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A new fraternity has been established on the campus of the local state university.

The members of Beta Epsilon Zeta -- BEZ, or BEdZ as it is better known -- are in school only seccondarily for an education. Primarily they are at State just for the experience of unbridled sex. They include, among others, the following members...

Mitch is a guard on State's basketball ball team, and is thoroughly and unapololgically heterosexual. Six foot one and 205 pounds, with short blond hair, he has an insatiable sex drive.

Chuck, a theater major, is the resident gay. He doesn't pursue the other members of BEdZ as sexual partners, but is open to any other male on campus. He is 5-8, and 165 pounds, with brown hair, very stylish.

Christopher, a pre-med major, is openly bi-sexual. He figures there's no sense in only being interested in half the human race. He is just under six feet tall, has dark, penetrating eyes, and has a wide infectious smile that takes over his face when he laughs.

Ty is a junior, and is a chemistry major. He is straight, is 5-10, 160 pounds
blonde with blue eyes. He currently rooms with Eric.

Aaron is a sophomore, and is an el-ed major. Aaron has some hidden bi interest, and is the only black living in the house. He stands 5-11, 185 pounds, on a solid muscle frame. And he rooms with Alan.

Alan is a freshman, rather quiet, and unlike nearly everyone else at the House, has no prior sexual experience.

Other characters who figure into this thread include....

Ms. Beth Darlington
42 years old, she is hired by the national BEZ organization to give oversight to the house, coordinate cleaning, meals, and limit the amount of alcohol that flows through the house.
She is divorced, no children.
Five foot six, she maintains a nice figure
Projects an air of authority in the house without being stiffling
She has an affair of some sort going on with at least one faculty member at State, including Jeffrey O'Bannon..
Her words always appear in pink.

Andy Hardlin
a sophomore, he has not yet declared a major
5, 11, weighs 165 pounds
deep blue eyes, magnetic personality
bi-sexual
lives very much in the moment
his new roommate was to be Joel, but Joel has moved to Chuck's room (see Matthunter's post for more info on Joel)
His posts appear in orange.

Stan
a freshman
about 6 feet, weighs 165 pounds
red hair
major is education
comes from a wealthy family
drives a 94 Cutlass, one of the pool of cars available for house members
appears he may be one of Ms. Darlington's pets
he is very outgoing
his roommate is Rick

Anne
Political science professor at the university
friend / lesbian lover of Beth Darlington
age and appearance has not yet been determined.

Richard, or Rick
a junior
6 foot 5, easily the tallest guy at the house... but it was as if the signals got crossed going from his head all the way to his feet; he was naturally clumsy.
thin, with wavy brown hair
chemistry major
has an easy-going way about him that puts everyone at ease.
his roommate is Stan

Dr. Jeffrey O'Bannon
faculty member at State
has taught in the Mathematics Department for the past eight years
44 years old
five foot nine, 160 pounds
married to Jenny; their marriage has cooled off sexually
sex toy for Beth Darlington

Will McPharron
a freshman
major is undecided at this point.
5 foot nine, his hair is long and jet black
raised in a warm, supportive family, he is easily and naturally expressive of his emotions.
His posts appear in green.

Mark Evans
6 foot 2, 215 pounds, solid muscle
short brown hair, dark green eyes
Still a member of the national Beta Society, though he no longer lives at the House. He had lived there his Junior and Senior years at State, when as a star soccer player he had gotten State's team into the NCAA tournament, only to blow his knee out in the semi-finals. That fateful injury changed his plans to sports management, which necessitated another two years at State following what should have been his senior year.
He is 24 years old, has an apartment off campus, and spends his free time coaching at soccer clinics and camps while finishing his advanced degree. He is also an assistant coach for the men and women's soccer teams.
His posts appear in blue.

Tony Myers is a junior, and plays on the lacross team at State. A native of Mississippi, he has a strong southern accent and treats others with customary southern charm. He is 5 foot ten, weighs 185 pounds, and has short dark hair. He is a sports management major. He is dating Nicole.

If the fraternity has others drop by on this site for visits, the personalities and physical traits of these, and perhaps other members of the frat house, will be developed further.

Anyone on campus... anyone... is welcome to stop by and check out BEdZ.

The men of BEdZ are hoping to chat, and maybe encounter, anyone who stops for a visit, short or long...

Feel free to introduce yourself... and see what develops!

P.S. You can also pm me if you want to discuss any possibilities in private first. The welcome to the BEdZ fraternity is wide open!

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Kyrin Joans is a creative writing major. She is about 5'9 and curvy. She has long pale blonde hair that reached the small of her back and looked fabulous compares with her violet eyes. She's part of the college volleyball team and a devoted biker. She heard plenty of rumors about the BEdZ sorority boys and decided to go see for herself what was up. She roared up to the sorority on her blue and gold Yamaha. She swung of pullng the helmet off and letting her hair fall down her shoulder. She had on a pair of black leather pants a black and blue striped halter top and a blue leather jacket. She strode up to the door and knocked waiting for someone to answer.
 
Christopher... or Chris... opened the door.

"Hello, Lady," he smiled. He stuck out a hand, inviting her in. "Welcome to Beta Episilon Zeta! Is there anyone in particular you're here to see?" he offered with a wide smile.

There were three other guys in the living room to the right, watching TV. They all shouted greetings. One jumped up and joined Chris at the entry way of the house.

"I'm Ty," he announced, hand outstreached to shake hers. "What's your name?" He was about 6 foot, with blond hair. His blue eyes sparkled.
 
Ava a 21 year old girl,had been seeking a role in modeling for a couple years,and had only managed to get a couple shoots.Nothing serious.But one time,she had heard some people speak of the BEdZ sorority boys,and had ignored her curiousty but when she heard of them once more a couple months later,she took a break from her work and drove off with her best friend,Amanda who was 18.Driving up the narrow driveway,she parked her car,before getting out,flicking her waist length,wavy blonde hair over her shoulder and looked over to Amanda who got out ignoring her black hair that blew in her face.Ava was 100% straight,and wasen't ashamed to admit she was sorta a sex-addict.But her friend Amanda was another story.She had a drop-dead body that any guy would die for.But was still unsure about everything.But thought she was most likely bisexual.
 
It was turning out to be a busy afternoon at the BEdZ fraternity. As Ty and Kyrin started to strike up a conversation, Chris noticed two more women approach the front porch. As he stepped out to greet them, Mitch returned from an afternoon basketball scrimmage, hot and sweaty, but still looking good.

Chris was in front of the girls, coming down the steps of the porch, while Mitch strolled up behind them as he came back from the basketball courts.

"Ladies! It's so good to see you," Chris began. And indeed it was. They were both gorgeous, but he was drawn most to Amanda; perhaps she gave off a "hey, I'm open to anything" vibe that he recognized so well within himself.

As he gave a nod of his head to her that gave an invitation to sit on the porch and chat, Mitch reached out to Ava. He'd found his girl for this night, he was pretty certain, if his sweatiness didn't disqualify him. But then, he was more than willing to shower quickly... or take his time, if not alone.

He spoke to the cute blonde. "Hi, I'm Mitch; it's really exciting to see you here today. I'm curious who you are, and how I can make you feel... at home here. Wanna come in and chat?"
 
"Hi Ty, my name's Kyrin." she said flashing him a smile. He was kinda cute but more importantly was he adventurous. She stepped back giving him the once over before she spoke again. "You wanna go on a ride on my motorcycle?" she asked her eyes dancing mischeviously. It was all depending on his answer what her opion of him would be. She loved guys who were willing to try risky adventorous stuff.

Kyrin was as alaways on the move so without waiting for a responce she turned and strode of the porch and skirted the group hanging around at the bottom of the stairs. She strode over to her motorcycle and put her helmet back on. She reached behind her grabbing the other helment and holding it up. "Are you coming or what? Either way I'm burning out of here in 3 minutes." she said flashing him a mischevious grin before snapping down the visor on her helment.
 
"You'd better believe I'm coming, Darling!" he announced.

He grabbed the helmet enthusiastically. "As long as this helmet's for me," he added. "There's a brain inside this pretty head," he added. He was a chemistry major, and prided himself on his intellect, as well as his looks.

Throwing his leg over the seat, he snuggled close to her, his arms firmly around her waist. He liked what he felt, both with his hands and his...

Well, he found Kyrin plenty exciting!

"Ready!" he announced.
 
"Alrighty then!" she said. She revved up the motorcycle and took off. She pushed the motorcycle to stop speeds roaring up the road. As they neared the campus gates she pulled up on the handle bars doing a wheely. She laughed carefree. They road for a while before pulling onto a dirt road. She slowed pulling over by some trees. She swung her leg over the side of the bike dismounting. She took her helment off shaking her blonde hair. She smiled at him before sitting on the ground against a tree. "That was fun! I don't know what it is but riding just makes me feel so free..ya know." she said looking dreamily up at the clouds.
 
Kari got off the city bus a few blocks away, and tentatively walked the quarter of a mile to the new sorority. She was never much for sororities, but her parents insisted upon it. A black backpack on her back, and a matching messenger bag on her shoulder, she walked up to the front steps, her black hair rippling in the wind and her green eyes shining. At 5'3 she had the perfect body. Perky double D breasts, a round ass, legs and arms that were muscular enough to show off their shape, but not enough to turn a guy off. Her mother was of Japanese decent, so the mix of Western and Japanese made her all the more beautiful.
Kari knocked on the door before opening it, Hello? Anyone here? She walked into the foyer and looked in awe around her. Vaulted ceilings, handcrafted staircases, she knew she would love go to classes and live here. I'm looking for Chris! she yelled again.
 
Aaron rounded the corner as the unfamiliar female voice rang out, calling for Chris.

"Uh, sorry, Chris doesn't seem to be here at the moment. I'm Aaron, how are you? Can I help you?" he asked warmly.

He was immediately captivated by her green eyes. There was a depth and beauty to them that made him lose his train of thought for just a moment.

As she told him her name, Kari, he recognized her as the new girl, a freshman, that Chris had described meeting when he was doing orientation for the newer students earlier in the week. He was sure how old she was, but she looked too young to be on a college campus... but who knows?

As she looked around the entrance of the frat house, he took a quick glance over her body, liking, immensely, everything that he saw.

Aaron was an el-ed major, and hoped that talking about kids might open up a common thread of conversation, but as he glanced her over, his eyes dwelt a second too long on her breasts. Damn! I want a piece of that, he thought to himself.

Then his eyes went to hers, and she was looking straight at him. She'd caught his lustful stare. He was blushing, but since he was black... well, it was hard to tell.
Kyrin was off the bike, taking her helmet off and flipping her hair, and leaning with her back against the tree before Ty even knew they had stopped. He had been scared shitless by the hair-raising ride, but he wasn't about to let her know.

He tried to be nonchalent as he got off the bike and removed his helmet. He sat in front of her, Indian style, and peered into her violet eyes. He wasn't sure if she felt it, but he was instantly aware of a chemistry here; it got strongest, for him, as his hands gripped her waist on the bike.

"So, tell me about Kyrin Jones," he invited. "Tell me what makes her tick." Unconsciously he licked his lips as he studied her.
Back in the early 90's, the national BEZ organization began to crack down on their houses at universities across the nation, seeking to limit the amount of alcohol consumption. The death of a junior, Rich Daniels, at the house at the University of San Antonio led to sweeping reforms.

The BEZ house at State had been especially resistant to new alcohol consumption limits, so a nanny of sorts was hired to give oversight, coordinate cleaning and meals at the house, and generally limit the amount of alcohol flowing through the house.

A Ms. Rebeccca Darlington was hired for this express purpose five years earlier and had done a great job establishing order and some level of discipline without being stifling. Little was known by the men of the house besides the fact that she was divorced at some point earlier in her life, and remained warm but somewhat elusive.

Ms. Darlington was 42 years old, and maintained a pleasing figure. Her hair was dark and short, and she wore a minimum of make-up.

Under her direction, the flow of alcohol nearly dried up, but was replaced by another kind of thirst... a different manifestation of desire... and that thirst was for sex.

As long as no women were abused or hurt in any way in the house, there was no restriction on the flow of females into the house, at any time... or males, either, for that matter.

And for all the wanton sexuality flowing through the BEdZ house, Ms. Darlington was never known to partake in any of it herself. She managed to keep a kind of professional distance from the boys, really, who lived there... boys when compared to her age.

Well, that would be a distance between herself and nearly all the boys, that is.

There were two who seemed to be... her pets.
 
This was a great University. At least that's what Joel DeMarcus told himself as he made his way to his new frat house... where he was told to meet up with Chuck and a few other guys. He didn't know much about them, but expected what most University Transfers expect... to be initiated, and then welcomed...

He loved partying, but was sort of reserved, simply due to the questions that had been plaguing him for nearly a decade. At the age of twenty two, Joel was a four year Graduate Student, with four more years remaining, to earn his doctorate in Criminal Law and Intelligence. Although smart, his above-average looks hard garnered him some luck with the sorrorities back at his hometown of Los Angeles in the past, and a meaningful relationship last summer with his long-time friend Kasi.

With a transfer to State, he was now looking at having to start all over... the dreadful game of finding new friends, determining enemies, claiming ground,a nd living the frat-life, all over agian. For four years he had made a good reputation for being a nice, caring, passionate guy, and one that always had a good time. Now, he was having to start fresh, knowing no one here at State.

With him being a new member of the basketball team, he had ran into Mitch before... the stereotypical college jock who wants every chick he can find, and will have nothing to do with intolerance or shyness. Joel on the other hand was a little bit on the shy,a nd reserved side himself, except when he felt comfortable.

Making his way up the drive, and pulling around the side, where there were a few spots left, Joel parked his Black 2010 CAdillac DTS. With a semi-anxious sigh, he opened the door, and stepped out. With a few steps he was at the truck, opening it and taking out his suitcases, bookbag, laptop case, atache case, and several other pieces of luggage.

His dark black hair, stiffened by gel, didn't move as the air caught it. The slight 'messy' look was the new trend, and he had been told he looked good with his hair in that style, so he kept it that way, despite what his mother thought. Wearing sandals, a pair of beach shorts, and a skin-tight cutoff, Under Armor shirt, Joel walked toward the house.

On the front steps were a few girls and a couple of guys, one of whom was Mitch, one of State's Basketball Guards. Casually Joel made his way to the front of the house, and to the setps, making sure not to drop his luggage, some of which he left in the car that he'd get after unpacking a bit first.

As Joel approached the stairs, Mitch caught him out of the corner of his eye.

"Hey Mitch, where should I put my things?" Joel asked politely, not wanting to disturb the, obviously intrigued and excited, Basketball Gaurd.
 
Mitch and Ava were engaged in a playful, flirty conversation when Joel pulled into the driveway.

Mitch's sights, and attention, were fully focused on the blonde standing increasingly close to him, and he barely paid attention who got out of the vehicle until he heard his name being mentioned.

His head snapped around, and it took a second to process the face. Oh yeah, the new kid on the squad.

"Hey, Joel, awesome to see you! Welcome to Beta," Mitch announced; welcoming people to the frat's nickname -- Bedz -- waited till they knew why a person was really there. Mitch extended a hand to Joel, and they did a sports hug: hand clasped, momentarily caught between the chests before a perfunctory two slaps were given with a fist to the other guy's back.

Just then Chuck was rounding the wide staircase, on his way down to nowhere in particular.

Mitch glanced back at Ava -- he had no intention of letting her get away, even to another brother -- so he motioned to Chuck. "Hey, Chuck, this is Joel, one of our new pledges. Wanna show him his room? He's with Andy, second floor." And then just before turning his laser back the cute blonde waiting patiently. "Chuck will take good care of you; I'll catch you later, man."

Chuck's wide smile flashed as he welcomed Joel. Chuck's radar was forever on, and something about this new pledge made him take a liking to him immediately. He motioned with his head while reaching for one of Joel's bag. "We'll head this way. you're gonna love it here, man. And Andy's a great guy." Chuck was just wishing that Joel had been assigned to his room.
 
Joel smiled curiously at Chuck... 'what a nice guy', Joel thought to himself. A little bit of disappointment came over Joel as he entered the room and left Chuck behind. He stepped into the room carrying some of his luggage. Inside were two beds, one that looked unoccupied, and the other had magazines and other items on it.

Joel smiled... 'nothing like a frat house' he thought to himself.

[About a half hour later]

After unpacking all of his luggage, and making a second trip to his Cadillac to get the remainder of his stuff, Joel sat on his bed. He felt tired, but also curious. He was sitting in a frat house at a new University and knew no one, except Mitch a little bit, and had just met Chuck.

Thinking about the two, and this Andy guy, what he'd be like and what he'd look like, a slow thought crossed Joel's mind. He shook it away, and laughed it off as nonsense. He lay back on his bed, lying on top of the sheets and blanket.

As he dozed off, his mind began wandering, drifting to the endless possibilities, and seeking through his fears of what could happen. He was excited, but he was scared. He was...


[A few hours later]

With the sound of someone rapping at the door, Joel sat up in his bed. He stretched his arms out, trying to get his muscles working after his power nap. Man... all he had done was say hello to a few people, unpack, and sleep so far... 'this was exciting', he thought to himself. The door started to open, and just as it did, Joel felt uneasy. He felt like he had...

'OH NO!' he screamed inside his head... He ruffled at his pants trying to control his bulging package... 'damn wet dreams!’ he mumbled. The door opened, and his bulge was still visible.
 
She was about 5' 6" and around 130 pounds. Alaine had gone on for the past three years with her head in books. She thought to her self. It was her senior year at college and she hadn't done anything but bring in the grades. She had a few drinks with friends and of course but she always ended up being the designated driver and nothing really great happened. She had guys come on to her before...

No she thought. Last year there was a real decline in guys talking to her. Maybe its because she had a reputation. Come to think of it she had heard a lot about herself while roaming the campus going to class. She frowned as she thought about how little she had really gained from college. Here she was with a 4.0 and top of her class and for what?

She pulled out her mirror quickly to make sure she looked decant. Her blue eyes stared back at her with fiery determination. She let her brunet hair out of its bun and it fell down to her mid back. She patted down her jean skirt and undid the top button of her pink vest revealing her white undershirt. She ran her arms down her curves once more to check for wrinkles. She was very pleased with her image.

She then decided to take detour to her apartment and cut by a fraternity she had heard was known for being the place for a good time. She scampered off still holding her books close to here chest towards the detour.

When she got to the house and saw all the people on the porch she began to doubt herself. What if theres someone I know there? It could ruin everything I dream of having.

As she began to doubt, she started blushing and slowly turning away.
 
Chuck headed up the stairway to let the new guy know that it was about time for dinner.

Attendance at dinner wasn't mandatory, but Ms. Darlington did like a nice show of the guys. It helped to foster a sense of unity in the house, and the guys were going to eat anyway.

As a courtesy that wasn't normally granted to members of the house, Chuck rapped on Andy and Joel's door. Andy had been out all afternoon, and it was anyone guess when he would arrive.

Chuck rapped his knuckles on the door a couple of times, then swung it open; he it been latched, he probably would have waited. It wasn't, he didn't.

But he soon wished he had. Joel was startled and apparently embarrassed. Chuck smiled, to put the new guy at ease, then surveying the situation, quickly saw why Joel was so unsettled.

Joel's gelled hair was a shambles, but that was no big deal. Instead, Chuck's eyes settled on the bulge in Joel's pants and the tell-tale dark wet spot. The smile broadened as Chuck, in a moment's time, decided to say the first thing that popped in his head.

"Damn, man, nice package!" he complimented.

In that same moment, Chuck had Joel mentally undressed, imaging him with seven inches, shaved, and very, very desirable. Suddenly Chuck was terribly horny. But a diversion was called for.

"How 'bout putting on some new pants and heading on downstairs? It's taco night, and you're gonna love it, man."

Chuck turned and exited the room, still smiling. The mental image was still strong.
 
Joel anxiously laughed off Chuck's comment. Had he really just said that? Standing up from his bed, he dropped his pants, and put on a new pair... this was embarrassing for him. He wasn't sure what Chuck would tell everyone, or if he would. He hoped he didn't... Joel was starting to like the guy for being so open. It was, of course, obvious that he was gay.

A crooked smile came across Joel's face when he looked in the mirror at himself.

"That is horrible!" He said aloud. His hair was matted because of the pillow, and he couldn't let people see him so... messed up. So, he grabbed a bottle of gel and fixed the hair problem, before leaving the room.

Downstairs a little commotion could be heard, some laughter, some minor arguing. It all seemed like a home... something Joel has been missing for a very long time. He made his way through the spectacle of a living area, and into the kitchen/dining room.

Taking a seat at the table next to Chuck, he looked around at everyone. They all glanced at him a bit, all giving warm smiles. So, with what seemed to be all his courage, he spoke up.

"Hey everyone... I'm Joel. I'm the new fratboy for, the infamous... BEdZ."

A few of the guys responded welcoming him. For the first time in a long time, he felt welcome, and... a bit awkward. Chuck kept glancing over at him, and so did some of the other guys. For a second he thought maybe it was because Chuck was gay and they thought he was to... but, then again, they were accepting of Chuck the way he is...

Joel just smiled and joined in on some of the small talk, just as Ms. Darlington brought out the tacos and commodities.
 
By the time he got to the base of the stairs, Chuck had forgotten all about Joel's little mishap. Well... not completely forgotten all about it, but tucked it away in his own memory bank. The last thing he had any intention of doing was mock the new guy in front of the rest of the house. That wouldn't be any way to become friends with him... or anything else that might open up down the road.

If asked later, most of the other house members would remember Joel's entrance to be nonspectacular, which was fine with everyone else. Each guy was allowed to find his own place, and the more low-key, the better.

Ms. Darlington spotted Joel and gave him the welcome she gave all new pledges... after setting down a bowl of taco meat and a plate of warm, softshells, she came over and gave him a warm, motherly kiss on the forehead. "Welcome, Dear, it's nice to have you at Beta," she said warmly. She knew pretty much all that went on there, but never, ever called the house anything other than it's proper name.

Chuck, on one side of Joel, and Aaron, on the other, engaged him in conversation, getting to know his story, and sharing a bit about who they were. By all indications, each guy was accepted just for who he was. "Not give a hassle, don't get a hassle;" that seemed to be the motto of BEdZ, and it worked remarkably well.

There were several missing from the table, for various reasons. Some were with girlfriends, or boyfriends; some were at class. Joel's new roommate, still unknown and unrecognizable to him, was engaged in a chat with a girl named Alaine.
Like nearly all the guys at BEdZ, Andy's radar was always on.

He was on the porch, chatting with several other guys late in the afternoon when we saw a cute girl coming down the sidewalk, giving nervous glances toward the house. She was clutching her books close to her chest, and that made Andy wonder just what was under the books.

Andy was 5, 11, weighed 165 pounds, and though in his sophomore year, had not yet declared a major. He was racking up a nice assortment of general ed credits, but just didn't have a goal in mind. Actually, his goal was the moment... right now. Not five years from now, or even five minutes from now... right now.

That description matches millions of people, and they are called bums. Unless they are Andy Hardlin at State, as a member of BEdZ, and suddenly, matched with his magnetic personality and deep blue eyes, and then you can go a long way on sheer force of cuteness, which he did.

He scoped over this girl, undressing her as he did and imagining what was underneath, when she started to pull a u-turn on the sidewalk. Andy kicked up from his chair, nearly knocking over someone's Diet Dr. Pepper. "Hey! Don't leave," he shouted to the girl, who glanced back nervously. He wasn't quite running after he left the porch two steps at a bound, but nearly. She was still walking, but he had caught up with her in a matter of seconds.

His hand reached for her back -- pretty forward, but what the hell, this was Andy -- and his body then turned so that he was walking backward, almost in front of her.

"Hi, I'm Andy. And it's really good to see you! What's your name?" He was still walking backward, smiling widely, pouring on the charm. Her long, light brown hair immediately drew him in.
 
Joel began to feel a bit warmer, and welcomed. Ms. Darlington had been so great at amking him feel at home, and he knew she was more aware of him than she let on. With Chuck and Aaron striking up conversation, Joel decided to join in.

"So, guys, what do we do around here for fun? What sort of stuff you guys into?" Joel was breaking down his nervous wall, and allowing himself to be calm, and relaxed. He couldn't help by tell that Chuck was occasionally looking over him, and he got the same feel from the dark spectacle of a man who sat beside hima s well.. Aaron.

This was just what he had wanted. A warm, inviting, and calm atmosphere, with a lot of unique people. His curiousness in the two men began to swell in his mind. He knew what he was feeling, but he couldn't allow himself to give in, at least not now... not this soon.

Joel looked up suddenyla nd turned to both Chuck and Aaron. "Hey, why don't we take a ride in my car and go to the lake? I love swimming, how about you guys?" The invitation was clearly for anyone who wanted ot go, and Joel didn't mind that, but he specifically wanted Aarona nd Chuchk to go with him... that's all that mattered to him. He wanted... neeeded... to get to know them better.

Standing up after having ate his dinner, he thanked Ms. Darlington as he walked up the stairs to get dressed. Chuck and Aaron were behind him at the table still by the time he made it to the upstairs bathroom with his clothes. Entering the bathroom, he pushed the door a bit, thinking it was closed.

A desperate and anxious look appeared on his face as he examined himself. "Okay... what are you thinking? This is crazy... Oh, man..." Joel jurmurred to himself. 'Oh well." he finally said, resigning to his decision.

Joel began undressing in the bathroom, first with his shirt coming off, exposing his hard, and chisseled pecs. He had always been one to have a good physique, as he knew it impressed both the women and the men. He loved the idea of being the thing everyone was staring at, but still, he was quite shy.

His left nipple was a bit swollen due to a piece of metal that was piercing it. He had just got the piercing two days ago, because he felt the urge to be different at State, to be more free... to be himself. He looked at it in the mirror,a nd gently carressed it. Electricity flowed through his body, starting to turn him on.

Not every guy or girl cna turn themselves on, but he could. He admired his body, as if it weren't his, as if he were spectating another man. He unfastened his belth, and unbottoned his shorts, to let them slide down. The shorts stayed in place, and he knew exactly why.

Looking down, he smiled a bit at the bulge showing through the shorts. The hidden mystery that lay behind those black boxer-briefs were not only in his mind, but that of Chuck and Aaron, and he knew that. He moved his shorts over the bump, and allowed them to drop to the floor.

Standing half-naked in front of the mirror, with only his boxer-briefs on, he admired hismelf subconciously, not moving from his frozen position.

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Piercing - Reference Picture
 
It was late August, and it was still plenty warm in the evening.

Chuck and Aaron heard Joel's invitation, and gave each other a "what the hell" sorta look, and asked around if anyone else wanted to go. Seemed the invitation was open to all... pretty much how all things were at BEdZ.

This one begged off, and then another, and it became pretty clear it was just going to be the three of them, which suited them just fine. And as far as they were both concerned, if there was anyway possible, they'd be swimming in the buff. What college guy wore swim trunks if he didn't have to.

In a matter of minutes they had suits on (for the ride), and towels slung across their shoulders. Chuck wasn't particularly athletic, though he still had a nice body. Aaron, on the other hand, had started working out far earlier than any white kids figured to, and the head start showed in his defined ripples of muscle.

Going down the hall, they pounded on Joel's closed door. "Ready whenever you are," they announced. "See you on the porch." The porch at BEdZ was the unannounced meeting place.
 
Joel smiled wuickly as he came out of his daze. He looke ddown at his bulging package, and just shook it off as nothing big. He decided to put his shorts back on and use them as trunks, but first, he'd drop the underwear.

After dropping his boxer-briefs, he slid into his soft shorts, and left his shirt off. His left nipple throbbed a bit, but he didn't mind it. He actually enjoyed the slight pinch it gave and the exual electricity it seemed to send through his body.

He opened the door, and took his clothes to his bunk and left them there on his pillow. Leaving the room with his towel over his right shoulder, chest in full view, he went downstairs and onto the porch.

"Ready guys?" Joel said as he walked onto the porch. He examined Chuck and Aaron. Aaron's muscle definition was excellent. Joel always appreciated a guy who treated his body right. Chuck on the other hand wasn't buff, but he wasn't flab either. With normal definition, he seemed innocent, and playful. Chuck and Aaron turned around to see Joel standing there, still bulging a bit, but right now, Joel didn't care, he wasn't as embarrassed as before.

He seemed comfortable and open around Chuck, and having not known Aaron, he guessed him as well. The three got into Joel's Cadillac, Chuck and Aaron admired the car. It obviously wasn't the normal college guy's car... it wasn't all about speed or power, it was comfortable, luxurious, and well-kept.

Joel pulled out fo the parking space, drove down the narrow driveway, and put the windows down. A warm stream of air filled the car as they drove toward the lake. On the way, Joel peered into the back and watched one of the guys, while subconsciously thinking of various scenarios,a nd what-ifs... he was nervous... VERY nervous. But he felt... comfortable.

When they arrived at the beach, it seemed that no one else thought of the idea, besides them. The sand was empty of anyone, and the sun was just starting the early process of setting. Joel exited the car, as well as Chuck and Aaron. He ran toward the water, but stopped right before reaching the rim of the waves.

He looked around him, and shivered a bit. This was it... this could change everything. Chuck and Aaron ran up behind him and stopped beside him. Joel looked at Chuck and smiled. Aaron and Chuck returned a smile.

(To-Be-Continued-By: BEdZ)
 
Aaron gave another glance up and down, around the lake; there was nobody to be seen.

"These aren't gonna work," he announced, and wiggled the shorts off of his ass, revealing a five inch cock, without an erection. He flipped his balls, to loosen the skin from its sweaty stickiness, then stretched his legs and dashed into the water. About fifteen feet in, he dove under the surface of the water and disappeared.

Chuck wasn't one for inhibitions either, and following Aaron's lead, tossed his trunks onto the sand and ran in after Aaron, whooping and hollering like a sixth grader.

Neither one had given Joel a second glance as they barreled into the lake; they figured he'd catch up.
 
Joel smiled and laughed a bit as the guys got nude beside him and ran into the lake. Like any good college guy, he untied his trunks and dropped them. His bulge had subsided a bit, but it was still obvious he was a bit horny. He walked casualy toward the water, but before reaching a few feet in, he started to run and then dived, as Aaron had, into the water, and under its surface.

He swam for what seemd hours under the water, but really it was only a few seconds. The water was suprisingly clean and clear, for beign a lake. He caught a glance of an ass, and a dick as he came up from under water. The 5-inch dick of Aaron was still a bit floppy, but the perky ass on Chuck was all but asleep.

Joel felt awkward as he grew harder each moment. The guys swam around the lake a bit. Joel, teased Chuck.

"Hey big guy... come get me!" Joel pushed forward, swimming toward a row-boat dock. He kept swimming as Chuck took chase to him. As he approached the dock, a swift underwater current pushed him forward toward the dock, causing him to collide with the logs holding it up. His back hit the log and he let out a playful grunt. It hurt a little bit, but nothing serious. Just then, Chuck was caught by the current, and thrown right toward Joel's direction. Before he could move or brace himself, Chuck was pushed right into him.

Their bodies met. A semi-hard, and defined Joel was now pushed against the healthy and soft body of Chuck. The sensations in Joel's body were tremendous. Aaron was nowhere to be seen, he was off swimming somewhere when Joel had teased Chuck to follow him. Chuck's eyes got big as he looked at Joel's face, knowing that their bodies were touching.

Joel's semi-hard erection was no more... instead, he was full-blown stiff as a deadman. His nipples, floating about the water line a bit, as he paddled with his feet, not moving from his spot, were obviously cold. The goosebumps on his chest and nipples surged a charge of sexual thoughts through his mind... he moved his hand.

Chuck stared, in semi-shock and disbelief. Joel was good at picking up on people's behavior. Since he was going into Criminal Law and Intelligence, he had taken a liking to psychology of the human mind, and took special interest in the psychology of the male mind. Joel moved his hand underneath the wanter onto Chuck's chest.

His palm encompassed part of Chuck's pec, and the warmth went through his body. The touch was all-but innocent. Joel was finally going to do it... to just come out and be himself. A small glisten in his eye as he moved forward. His finger grazed Chuck's tingling nipple as he moved closer, face-to-face.

Joel was ready for this. He felt it. He knew it. Just as Joel's moist lips touched Chuck's, Aaron flew up from behind Chuck, scaring the two. For a slight moment there, a fire had been lit. Chuck allowed Joel to express himself,a nd to express his interest. Too bad Aaron had just put that fire out... for the time being.
 
Chuck was guessing that the exact same thing was happening under the surface to Joel's body as was happening to him.

He found Joel hugely attractive and had been playing fantasy games in his own mind ever since chatting at the dinner table, and now the desires those mind games had stoked were burning full blaze.

Their bodies touched, and Chuck felt something akin to a jolt of electicity flow through him. Desire was turned into full-scale lust.

Joel's hand on his chest was nearly answered with Chuck's hand which was moving under the surface of the water toward Joel until their lips met.

Just as quickly Aaron crashed into him, Chuck turned, playfully threatening the well-built black man. In a real contest, Chuck would have been no match, but Aaron pretended to try to get away, allowing Chuck to grab him by the waist to dunk him.

As Aaron was momentarily lifted from the water, his own five inches were becoming eight thick inches, and the view was perfectly clear to Joel.
 
As Alaine heard Andy yellin for her to come back she decided that it wouldn't be wise to do so. Seeing as she hadn't really done anything in college she wasn't just about to swim into the deep end and hang out with the infamous fraternity on campus. At least thats what she told herself.

In truth she was more than a little shy, this was part of the reason she hadn't done much while at school. But apparently this wasn't going to stop Andy. Alaine jumped a little as Andy's hand went around her back.

As he said his name and walked backwards, still holding on to her she noticed, she decided right then and there that most of the stories about BEdZ was true. Andy being as forward as he was caught her completely off guard. She had expected that maybe someone would be interested enough to come up and ask her if she was lost or something like that but nothing as forward as Andy.

As a result she stuttered slightly as she spoke, "Oh h-hi. M-my names Alaine." She put on her best nonchalant face as she said so as to make it seam she was used to this.
 
If Andy was good at anything, it was reading people. He had hoped that this girl would be a quick warmer, but that didn't seem to be the case. Tone it down, he told himself.

He kept walking backward, but his hand withdrew from her back.

"Hi, Alaina... that's a beautiful name," he commented, thinking beautiful name, cute girl.

He continued, without skipping a beat. "I'm Andy... it's really nice to meet you!" The charm continued.

"Hey, have a few minutes? I'd love to chat and get to know you just a little..." His eyes were expectant, inviting. He started to slow, essentially causing her to slow. He was careful to maintain eye contact; he wanted to scan her over... check out her boobs, her hips, her... everything. Instead, he stayed zeroed in on her eyes. They were beautiful, if hesitant.

Slower and slower they walked, until finally they came to a stop, about thirty feet from an intersection. He leaned back against a lamp post, his leg bent in so that his foot was resting on the pole. He looked thoroughly relaxed. He hoped his ease would put her at ease.

Please talk to me, girl... please just relax a little and talk to me, he begged silently.
 
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