A REAL MAN
By Jeffrey Taggert
(Cummin’Up.Vol2.No1.1990)
I was nervous as shit as I sat in the fraternity house office and talked to a sleek haired college guy named Brandon. Brandon looked terribly upper crust as he deigned to interview me regarding my entrance — or lack of it —into the august organization that my father had insisted I get into. I did a lot of things to please my father, like going to this dumb college in the first place, and trying out for the fraternity he'd belonged to in the second place.
"Ah, those were the days, Jeff," dad had crooned. "I remember how my frat buddies and I used to go on beer drinking forays that lasted for days, how we went on panty raids (and even stole some panties while the girls were still wearing them). And we had weekends you wouldn't believe, son — with naked pussies in every room of the house and every girl willing to suck cock or fuck till she was black and blue. Ah, those were the days, my boy — and I want you to have them now." He gave me a sly wink and added. "If anybody can make a real man out of you, your frat brothers can."
I couldn't very well tell the old boy that I didn't want all those wonderful things he'd mentioned — mainly because I was gay. I'd rather a guy suck my cock than a girl. I'd rather feel another guy's stiff dick in my hands, in my mouth, and up my ass than play with all the pussies in the world.
But dad was an eminent banker and I couldn't shock him by coming out of the closet so suddenly. No, I'd come out of the closet at the end of four years at his old college. Meanwhile, I'd do my damnedest to get into his fucking fraternity and stay there. Afterwards, I'd travel on my own and do what I wanted to. Fortunately, he didn't insist that I follow in his footsteps and become a banker.
Brandon got up from behind his desk and walked around my chair, inspecting me as though I were a piece of meat that annoyed his delicate nostrils. He surprised me by suddenly bending over with his face only inches from mine and gripping the chair handles.
"Do you like to fuck girls, Jeffrey?" he demanded. "Do you like to feel their soft lips on your cock?" His words startled me.
"No," I said, adding hastily, "I mean yes, of course I do!"
"During your initiation would you be willing to fuck a girl in the ass?" he went on.
Better that than her pussy, I thought — but didn't say. "Sure I would," I said — anything for dad, for the college and for that good old fraternity.
"You'll find," Brandon told me with a sly smile, "that the organization has changed quite a bit since your father was here. We like to think it's for the better."
"I have to get in," I told him. "I'll do anything, anything at all, if I can become a frat brother."
"We'll see," he told me. "Be back here at eleven o'clock tonight and we'll see if you're worthy to be one of us."
So I returned to the frat house that night, got there promptly at eleven, and was ushered into the mirror-walled basement by Brandon, who was wearing a monk's robe with the hood thrown back. In the cellar a half dozen people, all dressed in similar garments were waiting for us, their hoods covering their faces so I couldn't see if they were male and female. I assumed they were all male, but then Brandon had asked me that question about fucking a girl in the ass, so I couldn't be sure.
"Your first test," Brandon announced, throwing his hood into place to conceal his features, "is to get down on your knees in the center of the room here and suck off every male in the place — starting with me."
With that, he placed his hands firmly on my shoulders and forced me to the carpeting in front of him, after which he lifted his robe to conceal his nakedness beneath. He had a long thick cock and a nice robust set of balls. I was surprised by the request, but my watering mouth told me I wouldn't mind some aspects of this test of initiation. The old fraternity had indeed changed considerably since dad was here.
I attacked Brandon's cock with vigor, sliding my tongue up and down the length of it, kissing his balls, sucking the head between my lips with a serious suction. I hadn't had all that much practice, what with having to sneak my sucks without my dad knowing, but it looked like I was going to get in quite a bit now — and I loved the idea.
If this is what I had to do to join the fraternity, I was going to enjoy it immensely. Brandon's cock was only half hard when he lifted his monk's robe completely and threw it over his head and let it drift to the floor.
As though this was a signal, the others did likewise. My mouth was still busy on the leader's cock, but I gasped at the sight of all those male bodies enclosed in harnesses of soft leather across their chests. Some of them wore leather boots and leather gloves. Some had short leather riding crops which they smacked against their thighs and palms. They had different slight variations in clothing, but they all had one thing in common: those hard pieces of male flesh jutting enticingly out in front of them.
And to think I'd get to suck every one of them! Wow! It was my wet dream come true.
I wasn't at all sure it was a dream when one of the group — an impatient muscular blonde fellow — detached himself from the watching crowd, came up in back of me, and knelt so he could rub his semi-stiff cock up the crack of my ass.
"Ever been fucked in both ends?" Brandon asked me.
I gasped, "No!"
"A virgin ass," he smiled. "Better use lots of lube on this tight tunnel, Buck. We don't want to hurt our new member."
That was comforting to know. It was also highly exciting. Actually, I'd tried to fuck one friend in the ass and he'd tried to fuck me, but we were so nervous we just shot our wads before we ever even got our cocks in. The idea of this big cock in my mouth and one in my asshole at the same time was overwhelming.
I began sucking Brandon's cock with determination, fully aware of Buck's fingers parting my ass cheeks to rub a sticky lubricating substance on my asshole. I heard his hand slurping some of the lube on his big cock, too. An instant later, he spread my cheeks with both hands and pressed that fat knob of his hard cock right against my puckered opening, getting ready to plunge it deep inside my body. I started to tense, but the smack of his leather crop against my cheeks made me yelp and relax again. Instantly, his cock plunged into me with one mighty drive, going hard and deep all the way.
When my dad taught me to swim, he just threw me into the pool — and I swam. So I guess doing it this way was the best way. When I got my breath back and the shock and the quick sensation of hurt disappeared, I found it very pleasant to have Buck's thick, hard cock in my ass. Having Brandon's stiff flesh in my mouth as well made it just about perfect.
Then the two fraternity brothers started fucking me from both ends while the others shouted encouragement and pulled their own cocks. The sight of our hot three-way so turned them on they started doing it amongst themselves. One of them even slid into place under my body so he could suck my balls and lick my stiff cock.
I've already mentioned that the walls were lined with mirrors and the reason was now obvious: so everyone had a perfect view of anyplace in the room. This was a gay orgy in progress, with not a girl in sight, and I breathed a sigh of relief at that. I was too busy sucking one cock and getting fucked up the ass by another one to take too much notice of what the others were doing, but I saw one guy get in back of Buck — who was fucking me — in order to fuck Buck. Then another guy got in back of that guy who was fucking Buck. How they all managed this was a mystery but a delightful one. I almost felt as though my asshole was being reamed out by three guys at the same time.
One really thing I'd inherited from my father was my cock. Dad has a pretty big one and so do I — so I didn't have any qualms about showing off what I had. Size apparently wasn't a requirement for fraternity membership, but it sure didn't hurt to be well hung.
Buck's cock in my tight fuck tunnel didn't hurt either. It felt terrific, and I was glad that I'd finally lost my virginity. There were also a few smacks with the leather riding crops now and then, and that only added to the exotic flavor. Till that time I'd engaged in a one-on-one relationship, which was great, but this action was the very greatest, there was no doubt of that. Now I truly hoped they would make me a member, because I wanted to experience more of these incredibly sexy sensations as often as I could.
Brandon came in my mouth and held his cock there even when he went limp. Buck shot his wad deep inside my asshole but quickly pulled out so one of his — and now my — friends could apply his eager lips to my puckered opening and suck out Buck's juice, which was already beginning to dribble out. You can bet that the feel of his tongue on my sensitive opening helped to make my cock stay hard as hell.
Brandon pulled his soggy cock from my still working mouth and then announced, "Okay, guys, it's time for our initiate to fuck a girl in the ass. Any volunteers?"
Immediately, every one of the guys bent over and wiggled his ass hopefully in my direction. Brandon laughed and said, "Take your pick, Jeffrey."
Was it my imagination or was there a trace of hope and longing in his face? "I'll pick you," I told him. "Brown-noser!" the others chorused in good humor.
This didn't stop Brandon from getting down on his knees, spreading his legs, putting his arms and head on the floor, then reaching behind him with both hands to spread his ass cheeks apart for me. His puckered asshole was very hot and enticing, and then somebody suggested I get started by licking it. I got right down there and stuck my tongue into that tight, tiny opening and then licked all around his ass ring, stabbing and lapping in a way that had Brandon trembling with uncontrolled excitement.
My cock was still super hard and extremely ready to go, so I didn't hesitate when somebody handed me the jar of greasy lubricant. I smeared some over Brandon's expectant, twitching asshole and then rubbed all over my cock with it, a maneuver that got it even harder and readier. My sex target wriggled his ass impatiently, so on impulse I slapped his ass with my palm, which drew a surprised gasp from the ass's owner and giggles from the fraternity members. I eased up behind him as Buck had done to me, pushed the tip of my swollen cock against his opening, and teased it barely in.
"Do it!" Buck urged.
I did it. I just shoved the full length of my cock into the guy's tight fuck tunnel, really going in all the way. Then I began those in and out thrusts that took my cockhead to his extreme depths and made my balls slap rhythmically against his naked thighs. I was pretty excited by that time, and I knew that no one would mind if I blasted my load off hard and fast. I held onto his hips in front of me and kept plowing away until I felt myself coming. I gasped, held my cock all the way inside Brandon's wiggling body, and let loose with it all in spasm after spasm that left me so drained when finished that I just fell back onto the floor, gasping with relief.
"I think," I heard Brandon's voice giving out with another announcement, "that our friend Jeffrey has proven himself man enough to be a member or our fraternity. So to signify and make official this great honor — I say that we all gather together to immerse our initiate in the golden showers of our Fountain of Friendship."
I wasn't really sure what Brandon was saying until I felt the first warm spray hit my face. I looked up to see all my new fraternity members standing over me, their cocks in their hands, shooting streams of fresh-from-the-spigot urine from their piss holes, moving their hoses around to bathe my naked body in the warm friendship of their collective piss.
I lay back and felt exhilaration flow through my glistening wet body. I would leave out a few of those details, of course, but dad would be so proud to know that I was now a member of his fraternity — and that these guys were going to make a real man out of me, the kind of man I really wanted to be!
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