This could be considered a barely veiled attempt at a story. The reality is, I needed a raunchy story with more sex than normal in it so that I could use a load of the pictures from my picture library. Such as it is it's the story of two friends who have been together since birth. One of them is straight and one gay, (not that the gay one realised until they were in college). At college they pledge for a frat house, and that is the excuse for loads of sex that carries on after they become brothers. The sex takes place in a predominantly white fraternity and in a predominantly black fraternity. The pictures of the black guys will have your eyes out on organ stops and make you feel totally inadequate, but lustfully so. Ha, ha.
I Sacrifice my Virginity for Love
Part 1
I couldn't remember a time in my life when Mitch wasn't my best friend. Our mother's had been neighbours when we were born, only a few days apart. Growing up was cradles alongside each other's. Twin baby buggy when we went anywhere, same playpen when we were confined. Same kindergarten when we were four, and so on. You get the picture. We were almost like Siamese twins we were so close
Our lives were just mirror images of one another, but our looks weren't. By the time we headed out for college the bodies were great. My two best features were my pecs and my ass. Mitch was as straight as a male can be but he used to grip my ass sometimes and my nipples at others and tell me.
"Jase you have a butt that must drive gay guys crazy, and pecs that have every jock in school envious."
He may have been exaggerating a little because he was such a nice guy, but I did have a cute ass and fantastic pecs. Of course I had the rest of the body to go with them. Hell, I would have been monumentally pissed off if I didn't. Mitch was the jock though, turning out for the varsity football team from junior to us leaving for college. I just worked out with him because, what else would I be doing? My body obviously liked what I was doing because it was definitely more defined than Mitch, but he was bigger than me. He had light brown hair, short all over, I had black hair, short at the sides but longer on top.
Growing up together the way we did I guess it wasn't surprising that when we started getting boners we sorted them out together. Perfectly normal boy stuff, my dad had told us when he caught us beating off one day when we were fourteen. We never went in for further experimentation, just mutual hand jobs. I knew as we got older that I was the horny one, when Mitch was erect he was a little longer than me, but I had low hangers where his were more up tight to his body. We were both circumcised, naturally, whatever my mum did with me, Mitch's did with him. We dated together often but my first blowjob and my first fuck were in private and gave me the chance to regale Mitch with stories of my prowess with the ladies. He did the same of course and we went off to college determined to bed as many undergrads as we could, and also join a good frat house. We knew that the premier one in our college would make our lives easier forever so we determined that whatever was asked of us we would do. I wasn't worried, but Mitch thought it was terribly important. I knew that the hazing frat brothers took could get extreme in their actions with the pledges, and I had heard that it got very sexual at times. I must have been very naive because I wondered how they were going to get girls to do sex things with an audience. Yes, I know, stupid, wasn't I?
So, off to college we went, me as happy as I had ever been. I was with the guy that I loved more than if he was actually my brother.
Everything went as planned. We shared a two man dorm room. Most of our lectures were the same, but Mitch had a heavy sport commitment because of his scholarship. I was ok because I was just the nerdy academic. I still worked out with Mitch and his fellow jocks when I could afford the time and it was in the gym where we were approached by a frat brother from the fraternity Mitch wanted to join. He came up to Mitch and spoke.
"Mitch Cavangher?"
"That's me."
"I'm Tobias Stone and you are invited to pledge for the Forrester's."
"That's great Toby, invitation accepted."
"Our frat house at 8 tonight then."
Toby started to walk away then.
"What about Jason Roberts, he wants to pledge for the same fraternity."
Toby turned and looked at me. "I'm sorry, he's not on my list."
"I'm sorry too, no Jason, no me."
I was pleased until the reply.
"Ok, you can bring him along as your serf. If you make it so will he, but I warn you, serf's have a very rough time. Much more humiliating for them than for you, and yours is bad enough."
I knew how much Mitch wanted this and was so pleased he was willing to give it up if I couldn't do it as well. So, however bad it got for me as a serf I would go along with it because of my love for him, not that I had the slightest clue what it would entail.
I was so amused when we arrived, it was like checking in with a doctor. Several of the brothers were sat at desks and interviewed us individually so it took us some time to actually move into the house proper. The guys wanted to know all about our health, then they got personal and wanted to know the extent of our sexual experience. We were reminded that if we lied and were found out we would be asked to leave. I guessed that Mitch would be asked about our relationship the same as I was so when it came to talking about what he and I had done together I told the truth, hell, it was only mutual masturbation and we had never touched each other's cocks. I didn't like the comment from the brother.
"Well you'll certainly be doing much more than that here."
It was over an hour after we entered the house that all of us new pledges were herded together in a huge bedroom. It looked very luxurious but apart from the bed there wasn't much else in the room, just loads of floor space with a raised area at one end on which were half a dozen armchairs. I thought that was weird. The head honcho came in then and spoke to us.
"There are four groups of you. Ten to each group. By the end of this week I can almost guarantee that we will be able to combine into two groups for the ongoing induction, and by the end only five or six pairs will remain to become brothers. No singles, if one goes, his partner does as well."
I thought, `what the fuck are they going to do to make so many drop out.' Mitch whispered to me, "We are going to be one of the remaining pairs."
Thirty of the guys were made to leave, presumably for similar locations.
"Now pair off, master and serf, then strip, everything."
There was a lot of hesitation until we were almost screamed at.
"Don't piss me off, every order given to you is to be obeyed immediately."
We all started to strip then and all of us started to blush as the armchairs were filled up with brothers watching us.
Stood naked in pairs the master numbered us.
"You will only be referred to by your numbers in future Master 1 and Serf 1, etc." Mitch and I were 1.
"1s, on the bed, on your knees facing the brothers, play with your selves."
Mitch started to complain and was given a warning.
"You will be permitted three warnings during your pledge time, after which you are out. 1s, you have two left, now get hard."
I was always horny so despite the audience I soon had a very hard cock jutting out from my pubes. Mitch couldn't, he got pretty hard but it was plain to see he wasn't completely erect. We were told to stop playing and a photo was taken of us.
"Now turn round, same position," and another photo was taken of us.
I spent weeks cringing every time I entered the frat house. Those two photos were on a notice board in the main entrance hall. Initially there were twenty other pairs of pics as well, but as we were whittled down the number on show decreased.
Anyway, back to the night. After the pictures we had to stand at the end of the bed while two of the frat brothers stood alongside us and started to stroke our bodies. I heard Mitch's sharp intake of breath. I nudged him and as he looked at me I frowned and shook my head. He got the message, or I'm sure we would have got our second warning.
I have to admit, as the brother stroked down and reached my groin and my ass I thought it was fantastic. Girls never did that kind of thing, it was always me doing it to them. The result for me was that I got even harder and it stood up almost touching my belly. I noticed Mitch got harder as well reaching full erection. After a few minutes the brothers left us and we were moved aside to watch the other four pairs go through the same thing. I realised that Mitch and I would have to be very careful. If we were always first, we were more likely to complain. When we left that first evening I told him so.
The only other thing we did that evening was stand in a line, master facing serf, and play with each other for a few minutes. I guess we were getting used to this kind of exposure because I noticed everyone got a good solid erection.
College life went on as normal, Mitch did a whole load of football training, and I nearly lived in the library. I, of course, helped Mitch with his academics because he still needed the grades.
The next summons we were told to wear athletic shorts, T shirts and trainers. No socks, no underwear. We were all together this time, forty of us. There was time to look at all the photos. I noticed some of the pledges had really monster cocks and that shook me because I got a tingle in my groin. Fuck, I shouldn't be interested in other guys sexually. Things got worse as the evening went on. We had to do loads of stupid things that were mainly to embarrass us, but nothing sexual until towards the end stood in a circle all the masters were told to strip. No problem. Then the serfs were told to do the same and then kneel in front of their masters.
"Serfs, take your master's cock in your mouth and work it with your tongue."
Five or six serfs stood up and declared, "No way." That reduced our numbers.
I looked up at Mitch and I could see the anguish. He didn't want me to do it, but he wanted in to this frat house. I smiled at him before wrapping my lips round his cock. His big brain may have been in anguish, but his little brain certainly wasn't. He was erect in no time. Problem for me was that I got a good solid erection as well.
"All serfs that are erect will get a bonus of an extra warning."
There were several of us and we took a bit of joshing about being fags, but the important thing for me was that Mitch and I were back to three, giving us more leeway to complain. The evening finished there but my evening didn't. Mitch looked at me funny when we got back to our room.
"Did sucking my cock really turn you on Bro?"
I blushed, "I don't know Mitch, it shouldn't have done but my little Jason was excited by something I guess."
He left it at that, but as our pledge time progressed it became more obvious that I was either incredibly horny or I really did enjoy man on man sex. The important thing for me was that it didn't affect our relationship.
The next time we were together was, for Mitch and me , a hoot. We had to do a run round the campus, naked, all we were allowed to wear was our trainers. The route mapped out for us was past the girls dormitories, several times, and each time there were more girls stood out the front watching and cheering us. Neither of us worried. We were both proud of our bodies and were quite happy to showcase it for the girls. Both of us deliberately played with ourselves a little as we went round so that we had more to display to the girls. When we finished Mitch and I were almost hysterical with laughter. I think that got us some brownie points because the brothers patted us on the back and congratulated us. Many of the others were pink with embarrassment. Silly games followed, all of us still naked so there was a load of unintended touching and some of us got erections, me particularly. I was beginning to realise that being touched by other guys was really turning me on.
"Are you a little faggot Jase?"
That question brought me back to earth that night. I looked at Mitch and blushed. I could never lie to him, he was my soul mate, so I told him what I was thinking.
"I don't know Mitch. Taking your cock in my mouth was really thrilling, I didn't mind doing it at all. For the rest, it feels really good having my body touched, I don't know whether it is because it is guys or if I would react the same to a girl. But, you know, girls never do all the stroking and playing that feels so good when we do it to them."
Mitch nodded but he didn't say any more.
I started hitting the gym with Mitch more often as I got my study routine sorted and that was when I realised that my interest in guys was getting stronger. I started scoping out the footballers. I was careful but Mitch noticed and chastised me verbally for it.
"You'll get labelled a faggot if you get caught Jase and I'll do more than wag my finger at you. My best bud will have a sore ass if he isn't careful."
I was truly surprised at that comment.
"Are you telling me you'll spank me if I'm not careful?"
"That's exactly what I mean. My little brother isn't going to get a reputation as a fag. If you are one I'll live with it, but I don't want the world to know, at least, not until we leave college."
I looked deep into his eyes and it made me tear up a little. I could see the worry and the love. I hugged him.
"I'll be careful Mitch, I love you, I don't want you to have to beat me."
Nothing else was said on the subject but I did do a lot of scoping out guys in the gym, and particularly in the showers afterwards. Some of them were awesome. There was a black footballer called Hector, his cock soft was amazing it was twice as thick as mine, and even soft it was close to the same length as mine erect. He was in a frat with a load of black guys. I tried to imagine having to take his cock in my mouth the same as I had Mitch. It gave me an instant hard on. Oh dear, I really was sliding into faggot mode wasn't I?