Date: Sun, 30 Jun 1996 19:44:17 -0500
From: Colin <ccarand@basil.stthom.edu>
Subject: Bid Night
WARNING!!!!!!
This is a story contains man to man sex ... hence a gay erotica story.
If does not appeal to you, then by all means, DON'T READ
IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I would like to receive any comments for this is my very first story to
publish online!!!!!! Thanks for the support!!!!!
ccarand@basil.stthom.edu
ENJOY!!!!!!!
Colin
BID NIGHT
By: Colin
Who would have guess that I joined a fraternity?
I was a popular person in high school, but not really fraternity
material like most of the guys I knew - I wasn't as rich or as stuck up
as they. But I think joining a fraternity at a private school is
totally different than joining at public university.
Name's Tony, a freshman at Tulane University. I just turned 19 and
hail from California. For those of you interested in my physical stats,
I am 5' 9", 145 lbs with a tight swimmer's build. I'm nicely hairy,
light brown hair, blue eyes, and I love my legs.
Currently, I am living in the dorms with a couple of cool and cute
guys. Yes, I am gay, but I'm not out, not yet to most of them, that
is. The only problem I have is that my roommate is a born naturalist,
and the boy is fucking hung as hell with 13 damn nice inches to his
military cut body. I've dreamt many nights going over to his side of
the room and jumping on him, and the many nights wanting to join in when
he and his gal would be fucking like rabbits in heat, which was EVERY
SINGLE DAMN MOMENT!!! How I would love to be choked by that scholong
and have my throat coated with his delicious seed.
At times, I would just be sick and tired of seeing all of his glory
or listening to their groaning so I would end up sleeping over at my
friends' rooms. By the time the spring semester had started, we began
going out to parties, and eventually we were being invited to fraternity
parties as special invites.
I was getting comfortable hanging out with the PIKEs because they
were my type of guys to hang out with as buds. Going out with them was
always an adventure because we would all get drunk, fucked up, and
always made it a night.
There were, of course, cute guys in the fraternity. It's always a
given that there is at least one cute guy in a fraternity. There
happened to be a couple of really cute PIKEs, but the hottest and most
beautiful, by far, was Scott.
How do I describe Scott? Physically, he's 6' 4" and 200 lbs of
pure hard muscle. Endless hours in the pool and captain of his crew
team are evidence in the hard, chiseled features of his arms, chest, and
legs. He's got sandy blonde hair covering all of his tall masculine
frame accompanied with hazelnut eyes that make him unbelievable
desirable. To match with his good looks is a personality that's an envy
from all of his brothers. Basically, he's a world-class Southern
gentleman that's head strong and out-going.
I first met Scott during Freshman Orientation. He was my
orientation coordinator, and I was soooo incredibly turned on by the
sheer sight of him. In the mail, we got out orientation handbooks that
had pictures of each coordinator. Scott's picture didn't do him
justice, yet still looked like he was an accomplished model. He
perfectly fits the Abercrombie & Fitch model, for the curious. During
the first night of orientation, I knew he was a guy I would never
forget.
Scott was an AWESOME OC. He took my fellow frosh and I to our very
first fraternity party. Conversations were never dull with him, and
appeared we had many things in common avid sand volleyball players,
architecture buffs (since we're both architecture majors), theatre arts,
a good ol pint of Abita Purple Haze, and what surprised me a strong
desire for AIDS education.
I've know that I'm gay, but wasn't really open about it. I didn't
think it was necessary or anything because I lived right along West
Hollywood, so to me, it wasn't a big deal to be out. Also, I'm never
promiscuous and had only a few encounters to keep me sexually content.
When I first laid eyes on Scott, I was immediately turned on and HARD;
no guy has ever made me feel that horny.
After orientation, Scott and I kept in touch often, more or less
from the help of my friends who know the PIKEs. By the end of the
night, him and I would be laughing up a storm in our drunken stupor
induced by Purple Haze. When I told Scott's brothers I knew Scott,
their attitudes changed from bad to good, like I was some high-profile
person. Scott had the personality in the chapter of raking in the
pledges. If he liked you and was the one who struck up the
conversation, you were destined to be known by the rest of the actives.
Around campus, he had a known personality because of his position on
student government. For a sophomore, he attained the position of
vice-president of student relations.
OK, so I'm building up the popularity of this guy when he needs no
ego boost at all. He's unbelievably humble when you note his merits,
and his humility adds to this gorgeous charm.
Formal spring rush rolls around, and I turn nervous because I made
up my mind that I was going to joy a fraternity. Hopefully, I was going
to join Scott's frat with the end goal of being a brother of Scott's.
Though I knew I would get in, I wanted to be sure that I got my bid.
Night after night, I would get fed and taken out to some of the
best local places in N'awlins. These weren't your 4-star places, more
like "4-TAIL" places - these places might have looked like shit, but
they were damn good and spicy!!! Afterwards, we were taken out to a few
bars where the drinks were on them. Thank God it was just the first
week of classes because there was no way I would have passed any tests,
done any homework, or even gone to class with the amount of alcohol
consumed during rush week.
During rush, Friday all the fraternities usually reserve nights for
special invitation, only. As part of rush, we had to go visit about 5
houses. By that Friday, I had 2 invitations, A-E-Pi, and the PIKEs.
Even though I'm Jewish, it doesn't mean I want to be a part of a
strictly Jewish fraternity. So I declined on the A E Pi's and went for
PIKE.
Friday night with the PIKEs turned out to be a coat-and-tie night
at Paul Prudhommes followed by balcony bar at Tropical Isle. Good food
and TONS of alcohol!!! Since Scott knew I accepted my PIKE invitation,
he personally offered to pick me up, take me to dinner, and possibly
back to the dorms. I think my floormates that were also going to the
PIKE invite got jealous that no one else was going to pick them up or
something. I fully accepted Scott's offer without a doubt because my
infatuation with him grew to love. I love him for the man that he is
and the man that I hope to love and him to love me. (OK , so I sound
like that whining person on Jerry McGuire, but he's just ... UMPH!!!)
Scott pulled up by my dorm in his Land Rover and just looked
completely beautiful ... OK FUCKING HOT!!! He seemed to have walked off
the pages of GQ or a Polo or Abercrombie advertisement. He knows how to
wear a suit well. The shirt and coat are beautifully tapered from his
wide muscular shoulders to his narrow waist, while the pants left
NOTHING to the imagination. He was packing a good 7 or 8 inches in
those pants, from what I could tell, and they weren't hard.
I had a feeling I was going to get my bid with PIKE, so I decided
to eat up, drink hard, and enjoy the night. What I didn't know was that
Scott had my entire night planned.
The real fun started at Tropical Isle when the alcohol started
flowing, if anyone could survive the first drink. If it wasn't for that
huge meal we had, neither I nor my soon to be pledge brothers would have
survived that first Hand Grenade. But I was feeling good, and looking
for my second drink. The actives gathered the invites together for a
special toast - our bid toast. I finally got my bid from them, and so
now I was ready to accept.
After the toast, Scott came up to me with a new drink for me - a
Tropical Itch.
"Congratulations, Tony, on your bid. We hope you accept. I know
you're a brother I would LOVE to have." Scott says and he's handing me
my drink.
After careful thinking, and not wanting to sound sooo hasty, I
replied , "Thanks, Scott. You know ... I think I am going to accept my
bid!" with a cool and calm tone.
"Well ... " Scott said with excitement, "Let me be the first to
welcome you to the fraternity" he replied with a great big hug leaving
practically breathless.
"Thanks!" I tried to say as my insides were feeling numb being
this close to him.
"So drink up! It's going to be the best night of your life!!!"
"I don't know if you can validly say ..."
"Night's still young, Tony ... way too young to say that." Scott
replied and gave me a wink. "Night's still young ... unless ..." he
added with a chuckle.
I took a big gulp of my drink getting rather anxious of what Scott
was talking about. I was so hot for Scott and I didn't know if he knew
how much I wanted to jump him, especially right now. And that hug ...
OYE VIE!!! To control my urges, some of the brothers came up to
congratulate me accepting my bid.
After a while, I was enjoying the view from the balcony, looking
towards the 2 gay bars on Bourbon Street, thinking what was going on
over there that night. I had images of Scott and I dancing up a storm
at Oz, or just chilling at the Bourbon Pub. I imagined him holding me,
hugging me like he did earlier, as we would dance to some of the
greatest music in New Orleans. Would he ever go for a guy like me?
Silently, Scott comes out onto the balcony with another drink for me,
but I couldn't drink anymore. All of a sudden, we both let out a big
sigh and then a big pause of silence.
"Ever been to Oz?" Scott surprisingly asked.
"Yeah, with a cute gay guy I dated for a while ... but not as HOT
as you ... " I replied when I realized I was talking to Scott and told
him I was basically gay. "OOPS, I just made a big mistake of coming out
to you."
"As HOT as what? Who?" Scott replied as he gave me a look that I
interpreted as `I'm going to beat the shit out of you' look.
I pleaded, "Scott, I really didn't mean it. It's all a big
mistake! You've got to believe me, Scott!"
"What mistake? Don't be ashamed of who you are, Tony. I'm also
gay, and I was hoping you were and that you and I could get to know each
other a little more." Scott replied with a mischievous smile.
"Huh?" I wondered he actually said he was gay.
"Tony, I am GAY, just like you." He said as he slowly started his
way towards me.
"Are you serious?" I told him as my heart started to beat faster
and feeling a little flush.
"Yes, I am gay. A few guys rarely get my interests, and you
definitely have mine." Scott said with a smile of his that made me want
to melt right then and there.
"I doubted that you were gay and would have no interest in me. As
I was trying to say, you are one HELL of a guy ... hell ... you're one
helluva catch!" I said shyly.
"Do you still wanna hang around here?"
"Not really. Wanna go to Oz?" I asked.
"I've got a better idea ... how about my place?"
"Well ... " I said with a hint of excitement.
He ended up cornering me at the one corner of the balcony, staring
at each other. Slowly, our heads moved closer together till our lips
locked and we enjoyed our first passionate kiss. My lips slightly
parted to allow his tongue into my mouth. Man, this was AWESOME!!! I
think a few brothers came out and then went back in after they saw Scott
and I getting into each other, kissing.
We stopped when a few cute gay guys going to Oz saw us and yelled,
"Hey y'all sexy things! Why don't you join us at Oz! We want to join
in the fun!!!"
Scott and I laughed when we realized we were making a scene on the
balcony among the hordes of str8s and gays that were on the street
watching us, but we didn't care.
"Tony, do you wanna stay?"
"No. Let's go." I told him.
We walked back into the bar, with him holding me around my waist
and his head on my shoulders. Everyone in there noticed us staggering
inside before we left to go to the house. I didn't care if they knew I
was gay, I finally met a guy that I hoped loved me as I loved him. But
then, I didn't know if they knew about Scott being gay. I noticed a few
jealous looks, but no one was gasping out loud at the sight of 2 hot
young guys in love. The president of the chapter came up to us and
said, "Congratulations, Tony. We'll see ya at your first pledge
meeting, tomorrow. And ... take good care of Scott. He's hopefully
found the right person, and he deserves it."
I could only smile at his surprised salutations. I was shocked
that this fraternity had accepted gay brothers in the chapter. I don't
know if they knew about Scott, but they now know I was to be one of
their gay pledges dating a gay brother.
The ride to the PIKE house seemed rather tedious from the Quarter.
But, we got there in enough time before I would have blown him as we
drove back to the house. When we got there, he opened the door to the
house, and immediately, we began to make out with each other, again.
This time we began to get really into it. I had to look up at his
beautiful face each time we kissed. With his height advantage, he would
shove his tongue down my throat, as I would lovingly suck it. As we
kissed, we slowly made our way to the stairway, and once there, we raced
to his room and closed the door because there were a few brothers still
around the house, probably sleeping.
Once in the room, we resumed the heavy kissing and petting that I
could not get enough of. Piece by piece, the clothes came off, and I
got a view of the body I've been dying to touch and feel and suck.
First to appear was a perfectly chiseled chest and 6-pack downed by a
light blonde covering of hair. I love a guy with a set of pecs and
chest hair. I had to touch them, feeling the hardness of his body
covered with soft hairs. He took off my shirt, and mimicked the
attention I was giving his chest on mine. He pulled me up to him and we
fell on the bed, resuming the heavy kissing.
I tend to take control whenever I'm having sex with a guy. It's
not that I'm dominant in the relationship, it's just that I know what I
like and hope he likes it as well. Even the first time I had sex, I
told the quarterback of my high school team what to do and what I liked
... well that continued for 2 years till he went to Florida for football
and I here.
My first night with Scott, he took total control of what he wanted
to do with me and wanted me to do to him. I could only oblige his
wishes because it excited me even more. Through our slacks, we could
tell there was going to be a battle of who tops who, but tonight, I
wanted him to be my first to take my anal cherry, and to be the best
ever.
Scott sat on the bottom bunk of the bed in his room as I stood up
close to him and he started to lick my chest all the way down to my
hairy navel. He'd lick it nice and wet and then would blow on those
areas, sending a tingling sensation in my body. As he licked, he
grabbed my ass real hard through my pants. Slowly, his hands moved down
to my calves, back to my ass, then to my crotch. Continuing his licking
over my navel, he started taking my pants off. They fell to my knees
exposing my nicely worn out jockstrap I love to wear. I noticed his
eyes light up when he saw me in a jock, like a little kid getting what
he wanted for Christmas. I helped him out by stepping out of the pants
and standing nice and tall in my jock.
He decided to get off the bed and began to take his pants off as
well, but I noticed something rather big when he stood up ... a rather
IMPRESSIVE impression that looked to be more than a cucumber in his
pants. NO JOKE!!! I saw him earlier with a huge bulge that was a
sight, and it wasn't even hard. Now ... It looked a little longer ...
but that sucker was fucking THICK!!! Slowly, he slid his pants off to
fully reveal my very first encounter of a mouth-watering beer-can thick
cock!!! OYE VIE!!! I was in total awe that he laughed at the
expression on my face.
"Oh my FUCKING GOD!!!" Was all I was able to say.
"Intimidating? I know!" He replied.
"Tell me that this is my initiation into the chapter!"
Laughing, Scott replied, "NO! Maybe an initiation to be my
boyfriend, but there's no real initiation. Just take what you can!"
"I'll take it all, damn it!" I saw with determination.
"Go for it, stud!" he exclaimed, and so I did, well tried.
I sat down on the bed to get better access to his dick. Though it
was not red, it was nicely tanned, veined, and very juicy-looking. What
else can I say about a beer-can-sized dick?
I first attempted to suck his dick, but it was just way TOO THICK
for me that I could barely get his mushroom-seized head into my mouth.
His head had a nice taste to it - a little juicy and salty, but I LOVE
salt on my meat!
"Just take it all that you can, slowly." Scott said with
encouragement.
I did not want to disappoint especially the guy I've been seriously
interested in for quite some time. Furthermore, I LOVE DICK, and I LOVE
SUCKING DICK, and that's why I'm basically gay. I was not going to give
up on Scott's dick, and maybe if I was going to choke to death with a
dick in my mouth, it as well ought to be his. I was truly going to die
happy trying!
Finally, I was able to stretch my mouth wide enough to get his big
head in all the way. But for now, there was no way I was going to deep
throat him. I finally decided to wrap my tongue around his shaft and
lick up and down it. He was thoroughly enjoying it, yet he seemed I was
one of the few to attack his fat cock.
I decide I wanted him to lie down while I tried to get down on
him. I straddled his legs as I started to suck on his head again. I
was doing a little tongue magic while I started rubbing his chest and
pinching his hairy nipples. After a while, I stopped sucking his head
and moved my way up his chest and then paid attention to sucking and
biting his nips. He started moaning and arching his back as I sucked
hard. He started to run his hands through my hair and rubbed my head.
As I continued my assault on his nips, his hands slowly moved down to my
shoulders where he gripped them hard as I bit his nipples hard for his
enjoyment. I kept switching from left to right while he actually gave
me a good neck massage.
After a good hard suck and bites on both of his nipples, I then
returned my attentions to his dick. This time I truly went for it all.
I had better access on his dick in a 69-position, so my dick was within
inches of his face. As I made my way down his cock, he would take
swipes with his tongues along my cock. Then, he would lightly blow on
my cock, and I would just go nuts and continued my assault on his cock.
With me on top of him, I was able to manage his cock, while he had
a good shot of my dick, balls, and ass. Teasing me to the point of a
nice puddle of precum along his pecs and neck, he decided to suck my
dick. Since mine is a lot smaller in thickness to his, he was able to
take me all the way down to the pubes in one tremendous suck. I
reverberated a moan that he could feel along his shaft. As I was
moaning, he was arching his back, and I could feel him tense up. I knew
he was about to cum, so I clamped down on his head and moaned again.
After one tremendous moan, he shot his nice sweet nectar from those kiwi
sized balls. I managed to get most of his cum, while some did dribble
on down my mouth. His gyrations were getting me turned on while he had
my dick in his mouth, and a finger up my ass. As I licked up the small
dribble I left on his pubes, I noticed he had 2 fingers slowly working
my ass. First, one would go straight in. Next, I could feel those 2
fingers trying to stretch my hole. Knowing I wanted to get fucked by
him tonight, I didn't know if he would have to fist me or what.
Scott finally started to pull his fingers out of my ass, and I was
feeling like something in me was missing. He had me turn around where
we were face to face, chest to chest, dick to dick. We started kissing
again, exchanging remnants of each other's loads in our mouths.
As we continued to kiss, I changed m position to where I was
straddling him with his limp dick rubbing along the crack of my ass. I
started getting into the kissing as I gyrated my ass over his cock. I
was immediately hard, while I felt him slowly increase in size. He
never had an immediate erection, but you could always feel it grow, and
it's especially nice when ... OOPS ... y'all will just have to wait and
find out.
"I love you, Tony." Scott said as he continued to kiss me slowly
and passionately.
"I've been wanting you since I could remember ... " I replied, and
now holding onto his cock, " ... and I ain't stopping now!"
"Are you sure? I'm very thick, Tony." Scott said with concern.
"You've got me all worked up, and I'm ready. Just hope you've got
some lube."
Opening up the drawer at the bedsire table next to him, he produced
a nice big bottle of lube, and a stash of condoms to make the night
truly young as he promised!
I picked up the bottle of lube and a condom, and changed my
position where I was straddling his stomach, facing his cock. I got the
lube and spit out a big glob on his dick, and a big glob on my hand. I
noticed that it was the heat sensitive ones, so he was feeling the
tingling on his dick as I was on my hands. He was enjoying such
sensations that I immediately unrolled a condom over his cock and poured
more lube over his condom-covered cock. He then took the lube from me,
and placed some on his fingers, which he used to smear against my hole.
He then stuck 3 of his fingers up my ass right up to his knuckles
probing in and around my ass. Oh I was feeling the burning sensation,
which felt unbelievably good - my ass truly felt on fire!!!
I turned around, took his dick in my hand, lined it up to my hole,
and said, "I'm ready, Scott. FUCK ME NOW!!!" At that, I lowered myself
on top of his dick, and with a little pressure he entered my ass. All
of a sudden, my hole gave in and all I could feel was the heat burning
in and around my ass. I couldn't tell whether it was the pain or the
lube, but I knew I had to go slow and not give up. Scott could see the
teats build up in my eyes and wanted to pull out of my ass, but I was
not going to let it happen. All of a sudden, I let out a slow purring
sound and pushed down till his pubes were tickling my balls. Now I was
the one noticing the tears of probable joy build up in his eyes.
"Tony! I don't want you to EVER leave me!" he grunted. "You're
the only one to have taken me all the way, and ... URGH!!! Yeah ...
ride my cock my little bro! Show me how much you love your big brother
and I'll show you how much he loves you!"
I then thought, `Oh my God, Scott's going to be my big brother!'
Then I told him, "Yes sir! I love you, big brother, and I will do
ANYTHING to show you how much I love you!" I tried to mumble as he was
in me, while trying to kiss him.
We slowly stopped our kissing and slowly sat up straight on his
dick. Slowly, I'd go up , and then push back down REAL hard. I humped
him while gradually building up to a full hard ride up and down his
cock. The heat from the lube was intensifying for both him and I till
the point I could feel he was about to cum.
All of a sudden, he stopped and said, "Tony, I've got to cum in
your ass." I removed myself off of him, and watched as he peeled the
condom off his dick. I knew it wasn't safe, but I love and trusted
him. (Yeah, I know it's not healthy, but both him and I are still
negative to this day.) He then got the lube and applied more of it over
his cock and then commanded me on my back. I was now going to be fucked
by Scott, and this was going to be the best fuck I have ever had!
He had me resting my legs on his shoulders while I tried to open my
ass wide enough for him. I next felt his cock head trying to re-enter
into my ass while he grabbed a hold of my cock and jerked me off. I
then felt his cock slowly entering in me, and this time I was in
absolute euphoria! "OH MY GOD!!!" I grumbled. "Fuck me hard, Scott!
Fuck my tight pledge ass HARD!!!! NOW!!!!"
And he fucked me long and hard till someone could practically hear
me throughout the fraternity house. (We later found out a few brothers
that didn't go out heard us, and found each other, but that's another
story in itself.) He started picking up the pace as he hooded his body
over me. I could feel the veins of his cock intensifying the heat at
certain spots of my hole. Tilting my head back as I enjoyed the feeling
oh him in my ass, he started to also attack the nape of my neck. He
then proceeded to suck hard know I was going to be getting a HUGE hickey
for all to see.
Now, Scott was fucking me like a bucking bronco while sucking me
like a voracious vampire. I decided to match his strokes by grabbing
his ass and driving him hard into me. After one tremendous shove, I
felt him grow wider as he tensed up. All of a sudden, I could feel the
tremendous spurts of cum shoot down my bowels. I grabbed his ass hard
to feel it shoot all the way in. Actually, I grabbed it too hard that
he got a few nice scratch marks on his ass that were still there for a
week. As he tried to squeeze out the last few spurts in my ass, he
pulled me close to him, and I started getting into his chest hair
tickling my cock. Out of nowhere, I erupted in an explosive load that
hit both of us in the face and a sticky mess all over our chests. That
had to be one of the best loads I've shot in my life because it kept on
spewing all over the bed.
When I finally felt drained, he fell on top of me with his beer-can
cock still lodged up my chute. We were both sweaty and sticky from the
most incredible fuck I've ever had in my life!!!
I later woke up to the early morning sounds of the fraternity house
and Scott's warm mouth on my hard dick with his dick still up my ass. I
noticed a slight twitch in my ass that acknowledge he was still in
there. He saw me waking up and told me, "Good morning, Tony, my love."
and he smiled at me.
I sighed that the man of my dreams loved me, but then, I libido
caught up to me. "Ummm ... DAMN ... That feels soooo good to wake up
to!!!" I murmured.
"Well ... I think I'm going to have to teach ya how a brother helps
another brother."
"And how is that?" I asked.
"Lesson 1 - How to give a really good fuck to an active!" he said
with a mischievous smile.
"Well ... I guess this must be my first day of pledgeship!!!"
Well ... I hope y'all enjoyed it!!!!!!! A new chapter of fraternity
stories is on it's way ... so stay tuned, and as always ... COMMENTS TRULY
WELCOMED at ccarand@basil.stthom.edu
Later!!!!!
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To Love Life ...
Is to Live the Experience ...
To Love a Man ...
That's an EXPERIENCE ...
-CTC
Colin (aka TATTOO) ccarand@basil.stthom.edu
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