来。

“哦。”我不能告诉我的哥们儿我一点也不担心，事实上我巴不得隔壁隔间是安迪。他会觉得我是变态的。也许我确实是个变态。

“我会留意鞋子的，确保不是他的，”我临时编了个谎。

齐克点点头，我们看着安迪朝我们走来。“嗨，安迪！”齐克对我哥打了个招呼。

“嗨，巴洛。走了，傻逼贝。”安迪打开车门钻了进去，在身后把门摔上了。

“你哥真是个友好的家伙，”齐克大笑。“要是你今晚真去的话，把冒险经历发短信告诉我，好吗？”齐克碰了碰我的胳膊，我发现自己盯着他的嘴唇看。

“我真希望你今天下午有空，”我说。

“我也是。明天放学后我应该有空。安迪上班吗？”

“我会打听的。”

“告诉我一声。如果他不上班，我们可以去公园。明天见！”齐克朝自行车架走去，我钻进了车里。

安迪发动车时古怪地看着我。“怎么？”我问。

安迪只是耸了耸肩。回家的路上依旧沉默，安迪径直上楼进了自己房间。我拿了杯饮料，上楼把背包扔进房间，然后下楼去推自行车。当我从棚里推出车时，安迪正站在那儿。

“要去哪儿？”安迪语带讽刺地问。

我感觉到自己脸红了。“呃，是啊。”

“去齐克家？你们俩刚在窃窃私语就是聊这个？”

“不是，他今天要看双胞胎。”

安迪摇了摇头。“所以，你这是要去公园。你打算以后天天都去？”

“你不会是想告诉我，你跟怀亚特刚搞上那阵子不是天天搞吧？”我反击道。

“别谈怀亚特。再说了，那不一样。我们是朋友，不是在一个肮脏公园厕所里的陌生人。”

“哼，你绝对已经转战陌生人加肮脏厕所了，所以别来扫我的兴。”

“我是想让你安安全全的，白痴！”安迪吼道。

“好像你在乎我安不安全似的！你让我别管你的事，还记得吗？那你也别管我的事。”

我跨上了自行车。安迪摇了摇头，张嘴想说什么，但这时他的手机响了。

他瞥了一眼，我看到他脸色变了。我知道那肯定是瑞安。

“你今天不能去，阿贝。我得去那儿。我的主人召唤我了，”安迪苦涩地说。

我的心一沉。“他说了什么？”

我以为他不会告诉我，但安迪把短信读给我听了。“嗨，吃鸡巴的。立刻到斯坦福公园你的办公室报到。”

“安迪……”

“闭嘴。我得走了。这次别跟着我。我在你面前被羞辱得已经够多了。”

“我们可以制止他！如果我和你一起出现，他的把柄就没了。再说，勒索是违法的，那些你的照片和视频也是违法的，因为你才 17 岁。咱们反戈一击吧。我基本确定他还贩毒，他要是不收手，我们可以威胁去告发他所有这些事！”

安迪瞪着我。“我不能冒险，阿贝。他可以把那些东西全发到网上去。”

“那是违法的！安迪，求你了，让我跟你一起去。”

“待在家里，阿贝。我是认真的。要是我在那儿看到你，我会把你揍得亲妈都不认识，你听明白了吗？”

“妈的，安迪。我是想保护你，白痴！”我用他自己说过的话回敬他。

“我会自己照顾自己。你今天离斯坦福公园远点就是了。把这当作我们商定的口头短信通知。”

安迪走开了，我听到他的车发动起来。我内心很矛盾。我真想跟着他去公园做点什么帮帮他，但我无法再次默默见证他被羞辱，而且我相信安迪要是看到我出现，真会揍我一顿。我们好几年没实打实打过架了，但从过往经验我知道，他打得过我。

我把自行车放回去，重新上楼。

大约半小时后，门铃响了。我下楼去，发现克里斯·本纳站在门口。

“怎么了，克里斯？”

“没事。就是想过来玩会儿，你要有空的话，”克里斯说。

“哦。行啊。今天没有内奥米？”我退后一步让他进来。

“她忙。家里的事，”克里斯跟着我上楼到我房间时解释道。

我在床沿坐下，扔了个手柄给他。他把我的书桌椅拉到床边，我们开始玩《光环》，一边玩一边互相打趣。

整个过程，我的心根本不在游戏上。一半心思在安迪身上。他现在是不是正跪在公园里，给那个混账瑞安口交？是不是发生了更糟的事？

另一半心思则还在琢磨克里斯周六到底有没有看到我的脸。他到我家来玩本身并不稀奇，但他独自一人来这件事本身却有些不寻常。我不记得本纳以前不跟马克利、或者他自己的跟班尼克一起来。

我们玩了一会儿之后，克里斯把手柄扔到了一边。“嘿，麦考尔，你看过泄露的那个视频了吗？”

我暂停了游戏，转过去看他。“什么视频？”

本纳咧嘴笑了。“你知道莉维娅·罗利吗，那个发了好多 TikTok 的妞？”

我知道她是谁，但那只是因为她的男朋友罗斯·卡尔弗，一个身材超棒的大学生帅哥运动健将，他也有自己的 TikTok 系列，喜欢在上头秀身材。他们还一起拍搞笑视频。“怎么了？”

“她的性爱录像泄出来了。太他妈辣了。给，看看，”本纳掏出手机，移到我旁边的床上。我们都盯着他的手机屏幕，很快屏幕上就充满了莉维娅·罗利那张熟悉的脸，她的嘴被一根非常大的鸡巴塞得满满当当。

“操！”我倒吸一口气。“那是罗斯吗？”

“她男朋友？对。等到他开始干她的时候更精彩，他们俩都直直地盯着镜头。”

我们继续看，大约两分钟后，画面切到同一根大鸡巴从后面滑入她体内的特写。完全插到底后，他把摄像机递给她，她把它摆弄好，正对着他们前方。罗斯那迷人的身体闪闪发光，开始抽插，然后向前趴到她背上，揽过她的脸来了个侧吻，同时继续挺动。

“哇！这个太辣了，”我说。我放学后换上的短裤前面印证了我有多觉得它辣，我瞥了一眼本纳的裤裆，发现他也被挑动了。我们以前从来没有一起看过色情片，他突然独自跑到我家来，然后决定给我看这个视频，让我心中不再有任何怀疑。本纳知道周六下午寻欢洞的人是我了。

克里斯完全清楚他已经把我的鸡巴含进嘴里过了，所以，他这么做肯定是希望完成在斯坦福公园被中断的事。

视频在罗斯射了一大泡精在莉维娅屁股上、露出他射精表情时结束了。“再放一遍，”我对克里斯说。说这话时，我向后靠在床上，故作姿态地解开裤子。“这真让我兴奋起来了。”

“我也是。你介意我……”本纳朝自己的鼓包示意了一下。我摇摇头，把自己的鸡巴掏了出来。克里斯也麻利地掏出自己的，然后重新播放视频。我们默默地坐在彼此旁边看着、撸着。

视频再次结束后，克里斯看向我。“她被黑的时候，还有一个视频也泄露了，”克里斯说。

“是吗？那再放那个看看。”

“行。这个有点不一样。”

克里斯在他手机上打开视频，我屏住了呼吸。这次是罗斯，向后靠在他的床上，套弄着他的大鸡巴，莉维娅在摄像机后面跟他说话。他看起来太他妈性感了。接着，莉维娅把摄像机放下，向前走去，我看到她戴着一根穿戴式假阳具时，大声喘了口气。

我疯狂地套弄着，看这个典型的大学帅哥开始吸他女朋友的塑料鸡巴。“这太他妈辣了！”我呻吟道。

“我就猜你会喜欢这个，”本纳轻声说。我瞥了他一眼，发现他的眼睛不在视频上。它们盯着我的鸡巴。当罗斯开始因为深喉莉维娅而干呕时，我伸手按住克里斯后脑勺，开始把他的头推向我的鸡巴。

本纳抽开了身。“什么鬼，麦考尔？你把我当基佬还是怎么的？”克里斯的话听起来好像没多大火气。

我从他手里拿过手机，暂停了视频。“别装了，本纳。你周六透过偷窥孔看到我了，我也在你走出厕所时看到了你。我们俩都心知肚明你今天干嘛来了。”

我用一只手点了播放，用另一只手这次直接把他按了下去，他没有抵抗。他抬头看着我，正好视频里罗斯向后躺下，掰开屁股对着假阳具。“我不是基佬，阿贝。我只是……好奇。”说完，他把我的龟头含进了嘴里。

就在本纳开始用跟周六在寻欢洞时一样糟糕的口技给我口交时，我眼看着视频里罗斯把那根大号假阳具塞进屁股里，像母狗一样地呻吟。如果本纳的口技没那么差劲，这画面本应该辣得多的。当视频以罗斯大喊出声、射了自己一身结束时，我把克里斯推到一边，坐了起来。

“本纳，你口技真烂！来，我怎么做你怎么做，行吗？”我把他推到床上，转过身去，按我跟齐克周六时的姿势骑在他上面。我开始给克里斯口，他尝试性地开始模仿我做的每一个动作。

他进步了不少，很快我就快到了。突然，克里斯不再只是单纯地模仿我，而是把手移到我的屁股上，用手指尖绕着我的后穴打转，轻轻按压。从来没有人碰过我那里，这让我瞬间过头，毫无预兆地在本纳嘴里缴了械。

几乎在同一刻，我的卧室门开了，我发现自己正抬头看着我哥，而此时本纳的鸡巴开始在我嘴里灌满精液。