Price of Rebellion

Sorry about the delay guys, RL ya know. And just so's ya know, I had to split this into parts. This is the first and I have a second (with beta, done soon I hope) and I'm not sure how many after that. He had an eventful night. Heh. Also this is the start of a narrative writing style, from Cody's point and he's a little messed up. So if it seems clunky, keep that in mind. Lovez to all.

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Cody's Night

Cody met Zack's eyes with a level stare. "Fine you wanna know what I did tonight, I'll tell ya everything. Try not to interrupt."

Zack nodded at him indicating he should go on.

"I left here around seven-thirty, got to the club close to eight. Mike and Ray took me to a backroom for about fifteen minutes, then I hooked up with a guy on the dance floor, who gave me three candy flips of which I took two, and got me off by fucking me against a wall.

After that I went back to the dance floor and bumped into Mason, we met at the club a few weeks ago, he's a Dom type. Has this kink about getting ya just to the point of cumming while he fucks ya, then not letting ya.

Had a couple drinks, met Evan, we shared a bowl, and he told me about a rave he was going too. He asked if I wanted to go with him. I decided to go to it just to piss Mason off. The whole not letting ya cum thing is so he can watch ya with the next hook up. So Evan and I got our bikes and I followed him."

Zack broke in at this point. "Ok, I've never heard of 'candy flips' and by 'bowl' you mean pot, right?"

Cody nodded and explained. "Yeah and candy flips are X and acid together in the same capsule."

Zack sighed despairingly, saying in a resigned tone. "Ok, I got it. Go on."

Cody launched back into the recounting of his night.

"Ok, so me and Evan got to the rave and were talking bikes before we went in.

Cody couldn't help the excitement that crept into his voice.

"He has this huge ass hog with a sweet paintjob, black and chrome with a dragon wrapped

over and around the tank. Fuckin' work of art, bro." He breathed out nearly orgiastic, then went on in a more normal tone.

"But he thought mine was cool for a basic and asked if I'd ever done it on my bike with it on. Well between Mason the X and the vibrations of the bike ride, I was ready to go off like a rocket, faster than NASA, man."

Cody was slightly relieved to see a smirk form on his brother face, but saw it disappeared quickly as he continued.

"So I kissed him and told him I'd thought about it, but my bike was a little too small for play like that. He kissed me back and asked if I thought I could handle a ride on his big monster. I said sounds like fun, rev it up. He started it up; I got one leg outta my pants and climbed on in front of him, I leaned down till my cock was trapped between my stomach and the seat of the bike and I could feel the vibrations through my whole body.

Oh fuck, but that was the wildest ride I've ever had. I mean, he really knew how to ride, hittin' all my sweet spots, knowing just when to rev the motor, figuratively and literally. The only thing he wanted me to do was hold off cumming till he got close.

When we were done, he kissed me again, real slow and deep, and gave me his phone number. He told me, he could so easily fall in love with me and if I ever wanted another ride or even something more serious to give him a call. I felt kinda bad; cause it had been really good, but I told him that while I liked him a lot and he was really nice, I wasn't ready for something like that yet. He said that was ok, and if I ever changed my mind I had his number. Then we went in to the house and split up."

Zack's tone was beyond furious as he interrupted. "So, lemme get this straight. You followed a guy you'd just met. To an un-known place. And then let him screw ya on the back of his bike! I'm not even gonna go into the whole driving while drunk and on drugs!" He said incredulously, he voice rising steadily until he was yelling the last few words.

Cody couldn't seem to make his eyes met Zack's as he said in almost a whisper. "Well... when you put it like that."

Zack exploded. "How the hell else should I put it!" He shook his head, sighing heavily, sounding defeated, he told him. "Tell me the rest. Get it over with."

Cody started again slowly.

"Evan and I split up, and I wandered into the kitchen, ate some of the snacks they had out, took my last candy flip, then joined the Blowjob Contest that was going on."

Zack blanched, asking shakily. "Please tell me that's not what I think?"

Cody actually smiled a little. "Umm... probably not. It's a drink with Bailey, Amaretto, and whipped cream. For the contest they put it in these tall, thin, tube like glasses. The object of the game is to put your hands behind your back, pick up the glass with your mouth and drink it. You get points for skill, technique and over all effect.

I got massive points for licking out all the whipped cream first, and even more for deep throating the glass and touching my lips to the table. I won three times in a row, and decided to quit when I lost to this girl with a really huge chest, like we're talkin' pornstar here. She would pick it up with her mouth, slide it between her breast, lick out the whipped cream, slide her lips up and down on it, then deep throat it so she could drink it. I couldn't compete with that."

Zack swallowed loudly. "When you say pornstar, just how huge do you mean?"

Cody smiled coyly. "You'd get lost." And held his hands out in a cupping motion about a foot from his chest.

Zack blinked saying. "Oh..."

Cody smirked knowingly and went back to his story.

"I went out into the living room, had a few smokes, took a few hits off a pot pipe that was going around, and did a couple balloons of nitrous."

Zack cleared his throat before asking. "Isn't that the stuff we get at the dentist's?"

Cody nodded. "But it's used in other stuff too. I did some Jell-O shots, then some guy handed me two cans of Ready Whip for Whip-it's."

At Zack's confused look he asked. "Which part?"

Zack cocked his head. "Well I don't get the balloons and what are Whip-it's?"

Cody explained patiently.

"Uh, you can get nitrous in two ways. One, get a box of small metal cartridges and a hand held dispenser, then you slip the balloon over the top of the dispenser and fill it with the gas, you inhale the gas from the balloon.

Two, go to your local grocery store and get a can of whipped cream, any brand will do but most people prefer Ready Whip, with out shaking the can first, and keeping it upright, you put you lips over the nozzle and press it, inhaling the gas that comes out. When the gas is gone you either suck the cream out or tip your head back and let someone else pour it into your mouth, that's called Cum Shots."

Zack nodded. "Ok… so your high on a buncha drugs… kinda drunk… and letting people pour whipped cream… in your mouth. Is there any way you can say you slept with four other guys and that was it?"

Cody hedged. "I could..."

Zack sighed. "But there's more to it than that."

Cody nodded looking a little scared.

Zack said as if the words hurt him. "I have to know."