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"Dude! What were you thinking? A rainbow party?" Mack glared at Everett as they walked quickly back to his car.

"I didn't know! John's brother invited us. Said it would be a bad ass party." Everett at least had the decency to look a little ashamed

"Some of those girls weren't even 18!" Mack was still reeling in disbelief from what he had just seen.

"I didn't know, man. I really didn't know. John had said it was a rainbow party, but I thought that just meant you were supposed to wear brightly colored clothing." That phase explained Everett's bright orange shirt with the yellow shorts. Mack had been wondering, but didn't want to say anything.

"Seriously? You seriously thought a rainbow party meant wear bright colored clothing?"

"In my defense, did you really expect it to be an oral sex party? I mean, if it had turned out to be a bunch of dudes macking on each other, that I would have gotten, but an oral sex party?"

Mack thought about it for a second, then shook his head. "No." Really, nothing could have prepared Mack for what he saw when he walked into party and saw a whole bunch of naked people performing acts he thought were best left to the privacy of ones home.

"So, what do you want to do now?"

"Go back to the dorm and see if our blowpipes work?"

"Sounds good to me!" And they hoped in Mack's car and headed back to the dorm to have lots of man on man sex.

THE END.