Fraternity Memoirs Part 18
Hopefully a long break won't cause me to lose my touch. I hope you continue to enjoy a piece of me, and my life. I still have a lot more to tell, so stick with me, please...
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Fraternity Memoirs, continued...
"What's the deal CJ, you going to ask her is she wants to come back to the dorms or not?" I asked, slugging the last half of my beer.
He had a nervous look on his face and was kind of fidgety. "I don't know, we talked and all, but I'm not that sure she was that into me."
"Just ask her. If she says no, you can drop us off and come back and find another chick," I said, growing impatient.
It was the first Tuesday of the semester and we were having our first party. It was awesome, just as I remembered before pledging. Better even, now that I was a Brother. Matt was right, the Letters were like a ticket to hooking up. Now, you not only had the non-Greek chicks to hit on, but the Sorority babes as well. I had drank like 10 beers and smoked a couple of joints and I was feeling no pain.
The reason I was in such a rush to get out of here was that I had a fine looking Alpha Sig chick primed and ready. I was so horny I could hardly wait to get back to the dorms. I would have asked Adam if I could use him room, I was that ready to go, but of course Chele was up there.
The girl, Amanda, I think her name was, was following me around all night. She was a hot looking chick, too. For whatever reason, this party was assaulted by Alpha Sigs. Which is a good thing, cause the Alpha Sig sisters are generally a hot sorority. And as soon as my eyes caught Amanda's, I knew that she would be my conquest for the night.
I had a bunch of other girls making eyes with me as well. All of whom I hit on for a while, just in case things with Amanda fell through. And then there was always the set up for the next party. Always have to plan ahead, you know. Sometimes I really have to work a girl, but Amanda didn't hesitate to say yes when I asked her if she wanted to go back to my room for a while.
I wouldn't say that I had chicks throwing themselves at me, like they did with Kevin and Andy, but I had my fair share of the pickings. I always had this way with girls where it was easy for me. I think I have this real sense of charm about me, some kind of magnetism. I don't know exactly what it is, but I really don't care as long as it works.
CJ, on the other hand, didn't. He was a really good-looking guy, but he had no self-confidence. He was hitting on this one girl all night. His problem is that he doesn't spread the wealth. You know, plan (chick) A, plan (chick) B and plan (chick) C. That way if the first girl fails, you have a back-up hook up without having to start all over again. I call is sexual multi-tasking.
I didn't have a car to get back to campus, so I was in need of CJ to get Amanda and I back. But he wanted to see if he could get this other girl to go back with him first, and I was losing my patience with him. I didn't want to give Amanda's sisters a chance to come over and put second thoughts in her head, like girls all too often do with each other.
"Go ahead Bro, ask for her digits, tell her you are going back to campus, does she want a ride home? You can do it," I encouraged, both of us staring at her across the room. CJ could do better. The girl was OK looking; not a dog and he wouldn't get ridiculed the next day or anything. I really hoped she said yes.
"OK, I'll be right back," he said as he walked over to her.
"So, you excited about the Spring pledge season," turning my attention back on Amanda, not really all that interested in the answer, merely wanting to keep things going.
"Yeah, we're hoping..." she went on while I watched CJ approach the girl he was hoping to get some action with. They spoke for a few minutes while Amanda continued and I half listened.
CJ came back a few moments later, smiling himself. "Let's go, she's getting her jacket," he said enthusiastically and we clapped hands. Good for CJ.
I had already given Matt the warning, not to come home for a couple of hours. He wanted to know what to do if he found a hook up, and I told him to call and say so on the answer machine and I'd finish up.
CJ dropped Amanda and I off at my dorm (CJ lived in another). We went up to my room and I turned on the stereo. We sat on my bed and talked for a few minutes. I wasn't interested in talking. I was interested in one thing, getting laid. But I didn't want to rush it, you know, scare her off or anything, so I listened while I thought about how she looked without her shirt on.
After listening to her go on and on about her student teaching it was time to make my move. I started playing with her hair. She smelled real good. I nudged up closer to her and started gently kissing her neck. My dick started getting hard. Yeah baby, this was going to be so good; finally some nice, hot, wet pussy.
I needed this like you have no idea. Well, maybe you do. My heterosexual self yearned for this to prove to my growing 'curious' side that nothing could replace a woman. It had been months since I had been with a woman and desperately wanted to put the sexual confusion I was feeling behind me, a thing of the past.
We started making out really heavy. Oh yeah, this feels nice, I thought to myself, exactly what I have been missing. After warming her up, I moved my hands over her clothed breasts. She had nice tits all right, the kind you could suck on all night and never get tired of. She was wearing a knit top and I wanted a closer feel. I stuck my hands under her shirt, groping for her cleavage.
"Slow down," she whispered, breaking our kiss and pulling my hands out of her shirt.
"Sorry," I answered, not wanting to upset her, but thinking to myself, slow down? What the fuck?
I did as she asked. Amanda wasn't going to be as easy as I thought she was going to be. I'd have to play her game for now. Get her a lot hotter and then try again.
We went back to kissing. I started focusing in on her soft spots, like the nape of her neck and ears, working the Walsh magic. She started moaning. I wanted to go right back for the tits, but decided to wait a few more minutes. Patience, she needs to feel some romance.
She started getting really into it herself, and she got on top of me. Now that's what I'm talking about! She was sucking on my neck when I slid my hands back up her shirt. This time, she didn't stop me. I felt her up over her bra, squeezing and caressing her pert nipples.
I whispered in her ear, "You're so beautiful," for added measure. Then I pulled her lips to mine and we twisted tongues. With her chest on top of mine, I reached around her back and unclasped her bra. She seemed to freeze for a second, pausing our kiss, and I thought, oh no. But then she loosened up and her tongue came back to life. Whew.
After playing with her tits in that position for a few minutes, I spun her around so that she was now lying on the bed and I was on top of her. I pulled her shirt and bra off, revealing an awesome set of tits. I pulled my own shirt off, and I felt Amanda's long nails trace my stomach.
I leaned in and started sucking on her nips. She was real sensitive there and starting flailing around on my bed. Her tits were big enough for a nice titty fuck, perhaps for round two, I thought to myself. My dick was so hard at the thought. I wanted to fuck this girl so bad. With my mouth on her boobs, I moved my hands to her waist.
She was wearing a skirt. I placed my right hand on her thigh, caressing her there for about a minute. Then slowly, gently, I started working my hand up under her skirt. I was getting closer to the treasure when I felt her hand grab my wrist and pull me out from under her skirt. Damn!
I tried again a few minutes later and she did the same exact thing, pulling my hand out and placing it on her breast. What the hell, had I lost the touch? I was becoming a bit agitated, but didn't give up.
I started whispering sweet things in her ears, how sexy she was and that she was driving me crazy. She seemed to react to that and I once again tried going up her skirt.
"No," she whispered once again removing my hand.
"Come, on why not Amanda?"
"Because I just met you and I'm not like that," she said back.
"But I want you so badly, you are so beautiful," I tried. But I could feel that things were cooling down.
"If I'm so beautiful, why can't we just kiss for awhile and hang out?"
"Cause you drive me crazy."
"Do you have anything to drink?"
"What?" I asked. She didn't just ask me that.
"I'm thirsty, do you have anything to drink?"
Oh no. I didn't want to get out of bed. Once I was out of bed, this was all done, I knew it.
"Can you wait a little while?" I asked, still playing with her tits but not feeling that I was welcome to be there anymore.
"Wait for what?"
Fuck. I was so damn horny, why was she doing this to me? I didn't want to accept it, but slowly I was; there would be no pussy for John Walsh tonight.
"Umm, we have some iced tea, Coke, or a beer. Do you want a beer?" I asked, hoping a beer might help move things along.
"No beer, I drank too much already and I'm getting a head ache," she answered, "Iced tea would be good though."
I slid over her and got off the bed. I opened the fridge and pulled her out an iced tea, a beer for myself. As I took my head out of the fridge, I saw that Amanda was putting her bra back on. I fucking knew it.
I tried not to act too annoyed. She was a cool girl and all, I guess. I just wanted to get some, so I was a little disappointed. With her shirt back on, I passed her the iced tea and we hung out for a little while. But by this point, I really wanted her out of my room. Her usefulness, for this evening, was done.
After a little while, she said that she was getting tired and wanted to know if I could walk her back to her room. Reluctantly, I said yes, wanting to be a nice guy. We walked a few dorms over to her place. We talked another minute outside. One of my rules was to never tell a girl I would call her. Instead, I always said 'I'll see you around,' and that's what I told Amanda.
My dick was still hard as I walked back to the dorm room. I thought about going back to the party, but I had no way of getting back there besides to walk. And I horny as I was, I wasn't that horny. I'd just jerk off before Matt got back. Fucking dick tease Amanda. I had psyched myself up for this for days. I needed to get laid so bad, to prove to myself that my sudden urges towards guys was only a phase.
Why do girls need to make it so difficult to get laid? I mean, I can understand, to a degree, not fucking the first night. But definitely give a guy a little more than a grope of the hooters. And hell, if that is the way you are, I got to respect that, but then don't go back to a guy's room. Maybe I didn't work her hard enough, but I shouldn't have to. She was giving me the vibes all night that she was into me.
Then I had an idea. I could call Kevin to see if he was around. See if wanted to, you know, hang out for a while. He wasn't at the party and I hadn't spoken to him since we got back. I saw him in the Student Center on Monday. He was at our spot, talking to a few of the guys. I saw him standing there as I walked in. And for whatever reason, I turned around and walked back out. I wasn't ready to talk to him yet. It wasn't a conscious thought until I saw him. And when I did, I just felt like 'damn, I don't want to deal with that right now.'
But now that I was drunk with blue balls, 'talking' to Kevin seemed like a good idea. I stepped into the elevator and went back to my room. No message from Matt, so I guess he was still putting his moves on a chick. It wasn't all that late, about a quarter to two.
I looked at the phone. Call Kevin, a deep desire whispered from within. My stomach fluttered and I felt a little lightheaded. I shook it off and moved my eyes from the phone. 'No,' the more sensible part of my conscious answered the whispering desire.
I went over to the closet where Matt keeps all his porn. I have never been a huge porn person. Not that I didn't like it, but there was no way that I was keeping it at my house with my parents. Matt had a stack of magazines and about 5 videos. Matt and I never really watched it together. With pledge season, we barely had the opportunity. But he wouldn't care if I used it in a time of need.
I decided video, and picked out one that had a couple of hot chicks on the front, making out with each other. Some porn plain old sucks, but one could never go wrong with a little lesbian action. It had always been a desire of mine, doing it with two chicks at the same time. But the girls at home weren't like that at all.
I locked the door in case Matt came home suddenly, stuck the tape in the VCR and hopped in my bed. The video popped on and one chick was eating another chick out, spreading her pussy wide with two fingers. I was instantly hard and started rubbing myself though my pants. The video continued as the girls moved into a 69 position. Damn this was hot. I unbuckled my pants, pulling them and my underwear off. My dick was standing at attention, begging to be unloaded.
I slowly started waxing my dick. With my free hand, I grabbed the remote and made the volume louder. The girls were moaning like crazy, and loud moans get me going as much as the visual does. I picked up the pace of my strokes. This wasn't going to take long, my blue balls aching to explode.
I was getting close when the phone started ringing. I jumped at the sound of it, as if I had been caught wanking or something. My heart still racing a bit, I lowered the volume and picked up the phone. My balls whining for the second time tonight.
"Hello?" I answered the phone, sounding a little annoyed. I noticed a little pre- cum on the flap of skin between my thumb and index finger.
"Sorry Walsh, that chick still with you?" I recognized Matt's voice.
"Nah man, she left about 20 minutes ago."
"You nail her?" he inquired.
"Hardly got to second man. Stay away from Alpha Sigs, they're a bunch of prudes."
"That sucks man, she was hot."
"I know. So what's up, you coming back?"
"Yeah, and I found me a piece of ass to come back with me," Matt said excitingly.
"Nice," I responded, "She hot?"
"She's not the hottest, but she's got a fantastic body. I been feeling her up on the dance floor like the last half hour. So you think I could have me the room? You weren't sleeping or anything, were you?"
"Nah, just watching some TV," I said as I looked back at the TV. One of the girls had put on a strap-on and was fucking the other chick. The girl getting fucked was on all fours, on the bed, taking it from behind, her hair all over the place and her tits jiggling like mad. The sound was low, but her lips formed a big O and she looked like she was screaming. I zoned out from the call for a second. I had moved the phone onto my shoulder and my rigid dick was back in the grip of my right hand.
"Walsh?" Matt said.
"Yeah?"
"So you have some place to go, I feel bad?"
Bringing my attention back to the conversation, "Yeah, I can call CJ and ask if I can crash at his room."
"I thought he left with a chick too?"
"He did, but come on, we're talking about CJ," I chuckled. "Don't worry man, I'll find a place to crash. The room is all yours."
"Thanks Bro. We're like ready to go, so we should be there in like 10 minutes."
"Alright, I'll just call CJ and then head out. Hope you have better luck than I did."
"Thanks Dude, see you tomorrow."
I hung up the phone. I was happy for Matt, but bummed at the same time. All I wanted to do was finish jerking off and crash. I watched the two dykes fuck for about another 30 seconds, and then with a sigh, I pressed Power on the remote and the TV blinked off.
'Sorry guys,' I apologized to my balls giving them a little rub. I pulled my underwear and pants back on, stuffing my still hard dick back in.
I picked the phone back up to call CJ. What a shitty night, this really sucks, I muttered to myself as I dialed the phone. It was ringing...
"Hey Bro, its Walsh. You sleeping?" I asked, looking at the clock.
"No, still awake."
"You alone? Matt's bringing a chick back and I need someplace to crash."
"Yeah I'm alone. My roommate went to his girlfriends for the night to give me and this chick some privacy."
"Oh," I said, surprised, "So you got a piece?"
"Yeah, come on over and I'll tell you all about it."
"I'll be over in 5 minutes," and hung up the phone.
I poured myself a beer in a Solo cup for the walk over. I grabbed my jacket, locked the door and left. I just had to go a couple of dorms over and was there in a couple of minutes.
I knocked on the door, taking a sip of my beer as I waited for the door to open. I heard him unlocking the door, and I felt a little queasy.
The door opened to reveal Kevin standing there in just a pair of running shorts, bare-chested and nothing on his feet. He flashed me one of his killer smiles while he scratched just below his bellybutton with his right hand.
"I'm glad you called Walsh, I've been thinking about you since we got back. Come in," he said, opening the door wider so I could enter.
I took a deep breath. 'You sure you want to go in there,' I questioned myself. 'Fuck it,' I thought, and stepped into Kevin's room, dropping under his left arm that was extended and holding the door open.
"Thanks for letting me crash here Kevin," I said as Kevin closed and locked the door.
"My pleasure," Kevin said.
'No, my pleasure,' I thought and sat down on his bed.
To Be Continued....
Yeah, I'm a tease, what can I say. But I figured I would get something out there while I finished up the rest of this chapter. I'm working on it. Its good to be back, thanks for staying with me!
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