I returned to school with mixed feelings. My time with Donna had been great. Sharing intimate information with Doug was very special. I knew that I would miss them both. However, getting back to Kyle and starting our cohabitation was exciting. But there was more to returning to school than just a new living arrangement and an exciting love affair. Though I had studied the brotherhood material well, I was nervous about how I would be tested in the coming weeks. I had no idea how strict or picky the tests might be regarding the AOK lore. There were detailed rules and rituals as well as a long history that included many former leaders' thoughts to know. There was also the matter of sexual trials and hazing to think about. After my first week as a pledge I figured anything was possible.
Fortunately, my concerns could be put off for a few days. I had to return a full week before most students to take care of moving. Resident life insisted that I be checked out of the old room so that a new person could take it on regular move in day. The campus had an eerie feel when I arrived. Most of the athletes wouldn't even be back for another day or two. There was of course a good side to the early return. It meant at least two nights and most of two days I would have to be alone with Kyle. We had talked over the break but had not been able to get together. I missed him and was expecting a wild reunion. I was very disappointed when I learned at resident life that my lover would not be back until the next day. He had been unavoidably delayed by flight cancellations due to bad weather. He was stuck in an airport somewhere and I wouldn't even be able to talk to him. I was going to be spending my first night in our new apartment alone.
As I worked in packing up my stuff at the old place, I was glad that my soon to be former roommate was not on campus yet. I had felt bad to be running out on him. The worse part was that I couldn't even give him a good excuse. Since he and I were not open about sexuality with each other I was not comfortable sharing the real reason that I was moving in with Kyle. I know he felt like I had some issue with him. Once I was packed a senior who worked in residence life offered to help me take my stuff across campus after he did my room inspection.
Ron Jennings like me came from a family that could not afford the cost of college. Unlike me he didn't have an athletic scholarship. I learned that he had two on-campus jobs and a part time gig at a local mall selling sneakers and sweat socks. He was a good looking guy that obviously found time for working out based on the way he filled out his tee shirt. I am not sure why I was immediately interested in what was between his legs. It was more that interest than anything that prompted me to offer to take him to dinner in town as a thank you for helping me move. He accepted adding that he needed to shower and change. Since we were roughly the same size I suggested he use our shower and borrow some clothes instead of trudging to his room in the residence hall. He also accepted that offer.
I showered first while he waited. I was somewhat surprised when I came out of the shower to find him sitting on my bed naked flipping through a magazine. He just smiled at me and headed for the bathroom. I had the treat of a good look at both his front and back sides. I was suddenly way more than interested in him. I decided to see if I might make something happen before we went out. I remained in just the towel while I waited for him to shower. I got an even better opportunity to ogle his body when he walked back into my room drying his hair naked from the neck down. The towel prevented him from seeing me check out his cut cock, nice sized balls and trimmed pubic hair. However, I got caught when I spent too much time trying to figure out what the circular tattoo between his hip and cock was supposed to be.
I covered by quickly say, "Cool looking tat man. What is it?"
He actually walked over to me to give me a closer look as he explained that it was an Aztec symbol. He had chosen it from a collection of medallions that his grandfather had given him.
"I guess you might say it is a tribute," He told me as he showed off the design.
His great-grandfather was Mexican and Ron's grandfather had told stories of their Aztec bloodlines. My new friend did not know if the stories were true but he loved the man who told them and missed having him in his life since his death.
"That's cool, kind of like you will always carry him with," I said in response to his story while fighting my desire to reach out and fondle his cock.
"Yeah, that is how feels to me," He said with a bit of melancholy.
"I wasn't sure where you'd want to eat so I was waiting to pick out clothes for us," I said trying to change the subject.
Standing so close to my handsome new friend fully exposed with just a towel on was causing a bit of a problem. My cock was reacting to desires I did not know if I could chance expressing. Food wasn't exactly a priority to me at that moment.
"Shit, we should keep it casual. You can't afford fancy places any more than I can." He replied.
"Well I wasn't thinking of Jacques Bistro or anything," I said referring to one of the most expansive restaurants in town. "But I could spring for a place where we might need a collar on our shirts."
He laughed at me reference to Jacques. It was fairly unlikely that either of us would ever eat there. When I joined in the laugh it was my turn to be ogled. My towel fell off leaving me totally naked with my semi-erect dick on display. He made no secret of his looking at my hairless semilifter.
"Damn must me a big job keeping it so smooth," He said.
"Oh not so bad. You must have to shave as often to keep yours neat," I responded as if guys had casual conversations about pubic hair grooming all the time.
"Mine is only this neat because I shaved this morning. I tend to let a little stubble build up between shaves. Is yours always so smooth?"
"Well for now it is. But it is new; a pledge thing," I said not thinking that was a forbidden secret.
"Oh, I hear frats make guys do some silly shit during hazing. Which frat?"
"AOK and I guess they could ask worse things than keeping your cock hairless."
"Oh cool, I have a couple of friends that are AOK guys," He said with a mischievous grin. The comment and the look made me almost certain he was into guy play. I assumed his friends had let slip one of the brotherhoods secrets. I figured since he was a senior he hadn't come to the brotherhood's attention until he was already an upperclassmen. Either that or he had chosen not to join.
"They seem to be a good group of guys. Of course I haven't met them all yet."
"The ones I know are great; a lot of fun," He said clearly sending a signal.
Neither one of us were pushing the getting dressed issue. That in itself was enough to tell me he was interested. Most straight guys I knew didn't hang out casually while naked. Even in locker rooms after sharing a shower most guys wanted to get into a pair of underwear pretty quickly. Ron was either extremely open about his body or as I was nearly certain into gay sex. However, even with all my recent experience I had no idea how to move the situation to the next step. Fortunately, he did.
"So, are we going to head out or hop in bed and take care of our other hunger first?" He asked in an incredibly innocent way that I found very sexy.
"I could eat later," I managed to reply.
He smiled and jumped on my bed. He lay on his back with his legs slightly spread and that enticing smile on his handsome face. I joined him on the bed having no idea what the virtual stranger was into. I was full of conflicting thoughts; did he like to kiss, was he only into mutual masturbation, was he a top or bottom, did he even like anal? All of these things swirled in my head as I hesitantly crawled up on the bed next to him. I moved my hand to his chest as I lay on my side next to him. At that point I was immobilized by indecision. I was thrilled when he rolled onto his side, took my balls in his hand and pressed his lips to mine.
