It was 1978. I was about to graduate from High School and was touring local Universities, trying to decide where to go in the fall. My friend Mitch and I decided to take a road trip to Washington State University, where we both had been accepted, a drive of about 6 hours from Seattle. WSU is in Pullman, WA and is really out in the middle of nowhere. I was apprehensive, being used to always being near the water for boating, fishing etc. There isn't any water near Pullman, but we decided to try and locate some Frat houses and make it a party weekend. The drive over was uneventful, we spent the time smoking pot and listening to music on my 8-track stereo.
At the time smoking weed took precedent over girls in my life. I was reasonably good looking, 5' 11", brown hair, fit but not athletic, but most of the girls I knew in High School were stuck-up rich kids and didn't want anything to do with me. I had dated a couple of girls and gotten to second base, but that was the extent of my sex life. Mitch and I hoped we'd "score" with some college girls at WSU.
We arrived on campus early Friday evening and quickly located fraternity row. A couple of houses appeared to be hosting parties, so we found parking and walked up to one of the houses. Even at the relatively early hour of 8:00pm the house was rocking. Plenty of beer and gorgeous chicks. I gave Mitch a spare car key and we split up, agreeing to meet back at the car "whenever". The last I saw of Mitch was an hour or so later when I spotted him making out on a couch with a cute little blonde co-ed.
I wandered around the party, smoked some weed, drank some beer and was getting pretty buzzed. After seeing Mitch with the girl I decided to take a walk and see what else was going on. I wandered up the street until I found a relatively quiet house with the door open. It was clearly a fraternity based on the Greek letters above the door. I walked up to the door and peered inside. There was a keg, of course, and a few guys sitting around the living room. One guy spotted me and jumped up to greet me. "Hi! I'm Jim, welcome!" I introduced myself as "Kevin" and told Jim that I was checking out the campus and was thinking of pledging a fraternity in the fall. Jim introduced a few guys and then offered to show me around the house. As we walked, Jim put his arm around my shoulder, guiding me through the rooms. Nothing really to see, just more guys hanging out. I was about to make some excuse to leave when he offered me a joint. Being the stoner that I was, I eagerly lit up. Wow, good shit!
My head was swimming and I was looking for a place to sit for a while when Jim said I should see the basement. Jim steered me toward an old wooden staircase in the back of the kitchen and down we went. I was quite high by this point and could barely navigate the steps. Reaching the bottom I turned and saw a large plywood box in the middle of the room. It was about 5 feet long by 5 Feet wide and about 5 feet high. Surrounding the box were couches and plush chairs and quite a few guys. Some were smoking, some were drinking and some were making out. At first I thought they were making out with girls, but after a minute or so I thought "Whoa! those are guys."
Jim put his arm around me again and asked,
"Ever sucked cock Kevin?"
I stammered, "Um, no I never even thought about it." Which was true.
This was the 1970's. The extent of my exposure to porn was an occasional Penthouse magazine. It had never even entered my mind.
Jim said, "You know, all our pledges go through an initiation of sorts. You could do it tonight and then if you decide you want to join us in the fall you would be ahead of the game."
"What kind of initiation?" I asked.
"Well, we put you in the box and you suck cock. That's it, really. Oh, and we also blow smoke into the box, so you'll get REALLY high!"
I didn't know what to say. I WAS really horny, and the idea was kinda growing on me. I looked over at one of the couches and saw one guy sucking on another guy's balls and jerking him off. Across the room a guy was standing up against a wall while a guy on his knees was slowly blowing him. The guy on his knees stopped and looked over at me and with a huge grin winked at me and went back to sucking.
Jim said, "What do you think Kevin? Want to give it a try?"
"I don't know man, I wouldn't even know what to do!"
"Tell you what, watch Billy and Aaron for a few minutes and you'll know what to do. Pretty much all you have to do is what you think would feel good to you. Just try to keep your teeth away."
I looked back at the boy on his knees and watched him. He licked Billy's shaft up and down and would put it in his mouth. He used his tongue a lot, and I noticed he was salivating all over it. I was starting to get really turned on and my dick was getting hard. I tried adjusting my hard-on through my jeans. Jim noticed and smiled at me.