Chapter 4
I lie in the bed next to Devin, watching him sleep, as I slowly run my fingers through his soft brown hair. I lay there thinking about the parts I remember of last night. How I know we rushed back to our room just so Devin could fuck my brains out. I know that there was no finesse or style to it at all. It really was just a fuck, but it was awesome all the same. Sure I still feel a little sore now, with how Devin was pushing into me so hard, but at the time, I just wouldn’t have asked for any thing different. I couldn’t have asked for anything better because it was just perfect.
Afterwards it hit me though. I thought about Thomas and Justin hearing us and I know there’s no way that they didn’t hear it. I had seen Justin still sitting in the living room playing his video games as we made for the bedroom and just then I felt completely mortified at the thought that we had to walk out to the bathroom still for a shower. I wondered if Justin would still be there, playing his video game and completely ignoring us. I don’t know what would have been worse, for him to say something or ignore us, but when we went to take a shower Justin was already gone, so I didn’t get to find out at all.
Then I hear Devin’s phone alarm go off to wake him, and for a few minutes it’s as if I don’t even exist. He gets out of bed, not even paying attention to me, as he turns off the alarm and yawns, walking over to his bag to grab clothes and get dressed. I lift my body up to lean against the headboard and watch as he strips off his pjs before redressing in his tight jeans and a skintight black shirt. I grin at seeing him in the tight clothes as opposed to those he slept in.
Once he finishes dressing it seems to occur to him to remember he isn’t alone in the room, and he looks over at me. “Good morning.” I tell him before a yawn escapes my lips making me stretch as I feel the blanket sliding down my skin and exposing more of my flesh beneath it. At seeing the blanket revealing my nude body Devin’s eyes dart away.
“Morning, now would you put some clothes on already.” He tells me, and I know that if he could he much rather I stay naked, and the thought of that makes me laugh. Still I obey, getting up out of the bed and heading over to my own bag of clothes before pulling out some underwear to put on and ultimately putting on clothes for the day as well. I just grab the first two things I see, a pair of skinny jeans and a tight blue shirt with a picture of a cigarette on it and the word ‘fag’ printed above it. I see that Devin has been watching me regardless of his words and I smile at that fact. “Let’s go get breakfast.” He tells me, even as he still tries to wake up yawning again and stretching his arms above his head.
We walk over to the cafeteria, taking the walk like I did yesterday, but it’s nice to have Devin at my side this time. I get another one of the breakfast burritos that the cafeteria seems to be so good at, but this time with bacon and cheddar in it, but Devin just orders some little breakfast sandwich and says something about not being that hungry. “Are you sure you’re ok?” I ask him as normally he’s able to eat almost as much as me, though I know I do eat a lot especially for my size, as Devin has pointed out to me before.
“Yea, fine,” he yawns again, “just a little nervous.” He tells me and I don’t bother to ask if he’s nervous about class or the pledging because I’m pretty sure I already know the answer. We keep eating and Devin gradually wakes up, his eyes growing more alert. “I still want to meet up for lunch ok. How about here at about eleven thirty?” He asks, and already having memorized my schedule I nod to him agreeing.
“Sure definitely.” I tell him, as I know that meeting him for lunch will be a nice little refresher between classes. We finish our food slowly, but we can’t really seem to linger as we head back to get our backpacks and share another hasty kiss or two while inside the safety of our bedroom. Then Devin walks with me to my first class embarrassing me with another kiss to my cheek as he leaves, but it seems like nobody really notices it. So I just go into the classroom taking a seat in the front that isn’t next to anyone as usual. I try to learn without actually having to talk to anyone, even though I’m trying to get over that because I would sort of like to teach kids, and if I can’t even speak up in my classes I don’t know how I’m going to be able to teach.
I wonder about my choice of profession sometimes. I mean I’m not exactly that demanding of attention, or that great in a leadership position. Thinking of that just reminds me of the horrible failure of a time when I tried to be in a more leading position in the bedroom. Shortly after Devin and I slept together for the first time, he mentioned wanting to try with me on top, and of course I started panicking and over-thought the whole situation.
I wondered if I would be any good at it and started freaking out wondering what would happen if I couldn’t make it feel good, what if he only felt pain? I mean I had just lost my own virginity, I was aware of the initial pain that had come with it, but I had had some experience with things going up there beforehand. Devin’s request seemed out of nowhere as he’d never even tried to get me to finger him, and of course I wouldn’t have come up with the idea on my own.
I acted like a complete fool the next time we were able to be alone. I rushed, pulling at his clothes and then when I went to reach for his ass, meaning to finger him, my hand just froze. Of course Devin could tell what I was trying to do and his hand gently circled my wrist trying to guide it the rest of the way to its destination, but my body wouldn’t move. It all went downhill from there, once I broke out of my frozen state I started crying, and I mean bawling at how embarrassed I was and that only made me cry harder. Still Devin just pulled me to him not caring about our state of undress as he comforted me and softly said calming words in my ear. I think I would have been even more mortified if it was with anyone other than Devin. There’s just no one else that understands me like he does.
My teacher walks in the door then, sitting at the front of the room and calling the class to attention. So I focus more on my classes letting the simple flow of numbers take over my brain in such way it always seems like I barely have to think about it. So my classes pass easily, and before I know it I’m making my way back to cafeteria to meet Devin for lunch.
I see him seated at one of the tables with his food already in front on him and at first it makes me frown at the thought that he started without me. Then as I get closer I see that there is more than just one plate on the table where Devin sits. I smile thinking that he must have just gone ahead and ordered for both of us, so I just keep walking toward the table. I catch Devin’s eyes before I get there and hold them with a smile that he kindly returns. I start to sit down across the table from him when Devin pulls me to him instead. “Hey what’s up?” I ask him happily, but then I notice the look on his face that tells me he’s hiding something.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I invited one of the boys from my auto class to lunch with us.” He tells me and it’s at that moment I notice that the plate on the other side of the table has been touched, as has the one in front of Devin.
“You started without me.” I whine slightly hating more so that he invited a boy and they both started without me and with out ordering me anything. Still I try to act happy still. “So where is he then?” I ask softly as my hand rests on Devin’s thigh, in an attempt to calm myself. Devin grins at me and kisses me quickly on the lips.
“He’s getting your food, the cashier just called it. Yours took a little longer.” Devin told me and I just look at him strangely for a moment or two until he explains. “I ordered you food too. You don’t think I would just start eating and make you wait for food when you got here too do you? You okay with Philly cheese steak?” He asks me temptingly, and at this point the offer is more than enough. I smile and kiss him again still keeping it quick, especially with knowing we might have an audience.
“Thank you.” I tell him softly, and that’s when I see a boy heading straight to our table with a plate in his hands. I guess from look in his eyes as he stares right at us and the fact that on that plate is a Philly, just like Devin said, that this must be the mystery boy joining us for lunch. He grins at me, meeting my eyes as he joins us, sitting down across the table and placing the tray in front of me.
“James, this is Chris. Chris this is my boyfriend, James.” Devin says, and I almost want to whip my head around and stare at him for the boyfriend comment before I stop and remember that I don’t have to worry about it here. Still I can’t help but to think that his friend he invited along is completely and stereotypically straight. He has perfectly tanned skin and short spiked black hair. He’s completely built which makes sense considering he’s in the auto classes with Devin, but he’s also taller than Devin. He has to be at least six foot rather than how Devin falls two inches short. I have to admit that he is hot in his way, but I just have to be blind if he really doesn’t look absolutely straight.
Straight to the point that I wonder if Devin telling him he’s gay and having me right here next to him is really a good idea. I mean I’m not saying he looks homophobic or anything, but it wouldn’t be the first time that a friend or potential friend has fled. Strangely though Chris doesn’t seem to be bothered by it, in fact it doesn’t seem to even faze him. He just looks right at me and grins. “Nice to meet you, James.”
“You too.” I softly mutter, glad that he doesn’t try to shake my hand. Devin’s hand rests on my thigh, lightly rubbing circles in to calm me down, and it works as usual. Devin and Chris start to talk about their class together, and it calms me down further to be left out of the conversation as I slowly eat my sandwich. At some point though the talk turns from classes to hobbies, and I’m drawn into the conversation. Chris says that he plays guitar, and that leads to Devin saying how I play as well.
“You do huh? How long you been playing?” Chris asks me and I blush slightly not sure why.
“Since I was seven.” I tell him softly thinking back to the first guitar that my counselor had me play in his office that day he suggested it.
“Wow! That’s awesome. So I guess your parents actually approve of your playing?” He asks me, and it’s obvious by the way he phrases it that his parents don’t approve of his. I grin slightly, thinking of Maria’s delight right when I started really talking to her after the lessons started, and I know that she and my adoptive father are really grateful for music being in my life due to the affect it had on me. I just nod softly to answer the question, and I feel Devin’s hand back on my thigh at the mention of my parents as usual.
“Yea.” I start softly. “My parents are very supportive of my playing.” I tell the boy, grinning just at the thought. The conversation continues then, mostly leaving me out of it again and that’s the way I want it. We finish eating and then say our goodbyes and head off to class. I end up seeing Chris again in my math class, and he just waves at me but doesn’t sit down by me. I don’t feel bad though, as I go through my last class of the day.
When I get back to the dorm I find Justin in the living room playing video games again. I sit down on the couch watching him for awhile, seeing him notice me there calmly trying to understand the point of the game he’s playing. At some point though he just looks over at me and speaks. “Do you want to try it?” He asks me, and I know that I blush slightly at the question.
“I don’t really play many video games. I’m not that good at them.” I tell him, and he smiles me gesturing with his head for me to join him on the ground. Justin starts explaining the point of the game, and how to play, before just handing me controller and letting me play. It takes me a few tries to get the hang of what I’m doing but honestly, by the time that Devin walks in the front door I’m actually getting pretty in to it. I know that Devin watches me for a while before he sits behind me and places his hands over mine easily completing the part I’m having trouble with. Then I hear his voice at my ear.
“How was your first day?” He asks me and for a little while the conversation continues with me pulling away from Devin for Justin’s sake. Then Devin just walks into our room though and starts reading a textbook, so I figure he must be doing his homework. I follow him after handing the controller back to Justin. My hand taps on the door to let him know of my presence before I enter the room. I end up asking Devin if it’s okay if I play my guitar while he does his homework, and he nods to me.
I pull out my acoustic and head to the bed, sitting down with the instrument in my lap. I softly strum the strings, listening to the sounds it makes for a while before actually playing a song and humming along with it. Then again I just play some chords and progressions while watching Devin through the corner of my eye. I see him coming over to join me, and I grin at him when he kisses me on cheek before sitting down next to me. “You done with your homework?” I ask him before moving on to more important matters. “Do you think we’re ready for what’s happening tonight? You know moving in there and pledging? I ask him.
“Yes, we’re ready for this James. I know this is what we want.” He says and I can see the anticipation in his eyes.
“We should probably repack our things.” I tell him, knowing that it won’t be much longer now until we’re leaving this dorm room. Devin just nods to me and we get up with me carefully putting my guitar back in its hard case, before helping gather up the clothes from the mess we’ve made of the dorm room.
When we are done cleaning up we have all of our stuff back in their bags, and again it looks as if we’re leaving when we just got here. Still I’m glad that we will be moving into Gamma if we’re going. It just makes me so happy that we both got it; I don’t think I would have been able to stand it if only one of us was pledged. Still I don’t have to worry about that right now; I just have to worry about making it through pledging and with a look at the clock I realize that little adventure might start sooner rather than later. Some how we have managed to waste away the rest of the night, and so Devin and I grab up our bags to make our way over to frat house. Justin and Thomas tell us goodbye and good luck and then we’re on our way.
As we make our way over to the fraternity it seems obvious that it is the night for the pledges of all houses to move in, as a lot of students wander around carrying all of their baggage with them. We are just two of them making our way to our new and hopefully permanent (as far as college is concerned) home. So we join in with crowd of other boys headed for the Gamma house, blending in easily as we make our way through the front door. A frat boy leads the group to a large room for all of us to drop our things. For a while all of the boys just keep showing up, and nothing is really happening other than everyone talking nervously wondering what is going to happen.
Then, as if by some unspoken signal, a boy calls our attention to him and it seems to be the same one from last night. “Pledges! Welcome to Gamma Alpha Psi. This room is your home for the next two weeks. I hope everyone’s comfortable in the big group. My name is Dustin, I’m the president of Gamma house.
“I’m sure you’ve all heard tale of what happens behind these walls. After all that’s why you’re here.” He says stopping to eye a few of the other members with a grin. “All of you will be given three outfits for the duration of your pledging you will wear only these clothes so that I, and the other brothers, can recognize you. Failure to comply with any of the rules or misconduct will result in a mark against you. If you get three marks then the game’s over. You pack bags and leave; if you’re lucky you might get another chance next year. However, if you manage to make it through all fourteen days of pledging, with less than three marks, then congratulations you make it.
“Now, it’s time to lay down some ground work. I hope all of you had your fun last night, because for the next two weeks while you are pledging there is to be no sexual conduct between pledges and any one. You are not to do anything with each other, with the frat members, or with anyone for that matter. Don’t even masturbate. This is a rule and failure will result in a mark. Kissing is fine, but nothing beyond is permitted.
“If at any time a brother of the fraternity talks to you, you are to be polite and do as he says, remember you are at our mercy. As long as he does not convince you to break the aforementioned rule.
“There are to be five events to prove yourself, doing well at these makes it more likely for you to make it through pledging. The events will not be announced beforehand; you must be ready at any time to do as we ask. We will not give away any hints about what is to happen at the event until they happen either.
“Welcome to Hell boys. If you’re lucky enough to make it through pledging, then maybe one of our boys will feel the need to reward you.” He tells us, and with that he starts to leave but turns before he gets all the way out. “Oh, I almost forgot. This is Victor and Kyle. They will be staying with you in the room to make sure you follow the rules. Starting with the dress code, please collect your clothes from Kyle. Goodnight, get some rest, you’ll all need it.” And with that he actually does leave us alone.
There are twelve of us pledges in all, so left with the two frat boys that makes fourteen of us living in this room together for the next two weeks, with most likely massive cases of blue balls all around. Yippee, I think as I line up with Devin to get the clothes.
I see from the other boys around us that we are basically all getting skintight skimpy clothes to wear. The first outfit consists of very short black shorts, that I doubt will really cover anyone’s ass, along with a red baby-doll shirt, that has ГАΨ printed on it, in the same black as the shorts. Then one of the boys turns the shorts around and I see that the Greek letters are written on the ass as well in the red color of the shirt. The second outfit is a bit better or at least more covering. Ankle length black pants with the Greek letters down the left leg along with a jersey like shirt that has the letters on the back this time, the shirt is red with elbow length black sleeves. Then the last outfit is kind of between the other two. It has cotton knee length shorts like the ones I already have with again the red letters down the left leg. It’s paired with a red tee shirt that has the Greek letters on the left side by the collar and repeated on the bottom of the short sleeve on the right. All and all the outfits aren’t too terrible; it just makes us look like a team of gay baseball players.
I hear Kyle tell me that I can mix and match the outfits so long as I’m still wearing a shirt and bottoms as he hands me my stack of clothes when I tell him small, as the only choices are small and medium. Devin takes the clothes in medium, and upon seeing the outfits he talks about wanting to do a swap. He manages to convince one of the other boys closer to his size to switch the skimpy first outfit for his more covering second outfit, and the boy seems happy with the trade. I grin, knowing that Devin wouldn’t want to be in such skimpy clothes, even though I’m sure he’s going to convince me that it would be hot if I do.
I go about making myself a spot on the floor, clearing out a space before lying my blankets on it to make a make shift sleeping bag. The frat boys left with us are in black sleeping bags that have the Greek letters written on them in red, and I can’t help but to think this is taken to a bit extreme with the spirit. Still I’m glad that at least if there isn’t to be anything sexual that means they aren’t going to force us into sex with them.
Well maybe I can’t sleep with Devin while we’re pledging, but they didn’t say anything about not being able to sleep next to him and cuddle. The truth of it is though that with the fourteen bodies shoved together on the floor of the room, it’s kind of hard for us not to be shoved together to the point of touching, and the frat boys don’t seem to care when a few of us cuddle up with other boys here. Including me pulling Devin down to me. I kick off my extra clothes in between the covers, still a little nervous of undressing in front of all of them despite my years of public schooling and gym class.
All of the other boys just strip down not seeming to care, in fact several of them are openly checking each other out rather than seeming ashamed of it, like I am. I feel embarrassed by how shy I am that I can’t even get changed in the room with the rest of the boys. Still I guess there’s nothing for it as I settle down thinking about what kind of events they’re going to make us do. Devin lies down next to me, pulling me to him tightly and kissing my cheek. I can’t help the fact that it feels like we’re being watched when he kisses me. Still I’m glad to have him here, I don’t think I would make it through pledging on my own; if it weren’t for Devin I don’t think I would be here at all.
“I love you.” I hear him very softly whisper to me so no one else will hear it. I hold him tighter to me and repeat the words back. I can’t believe we made it this far, but if that’s true I wonder how I’m going to feel when we make it to being full fraternity brothers. All I know is two weeks can’t pass soon enough, especially if the sex I had yesterday is supposed to last me for that whole time. I know I’m complaining, but come on two weeks with out a single chance to cum while surrounded in tight corridors with hot guys? This is not going to make for a very enjoyable time, but then again, I guess no one ever said that pledging was easy.
Afterwards it hit me though. I thought about Thomas and Justin hearing us and I know there’s no way that they didn’t hear it. I had seen Justin still sitting in the living room playing his video games as we made for the bedroom and just then I felt completely mortified at the thought that we had to walk out to the bathroom still for a shower. I wondered if Justin would still be there, playing his video game and completely ignoring us. I don’t know what would have been worse, for him to say something or ignore us, but when we went to take a shower Justin was already gone, so I didn’t get to find out at all.
Then I hear Devin’s phone alarm go off to wake him, and for a few minutes it’s as if I don’t even exist. He gets out of bed, not even paying attention to me, as he turns off the alarm and yawns, walking over to his bag to grab clothes and get dressed. I lift my body up to lean against the headboard and watch as he strips off his pjs before redressing in his tight jeans and a skintight black shirt. I grin at seeing him in the tight clothes as opposed to those he slept in.
Once he finishes dressing it seems to occur to him to remember he isn’t alone in the room, and he looks over at me. “Good morning.” I tell him before a yawn escapes my lips making me stretch as I feel the blanket sliding down my skin and exposing more of my flesh beneath it. At seeing the blanket revealing my nude body Devin’s eyes dart away.
“Morning, now would you put some clothes on already.” He tells me, and I know that if he could he much rather I stay naked, and the thought of that makes me laugh. Still I obey, getting up out of the bed and heading over to my own bag of clothes before pulling out some underwear to put on and ultimately putting on clothes for the day as well. I just grab the first two things I see, a pair of skinny jeans and a tight blue shirt with a picture of a cigarette on it and the word ‘fag’ printed above it. I see that Devin has been watching me regardless of his words and I smile at that fact. “Let’s go get breakfast.” He tells me, even as he still tries to wake up yawning again and stretching his arms above his head.
We walk over to the cafeteria, taking the walk like I did yesterday, but it’s nice to have Devin at my side this time. I get another one of the breakfast burritos that the cafeteria seems to be so good at, but this time with bacon and cheddar in it, but Devin just orders some little breakfast sandwich and says something about not being that hungry. “Are you sure you’re ok?” I ask him as normally he’s able to eat almost as much as me, though I know I do eat a lot especially for my size, as Devin has pointed out to me before.
“Yea, fine,” he yawns again, “just a little nervous.” He tells me and I don’t bother to ask if he’s nervous about class or the pledging because I’m pretty sure I already know the answer. We keep eating and Devin gradually wakes up, his eyes growing more alert. “I still want to meet up for lunch ok. How about here at about eleven thirty?” He asks, and already having memorized my schedule I nod to him agreeing.
“Sure definitely.” I tell him, as I know that meeting him for lunch will be a nice little refresher between classes. We finish our food slowly, but we can’t really seem to linger as we head back to get our backpacks and share another hasty kiss or two while inside the safety of our bedroom. Then Devin walks with me to my first class embarrassing me with another kiss to my cheek as he leaves, but it seems like nobody really notices it. So I just go into the classroom taking a seat in the front that isn’t next to anyone as usual. I try to learn without actually having to talk to anyone, even though I’m trying to get over that because I would sort of like to teach kids, and if I can’t even speak up in my classes I don’t know how I’m going to be able to teach.
I wonder about my choice of profession sometimes. I mean I’m not exactly that demanding of attention, or that great in a leadership position. Thinking of that just reminds me of the horrible failure of a time when I tried to be in a more leading position in the bedroom. Shortly after Devin and I slept together for the first time, he mentioned wanting to try with me on top, and of course I started panicking and over-thought the whole situation.
I wondered if I would be any good at it and started freaking out wondering what would happen if I couldn’t make it feel good, what if he only felt pain? I mean I had just lost my own virginity, I was aware of the initial pain that had come with it, but I had had some experience with things going up there beforehand. Devin’s request seemed out of nowhere as he’d never even tried to get me to finger him, and of course I wouldn’t have come up with the idea on my own.
I acted like a complete fool the next time we were able to be alone. I rushed, pulling at his clothes and then when I went to reach for his ass, meaning to finger him, my hand just froze. Of course Devin could tell what I was trying to do and his hand gently circled my wrist trying to guide it the rest of the way to its destination, but my body wouldn’t move. It all went downhill from there, once I broke out of my frozen state I started crying, and I mean bawling at how embarrassed I was and that only made me cry harder. Still Devin just pulled me to him not caring about our state of undress as he comforted me and softly said calming words in my ear. I think I would have been even more mortified if it was with anyone other than Devin. There’s just no one else that understands me like he does.
My teacher walks in the door then, sitting at the front of the room and calling the class to attention. So I focus more on my classes letting the simple flow of numbers take over my brain in such way it always seems like I barely have to think about it. So my classes pass easily, and before I know it I’m making my way back to cafeteria to meet Devin for lunch.
I see him seated at one of the tables with his food already in front on him and at first it makes me frown at the thought that he started without me. Then as I get closer I see that there is more than just one plate on the table where Devin sits. I smile thinking that he must have just gone ahead and ordered for both of us, so I just keep walking toward the table. I catch Devin’s eyes before I get there and hold them with a smile that he kindly returns. I start to sit down across the table from him when Devin pulls me to him instead. “Hey what’s up?” I ask him happily, but then I notice the look on his face that tells me he’s hiding something.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I invited one of the boys from my auto class to lunch with us.” He tells me and it’s at that moment I notice that the plate on the other side of the table has been touched, as has the one in front of Devin.
“You started without me.” I whine slightly hating more so that he invited a boy and they both started without me and with out ordering me anything. Still I try to act happy still. “So where is he then?” I ask softly as my hand rests on Devin’s thigh, in an attempt to calm myself. Devin grins at me and kisses me quickly on the lips.
“He’s getting your food, the cashier just called it. Yours took a little longer.” Devin told me and I just look at him strangely for a moment or two until he explains. “I ordered you food too. You don’t think I would just start eating and make you wait for food when you got here too do you? You okay with Philly cheese steak?” He asks me temptingly, and at this point the offer is more than enough. I smile and kiss him again still keeping it quick, especially with knowing we might have an audience.
“Thank you.” I tell him softly, and that’s when I see a boy heading straight to our table with a plate in his hands. I guess from look in his eyes as he stares right at us and the fact that on that plate is a Philly, just like Devin said, that this must be the mystery boy joining us for lunch. He grins at me, meeting my eyes as he joins us, sitting down across the table and placing the tray in front of me.
“James, this is Chris. Chris this is my boyfriend, James.” Devin says, and I almost want to whip my head around and stare at him for the boyfriend comment before I stop and remember that I don’t have to worry about it here. Still I can’t help but to think that his friend he invited along is completely and stereotypically straight. He has perfectly tanned skin and short spiked black hair. He’s completely built which makes sense considering he’s in the auto classes with Devin, but he’s also taller than Devin. He has to be at least six foot rather than how Devin falls two inches short. I have to admit that he is hot in his way, but I just have to be blind if he really doesn’t look absolutely straight.
Straight to the point that I wonder if Devin telling him he’s gay and having me right here next to him is really a good idea. I mean I’m not saying he looks homophobic or anything, but it wouldn’t be the first time that a friend or potential friend has fled. Strangely though Chris doesn’t seem to be bothered by it, in fact it doesn’t seem to even faze him. He just looks right at me and grins. “Nice to meet you, James.”
“You too.” I softly mutter, glad that he doesn’t try to shake my hand. Devin’s hand rests on my thigh, lightly rubbing circles in to calm me down, and it works as usual. Devin and Chris start to talk about their class together, and it calms me down further to be left out of the conversation as I slowly eat my sandwich. At some point though the talk turns from classes to hobbies, and I’m drawn into the conversation. Chris says that he plays guitar, and that leads to Devin saying how I play as well.
“You do huh? How long you been playing?” Chris asks me and I blush slightly not sure why.
“Since I was seven.” I tell him softly thinking back to the first guitar that my counselor had me play in his office that day he suggested it.
“Wow! That’s awesome. So I guess your parents actually approve of your playing?” He asks me, and it’s obvious by the way he phrases it that his parents don’t approve of his. I grin slightly, thinking of Maria’s delight right when I started really talking to her after the lessons started, and I know that she and my adoptive father are really grateful for music being in my life due to the affect it had on me. I just nod softly to answer the question, and I feel Devin’s hand back on my thigh at the mention of my parents as usual.
“Yea.” I start softly. “My parents are very supportive of my playing.” I tell the boy, grinning just at the thought. The conversation continues then, mostly leaving me out of it again and that’s the way I want it. We finish eating and then say our goodbyes and head off to class. I end up seeing Chris again in my math class, and he just waves at me but doesn’t sit down by me. I don’t feel bad though, as I go through my last class of the day.
When I get back to the dorm I find Justin in the living room playing video games again. I sit down on the couch watching him for awhile, seeing him notice me there calmly trying to understand the point of the game he’s playing. At some point though he just looks over at me and speaks. “Do you want to try it?” He asks me, and I know that I blush slightly at the question.
“I don’t really play many video games. I’m not that good at them.” I tell him, and he smiles me gesturing with his head for me to join him on the ground. Justin starts explaining the point of the game, and how to play, before just handing me controller and letting me play. It takes me a few tries to get the hang of what I’m doing but honestly, by the time that Devin walks in the front door I’m actually getting pretty in to it. I know that Devin watches me for a while before he sits behind me and places his hands over mine easily completing the part I’m having trouble with. Then I hear his voice at my ear.
“How was your first day?” He asks me and for a little while the conversation continues with me pulling away from Devin for Justin’s sake. Then Devin just walks into our room though and starts reading a textbook, so I figure he must be doing his homework. I follow him after handing the controller back to Justin. My hand taps on the door to let him know of my presence before I enter the room. I end up asking Devin if it’s okay if I play my guitar while he does his homework, and he nods to me.
I pull out my acoustic and head to the bed, sitting down with the instrument in my lap. I softly strum the strings, listening to the sounds it makes for a while before actually playing a song and humming along with it. Then again I just play some chords and progressions while watching Devin through the corner of my eye. I see him coming over to join me, and I grin at him when he kisses me on cheek before sitting down next to me. “You done with your homework?” I ask him before moving on to more important matters. “Do you think we’re ready for what’s happening tonight? You know moving in there and pledging? I ask him.
“Yes, we’re ready for this James. I know this is what we want.” He says and I can see the anticipation in his eyes.
“We should probably repack our things.” I tell him, knowing that it won’t be much longer now until we’re leaving this dorm room. Devin just nods to me and we get up with me carefully putting my guitar back in its hard case, before helping gather up the clothes from the mess we’ve made of the dorm room.
When we are done cleaning up we have all of our stuff back in their bags, and again it looks as if we’re leaving when we just got here. Still I’m glad that we will be moving into Gamma if we’re going. It just makes me so happy that we both got it; I don’t think I would have been able to stand it if only one of us was pledged. Still I don’t have to worry about that right now; I just have to worry about making it through pledging and with a look at the clock I realize that little adventure might start sooner rather than later. Some how we have managed to waste away the rest of the night, and so Devin and I grab up our bags to make our way over to frat house. Justin and Thomas tell us goodbye and good luck and then we’re on our way.
As we make our way over to the fraternity it seems obvious that it is the night for the pledges of all houses to move in, as a lot of students wander around carrying all of their baggage with them. We are just two of them making our way to our new and hopefully permanent (as far as college is concerned) home. So we join in with crowd of other boys headed for the Gamma house, blending in easily as we make our way through the front door. A frat boy leads the group to a large room for all of us to drop our things. For a while all of the boys just keep showing up, and nothing is really happening other than everyone talking nervously wondering what is going to happen.
Then, as if by some unspoken signal, a boy calls our attention to him and it seems to be the same one from last night. “Pledges! Welcome to Gamma Alpha Psi. This room is your home for the next two weeks. I hope everyone’s comfortable in the big group. My name is Dustin, I’m the president of Gamma house.
“I’m sure you’ve all heard tale of what happens behind these walls. After all that’s why you’re here.” He says stopping to eye a few of the other members with a grin. “All of you will be given three outfits for the duration of your pledging you will wear only these clothes so that I, and the other brothers, can recognize you. Failure to comply with any of the rules or misconduct will result in a mark against you. If you get three marks then the game’s over. You pack bags and leave; if you’re lucky you might get another chance next year. However, if you manage to make it through all fourteen days of pledging, with less than three marks, then congratulations you make it.
“Now, it’s time to lay down some ground work. I hope all of you had your fun last night, because for the next two weeks while you are pledging there is to be no sexual conduct between pledges and any one. You are not to do anything with each other, with the frat members, or with anyone for that matter. Don’t even masturbate. This is a rule and failure will result in a mark. Kissing is fine, but nothing beyond is permitted.
“If at any time a brother of the fraternity talks to you, you are to be polite and do as he says, remember you are at our mercy. As long as he does not convince you to break the aforementioned rule.
“There are to be five events to prove yourself, doing well at these makes it more likely for you to make it through pledging. The events will not be announced beforehand; you must be ready at any time to do as we ask. We will not give away any hints about what is to happen at the event until they happen either.
“Welcome to Hell boys. If you’re lucky enough to make it through pledging, then maybe one of our boys will feel the need to reward you.” He tells us, and with that he starts to leave but turns before he gets all the way out. “Oh, I almost forgot. This is Victor and Kyle. They will be staying with you in the room to make sure you follow the rules. Starting with the dress code, please collect your clothes from Kyle. Goodnight, get some rest, you’ll all need it.” And with that he actually does leave us alone.
There are twelve of us pledges in all, so left with the two frat boys that makes fourteen of us living in this room together for the next two weeks, with most likely massive cases of blue balls all around. Yippee, I think as I line up with Devin to get the clothes.
I see from the other boys around us that we are basically all getting skintight skimpy clothes to wear. The first outfit consists of very short black shorts, that I doubt will really cover anyone’s ass, along with a red baby-doll shirt, that has ГАΨ printed on it, in the same black as the shorts. Then one of the boys turns the shorts around and I see that the Greek letters are written on the ass as well in the red color of the shirt. The second outfit is a bit better or at least more covering. Ankle length black pants with the Greek letters down the left leg along with a jersey like shirt that has the letters on the back this time, the shirt is red with elbow length black sleeves. Then the last outfit is kind of between the other two. It has cotton knee length shorts like the ones I already have with again the red letters down the left leg. It’s paired with a red tee shirt that has the Greek letters on the left side by the collar and repeated on the bottom of the short sleeve on the right. All and all the outfits aren’t too terrible; it just makes us look like a team of gay baseball players.
I hear Kyle tell me that I can mix and match the outfits so long as I’m still wearing a shirt and bottoms as he hands me my stack of clothes when I tell him small, as the only choices are small and medium. Devin takes the clothes in medium, and upon seeing the outfits he talks about wanting to do a swap. He manages to convince one of the other boys closer to his size to switch the skimpy first outfit for his more covering second outfit, and the boy seems happy with the trade. I grin, knowing that Devin wouldn’t want to be in such skimpy clothes, even though I’m sure he’s going to convince me that it would be hot if I do.
I go about making myself a spot on the floor, clearing out a space before lying my blankets on it to make a make shift sleeping bag. The frat boys left with us are in black sleeping bags that have the Greek letters written on them in red, and I can’t help but to think this is taken to a bit extreme with the spirit. Still I’m glad that at least if there isn’t to be anything sexual that means they aren’t going to force us into sex with them.
Well maybe I can’t sleep with Devin while we’re pledging, but they didn’t say anything about not being able to sleep next to him and cuddle. The truth of it is though that with the fourteen bodies shoved together on the floor of the room, it’s kind of hard for us not to be shoved together to the point of touching, and the frat boys don’t seem to care when a few of us cuddle up with other boys here. Including me pulling Devin down to me. I kick off my extra clothes in between the covers, still a little nervous of undressing in front of all of them despite my years of public schooling and gym class.
All of the other boys just strip down not seeming to care, in fact several of them are openly checking each other out rather than seeming ashamed of it, like I am. I feel embarrassed by how shy I am that I can’t even get changed in the room with the rest of the boys. Still I guess there’s nothing for it as I settle down thinking about what kind of events they’re going to make us do. Devin lies down next to me, pulling me to him tightly and kissing my cheek. I can’t help the fact that it feels like we’re being watched when he kisses me. Still I’m glad to have him here, I don’t think I would make it through pledging on my own; if it weren’t for Devin I don’t think I would be here at all.
“I love you.” I hear him very softly whisper to me so no one else will hear it. I hold him tighter to me and repeat the words back. I can’t believe we made it this far, but if that’s true I wonder how I’m going to feel when we make it to being full fraternity brothers. All I know is two weeks can’t pass soon enough, especially if the sex I had yesterday is supposed to last me for that whole time. I know I’m complaining, but come on two weeks with out a single chance to cum while surrounded in tight corridors with hot guys? This is not going to make for a very enjoyable time, but then again, I guess no one ever said that pledging was easy.