After a few more seconds it's James who pulls away to say, "Wanted to do that since I saw you this morning," a bit breathlessly. "Now why don't you be a good boy and bend over for me," he adds.

Edmund shivers, turns around, and grabs his ankles. His ass is smooth and pale, completely hairless; he apparently came prepared for the events of this afternoon.

Well, then hopefully he won't be too surprised to feel James's tongue back behind. He's holding one of Edmund's cheeks with one hand for easier access while his other hand is busy clipping the lube bottle open and making sure to lather himself with it.

No words only moaning now.

Since other people will presumably want to use Edmund he's not going to take his time as he otherwise would, so after a little bit of rimming he gets back to his feet and places his tip right at Edmund's entrance. "It occurs to me that it would be really hot to have someone to spitroast you with," he says, and then into Edmund he goes.

"Oh - it would, would it -"

     The boy behind James in line (blonde, sporty, naked and stroking himself lazily) taps him on the shoulder. "I'm fine with just getting sucked off," he says. "If you wanna split him."

"This is the best day of the year, cm'ere," he says, hilt deep in Edmund, reaching behind himself to pull the other boy by the hand towards Edmund's other side.

     The other boy laughs and goes along with it. "It's definitely up there," he says, shoving himself down Edmund's throat.

Edmund chokes at first, then starts breathing through his nose. His head bobs up and down on the boy's cock, displaying at least one of practice or natural talent.

This is actually the first time he's ever spitroasted anyone. ...that he currently remembers. Uhhh...

He's not gonna lose his boner over worrying about what the hell is going on right now, especially as he starts pounding Edmund in sync with the sucking, but just in case he wants to look around at all the live porn going on here for extra encouragement.

Mysterious Androgyne is simultaneously being eaten out by a red-haired girl and rimming a brunet boy, and seems to be very much enjoying at least one of these things, if the muffled moaning is anything to go by.

An older boy, blonde with a slight but noticeable family resemblance to Edmund, is having his frankly massive cock ridden by a short girl with dyed pink hair who looks like she's having a much better time than he is.

Other couples and trios and various configurations are having their own fun. The genders are not as thoroughly mixed as James might expect; there's plenty of same-sex interactions on the dancefloor, even if most of it is still firmly boy-on-girl.

Hell yeah that's the bi representation they need.

Also, this did him the opposite of thing about baseball. He looks down at his adorable English fleshlight and holds his hips with both hands to keep going. At some point he started moaning kind of involuntarily. "You look really hot sucking him off like that," he says in a low rumble in between thrusts.

     The sporty boy laughs. "Sure he appreciates it. Fuck, his tongue is amazing - fuck do that again -"

Edmund apparently does the thing again, because the sporty boy knots his fingers through his hair and shoves him down onto his cock as he starts cumming. Edmund's hole clenches around James as it happens, whether consciously or not.

This is like a porn dream. This might actually be a porn dream. He was right at the edge anyway and the squeeze prompts James himself to come, going hilt deep into Edmund again for it. He lets out a single, continuous moan, and stays inside for a few more seconds to recover.

Edmund starts squirming after several seconds, and sporty boy reluctantly lets him up for air. He gasps and coughs a couple of times, though he seems to have swallowed all of the actual cum.

     "Good slut," sporty boy says, soothing the tangles out of Edmund's hair.

"Ta," Edmund wheezes.

James slowly slides out, lightly running his nails against the skin of Edmund's back affectionately.

"I might come back later for a round two." But then he looks over his shoulder at the line and starts collecting his belongings, haphazardly strewn about on the floor where they happened to fall while he was quickly undressing.

"I'll keep a weather eye out for you," Edmund promises, even as he's shoved to his knees for the next in line.

The orgy is in full swing. James is free to fuck who he will.

Who will he?

He will...

...will......

.........he.........

..................damn his post-nut clarity.

James looks at the boy who looks like Edmund again (older brother?) and is reminded that some people don't want to be public property. And that this, uh, is kind of not great? Yeah. Uh. Consent and. Stuff.

He shuffles away to the bleachers, clothes under an arm and bag held over a shoulder, then sits back there to grab his student's handbook again.

Hazing is held on the first day of the year - transfer students are to be welcomed with the traditional start-of-year orgy.

Hazing is... what was it? Not to be tolerated, he thinks.

Hazing is held on the first day of the year not to be tolerated—transfer students are to be welcomed with the traditional start-of-year orgy. open arms and open hearts.

Sudden wave of intense sleepiness! Would he like a nap.

What? No he would not ohhhhh either this is a magic handbook doing a magic thing or he is waking up from the sexy dream. Uh. Okay. Sleep it is. Right here.