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I wasn’t sure of how far initiations went in Greek life. I was just a college freshman looking for some friends. I didn’t know that I had to fuck someone to do that.
“Consider this to be a favor. By the end of today, you’ll officially be a member of Alpha Kappa Pi” the President of the fraternity, Matt, sent this text message to my phone the night of The Cherry Ceremony. I endured several tests to prove that I was AKP material which were all tame compared to this.
Matt drove me and two other guys to his apartment near campus and had us sit down on his living room couch. He stood in front of us wearing a black baggy sweatshirt and army themed pants with his hands on his hips. He examined each of us with judgmental hazel eyes.
The guys beside me were a pair of scrawny twins with only skin on their bones and chicken grease in their hair. They looked like the type to obsess over Dungeons my cock was still struggling to get hard, so I moved on to something else.
All of the random hook ups I had were vague memories; I could barely recall anyone’s face much less how good they made me feel. It all compiled into one big mush. So, that didn’t work either. I needed something more.
“Your loss”
Matt’s words returned to me as I remembered him saying that before drinking his water. His throat was so exposed as he chugged down the liquid, like he was teasing me. I pictured his neck would move the same way if he were swallowing my cum.
“So, are you ready?” he told me while his arms worked to remove his sweatshirt. The flashback Kartal Escort was so fresh in my mind that I could accurately envision his toned physique. I thought I was jealous about his body, but the longer I thought about it, it wasn’t really jealousy. It was frustration from not being able to feel his physique against my own.
I moaned softly at the image replaying in my mind. The sorority girl beneath me was pleased, she moaned along as well, witnessing my cock pulse in her hand.
“May I suck it?”
“Huh?”
She repeated herself, adding, “Only if you want it. I’d be happy to take you in another way…Somewhere more tight and warm. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? God, I know I do. Your cock deserves to get more love and attention, and my pussy has been soaking wet just for-“
Before she finished her sentence, I stepped back from her grasp, hastily pulling up my jeans.
She looked confused and hurt.
“Did I do something wrong?” she asked.
“No!” I said, “I just…I don’t…”
I noticed her body language growing tense as I fumbled with my words. She took the blanket that was underneath her and covered herself with it. The life from her body drained when she sighed.
“You’re not ready”
“I am ready!” I corrected, buttoning my jeans, “It’s just, you’re a great girl, and I can’t do this with someone I’m not into”
“But Matt had you fill out a survey-“
“I lied! I just wanted…to not feel…f-forget it!” I shook my head, “I’m sorry you had to come here”
The sexual Tuzla Escort deviant that was in the room just moments ago had disappeared and it seemed like the goth’s real self was coming through. Her voice was deeper and spoke more naturally.
“So, what now?” she said.
I frowned, still feeling my cock twitching in my jeans. I didn’t want to lose my arousal, but I couldn’t use somebody for my selfish desires. If I wanted to lose my virginity, it had to be meaningful.
“I’ll let Matt know that I’m not doing this. He’ll drive you home, I’m sure”
“No, that’s okay. I’ll wait,” the goth replied, “I drove here with the other two girls, so I’m going to stick around till they’re done” The sorority member reached towards the desk next to the bed to pick up her black remote control.
“You can return this too, I won’t be needing it,” she said.
Looking at her somber face, I felt so guilty that I apologized again.
“I really am sorry. You’re a beautiful girl and deserve the best. You shouldn’t get fucked by some confused fag…”
“…What?”
I was so wrapped up in my own words, I didn’t realize that I outed myself to her in the worst way. Her face no longer read as sad or confused, but more in genuine surprise.
I scratched my head and tried to recover from my slip up.
“Well…I mean…I-OWW!”
The goth pressed a red button on the remote that delivered a shock to my neck.
“You were going to convert yourself because you don’t like being gay? Are you mad? Gay people are amazing!” Anadolu Yakası Escort she yelled. She got out of the bed and stood in front of me with no panties, bra, nor shame. I was taller than her by quite a number of inches, yet her attitude was far more commanding than my own.
“People from the LGBT community have fought for years to be open with their sexuality and you’re just going to go back on that and use someone to fit in? Have some respect for yourself!” she took a breath and continued, “I’m part of the community too and proud of it. You sir, need to be proud too. I get how you feel, I really do, but the last thing you should do is try to please some assholes who give too much of a fuck about your sex life!”
There was much I wanted to say in response to the sorority girl, but I was too stunned in a mix of fear and admiration.
“OWWW!!!” I jumped in place as another shock was sent to my neck.
“Do you understand? Don’t sacrifice your happiness for others! It doesn’t matter if they call you weird, stupid, or whatever. At the end of the day, it’s your life and you chose how to live it. Use these years in college to your advantage and leave that shit in the past. We’re all adults here, and anyone who has something to say about who you like should get a fist to their face!”
The goth lifted her free hand and acted like she was going to punch me.
I flinched seeing her fist jetting forward, but it never connected to my body.
“Sorry…,” she said, putting her fist down, “got too into it there, but do you get what I’m saying?”
“Uh-huh”
The goth smirked.
“Name’s Lilly. If I didn’t scare the crap out of you yet, you can talk to me whenever you want. I’m a part of the LGBT club. Every Wednesday night, so I hope to see you there. I think you’d make a lot of friends.”
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