I've always been excited to go to college. I always thought it would be the start of my adult life. I'm a big sports guy so college football in my mind was my shot at the big leagues. It took me forever in highschool to really settle down on what sport I wanted to dive into and I just wasted so much time to find my love for football. The school I'm headed to has an amazing team and I just can't wait.
Whe I get to campus I'm met with stares. I'm a pretty big dude so it's not super surprising. I'm on the taller side around 6’2 and I weigh around 300 pounds give or take. Mosty muscle but I'm bulking so it's not all there yet. I see some girls give me a knowing look as they laugh with their friends. I give them a small glance and play along like I always do bit they aren't who I'm here for.
Not too far away from the droves of sorority girl tables are the frat guys. It's a smoldering hot day and the girls seem way more prepared with their tents and abundance of cold water and shade. The guys on the other hand are forced to resort to lack of clothing as a result of their poor planning. They still have at least one sort of well dressed representative in order to present a clean face but alot of them can be seen shirtless and sweaty tossing around a football in the background.
I make an immediate b line for the frat tables leaving my parents in the dust. I'm met with a few tables but none of them catch my eye like the Kappa house. Clearly nothing but meathead jocks which unfortunately is my type. I walk up to their table as the rep gives me a speech about their values and what they offer. I tune out most of what he's saying even barely catching his name,Holden. In exchange I watch his frat bros in the back being dude bros in the back. They throw the football around but one dude lands a nasty tackle. They all laugh and finally take a look at their table to check progress on recruiting.
I see mostly pleasant faces untill I look at the guy who landed the tackle. He looks at me with a surprising disgust almost. I've never seen this man before in my life but he looks at me like I shit talked him. This leaves a slightly sour taste in my mouth but Holden assures me.
Holden: Don't worry about Brad. He's one of our heads and he's just real selective. Your a perfect fit you just gotta prove it to him.
Me: How exactly do I do that?
Holden lowers his voice trying too hard not to boast or expose what he's about to say.
Holden; He does his stupid hazing rituals. It's different every year but the strong and capable always make it through. It's really nothing.
Me: Ok I gotcha. Well what do I do now? What's the next step?
Holden: Later tonight the potential new recruits are gonna meet slightly off campus In cabin Kappa house made a few years ago. It's clearly labeled you can't miss it. That's where your test will begin the first and easiest test of course being to find the place. Hope to see you there.
Me: Wouldn't miss it for the world.
I find myself stating and smiling at Holden for slightly longer than I should. He's quite an attractive dude. Similar height to me from what I can tell but alot less bulky. He returns a smile but as the seconds pass I see confusion wash over his face and that snaps me out of it. I sign my name and give them all the info they ask of me on the clipboard sitting on the desk and immediately dash toward my dorm room.
There I meet my temporary roommate Derrick. Clearly the exact opposite of a jock coming in at less than 150 and as scrawny as a bunched up towel. I walk in as he unpacks and he turns to me shocked as I tower over his roughly 5”6 self. He almost gawks at me for just as long as I did holden and I decide to mess around and test and assumption.
Me: Hey I'm Jaxon and you must be….
He is slightly caught off guard and flustered
Roomate: Uhh I'm Marcus. Nice to meet you
He walks over to me in the nerdiest way I can imagine with his arm outstretched looking for a handshake. I give him one he clearly wasn't expecting as the moment my hand meets his I grab him and pull him into me giving him a couple pats on the back. Each pat forceful enough to make Markus slightly groan. I let him go as I put some of my stuff on my bed.
I turn to him as I point to my shirt
Me: You mind if I take this off? I got a bit sweaty standing in the heat and don't really feel like wearing it anymore.
Marcus: Oh yea there is a bathroom just…
Before he finishes his sentence I take my shirt off exposing my sweaty form. My suspicions are just about confirmed as I catch him staring at my body saying nothing. I pretend not to notice as I flex my pecs a bit and let out an over exaggerated sigh
Me: That feels so much better. Thanks bro.
I turn back to my bags getting ready to unpack before he can respond as we hear a knock at the door. I imagine it one of our parents bringing our stuff to our room and as im shirtless with a flaring ego I take the initiative to open the door up. To my surprise it's just a small bag sitting on the floor with a note that has my name on it. I grab the bag and take it to my bed.
I open it trying to conceal its contents from Marcus and I'm in utter shock. I see a note that reads “Wear only this to our gathering”. Looking further in the bag I see the “this” in question is simply a jockstrap and a t shirt that reads “Pledge Bitch” on the back. I immediately rethink my desire to join the Kappa house but then I think about what opportunities I could be missing out on. I gather myself and continue what I was doing as I wait for night to arrive.
The day passes as I make small talk with my roommate and mess with him a bit to take my mind off of what I'm getting myself into. I get changed in our bathroom and unsurprisingly everything is tight. It's clear they either wanted things to be uncomfortable or they don't care at all but this shirt is basically a crop top on me and the jockstrap hugs my nuts and dick in the worst way. I don't have the biggest dick but I have enough to make the twinks of my past come crawling back for more.
Taking the task literally I'm barefoot walking through campus in my humiliation fit making my way to the forest bit to look for this cabin. I don't see anyone so the walk there is relatively harmless. I make my way deeper and deeper into the forest and I see the edges of the supposed building. It took me a bit of walking in circles before I could find it but I did. It's quite a large and well built structure but maybe it's just a bit more than I expected. I open the door and I'm met with a group of guys.
I'm frustrated and slightly embarrassed as I hear laughs burst out from them. I see the Fratboys from earlier dying in laughter as I notice they are in full frat uniform. I turn my head and see a line of what I imagine to be pledges shirtless wearing nothing but Kappa branded shorts. I immediately recognize they intended on embarrassing me and I try not to let it show.
Brad walks up to me giving me a condescending pat on the back.
Brad: What a good fuckin sport. Listen go line up with the others and I'll get you something to put on.
He slaps me on the ass as he shuffles to the others. I see Holden watching as he laughs but not in a hostile way like the others. I do as told as I stand in a line of other pledges. Fairly diverse cast of body types and skin tones. After minutes of standing I get tossed a pair of shorts matching the ones my fellow pledges wear. We stand and wait as the frat boys examine and count us.
Brad steps up to give us a speech before we begin.
Brad: If you are here that means you are willing to try your best to be a Kappa brother. I'm gonna be honest it's not gonna be easy but if you push through I'm sure all of you have what it takes to make it through and be one of us. For those of you who can't stomach what's to come just know if you speak of what you see in this room we will destroy you.
He takes a pause to let the words sink in as his brothers do the same by giving us death stares.
Brad: With all that being said we shall begin with the first trial of the night “The Egg Pass”.
The brothers begin to grab a singular egg from an almost ceremonial box. They hold it in front of the first pledge in line.
Brad: We will crack the egg into this pledges mouth and the goal is to pass the egg from mouth to mouth until it reaches the end of the line where the last pledge will swallow the egg whole.
I look at where I am positioned in the line and realize I am the last pledge to get here and the last pledge in line. I think for a bit about whether or not that last line was added by Brad just for me but I prepare myself for the worst either way
The trial begins as another fratbro smacks the egg on the first pledges forehead and opens it into his mouth. I watch as the boys begin to squirm and groan as they pass the egg from pledge to pledge. I see the different methods they use from pretty much kissing to ensure the egg doesn't break to mathematically positioning themselves so they don't touch lips and they can just drop the egg into another pledges mouth.
It passes from at least 7 different mouths as I hear the frat boy audience crying in laughter as the boys struggle.I feel a slap on my shoulder as I snap back and realize it's the pledge ahead of me panicking with an egg in his mouth. I don't really care to think about what method or approach would be best to get the job done while also keeping my sexuality a secret. I jump to it and go for what I'm used to.
I lean in and basically kiss the dude as he quickly spits the egg into my mouth. I feel the slimey mess enter my mouth and it feel like the biggest load I've ever taken. In fact that thought is really the only thing getting me through this disgusting mess of spit and raw egg. I stare at Brad as he and his brothers stare in anticipation waiting for me to swallow. I do just that as I envision its one of these hot guys just leaving their load in my throat.
They cheer me on but I see slight disappointment from Brad almost hoping that I failed. Holden is the first to come up to me and hype me up as my fellow pledges don't break the line but they cheer me on all the same.
Holden: I knew you had what it takes to get through this. Not long now before you're one of us.
He takes a step back as he addresses all the pledges.
Holden: Well done pledges. You made it through your first trial with no major screw ups. You should be proud of yourselves but remember that shit only gets harder from here. Your next trial is a bit more of a personal one. We call it “Secrets Shared” . Two of you will enter a private room where you will get to know a fellow pledge. Both of you will tell each other a secret you would never tell another soul while also doing something you would never tell anyone else about.
The pledges look at one another in confusion as he makes it a bit more clear.
Holden: Just do whatever comes to your pea brains. This is an exercise in trust. You have to trust your potential future brothers and we have to trust you not to bullshit this trial. It's very simple and given the success of our pledge here we will let him choose who he would like to share with first.
Holden looks to me as he gestures for me to step out of line and stand by him in front of the pledges.
Holden: Take your pick
I scan the line and I'm immediatly reminded of seven minutes in heaven. I look to form a life bond with a pledge I find most attractive and I settle on this tall muscle brute. He's slightly taller than me and given the poorly fitting shorts I think I see a bit of a print that I'd love to explore. He has tan skin and his abs are well defined. He has a physique I can only dream of getting and I respect the effort he's clearly put into his body.
I look at Holden as I point to him
Holden: A pledge has been chosen! Please step forward and follow me to your secret room.
The guy does so as he give me the most broish “Sup” I've ever heard. Holden guides us to a sort of back room well away from where everyone else is. He stands us face to face as he says.
Holden: We'll trust that you will follow our instructions as given. Take as much time as you need. Well… don't take too long. We don't wanna be all night.
He exits leaving the two of us together. The guy seems almost soldier ready. He seems to be taking this trial very seriously and I appreciate that.
Me: Well I guess we should get to know each other a bit. I'm Jaxon
Hot guy: Mohammed
Me: Nice to meet you Mohammed. So.. do you wanna go first or shall I.
He takes a moment to think and he replies
Mohammed: I'll go… A year before I graduated I stole my step dad's watch and pawned it for a grand. He still thinks my cousin stole it.
I laugh for a bit as I see his face twist to form a smirk.
Me: Damn, of all things I was not expecting that. Lemme think for a sec.
I pretend like I'm thinking of a story to tell but really I'm trying to think of a way to get this ball rolling. I decide to just pull the trigger and see what happens.
Me: Well about a month after I turned 18 me and my friend at the time decided to experiment. We didn't have much luck with girls so we decided to help each other out. I guess I was good cause he swears he couldn't hold it after he accidentally came in my mouth when I sucked him off for the first time.
I can see Mohammeds stone faced expression shift as he hears what I have to say. I decide to take this moment to scan more than his face as I notice his bulge has gotten slightly bigger. I take the opportunity to push the matter.
Me: I know you already confessed your secret but have you ever experimented?
He takes a moment almost disgusted by the proposition.
Mohammed: Fuck no.. I mean no judgment and all but that gay shit just ain't for me.
Me: Well how would you know? The only reason I did it was because I heard dudes give the best head. I wasn't even trying and didn't even know what I was doing and I still made my friend bust. To me that has to mean the statement is true. Is it even gay if it's just a friend helping another friend? When you've been horny for that long you'd give it a shot to.
He doesn't respond but I can tell he is having mixed emotions about the whole thing.
Me: Anyway we got that part out of the way so let's deal with the second part. What do you have in mind?
Mohammed: I went first so I think you should be the one to decide what we do.
I take this chance to get closer to him. As I walk up to him he seems concerned as he doesn't know what exactly I'm gonna do. I decide to grab his crotch. I feel him flinch as my hand cups his bulge but he doesn't outwardly protest. My hand rests there for a few seconds before he says anything.
Mohammed; OK I think we did it! Don't you think that's far enough.
Me: I don't know, I think we can go a bit farther. Let's have a bit of fun.
I begin to rub his bulge as it transforms from a mass into a more defined penis print. I feel his shaft grow and I can see just how long he's getting. He refuses to look down or even acknowledge what's happening. I slowly get on my knees and place myself right in front of him. He notices me on my knees as he Sheepishly peeks down at me and I look up at him.
Me: I can help you if you want. Nobody is gonna know what happened here.
I place my finger tips at the top of his shorts ready to reveal the monster inside. I wait for his approval.He grabs my hands to stop me from going further but doesn't say a word. He moves my hands away from him and just as i'm about to get up assuming he isn't game I hear his shorts hit the floor.
Mohammed: Hurry up. I don't want them getting suspicious.
I don't hesitate as I get back in position. He was wearing nothing underneath so his cock came flopping out. Just as brown and tan as his skin, his dick was a nice 5 inches long and pretty thick. I could barely wrap my hand around it and I got some pretty big hands. His tip was leaking a small bit of precum and I went to work.
Intimidated by the thickness of his dick I went for the balls. I heard him softly moan and laugh as I used my tongue to caress his hairy balls. I can taste how nervous this whole thing has made him with the salt of his sweat coating my tongue. To my surprise he is staring straight down at me. His eyebrows raised in shock with his mouth gaped with pure pleasure.
I run my tongue up his balls and down his shaft untill I get to the tip. I lick off the precum first as I begin to swirl my tongue around his pink tip. This drives him crazy as I can see his abs flexing and hear his breathing get heavier. I finally face my fear and go to throat his cock. I push to get it as deep as it will go but I can only get about half his cock down my throat before I gag.
He's been trying to keep quiet but in these moments with his dick finding a new home in my mouth he let's out a huge grunt.
Mohammed; Oh fuck!! How the fuck are you doing that?Im gonna cum bro
I'm surprised at how fast I can get him off but it's clear he's never experienced anything close to this. I grab his ass and push him into me making him face fuck my throat as I feel his ass tense and his dick flex I my throat.
Mohammed: Oh shit…
He places his hands at the back of my head and neck forcing m to take every drip of his load. Similar to the egg it had a thick slimy consistency however the taste was ten times better. He hunches over me placing his head on my back. After a few moments he let's me go as his cock is staring me down.
He goes to pull his shorts up but before he can I grab his dick.I go to pull my dick out as I begin to stroke it. He stands there and immediately looks away the moment I pull my cock out.
Me; Don't worry. You don't have to do anything.
I begin to suck his cock as his body convulses. I stroke my cock in sync. He moans every time his cock hits the back of my throat and his voice sends me over the edge. I end up shooting his load on his left leg and that breaks him out of it. He pulls his cock out of my mouth as he jumps back.
Mohammed: What the fuck bro!
Me: Relax bro. My nut ain't gonna kill you.
I take my shirt off and use it to wipe not only my nut off his leg but the sweat off his body and mine.
Me: We go out there and pretend like nothing happened. Don't make this bigger than what it is and no one will know. Was it good?
He doesn't verbally reply but he does give a quick nod yes. I toss my shirt into the corner of this room to discard it and make my way out of this room. Mohammed follows as we return to the others. The group doesn't make a big deal out of this as they just call another pledge to pick someone else. I do get a few stares as I am now shirtless but ultimately no one presses it.This goes on until we are all done.
We all get lined back up and all I could think about is what else I could get into while I'm here.
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Whe I get to campus I'm met with stares. I'm a pretty big dude so it's not super surprising. I'm on the taller side around 6’2 and I weigh around 300 pounds give or take. Mosty muscle but I'm bulking so it's not all there yet. I see some girls give me a knowing look as they laugh with their friends. I give them a small glance and play along like I always do bit they aren't who I'm here for.
Not too far away from the droves of sorority girl tables are the frat guys. It's a smoldering hot day and the girls seem way more prepared with their tents and abundance of cold water and shade. The guys on the other hand are forced to resort to lack of clothing as a result of their poor planning. They still have at least one sort of well dressed representative in order to present a clean face but alot of them can be seen shirtless and sweaty tossing around a football in the background.
I make an immediate b line for the frat tables leaving my parents in the dust. I'm met with a few tables but none of them catch my eye like the Kappa house. Clearly nothing but meathead jocks which unfortunately is my type. I walk up to their table as the rep gives me a speech about their values and what they offer. I tune out most of what he's saying even barely catching his name,Holden. In exchange I watch his frat bros in the back being dude bros in the back. They throw the football around but one dude lands a nasty tackle. They all laugh and finally take a look at their table to check progress on recruiting.
I see mostly pleasant faces untill I look at the guy who landed the tackle. He looks at me with a surprising disgust almost. I've never seen this man before in my life but he looks at me like I shit talked him. This leaves a slightly sour taste in my mouth but Holden assures me.
Holden: Don't worry about Brad. He's one of our heads and he's just real selective. Your a perfect fit you just gotta prove it to him.
Me: How exactly do I do that?
Holden lowers his voice trying too hard not to boast or expose what he's about to say.
Holden; He does his stupid hazing rituals. It's different every year but the strong and capable always make it through. It's really nothing.
Me: Ok I gotcha. Well what do I do now? What's the next step?
Holden: Later tonight the potential new recruits are gonna meet slightly off campus In cabin Kappa house made a few years ago. It's clearly labeled you can't miss it. That's where your test will begin the first and easiest test of course being to find the place. Hope to see you there.
Me: Wouldn't miss it for the world.
I find myself stating and smiling at Holden for slightly longer than I should. He's quite an attractive dude. Similar height to me from what I can tell but alot less bulky. He returns a smile but as the seconds pass I see confusion wash over his face and that snaps me out of it. I sign my name and give them all the info they ask of me on the clipboard sitting on the desk and immediately dash toward my dorm room.
There I meet my temporary roommate Derrick. Clearly the exact opposite of a jock coming in at less than 150 and as scrawny as a bunched up towel. I walk in as he unpacks and he turns to me shocked as I tower over his roughly 5”6 self. He almost gawks at me for just as long as I did holden and I decide to mess around and test and assumption.
Me: Hey I'm Jaxon and you must be….
He is slightly caught off guard and flustered
Roomate: Uhh I'm Marcus. Nice to meet you
He walks over to me in the nerdiest way I can imagine with his arm outstretched looking for a handshake. I give him one he clearly wasn't expecting as the moment my hand meets his I grab him and pull him into me giving him a couple pats on the back. Each pat forceful enough to make Markus slightly groan. I let him go as I put some of my stuff on my bed.
I turn to him as I point to my shirt
Me: You mind if I take this off? I got a bit sweaty standing in the heat and don't really feel like wearing it anymore.
Marcus: Oh yea there is a bathroom just…
Before he finishes his sentence I take my shirt off exposing my sweaty form. My suspicions are just about confirmed as I catch him staring at my body saying nothing. I pretend not to notice as I flex my pecs a bit and let out an over exaggerated sigh
Me: That feels so much better. Thanks bro.
I turn back to my bags getting ready to unpack before he can respond as we hear a knock at the door. I imagine it one of our parents bringing our stuff to our room and as im shirtless with a flaring ego I take the initiative to open the door up. To my surprise it's just a small bag sitting on the floor with a note that has my name on it. I grab the bag and take it to my bed.
I open it trying to conceal its contents from Marcus and I'm in utter shock. I see a note that reads “Wear only this to our gathering”. Looking further in the bag I see the “this” in question is simply a jockstrap and a t shirt that reads “Pledge Bitch” on the back. I immediately rethink my desire to join the Kappa house but then I think about what opportunities I could be missing out on. I gather myself and continue what I was doing as I wait for night to arrive.
The day passes as I make small talk with my roommate and mess with him a bit to take my mind off of what I'm getting myself into. I get changed in our bathroom and unsurprisingly everything is tight. It's clear they either wanted things to be uncomfortable or they don't care at all but this shirt is basically a crop top on me and the jockstrap hugs my nuts and dick in the worst way. I don't have the biggest dick but I have enough to make the twinks of my past come crawling back for more.
Taking the task literally I'm barefoot walking through campus in my humiliation fit making my way to the forest bit to look for this cabin. I don't see anyone so the walk there is relatively harmless. I make my way deeper and deeper into the forest and I see the edges of the supposed building. It took me a bit of walking in circles before I could find it but I did. It's quite a large and well built structure but maybe it's just a bit more than I expected. I open the door and I'm met with a group of guys.
I'm frustrated and slightly embarrassed as I hear laughs burst out from them. I see the Fratboys from earlier dying in laughter as I notice they are in full frat uniform. I turn my head and see a line of what I imagine to be pledges shirtless wearing nothing but Kappa branded shorts. I immediately recognize they intended on embarrassing me and I try not to let it show.
Brad walks up to me giving me a condescending pat on the back.
Brad: What a good fuckin sport. Listen go line up with the others and I'll get you something to put on.
He slaps me on the ass as he shuffles to the others. I see Holden watching as he laughs but not in a hostile way like the others. I do as told as I stand in a line of other pledges. Fairly diverse cast of body types and skin tones. After minutes of standing I get tossed a pair of shorts matching the ones my fellow pledges wear. We stand and wait as the frat boys examine and count us.
Brad steps up to give us a speech before we begin.
Brad: If you are here that means you are willing to try your best to be a Kappa brother. I'm gonna be honest it's not gonna be easy but if you push through I'm sure all of you have what it takes to make it through and be one of us. For those of you who can't stomach what's to come just know if you speak of what you see in this room we will destroy you.
He takes a pause to let the words sink in as his brothers do the same by giving us death stares.
Brad: With all that being said we shall begin with the first trial of the night “The Egg Pass”.
The brothers begin to grab a singular egg from an almost ceremonial box. They hold it in front of the first pledge in line.
Brad: We will crack the egg into this pledges mouth and the goal is to pass the egg from mouth to mouth until it reaches the end of the line where the last pledge will swallow the egg whole.
I look at where I am positioned in the line and realize I am the last pledge to get here and the last pledge in line. I think for a bit about whether or not that last line was added by Brad just for me but I prepare myself for the worst either way
The trial begins as another fratbro smacks the egg on the first pledges forehead and opens it into his mouth. I watch as the boys begin to squirm and groan as they pass the egg from pledge to pledge. I see the different methods they use from pretty much kissing to ensure the egg doesn't break to mathematically positioning themselves so they don't touch lips and they can just drop the egg into another pledges mouth.
It passes from at least 7 different mouths as I hear the frat boy audience crying in laughter as the boys struggle.I feel a slap on my shoulder as I snap back and realize it's the pledge ahead of me panicking with an egg in his mouth. I don't really care to think about what method or approach would be best to get the job done while also keeping my sexuality a secret. I jump to it and go for what I'm used to.
I lean in and basically kiss the dude as he quickly spits the egg into my mouth. I feel the slimey mess enter my mouth and it feel like the biggest load I've ever taken. In fact that thought is really the only thing getting me through this disgusting mess of spit and raw egg. I stare at Brad as he and his brothers stare in anticipation waiting for me to swallow. I do just that as I envision its one of these hot guys just leaving their load in my throat.
They cheer me on but I see slight disappointment from Brad almost hoping that I failed. Holden is the first to come up to me and hype me up as my fellow pledges don't break the line but they cheer me on all the same.
Holden: I knew you had what it takes to get through this. Not long now before you're one of us.
He takes a step back as he addresses all the pledges.
Holden: Well done pledges. You made it through your first trial with no major screw ups. You should be proud of yourselves but remember that shit only gets harder from here. Your next trial is a bit more of a personal one. We call it “Secrets Shared” . Two of you will enter a private room where you will get to know a fellow pledge. Both of you will tell each other a secret you would never tell another soul while also doing something you would never tell anyone else about.
The pledges look at one another in confusion as he makes it a bit more clear.
Holden: Just do whatever comes to your pea brains. This is an exercise in trust. You have to trust your potential future brothers and we have to trust you not to bullshit this trial. It's very simple and given the success of our pledge here we will let him choose who he would like to share with first.
Holden looks to me as he gestures for me to step out of line and stand by him in front of the pledges.
Holden: Take your pick
I scan the line and I'm immediatly reminded of seven minutes in heaven. I look to form a life bond with a pledge I find most attractive and I settle on this tall muscle brute. He's slightly taller than me and given the poorly fitting shorts I think I see a bit of a print that I'd love to explore. He has tan skin and his abs are well defined. He has a physique I can only dream of getting and I respect the effort he's clearly put into his body.
I look at Holden as I point to him
Holden: A pledge has been chosen! Please step forward and follow me to your secret room.
The guy does so as he give me the most broish “Sup” I've ever heard. Holden guides us to a sort of back room well away from where everyone else is. He stands us face to face as he says.
Holden: We'll trust that you will follow our instructions as given. Take as much time as you need. Well… don't take too long. We don't wanna be all night.
He exits leaving the two of us together. The guy seems almost soldier ready. He seems to be taking this trial very seriously and I appreciate that.
Me: Well I guess we should get to know each other a bit. I'm Jaxon
Hot guy: Mohammed
Me: Nice to meet you Mohammed. So.. do you wanna go first or shall I.
He takes a moment to think and he replies
Mohammed: I'll go… A year before I graduated I stole my step dad's watch and pawned it for a grand. He still thinks my cousin stole it.
I laugh for a bit as I see his face twist to form a smirk.
Me: Damn, of all things I was not expecting that. Lemme think for a sec.
I pretend like I'm thinking of a story to tell but really I'm trying to think of a way to get this ball rolling. I decide to just pull the trigger and see what happens.
Me: Well about a month after I turned 18 me and my friend at the time decided to experiment. We didn't have much luck with girls so we decided to help each other out. I guess I was good cause he swears he couldn't hold it after he accidentally came in my mouth when I sucked him off for the first time.
I can see Mohammeds stone faced expression shift as he hears what I have to say. I decide to take this moment to scan more than his face as I notice his bulge has gotten slightly bigger. I take the opportunity to push the matter.
Me: I know you already confessed your secret but have you ever experimented?
He takes a moment almost disgusted by the proposition.
Mohammed: Fuck no.. I mean no judgment and all but that gay shit just ain't for me.
Me: Well how would you know? The only reason I did it was because I heard dudes give the best head. I wasn't even trying and didn't even know what I was doing and I still made my friend bust. To me that has to mean the statement is true. Is it even gay if it's just a friend helping another friend? When you've been horny for that long you'd give it a shot to.
He doesn't respond but I can tell he is having mixed emotions about the whole thing.
Me: Anyway we got that part out of the way so let's deal with the second part. What do you have in mind?
Mohammed: I went first so I think you should be the one to decide what we do.
I take this chance to get closer to him. As I walk up to him he seems concerned as he doesn't know what exactly I'm gonna do. I decide to grab his crotch. I feel him flinch as my hand cups his bulge but he doesn't outwardly protest. My hand rests there for a few seconds before he says anything.
Mohammed; OK I think we did it! Don't you think that's far enough.
Me: I don't know, I think we can go a bit farther. Let's have a bit of fun.
I begin to rub his bulge as it transforms from a mass into a more defined penis print. I feel his shaft grow and I can see just how long he's getting. He refuses to look down or even acknowledge what's happening. I slowly get on my knees and place myself right in front of him. He notices me on my knees as he Sheepishly peeks down at me and I look up at him.
Me: I can help you if you want. Nobody is gonna know what happened here.
I place my finger tips at the top of his shorts ready to reveal the monster inside. I wait for his approval.He grabs my hands to stop me from going further but doesn't say a word. He moves my hands away from him and just as i'm about to get up assuming he isn't game I hear his shorts hit the floor.
Mohammed: Hurry up. I don't want them getting suspicious.
I don't hesitate as I get back in position. He was wearing nothing underneath so his cock came flopping out. Just as brown and tan as his skin, his dick was a nice 5 inches long and pretty thick. I could barely wrap my hand around it and I got some pretty big hands. His tip was leaking a small bit of precum and I went to work.
Intimidated by the thickness of his dick I went for the balls. I heard him softly moan and laugh as I used my tongue to caress his hairy balls. I can taste how nervous this whole thing has made him with the salt of his sweat coating my tongue. To my surprise he is staring straight down at me. His eyebrows raised in shock with his mouth gaped with pure pleasure.
I run my tongue up his balls and down his shaft untill I get to the tip. I lick off the precum first as I begin to swirl my tongue around his pink tip. This drives him crazy as I can see his abs flexing and hear his breathing get heavier. I finally face my fear and go to throat his cock. I push to get it as deep as it will go but I can only get about half his cock down my throat before I gag.
He's been trying to keep quiet but in these moments with his dick finding a new home in my mouth he let's out a huge grunt.
Mohammed; Oh fuck!! How the fuck are you doing that?Im gonna cum bro
I'm surprised at how fast I can get him off but it's clear he's never experienced anything close to this. I grab his ass and push him into me making him face fuck my throat as I feel his ass tense and his dick flex I my throat.
Mohammed: Oh shit…
He places his hands at the back of my head and neck forcing m to take every drip of his load. Similar to the egg it had a thick slimy consistency however the taste was ten times better. He hunches over me placing his head on my back. After a few moments he let's me go as his cock is staring me down.
He goes to pull his shorts up but before he can I grab his dick.I go to pull my dick out as I begin to stroke it. He stands there and immediately looks away the moment I pull my cock out.
Me; Don't worry. You don't have to do anything.
I begin to suck his cock as his body convulses. I stroke my cock in sync. He moans every time his cock hits the back of my throat and his voice sends me over the edge. I end up shooting his load on his left leg and that breaks him out of it. He pulls his cock out of my mouth as he jumps back.
Mohammed: What the fuck bro!
Me: Relax bro. My nut ain't gonna kill you.
I take my shirt off and use it to wipe not only my nut off his leg but the sweat off his body and mine.
Me: We go out there and pretend like nothing happened. Don't make this bigger than what it is and no one will know. Was it good?
He doesn't verbally reply but he does give a quick nod yes. I toss my shirt into the corner of this room to discard it and make my way out of this room. Mohammed follows as we return to the others. The group doesn't make a big deal out of this as they just call another pledge to pick someone else. I do get a few stares as I am now shirtless but ultimately no one presses it.This goes on until we are all done.
We all get lined back up and all I could think about is what else I could get into while I'm here.
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