As I lay in my own bed, all I could think to myself is "Damn, finally a night off." My name is Kavon and I've been on-line, pledging Iota Phi Theta Fraternity Incorporated for the past five weeks. The past few weeks had been hell and there didn't seem to be an end in sight...I was ready for the Spring semester to end... I'd recently begun to consider droppi...
It was just a few days before the start of the 2nd semester of my freshman year of college, and I had come back a few days early for what the college called 'Winter Solstice,' a few days of fun classes and parties before the winter semester started. It was a good way to blow off steam and get ready for the long nights of studying ahead. The most popular clas...
Chapter 03: Probationary Acceptance Party This incident with Mark was playing with my head. I really didn't want to be all the things that I now feared I was: fag, cocksucker, and all that. I resolved that it was an one-time thing. Maybe it was a bad decision; maybe not. But it was in the past. There were lots of women on campus and, while I was no hunk, I...
Part 8: Afternoon Awards The Fraternity Service activities kept us busy the entire morning; there was no breakfast unless you count the multiple loads of cum that every pledge had been served. At lunch, no one talked about what they had done or how many tokens they had gotten. The award ceremony was to be right after we ate. We went down to the TV room wher...
This one is far shorter and far less fraught also no sex. The topics bounce around because my life, contrary to this story's impetus, is not that interesting but I wanted to continue updating. I hope that you enjoy it all the same. Be aware... this story depends on my life actually occurring so it won't be the most consistent upload schedule (as well as gett...
It had just been a kiss and a grope in the underground garage of the American embassy in Brussels. I'd pulled away from him and told him that he'd misjudged—that I wouldn't report him that time, but that he'd misjudged me and he should stay well away from me from then on or I'd have to report him. I wouldn't report him, though, I didn't want there to be any...
"What? Studying on a beautiful Sunday morning?" Caught by surprise, Matt slipped the letter into the center drawer of his dorm desk and looked up at the door to see that his sometimes roommate, Perry Fitzhugh, was standing in the open doorway, dressed to the nines in his polo outfit. Matt hadn't even known what a polo outfit was—high leather boots rising to...
I was never that in to the party scene in college. I have always been a person who values the company of a few close friends and intelligent conversation. But one night, I decided to go out to a fraternity party, and it turned in to the hottest night of my college career. I guess before I go on I should describe myself. I am 5'10" with an average build. I h...
It was 1978. I was about to graduate from High School and was touring local Universities, trying to decide where to go in the fall. My friend Mitch and I decided to take a road trip to Washington State University, where we both had been accepted, a drive of about 6 hours from Seattle. WSU is in Pullman, WA and is really out in the middle of nowhere. I was ap...
"You sure he's on board with it? I mean other than you haven't told him." "Yes, Mr. Gillespie, we won't be popping any male cherries or working on tight holes here. I've had him several times and now he's beggin' for it. And he's been on a train with some of the football players. Just one more step into what we do—and I've already heard him being curious ab...