Jamal Reynolds and Reggie Wilson had been steady friends since the beginning of two-a-days their freshman season at Jackson College. They were seniors, enjoying the last year of a good ride. Having given up all dreams of pro football, they had no pressure and could just enjoy the college life as football stars.

Jackson was a small, religious liberal arts college in rural Alabama. Other than the football and basketball players, most of the 1,500 students were white. The black students were generally well received on campus, and Jamal, Reggie, and the other black athletes enjoyed the revered status customarily accorded jocks in the south. Jackson College played in Division II, and Jamal had been all-conference last year, while Reggie was a three-year starter.

Although they had become inseparable at Jackson College, Jamal and Reggie were different in many ways. Reggie was from a nearby small town, and came from a conservative, religious family, while Jamal was from Birmingham, and was street-wise. Each had influenced the other: Reggie had toned down Jamal's partying and hanging out a bit, while Jamal had helped Reggie gain confidence with the ladies.

The two athletes really enjoyed the social life on the Jackson campus. There were very few black girls to date, but the white girls seemed fascinated with the muscular, toned black athletes, and violating the social taboo of interracial dating appealed to the rebellious nature of the coeds. Some of the girls wouldn't necessarily be seen in public with a black guy, but they would throw themselves at them privately.

On night Jamal and Reggie were boasting to each other about all the white chicks they had done, when they suddenly realized that between them, they had had sex with many of the women of the Delta Phi sorority. The Delta Phis, known as the Delta's, were the elite of the four sororities at Jackson. They had three of the cheerleaders, the homecoming queen, and the vice-president of the student body.

"How many of the Delta's have you done, man?" Reggie asked Jamal.

"I dunno" he answered, "I'm not even sure who is in that thing."

Reggie pulled out his yearbook, and they turned to the Delta Phi page. There were thirty five girls pictured. Reggie asked Jamal to point out the ones he had sex with.

"What ya call sex?" Jamal asked back. "What about if they just sucked my dick?"

"Yeah, I'd count that, but tell me which ones just blew you" Reggie answered.

Jamal started with the six officers of the sorority. "This one here is the only one of these I fucked" he said, pointing to Cindy Williams. She was one of the cheerleaders, and had fucked most of the football team.

"Man, she just gave me a blowjob," Reggie said. "It was at that party after the banquet last year."

"Man, she fucked me and three other guys that same night" said Jamal. "Why she hold out on you?"

Reggie didn't answer. He wondered to himself why the girl wouldn't fuck him that night.

"This bitch here, she just sucked me off," Jamal said, pointing to the Barbara Simmons, the president of the sorority. "I had three fingers up her pussy, but she wouldn't fuck, and she stopped sucking me and ran out of the room before I came. I should have chased that bitch down and fucked her in the ass."

"Yeah man, and they'd have found you hanging from a tree over in Potter's woods," Reggie said.

Jamal ignored his friends comment, and started down the rest of the page. "Fucked her, fucked her, got a blow job from her," he said, pointing to different girls.

"Man, this 'ho is a pure skank," he said, pointing to Jill Freeman. "She fucked me, Scooter, Jimmy, and Will one night. We fucked her over and over. Man, I must have cum in that bitch four times myself. She takes it up her ass, too."

"One other night, she sucked me off right in front of her date. You know that nerd Clayton Coleman? She was with him at a party, and I just walked over and put my dick in her mouth. Clayton was all pissed off and told her to stop, but she didn't. Clayton started to leave, but he stayed and watched. Jill sucked me hard and fast, and she took my cum down her throat. Man, don't tell me you never fucked her?"

Reggie looked away from his friend's eyes. "Naw, man, I've never even been around the bitch," he admitted.

Jamal teased his friend. "Shit, man, you ain't no fag are you?," he said, giving Reggie a playful shove.

"Naw, man," Reggie protested, "I fucked her, and her" he said pointing to two of the Delta's.

"Yeah, you and the world," Jamal said.

The two guys continued with their tally. By the time they reached the end of the Delta page, they found that Jamal had fucked 17 Delta's, gotten blow jobs from 6 more, and that Reggie had fucked 6 of the girls, and had 3 more suck him. But there was only one girl that Reggie had fucked that Jamal had not, and two girls from whom Reggie had gotten Bjs that Jamal had not had sex with. That meant that between them they had had 26 of the 35 girls in the sorority.

Reggie was embarrassed that his friend had had sex with over three times as many of the girls than he had. He hoped Jamal wouldn't start giving him shit about it. But instead, Jamal focused upon the girls that Reggie had that he hadn't.

"Man, you got a blow job from Joi Fuller?" Jamal asked in an amazed tone. "She won't give me the time of day." That made Reggie feels better. Joi was an officer of the sorority, a really classy chick.

"Aw man, you got a BJ from Ann Tompkins?" Jamal continued. "Let me tell you about that bitch. She wouldn't fuck me, or even suck me off, said I was too big. She just gave me a handjob, made a real mess."

His friend's comments quickly brought Reggie down. Ann Tompkins was the president of the sorority, and he considered it a major coup to have gotten her. But in one statement, Jamal had belittled his conquest. Reggie liked to think that he had a nice cock, 7 or 8 inches long and thick, but he had seen Jamal many times, and figured he was close to 9 or even 10 inches, with a big bulbous head. He was feeling inferior to his friend.

Reggie didn't respond to his friend's comments. Jamal didn't say anything either for a while. Then suddenly, Jamal moved close to Reggie.

"I know what we have to do, man. We need to fuck all the Delta's," he said.

Reggie looked at his friend. He thought to himself, this dude is crazy. He said to Jamal "you tripping, man. Some of these bitches are hardcore virgins."

"Maybe, but we don't have that many to go." Jamal said. "And I think we can get them all."

Reggie just looked at Jamal. He knew his friend well, so he knew he was serious. "You mean both of or between us?" Reggie asked.

Reggie could tell that Jamal had to think about his question. After a few moments, Jamal responded. "I don't know about you, but I want to fuck them all. You in?"

Now the ball was back in Reggie's court. He couldn't fathom how they, either individually or collectively, could have sex with the remaining Delta's. "Man, it ain't a question of in or out. How you going to get to these other girls?" he asked Jamal.

Jamal said, "I've got a plan. That 'ho Jill Freeman is going to help us."

As he said that, Jamal pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. Reggie just watched as Jamal put the phone to his ear.

"Jill baby," Jamal said into the phone. "What ya doing?' Jamal listened to her answer, and said "Don't you want some 'ol Jamal's big black cock tonight?"

"I've got another dude here that would like to meet you too," Jamal said. He winked at Reggie as he listened to Jill's response. "You got a date with Clayton?" he said. "You can bring him over and he can watch us satisfy you."

Reggie listened as Jamal spun his rap with the sorority girl. It was obvious that her resistance was melting as Jamal talked. Finally, Jamal said, "OK, we'll see you in a little while."

Jamal clicked off his phone, and turned to Reggie. "She'll be over in about 20 minutes," he said to Reggie. "This is going to be a good night. We're gonna get you some white pussy."