In my collegiate days at Yale, I was a member of the elite secret society The Skull and Bones. The sons of the great names within American Society and many of the future names believed to have the potential for greatness were brought together in a united brotherhood to bond us for future gains in the world beyond.
As a way to bond us, the Bonesmen would present us with challenges, competitions, situations to endure, and situations to enjoy.
One of which was the sharing of women.
Orgies and more personal threesomes often arranged with a female secret society founded to often produce spouses and mistresses for us Bonesmen. But the main one was an organized "Train" where each man of the society would take turns on the woman to completion inside her. The idea that we would all trust one another enough not to infect the rest.
The lucky woman often a townie heavily drugged would be given a copious amount of Plan B and a five-figure check before being sent on her way with a sore body and dripping cunny.
Ever the performer I made it a point to be the last of my specific class as we rose through the years. Every year once I was initiated I would load up on Zinc, Protein, and Hydrate and abstain for weeks edging for the entire day so that when I finally blew my load it would top the woman off and leave her a cream-filled mess for the rest of the men behind me. Their angry jeers and the delighted laughs of the upperclassmen echoed through the ceremonial chamber.