Cameron was freaking just having seen that hair Alex had sprouted in his pits, and being touched by these intimidating jocks had him on the verge of screaming. Only he was terrified, like it was a dream and couldn't be real, so he didn't scream.
"Guys I... please..." Cameron started softly but Simon grabbed his jaw with his thumb and forefinger just to put his lips in a fish pout and make him look stupid. "Shut up kid, don't you want to be like us? You wanna go to college someday and have a beer belly? Look at you, pathetic. You might as well get a head start, real dudes end are really proud of getting one early," he said, shoving the beer in Cam's face and spilling it on his lips, tilting it and forcing him to sip.
Cameron choked a little, but Simon was too strong and he was glugging down more than he could spit up. "No, I'll tell my parents, when.." he got out before Simon squeezed his mouth back shut in a fish-lips pout and poured more beer all over his face.
"Whats that shit they call it -- imprintin?" Devon said from the side, having the shirtless Alex now in a headlock, laughing at how the teen was just makin himself sweatier in the struggle. "Whoa, can't believe I thought of that, but yeah bro. Kid needs to be imprinted. Needs to know a real bro loves to go to keggers and is proud of his beer belly. Then he'll always think its cool and get away from this kids' shit," Devon said, a grin of self-satisfaction widely spreading across his face. "You wanna see your friend start working on a beer belly? Looks like its getting pretty fulla beer."
"Dude take his shirt off," Devon said, sounding full of adrenaline and teenage hormones. Simon grinned and grabbed Cameron's shirt by the neck. With his muscular arms he easily just ripped Cameron's shirt straight down the middle, grabbing the scraps out quickly out from under Cam's arms and throwing it on the floor. "Yeah bro, you don't need a shirt to drink, that's for fucking sure. Chug time, you know you're thirsty. Chug, chug, chug!" Simon barked and Devon echoed him, doubling the sound to make it sound louder and give it more meat. "Chug chug chug!" Devon copied, laughing. Simon cracked open another beer and started forcing Cameron to drink more, some of the beer running down his bare chest, which had Simon's muscular pecs pressed up against it, so gross. But Simon didn't care if he got beer on himself too.
When most of the can had been emptied, and Cameron probably only had swallowed half but that was still enough, Simon crushed the can between his two hands and threw it on the ground hard. "Yeah you love keggers, don't ya, you want to get a beer belly started to impress the frat when you pledge cuz you'll be drinkin every night for six years kid, won't ya? Just like we all do."
"No, I..." Cameron started and suddenly belched. "Excuse me," he said softly, getting really worried and wondering if he'd embarrass himself by crying. I..."Burrrrp" he said, this one almost twice as loud and totally unlike him. "I -- you can't do this! Let me...ugh..." he said, holding his stomach. He felt like he could almost puke as he'd chugged too fast, and beer was so gross. Cameron couldn't believe anyone could drink this as it was like piss in a can and just so gros...burrrrrrrp!!
"Why you belchin, little dude?" Devon said like it was all pretty funny. "You like that beer huh?"
"NahBURRPPP"
"BRUURRP" Cameron burped again, clutching his stomach, which seemed more bloated than ever. "I think I'm gonna puke!"
"Kid's gonna have a barrel chest man, just like a barrel of beer, he can be on high school senior varsity if he wants." Devon hooted, shoving the struggling Alex into the corner and forcing him to sit down, putting his hands on his shoulders. "You're gonna party with us all summer when the parents aren't home, aren't you kid? Too bad you don't know how to drive. Actually we'll party at your place, where you live?"