The Pact: Episode 6 - Life Is a Bitch!
Copyright© 2025 by Thinking Horndog
Chapter 37
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 37 - Our various characters are moving on from the tumultuous Homecoming game, the dance, and the partying at the Club. Things aren’t all coming up roses. Enemies have been made, and new alliances will be required to deal with them.
Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma mt Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Mind Control NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Romantic Slavery Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Shemale TransGender Fiction School Extra Sensory Perception Slut Wife Wife Watching Incest Mother Father Daughter BDSM DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Torture Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Hispanic Male Hispanic Female Anal Sex Enema First Masturbation Oral Sex BBW
Rico Gambrelli wheeled his crew cab up the drive and parked it on the end of a row of obviously second-hand cars. ‘Kid stuff,’ he mused. ‘I probably shouldn’t be here.’ But Louise had more or less promised him pussy and he hadn’t had any in a while, so ... A homely, skinny, wasted-looking woman was tending the door. “I’m Abby,” she related. “And you are?”
“Rico. Louise Carter invited me.”
“Come on in, then. We’re keeping it clean on the first floor, but there is food and stuff in the dining area. You can go on up to Two, but you know the rules, right? Masks, no clothes?”
“Oh, yeah, right.” He stood for a moment, wrestling with himself, then said, “I told her that I wasn’t going to limit myself. Or I told Fred that, anyway.”
Abby shrugged. “So don’t. There are two or three bona fide virgins in tonight’s crop, and a couple of women who have never been here before. Louise is giving them the tour. If you REALLY feel like slumming, I’m available...” She eyed him sidelong.
Rico decided not to insult her. “I’ll bear that in mind. You never know.”
“Well, I’m not a special; I live here. You can find me any time.” She headed off at that point, and Rico got it: she didn’t expect anything in the way of a positive reaction.
Rico wandered the first floor to see what was going on. The crowd – mostly high school kids – was either dancing and cutting up, or playing video games, or just making out in the darker corners. There was a pretty good spread of appetizers and such in the dining room, being presided over by an older Asian woman Rico thought he recognized and a young black kid he didn’t. Rico hung out for a bit there, hitting the snacks, then headed for the second floor. He recognized the woman Candace guarding the stairwell.
“Seen Fred?” he asked the woman.
“He’s kind of patrolling the halls,” Candace replied. “I don’t know if he’s looking for something or just playing security guard.” Rico nodded and moved on past and into the men’s lockers.
~#####~ Fred let himself into the steam room. There were girls in there; he could hear one particularly infectious giggle. Moving deeper into the room, he found the kid he thought of as ‘Squirt’ – the twink, Nicky Something – kneeling between that kid Eddie Ray’s knees, blowing him. There was a young girl, a muscular chick with big legs, standing there with one foot on the bench, wide open, masturbating to beat the band, giggling and watching.
“Save me some!” she told little Nicky.
A narrow older white woman who Fred had never seen before came crab-walking down from the upper levels of the benches, her movements reminding Fred of a spider. “Well, hello, there!”
“Hey,” Fred offered.
“You don’t seem too upset at what you’re seeing.”
“I know these guys.”
Eddie Ray looked up. “Yeah, he’s cool.”
“Well, then!” the older woman moved in closer. “What would you like? A suck? A fuck? A rim job? Are you going to wait for one of the boys or can I play?” She reached in and started polishing his knob with her hand.
“What’s your claim to fame?” Fred asked.
“I’m one of those unfortunate bitches who hangs out with gay guys providing protective coloration, and pretends to be a boy when the fun starts in the dark so she can get her ashes hauled. You know – a fag hag.”
“Mom!” Nicky’s head popped up. “Jeezus!”
“Oh, that, too,” Myra added. “I’m Nicky’s momma.”
Fred decided that there had been an introduction, so he stuck out his hand. “Fred. I’m, well, bi, I guess. Me and Squirt and Eddie Ray have partied before. Who’s this?”
“Lucy,” the girl stopped masturbating and moved forward to extend a hand. “I’m what she is, maybe. The guys are varying degrees of bisexual and I’m their girlfriend. I’m a party girl.” She eyed him. “Where do you sit?”
“Sorry?” Fred didn’t understand.
“More guys or more gals? Nicky is DEFINITELY a guy person – he’s almost a girl.”
“Yeah, I’m aware, I guess. He’s a bitch.” Nicky looked up and Fred added, “No offense, Squirt.”
“You’re right – none taken.” Nicky went back to sucking Eddie Ray’s cock.
“Eddie Ray is shaping up to be more middle of the road,” Lucy opined, “although he got his start on the gay side.”
“I lean more toward women,” Fred supplied, “but I get the occasional itch. Guys are less complicated.”
“So are fag hags,” Myra purred. “You’d be surprised.” Myra wanted Fred; he had a nice cock.
“They’re pushy, anyway,” Fred retorted, eyeing her.
“I’ve been out of circulation for a while and I’m ... hungry.”
“Oh.” Fred could sympathize with that. “You really do rim jobs?”
“It’s been a while, but that’s been a lack of opportunity, not a lack of interest. Why don’t you settle on a bench and put your feet up and I’ll see if I remember how?” Myra replied.
“Awright.” Fred settled on the bench next to Eddie Ray and leaned back, bringing his feet up and spreading himself. Myra got down in front of him without any apparent concern and started laving his ass crack with her tongue. Lucy settled next to him, her eyes glowing, and took over jacking his cock.
Eddie Ray was palming the back of Nicky’s head, and Nicky wasn’t complaining. Turning to Fred, Eddie Ray gasped, “What are you looking for?”
Fred chewed his cheek and thought about it for a moment. “We all seem to be up-front, here. I need a dick. You remember how my old lady is, right?”
“Oh. Yeah.” He turned to the women, who’d looked up. “Fred stepped in it a while back with his wife and she’s getting even. She makes him fuck before she’ll give him any.”
“For the record, it was a lot of shit, I guess,” Fred related. “There is a long story attached, so I won’t bore you. I was overdoing the macho man thing to hide this, and Louise took the heat and wore the horns...”
Myra popped up. “Is she here?”
“Yeah.”
“Tall, black woman, narrow, kinda droopy? They were calling her ‘L.’ She took the newbies around – including me.”
“That’s her,” Fred agreed. “She’s probably waiting for her boyfriend to show up. He’s a friend of mine. It’s all a part of making me feel like snake shit.”
“Hey, we’ve got a while,” Lucy interjected. “Why don’t you get it off your chest?” She leaned in to suck at his erection.
Fred was getting mellow. There was certainly something to rim jobs, and Lucy’s lips on his meat didn’t hurt a thing. “Yeah, what the fuck,” he muttered, swinging into the tale. “We used to swing...”
~#####~ Louise found Rico wandering the halls. “Let’s go get some steam.” Louise liked the fact that you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face in there. Rico shrugged and followed her inside.
Someone was talking – and the voice was VERY familiar. Louise put her finger to her lips and led Rico up the benches on the far side.
“ ... I got caught up with a couple of guys who got their kicks out of breaking in new guys at this swinging group we got into,” Fred related, his eyes closed. “It kinda sneaked up on me. They were pretty slick about it, but I was interested in the first place or I wouldn’t have got sucked in, I guess. The guy running things took it easy, but he broke down my resistance and we went from just fooling around to sucking – and then one night he put the meat to me. After that, he handed me off to a buddy or two.” He sighed, grunting, “FUCK, that’s good!” and rubbed Myra’s head.
“I freaked,” he continued. “I was hooked, but doing queer shit in public? I couldn’t – it scared the fuck out of me! I had no idea what the old lady would think, never mind my friends! So, I got paranoid. And to cover up the fact that I sneaked out once in a while to play at a gloryhole, I got all macho. And in between, some other shit happened...” He lay there for a moment, enjoying Lucy’s suck before she prodded him.
“We started doing another swing group, but one of the guys had an unhealthy interest in Louise. I dunno why, but I let it go on, maybe even encouraged it. After a while, she got pregnant and we backed off while she had–” He stopped himself.
Lucy popped up. “Come on.”
“It isn’t for me to out the boys,” Fred muttered. “Besides, it’d only be one of them.”
“Terence,” Eddie Ray supplied.
“Yah.” Fred sighed, flopping back. It was all out now...
“Damian isn’t bi and he isn’t gay, as far as I know – and he probably isn’t mine. As he grew up and it got to be clear, it got under my skin ... and I forgot that I encouraged Louise to fuck the guy so my antlers were my own fault. You couldn’t have that and be Mr. Macho, and that was the chickenshit game I was playing. So, I blamed Louise and treated her like shit, fucked around on her and mistreated women in general...”
“Until?” Myra popped up to ask.
“Until this summer,” Fred replied. “I don’t think I’ve ever told anybody this.” He rubbed his face. “There was this chick – a young one. Two, actually. They came to our worksite and started teasing us. One of them wanted to fuck, so I followed her home. Then things got freaky! Her boyfriend showed up and put a gun to my head and the next thing I knew I was sucking a dick and had one in my ass...”
There was a pattern of soft thuds – feet coming down the opposite set of seats – and a familiar voice said, “It was a set-up, Baby; a trap. You were SUPPOSED to get pictures taken of you fucking an underage girl – it was to protect me and the boys from you if you found out about the club. But one of the boys took the bit in his teeth and took things to the wall, and you rolled over and showed your pussy...”
“Louise!” Fred croaked.
“Yeah. Sorry, Baby. I came in and saw you and you were spilling your guts and I wanted to know where your head was at so we hung out,” Louise said softly, then reminisced, “Terence was devastated. He’s not much for revenge, but he took a piece out of both of the boys AND the girl! Damian just let it go.” She shook her head. “We’d been watching you for days, and seen you go to the peeps and everything. When it got back to me that you took a dick and seemed to like it, I couldn’t let it go – I owed you too much shit. I turned the boys loose on you – particularly that one – and we put you through hoops. If you’d only been honest with me...”
“I wasn’t honest with ME!” Fred replied. He waved Lucy off. “I don’t want any more.”
But Louise climbed up behind him and settled where she could put his head in her lap and said, “Shhhh. Go on – he’s hurting some.” Lucy leaned back down and resumed sucking and Fred let her. “Seems like you got the point.”
“Yah.” Fred didn’t open his eyes. Louise was caressing his forehead. “I was an asshole. I was trying to cover my ass and the fact that it likes an occasional dick. I couldn’t see anything good coming of me coming out with that. I was chickenshit scared and did stupid fucking shit. I’m sorry. That’s all I can do, really, say I’m sorry. And suck up the shit...”
“We put him through hoops,” Louise took up the tale. “Sucking dicks at the suck booths, fucking, being fucked. Sometimes, we let him do his own thing, and sometimes we forced him. I wanted him to get that shit out on the table – admit to it – get over the hiding it and acting out and running scared. And I wanted a chunk of his ass for how he treated me and the boys.”
“You got it – and then some,” Fred rumbled.
“Yeah,” Louise sighed. “Maybe it’s enough. But I like my boyfriend.”
“Rico?” Fred opened one eye. “Fine. He’s a good shit. We’re kinda busted. I’d like to see it fixed, but maybe it’s smart for you to have a backup. There’s a lot of shit gone down and a lot of bad blood between us. Figuring that one day we’re gonna just kiss and make up and be tight...” He shook his head. “Maybe we need to learn to love one another again.”
Rico muttered, “I was going to tell Louise that this can’t be about me fucking you over with her.”
“It doesn’t have to be,” Lucy interjected. “I have two boyfriends. One of them is a little gayer than the other one.” She nodded at Nicky. “We share.”
“Rico’s not real gay, Honey,” Louise told Lucy, “but...”
“But?”
“I’ve sucked him ... and he’s fucked me,” Fred got out in a strangled voice. “It wouldn’t be new.”
“Louise, I refuse to humiliate him again for anybody’s entertainment!” Rico insisted.
“I don’t think that’s what we’re talking about, Baby,” Louise replied. “You’re off the hook, Fred. You do what you want.”
“Why don’t we all just party?” Lucy said brightly.
“This is a little too public, maybe,” Fred grunted.
Myra popped up from where she’d been tonguing Fred’s ass. “You want a finger, Honey?”
“Yeah, maybe,” Fred agreed. She had him running wide open.
“You want a dick, don’t you?”
Fred heaved a sigh. “What does that make me?”
“I’ve never seen you fuck, Honey, but I think what I’m hearing about what you have done makes you bi,” Myra opined. “Why don’t we jump under the showers to knock the sweat off and all hit a room?” She turned to Rico. “I don’t think you’re totally straight, but you’re probably a top. You won’t puke if you’re in the room while we party. There are a lot of holes to fill, here – one of them doesn’t have to be his. Weren’t you and her going to fuck?”
Eddie Ray struggled up. “Maybe Myra is right. I’m not sure why I haven’t gotten off, but I haven’t.”
“I’m not, either!” Nicky exclaimed, and his tone said he wasn’t happy about it.
“I think the steam room has served its purpose,” Eddie Ray opined. “Let’s get a room – maybe one of those dark rooms, but we’ll leave the lights on. We can have a semi-private get together.”
Louise looked up. “Rico?”
“I dunno.”
“Fred?”
“You wanna fuck Louise, it’s all cool as long as she wants it, and she does.” Fred opened his eyes to gaze at his friend. “It’s no harm, no foul. Do it in private if you want. I’ve kinda committed to party with these guys, though. You don’t have to play, but you said something about not limiting yourself.”
“Oh?” Louise looked up.
“I just didn’t want to get into it over Fred. If that meant that we did something and then I went somewhere else to get away from the whole thing...” Rico’s voice trailed off. “This revenge thing sits between us. If you were gonna walk, that’s one thing. If you’re not, but it’s cool with Fred, that’s another. But the revenge thing ... It’s unhealthy. I can’t commit to it, and I can’t commit to YOU if you’re doing it.”
Louise nodded. “Okay, Baby, it’s tabled. It was already, actually. Fred and I aren’t where we once were, but I don’t think either of us is into getting even anymore. I think he’s got it and I’m gonna stop. I think you’re invited.”
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