Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2001 14:06:20 -0500
From: rfsc48 <rfsc48@hotmail.com>
Subject: hell-week---our beginning

Robby and I had been good friends since we were kids.  We graduated
together from the same high school and were accepted by the same college.
As freshmen, we even pledged the same fraternity.  We were inseparable good
buddies, where you saw one, you saw the other.  Our closeness started
tongues wagging and sly remarks were made across campus. We just shrugged
off the criticism and didn't care about the gossip.  We weren't queer, nor
had we ever done anything sexual together.  Unless you count the time we
both fucked the same girl in high school after a football game; but we were
all drunk at the party and had no clear memory of what really happened.
Our inexperience changed during hell week.  It was about midway through the
week; all of us pledges were exhausted from doing those pointless physical
stupid things all day.  One night after being forced to participate in
drinking games by the frat bothers, we flopped down drunk on sleeping bags
in the basement of the house.  Before we passed out, we complained to each
other about the treatment we were being subjected to.  We both agreed that
brother Scott, the pledge master, was a complete and utter asshole, that
Brother Matt would one day get his for making us pledges walk down to the
Student Union and back wearing nothing but diapers and baby bonnets, and
that Brother Dave was hung like a horse. We had heard rumors of his size
but didn't believe them until we saw him strutting back to his room after
his shower; towel flung over his shoulder.  We were so engrossed in our
description of his endowments that we got pretty aroused and before we
realized it, were sharing the same sleeping bag with our hands wrapped
around each other's cocks, jacking each other with total abandon.  The
enormous amount of beer that we drank certainly caused us to lose our
inhibitions.  But then we stopped what we were doing at the very same
instant and stared at each other in the dark.  We questioned why we were
doing this and counted all the various ways that we could get into trouble
if someone discovered us together.  In unison, we said fuck it and
continued.  Months of restraint gave way to the hottest sex either of us
had experienced up to that point in our young lives.  We kissed each other
full on the lips.  We licked balls and assholes.  We rubbed each others
cock and we fucked and sucked each other off until the morning sun broke
through the basement windows.  When we finally came up for air, we realized
we didn't give a shit what the rest of the house or the other pledges
thought about us and finally fell back to sleep in each other's arms We
slept soundly for most of the day.  Ten years later, we're still sleeping
together.