Measuring the Frat Boys - Part 1 (Patreon)

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I feel like I've been neglecting you guys with only one story a day posted on here this week! So here you go, the first of a little two parter. The second part will be posted here tomorrow :) 

"Yo, did you see that blonde chick?" Mason Elliot whistled as the three frat boys left the movie theatre "damn she was smokin'!"

"Smokin' this dick" Bryce Levine jeered, grabbing his junk through his shorts.

"You guys are creeps" the third, and arguably the most handsome of the group growled.

Logan Charles was the youngest of the three, but what he lacked in age, he made up for elsewhere. Despite the fact that both Mason and Bryce towered the youngster, he had always been well able to hold his own.

"Awh what's wrong, are you upset because there were no hot guys instead?" Mason sneered, elbowing Bryce who guffawed.

"Yeah" Logan replied honestly "because it would be nice to be around someone hot for a change".

Mason considered the response before looking offended.

"Hey!" He snapped "I am hot!"

"Yeah, me too" Bryce added.

They weren't wrong either. Mason was six foot three and had been a football player since he was a child. His dark features, chiselled structure and general confident nature made him a hit with the ladies, at least the ones who didn't actually know him.

Bryce was just as tall, and even more muscular than Mason. He didn't actually play any sports, though he'd dabbled in wrestling and boxing throughout his teenage years. He was a unit of a man, and seemed to be like that just by his very nature.

Logan on the other hand, was a feather of a guy compared to the other two. He was shorter, to the point that he barely reached their shoulders, and too thin to be described as lean. He played lacrosse, and whilst some may describe him as handsome, the messy blonde hair and deep dimples often resulted in women pinching his cheek.

It didn't matter much to Logan however, because what women thought of him, wasn't of concern. He was gay, and he wasn't afraid to let people know about it either. He had expected his two best friends to be weird about it when he first told them all those years ago, but neither Mason nor Bryce seemed to care all that much, and instead, playfully teased him about it at every opportunity they got.

"Yo, honestly bro" Bryce pressed after the laughter died down "am I really not hot?"

Mason pushed the large young man out of the way and glared at Logan seriously.

"Am I not hot? Well... I know I am hot, but am I like... Gay hot?"

"Gay hot?" Logan asked, with a smirk "is there different types of hotness?"

"Well duh!" Mason scoffed "like gay hot is different from bitch hot, y'know?"

"Bitch hot? Wow, you never fail to amaze me dude" Logan laughed.

By now, the trio had reached the park, which was completely deserted since it had gotten dark.

"So answer me!" Bryce whined as they walked in the darkness.

"You're both... Friend hot" he shrugged and the two of them made unintelligible angry noises.

"No fucking way, dude!" Mason spat, standing in front of Logan who stopped and laughed again.

"Nah, no way, you can't tell me that shit. What the fuck even is friend hot? Are you friend-zoning us?"

Bryce was now standing beside Mason and the two of them looked down at their younger friend, waiting eagerly for a response.

"You are my friends" he laughed "anyway, why do you care what I think?"

"Bro!" Mason snapped "you're like our little, short-ass, pot of gay gold! You have these insights dude, you can see what bitches see!"

"Um... No I can't" Logan smirked "and less of the short-ass".

"Fine, but answer this. If you were stranded on a dessert island, and you could only bone one of us, who would it be, me or Bryce?"

What disturbed Logan the most, wasn't the question. It was the fact that Mason wanted a genuine answer. He had always been very open about things, especially since finding out that his best friend was gay.

"Damn dude, I don't fucking know" Logan groaned, and pushed between his towering friends.

"Just pick!" Bryce added, as the pair ran to catch up with him.

"I can't believe you even have to consider this" Mason whinged "this should be a no brainer!"

Logan continued to laugh at his two moron friends as they walked deeper into the park. It was the quickest way to get back to campus, and one that they used regularly.

"Dude if you don't answer us, we're gonna give you the biggest wedgie you've ever had in your life"

"Wait, don't gay guys like wedgies?" Bryce asked sincerely as Logan shook his head in disbelief.

"Why would anybody like wedgies?" Mason asked.

"Neither of you!" The youngest snapped, a grin on his face "I would just jerk off until help arrived".

"No dipshit, no help is coming. The only way you'll get rescued is if you pick one of us to bone" Mason explained seriously.

"What's wrong with you?" he scoffed and turned away from the duo to continue their trip back.

A moment later he was lifted off his feet and found himself being carried through the air.

"Put me down you shit heads!" he growled as Mason and Bryce held him with ease, and they were the ones laughing now.

Finally, he found his feet again and realised that his two best friends had him cornered.

"Answer" Bryce growled, feigning anger "or we'll beat you up".

"What are you, thirteen?" Logan laughed, fixing his jacket.

"Okay, please answer" Mason interrupted clasping his hands together "I won't sleep if I don't know".

Logan shook his head as he looked between the pair. What they didn't know, was that he'd happily fuck either, or both of them, but that was one secret he'd take to the grave.

"You" he said finally, nodding at Bryce who now grinned from ear to ear as Mason's jaw dropped.

"What the fuck, bro!" He spat "why the fuck would you pick him over me?!"

"Fine" Logan shrugged "you".

The expressions switched, and now Bryce looked devastated.

"Even though I have a bigger dick?" He asked smugly, and Mason glared at him.

"Bullshit!" He snapped.

"Bullshit yourself" Bryce growled "you know I have a bigger dick, Lesbian Megan told you"

"Lesbian Megan is a fucking lesbian bro, what would she know about dicks?"

"Uh, how to tell the size, fuckwit?"

The two tall men battled with each other for a moment before both of them turned to Logan.

"You're gay" Mason said matter-of-factly and Logan gawped at him.

"What!?" He asked sarcastically, sounding alarmed "since when!?"

"You know what i mean" Mason growled "so you've probably seen hundreds of dicks in your gay porn and shit, right? So can you please tell this donkey that my dick is bigger than his?".

With one swoop, Logan found himself staring at a large pole of flesh which hung out over the waistband of Mason's shorts. His eyes almost popped from his head.

"Nah, can you please tell this donkey, that mine is bigger!?" Bryce added, and with the same motion, pulled out his own fat rod.

Logan stared, open mouthed, between his two best friend's cocks.

"You guys are fucking insane" he eventually said, unable to take his eyes off them.

"So?" Mason asked, his cock still dangling.

"Bro, I'm not a human ruler" Logan spat, still glaring at the beautiful sight before him.

The two young men stopped to consider the fact, before Bryce turned back to him.

"Well use your hands" he shrugged, as if that was a perfectly normal thing to ask your friend to do.

"That's a bit gay, dude" Mason squirmed, "no offence" he added to Logan who smirked.

"Who's gonna know?" Bryce replied and stepped closer to Logan.

That seemed to be enough encouragement for Mason who also stepped closer, and their younger friend stood, frozen in shock.

"You... You want me to... To touch them?" He asked, as the two fit young men shrugged.

"Just see how many hands it takes" Bryce explained, and pulled his shorts down to his ankles, dropping his arms to his side.

Logan couldn't quite believe what was happening. They'd joked with him in the past about things, but he'd never actually seen their dicks. Not like this. He looked back to Mason, waiting for him to burst into laughter, but both young men seemed completely serious.

"You wanna do it or?" Bryce pressed, and without thinking anymore of it, Logan reached out and grabbed the base of his friend's flaccid, but large cock.

He held it, his body still stiff as he waited for the teasing or the joking to begin, but nobody said a word.

He could feel the warmth of it, and a moment later, it twitched in his hand.

"Quick dude!" Bryce groaned "before it gets hard!"

Logan's eyes widened even further. His two friends were open, but he never knew they were this open. He quickly wrapped his other hand around it, and was impressed to see that even flaccid, the head still poked out from the end of his second fist.

"Alright now me" Mason said, shouldering Bryce out of the way.

Once again, Logan didn't hesitate. He reached down, took the base of Mason's long, but thin cock and felt his own junk begin to stir.

He placed his second hand around it, and grimaced at him.

"No fucking way!" He groaned, looking down as Logan's hands remained on his penis.

"HA!" Bryce laughed "I fucking told you, dude!"

Mason looked furious as Logan reluctantly released his cock.

"Nah, no way. Measure them again" he said, like he was having a tantrum.

"His hands are still gonna be the same size, Mason" Bryce smirked.

The trio stood in silence for a moment, with Logan trying desperately to think of something that would ease his growing erection, until Mason spoke again.

"Yo, Logan" he said, and his voice sounded full of deviousness as his younger friend looked up at him.

"How about you measure with something else this time?"

Logan thought about it for a moment and shrugged.

"Measure with what?" He asked curiously.

"I don't know" Mason smirked "how about your mouth?"