The most exclusive fraternity at the small Midwestern college I attended was Alpha-Theta-Kappa (ΞΞΞ), more commonly called the A-OKs. The interesting thing was it was not money, prestige or any of the usual things that got young men noticed by frats that made A-OK so exclusive. In fact no one outside of the fraternity knew anything about the admission criteria. Despite the fact that they could not offer themselves for membership and the chance of being nominated was slim it seemed every guy with any ambition at all wanted to be an A-OK member.
Personally I was too worried about the transition from home to college life to really care about frats or anything else I considered to be outside the world of academics. I had never been away from home and suddenly found myself several states and hundreds of miles from all that was familiar. Added to that my girlfriend of three years, the only person I had ever had sex with, was going to a different college over a thousand miles away. There was also the pressure of maintaining my dual scholarships since my parents could not afford college tuition. I had earned a half-academic, half-swim team scholarship which provided full funding. In addition I was given a job in the athletic department that would provide spending money. To maintain that sweet deal I had to keep a minimum B plus average and do well enough to make the swim team. At nineteen all of this seemed a great deal of pressure.
The college did its best to help freshmen become successful college students and go on to lead successful lives. There were tutors and organized study groups for all classes. There were professional and peer counselors. Seminars that covered everything from note taking to coping with long distance romances were offered. One of the most unique of the success initiatives was the assignment of an upper-class mentor to every incoming freshman. Though I didn't know it at the time, my mentor would soon change my life.
Troy Allen Phelps was a junior majoring in philosophy with the goal of going on to law school. He had a perfect 4.0 GPA through his first two years of college. He was a great guy that I took an instant liking to the first day I met him. It helped that he was a jock like me. We had both been multisport letterman in high school. Whereas I had settled on swimming for my college sport, soccer had been Troy's best game. He was one of the stars on the previous year's conference championship team. It meant very little to me when he mentioned being a member of AOK at our getting to know each other session.
Though I knew that Troy was required to offer me mentoring as part of his course load that semester, I really believed he cared about my success. Since it wasn't mandatory to be a mentor, I figured that only people really interested in helping others would be involved, especially considering that it was only one semester worth of credit for a whole year commitment. I was certain the budding friendship I felt went both ways. That friendship and the mentor program were tested big time after fall break.
Though it was a financial struggle my mom really wanted me to come home for the fall break and Thanksgiving dinner. I was happy to have the time away form school and studies and long daily swim team practices. Truth was at that point almost the only social activity I had was meeting with Troy and occasionally horsing around with my roommate, Sam. My joy at being home was short lived. After devoting a day and a half to family time I finally got out to see my girlfriend on Friday. I of course had sex on my mind having gone without since two nights before we left for separate colleges. When I suggested a ride out to our old make out spot she seemed as eager as me for a little back seat wrestling.
For about an hour it was like old times in the back seat of my parents huge old Buick. We made out and petted. She sucked my cock and then slipped her panties off and set in my lap. We had found that position worked best in the car. Since it was too cold to screw on a blanket outside, the car's backseat was our only choice. She was on the pill and since neither of us ever had another partner we were both safe. I always loved cumming inside her. Afterward while we were cuddling she dropped her bombshell.
"Tommy, I have to tell you something."
"What baby?"
"Tonight was for old time sake. I met a guy at school that I really like. We have been sort of dating, but haven't done anything yet. I would never cheat on you, so we need to.."
"Damn, fuck, I don't believe this! I love you, Chrissy! Please don't," I began to beg not wanting her to finish her sentence.
"Johnny, baby, you had to know that we couldn't stay together all through college. Aren't there any girls you have thought about at school?"
"No, you are the only one I think about that way," I answered truthfully.
"Well I bet if you lifted your head outta the books and opened your eyes you would see lots of girls looking at you. They always were in high school you know."
"I don't care about other girls, Chrissy."
"You should! We both deserve to experience life. You were the best thing I ever knew in this little town, but I want to try new things. Please understand."
"I don't think I can understand. But what the hell, go ahead be a college slut and start fucking around. Just don't think you are going to get to change your mind and have me back after you go let some jerks use your pussy," I said more out of hurt than anger.
She slapped me as tears welled up in her eyes. The sting on my cheek actually felt good.
"Damn it Johnny why do you have to be a fucking jerk and ruin everything we had?"
"I am not the one wants to fuck other people, Chrissy."
"Damn you! I am sorry this hurts. I didn't do anything on purpose. It is lonely at school away from you. He isn't a jerk that just wants what he can get. Oh god! I told him about you and how I feel about you and he still was nice to me. We haven't even kissed for real. I told him I wouldn't as long as I was with you. Now I guess that was stupid. I fucking hate you! Take me home!"
"Chrissy, I am sorry. I don't want it to be like this. It just makes me nuts to think of you with someone else and not my girlfriend any more. I really do love you!"
"I know Johnny, but I also know that even if I blow this guy off and agree to stay with you there will be another guy or a girl for you. I never even looked at other guys when we were together, but I just can't do this being so far apart. Please don't hate me."
We had one last long deep kiss and warm embrace. After I took her home I cried myself to sleep. The next time we talked she told me that she had done the same thing. Though we had sex again that next summer we both knew it was just a summer fling. It was nice being a couple again but love had been replaced by a comfortable friendship. The sex was good but lacked the passion of our earlier time together. The things we had learned from other lovers along the way did spice things up. But that is a different story.
When I got back to school the first thing I did was seek out Troy. It took me awhile to locate him. He was not in his dorm room or the offices of the mentor program. I checked the student union and the dining hall. I even went to his frat house which was an all but forbidden thing for a non-member to do. The nice student who answered the door told me that Troy was not in the house before gently admonishing me for intruding on the house. Finally, I remembered something Troy had said about a special soccer practice. I went to the field and discovered that I had just missed him. One of the guys who served as a team manager told that he was probably still in the locker room.
Normally, I wouldn't chase a guy into a locker room. However, I didn't want to miss him again as I really needed to talk. Besides being a swim team member it wasn't that odd for me to be in the locker room. It happened that the swim and soccer teams used the same locker room. The indoor and outdoor pools were part of the same athletic complex as the soccer fields. There were about ten guys, most of whom had showered and were getting ready to leave in the room when I came in. I passed a guy I knew from class who was wearing only a towel. To my surprise he whipped off the towel and snapped it in the air about an inch from me apparently trying to catch my ass. I wasn't in the mood for horseplay but seeing the size of the guys cock stopped me in my tracks.
"Hey swim boy, what's up?" He asked as he stood there completely naked.
