The year was 2016 - the good times, before plaque, war and Joe Rogan threatened the very existence of mankind. I, Scott (18M) was in my first year at The Ohio State University. Having grown up in a small town, surrounded by small minds, OSU represented a chance to experiment and explore.
In High School I had to suppress my feelings and urges. My interest in guys had started around middle school, and grown every year. But small town Ohio was no place to express such feelings out loud. So instead I immersed myself in my school work, and football. At 6'4", and with good genetics, i had grown into a very good wide receiver, and a pretty good safety. That, plus a 3.9 GPA, lead to several scholarships being offered up. I decided to matriculate at The Ohio State, and see if i could turn my skills into a profession. (Spoiler - i could not...oh well).
August of freshman year was filled with practice, video sessions, showering with a team full of young, cut, sexy naked boys, and mad wank sessions afterwards. I was tired, sore, horny beyond belief. I needed to find a better outlet for my frustrations.
As classes started, i had less time for frustration. An engineering major, my classes and studying took up every free moment not spent at the practice facility. As we headed into October I had managed just a couple of drunken one nighters, with girls in my dorm. While i don't mind sex with girls, it was a bit like spending a full day in a butchers shop, looking at prime rib and sirloin, then grabbing McDs.
October started rush season. The fraternities were on the hunt for new recruits, and I wanted in on the action. My dad had been an Alpha Gamma Rho man, as had my Uncle.. They both talked about the crazy parties, and more importantly the life long bro network that helped them throughout their careers.
I went to several frat rush parties - both to compare, and as insurance should the AGR guys not give me an invite. But as a football player / legacy candidate, i had little to worry about. AGR invited me to pledge.
Pledging took the non existent free time i had left over, and then some. I was lucky to get 5 hours sleep a night. Studying, memorizing the playbook, practicing, memorizing the Frat history and code, going to class and doing frat chores was nearly impossible. I was exhausted, but felt like i was fitting in. Only one thing was missing....
Hell week at AGR coincided with fall reading week. No classes, but i had extra football, and frat events every night. I was assigned a big brother - Luke. Luke was a stud - 6'2", and on the school swim team. Very short blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a smile that could light up a room. A great guy, but he took his job as big brother seriously - and was going to make me work for his approval. On Wednesday of hell week he explained that Thursday trough Saturday would be a challenge. He said he could go one of 3 ways - he could give me chores that would be physically killer, he could put me in humiliating situations forcing me to prove myself via embarrassment, or i could spend the 3 days as his sexual slave.
"What?...you want me to have sex with you?" i was floored
