Warnings: Language, non-con (kinda) and implied rough sex.

X

The crowd was going wild for him, screaming his name and waving their arms like a bunch of wild animals. His face flushed at the loving attention. All he wanted was to please them until they couldn't be pleased no more. So he gave them what they wanted.

"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!"

Leon tilted his head as far back as he could and dumped the contents into his waiting mouth. There was that rush as alcohol gushed past his throat and pooled in his stomach, and he loved every second as his senses blurred and his friends melded into one another. He couldn't even feel the sharp sting his favorite drink always gave, and because of that he reached for another and downed it down as well. That, and the crowd thought he was the coolest person for being able to hold his liquor so well. It didn't take much to please a bunch of freshmen.

He grinned in a loopy manner at the cheers and stumbled when he took a small bow. A rain of hands slapped him good-naturedly on the back, from people he knew and those he didn't, and he coulda sworn he saw the cogs turning in quite a few girls' heads. He was pretty damn fine good looking and it'd be so easy to be 'taken advantage of' in his stupor.

Not like he minded.

"Man…" A voice groaned disapprovingly behind him, "Aren't you afraid of what all that drinking will do to you?"

"Should I?" he slurred and let his friend wipe his face of the demoralizing drink with a dishtowel from the kitchen, any rational thought already gone out to sea, "I'm feelin' damn good. Damn good!"

"Yeah, right now, but what about in the morning?" Darren snapped, "And five years from now? Ever heard of brain damage?"

Leon raised an eyebrow at him and prepared to give a sassy answer, but a winking babe across the room had him shoving the other out of his way and stumbling towards her.

Score, he was gonna score!

He was halfway to her, however, when disaster popped out of nowhere like it'd been doing all night. And that disaster, at least in Leon's mind, was Isaac.

All he did was glance in the guy's direction and felt his knees quake, and in the next second found himself face down on the floor. Many people came to his aide, and once he was hoisted back to his feet, his eyes sought and found the older male's. His emerald eyes were cynical, judging, and it made Leon's lip curl.

Before the party, before the day in question and before the beginning of the week, Leon had been warned a good deal beforehand about Darren's older cousin. The guy was a loner by nature, the strong silent type, and he could make girls go gaga after just one glance with his steely green eyes. He was supposed to be very smart, he heard, and had graduated college years ahead of his peers.

Obviously the guy had no social life to speak of, so it was very surprising that he was coming to the house party. Everyone who was everyone was invited, and it was supposed to carry on well into the morning. By the sound of things Darren's cousin wasn't a drinker or a party goer at all. And when he laid eyes on Isaac for the very first time, his thoughts were confirmed.

He had party pooper written all over him.

He hardly smiled and pretty much kept his mouth sealed when he spoke. He'd been civil when they met, but it was obvious that the way they looked at one another was like they were looking at someone at the other end of the spectrum. It was childish, but hate sprouted just from their differing personalities. Which was a bit of a shame, Leon surmised, because the dude attracted chicks like no-one's business.

Already, three girls were vying for his time on the couch. As much as Leon loved himself, he had to admit that the guy had too much handsomeness going to waste, and he blamed his weakness on the fact that Isaac's life was going to end as a lonely one.

After being helped up and waving off the questions of concern, Leon took the time to find that winking girl and- yep, there she was, sitting with a group of people now, winking at someone else.

He blamed Isaac on his luck wholeheartedly.

X

By the time the empty coke bottle was brought out, Leon could feel his soberness returning, if only in little doses of reality at a time.

His head was hurting a smidge and the music was starting to grate on his nerves. The only thing that kept him at the party were his adoring fans and that he didn't want to be labeled as a wet blanket, just because he wasn't feeling good. And on top of all that, a small group was starting one of his favorite party games of all time.

Truth or Dare.

Well, in all actuality, he'd rather play Spin the Bottle, especially since the winking babe was playing too, but he figured that since they were a bunch of adults the dares wouldn't be 'stand on your head and sing the national anthem backwards'. He'd done it before, and if he were to be asked in his current situation, he fancied he'd be throwing up about midway through the tune.

So when the first spin landed on him and he was asked the age old question, he decided to be asked to tell the truth. Dares were easy, truths were not, but at least they wouldn't compromise his stomach.

"Okay, I got the perfect one," the boy across from him grinned. Leon quirked an eyebrow. "I've heard from every girl that Isaac's hot." A few of said girls giggled and looked around for the one in question, including winking girl. That annoyed Leon. "But I want a guy's opinion. Do you think he's hot?"

If he were completely sober, the kid would be crying for his mommy right now for asking such a stupid question, but as it was… "Yup. Very."

He received both humorous and shocked stares for his answer. He shrugged and twirled the bottle on the floor. As chance would have it, it landed on the girl next to him. Perfect opportunity.

"Alright beautiful, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

Dammit! He wanted her to say dare! Oh, the things he wanted her to do… "Fine, do you have a boyfriend?"

She smirked, "I've only been going out with Darren for a whole month now."

Darrrrrrrrennnnn…

"And I'm Veronica, by the way," she cheerfully said once the bottle was being spun, "He tell you I might be moving in with you guys soon?"

Leon bared his teeth as he looked about for his roomie, ready to murder. First for already getting the girl he wanted to do naughty things to and second for inviting her without his consent. He was going to go crazy! "No he did not."

She just grinned before giving her victim a dare.

As the game drug on and the bottle seemed want to evade him at any and all cost, Leon excused himself to nurse his woes with another drink. He knew he shouldn't, but he had to have something, anything to get his mind off his roomie and his… girlfriend. How was he going to survive? She was so… so… sooooo… YUM.

He could just see it now… coming home after class and finding her cleaning the bathroom, in nothing but her lacy undergarments. He could easily imagine her down on the floor, scrubbing it with her tush up in the air. And just his luck, Darren wouldn't be home, and the opportunity was perfect, and he'd pounced and they'd do it right there! And he knew she'd be all ready for it, because c'mon… he was very, very, very well endowed.

And he knew how to use it too.

It was about to be a very hard life, indeed.

"Back for more? You're really crazy, aren't you?"

He ignored Darren's chastising as it seemed the guy was standing guard over the beer cooler, and when he barred the lid with his foot, Leon grumbled and shoved him off.

"Don't patri… patri… patrinie… pat-"

"Patronize you?"

He swung his arm up in victory, almost hitting the other in the face with the can clutched in his hand. "Yes! Good for you for being a walking dictionary!"

Darren narrowed his eyes before muttering 'whatever' and turning away. Leon stuck his tongue out at him, and for good measure shouted out, "You drove me to drink this one, buddy!" But he was ignored. Fine then.

Now, he didn't feel too bad if he did wind up screwing that girl. In fact, he was gonna relish in it. Would serve him right for keeping secrets…

Then he felt it.

Right as he cracked open the beer can, he felt that same telltale stare on the back of his neck. He immediately whirled around to find Darren's weird cousin, Isaac, watching him from his spot on the couch. His expression was plain, but to Leon, it was patri… pa… patronizing. Even though it made him even more angrier at the world and everyone in it, the gaze brought a crimson blush to his already flushed cheeks and he wasn't sure if he should be embarrassed or wanting to rip the other's face off.

On another note, Leon was pretty sure he wouldn't be looking all high and mighty if he went over right now and punched him in the face. But, then again, it was probably made out of stone, and just the thought of breaking his knuckles for absolutely nothing prompted him into rolling his eyes and putting all attention in sipping his drink. The annoying prodding of the other's stare lasted for a long while, and it wasn't until he was halfway done that the pressure went away. Without sparring him another glance, Leon went to rejoin the group, feeling immensely better about the whole ordeal.

He was greeted and welcomed back happily, and observed the game in progress sedately, no longer caring that the bottle had a personal vendetta against him. It quickly became apparent to him that everyone feared when the sexy Veronica was chosen to dish out dares and always opted for truth. He didn't quite understand the aversion to her dares, as the first couple he saw were so boring he wanted to curl up and take a quick nap.

The only conclusion he had was that maybe she was just warming up… and he (foolishly) decided to test that theory when the bottle FINALLY landed on him. Frankly, he was excited!

"Alright, Leon, truth or dare?"

"Dare me."

Veronica and everyone else stared like deer caught in headlights at his bold venture, and it took her a moment to speak. "You're a risky one, ain't ya?"

"Mhm."

"Alright fine." There was almost a gathering of gasps as she glanced about, and some of them even motioned for Leon to opt out while he still had a chance. He brushed their worries off and finished off the rest of his drink. "Since you and Isaac keep staring at each other like you want to jump one another's bones, I dare you to blow him in front of everyone, or opt to eat cat vomit courtesy of Dennis."

As if on cue, the fat Siamese meowed and rubbed up against the side of his leg.

Everyone watching pulled disgusted faces at the dare Veronica had set out, but Leon merely set down his empty beer can, yawned, and glanced about towards the TV, where the tall blonde was boredly flipping through the channels. Like it'd been doing all night every time he looked at the guy, Leon's stomach did a flip and he felt a bit of heat tickle his groin.

It was annoying and this seemed like the perfect opportunity to rid himself of it. Or at least unleash his anger and frustration. Then again, it could have been an aftereffect of all the alcohol he had consumed. He was starting to feel serene, and the dare almost sounded like fun… plus, it was a perfect opportunity to get back at both Darren and his cousin, without resorting to violence… hell, who was he kidding?

He was in it for the humiliation!

"I'll take the cock sucking," he said calmly, much to everyone's distaste. So it was good to know that they'd rather he eat vomit. Ignoring them, he stood and stumbled across the room, running into people and cussing them out unceremoniously when it was obvious it was his fault. They knew better to call him out on it. He was a bastard when sober and even more of one when piss drunk.

When he reached the couch, he clapped his hand on Isaac's shoulder. He was somewhat impressed when the other didn't so much as flinch. Instead, he glanced up and blinked slowly. "Yes?"

"Hey, my friends dared me to do something with you, so get your ass up bitch."

Isaac pulled a face at the name calling but curiosity seemed to be his vice, and he stood in all his sober gracefulness. It made Leon lick at his lips in anticipation. There was something about his girlish moves that turned him on. Mhm, he was gonna have fun with this… As soon as they came to the circle they were let through to the center, and after a vague hand motion by Leon, Isaac took it as a sign to sit. He didn't seem all that bothered to be the center of attention, and his eyes focused on Leon as he sat in front of him and cheekily grinned.

"Alright, bitch, pull down your pants."

Isaac froze at the command, finally a sign of unease settling on his face. "Excuse me?"

Leon motioned at him, "I have to give you head, cuz I ain't fuckin' eating cat puke. It's painless trust me."

"I- in front of all these people?"

Ignoring the protest, Leon reached for Isaac's belt and swiftly undid it. A plume of red sprouted up Isaac's neck and rosed his cheeks. His composure broke as he stuttered and tried pushing him off. Leon felt his cock twitch at the feel of his strong hands fighting him. Curiously, he suddenly wished he had been dared to screw him into the carpet. He was just so cute.

He was going down.

"You better stop or I'm gonna knock you out," he growled, then lower to minimize attention, "then who knows what else I could do to you. Bet you're a virgin…"

Isaac froze completely, his eyes wide behind his bangs.

Leon saw the opportunity arise. He licked his lips deliberately and leaned forward so he could continue to talk without being heard, his hands busy with undressing him. "I like virgins, best fucks ever. There's something about tight ass that turns me into an animal. Last virgin I did couldn't walk for two whole days."

The blood completely drained from Isaac's face, and his arms went limp, just as Leon wanted.

"Aw, you are smart." Grinning widely, he stuck a hand down Isaac's front, his own cock filling quickly when the older male shuddered and clenched his eyes tight, his mouth slipping open to let out a shaky gasp. "Feel good, babe?"

"Hurry up Leon," Veronica crowed somewhere behind him, "Suck him so we can continue with the game."

"Shut up," he snapped over his shoulder, "you shoulda put a timer on it, dumb bitch!"

The girl pulled an angry pout, "Whatever."

In good Leon fashion he flipped her off with his free hand, his other stroking Isaac slowly though his underwear. He hadn't noticed what he was doing until he felt the other discreetly hump against his fingers. He removed his hand and rudely shoved Isaac to his back, and as soon as he was down, yanked his cargo shorts down his legs and clear off him. Quite a few turned their heads away or took that as their cue to get a breath of fresh air.

Isaac was shaking in his half nudity, his eyes shut firmly against the world. "This is so sick," he whispered. "All for a dare?"

Leon could have cared less. He greedily stared down the bulge in the blonde's underwear. "I admit, this is kinda hot," he announced. Some laughed, others gagged. Isaac damned him to hell.

Knowing that Veronica was tapping her foot, Leon decided to humor her and removed his victim's underwear as well. Now that he was exposed to the room, Isaac attempted closing his legs but Leon was there to pry them apart, and took a good moment to greedily trace the curves and ridges of Isaac's hardness. For some reason he looked delicious. "Yeah, really hot."

With that he leaned between the shaking limbs and tentatively licked at the head. Isaac's reaction was priceless; he whined and latched both hands in his hair, seeking an anchor in this sea of depravity. It seemed like a good sign so he licked him again, slowly, feeling his warmth and tasting the pre that dribbled from the slit. He wasn't expecting it to taste like a gourmet meal, but he figured he could suffer the salty flavor instead of regurgitated fish guts.

"Ah, Leon…"

Isaac groaned like a cute little slut as Leon dragged his tongue down to his balls and back up to the tip, his tongue tingling at the new sensation. He groaned himself and wrapped his tongue about the unshaven base when he reached it again, coating the hot flesh when he dragged back up, and kissed the tip. The fingers in his hair clutched tighter and pulled a mere bit, but it was intense in Leon's mind, a sign of hurry up or I'm gonna soak the carpet, so he took in the head and a good two inches, and as soon as Isaac cried and bucked up, his back arching off the floor in pleasure, Leon threw the towel into his lust.

On top of everything else, Isaac was also a hypocrite.

He was enjoying it!

"I- uhh, please," Isaac muttered as he was taken all in in one swoop, Leon's sinful lips brushing along his balls and the tip of Isaac's length putting pressure against the back of his throat. Isaac mewled at being surrounded completely and his hips lifted off the floor to hump Leon's mouth, his fingers twitching and yanking. Leon let him abuse his mouth, his mind delirious from the fact that he was making him feel so good. Stoic, silent Isaac… was putty in his mouth.

Grinning inwardly, he began the process of bobbing and made sure to swallow thickly, so the other would feel like he was being suctioned. Or, Leon surmised, like he was penetrating someone. Either way, it had the desired effect that made him feel hot and bothered.

Isaac started babbling like a helpless thing.

"Leon, that feels- yes, Leon- feels so good-" His deep voice turned him on now more than ever, and it made him feel powerful. To have an effect over another masculine male, it was a great shot of authority. He bobbed faster. Isaac cried in ecstasy and began thumping his bare butt against the floor in his need to shove everything he had deep down Leon's ready throat, as though they were alone and not in the middle of a crowded living room filled with red faced spectators, including his wide-eyed cousin.

Lost in the moment, Isaac sat up with the use of one arm, and keeping one hand clutched in Leon's short hair, held him still and pounded his hips quickly, hungrily. Leon had to place his hands flat on the floor on either side of the other to keep his balance as his mouth was fucked, and for a moment he forgot that this was a dare, that he wasn't supposed to be enjoying it in the slightest, and began to wantonly hump the empty air, wishing he could be plunging himself inside Isaac delicious heat instead.

Isaac grunted each time he roughly thrusted, a dirty and guttural sound, thin strings of cum wetting the whole of Leon's mouth. He kept his eyes clenched tight, his entire face flushed from the good sensations. As he grew mere seconds away from letting all the built up tension go, his desperation went up a notch and he tossed his head back, his mouth slipping open and voice strained, begging, "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Leon reached up and squeezed his balls.

Isaac screamed as he came, hard, his seed filling Leon's mouth to the brim and dribbling down his chin as he lazily rode the rest of his orgasm out. Once he was done, Isaac sighed and slowed down, his death grip in the other's hair loosening and his other arm giving out so he could collapse onto his back. Leon swallowed his prize before pulling away, his eyes hazy as he wiped his face with the back of his sleeve. His groin tingled at seeing Isaac panting heavily, and he felt pleased by what they had done, even if he still needed release. Judging by his over the top reaction to a simple blowjob, Isaac had been soloing for the majority of his life. So he was his first.

Best dare ever.

"Well that was almost pornographic."

Leon looked about at Veronica, who, despite her offhand comment and tone, was blushing furiously and looking uncomfortable, like she needed a good release as well. The others who stayed to watch pretty much had the same expression on their faces, and were awkwardly looking away when they made eye contact.

"Thanks," he said simply. He turned back to Isaac, whose eyes were half lidded and breathing was coming back down to normal. He didn't seem all that aware. Yet. "Think I'll take him up to a room to rest."

The girl squealed, knowing that letting Isaac rest was the last thing on his mind. "The dare's over, let him be!"

"Uh, no. Weren't you listening? He was begging me to fuck him, and fuck him I shall. Besides, I'm horny as hell…" He stuck his tongue out and grabbed one of Isaac's limp hands and brought him to his feet as he stood. He paid the other blonde's nudity no mind and effortlessly hoisted him over his shoulder. His hand rested naturally on the curve of Isaac's behind, and it was no mistake when he gave it a small caress. "Don't worry, I'll be sure to patch him up after I'm done." He chuckled at his own joke and ignored the disbelieving stares to cart his toy upstairs to an empty bedroom.

He found one after walking past a closed door, the sounds within enough to rouse him even more for his own tryst, and with finality, shut the door behind him with his foot.

Isaac stirred over his shoulder, pressing his hands against Leon's back to pick himself up and look about. "What's…?"

Leon ignored his unfinished question and carried him to the made up bed, and unceremoniously dumped him on it. Isaac flailed at the abrupt drop, his legs spreading and showing off his soft dick as he planted his feet on the floor to keep from slipping off the edge, his elbows adding extra support as he dug them into the covers. The position he was in numbed Leon's mind, and all he could think as he eyed him was getting between those muscular thighs and doing him at least five times back to back. Instead, he went to his knees and pushed those thighs further apart, his cock throbbing at the way Isaac blearily blinked down at him through his sweaty bangs. He went down on him again.

Isaac moaned loudly as Leon tongued him gently, his fingers wrapping about the base so he could focus on the upper and head, and it wasn't long until he was erect and dripping beads of precum. His thighs shook and he was once again humping slightly into Leon's mouth, his breathing shallow and fingers digging into the bed's pristine sheets.

Unlike downstairs, Leon reached down and undid his belt and pants, wasting no time in pulling himself out to treat his growing need. He glued his eyes to the other's scrunched up face, finding stimulation from that alone. He looked hot in the moment, begging under his breath to be sucked dry and violated. It was such a crime what he was doing. He didn't care. His moans were consent enough.

"Leon…!"

And he knew who was treating him so right, so that was good enough.

Feeling impish, Leon leaned back and blew a puff of breath against Isaac's red and strained cock, the results instantaneous. He watched as it twitched rather violently, watched the drool form at the corners of his mouth, watched as he craved him. It brought a smile to his face.

Ignoring the babbling, Leon stood and leaned over Isaac. He gripped the other's hips tightly and thought nothing of it when he forced him into a horny kiss, minds gone and lust prevailing when cock met cock.

The two dry humped like dogs in heat, each attempting to deep throat the other with their tongues. Their battles were mostly fought out in the open, the room echoing with their groans and the slick wet sounds of their lips smashing together. The bed squeaked a bit and its firmness added energy for Isaac to meet Leon thrust for thrust. It felt good, but Leon knew it would feel amazing to fuck him. And he wanted to do it right now.

Isaac mewled in disappointment when he climbed off him, and it was like a prevailing need to keep getting off when he wrapped one of his hands about himself, sweat and their combined cum slicking his eager fingers.

Leon greedily watched, counting himself lucky to be privy to such a show. "God I want you," he purred, "you're really hot…"

Isaac licked his lips at him, looking more and more like a wonton vixen by the second, "Ride me, then."

Could the night get any better?

"You read my mind, dude. Undress and turn the fuck around."

Isaac did as he was told, yanking off the only thing he had left, which was his shirt, and did the request one better by inching up the mattress and presenting his pale back on all fours. Leon knew that he had just found his soul mate.

"You remember what I said, don't you?" he moaned as he crawled up behind him and none too gently yanked his cheeks apart. Damn… he'd never seen such an inviting asshole in his entire life. His hips started to unconsciously hump at nothing as he admired the puckered bud, knowing that it had to be as tight as sin. "I ride virgins like a beast. Can you handle it?"

Isaac peeked over his shoulder, his eyes dark and pleading, his face flushed and jaw slack. It simply amazed him that this was the same guy whose hobbies included watching grass grow. "Please… I want to feel you so bad. Hurt me," he begged, "dominate me…"

Well, Leon didn't have to be told twice.