Chapter 8: Crazy F*cker


After track practice I went home early. If there was no one in the study I wanted to get my hands on that purple book. There were also a few others I had noticed before that looked as if they too might be helpful. I found the door to the Fireplace Room locked.

"Tommy's got the key," I mumbled to myself. So much for that. It was probably shut up during the day and only open at night for the trials. During that time there would be no way to look around. Tommy was almost always near the book.

As I was considering trying the library I heard a laugh in the back hall near the kitchen. I thought I had been alone in the house, but apparently not. It sounded like a couple was getting frisky.

I hid in the threshold of the locked room and peered around the corner. It was Eric. He was naked and being lifted onto the counter. Eric. He wasn't with that weird guy Liam...was he?!"

"Mmn," my blonde friend smiled as he was fed a strawberry, "I should cut class more often."
"The house gets empty between three and four." It was Liam alright. He too wore nothing and gave his Pledge a soft kiss. That is, after licking the strawberry juice from Eric's lips first, "We can do it right here if we want. Even though that's against the rules."
"I didn't think that anything here was against the rules," Eric purred in his low voice. It was really weird to hear him talking like that.

"Against the rules until second semester," Ellerson whispered but I could still hear him. The two locked lips, then Eric leaned back and spread for him. I was insanely jealous. I could only think of Riley.
"If you're good I'll let you cum today."
"I'll be good," Eric breathed, "Real good. Promise."
I stared. So, Eric had been hiding his naughty side. From the looks of things,(especially as Ellerson began to pound my friend into the wall) they were actually a perfect match for each other.
"And he pretends to be miserable," I sighed and quietly left the scene.

†•†

I was able to find out a little bit about Vicktorika at the library. He was a devout Christian that, predictably, founded Everwood college in 1550. Italy had come over to America much in the same fashion that France and Spain had. Since the land was free and unclaimed (as well as unnamed), many of the explorers stayed after arriving.

Boring history lesson aside: Vita Sacro was the original name of the college. After getting online and woogling the name, I found it meant 'sacred life.'

"Christian school. Makes sense," I sighed as I sat before the library's public computer, "Hmm...Mark your pledges under the V," I typed in 'Italian Catholicism V'. Did everything have a letter V for Vicktorika? Was the guy worshipped or something? Was he a saint? Or did it stand for Vita?

Nothing matched what I was searching for.

There were no trials that night. Only hazing.
We were forced to be spanked with pingpong paddles.
In jockstraps. By our Uppers.

I could think of nothing worse.

Riley and I weren't on good terms as it was. Now he had free access to hit me until I'd probably bruise. Great. The book was the last thing on my mind as we were sent up to the front and stripped down. Tommy never said anything about rules or time limits. He too was participating, and the idea was merely to humiliate us. I put on the new jockstrap I was given and did my best to adjust.

Most of the other Pledges and Uppers were kissing and/or groping one another as we got started. Eli had looked at Eric, and then with a sort of vindictiveness went at it with Teagen. Eric did the same with Liam.
Riley and I stood out like a sore thumb.
"Just sit over me, I'll go easy on you," he grumbled.
"I don't want you to go easy. That's all you've ever done since I've gotten here!"
"You know I tried to be nice! You're nothing but a fickle rich brat!"
"Brat? ME? You're the one too good to give me the time of day, let alone even treat me like you're supposed t-,"

'WHACK!'

The blow reverberated throughout the room. Everyone else stopped what they were doing to look at us.
"You want to be treated like you're supposed to?" he leaned down and whispered bitterly so that only I could hear him, "See if you like this then."

'WHACK!'

Riley was hitting me with what I was sure was nearly all of his strength. It hurt like a son of a *****. I looked over at Tommy. Even he was surprised.
"Hurts doesn't it?" Riley hissed.
"Yeah," I cringed.
"Now do you regret asking me not to go easy?"

As I stared down at the carpet, reality hit me. I was draped over another guy's lap in nothing but a jockstrap; being hit with a paddle and laughed at by everyone in the house. Why was I going through all of this? There was no reason for me to.
I was a rich brat.


"...No. I don't regret it."
I couldn't see Riley's face but I knew he was surprised. As the others began to get paddled he stopped.
"Why not?"
"Because," I said as I laid in that ridiculous position, "You need to stop hiding whatever stupid thing it is from me. Whatever it is, it's not that big of a deal. It won't change anything."
My face began to grow hot.

'Oh my God. Don't tell me I'm actually getting turned on from this spanking bullsh*t. It hurts! What am I, crazy?!'

Riley hit me again, and he leaned down to speak to me.
"Once I get started, August...I don't like to stop," he breathed. The Senior was beginning to bulge, and his pressed against mine through his breakers.
"So you're like...Bishop then?" I cringed after receiving another blow. Down the way Mike Bishop had tossed the paddle and was resorting to using his bare hand on Brett.

"Not really. Bishop never enjoys himself."

"What are you...ngh! Getting at?...Ergh!"

Les paddled me again.

"I'm probably the craziest f*cker in this place. That is, when I want to be. Surely Tommy told you."

'WHACK!'

"Ah! He wouldn't f*ck me because of you."

"Really? No one’s had you yet?"
"No...,"

'WHACK!'

"I think you're starting to enjoy this a little bit," Riley said to me.
"Just do what you want to," I'm sure I sounded desperate by this point.
Riley tossed the paddle to the floor. He began to gently rub my ass.

I couldn't help it. I moaned. Loudly. The guys were laughing at us and cheering us on. I hoped that if Les was really as crazy as he said he was, he'd cut the sh*t and do me right there in front of everyone.
"You're on the track team now right?" he said as he rubbed me.
"Yeah."
"Runners have such nice asses," he said, his feather light touch grazed my behind, my cheeks surely pink from all the discipline I had received. He gave me a couple softer slaps. I was in agony.

"More. Do more," I was gasping. Riley was subtly grinding himself underneath me.
"More, huh?" I think he licked down his fingers as he said this.
When I felt those long fingers that I'd admired so much wriggle their way between my cheeks I felt faint. Things were also quickly progressing with the others. I think Squeak had came from just the spanking alone that Miller had given him. Marcus and his Upper had started to try to f*ck but they were stopped from doing so. Everyone kept saying 'next semester.'

"Don't pay attention to anything but me," Riley's voice had grown softer, "We'll cum together, ok?"
"O...k. Ah-nn."

His index entered me.
And I began to catch my first glimpses of the real Lester Riley.

~*~

Chapter 9: Terms


We sat in our dorm, facing one another.
The two of us had just had our first experience together, and in front of the entire house.

"So," I cleared my throat a little as I sat on my bed, "What you're trying to tell me is...you wanted me to like you."
"Yeah," Riley rubbed the back of his neck with a hand, "So I figured....maybe I should clean up my act a little."
"That bad, huh?"

"You know that stage in puberty when you're like, constantly walking around with a boner?"
"Yeah."
"Well, that stage never passed for me."
"So you've got a high sex drive?" I tried to shrug it off, " So what? And you don't know. Maybe a guy like me could appreciate it," I hinted before continuing, "Rile, you didn't have to leave me high and dry like that."
"Moderation is something I have no understanding of, ok?" Riley looked up at me. He was smiling. And blushing, "Id'a ruined my chances if I had jumped you right away without getting to know you first."

What the hell?
Getting to know me?

".....You really do like me, don't you?" I smiled back at him. Guys don't say cheesy things like that unless...you know.
"Yeah. I like you August."
It was a magical moment.
"I like you too."

We were happy to get our misunderstandings out of the way. I told him about Tommy and everything that had happened that night.
"And it's ok," I said as he came over to sit on my bed next to me, "If you wanna do it a lot then it's fine by me."
"I tried to think about more than just sex for once and it ended up backfiring," the Senior sighed and slid an arm around my shoulder, " I had this stupid idea. Like we could become friends first and then ease our way into it."
"Yeah right. In a place like this?" my hand wandered around to the small of his back, "No wonder it didn't work."

"Hey, what's that you're doing?" he glanced over at me. My fingers were gently rubbing underneath his shirt. Then inside the elastic of his sweats, just above his ass.
"Nothing," I grinned.
"I don't wanna be selfish about this," he confessed, "If we both like each other, then I want to treat you like a...you know."

"Boyfriend? You're a sex fiend but you can't say boyfriend?" I laughed.
"That area's a whole new thing to me."
"Really?" I smiled softly. It was a relief to hear. I didn't want to be Riley's umpteenth experimental plaything if I could avoid it, "I know you could already tell, but it's new to me too."
"Then let's be boyfriends."

It was a weird conversation. I mean, we're both guys. Guy guys. Guys who like sports and getting drunk and working out. Here we were talking about our feelings. Both of us were laughing here and there because it was so awkward.
"Ok. Boyfriends it is," I said, "And my first demand as your boyfriend is for you to treat me like you would a Pledge."

"Sure you want that?" Riley leaned in and was smelling my hair.
"Yeah. I wanna earn my jacket."
"Mmm. You're such a goody-goody," Les gave my cheek a soft kiss, then my neck. I could have died then and there. Never could I remember having ever been so happy. Les Riley, the nicest, hottest, and evidently horniest guy I had ever met...liked me.

†•†

That night we made out. Kissed and messed around. You know, like new couples do. But it didn't last long. Riley hadn't been exaggerating about what he'd said. The guy really does have a permanent boner. We spent Sunday night 69ing in his bed. I was finally able to get a taste of him, and it was like heaven. We did it twice and then I fell asleep.

"Hey...wake up."
"Mmrn," I groaned and then tried to turn away.
"August. I need you."
Something brushed my lips. I groggily opened my eyes. It was four thirty in the morning. Riley was sitting over me, impatiently brushing his head over my mouth. His balls grazed my collarbone.
"I'm sorry," he looked embarrassed. Damn but he was cute, looking all troubled and needy. I smiled up at him.
"Don't apologize. Come here," I exhaled and pulled at his thighs so that he would be closer to me. We resituated and I went to work on him.

(A lot of guys don't like to give oral, but I love it. And for Riley I always try to do my best. He keeps shaved and so do I. I mean, body hair's fine, but it's just a preference, you know?)I swallowed two more times before he finally went to sleep. In the morning he repaid me for my kindness. I awoke to find him stroking away at my morning wood.

I really am spoiled, aren't I?


That day I was wondering when we'd actually start doing it. I didn't have to wonder long. Eli, Eric, and I were heading to the cafeteria quad for lunch when we bumped into Riley and Ellerson. Both of them had huge grins on their faces, as if they'd just been talking about us.
"Looks like we've been going too easy on you guys," Ellerson said to us, then turned to Eric, "Hey. Let's go."

Eli looked at his friend, then away. The two of them had been on and off again lately. Whenever one of their Uppers came around they didn't speak to one another. I think it was out of jealousy.
"See you guys later," Eric lowered his head and then walked over to Liam. Eli suddenly departed in the opposite direction without a word. Yep. Definitely jealousy.

That left me and Riley. He winked at me.
"Hey."
We smiled dumbly at each other.
"Where were you guys going?"
"Just to go eat. You wanna get something?" I asked.
"Nah...You wanna f*ck instead?" he asked kindly. I blinked at him.

"Sorry...too abrupt?"
I could only shake my head no. Riley nodded over to a patch of trees just off the sidewalk and began to head for them. The Cathedral gonged one o'clock as I followed him into the small thicket of shrubs and low bushes.

"Excited?" he asked as we kissed.
"Anyone could see us over here," I panted, "Let's keep our clothes on at least."
"Fine with me," Riley moved up against one of the trees and unbuckled his belt. We didn't mess around too much. The threat of getting caught was dangerous as it was exciting. As I got onto my knees and tugged my pants down just low enough to grant Les access, I cursed, "Sh*t. We don't have any lube."
"August, you disappoint me. Surely you'd know I'm always prepared," the swimmer reached into a pocket and pulled out a tiny plastic bottle, "I use this all the time in Physics. The benefits of sitting in the back of the room."

"You're brave. No one’s caught you?" I asked.
"Even if I got caught it wouldn't keep me from doing it," he then smothered me in a kiss, "First time?"
"Don't let that slow you down," I assured, "Let's do it."

We did it.
Once he got inside, my mind completely blanked. It didn't matter if the entire campus heard or saw me. He was wide. It hurt. Riley asked here and there if we should stop. I refused.

I rode his lap hard.
I wanted to prove to him that I could keep up, no matter the challenge. That and at the time I was more concerned with getting left behind than anything. After a few minutes of bobbing and screaming in the bushes, I suddenly became rewarded. It began to feel good. Not instantly or all at once mind you, but the pain began to leave once I felt him begin to press on something. There was a spot just there-

"Harder!!"
"Sssh babe," Riley panted and pulled me down by my collar for a few hungry kisses.
"I don't care," I groaned, "I don't care. Just do it harder like that."
"Hm...you mean....like this?" he thrust upward so abruptly that I screamed and he had to cover my mouth. We were starting to get far too carried away for our own good.

A small group of girls were walking our way on the sidewalk nearby, and it took until it was almost too late for me to notice them. I ducked down a little but kept working.
"I have to cum," Riley hissed up at me.
"Not yet. There's people."
"I can do it quietly."
"Well I can't. Wait," I commanded, now grinding atop him expertly.
"Ah...Aug...ease up. You're starting to crush my balls doing that. Ow..I said...slow down. Ow...OW!!"

"Did you hear something?" one of the girls' voices.
"Hear what?"
I scrambled to get low and covered Riley's mouth with a hand. We laid there, listening to the sounds of their shoes drawing closer on the pavement. If they walked off the sidewalk and saw us we were done for.
"Sounded like someone over there."
"So? Probably just a couple making out or something."
"Whatever. We're running late, guys. Any of you study?"
"Me? Do I ever?" Laughter.

I didn't move until I was sure that they were out of sight. When I sat back up, Riley was laughing.
"That was close," I said shakily as I started to move again, and this time more gently.
"I know. Aren't you having fun?"
"Yeah...mm."
"Can I cum now?" my boyfriend grinned up at me.
"Sure," I huffed, grasping hold of his shoulders once more, "Fire away."

We came together. Stupid me hadn't considered the mess.
Riley was nearly in tears from amusement as I sat there shooting up all over one of my favorite (and damn expensive) shirts.
"F*ck," I cursed after my mind bending orgasm had had it's way with me, "Well, at least it's white."
"Wow," Riley smiled up at me, "That was f*cking great! I came so hard!"

His bluntness made me grin, "Yeah. I know."
"Let's do it again," he was playing with my half hard length, already on it's way back to limpness.
"Um...can I have a second though?" I breathed.
"Sure...here get up. We'll do it like this," he smiled, ignoring my plea.

We spent a long afternoon there in the bushes. Riley got onto his knees and did me on all fours. Anyone could have seen him like that, but lucky for us we got away with it. By the time we pooped out it was almost time for the night's trials.

"You know, I'm gonna have a hard time sharing you now," Les helped me up and I pulled my pants back on. I was still leaking and needed to get back to the dorms to clean up.
"Just look at it this way. We're both involved, so it's not like it's cheating. Let's enjoy it," I smiled.
Riley grinned, "You're like a f*cking dream come true, you know that?"
"I try. Any idea what's going on tonight?"

"Yeah. Ellerson told me."
"What is it?"

We walked out of the trees as if nothing had happened and began to head back to the V.

"You uh...any good at wrestling?"
"....What?"

~*~

Chapter 10: What's Happening To Us?


'Slam!'

Eli's back hit the floor. Hard. The Fireplace Room roared with approval.
"It's over fer you, yeah?!" Mikko flung himself over his fellow pledge and made to pin him down by the shoulders. My two friends were sweaty, gasping and groaning as they battled for dominance before our house. Almost a half hour had passed with no winner, and now the match was turning into more of a violent groping session than anything.

Do I need mention that the boys had serious stiffies? Didn't think so. That's the brakes when one has to wrestle naked I guess.

"Get...off...me!" Eli gasped as Mikko rested his weight atop of the freshman. They struggled again, their legs wrapped around one another; their arms were entangled. Their balls jiggled with each of their movements. This time Mikko ended up facedown.
"ONE!!!TWO!!!" the house bellowed in a chorus of deep, drunken male voices. Mikko arched his back just in time, throwing his opponent up and off of him. The battle continued.

I was against the far wall, naked with the others and waiting my turn to entertain the senior members. I was also trying like hell not to cum where I stood. Watching all this was such a turn-on! By far, tonight was my favorite challenge to date. I was up against Eric next. The thought of wrestling him excited me simply because it would be awkward. That and Riley would be watching.

'We've changed since we've come to this place, the nine of us.'
What had happened? I looked on at Mikko and Eli. The two were rubbing each other, kissing, biting, all while their Uppers looked on with approval. Before we had come here we'd all been normal (and mostly straight) guys. Well, at least I think most of us had been normal and straight. Eli and Eric had been. I had been.

Vita Sacro was totally f*cking us up.

Eli was finally pinned and counted out. As Mikko celebrated his victory he spread Eli's legs and, much in the fashion as if he was going to screw him, and began to rub his hardon against his.
"Frot that bitch!" someone yelled, then there was a wave of cheers. Brett the angry kid was next to me. He gave a low whistle as he watched Mikko's ass work in front of us. I stared at him, remembering how he'd resisted Bishop on the first night. We'd changed alright. Give a couple more weeks and we'd all be in a blind heat, humping anything that moved. I wanted them to hurry up and finish. Our turn was next.

Tommy yelled for the next match to begin as Mikko and Eli came. Their bodies stiffened up and Mikko tossed back his head. Eli's legs were in the air and I watched his toes curl. I couldn't see his face.

There were cheers for Eric, but also cheers for me as the two of us headed to the front and got on our knees. The Second Floor desperately needed a win tonight. I had to make sure not to let Eric take me down. As he and I stared at each other, our cocks twitching and our breaths heavy, Tommy took a moment to shout something. It was in Italian again. I looked over, and he was reading from the purple book.

'That's right. I nearly forgot.'

"Hey!" I called over to him. He stopped reading and looked up at me, "What's that?"
"Just the ritualistic reading," he said back to me, his face devoid of expression. The house hadn't grown much quieter. Everyone was yelling for us to get going.
"But what's it mean?" I demanded. Just then Eric grabbed me by the neck and pulled me to the floor. The house rumbled, and I could ask no more questions.

"Come on, August!! Get his ass!!!!" the cry was loud above the others. It was Riley. He had a beer in one hand, and his other arm was wrapped around Ellerson's shoulder. Liam was rooting for Eric. I had to win. For Riley, and for the floor. Not only that, I wanted to stick my piece in Eric's mouth after I won and see how he took it.

But sadly, after a lot of grappling and grunting, I was the one that ended up on my stomach with his fingers in my mouth. After I lost the three count he humped me until he came, then left me there frustrated and humiliated. We were friends, weren't we?

What the hell had happened to us?

†•†

We lost the night. I apologized to Teagen, our Captain. He only winked at me and told me not to take it too seriously, and that in the end it usually evened out anyway.
"Can we get to bed?" Eli was at his Upper's side, practically pulling him towards the door. We looked at each other, our feelings mutual. I needed to find Riley.
"I want details in the morning, ok?" I blurted out. Eli nodded at me, and then proceeded to drag his Upper towards the hallway.

I heard Riley's voice in the kitchen and took a step towards the hallway. Then, I looked back into the nearly empty room.
The book was there on the podium. Unguarded. Tommy was nowhere in sight.

Knowing my window of opportunity was small, I hurried over. I had to know. What was all of this 'Sacred Life' stuff? Was it something that Vicktorika created yet had somehow become corrupt over the years? Was it a cult? What? I quickly opened the old and faded book. The inside was even older than I'd anticipated. No way it could have been from the fifteen hundreds though. Eighteen hundreds maybe?

"Sh*t. I can't read any of this," I mumbled as I flipped through the beautifully caligraphed pages. It seemed as if great detail and effort had been put into the making of every page. All of it was freehand, written in ink, but everything was so even and well placed that it was nearly unnoticeable.

'Quello estato un bacio molto dolce. Tu hai le labbra le piu morbide del mondo. Mi ammazzarai, amore vietato.'

I frowned at my inability to decipher the language and then, after checking to make sure no one was watching me, turned another page.

"...Oh my God."

There was an entire page dedicated to a picture. It was a sketch. Of a dildo.
Next to it were notes on measurements, and then what looked like a list of items one could use to make it with. I felt my hands grow cold.
"They...had these back then?" I blinked at the finely executed artwork. This page was crafted just as lovingly as the last. My heart was pounding. I flipped the next page. Another picture.

This one was familiar.

It was of a boy, college age, with his robes pulled up and rested over an older student's lap. With one arm the older boy held his pupil down. The other arm was raised. In his hand was a paddle. More text and pages. After that came a series of tastefully drawn sexual positions, and then a recipe for something that I guessed was tea. I quickly flipped towards the front of the book. I had to confirm something. A few chapters in, I found it. This picture. It was clearly the induction ceremony. The marking of the V.

Tommy's voice in the hall outside snapped me back to reality. I closed the book and left it as I had found it, then mingled in with a group of guys by the door. We all left together and Tommy never saw me.

†•†
"Riley! Riiileey!! Ah!"
My Upper's bed slammed against the wall where, next door, Teagen and Eli were engaged in much of the same activity. I felt a slap on my ass and a hard buck inward from Les.
I cried out. Riley laughed.
"That's right. No rest for your sweet little ass tonight. 'Specially since you lost," he teased.
"Cumming," I warned.
"Ah-ah," Riley scolded me and then slowed to a stop, "I don't think so." I cursed desperately as he promptly pulled his swimmer cock out of me. It sprung back and hit his stomach.

"Don't do this."
"You'll be good?"
"I'm already good."
"Hm, that's true. Tell me you want it back," he said playfully. I could feel him rubbing the tip down along my leg. Riley really was a true freak.
"I want it back. Hurry before I lose it."
"Show me you want it."

I pressed my head into his pillow and slowly wagged my ass back and fourth. Riley leaned forward and spread me, teasing my entry with both of his thumbs. I yelled into the pillow. This overlapped Teagen's muffled groans from next door.
"Wait for me this time," he said and then re-positioned, slipping back inside of me and going straight to work again. The nice thing about Riley is that he isn't one of those quiet guys. When we do it he treats it like a sport. Plus he's creative too. Sometimes I'm amazed with the stupid innuendos he can come up with.

He didn't pull out. I was still trying to get used to the sensation of being quote 'filled'. Still sort of strange. But my load was nice. Impressive, even for me.

In between sessions I managed to think about the book. So, it was the frat's day planner or something? The Vita Sacro Activity Guide for Horny College Boys. Yeah. Right. Like the guy in the center gardens would be holding that thing up-
"Huh," my eyes went wide. That wasn't...the same book....was it?!

"Whatcha huh-in' about?" Riley asked as he cleaned up some cum from his head with a tissue. I watched him crumple it up and then toss it onto the floor.
"Nothing," I said. Then after thinking for a second I asked him, "Do you know anything about that book Tommy reads from?"
Riley looked over at me, "Why do you ask?"
"Iunno," I shrugged, "Just the Italian thing's a little strange."
"It's so like you to notice something like that when there's sweaty naked guys on the floor rubbing all over each other." We laughed and then he changed the subject, "Hey, I never asked you since you seem so smart. What's your major?"

"Biology. I wanna do research someday. How 'bout you?"
Riley looked a little embarrassed before he said, "I want to teach."
"Really?" I was surprised, "And how's a guy like you gonna keep his dick in his pants all day like that?"
"I've thought it over. There's passing periods you know. And then lunch too."
I grinned, "Of course you've thought it over. What is it you wanna teach?"

That was when he looked as if he was holding something back.
"I dunno. Just stuff."
"Just stuff, huh?" I smiled. By then I was regaining my strength.
"Yep!" he beamed as he grabbed me by my ankles and pulled me down toward where he sat on his knees near the foot of the bed, "Just stuff!"

†•†

I woke up early that morning with color in my face. At first I thought I was sick. Not good. We had a track meet that afternoon and I couldn't sit out. I felt my forehead. I was hot. I turned over and looked for Riley. The guy had snuck off before dawn again. Those swimmers and their early practices. I got up and made to see if I was under the weather. My breathing was heavy, but I felt fine.

-"And after he said all that I had HIM begging and screaming," Eli laughed as we headed towards the track, "You heard him right?"
As I agreed with Eli I noticed something. He had the same rosy color in his cheeks that I did.

I wasn't sick.
It was just beginning to show.

~*~

Chapter 11: Fever


Two weeks passed. Our days were full of booze, sex, sports meets, and sleep. I'd recently learned from a house member about which of our professors could be bought off and which I'd have to work for to get my grade. It was a fifty-fifty split, but I was glad to at least not have to worry about some of the more of my time-consuming courses. For once in my life I was actually having fun. I mean, who had time to study?

However, despite the near-perfect life I was living, the book still bothered me. Ever since the night I'd managed to read it I'd had Vita Sacro on the brain. What was going on? That and there was something else. The rosy color in my face. It hadn't gone away. And wasn't just me, all the other Pledges had it too. When we saw each other around campus it was never 'Hello', but rather 'Hey, what's up? Say, I'm feelin' kinda antsy. Wanna head on over behind the Liberal Arts Building?' Being horny wasn't a good of enough term to describe it. My breathing had changed. I found it difficult to concentrate on day to day things. All I wanted to do were more trials, and it was driving me crazy. Eli and Eric were the same way but neither of them seemed to have noticed the change we had undergone.

"Riley?" I asked as the two of us readied for bed after another night of crazy rituals. Les was a little drunk. He plopped down on his bed and began to undress.
"What is it, babe?" he mumbled.
"Kind of a stupid question but...Have you noticed anything...different about me lately?"
"Different? No, why?" he smiled up at me and then invited me over. I fiddled with my belt and stepped out of my jeans before carefully easing over his lap. I left my shirt on.
"I don't look at all different?" I breathed, "You haven't noticed how my face is pink all the time? My hands shake. And these days I'm even hornier than you are."
"Impossible," Riley oiled down his hands. He wasn't looking at me, "No one’s hornier than me."

"Yeah, but-,"
"All this sex must've gone to your head," he sighed happily as he spread my cheeks with both hands. His cock found it's way to my opening on it's own.
"I guess, but-," I purred.
"Ssshh. Just let me get it all in."
"When can we do this with the others?"
"After break. Next semester. Hang in there, it's just a couple weeks."
"Why not now?" I groaned.
"Because, it's against the rules," Riley said as I rode him. He massaged my hips and looked up at me. His smile had faded.
"Since when were you one to follow rules? You're such a crazy f*cker, making us do it out in the commons every afternoon, let's go downstairs and do this. It'll be fun."
"No."
"Aw, come on. I saw Eric and Liam do it-,"

"No!" Riley suddenly yelled and looked at me. His expression was panicked.
It was a strange moment. I stopped moving and looked at him.

'He's hiding something.'

"Ok, if it's that important it can wait," I tried to sound casual, "It's only a couple more weeks anyway."
"Yeah," and then he muttered something under his breath that sounded like, "You'll be ready then."
Ready for what? Why was he of all people so opposed to breaking a minor rule?

He was lying to me. Of course he could see how I'd changed.
There was more to this than just the book.

†•†
"August, I want to talk to you."
"Hm?" I asked as Eli and I stretched on the track before our meet.
"It's about Eric."

Great. Why now of all times did Eli choose to bring up such a touchy subject?
"Ok," I said as I stood on one leg and held my other foot back behind me, "What about him?"
"...Has he said anything to you?"
"About what?"
"About anything," Eli's cheeks were redder than mine today.
"Anything?" I asked dryly, "I think you need to be a little more specific."

"AboutChristmasbreak," my friend suddenly blurted out, "Has he said anything about going home?"
"Uh...no," I shook my head, "Really, I've been meaning to ask about you guys for awhile now. You've been all weird for forever. It's getting annoying."
"It's because of our Dads."
"Huh?"
"Our Dads! Geez, August! Do I need to spell it out for you?!"
"Spell what?"
Eli ran a hand through his hair and then pulled me aside so that the others couldn't hear.

"Our Dads run a business, right?"
"Yeah...,"
"And they were members of the V."
"So...," I deduced indifferently. I remembered Eli's random outburst at the cemetery earlier that semester, "Then they probably f*cked each other while they were here."
"Ya think?!" Eli waved his hands around angrily at me and then continued, "Last night I got a call from my Dad, August. He asked me how things were going!"
"Going as in like going? Or like....going?"
"Like going going!"
"Dude, what the f*ck? What'd you say?"
"He asked me about my Upper. About Teagen!"

"So what'd you say?"
"I told the truth, what else could I do?! I said he was good! Then he asked about how Eric and I were coming along."
My jaw dropped.
"He wanted to know if we'd gone beyond friendship yet."

"Sh*t. Hey...They're tryin' to hook you two up!!" I pointed, horrified.
"Geez! Why don't you scream it a little louder?!!"
"Sorry," I tried to re-compose myself, "Damn dude. That's weird."

The meet was starting without us but it didn't matter anymore. This was news to me. I had never heard of two Fathers conspiring to pre-destine their sons before.
"What'd you tell him then? About the two of you...," I tried to get back on track.
Eli looked up at me, "I lied."
"So, you told him you two were doin' it on the regular."
"Yeah."
"Why? You two aren't even talking to one another."
"Because...When we found out about the house it sorta forced us apart. Our Dads had always talked about what a great place it was so things got weird for us. But when we go home...I dunno, it's just gonna be a mess. Eric's Dad invited me and
my Dad to his lodge for break. August, I need you there!"

"What?!" I exclaimed, "No way! I've got plans!"
"Please August!?"
"NO! I don't wanna be in the middle of all that!"
Eli bugged me about it for the rest of the day. And the next day. And the next. I hadn't even bothered to think about the end of the semester yet. Too much was happening. And what about Riley? I'd have to be away from him for two weeks. Not good. But even before then was the induction ceremony.
Without even really realizing it I was nearly on my way to receiving my purple jacket. Where had the time gone?

†•†

I was of the first members into the house that evening. I bumped into Tommy on the stairs.
"Oh, hey August. I was just getting things ready for tonight. Wanna give me a hand?"
"Sure," I said, "Let me throw my stuff upstairs and I'll be right down."

I was helping put batteries in toys when Tommy said to me, "You've been looking well these days. Been having a good time?"
"Yeah," I nodded, although I was thrown by his compliment about looking well. I knew he was referring to my skin tone, "It's been great. You guys definitely converted me, that's for sure."
"Hm. How's Riley?"
"I'm trying to keep him in line."
"Good. Don't worry, you guys can do it wherever you want after break's over," the Head of House was busy suspending a white rope from the ceiling.

I had another chance.
"So...is there anything to, you know, know about all these trials?"
"What?" he calmly shot me a look.
"Yeah, you know like....,"

"Stop."
"Stop?"
"You're getting ahead of yourself," Tommy's tone wasn't threatening in the least, but I knew my place. I shut up about it and instead inquired to tonight's task.
"Oh, you'll see. I'm sure you guys will like it."
"We always do."

It took an hour to prepare everything. When we were finished the room looked like some kind of perverted obstacle course.
"Phew! Here, have a seat. I'll get us something to drink."
I sat and waited, trying not to glance at that damned book which sat in it's usual spot on the podium across the way.

"Here," Tommy shoved a cup in my face upon his return. I had been expecting beer. If not that, soda in the least. But it was neither. My leader had handed me a cup.
And it was full of the strangest looking tea that I had ever seen.

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