Chapter 16: Winter Break

The semester finally ended, just as the last of the Pledges became members of the house. There was a big ceremony and then a going away party before break. Some of the guys were dreading Christmas vacation, as it meant that they'd be away from their frat 'friends' for an entire two weeks. I was to be going home up in Connecticut. Riley and his folks were going down to the Florida Keys. There was no way to get around not being able to see each other for awhile.

"Don't go talkin' to any strange boys, o-k?" Riley was drunk that night before everyone was to go home, "You know how I feel about ya. Come 'ere!!" my boyfriend pulled me into a headlock before giving me a long kiss. It would be nice for everyone to have time to see our families and all, but that also meant no hot guys.

Before my college life had began I hadn't even considered sexual activities as a part of my basic survival. Now I had to have it. What was I going to do with all that time away? Maybe I could just lock myself away up in my room? Eli, Eric, Liam, and Teagen were all leaving together. I was glad I didn't end up having to be a part of that trip. Trying to awkwardly get it on with your best friend while two upperclassmen and both your Fathers watched didn't sound like my idea of a good time.

Leaving Everwood was difficult. It was like going back out into the real world again. The moment I crossed the gates I already felt myself anxious to go back.

†•†

"Nice jacket, son."
"Thanks."
"Nice to see you dear," my Mom hugged me. Homecoming hadn't been that much of a big to-do, but then again that's just the kind of people they've always been.
"Have you been eating? You look so thin!"
"Fine, Mom. I joined the track team so I've just been running a lot."

"Vita Sacro," my Dad was still transfixed on my jacket as a servant took my bags, "That's your frat, huh?"
"Yeah," I said a little nervously. What were the chances of him knowing?
"Hm. Italian? Oh, that's right. That whole place has a history after all. Say, I'd like to come down and visit sometime next semester if that's ok. Get another tour of the place and maybe catch a track meet." It didn't seem like he knew.
He'd barely finished when I'd thought of a good excuse for him not to come. Like I needed my Dad in the middle of things.

I was escorted up to my old room in the North wing of the house. I used to have it all to myself when I lived at home. That sort of life used to appeal to me. But now, as I walked my old hallways I couldn't help but miss the smell of twenty some odd other guys. The sounds of beer bottles and laughter. Everwood was home now. Not this. I sighed.

It hit in the middle of dinner
"Son, pass the potatoes, will you?"
"Uh, yeah," I passed the potatoes, my face pink. My clock had gone off. It was nearly nine thirty. By now I was usually doing something unruly with the boys. My body was used to trials and regular sex and I'd grown accustomed to keeping my prowess ready at will. There was nothing I could do. No one around to-

"August, are you alright?"
"Alright?" I turned to look at my Mother.
"You seem a little stressed. Was the trip back difficult?"
"A little," I lied, "I didn't get much sleep the night before. I crammed for finals so I'm a bit tired."

It seemed to work. But the problem was leaving the table. I had to wait until my parents moved to the other room. At least they didn't know me well enough to grow suspicious. I was in my room going straight to work, when my cellphone rang from inside my bag. It could have been any number of people, but I hoped it was Riley. Even if it was uncharacteristically early for him to be checking up on me. I lept off the bed and hurried to my bag.
"Hello?" I asked eagerly, a grin plastered across my face.
"Hey August."
I hadn't been expecting it at all. Tommy.
"Uh, hey."

"Whatcha doin'?"
"Want me to lie or be honest?" I asked.
"Hm. I'm in my room too."
We laughed and talked for a little bit.

"Listen, before we have phonesex there's something I need to tell you," the Head of House was blunt even over the phone.
"Um, yeah?"
"You still curious about everything?"
I paused, "Yeah."
There was a long silence.

"Vicktorika...I wanted you to know that he's the one who created the sacred life."
"Well, I figured that much," I said. I sat back onto my bed and watched my stiffie slowly begin to wilt.
"What you guys went through. It's called conditioning."
"Conditioning?"

"Yeah. It's a process to get boys ready to become a part of Vita Sacro."
I paused, "Well, I will say this."
"What?"
"It sure works," I laughed. Tommy chuckled with me,
"So, is it a cult?"

"When you come back I want to take you to the Cathedral."
The Cathedral. The only building on campus that was always locked.
"Ok," it was all I could say. I knew he was letting me in on something big, but there was nothing more I could think of to add at the time.
"Riley's never said anything to you about teaching has he?"
"He mentioned it once, but he didn't say too much about it," I recalled, "But seriously, can you imagine what kind of teacher that guy would be?"

That was when Tommy quieted. I cleared my throat a little.

"Lose your hardon?" he asked at last.
"A little, yeah." Fear had done it.
"Can you put me on speakerphone?"
"Sure. There's no one in this part of the house but me."

I set my phone on my nightstand and the business part of our conversation was over.
"You know, it's only the first night," Tommy said, "I don't know how I'm gonna make it through this."
"Me neither."
"Heh. Maybe we should call each other whenever we need help."
"Sounds like a good idea. You can get Mikko and I can get Riley, then we can all go on a conference call."
More laughter. Then we got down to work. I don't doubt that someone heard me that night, but they would simply have to get used to it. It was going to be a long two weeks.

†•†

Dumbly enough, we did all end up getting together on the phone. We talked about Eric and Eli. No one would call them lest they interrupt something. On Christmas I got a bunch of clothes and of course some money. I got hard near the end of the gift giving and had to sit with a sweater over my lap for awhile. Then I crawled off to the bathroom.

My week home was the longest ever. I found myself literally counting the hours until it was time to leave. I must've talked to every member of the House over the phone. I was glued to my cell, and most of the time I was engaged with Riley. He kept doing crazy things like pulling it out on the beach. I urged him not to, but as you might guess, he didn't listen.

"Tommy wants to show me the Cathedral," I told him. It was a couple nights before the new year. I sat by the large fireplace in the study. It sort of reminded me of home.
"He does, huh?"
"Yeah. You know what's in there, don't you?"
"Yeah."
"Am I gonna be freaked?"
"No," he assured, "It's just that Tommy must trust you."

He trusted me alright.
I guess I seemed like the type that was good at keeping secrets.

~*~

Chapter 17: Second Semester


Before the Cathedral, there was the welcome back party. The evening we arrived back at the house, things got frisky...fast. I'd rode in by taxi, letting out a whoosh of relief after passing the gates again. The outside world was so mundane. I was glad to be back in my paradise once again.

Eli and Eric arrived as a happy couple, and Teagen and Liam seemed proud enough of the accomplishment. I asked Ellerson about what had happened and he was all too eager to go into details. With a little help from Eli and Eric's Dads, the two had managed to make amends of sorts. Their vacation sounded extreme in every sense. I probably wouldn't have lasted through the first night.

"I've so got it for Eric's Dad," Liam confided, "That guy is hot."
"That's nice, Liam," I tried to sound unafraid as I eased away.

Eli and Eric were happily talking to the others as we all reunited in the main foyer. They looked like they did on the day I first met them. Happy and excited.
"I heard things went well," I said as I made my way to them. They grinned back at me.
"Sure did."
"Drama's over at least."
"My Dad totally abused Liam," Eric cheezed, "You shoulda seen it-,"
"Uh, that's nice guys," I was now easing away from them as well.

Riley came in. He was greeted by all. I shoved made my way through and we shared a moment together....eating each other’s faces in front of everyone.
"Missed you."
"Yeah."
That was about all we said. Our mouths were a little busy.

Tommy and I talked too before things got started that night.
"So what's on?" I asked.
"Group orgy. What else?" he smiled at me.

I'm not sure if I should even try to describe what happened that night. I will say though that all of us second floorers got the upper hand. I managed to get my hands on Brett for most of the night. And wow, that guy's come a long way. I don't know what Bishop had been teaching him over the first semester, but the kid was a real pro. Us Freshmen also had a hard time keeping our eyes off of everything else that was happening in the room around us.



The next afternoon Riley came home from practice early. When I asked him what had happened he was hesitant to tell me.

"Well, I'd just done the 400 meter and...heh...well," he smiled and shrugged, giving me that 'I just couldn't help myself' look.
"And?" I said as he came over and laid down on the floor by my bed.
"You know how the 400 gets me all worked up?"
"Rile, almost everything you do gets you worked up."
"Yeah well this was different."
"How?"
"I dunno, it was...it was just really hard this time, ok?!" Riley was trying his best to legitimize his actions.

"Ok, so you were really hard," I looked down at him, "Then what?"
"Well, the pool's got those...airjets."
I started laughing.
"The coach caught me up against the far end and sent me home for the day. I guess maybe I was kinda loud."
The picture painted itself before me. Riley grinding against the side of the pool, oblivious to everyone else around him. It sounded far too typical.

All the sudden out of nowhere, Riley said, "I'm taking you to the Cathedral tonight with us."
I wasn't sure what to say.

"What's in it?"
"You'll see."
By now I had grown to trust the guys. And even though I was still in the dark about Vita Sacro, I knew that whatever it was probably wouldn't be too extreme. I mean, they weren't going there on Sunday nights to sacrifice young boys...were they?

"We'll be leaving around two."
"AM?"
"Yeah. So be ready," he got up and readied to take a shower.
"Um, do I need to like, bring anything?"
"Nope," he smiled at me and headed to the bathroom.

†•†

We didn't have sex that night. The whole thing was weird. Riley seemed more nervous than anything, and when we left he quietly ushered me downstairs and out of the house. We were sneaking out. Whatever this was all about, the other members weren't supposed to know.
"Made it," Riley said as we stepped outside. Teagen and Liam were by the door. Tommy wasn't with them.
"Come on," Riley nodded and we all started walking. The mood was somewhat somber as we began to head three houses down towards the church. It was cold out and we were freezing our asses off.

"Can't believe we gotta do this already. Think if I purposely fail they'll let me stay on an extra year?" Teagen sighed unhappily.
"Don't get all sentimental," Liam said to him, "Just think of what lies ahead for us. You're hardly in a place to complain."
I looked at Riley but he wasn't saying anything.

We reached the huge wooden doors. The stone building was quiet. It was two o'clock but the bells had never gone off. Normally they did, even at night.
Liam reached up and pushed the door. It was unlocked.

Riley turned me to face him, "Even after this, I still want you to think of me as the guy you know. I like you August. You're my....,"
"Boyfriend," I finished for him.
"Yeah," he blushed, "That."

He was afraid I was going to be mad at him about something.


The Cathedral was more awesome inside than I had anticipated. From the looks of things there was no electricity here, and candles lined the intact wooden pews. Near the door was an empty trough. I guessed that at one time it held holy water. The stained glass windows were dark, though the candles eerily caught them and I could make out images of saints and angels. At the head of the church was a grand alter, with more candles and pews there. I didn't see an organ, but on the long communion table stood a huge, old, golden crucifix. Everything within the Cathedral was as old as the time it had been built. And from the looks of things, no one knew that it was all still here.

Standing around near the steps of the alter were a small group. Six people.

During all of this I was finding it difficult to be afraid. After all, I was surrounded by my friends. That and the church wasn't at all spooky. In fact being within it sort of shattered my notions about it from before.
As we approached I made out the group. Tommy was talking to three older men that I didn't recognize. Then there was...Eli and Eric.

"Guys?" I broke from Riley and the others and hurried up to them.
"Hey," they both said at different intervals. They seemed a little giddy.
"You know what's...going on?" I glanced at Tommy and then at the middle-aged men who were still engaged in conversation.
"Yeah, we found out over break," Eli beamed.
"So quick, tell me, what's happening?" I whispered.

Eric looked over to Tommy, "We'll let them tell you."

"Ah, the last ones are here," the tallest of the older men smiled at me. Then he looked to Riley and the others, "Liam, Sean, Lester, good to see you boys."
"Good evening Mr. Bonner," Riley said happily and shook his hand.

Mr. Bonner. It was Tommy's Father.

Tommy saw me and pulled me from my friends.
"I want you to meet my Dad," he smiled proudly. I blinked, "Um...ok."
"Dad, this is August Daxon. The one I told you about."
Mr. Bonner wore a suit, as were the other two men. He seemed a little intimidating at first, just like his son. But he was handsome. Tall and well built with dark hair and eyes. A DILF, for lack of a better description.

"Hi. Nice to meet you," we shook hands.
"August. I've heard a lot about you. Hopefully you'll be interested in Vita Sacro..,"
"Oh, I'm already a member," I said politely.

Mr. Bonner looked at me, then at Tommy, "...The poor boy has no idea, does he?"
"He's been a bit sheltered, but it was for the best," Tommy said, "After all, we had to wait and see."

Mr. Bonner ushered me over to the other two men in suits.
"August, this is Paul and Don."
"Hi," I shook their hands too. Now that I was closer, I saw that the two of them were in fact pretty good looking. They were both blonde and each had similar features. I stared. They stared. We spent a good moment looking at each other like this.
"
August, you're as cute as Eli described you," Paul finally broke the silence.
"Huh?"
"It's a shame we didn't get the pleasure of meeting you over Christmas break," Don added before giving me a smirk.
"Y-yeah. A shame."

I turned and looked at my friends. It was them. Eli and Eric's Dads. The ones that ran a 'business' together. The ones that had tried to hook Eli and Eric up in the first place. They had been members of the V. Or rather, were they still?

Everyone was sort of smiling smittenly at one another. Don and Liam were ogling each other. I was, again, at a loss.
"So..everyone here knows what's going on except for me?" I asked so that everyone could hear. There was laughter.
"Everybody have a seat," Mr. Bonner requested, "It's time to clear everything up for August."

All of us students sat down in the front row. I leaned over to Eric on my left, "Why are your Dads here?"
"Ssh," he shushed me.
"You didn't tell me they were hot," I hissed. Riley leaned down and grinned at me. He must have heard.
Tommy chuckled as he sat on my right, "I'm sure they'll let you do whatever you want with them after this is over."
"Uh...sorry," I blushed, not having realized my position.

Tommy's Dad began to speak. His voice was deep.

"August, Tommy's told me that you've seen the book, and that you know what it contains."
I nodded as everyone looked at me.
"You also know that it was a book originally written by Saint Vicktorika of Florence. But Tommy's book, like all the others, is just a copy of course."

"All the others?"
Paul and Don were smiling, standing by patiently and waiting for the opportunity to devour me. I glanced distractedly at them before looking back to Mr. Bonner.
Tommy's Dad let out a sigh, "My son sure did his job well while he was here, protecting all of this," he took a couple steps up towards the alter and gazed at the humongous crucifix that stood on the alter. Candles flickered as there was a moment of silence.

"The only choice I guess is to tell you everything, and from the beginning."

~*~

Chapter 18: Mystery Solved


"This might take a little time," Mr. Bonner looked at me, "But you need to know everything."
I glanced at my friends. They all had little smiles on their faces, as if they were going to enjoy hearing this story again. Tommy was looking on at his father admiringly.

†•†
Mr. Bonner looked up at the altar.

"It all began in Florence in the late 1400's. I don't know how much you know about history August, but at that time Italy was under strict religious rule. Catholicism ruled the country, and everything was pretty much...well... it was all strictly ran. Following me so far?"
I nodded.

"Vicktorika Guicado was a famous local philosopher at Florence's University at that time. Everyone knew who he was from his essays, and, in the long short, the boy was extremely bright. He also happened to be in love with one of his Professors, Benito Valvi. Valvi, however, wouldn't give his student the time of day. Regardless of how hard Vicktorika worked and how well known he became, his teacher still ignored him."

"That sucks," I responded, "So what happened?"
"Well, Vicktorika became frustrated. And instead of spending every night studying he began to go mingle about in the city. It was one night in a tavern that he met what would become his new best friends and later followers. There were four of them: Pavel, Aneoine, Burucus, and Telinei . And when they asked Vicktorika to come home with them he at first declined. Sodomy, as you can imagine, was the ultimate sin against God. Those who got caught were killed."

Mr. Bonner strolled along the front of the platform. Our heads turned as we watched him walk down to the end and then back again, "Yet still every night he kept coming back to visit his friends. Every night they asked him to come back with them. Finally he gave in and went with them."
I heard Riley chuckle.

"Well, Vicktorika found he enjoyed his time with his friends. So much that over time he began to think up various...activities that they could do together. One night, one of the boys came down sick-,"
"But he wasn't sick," I finished, "It was the heat, wasn't it?"

Mr. Bonner smiled, "Exactly. Upon discovering it Vicktorika tried to remember everything that he and his friends had done up until that point. He wrote it all down in a book, and there you have it. After that his friends came to admire him even more. Those in certain circles were invited to join in, and the boys used philosophy groups as a cover. Guicado eventually earned the name Saint Vicktorika and a loyal following as well. His popularity by that point was immense, but many assumed it was because of his religious works, which were written to ease any suspicions."

"After about a year the group took on the name Vita Sacro and used the guise of a theology sect. The numbers of members began to grow. But this was dangerous, so Saint Vicktorika decided the best way to keep his group safe was to get them out of the country. To somewhere far away where they wouldn't have to risk their lives to meet with one another each night. Vicktorika had a plan. He wrote a devotional to the Pope with hopes that in turn for it he would allow him and his group of 'students' to travel abroad to help lay foundations for Catholicism in new places."

"He agreed," I said.
Mr. Bonner nodded, "Not only did he agree, but he bought a ship for the Vita Sacro and decreed that a school would be built for them here. The devotional that Vicktorika had written the Pope brushed his ego so well that he even inducted the group into his circle of Holy Followers."

I looked at the altar, then back at Mr. Bonner.
"Recognize this?" he said, and then held up what I at first thought was the 'peace' sign. After a moment of thinking, I got it.
"Yeah....you're kidding me, right?"
"Not at all. Popes have used this symbol for years, and with no idea of it's true origin. It's in honor of Saint Vicktorika."

Riley snickered again and Eric elbowed him.
"So Vicktorika gathered his most loyal friends and they all came here. Italy's finest architects were hired to build the school. It was here in this church that Vicktorika and his friends would lock themselves inside at midnight mass and...well, you know," Mr. Bonner winked.
"Wow," was all I could think of, "So that's why no one knows much about Everwood."
"Nobody knows about Vita Sacro either. It's been a well-kept secret for centuries. Not even your housemates will ever know that they're living in the tradition of Vicktorika."

So the school hadn't really even been a school in the first place. Sure it probably turned into one eventually but...
"When I first tried to find out about this place I couldn't find anything on it," I said.
"Of course you couldn't. That's where people like Paul and Don and I come into play."
I didn't follow.

"August, have you enjoyed everything that the Violet Book has taught you?" he asked at last.
"Yes. Very much," I admitted a bit shyly.
"What would you say of Vicktorika?"
I looked around at everyone, then at the floor, "Anyone who can figure out how to send a guy into heat for eight hours definitely deserves the name Saint."
Laughs.

"We were members of the V in our day," Tommy's Dad informed me, "We went here at Everwood. My son Tommy here is a Senior, but his work with Vita Sacro, like mine, will never be finished."
Tommy looked over at me, "What Dad's trying to say is that this isn't the only house. More have been founded over the years, in select places over the country."
"So, there's more...places like this?"
"Don and I fund a house up in New York," Paul spoke up, "And Tommy's father helps to fund the house here. There's a network."

"How many houses are there?"
"19."

I took it in. So these guys were helping to keep the tradition of Vicktorika alive. Mr. Bonner finally stepped off the platform, "My son, along with the other boys here, are going to go off to teach after the year's over. The purpose of this is to look for new places to build."
I finally understood. Riley really wasn't interested in just being a teacher. He was going to scout out new areas.

It was something he had decided to do probably long before he had ever met me.

"So what we want to do is pass down our knowledge to you, Eli, and Eric."
I instantly thought about my money, "I want to help. What can I do?" If more boys across the country could experience all of this, then I wanted to do anything I could to lend a hand.

The parents beamed, "We thought you'd be interested," Mr. Bonner said, "For now, all we need is for you, Eli, and Eric to keep the group safe. It's not something anyone needs to know about. It's a tradition we're all very proud of."

So I was in. As a real member of Vita Sacro. I was asked about my father, but I told them no way would he be interested in something like this. I wanted to teach too, and help to fund the houses when I got a little older.
But all of that would have to wait for now. After all, I was still a freshman. The meeting ended and that was that. Mr. Bonner said that he had to be off, but he assured Tommy that he would lock the door on the way out.
It was time for a little traditional Vita Sacro fun.

†•†

"So you're gonna be...leaving to look at other guys?" I groaned. Riley held my hips as I rode him in the front pew facing away from him.
"I told you to remember what I said," he grunted, "This is about the house."
"I...understand-ah! Just giving you a hard...time...,"
Riley gripped me tighter, "I am gonna miss you August."

At the other end of the church Don had Liam pinned to the floor. Paul was next to him and engaged with Tommy. I watched them for a moment, then my eyes drifted over to Teagen, Eli and Eric. Sean was plowing away into Eli, and Eric was underneath his best friend servicing him.

When Eric saw me staring he called for us to come over. I got up off of Riley's lap and pulled him over to the group. We were boyfriends, but we weren't about to miss out on all the other fun either.

I laid down next to Eric and looked up at the ceiling.
We were a part of living history.

~*~

Chapter 19: The Future of Vita Sacro


"Looks like Brett's the lucky boy! Pour on the caramel!"
The house erupted to it's usual cheers. I was sitting by, watching the spectacle from the far side of the room. I sighed happily and took a sip of my soda. Vita Sacro. I had years here ahead of me, and I was glad for that, but I would miss all of the Seniors. Well, most of them anyway. Bishop I could stand to see leave. And Liam. Liam had always been just a little too freaky for my taste.

Liam, along with the three other grads would be going out into the world to seek out hotspots for new houses. Meanwhile, I would stay here and help protect the group with Eli and Eric. I'd heard rumors that Eli was going to take Tommy's place next year as Head of House. This was since there weren't any Sophomore or Juniors that Tommy felt he could trust. Eli would probably end up doing a great job.

After arriving he'd gotten over his shyness soon enough, and with help Teagen he had been transformed into one of the more enthusiastic members of the V. As long as Eli, Eric, and I were here things could carry on like they always had. I would just miss my older friends. Their bigger...size. Their willingness to take charge. I sighed again. Perhaps I was suffering from post-Upper syndrome.

Riley was at the front of the room holding Brett down while the others proceeded to lick him clean. Brett was laughing and struggling. Everyone seemed happy. Not too much longer and the clothes were sure to start coming off. Miller and Squeak were making out over by the fireplace. Ah, Miller. I'd miss his...Miller-ness.
"Whatcha doin' mopin' over here all alone?"
It was Mikko. He sat down beside me.

"I know it's only January, but I'm already starting to think about the end of the year," I sighed, "I'm gonna miss the Seniors."
Mikko nodded, "I've been wondering who's gonna take over everything. Like Head of House. Maybe they'll have a vote?" the blonde slipped my can of soda out of my hands. He took a drink and then passed it back to me.
"Maybe they will."
The last thing I wanted was for these days to end. That made it easier to keep quiet.


"I think you'd make a good leader," Mikko nudged me in the side.
"Me?" I laughed a little, "Yeah right. I suck at being in front of people."
"From what I remember, you're pretty ok at sucking in front of people," my classmate grinned.
"Ok, so maybe I'm good at sucking...but you know what I mean."
"Yeah. Things won't be the same with them gone. I'm gonna miss Tommy. He's treated me like gold all year."
"Has he?"
"Oh yeah. Not to sound like a p*ssy, but...the guy can be pretty romantic when he wants to be."

I was sure he could. Even if he was over there swirling whipped cream over Brett's nipples.
"What are you and Riley gonna do?"
"He's gonna come visit. I'm gonna fly out on my breaks to wherever he is so we can see each other."
"It'll probably work. I mean, you two with your kind of money. Traveling probably won't be an issue, eh?"
"Nope, it won't be."

"August. Can I ask you something?"
"Sure, what is it?" I looked at my friend. He seemed serious, like he had something dire on his mind.
"Remember when that whole...heat thing happened?"
"Yeah. What about it?"
"It isn't....it isn't possible. I mean, I dunno how we all lived through that. Doesn't it make you wonder?"
"Not really," I smiled and tried to come off as normal as possible.

"It doesn't? Come on, it happened to all of us around the same time. Right before we became members. Kinda seems like it was almost planned, eh?"
I looked at Mikko and then stood up. Now I knew how Tommy had felt. Maybe one day we too could come to trust him with our secrets.
"They're probably gonna get started soon," I held out my hand, "Let's go get a spot near the fire."
"Sounds good," my friend grabbed my hand and I pulled him up. Near the fire or not, no one would be cold tonight.

†•†

We were kissing. It was after the group session downstairs.
"August, how many times do I have to say it? It's only January."
"I know, but-,"
"You're gonna worry away the rest of the year," Riley smiled, "And then where would that leave us? We coulda had sex a buncha times but no. You were too busy freaking out and rocking in a corner. Come here."

I crawled over and turned on my side to face away from Les. I lifted my leg and wrapped my right arm under it. This had been our favorite position for the past few nights.
"Here," he handed me the lube after he was finished using it. I felt him rubbing his fingers on the inside of my ass, wetting the entire area. He reached under and began to oil down my balls. When he squeezed too hard I gave out a yelp.
"Easy down there!"
He only laughed at me, and then I felt his nose nuzzle into the back of my neck. He was going in.

I savored our night together as if it were to be the last one for a long time. Good thing we still had time ahead of us. And good thing I had so much money. It would be going to use on plane tickets in the future.
I lay passive and looked out the window as Riley moved into me. My cock was dripping and twitching against my chest, but I wasn't paying it too much mind at the moment. We would have so many responsibilities next year. Overseeing the conditioning for heat. Keeping things in order and seeing all the new Pledges we would be receiving.
The guys who were Juniors now were sure to make excellent Uppers in the fall. It would be us little guys working behind the scenes to make sure nothing got out of hand.

"Ha-! That's good," Riley kissed my shoulder and kept pounding away. I finally snapped out of it and began to get myself involved.
"You know, I was thinking that when it's warmer we could go do it in cemetery," he whispered to me, "Nobody's up there in the daytime."
I wanted to see Vicktorika's grave again. The guy seriously deserved to be honored in some way.
"Let's go up there and do it," I panted, "Guicado would probably like that."
"He probably would."

†•†
8 MONTHS LATER
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"Right...right. I know....yeah. I've heard those Midwestern boys can get kinda crazy," Eli, Eric, and I were in the Room getting things ready on the first day of classes. Teagen was in Ohio, and plans were being made to open up a new house there.
"Just don't go gettin' too much ass.....Yeah right. Yeah RIGHT!" Eli laughed on his cell as he mixed a bowl full of familiar-looking purple paint. I was cutting ribbons and Eric was setting up the chairs.

"Heard from Riley yet today?" Eric asked me from where he was.
"Yeah. He's getting settled in Chicago ok. He told me he's got this theory that city kids need a place to vent their sexual frustrations. Higher GPAs or something," I waved a hand.
"Hm. Interesting theory. Liam's out in Cali doing who knows what. Personally I think he's just prowling the beaches but whatever," Eric laughed, "I feel sorry for all those surfers."

As Eric continued talking and laughing I noticed someone was standing at the door.
It was a student.
A Freshman.

He looked nervous and a little shy. I cut another piece of ribbon before getting up and walking over.
"Hey," I smiled, "Here to Pledge?"
"Y-yeah. Is this the place to do it?" he had a deep masculine voice. Eric and Eli were doing their best not to leer at him.
"Yeah," I looked him over, "This is the place."
I invited him into the Fireplace Room and we looked him over. He seemed like a prime candidate.

"You know," I said, quoting Sean Teagen from the first day we met, "It won't be easy."
"I know."
"What's your name?"
"T.J."

I looked to Eric, and then Eli. Our new Head of House rose and came up to meet him.

"Where's your stuff?" Eli asked.
"Um, in my car."
"Go get it, and meet us in this room tonight at 7."
"Does that mean I'm able to Pledge?" his eyes light up.

I couldn't help it. I laughed and it seemed to break his spirits a little. Seeing this, I put an arm around him.
"As long as you keep hold of that enthusiasm you've got there, I think you'll make a great Pledge."
"Really?" he looked eagerly at me.

Everything the Seniors had taught us was definitely going to be needed this year.

"Yeah," I smiled at him, "Really."



In the name of Vicktorika, and in the name of our house...
Vita Sacro.

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