When Dom shook me awake I felt like I had only just shut my eyes. He assured me that I had had my full three hours and added that I had better get moving if I wanted to eat before my next session. I somehow managed to drag myself out of bed and follow Dom's instruction to go down the hall to the showers. Scott was there and had everything I needed to get ready for the day. There was a new toothbrush and razor as well as a fresh set of shorts and tee shirt for me. I was informed that the razor was for more than my face. For the first time since puberty I was going to have a hairless crotch. With Scott's help I managed the required shaving. My pubs, my balls and even my ass were as smooth as a baby when we finished.
"Scott, what's with the shave?" I asked.
I had seen enough of the brothers naked to know that although some trimmed and shaved, shaving was not a requirement. Several of the guys were extra hairy.
"Just a thing for now. It will be up to you how you keep groomed in the future," He explained. "I have decided to keep my balls smooth and the pubs very short after graduation. But as you have already seen each guy gets to choose his own look."
I glanced in a mirror before slipping my clean shorts on. I decided that the hairless look was not for me. Then I thought about the two guys I had seen with tattoos where the hair was shaved away and thought I might consider that look.
As it turned out Dom didn't really need to hurry me so much. We were the first to arrive in the dinning area. After we were joined by my fellow pledges and their TM's our pledge brothers served the six of us breakfast. Scott was the youngest and seemed to get most of the work. Caleb gave us instructions as we finished eating.
"Your next session will be a discussion of the history of the brotherhood. Each of you will meet with a separate group of alumni members. You must remember that these men are very busy and have given of their time to help you become brothers. You are expected to show them the respect they are due."
I was taken to the same room where I had waited for my session with Dom and Eric. Three of the men I had met earlier that day were waiting for me. As they welcomed me and told me to make myself comfortable I was relieved by two observations. First they were not dressed in the brotherhood uniform of shorts and tee shirt. All were attired in what I now would call business casual clothing. The second thing I noticed was that the oldest of the alumni guests were not included in my group. Though it was hard to tell I guessed the three men ranged in age from mid thirties to maybe fifty. All were still attractive. I decided that if sex was required I would be ok.
"Good afternoon, John. I am Edward Arrington," the oldest looking of the group said.
"Greetings brother Edward," I said and offered my hand.
I in turn offered my hand to the others as Edward introduced them. They were Stanley Keller and Ralph Fielding. Edward told me that he had been in the brotherhood for thirty years which meant I had guessed his age correctly. I was a bit off on Ralph's age who I had thought to be around forty. He had been a member for thirty-six years which made him the oldest of the three. Stanley was the baby. He had been a member for only twelve years and therefore was in his early thirties at most.
"Now then, before we begin our little history lesson do you have any questions?"
Although I had many questions I politely said that I had none. I wanted to ask if they were all going to fuck me as part of some ritual of passing the torch or whatever. But I didn't dare. They began by telling me of the founding of the brotherhood. The information they gave expanded a little on the information I already had. Names of the early leaders and bit of their philosophical thoughts on the nature of sexual need were discussed. Ralph gave me a book which I was told contained details of the early leader's doctrines. I was to memorize it over the break.
They went on to describe the evolution of the brotherhood over its many years of existence. Though sex and sexual ritual had been a part of the brotherhood from the beginning, its importance grew greatly between the two World Wars. My mentors opined that this was in part due to the general changes in society that came with the wildness of the 1920's. The depression of the thirties only helped to bring the members closer together it seemed. Those that were lucky enough to be able to attend college still did not have the resources for outside entertainment. Simple private pleasures became more important. The majority of the few women available to the students wanted payment for sex. The guys turned increasingly to each other. Sexual liaisons between brothers outside of ritual increased in frequency.
World War Two depressed enrollment and took many alumni brothers to early graves. The brotherhood languished some until the end of the forties. The fifties brought a resurgence in membership as well as a host of curious young men who outwardly appeared to be just like the Beaver's big brother Wally. However, privately sex was becoming ever more acceptable. The straight laced boys of the fifties came from hometowns where girls went all the way. They found themselves in a place where females were scarce. As the founders had discovered young men need outlets for their sexual desires.
During this period of growth the brotherhood also took on the mystic of being the frat to be in. No one really knew why other than the very secretive nature and exclusiveness. Most who craved an invitation to pledge of course had no idea of the brotherhoods sexual philosophies. This new larger group of members infused the brotherhood with new life. As the fifties gave way to the more open and experimental sixties, a new group of leaders added new rituals. Sex began to be celebrated. What had once been only a single pillar of the reasons the brotherhood existed was becoming the core of its purpose. Society continued to become more permissive and taboos were peeled away.
"Though one day we may be able to have a completely open brotherhood where all can know our real feelings, society still does not allow us that freedom," Brother Edward concluded. "You have been given a great deal of trust in being told our secrets. We are proud to be passing along to you these things and helping you take your first steps on the glorious path to brotherhood."
When he finished I was given two more books which would fill in any details they left out. Again I did not have any questions to ask. I thanked them for their time and honestly told them how much I enjoyed talking with them.
"We are not yet done, pledge," Stanley said sternly. "Please stand and reveal yourself for inspection."
I knew what the words meant and obediently stood. I pulled my tee shirt over my head and dropped it on the chair. As I went to lower my shorts I paused. I suddenly remembered my shave. I do not know why that felt embarrassing at that moment. For all I knew those men were as smooth as a cue ball down below. I had a second thought too. I wondered if these particular alumni were just dirty old men that wanted me to look like a little boy. I had seen in the mirror that even hairless I looked like a man. I had never thought that guys who shaved their privates looked younger until I was about to get naked in front of three older men, two of whom were older than my parents. However, I had no choice in the matter. They were brothers and I was a pledge. I couldn't disappoint my friends by screwing up.
I pushed my shorts down and stepped free of them. I stood with my legs slightly spread and my hands at my sides as the looked at my naked body. I was told to turn around and I did. I was told to bend over and I did. They had me place my palms on the floor and spread my feet. I heard them stand and felt them move toward me.
"Very good, John," One of them said.
