After the Senate meeting, DJ decided to go to his dorm room to reflect. His roommate would no doubt be in the Engineering lab working on an assignment. DJ wanted to gather his thoughts on the meeting that just ended.
By the time he got to his room, however, his thoughts seemed to center on Payne and the prospect of becoming a member of Epsilon. His thoughts led to his return to Payne's apartment following Homecoming.
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DJ could hear keys at the door and knew it was Payne trying to get into the apartment. DJ sat up on the sofa and picked up the packet of “history” Payne gave him to study. DJ quickly eyeballed everything to make certain he was ready for the interrogation he knew he would face from Payne, once he entered.
When DJ returned from Dawn, he spent a couple of hours studying the information and watching TV when he needed a break. After a few minutes of looking over everything DJ recognized several patterns. Recognizing patterns was a gift of DJ’s and as a result he was able to quickly memorize the information.
Payne is far more concerned about his image than DJ. As a result, DJ has long since learned not to greet Payne at the door with a hug and kiss. DJ would wait until Payne closed the door and set his bag down to react to his entrance. As Payne placed his bag down it was then that DJ realized Payne was on the phone. Instead of speaking or hugging DJ, Payne walked straight to the bathroom. While in the bathroom, Payne continued talking in hushed tones.
DJ used the time to study the poems. He had originally neglected to study the poems thinking they couldn’t possibly be part of the history he would be expected to remember in one day’s time. DJ didn’t consider the poems to be history so he didn’t even look at them.
But because Payne was in the bathroom DJ had more time to look at the history and realized a couple of the poems were specifically related to Epsilon. He knew he had to memorize the poems and fast. But he couldn’t shake the feeling that he should be concerned about Payne’s conversation on the cell phone.
DJ shook off his misgivings and allowed himself to believe the call was simply about his fraternity’s business. It was then DJ heard the shower run but he did not hear the toilet flush. Panic set in. DJ didn’t know how to respond. He had no proof, just a feeling. If someone told him he was cheating because he didn’t flush a toilet he would have erupted. Instead, DJ decided he would do what he normally did; he would ask a series of questions designed to learn the truth.
In the meantime, he resolved himself to learn the easier poems and work himself into the harder poems. One thing for sure, these poems are truly inspirational. If these poems were an indication of what DJ was about to become a member of, he, yet again, felt he was making the right decision.
Once Payne finished with his shower and all the primping rituals he normally went through following a shower, he made his way to DJ and gave him a big hug and kiss. But DJ would not be persuaded to fall for this tactic.
“Have you been studying,” asked Payne? By this point, Payne sat down next to DJ on the living room sofa.
“Of course I have. I found it all rather repetitive, which made it easier to remember. I don’t understand how anyone would have a hard time learning this. To be honest, the poems are the hardest part, but even they have a sort of rhythm” responded DJ.
“Is that so? Well, let me see what you recall.”
After a few minutes of questioning and answering, Payne was satisfied in DJ’s progress. Then, Payne did something DJ had never seen from him. Payne asked a series of questions in rapid succession and in an intimidating manner. DJ was so put off by this that he could not answer the questions and stuttered to get anything out. Payne hollered from the foolish spectacle of it all.
DJ was embarrassed and visibly mad. Seeing these emotions on DJ’s face, Payne explained, “You better get used to that because this is how it will be if you get on the line. And please know that is not the worst of it. By the way, what do you think you will experience while you are on the line?”
“Well, to be honest, I don’t really know. What I anticipate is a lot of paddling.”
“What else?”
“There is more to it than that?”
“Yeah! Haven’t you seen School Daze or even Stomp the Yard?”
“No. I’ve heard of them. Well, to be honest, I’ve seen parts of both. But I don’t remember anything about them pledging.”
“It’s not the major part of it but they do a pretty good job of explaining what takes place. In fact, I have a bootleg copy of Stomp the Yard. We should watch it right now.”
“Cool. How was your meeting tonight? When you came back on your phone and not talking much I just assumed things didn’t end the way you wanted them to.”
“Oh the meeting went well. We will have a line. But you need to know that I will not advocate for you. You have to sell yourself. I have lost a good bit of influence within the chapter over the last line so if I fight for you then if something happens to you later on I won’t be able to help you. Also, remember, Tommy will have access to you during this process.”
“That makes sense. So, then, who were you on the phone with, when you walked back in?”
“I was talking to my mom. Tank lied to her about playing basketball when he knows we both told him today he was on punishment and couldn’t leave the house. My grandfather was whipping him. I was listening. When my grandfather was finished I talked to him telling him why he was being whipped then I told him that I loved him but expected better from him.”
“Oh wow! I didn’t realize your son was that old.” DJ didn’t believe the story but decided to focus on what he felt was a truth in the story.
“He’s seven.”
“That’s what’s up.” DJ forced a laugh. He wanted Payne to feel secure in responding after what would follow. “If he’s anything like his father then he’s hardheaded. I’m certain he will need that pep talk again. And I applaud you for being part of his life even though you are so far away.”
“Yeah. I try my best. It’s not a perfect situation. I miss him so much. Sometimes I wonder if I’m doing the right thing.”
“Oh you are. You’re in college to hopefully make more money, which will only help him in the future. As he gets older he will come to understand that if he doesn’t now. But, why were you in the bathroom for so long though and then showered with your clothes in there with you?”
Payne’s face showed how caught off guard he was with the questions. All he could do was shake his head in the positive but under the circumstances this meant nothing to DJ. Finally, Payne asked, “Why do you ask?”
“Honestly, the whole situation was atypical behavior for you. You never walk in on the phone, never go straight to the bathroom, never talk on the phone in the bathroom, never shower with your clothes in there with you, and you never talk low when you are on the phone. I normally know everything you’re talking about even when you are in another room.”
“Well, I thought I needed to use the restroom after being in meetings all day but I couldn’t. I was already in there so I just took a shower, that’s all.”
“Okay. Just asked. So was it a stressful day for you?”
“Just a little. We have so many neophytes in the chapter now that they make silly comments and that throws us off track. Some of them shoulda never been made. All they wanna do is haze but don’t want to do the work of the fraternity.”
“What is the work of the fraternity?” DJ wanted to state the obvious that should he and his line brothers cross, that they will add to that immaturity. He thought better than to make the comment in this moment.
“You’re trying to pledge my fraternity and you don’t know what work we do!”
“Am I supposed to know what work you all do? Y’all don’t really tell people what you do besides service projects and even with those no one really knows what the specifics are with those service projects. I helped with the scrapbook and still don’t have a good idea. I mean, I learned about and read your International Points but other than the words, I don’t really know what that means. How has your fraternity affected the lives, long-term, of the people you have come in contact with? And to be honest, I would assume that to be true of most people as it relates to all Greek-lettered organizations.”
That was an honest critique DJ just gave Payne. Payne knew it and immediately accepted its truth. To be fair, those were thoughts Payne privately held. He was amazed someone who was not in the organization could have so eloquently diagnose a problem he knew few in his fraternity could make as well. This conversation reignited Payne’s faith in DJ’s intelligence. He needed someone else like DJ in the chapter.
“That might be true. Which one of our International Points were you most interested in?” Payne asked the question to determine where DJ should be placed within the chapter’s leadership once he became a member.
“Of the five, I think it would be “Each One, Teach One” because it promotes education. In my family, education was central to how we were raised. There was never a question that we would complete high school. And several of us were pushed to go to college. It actually reminds me of one of your founders. The one who kept chartering chapters everywhere. He was an educator then served as the CEO of another major organization for blacks. If I were a member of your fraternity, I would follow the mold left by him.”
“I see you really have studied. Good. That means I can take these sheets from you.” Internally, Payne saw DJ as a leader of the chapter. Perhaps he could serve as a leader of the chapter’s service but that has never been a springboard to the presidency of the chapter.
“I’m cool with that.” While Payne talked, DJ could see just how truly delighted he was that DJ studied. DJ returned Payne’s delight with a look that let Payne know he was interested in far more than words.
Payne, understanding the look, jumped up and went for his cell phone’s playlist and hurriedly walked to his bedroom to adjust the wireless bluetooth speaker’s volume. As Payne did these things DJ slowly pulled off each piece of clothes he had on, while in the living room. As he did, Payne’s dick grew bigger and bigger each time he stole quick looks in DJ’s direction. Payne was busy lighting candles and choosing a playlist. He had an affinity for red scented candles and 80s and 90s R&B music.
The attention from Payne made DJ feel more and more comfortable with his body. Payne loved every inch of DJ’s body.
DJ didn’t want to start in the bedroom this time. He used his finger and beckoned Payne to him. Payne, by this point, was lusting for DJ. DJ knew sex was Payne’s weakness. But, he also didn’t trust Payne’s story about why he was on the phone in the bathroom.
DJ thought he would make Payne have sex with him to judge how quick he cums and how much cum he would leave inside him. Payne was not dissimilar from most men. After the first load, Payne could have sex at least an hour before cumming again. In those circumstances, if he did cum, it wasn’t much that DJ had to push out. DJ didn’t plan this out before this moment and yet it was a full-fledged plan.
DJ recognized the song playing at the moment, “Lay Your Head on My Pillow” by Tony! Toni! Tone!. It was actually music his mom played growing up so he never really had a problem with the music, it was actually very romantic and something they had in common.
As Payne made his way to DJ, DJ decided he would suck Payne’s dick. He hadn’t done that in a while and felt that it was time to give him a treat. Doing that wasn’t something DJ liked to do and certainly not often. DJ slowly began to get into a kneeling position. Payne got extra excited knowing what was coming and “started jumping in his clothes”.
DJ started by kissing Payne’s stomach. Instinctively, Payne’s head fell backwards and accepted the pleasure DJ was giving him. As he kissed Payne’s stomach DJ’s hands were slowly sliding Payne’s pajamas and underwear off. Once all off, DJ started by licking Payne’s balls. He made his tongue reach around the sack until it met the area between the balls and his hole. This was a tender area for Payne so he reacted. This pleased DJ immensely.
Just then, the song ended and Usher’s “Seduction” started playing. DJ’s actions started to follow the rhythm of the song. Even his body moved in a slow gyrating motion that matched the tempo.
He made Payne sit on the sofa. As Payne slowly moved, DJ readied himself to pull the clothes from Payne’s ankles. Once those clothes were out of his way, he moved up toward Payne’s lips and kissed him softly but lovingly; his body was still matching the beat of the song. Then he started pulling off Payne’s t-shirt while he continued to kiss him. With the t-shirt up to Payne’s neck, almost like a strangle hold, their kiss intensified, then, all of a sudden, DJ went to Payne’s left nipple and started first by gently allowing his tongue to touch his hardened nipple.
Payne sucked in air through his teeth, which let DJ know he liked that. So he stopped and this time had his tongue circle his nipple. Now, annoyed by the t-shirt, Payne quickly removed it.
DJ went for the head of Payne’s dick. This surprised Payne. DJ could taste his precum. He took the precum and used it to wet Payne’s head more. DJ knew this was a sensitive area for him and he exploited that. When that was done he continued to wet the rest of his dick. After a while of sucking his dick, DJ went for his right nipple and sucked it. This time, Payne’s reaction was both audible and his body jolted.
But DJ acted as if this was to be expected. He kept sucking. After a short while, he took his spit and let it fall onto Payne’s nine inches. While he continued to suck his nipple he used the spit to stroke Payne’s dick. The combination of the two points of stimulation occurring at once made Payne moan; DJ knew the anticipation was mounting.
But for DJ he had two goals. He had to please his man and he needed Payne to cum inside him. By this point in their relationship, both Payne and DJ had grown to like the intimacy that having Payne’s cum inside DJ afforded them.
Still stroking what DJ was now longing for, DJ moved from Payne’s nipple and back to his lips. Feeling the moment, Payne brought his hands up and held DJ’s head in both of his hands and kissed him passionately. If DJ didn’t know it before, he knew now that everything he was doing was working. DJ knew he couldn’t force Payne’s hands off of his head but he knew if he moved his body back down as if he were about to complete what he had started, Payne would let loose his grip. And that is exactly what happened.
As DJ went down, he kept his gaze on Payne. Their eyes were connected as DJ started working on Payne’s impressive night stick. DJ tried to get as much of it in his mouth but Payne’s dick had a curve that made the head touch the seat of the sofa, which made it difficult to take it all in at once. Understanding the barrier, Payne motioned for DJ to stand. Payne held DJ’s hand as he motioned for him to walk into the bedroom.
Once in the bedroom, Payne forcefully pushed DJ onto the bed. DJ was caught off guard but appreciated the action. They both liked rough play. Payne then caught DJ’s legs and pulled him closer to him. Payne was still standing near the side of the bed. He flipped DJ over so that DJ was now on his stomach, then commanded, “Get on your knees.”
DJ simply complied. DJ still hadn’t grown accustomed to the size of Payne’s dick. Every time they had sex while on his stomach he still felt more pain than pleasure. But DJ was determined to suck it up and endure. He needed Payne’s cum.
While DJ was plotting, Payne was certainly no virgin and used to women using their bodies to get his attention. He wondered whether DJ was trying to get something from him. He felt like DJ was forcing sex. Payne loved sex so much he really didn’t care but couldn’t figure out what DJ could possibly want. Then, Payne realized perhaps this was DJ’s way of thanking him for making a way for him to pledge Epsilon.
Payne reached for the Astroglide in his nightstand. Just then, the song changed to Bilal’s “Soul Sista.” Payne slapped DJ’s ass. DJ laughed. DJ always laughed when Payne slapped his ass. Payne never really slapped it as much as he was just moving his hands in the air and happened to connect with his body. Payne laughed, too, knowing that it didn’t deliver the required effect.
“What do you wanna do,” asked Payne?
“I know I wanna surprise you tonight and I want you to surprise me, too.”
Payne never heard DJ talk like that. Payne was so excited by that he forgot to lube up DJ. He had only put lube on himself. DJ, by nature, is extremely tight but Payne wasn’t one for taking things slow. This caused DJ to let out a shout of excruciating pain. Usually, this would cause DJ to demand Payne exit his body. This time, DJ found a pillow to holler into with each massive thrust. There was no pleasure in this love making for DJ, at the moment. In fact, tears started swelling in his eyes. DJ held his own head down to force his head down. The pillow carefully collected the tears from his eyes and the slob from his yells.
Payne, on the other hand, did not register this as pain. He enjoyed every moment, the tightness and the warmth. His animal nature had taken hold of him.
He especially enjoyed how DJ wasn’t pushing him away. As he continued to feel deeper and deeper parts of DJ, his animal urges continued to intensify. He reached for DJ’s head and found his neck and pulled his neck back with one large thrust toward him until DJ’s back was perfectly arched. Payne found a rhythm that was twice as fast as the song.
Suddenly, DJ could feel Payne swell. This told DJ that Payne was ready to cum. DJ had his answer; this was much too quick.
Instead, Payne stopped and told DJ to lay on his back. DJ complied and moved his head toward the headboard. DJ knew that missionary was not Payne’s favorite position. But DJ couldn’t take any other position. DJ needed to stay in this position for as long as possible. DJ saw the window above and told Payne to move further down the bed in a diagonal position. As Payne moved so did DJ. Payne’s feet were dangling over the edge of the feet and right side of the bed. It was then that Payne understood what DJ was doing.
DJ’s right leg was being held by the bottom of the window while he took the left leg to match the width of the right leg. His foot was now at the headboard while his head fit snuggly between the brick wall and the moving headboard. DJ took his foot and wrapped it around the top of the headboard to keep it in place.
He had successfully put himself into a spread eagle position. Payne looked down and noticed how wide and easy it was for him to reach what he knew was about to be the softest place on Earth.
And now Maxwell’s “Ascension” started playing.
This time, Payne added more lube, to DJ’s satisfaction. Payne took his dick and played with the hole a bit. He put his head in it a couple of times to test it almost like a puppy afraid to play with a new toy. Finally, satisfied with how it felt, he jammed every inch of him into DJ. It was in that moment that DJ truly felt a man touch his stomach. It was both frightening and pleasurable.
The experience made DJ forget he was after something. Instead, he was now simply enjoying the moment. Payne used every muscle in his body to freak DJ. He made it his mission to make DJ feel him. DJ spent this time tearing into Payne’s back and holding his head as they kissed. Payne didn’t feel the pain being inflicted on him by DJ. For Payne, this was some animalistic feeling that he had to continue experiencing. He was starting to grunt and sweat so much that droplets were falling onto DJ’s face as if they were in a shower.
DJ was feeling both pain and pleasure. It was in this moment that the pain he felt was greeted as a form of pleasure he wanted all the time. He would not allow Payne to deny him this feeling again.
And just as he finally relaxed every part of his body for the first time, DJ could feel Payne’s dick grow wider. Payne’s back arched and let out one last thrust, which forced DJ to let out a short and loud gasp of relief.
Payne’s lifeless body now lay atop DJ. DJ grabbed Payne in a bear hug. Both of them were covered with Payne’s sweat. They were both covered with his sweat and the stickiness of the lube.
In these moments, DJ felt a need to hold Payne. This was not a gesture reciprocated by Payne. DJ dismissed it as him being too tired in that moment to steal extra energy.
After they both laid there, tired and exhausted from their recent mental and physical journey, their heavy breaths allowed each other to ask how the other was and whether they were pleased.
Payne was so excited he begged DJ for a second round. DJ, remembering his earlier mission, agreed but made the caveat that they sleep for an hour or so to allow his body to recover a bit. Almost on cue, Payne fell asleep.
DJ got out of the bed and headed to the toilet and sat down. He waited a couple of minutes and out slid what looked like a week’s worth of build up. DJ was instantly embarrassed he hadn’t shown Payne any trust but realized this was a better method than accusing him. DJ still had his doubts but washed up and went back to bed with Payne.
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