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College Life spring semester 17

Date: 12/30/2014, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Group Sex, Author: ab8715, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

tight and opened the can. The smell I was used to by now since it was around me. Colt gave me a brief demonstration before I dug my fingers into the tobacco. I shut my eyes and pulled out my lip. It wasn't as big as Colt's normal dip. The first taste nearly made me vomit right there. I grabbed a bottle and spit into it quickly. It was easy to hear the laughs all around with Corey timing me by the watch I had given him for his birthday. "College is about experiences and experimenting," I mustered up enough voice to say and spit into Colt's bottle next to me. "This is one of them." After a minute or so, I got light headed with the card being dealt out. I leaned over to Corey, "Tell when my five minutes is up." Corey laughed, "I will." "Bet, bitch!" Bryson yelled at me. I folded even though my hand wasn't that bad. "Garrett, have you ever taken a dip?" I asked and spit. "Yeah, I have. It was a baseball thing back home," he replied. "Corey, have you?" "Nope but I have smoked cigarettes..." "Who hasn't?" Kris asked. We all said we had but none of us liked them. I grabbed Corey's arm with him holding up a two fingers. I spit and knew maybe the worst part was over. It really wasn't all that bad. "Hell, if Matt can do it, I know I can. Colt, toss me that can and let me see what this shit is about," Corey stated. Soon, I was passing the can to Corey. "I bet I make it longer than you." He put it in his lip. "Probably," I said. "I bet he does, Matt," Kris said. "So what's the bet ... between the lover boys here?" Colt asked, dealing out the cards. I looked at my cards and had a great start. I bet. "I don't know." "If Corey makes it longer, you have to suck him, Matt," Bryson stated. "Going all out there, Bryson," Kris said sarcastically and laughed. "Hell he does that without a bet." "Okay, whoever last the shortest has to blow the guy of their choice for a minute in front of us," Bryson stated. "I bet they chose Garrett," Colt laughed. Fear shot across Garrett's face before he smiled, "If I can make it a minute." "So is that cool?" Colt asked. "No, it's not. Nothing against any of you but I don't wanna do that," I said. "Matt, he said the guy of our choice," Corey said with a mouth full of spit and looked at me. "Fuck!" Colt screamed. "They'll pick each other and make us watch them." I smiled. "Maybe, maybe not." Now my concentration in the game was lost with our bets going off left and right. Corey elbowed me and said my five minutes were up. "Kris, you're doing my laundry," I said but wasn't ready to spit the dip out. "Fuck!" Kris said. "I'm losing my ass in cards and now lost a bet I knew I'd win!" With the bad part gone, I continued to let the dip stay in my mouth. After the next hand, Corey spit his out, "I fucking give. That shit is so fucking nasty. Give me a beer in a hurry." "So who are you picking then like I even have to ask?" Colt asked. "I'll talk it over with Matt before I tell ya," Corey smiled with Bryson handing him a beer. "Matt, are you ...