Chapter 1
Stepping into the dorm room, it seems like maybe this is a mistake. James and I just drop our bags, not bothering to unpack. I know it’s not just a tired thing. We plan on keeping our bags packed to make it easier, when we move into ГАΨ house. I wrap my arms around James’ thin body, pulling him closer to me. He grins at me, blushing slightly, as I kiss his cheek. “Glad to be here?” I ask him softly.
“I’ll be glad when we actually make it to the house.” James retorts, before pulling my arms from around him and sitting on the bed. He sits with one leg crossed over the other, and I can see from the look he gives me that he wants to do something. “Lay down with me.” He tells me, his head rests on his shoulder making his long blonde hair trail down his chest. I’d have to be crazy to refuse that offer. I smirk and place my hands on James’ shoulders pushing him down so his back is on the bed.
“Would it really be so bad to be stuck in this room together for the year?” I ask him, as I slide my leg between his nuzzling his crotch with knee. A soft moan escapes his lips, as a slight flush covers his cheeks.
“Please, don’t tease me Devin.” He tells me softly, grinding his hips down to keep my knee where it is. I grin at him, my hand moving to his cheek and stroking the soft skin there. I lick his lips before sliding my tongue into his mouth. James moans again, pushing up into the kiss and the embrace.
A knock on the door pulls me away from James, even though I don’t want to hold back. “Yea?” I call out even as I pull back from James, trying to keep my heart from pounding so hard.
“Hey, we’re gonna go down to the diner and get some food, you guys want to come?” Comes the voice of one of our temporary dorm mates. I grin at the fact that they will be leaving.
“We’re good, James and I are just going to do a little unpacking.” I call back, even as I see James smile at me. When I hear the door close, I turn my attention back to the pale blonde on the bed. James has moved to lie on his back, as normal as ever; if not for the fact that the bed doesn’t even have sheets on it.
“Devin,” James starts speaking to me softly, as he gazes up at the ceiling. “We’re gonna be open about our relationship now right?” He asks me, and even though his eyes aren’t looking at me, I know that he is weary as well as curious about my answer. I climb onto the bed, pinning him between my legs, so he is looking me in the face, rather than gazing at the ceiling.
“That’s why we came here, James. Be yourself, don’t be afraid to do what you want, ok.” I grin at him; my mind starts to go back where it was before we were interrupted by the knock. I lean down and kiss James, taking the time to draw it out, and while we kiss I move my legs inside of his. James grins widely at me when we pull back from the kiss; then he strips off his own shirt, so he is lying half naked under me. I move my hand down to pinch his nipple as my mouth moves to his neck sucking on it gently. I feel him squirming in my arms, one minute trying to get away from the touch and the next pushing into it.
“Devin, I think we should put some sheets on the bed first.” James tells me softly, as his back arches from the bare mattress.
“Why, what you want to do right now is just going to soil them anyway.” I tell him dipping my head down to suck on the same nipple my fingers were just torturing. James’ hips push up into my stomach with a thrust.
“Fuck, I don’t care, just don’t stop this.” With his words he takes a hold of my head and directs it down, offering me something else to suck on. I grin at him for a second, before undoing his pants like he wants me to. His dick pops right out, ready and willing, making me grin more at the way his dick managed to escape his boxers. Still I do as James wants, lowering my head to lick the tip of his dick. A shiver runs through his body, and then I swallow him down to the bas,e making him moan louder this time. It makes me glad that the other boys left the dorm, so they won’t hear us.
James moans as I suck on his dick. His hips thrust up, forcing his dick further down my throat. I choke slightly, and James moans louder at my throat constricting around him. I pull back enough to take a breath, but don’t stop. I help James strip his pants off, lifting his hips to allow his legs to open further. I get rid of his boxers after his pants so that he lays naked underneath me. I spread his legs wide, giving myself better access. My mouth bobs on his dick, as my hand spreads his butt cheeks, so I can slide my finger in. His body instantly clenches around my finger, a long moan escapes his lips, and James cums in my mouth.
I swallow his seed, before pulling back. I sit on my heels, looking over the bliss-induced state I’ve caused in James. I grin, as I lie down by his side. “Devin, I love you.” James utters the words so softly I barely hear it. Still, I turn on my side, toward him, and kiss his forehead.
“I love you too, James.” I tell him.
We end up falling asleep for an hour or two. By the time I wake up it’s seven and I’m starving. James still lies on the bed with me, completely naked. “James, wake up.” I shake him, not wanting to leave him alone while getting food, besides I’m sure he’s hungry too. James mumbles in his sleep, so I shake him a little harder.
“Five more minutes.” He tells me, just barely opening his eyes at me. I smile at him and kiss his lips quickly.
“Come on, lazy boy. I want to go get food, I’m starving.”
“Food?” He yawns, stretching out across the bed. “Ok, I’ll get up.” I help James out of the bed and gather up his clothes, that were tossed around the room. James puts them on slowly, still waking up as he dresses. I put on my socks and shoes, watching James’ body as he dresses. When James is clothed and shoed, we leave the dorm, waving goodbye to one of the boys in the living room area.
It’s too late for the cafeteria to be open, so we head to the diner on campus. James is still yawning, as he orders himself a cheeseburger; I order the same, then led James to a table, to wait until the food’s ready. When I bring the food back to the table, a hand on my arm stops me. “Hey, do I know you?”
A short, cute redhead stares at me, with a grin on his face. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him, but then my eyes focus on his shirt. “You’re in Gamma Alpha Psi.” I blurt out, before I can stop myself. “I mean, I’m sorry I don’t recognize you.” The smile stays on his face though, as he speaks again.
“That’s okay. So what’s your interest in Gay House?” He asks me, and it seems he takes a step towards me. “Are you pledging?”
“Yes. My boyfriend, James, and I came here just to pledge. Oh shit, nice meeting you, I have to get this food to my table.” I say, running off towards James with the food.
“I’ll see you around.” I hear the redhead call after me. When I get to the table, I see James has woken up some more, as he sits in the booth.
“What took so long?” James asks, his blue eyes looking more clearly at me now.
“Nothing, they just forgot something.” I tell him. For some reason, a little voice tells me not to tell James about the frat boy. I actually feel almost foolish now, and I didn’t even get his name. Then I feel even worse; I just cussed at him. Damn, I really hope that doesn’t hurt my chances for pledging, but he didn’t really seem bothered by it as he called goodbye to me.
“Devin? Hey, Devin!” James gets my attention back, as it seems I’ve been dazing out for the past few minutes, thinking about the redhead. When he sees he has my attention though, he goes on talking. “Why aren’t you eating? Are you okay?” He asks me slowly, his own food on his tray, while he waits for me to answer.
“Oh, sorry, I was just thinking about the fraternity. I wonder what sort of stuff they’re going to make us do, for pledging.” I tell him, taking a bite as soon as I finish the sentence. James smiles at my words, taking another bite of his burger as well.
“Come on, Devin, it can’t possibly be as bad as movies make it out to be. I mean it’s not like they are gonna make us all have a huge orgy with them, or start paddling us.” He says the whole thing with a smirk on his face, and I can’t really help my response.
“I doubt you would really be bothered by them spanking you anyway, James.” I tell him, making his face break out in fake outrage.
“Hey, you know that I wouldn’t want someone else touching me like that!” He all but yells at me, “But I mean if you wanted to spank me, I wouldn’t mind trying that.” He adds more softly to the end. I know that at times James really does wish he had some experience with people other than just me, when it comes to sex. In reality, we’ve only done things with each other, so we don’t really have much to contribute that way. In some ways it seems like a bad thing, because neither of us is that educated in sexual ways, but at the same time it’s kind of a good thing, because at least we both took each other’s virginity, rather then one of us always being mad at the other, for taking our virginity when we can’t take theirs.
“James, would you really care that much if someone else did touch you?” I ask softly, knowing my voice sounds more serious now, than it did a few seconds ago.
“Devin, we were just playing around. Of course I don’t want to touch anyone else. Why are you asking me? I mean, do you want to touch someone else? Are you wanting us to have an open relationship or something?” Even as he says the words, I know he is close to tears with the reality of it.
I reach across the table to grab his hand, but it doesn’t seem like enough. I get up and move to join James on the other side of the table. I pull him into my arms, not caring who’s looking, as I softly whisper in his ear. “James, I don’t want anything like that, just sometimes I wonder if we can truly know what we like best, if we haven’t had anything else.”
“I love what I’ve got, Devin, and if that means I don’t get to try anything else, then so what.” He tells me, sounding more like himself, as he speaks this time. I smile at him, knowing what he means, but at the same time I guess I always have wondered.
For the rest of the meal, James and I keep silent while we eat. I’m starting to get tired again, as we walk back towards our dorm. I start thinking about pledging. In just two more days we’ll start classes, and with the first day of class comes the first pledge event. I don’t know if I’m more nervous, or excited for Monday to come. In reality, I know that maybe James and I don’t know what we’re really getting into here.
Back at the dorm, the over boys have either gone to bed or left, because no one is in the living room as we walk in. James and I just go straight to our room anyway, not really caring. I pull sheets out of my duffel, as James goes about grabbing pillows to sleep with. I put the sheets on just one of the two beds, knowing that even though we didn’t really discuss it, I expect James to want to just curl up with me, rather than sleep in his own bed. So I’m not exactly surprised, when I finish with the sheets and James piles his pillows on the bed. I always find it funny how many pillows he has. He keeps two fluffy pillows under his head, and he has a body pillow between his legs, when his legs aren’t wrapped around me, and on top of all that he still sleeps with a teddy bear that I got him for his birthday when he was ten. It really is pretty cute though.
I change out of my clothes, keeping my boxers on to sleep in, as I see that James has already changed. I grab my pillow, putting it on the bed before joining James. He stays on his side facing the outside of the bed, so I move to cuddle his back, pulling his flesh to meet mine with my arm around his waist. I stay up for a while thinking, but before long I hear James snoring. I listen to how he breathes in and out, the sound calming me into sleep, before I really know it.
When I wake up again, it’s morning this time, and James isn’t by my side. I lay there for a few seconds, just thinking. It doesn’t take long for James to come back into the room. Like normal, he has a little bounce in his step. I’ve never figured out how he can be so happy in the morning. James carries a bag with him, and he is already completely dressed. I yawn, stretching out to sit up on the bed, feeling a little strange that I’m still in my boxers. “So, what’s in the box?” I ask him, as I rub my eyes, trying to fully wake up.
“I went and got us breakfast. You hungry?” He asks me, even as he sits down on the bed next to me, pulling the Styrofoam boxes out of his bag. “The cafeteria had breakfast burritos, so I got us some.” He tells me, handing me one of the boxes, as he takes the other for himself. Then, without even caring that we are still on the bed, he opens it up and takes a bite of the burrito inside. I expected the burritos to be normal size, and that there might be two or three of them, but instead there is only one large one. James looks a little funny, holding the large burrito in both of his hands while he takes little bites. I just grin at him and start eating my own burrito.
I relax against the headboard of the bed, eating with James. The burrito is actually very good, but it’s very messy as well. It makes me glad that they came in these boxes, so that the mess isn’t getting all over the bed. “What is in these things?” I ask him, as I see cheese and hot sauce dripping off of his chin. I smile, almost wanting to wipe it off, but at the same time it looks cute, how messy he is when he eats.
“I dunno exactly. They said it was ham and eggs, beyond that,” he shrugs as the end of his sentence. Then he just takes another bite of the burrito, finishing it off. I place my burrito down for a second, before I pull him into kiss his lips and lick up the cheese from his chin.
“You are so cute, James.” He smiles at me, blushing slightly. I finish my own burrito, and then get up, taking the two boxes and tossing them into the trash. “Thanks for getting breakfast, James. That was nice.” He grins at me, watching as I put my own clothes on.
“I hear there’s a party tonight.” James tells me, as he lies on the bed. “Some one told me it’s how they pick the new pledges, so we have to go.” He looks over at me, with a smirk on his face. “You’ve got to wear something hot.”
“Oh, I have to wear something hot? What about you, huh?”
“I always look hot. I thought you told me that.” He says, and I see the challenge on his face.
We relax in the dorm for the day, watching T.V. with the other boys, but before it gets too late James drags us back into our room. “Come on, time to change.” He tells me, and then, before I get a chance to really look at my clothes, James is already picking out an outfit for me. “Oh, I like this.” He tells me, proceeding to pull something out and then another thing. He hands me a black leather vest and tight pair of black jeans.
“No shirt?” I ask him, and he just grins at me.
“You don’t need it.” Then he leaves my clothes the way they are, loosely packed in my bag, as he goes to his own bag. “Now, what should I wear?” He muses to himself. He starts throwing clothes, without really choosing them. I start looking at the clothes that he discards, wondering why he doesn’t choose some of them, but when he pulls out what he chooses to wear I’m not exactly complaining. For himself, he chooses to wear black knee length shorts, and a loose knit shirt, dull green in color. The knit is loose enough to leave holes, visible all over his skin; the shirt only goes down to just above his belly button showing off his midriff.
“Nice choice.” I tell him, even as I start changing into my own clothes. He grins at me, as he strips off what he’s wearing to change into the clothes. We both finish dressing about the same time, and then we start putting on shoes. I go to grab the tennis shoes I normally wear, but he grabs my hand smacking it away.
“Not those, wear your boots.” He tells me, so I shrug and grab my combat boots instead. They have buckles all over the laces, and come up to mid calve. I have to admit that they do work for the outfit. “Better.” He tells me, grinning, while looking my body over. He puts on some hy-top converse, and then grabs his keys and cell phone, sliding them in his pockets. I do the same, grabbing my keys and cell phone as well. “Ready?” He asks me, so I nod to him and follow him out the dorm toward Gamma Alpha Psi.
“I’ll be glad when we actually make it to the house.” James retorts, before pulling my arms from around him and sitting on the bed. He sits with one leg crossed over the other, and I can see from the look he gives me that he wants to do something. “Lay down with me.” He tells me, his head rests on his shoulder making his long blonde hair trail down his chest. I’d have to be crazy to refuse that offer. I smirk and place my hands on James’ shoulders pushing him down so his back is on the bed.
“Would it really be so bad to be stuck in this room together for the year?” I ask him, as I slide my leg between his nuzzling his crotch with knee. A soft moan escapes his lips, as a slight flush covers his cheeks.
“Please, don’t tease me Devin.” He tells me softly, grinding his hips down to keep my knee where it is. I grin at him, my hand moving to his cheek and stroking the soft skin there. I lick his lips before sliding my tongue into his mouth. James moans again, pushing up into the kiss and the embrace.
A knock on the door pulls me away from James, even though I don’t want to hold back. “Yea?” I call out even as I pull back from James, trying to keep my heart from pounding so hard.
“Hey, we’re gonna go down to the diner and get some food, you guys want to come?” Comes the voice of one of our temporary dorm mates. I grin at the fact that they will be leaving.
“We’re good, James and I are just going to do a little unpacking.” I call back, even as I see James smile at me. When I hear the door close, I turn my attention back to the pale blonde on the bed. James has moved to lie on his back, as normal as ever; if not for the fact that the bed doesn’t even have sheets on it.
“Devin,” James starts speaking to me softly, as he gazes up at the ceiling. “We’re gonna be open about our relationship now right?” He asks me, and even though his eyes aren’t looking at me, I know that he is weary as well as curious about my answer. I climb onto the bed, pinning him between my legs, so he is looking me in the face, rather than gazing at the ceiling.
“That’s why we came here, James. Be yourself, don’t be afraid to do what you want, ok.” I grin at him; my mind starts to go back where it was before we were interrupted by the knock. I lean down and kiss James, taking the time to draw it out, and while we kiss I move my legs inside of his. James grins widely at me when we pull back from the kiss; then he strips off his own shirt, so he is lying half naked under me. I move my hand down to pinch his nipple as my mouth moves to his neck sucking on it gently. I feel him squirming in my arms, one minute trying to get away from the touch and the next pushing into it.
“Devin, I think we should put some sheets on the bed first.” James tells me softly, as his back arches from the bare mattress.
“Why, what you want to do right now is just going to soil them anyway.” I tell him dipping my head down to suck on the same nipple my fingers were just torturing. James’ hips push up into my stomach with a thrust.
“Fuck, I don’t care, just don’t stop this.” With his words he takes a hold of my head and directs it down, offering me something else to suck on. I grin at him for a second, before undoing his pants like he wants me to. His dick pops right out, ready and willing, making me grin more at the way his dick managed to escape his boxers. Still I do as James wants, lowering my head to lick the tip of his dick. A shiver runs through his body, and then I swallow him down to the bas,e making him moan louder this time. It makes me glad that the other boys left the dorm, so they won’t hear us.
James moans as I suck on his dick. His hips thrust up, forcing his dick further down my throat. I choke slightly, and James moans louder at my throat constricting around him. I pull back enough to take a breath, but don’t stop. I help James strip his pants off, lifting his hips to allow his legs to open further. I get rid of his boxers after his pants so that he lays naked underneath me. I spread his legs wide, giving myself better access. My mouth bobs on his dick, as my hand spreads his butt cheeks, so I can slide my finger in. His body instantly clenches around my finger, a long moan escapes his lips, and James cums in my mouth.
I swallow his seed, before pulling back. I sit on my heels, looking over the bliss-induced state I’ve caused in James. I grin, as I lie down by his side. “Devin, I love you.” James utters the words so softly I barely hear it. Still, I turn on my side, toward him, and kiss his forehead.
“I love you too, James.” I tell him.
We end up falling asleep for an hour or two. By the time I wake up it’s seven and I’m starving. James still lies on the bed with me, completely naked. “James, wake up.” I shake him, not wanting to leave him alone while getting food, besides I’m sure he’s hungry too. James mumbles in his sleep, so I shake him a little harder.
“Five more minutes.” He tells me, just barely opening his eyes at me. I smile at him and kiss his lips quickly.
“Come on, lazy boy. I want to go get food, I’m starving.”
“Food?” He yawns, stretching out across the bed. “Ok, I’ll get up.” I help James out of the bed and gather up his clothes, that were tossed around the room. James puts them on slowly, still waking up as he dresses. I put on my socks and shoes, watching James’ body as he dresses. When James is clothed and shoed, we leave the dorm, waving goodbye to one of the boys in the living room area.
It’s too late for the cafeteria to be open, so we head to the diner on campus. James is still yawning, as he orders himself a cheeseburger; I order the same, then led James to a table, to wait until the food’s ready. When I bring the food back to the table, a hand on my arm stops me. “Hey, do I know you?”
A short, cute redhead stares at me, with a grin on his face. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him, but then my eyes focus on his shirt. “You’re in Gamma Alpha Psi.” I blurt out, before I can stop myself. “I mean, I’m sorry I don’t recognize you.” The smile stays on his face though, as he speaks again.
“That’s okay. So what’s your interest in Gay House?” He asks me, and it seems he takes a step towards me. “Are you pledging?”
“Yes. My boyfriend, James, and I came here just to pledge. Oh shit, nice meeting you, I have to get this food to my table.” I say, running off towards James with the food.
“I’ll see you around.” I hear the redhead call after me. When I get to the table, I see James has woken up some more, as he sits in the booth.
“What took so long?” James asks, his blue eyes looking more clearly at me now.
“Nothing, they just forgot something.” I tell him. For some reason, a little voice tells me not to tell James about the frat boy. I actually feel almost foolish now, and I didn’t even get his name. Then I feel even worse; I just cussed at him. Damn, I really hope that doesn’t hurt my chances for pledging, but he didn’t really seem bothered by it as he called goodbye to me.
“Devin? Hey, Devin!” James gets my attention back, as it seems I’ve been dazing out for the past few minutes, thinking about the redhead. When he sees he has my attention though, he goes on talking. “Why aren’t you eating? Are you okay?” He asks me slowly, his own food on his tray, while he waits for me to answer.
“Oh, sorry, I was just thinking about the fraternity. I wonder what sort of stuff they’re going to make us do, for pledging.” I tell him, taking a bite as soon as I finish the sentence. James smiles at my words, taking another bite of his burger as well.
“Come on, Devin, it can’t possibly be as bad as movies make it out to be. I mean it’s not like they are gonna make us all have a huge orgy with them, or start paddling us.” He says the whole thing with a smirk on his face, and I can’t really help my response.
“I doubt you would really be bothered by them spanking you anyway, James.” I tell him, making his face break out in fake outrage.
“Hey, you know that I wouldn’t want someone else touching me like that!” He all but yells at me, “But I mean if you wanted to spank me, I wouldn’t mind trying that.” He adds more softly to the end. I know that at times James really does wish he had some experience with people other than just me, when it comes to sex. In reality, we’ve only done things with each other, so we don’t really have much to contribute that way. In some ways it seems like a bad thing, because neither of us is that educated in sexual ways, but at the same time it’s kind of a good thing, because at least we both took each other’s virginity, rather then one of us always being mad at the other, for taking our virginity when we can’t take theirs.
“James, would you really care that much if someone else did touch you?” I ask softly, knowing my voice sounds more serious now, than it did a few seconds ago.
“Devin, we were just playing around. Of course I don’t want to touch anyone else. Why are you asking me? I mean, do you want to touch someone else? Are you wanting us to have an open relationship or something?” Even as he says the words, I know he is close to tears with the reality of it.
I reach across the table to grab his hand, but it doesn’t seem like enough. I get up and move to join James on the other side of the table. I pull him into my arms, not caring who’s looking, as I softly whisper in his ear. “James, I don’t want anything like that, just sometimes I wonder if we can truly know what we like best, if we haven’t had anything else.”
“I love what I’ve got, Devin, and if that means I don’t get to try anything else, then so what.” He tells me, sounding more like himself, as he speaks this time. I smile at him, knowing what he means, but at the same time I guess I always have wondered.
For the rest of the meal, James and I keep silent while we eat. I’m starting to get tired again, as we walk back towards our dorm. I start thinking about pledging. In just two more days we’ll start classes, and with the first day of class comes the first pledge event. I don’t know if I’m more nervous, or excited for Monday to come. In reality, I know that maybe James and I don’t know what we’re really getting into here.
Back at the dorm, the over boys have either gone to bed or left, because no one is in the living room as we walk in. James and I just go straight to our room anyway, not really caring. I pull sheets out of my duffel, as James goes about grabbing pillows to sleep with. I put the sheets on just one of the two beds, knowing that even though we didn’t really discuss it, I expect James to want to just curl up with me, rather than sleep in his own bed. So I’m not exactly surprised, when I finish with the sheets and James piles his pillows on the bed. I always find it funny how many pillows he has. He keeps two fluffy pillows under his head, and he has a body pillow between his legs, when his legs aren’t wrapped around me, and on top of all that he still sleeps with a teddy bear that I got him for his birthday when he was ten. It really is pretty cute though.
I change out of my clothes, keeping my boxers on to sleep in, as I see that James has already changed. I grab my pillow, putting it on the bed before joining James. He stays on his side facing the outside of the bed, so I move to cuddle his back, pulling his flesh to meet mine with my arm around his waist. I stay up for a while thinking, but before long I hear James snoring. I listen to how he breathes in and out, the sound calming me into sleep, before I really know it.
When I wake up again, it’s morning this time, and James isn’t by my side. I lay there for a few seconds, just thinking. It doesn’t take long for James to come back into the room. Like normal, he has a little bounce in his step. I’ve never figured out how he can be so happy in the morning. James carries a bag with him, and he is already completely dressed. I yawn, stretching out to sit up on the bed, feeling a little strange that I’m still in my boxers. “So, what’s in the box?” I ask him, as I rub my eyes, trying to fully wake up.
“I went and got us breakfast. You hungry?” He asks me, even as he sits down on the bed next to me, pulling the Styrofoam boxes out of his bag. “The cafeteria had breakfast burritos, so I got us some.” He tells me, handing me one of the boxes, as he takes the other for himself. Then, without even caring that we are still on the bed, he opens it up and takes a bite of the burrito inside. I expected the burritos to be normal size, and that there might be two or three of them, but instead there is only one large one. James looks a little funny, holding the large burrito in both of his hands while he takes little bites. I just grin at him and start eating my own burrito.
I relax against the headboard of the bed, eating with James. The burrito is actually very good, but it’s very messy as well. It makes me glad that they came in these boxes, so that the mess isn’t getting all over the bed. “What is in these things?” I ask him, as I see cheese and hot sauce dripping off of his chin. I smile, almost wanting to wipe it off, but at the same time it looks cute, how messy he is when he eats.
“I dunno exactly. They said it was ham and eggs, beyond that,” he shrugs as the end of his sentence. Then he just takes another bite of the burrito, finishing it off. I place my burrito down for a second, before I pull him into kiss his lips and lick up the cheese from his chin.
“You are so cute, James.” He smiles at me, blushing slightly. I finish my own burrito, and then get up, taking the two boxes and tossing them into the trash. “Thanks for getting breakfast, James. That was nice.” He grins at me, watching as I put my own clothes on.
“I hear there’s a party tonight.” James tells me, as he lies on the bed. “Some one told me it’s how they pick the new pledges, so we have to go.” He looks over at me, with a smirk on his face. “You’ve got to wear something hot.”
“Oh, I have to wear something hot? What about you, huh?”
“I always look hot. I thought you told me that.” He says, and I see the challenge on his face.
We relax in the dorm for the day, watching T.V. with the other boys, but before it gets too late James drags us back into our room. “Come on, time to change.” He tells me, and then, before I get a chance to really look at my clothes, James is already picking out an outfit for me. “Oh, I like this.” He tells me, proceeding to pull something out and then another thing. He hands me a black leather vest and tight pair of black jeans.
“No shirt?” I ask him, and he just grins at me.
“You don’t need it.” Then he leaves my clothes the way they are, loosely packed in my bag, as he goes to his own bag. “Now, what should I wear?” He muses to himself. He starts throwing clothes, without really choosing them. I start looking at the clothes that he discards, wondering why he doesn’t choose some of them, but when he pulls out what he chooses to wear I’m not exactly complaining. For himself, he chooses to wear black knee length shorts, and a loose knit shirt, dull green in color. The knit is loose enough to leave holes, visible all over his skin; the shirt only goes down to just above his belly button showing off his midriff.
“Nice choice.” I tell him, even as I start changing into my own clothes. He grins at me, as he strips off what he’s wearing to change into the clothes. We both finish dressing about the same time, and then we start putting on shoes. I go to grab the tennis shoes I normally wear, but he grabs my hand smacking it away.
“Not those, wear your boots.” He tells me, so I shrug and grab my combat boots instead. They have buckles all over the laces, and come up to mid calve. I have to admit that they do work for the outfit. “Better.” He tells me, grinning, while looking my body over. He puts on some hy-top converse, and then grabs his keys and cell phone, sliding them in his pockets. I do the same, grabbing my keys and cell phone as well. “Ready?” He asks me, so I nod to him and follow him out the dorm toward Gamma Alpha Psi.