Date: Fri, 27 Apr 2001 15:07:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Walsh <alt76frat@yahoo.com>
Subject: Fraternity Memoirs Part 4

Fraternity Memoirs, Part 4 -- The Pledge Class Goes Camping

	I was sitting in Stats class Tuesday afternoon and adrift in my
thoughts. I was trying to put in perspective all that happened last night
at the circle jerk and getting hard looking at Adam this morning. It
bothered me that I was turned on by another guy. I still liked chicks, that
was for certain. What happened last night wasn't necessarily gay; there was
no physical contact. So where did that leave it? My erection seeing Adam
could have just been confused admiration during a state of repressed sexual
life. And I had never really been around other guys naked in an aroused
state. It could have just been extreme curiosity. I decided that I was
having fun, I was just going to go with it, and until I had a dick in my
mouth and my wrist was limp, I wasn't gay.

	Thursday after Library Hours, we were given a list of what we
needed to purchase and bring along with us on the camping trip. Here's the
list (to the best of my memory): Pillows, Food (enough for the Pledges and
6 Brothers), Beverages, Alcohol, Warm Clothes, Bathing Suits, Hiking Boots,
Towels, Batteries, Flashlights, Ax, String, Matches, Lighter Fluid, Soap,
Shaving Cream, Disposable Razors, Baby Oil, Lubricant, Condoms, Young
Scientist Kit and anything else deemed necessary for successful camping. It
also said that the Fraternity would provide Tents and Sleeping Bags. We
were given Thursday night "off" to go out and get the supplies. We didn't
have to all go, but we had to at least be in pairs. I hadn't seen Adam all
day and I was glad.

Some of the Pledges wanted to stay behind and visit their girls for a booty
call. We couldn't say no to that, so Matt and I went to the supermarket. A
few of the other pledges went to a Hardware Store. Matt and I bought a ton
of food and drinks. Better safe than sorry. We had no idea what some of the
shit was for and therefore how much to get, like the shaving cream and
razors?!? They're cheap, so we bought 5 packs of 10 razors and 4 bottles of
shaving cream. Baby oil? What purpose could baby oil have on a camping
trip? We bought 4 bottles of that as well.  Condoms? Lube? I suggested to
Matt that maybe we would be lucky and the Brothers wood hire a few hookers
for some fun in nature. Matt suggested that maybe we would be fucking some
sheep, being out in the country. I asked Matt if he had any experience in
Bestiality, being from Minnesota and all, just being a wiseass. Matt goes
on to tell me this story about how he and a few guys from the football team
got really fucked up in H.S. one night and went to some neighbor's farm and
took turns fucking a cow. I was standing there shocked. I asked him if he
was for real, and he said, no, that he wasn't fucking for real and that I
was so gullible some times. I totally pictured in my head Matt standing
behind this cow and fucking it. To be safe, we bought 60 condoms and 5
bottles of KY Jelly. By the time we were done, we had spent over $400.00.

Friday afternoon came along and we were ready to go camping. We loaded all
the shit in the cars and we were off to the Pocono Mountains. We were there
around dusk. The chores were split up, half us were to get firewood, and
the other half would set up the tents. After an hour of being there and 16
pledges hard at work, the camp was set up and the fire was started. There
were only going to be six Brothers on the trip, the two Pledge Masters and
4 other Brothers. Three of the Brothers were with us now. The 4th Brother
and three pledges were on the baseball team.  They had a game tomorrow
(Sat.) morning, so they were coming up after the game. Since I had never
been camping, I helped collect the wood, rather than set up the tents. I
looked at the tents when they were done.  There was one really large
(eight-man) tent, and 10 other smaller dome tents forming a crescent around
the large tent. The Brothers took us for a real quick tour around the area
so we wouldn't get lost. Just up the path there was a small cabin with
three shitters, 4 showers and a few sinks in it. There was no hot water. Up
the path, about a quarter mile was a river. The camping grounds were empty;
we were the only ones there. It was November and the air was cold. We all
had jackets on.

When we got back to the camp, the now everyday instruction "LINE UP" was
given by Sean. Adam began, "We've noticed that there are some of you in
this group that aren't getting along quite as well as you should by this
time in the season, thus holding the group back from being One and getting
to the next level of Pledge Season. We've also noticed that you guys always
seem to be the same two pairs. Therefore, for the weekend, Sean and I are
assigning pairs."

The Pledge Masters starting pairing us off. I was hoping that pairs were
going to be suspended for the weekend. I was looking to get to spend some
time with little Johnny, if you know what I mean...

"Pledges Walsh and Daugherty, you are a Pair," Sean instructed.

'Fuck', I thought to myself. I was amazed at how well the Pledge Masters
knew our group, pairing Kevin and I together. Pretty much from the start,
Kevin and I (and pretty much the rest of the class) didn't get along. None
of us saw why the Brothers liked him so much. Let me tell you about Kevin
Daugherty, I think its important. Kevin is a snob from some ritzy
neighborhood in MA. He went to some snobby prep school and had everything
given to him that he wanted. He thinks that he is way better than everyone
else in the pledge class and is always talking down to us, him being a
sophomore and on the Crew Team. I noticed during Rush that Kevin got along
really well with all the Brothers (again, I couldn't understand it). In
fact, at first I thought he was a Brother and surprised as hell when I
found out that he wasn't.

Although I would never tell him this, when it comes to the looks
department, Kevin has everything in the world to be conceited about. Kevin
is hot. Real hot, in that jock pretty boy way (probably why the Brothers
liked him so much, looking back). Spiked blond hair perfectly cut and
gelled, hazel blue eyes, perfect teeth and killer smile, dimples, real
light body, full lips, high cheek bones. The kind of guy you drop a load
looking at and wonder how God could make such a perfect specimen. He always
looks perfect and could have been a model. And was always perfectly dressed
in the best clothes. He's about 5'11" tall. The night we were paddled I saw
that he had a body worth of underwear commercials. He was real tan from
rowing with a really tight hard body. For a blond guy, he had a little more
hair than I would have expected, but far from hairy. Light dusting around
his pecs and stomach, his legs had hair a bit darker than his chest, but
still blond. Again, perfect. I only saw him in his Speedos, so I can't say
what his dick looks like (but you'll find out in awhile), but from the
package that he was showing, it seemed to be more than ample.

This was my/our issue with Kevin: Second night of pledge season we are all
sitting in the basement 'interviewing' each other to get to know one
another. Each of us asked a few, but Kevin never asked one. He never really
even spoke. Eventually we got around and it was time for us to ask Kevin
questions. He gave us the most generic and simple answers possible, his
disinterest apparent. It was pissing me off, so eventually I said, "What's
your problem? We're all going to be Brothers some day and we're just trying
to get to know you?" His response shocked us all.  He said that he had no
interest in getting to know us. He was already best friends with the
Brothers and that he was pledging for the letters and them only. He said
that he would do his part during events and drive and shit, but that would
be the extent of our relationship, all this said with such arrogance. We
tried talking to him about his 'attitude' but he wouldn't listen. We were
going to tell the Pledge Masters, but we figured it wasn't a good idea, and
that eventually he would come around. But he left a bad taste in my
mouth. Whenever the Brothers were around, Kevin would hang out with them,
rather than us. He thought he was special. He was friendlier with a few of
the other sophomore pledges, but he had nothing to do with us freshman. He
was treating us like he was already a Brother and we were his
pledges. About two weeks later, we were on this road trip, he was driving
and I was in his car. He started making fun of a few of our fellow freshman
pledges and I told him he was a big asshole and needed an attitude
adjustment. He stopped the car; we both got out and started yelling at each
other. I was pissed enough to fight him, I'd had enough. The pledges jumped
in, broke it up and I rode in someone else's car. That was the pretty much
the last night we spoke, about two weeks ago.

Back to camping...So I saw Kevin roll his eyes at me.  He's such an asshole
I thought to myself. But then I realized that it might not be all that bad,
us being paired up. I wanted to get past my problem with Kevin and maybe
this would do it. Besides, the whole pledge class will probably be together
most of the time around camp, so it wasn't like I was in solitary
confinement with him. Maybe a trip to the bathroom, but that would probably
be it. Boy, was I wrong.

The pledges made dinner while the Brothers drank. It was simple dinner, hot
dogs and hamburgers with some salads and chips. The Brothers were being
real cool. We were all sitting around the fire, talking, laughing, eating
and having a good time. It was probably 9:00 PM. The Brothers took all our
watches before we left so we wouldn't have any concept of time.
Surprisingly, they were letting us drink. The guys who went to the liquor
store bought a few bottles of Blackberry Brandy and we were passing them
around, taking sips to keep warm. Each of the pledges had to take a turn
telling a 'ghost story' around the fire. I was starting to get a bit
drunk. Camping was cool, I decided, all of us hanging around a fire having
a great time. Things were soon to change.

When the stories were done, I saw Sean look at his watch. "Its time," Sean
said to Adam.  Time? Time for what I wondered.  "LINE UP!" Adam yelled. Oh,
no, not again...

"Before we begin tonight's activity, lets talk about sleeping
arrangements," Sean said (Our bags and pillows were still in the
cars). "Assigned pairs will be sharing each of the smaller tents. The
Brothers will sleep in the larger tent. Tents are not assigned, so pick
whichever one you want. You have two minutes to get your stuff and be back
on line!"

We ran for the cars, grabbed our stuff and went to the tents. I waited up
for Kevin before picking a tent. "Which tent do you want, Kevin?" I asked,
figuring that if we were going to be sharing a tent, we might as well be
civil with each other.

"I don't fucking care," he replied and passed his bag and pillows to
me. "Whichever one you want," and he got back in the lineup.
UURRRRGGGGHHH! I thought to myself. He's got some fucking nerve giving me
his shit to put away. But I picked a tent and threw our stuff in it.

We were all back in line and at attention. "Good," Adam said, "On to the
evenings activity. Tonight, all of you are going to learn two very
important lessons. Probably the most two important of the whole season. The
first lesson of the evening is TRUST A BROTHER. In order to depend on each
other, you must learn to trust one another. Trust doesn't come easy, and it
must be earned." I saw Adam nod to Sean.

Sean continued, "Pledges Belford and Pacerno (Pairs for the weekend), go to
the supply truck and grab the Razors and Shaving Cream."

They ran to the truck the Brother's drove up in to get the supplies. I was
suddenly very nervous, but I didn't have too much time to think about
it. They were only gone for a few seconds.

"Follow us in line order and in Silence!" Sean instructed.

They lead us down the path. My mind was thinking all sorts of terrible
ideas. I thought I would be leaving the trip with a baldhead. My Mother was
going to kill me when she saw me at Thanksgiving. We were led to the
bathroom cabin. It had an eerie appearance about it. It had iridescent
lighting that really creeped me out. With other events I had been
concerned, but this was the first time that I was actually scared. We were
split into two lines, 8 pledges each, the assigned pairs facing each
other. One line had their backs to the sinks, the other line looking
towards the sinks (I was on the line towards the sinks).

"Strip!" Adam commanded. Without much hesitation, we stripped. I was more
afraid and began trembling. It was pretty cold, but being inside it wasn't
cold as it was outside. I guess the lights might have been giving off some
heat. I felt my nipples harden from the cool air. Once again we were
standing naked in front of each other.

"This line (Adam was pointing to my line) take one of your socks and tie it
over your pair's head like a blindfold." We reached down and fished out our
socks. I was so glad that I was doing the blindfolding and not the one
being blindfolded. I kind of gave Kevin an 'I'm sorry' look, walked behind
him and tied the blindfold. Adam and Sean walked down the line, fixing any
blindfolds that needed adjusting so that the pledges were completely blind.

When the inspection was complete, Sean spoke, "As Adam said earlier, being
able to Trust a Brother is vital to the Fraternity. Tonight, we will learn
just how trusting you all are." He was silent for a few moments allowing it
to sink in. "Is there anyone here who does NOT trust one of their pledge
brothers?" Sean asked us. No one responded. "GOOD, then the event can
commence. Those of you standing with blindfolds on are about to have the
hair below your head shaved. All of it."

 A few of us sighed. 'Holy Shit' I thought to myself, but Matt spoke up,
"You've got to be fucking kidding me."

"SILENCE!" Sean screamed. "You have something to say Pledge Belford?
Because if you don't want to participate, that's OK with us. You'll be the
first pledge to quit, and it's a long walk home." He waited a few seconds
for Matt to say something, but Matt decided to keep his mouth closed.

Sean continued, "Those of you being shaved should have enough trust in your
fellow pledge brothers that they won't nick or cut you. Do all of you still
trust your pledge brothers?"  Sean asked again. The blindfolded line became
very antsy, but there was silence. Sean finished, "Good then. Pledges,
begin shaving. But realize, for that each time you cut your fellow pledge
brother, you will receive a demerit. You will remain Silent!"

I went up to the sinks and grabbed a razor and a can of shaving cream,
still thinking Holy Shit. I came back around the front of Kevin and for the
fist time since we stripped, looked at him.  I soaked in his perfect body,
starting at his neck and worked my way down. Strong shoulders and
biceps. His nipples were dark brown and the size if nickels, erect from the
cold. Perfect pecs and a six pack of abs. Not an ounce of body fat on
him. He had a real sexy outie bellybutton lightly covered in a treasure
trail leading down to the goods. I followed it down to his crotch. His
pubic hair was a much darker brown than he had on his head. It surrounded a
good sized dick. Even in the cold, it was 4 inches long when soft. A
perfect shade of pink with a big purplish head. My guess was that it grew
twice that at least, when hard. His sack and ball full but not enormous
with a decent amount of hair. His thighs a bit hairier than the rest of his
legs, but it thinned out and lightened as I looked down to his feet. He was
beautiful. My dick was growing. I was so enthralled with his body that I
didn't know where to begin. I pretty much hated this guy but I was suddenly
infatuated with him.

I looked over at some of my fellow pledges to get an idea where they were
starting. Many of them had started at the chest. Most of the guys were
pretty smooth, so it shouldn't take us all that long. Suddenly I realized
that poor Matt (my roommate) was paired up with Anthony (the real hairy
guy). I felt real bad for him. He looked over and gave me puppy dog
eyes. Knowing that Anthony couldn't see, he stuck his finger down his
throat and pretended to gag. He HAD startED on Anthony's chest. I certainly
didn't want his job. I looked away; I thought I might get sick watching.

I focused back on Kevin. I sprayed some shaving cream in my hand. He must
have heard me because I saw his muscles contract, exaggerating and bulging
them. I stepped closer to this perfect being. Then I heard him whisper,
"Walsh, please don't cut me." Please from Kevin's mouth? This was a
different tone than I was used to. "Trust a Brother," I whispered back. I
raised my hand to his perfect chest. I was about to touch a man in a
semi-erotic way for the first time and I was electrified. I touched his
chest with my right hand, rubbing the shaving cream onto his chest. It sent
shivers down my body. Kevin gasped, I'm not sure if it was my touch or the
chill of the cream against his body. It sent goose pimples over his whole
body. I spread the shaving cream over the top part of his chest. As I said,
Kevin had a little hair on his chest, but not much. I pretty much covered
from his collarbone below his pecs with the shaving cream. I was curious to
see if Kevin was finding this as arousing as me. I looked down and saw his
dick growing. I was afraid for everyone to see us getting erections, so I
leaned over and turned on the sink to wet the blade. I pinched my swelling
dickhead to get my dick to go down.

In front of Kevin again, I raised the blade up to his flawless chest,
centimeters away from his skin, Kevin unaware that I was that close. I
noticed my hand trembling. I had been drinking and I was still pretty
buzzed. I was cold from being naked. I was afraid that I might cut Kevin. I
was afraid that my arousal from all this would be evident to the Brothers
and Pledges. No one seemed to notice or it was just overlooked as something
typical. I brought the cold razor to Kevin's skin and he stepped back a
little and told me to hold up for a second. He relaxed for a minute and
settled down. He moved slightly forward and whispered, "Go ahead." I
brought the razor down again and heard the familiar sound of shaving. It
seemed so loud, but was probably just my concentration. He kept on slightly
moving with each touch of the razor, making it difficult to proceed. I had
to grab him around his back with my left hand, supporting him and holding
him in place while I shaved. Almost like I was going to dip him, but held
him up. I felt his skin against mine, the heat of his body and the muscles
of his back. This was almost too much for me to handle. I was completely
aroused, this was so erotic. I couldn't believe I was holding a naked man
in my arms and shaving his body. But everyone else was doing it, so what
was the big deal? I moved my left leg behind him so that I was more
balanced. I was doing everything I could to mentally keep my erection
down. My dick was swelled, but not erect, so it seemed to be working. My
dick was pretty much against Kevin's right thigh, but he never made any
attempt to move or say anything. I guess he was trusting me that this was
the best position to be in. He was breathing pretty hard and kept licking
his lips. He was very rigid at first, but he was starting to loosen up. The
little hair on Kevin's chest was real light and very easy to shave. I
remember circling his erect nipples with the razor and watching hem go
hard. I thought I heard Kevin moan in his throat. Not loud enough for the
others to hear, but I swore I heard it. His chest was done, no nicks.

I walked back over to the sink and rinsed the razor well. Matt was at the
sink next to me.  He nodded at the sink that he was at to get me to
look. It was full of dark hair from Anthony. I gave him an "Iwww" look and
he me a look of like, "Yeah Iwww". I looked at Anthony and his whole upper
body was shaved. Matt was either real quick with a razor or I was taking a
real long time. Anthony's body looked so much more defined without all that
hair covering it. Everyone else seemed to be done with the chest and on the
pledge's legs. I was definitely moving slow.

I came back around to Kevin and put the shaving cream on his stomach and
around his belly button. I could feel the solidness of his abdominal
muscles. I noticed the way his stomach formed that perfect 'Y'. It didn't
seem as cold in here anymore and Kevin was getting more used to the touch
of the razor. I shaved his stomach rather quickly, there wasn't that much
there.  Kevin's dick was only a glance away, but I tried not to stare at
it. I didn't want the others seeing me looking, but it had definitely
filled out more.

I decided to follow the group and do Kevin's legs next. I got on my knees
and spread the shaving cream over both of Kevin's legs from the middle of
his thighs down. I started shaving carefully. Kevin had nice thick calves
and muscled thighs. I finished one leg and was on the second. A musky smell
hit me. Although I hadn't looked, I realized that my head was pretty much
level with his cock. It was a familiar smell from the locker room in my
High School, but much more pungent being this close. I was smelling Kevin's
manhood. Unconsciously, I tilted my head slightly up and Kevin's dick was
right there in my face, inches away. I stared for a second, but quickly
looked away. Although I was intrigued, reality came setting in. I was two
inches away from another guy's dick. He wasn't hard but was semi erect. If
he was 4 inches before, he had like 5 inches now. The smell of musk/sweat
was filling my nose. I had to get up. I went back to the sink and picked up
a new razor. I wished that the bathroom had a mirror, but it didn't. For
some reason, at that point in time, I wanted nothing more than to look at
myself in a mirror. I took a few deep breaths and then went back to the
task ahead of me.

Kevin whispered if there was something wrong. I told him no, I was just
switching razors. He said I was doing a good job. Again, a side of Kevin I
never saw. He actually complimented me. I didn't look up again, breathed
out of my mouth and finished Kevin's second leg. Pretty much all I had left
to do would be what a pair of boxed brief would cover. The 5 Brothers were
still there, hanging out in the corner and drinking beer. They were
watching us, but not thoroughly. I put more shaving cream on my hand and
knew what I had to shave next. I warned Kevin. "Kevin, I'm going to shave
your....." I felt real stupid telling him I was going to shave his dick, so
I was searching for something better, "...your...um...pubes." Did I just
say that? "This is so fucked up. OK Walsh, please be careful man," he
pleaded.

Well, it was now or never.  I got down on my knees again and I loaded my
hand with more shaving cream so that I could pretty much blob it on and
touch as little of his pubes as I could. I heard someone say "OOOCHH!" I
looked around and it was Brett Adams. Jacob was shaving Brett's inner thigh
and must have cut him. Well, there's the first demerit, I thought. I guess
that got Kevin a little nervous and he asked me again to be real
careful. It was difficult shaving his pubes. It was rather thick and long
and I had to keep rinsing the razor. This would have been much easier if I
had some scissors. I was shaving with my right hand, and at first my left
hand was just hanging at my side. But it was hard to maneuver that way. So
I moved my hand up and held/rested it above his ass on his hip bone. Once
again I realized just how hard and tight this crew boy's body was. My chin
was pretty much level with his dick. I couldn't help but look at it, it was
right there. He was still semi erect, almost six inches now, yet it looked
so soft. I saw a few veins on his dick and the all the extra skin just
below his filled cock head from when he was circumcised. I tried not to
stare too hard, but there was nothing else to look at. I noticed his pit
slit and the little divit that went from it and under his head. By now, I
had all the hair above his dick shaved. His dick looked so much bigger with
his crotch smooth. Had it grown more? I got up and once again changed
razors. I knew what I had to do next and I wanted the razor as sharp as
possible. I checked out my own dick, curious to see my sate of arousal. I
was almost hard. Not stiff, but definitely more full than my normal
state. I hoped that no one was looking.

I decided again to check out the progress of the other pledges. Everyone
was almost bare, the crotch area the only place remaining. Ben had CJ, who
was the uncircumcised swimmer. Talk about good luck. CJ keeps pretty much
his whole body shaved for swimming, so all Ben had to do was CJ's crotch
and underarms. They were done already. I wished I had paid more attention;
I would have liked to have seen how he handled shaving CJ's balls. It was
obvious that CJ was sensitive to the touch. He wasn't sporting all 9
inches, but he was sticking out straight and pretty full. He was
blindfolded and probably didn't realize. Even Matt was almost done with
Chewie.  He must have been trying to get through that job as quick as
possible. I couldn't blame him. Matt was shaving Anthony's ass cheeks as I
watched. Disgusting.

I went back up to Kevin. Standing there, I told him that I was going for
his balls next. He made a frown. "Dude," he said, "I'm sorry for being such
a dick to you earlier in the pledge season. You get through with this
without any cuts, I'll be your best friend." I guess he thought I might get
some type of revenge by slicing his sack. "You're doing great, keep it up."
"Here goes," I said. I got on my knees once again. His sack was kind of
loose and real soft, I guess it was warming up in here. One ball was
hanging lower than the other. I couldn't believe that I was on my knees
staring at a guys balls and thinking of the best way to shave them. I
thought this would be much easier if it was a bit tighter, like when you
jump in cold water. I had an idea. I got back up and told Kevin my idea. I
wanted to get some cold water and splash it on his balls. I figured that if
it they got cold, it would make the sack tighten. He agreed. I let the
water run for a few minutes to get as cold as possible. It was pretty
fucking cold. I cupped my hand and filled them with water.

I came around Kevin, bringing my cupped hands under his ball and brought
them up to his sack. He jumped at the coldness of the water and
gasped. Kevin's balls were in my hands and I could feel the weight of
them. My plan worked as I watched his balls rise and his sack tighten.
Knowing I might not have much time, I just spilled the water to the ground,
grabbed the shaving cream and lathered up his balls. I could feel his balls
rolling around in their sack. I grabbed the razor and started shaving as
quickly but safely as possible. In order to get under his balls, I had to
pretty much grab them and lift. They were the size of walnuts. I was
holding another guys balls.  >From fondling Kevin's balls, he threw a
complete boner. It was real long, but a bit on the skinny size. Longer than
me, over 8 inches, but not as thick. My mind took a snapshot of the screen
and it is still in my head till this day. The first time I touched another
guys balls. I can see it like it was yesterday. Kevin apologized to me,
"Sorry Dude, I can't help it," he said. I tried to move this along as quick
as possible, and shaved. Kevin was holding his breath the entire time I
shaved and grabbed his balls. I noticed his cock slightly bounced with the
beat of his heart. This was intense.  I had to get the area that was on the
base of his dick. I let his balls go. Kevin breathed. I tried get the base
of his dick shaved without touching it, but it was too difficult. I knew
what I had to do.

I grabbed his dick. It was rock hard. Kevin slightly jumped and moaned. It
was hot in my hand and I could feel it pulsing. As hard as it was, the skin
was velvety smooth. "Just a couple of seconds, I need to move it around so
I can get the base of your dick," I told him. "OK Dude, make it quick,"
Kevin responded and was holding his breath again. It was only seconds, but
it felt like forever. I maneuvered his cock around so that I could get all
the hair. Lifting it straight up to make certain that the front of his
balls were done, to the right and left to get the sides, and pushing it
down to get that half inch right on top of his dick. As I moved it around,
I felt him growing harder in my hand. Moving it around might have been
giving him the sensation of a hand job. The whole time I was thinking and
repeating to myself, "I'm holding a Kevin's dick in my hand, I'm holding
Kevin's dick in my hand..." I was holding my breath as well. I'd have to
say that his dick felt 'interesting' in my hand, but the intensity of
trying not to cut him took away the sexuality of it.  I breathed out
heavily and said, "Done." The tension in my body relaxing. Kevin let his
breath out in a "Whheewww".

I stepped back and took a look at my work. I did a pretty good job. His
whole pubic region was bare. His cock and balls looked huge, fully erect
and smooth. I noticed that he had some precum coming out of the slit. It
must have felt good, I guessed. I don't know what came over me, but I
looked around and no one seemed to be looking. I looked back at Kevin, he
was just standing there looking hot and still hard as a rock. He looked so
innocent with the blindfold on. I saw the drop of precum on the tip of his
dick. I reached my hand out to his dick, forming a loose fist, just
centimeters from the head of his cock. I quickly tightened my fist around
the head of his cock, making sure that I smeared his precum back over his
head. Keeping my hand tight, I pushed my fist down the length of his cock,
as if he was fucking it. It was real slick with his precum. When my fist
came to his body, I quickly came back up the length of his dick, lightly
squeezing his head as I came off his dick. I did it only once and it lasted
only two seconds. Kevin moaned an "Oh, my God," and his knees
buckled. "What the fuck was that," he asked? I told him that I was just
wiping the shaving cream off his dick.  "God, it felt really good," Kevin
said, getting his balance again.  Don't ask me why I did it. I don't know
why. I just wanted to do it. I wanted to know what it felt like. I wanted
to see how he would react. If he didn't have that blindfold on, I never
would have done it. It felt strange, but enjoyable.

I finished up the rest of Kevin's upper legs. Everything seemed much
simpler after shaving his cock and balls. It was a little difficult getting
between his legs, right behind his sack.  He spread his legs wide and I
sort of got under him. I started touching his hard cock more than was
necessary. But Kevin didn't know it wasn't necessary with his blindfold
on. Just a grab here and a grab there. He didn't seem to mind, he made no
comment. It was strange to touch and see his aroused cock react to the
touch and jump. I found it more amusing than 'sexual'. I shaved under
Kevin's arms. He seemed a bit ticklish under there, he laughed a few
times. He didn't have much hair under his arms and it didn't take long.

I came around and looked at Kevin's ass. It was nice and smooth and
full. It was totally white compared to his tan skin. His tan marks from the
summer the size of normal swimming trunks. At least we knew that Kevin
didn't sun tan nude or wear Speedos during the summer.  Kevin's ass is
completely bare, so unlike what Matt had to do with Anthony, there was no
need to shave his ass. I was glad for that "Done, I told Kevin," as I
slapped him on his bare ass. Matt was just finishing up on Anthony.

About two minutes later Matt said that he was done. The Brothers came over
and started an inspection. They counted nicks and cuts. Everyone had one or
two, and therefore the guys who did the shaving got demerits. When they
came to inspect Kevin, they found not a single scrape or drop of
blood. "Looks like Pledge Walsh is the Pledge Brother to trust in this
group," Adam said to the whole group, "Good job John." (He hadn't called me
John in weeks. It might not seem that much to you, but it means a lot when
you are referred to as only "Pledge Walsh" for 5 weeks. It made me felt
great).

The pledges were told to remove their blindfolds. Each of them quickly
inspected their bodies, lifting arms, bending down. Adam seemed genuinely
pleased. He had a big smile on his faced, we shook hands, and he thanked
me. We didn't have much time before the command "Switch sides" came.

I was blindfolded and darkness ensued. I can't tell you what Kevin did
exactly since I couldn't see him. But throughout the entire time I was
shaved, I was flooded with emotions. First, I was scared. I hoped that
Kevin would be as careful with me as I was with him. I felt like we had
seriously bonded when he removed his blindfold and I saw his eyes. Thanks
to good genes, I'm pretty much smooth. No hair on my chest really, some
under my arms, normal pubic hair around my dick and some light brown hair
on my legs. But my balls are pretty much smooth. I had a few hairs here and
there, but mostly nothing. Like Kevin, my ass is bare as well.

The second emotion was when Kevin touched my chest for the first time. It
felt amazing and electric. It had been weeks since I had been caressed and
touched. My body yearned for the attention. I knew that it was a guy
touching me, but the blindfold made if feel mysterious and anonymous. The
taboo-ness of it made it even more erotic. I was being touched by another
man. I felt as if I was putty in this guy's hands. Queer or not, my body
needed this and wanted this. And although I couldn't see it, I knew I was
throwing wood. I tried to fathom what Kevin was thinking. But he had to
know exactly how I felt, he was just standing where I was moments ago.

I calmed down after awhile. It had only been a few minutes, but already he
was shaving the small amount I have off my legs. Getting used to the
feeling of Kevin touching me, my erection had subsided. He spread my legs
slightly apart and I felt his hand between my thighs as he shaved in
there. I'm pretty sensitive everywhere and his touch sent shivers through
my body.  Once again, I felt little Johnny coming back to life. I felt him
move behind me to get the back of my legs. I could feel his hot breath on
my shin. It tickled me, sending another rush of waves through my body. His
touch was completely different. A girls hands are so soft and small and the
touch delicate. But Kevin's hands were big and rough and athletic. I could
feel the tough skin on his palm from rowing. For lack of a better term, I
was being man handled, and it felt amazing.  Kevin's touch was gone and I
sensed that he had walked away. He was probably rinsing the razor.

I felt my left arm being raised and Kevin putting shaving cream on me. It
tickled, and I laughed. I felt a few swipes of the razor and he was done. I
felt him move around and my right arm was lifted. Same procedure, shaving
cream applied and the razor against my skin. Everything was done except my
pubic hair and balls. I heard Kevin say, "You're in good hands buddy, don't
worry."

I really wasn't worried, in fact, I felt totally comfortable and safe in
his hands by this time. I sensed him kneel down in front of me. I knew I
was boning and I was embarrassed. I could feel myself turning red and my
internal temperature rise. I felt Kevin apply the shaving cream on my pubes
above my dick. He had to see how hard I was, he was right there in front of
it.  I hoped he understood. The movement of the razor was slow and
careful. I could hear the hair being shaved. He started high, a couple of
inches below my bellybotton, and was working his way down. I was trying to
think of ugly girls and nasty things to get my dick to go down. It wasn't
working. Suddenly, I felt Kevin grasp my shaft and pull it down. I
moaned. I tried to stop myself, but I moaned. Besides my own hand, this was
the first time my dick was touched in a month. It felt incredible. He
didn't let go. He kept moving it in all direction. He held it upright so
that it was sticking right up. He was shaving the front of my balls. Still
holding my dick up with his fingers, he hooked his thumb under and pulled
my sack tight so he could get the bottom. I felt the razor go under my
balls and get the section between your sack and ass. That was pretty much
virgin territory for me and it felt awesome His hand holding my dick began
moving slightly up and down, stroking me. I was already hard as a rock and
getting really turned on. I knew that he wasn't, but it felt like he was
jerking me off. I could feel that I was getting pretty close to cumming. I
was terrified, I did not want to cum in his hand. That would be totally
gay. I mean, I was dying to release my load, but I wasn't going to do it
here and now.

"Kevin, let go of me," I whispered. He kept on shaving and touching my
dick. I felt myself closer to coming. "Kevin, let go of my dick," I said
again. He didn't let go. He had to let go or I was going to blow. "Kevin,"
I said as loud as I could but still keeping it at a whisper. I felt him
drop it and get up. My body ached at the loss of the touch, my balls
wanting nothing more than to explode. I had blue balls from a guy. Kevin
got up and asked what was the matter? I told him I got really scared for a
second and wigged out. Sort of the truth, but not really. I was wigging out
and afraid. I just left out the part that him holding my dick was going to
make me shoot a load in his eye. I wasn't going to tell him that, he might
not ever talk to me again. He said the tone of my voice scared him, he
thought he might have cut me. I felt my erection deflating, sad and glad to
see it go. Hopefully Kevin is a deep sleeper, I thought. I was going to
have to take care of some business in the tent. "We're all done," he said
and I heard him put the razor down.

I must have been one of the first ones done because I was standing there in
my blindfold for a while after Kevin was done. It was rather maddening,
standing there in a blindfold naked with nothing to lean on and knowing
that you were being looked at. Eventually, I heard the last 'Done' and knew
that this night was almost over. Adam and Sean were doing their
inspections. I heard Adam walking up to Kevin and I. "So how did we do,
Pledge Daugherty? Any cuts?"  Adam asked.

"I don't believe so, Pledge Master Adam," Kevin responded.

I could feel Adam's eyes on me, looking me over real close. My dick started
tingling. Not now, I thought to myself. Please God, not now. I felt Adam
run his hands over my legs and chest.  I don't remember seeing him doing
that to anyone else during the other inspection. I felt him cup my balls
and lift them up. I felt my dick growing. I was imagining Adam standing
there, holding my balls. Before I was fully erect, Adam let go of me and
said, "Good job, Pledge Daugherty.  Not a cut. Seems like you two make a
pretty good team when you aren't fighting."

We were instructed to remove our blindfolds. Though the light was dim, it
still hurt my eyes a bit. It took my eyes a few second to adjust, but I
focused in on 15 athletic guys, all smooth and freshly shaven, all looking
extremely buff with no body hair. I did a quick once over on myself and
sure enough, not even a scrape. I felt around my dick, which was softening
again. It felt strange not having hair there, but it felt good.

There was still shaving cream on all of us, and I was hoping that the
Pledge Masters would let us jump in the shower before we put our clothes
back on. My wish almost came true, but not quite. "Outside, front and
center!" Adam yelled. We went to put on our clothes, but Sean yelled, "In
your Birthday Suits, gentlemen!"

We lined up outside the bathroom. It was freezing out here. All of our
nipples hard in the cold and our breath visible. Sean said, "Tonight
Pledges, you all trusted your brothers and came out of a potentially
dangerous situation with only a few nicks. You must know that you can
always Trust a Brother. We are always here for each other, 100%, 24
7. We'll move on to the second lesson for the evening. But first, lets get
all that shaving cream off of you. Adam, how long is the jog to the river?"

"For these athletic punks? I'd say two minutes," Adam responded.

"Ten minutes, you think?" Sean asked Adam.

"Ten minutes," Adam answered.

"Pledges, you have 10 minutes to get you asses to the river, rinse off and
be lined up around the fire. Brother Hudson will join you and make certain
that each of you go in the river and that you remain silent. The rest of us
will bring your clothing back to camp. GO!"

Quickly, we made a mad dash for the river. Brother Hudson running beside
us. The rocky path hurt my bare feet. I wondered what time it was, and how
long this next event would last. The effects of the alcohol had long worn
off. In less than two minutes, we were at the river. We all stopped on the
edge and looked. This river doesn't run very fast. A few of us put our feet
in the water to test it. It was ice cold. We all stood there, waiting for
the first person to make the move. I was freezing my balls off and wanted
to get this over with. I took a few steps back to get a running start, ran
into the water and dove in. It was the most damn cold water I ever felt in
my life, this mountain water. When I came up, the air was warmer than the
water; the air had to be 40 degrees or less. A gave a really loud
"AAAGGGHHHH." I was gasping for breath. Someone asked how it was, and I
said, "It's fucking beautiful. Come see for yourself." How is it, can't
they seem it's freezing? I heard a count, "1...2...3" and the rest of them
jumped in all at the same time. They all got under and when they came up
there was a barrage of screams. My teeth were chattering and I was
shivering. A few of the guys started splashing each other, but I had to get
out. About a minute later, we were all out of the water and dancing around
freezing. "Let's go," Matt said and we all to off back to camp.

When we reached the campsite, we made a circle around the fire. With 16 of
us, we weren't that close to the fire, each of us holding our hands out to
warm them up. Talk about shrinkage, we all had willies that were about an
inch long and our balls were up in our stomachs.  Quite a difference from
earlier. I noticed that Sean and Adam were cutting up the string in 16 inch
lengths. And right next to them on the table was the 4 bottles of baby oil.

"From the site of your dicks, or lack of your dicks, I'd say that water was
pretty damn cold, huh?" Adam asked. We were all shivering and bouncing and
just nodded our agreement. I couldn't talk and I'm assuming that everyone
else couldn't either. I just wanted to be next to that fire and put some
clothes on.

"I'll take that as a yes," Adam continued. "Let's move this right along
then, huh? Tonight we all learned the important lesson to Trust a
Brother. But you can only trust someone as much as you allow them. You must
learn to depend on a Brother and ask for his help. Many think that asking
for help is a weakness. But as Brothers, we are always here for each
other. Don't ever be afraid to ask a brother for help. We will never let
you down."

"Therefore, the second lesson for tonight is learning to Depend on a
Brother. Brother Sean, please pass out the bottles of the Baby Oil," Adam
requested. He waited until the 4 bottles were in our hands. "As I am
explaining the particulars of the next lesson, please take the oil and
thoroughly douse yourself in it. It should completely cover your body,
every crevice, from your neck to your toes." It was too cold to make a
sound. We did as we were told. Each of us squirting the bottle over our
body and rubbing it in. Shoulders, chest, arms, pits, cocks and ball, legs,
feet, back and butt. It felt strange, putting the oil on body, which was
even smoother now that I was totally bare.

Adam continued, "Good. So what do each of you need right now? How could you
depend on each other for a common good?"

"Warmth," CJ said, "We could depend on each other's body heat for warmth."

"Very good," Sean exclaimed. "These guys are fast learners."

"Do you want to be warm? Could you do that for each other?" Adam asked.

We were freezing and at this point probably would have said yes to anything
to be warm.  I saw that Matt's lips were turning blue.  "Yes," we all
answered.

"OK.  Make sure you guys are good and slick, including your backs. Help
each other out if you need," Sean said, "When you are done, assigned pairs
go in your tents and wait for us there in silence."

Kevin rubbed some oil on my back and I on his. We moved to the tent and got
in. We didn't talk, but shook our heads at each other. We were still
freezing, but at least it cut off some of the wind. We heard some noise
outside the tent. Sean instructed the two of us to come out.  Kevin and I
went back into the frigid air. Adam and Sean were standing there.

"Tonight you will keep each other warm by sharing this sleeping bag. You
will not be allowed to leave the sleeping bag, so if you have to piss, go
now," Sean said. Kevin and I walked a few feet away and tried to piss. My
dick was tiny from the cold, my head the only thing really showing. It took
a minute, but I was able to pee. I heard Kevin pissing as well. We went
back to the pledge masters.

"OK Pledges, hands behind your back and backs towards us," Sean instructed
the two of us. We did as he said. I felt Adam tie the string around my
writs, pretty tight. Sean was doing the same to Kevin. "So you don't get
out," Adam said. My hands were tied and I couldn't move them. They unzipped
the sleeping bag and laid it out on the bottom of the tent. It was all
nylon.  We were told to get back in the tent and lie on the bag. We did,
apart from each other. Adam got in the tent with us.

"If I'm going to zip this thing up so you guys can stay warm, you're going
to have to get much closer than that," Adam said. We slid closer to the
middle of the bag. Adam brought the ends together and started zipping. It
must have been a kid's sleeping bag because it was pretty tight. Kevin and
I were pushed together, chest to chest without much room to move, our hands
tied behind our backs.

The warmth felt great. I hadn't acknowledged the fact yet that Kevin and I
were sleeping in the same bag, naked and oiled up. I just wanted the
warmth. Kevin looked like he was enjoying the heat as well. Slowly I began
to feel the heat of Kevin's body. It felt awesome. I was still cold, but I
was warming up. My shivering began to subside. I could steel feel Kevin's
body shivering against mine. Adam was still standing there, watching
us. "You boys have a nice night. See you in the morning," he grinned, left
the tent and zipped it up.

We both were silent for a few minutes, each of us getting used to the
warmth. I could feel Kevin's tight body right up against mine. Our chests
were touching, we were that close. Our legs had become intertwined,
searching for the body heat. I could feel Kevin's nipples pressed up
against mine, our pecs on top of each other. I could feel Kevin breathing,
tight against my body, then slightly moving off as he inhaled and back when
he exhaled. Everything was slippery inside the sleeping bag, us being
covered with baby oil. The heat in the bag was rising and I was beginning
to feel warm. The heat wasn't the only thing rising. I could feel my dick
lengthening, not hard, but coming back from its chilled state. If I wasn't
mistaken, I could feel Kevin's dick growing against my stomach. I closed my
eyes and thought, 'its going to be a rough night.

My eyes were closed but I could feel Kevin moving around a bit. There
wasn't much room to move, so he was pretty much just sliding all over my
body. He wasn't helping my dilemma. All the rubbing was getting me
harder. There was no hiding it. I was suddenly rock hard and very
nervous. I wondered what Kevin must be thinking. He had to feel my boner
against him.  Kevin's body felt great against mine. I had never felt such a
feeling. His muscles were amazing against my skin. What is that? I felt
Kevin's hard dick on my balls. It was unmistakable. I could feel the heat
and stiffness of it, the length of it. In all the moving, Kevin had slid
down a little lower than me. I could feel his dick pushed up against my
balls. I was shocked, but I was glad that I wasn't the only one in this
sleeping bag sporting wood. It gave me a certain comfort level.

I could feel Kevin slowly flexing his ass muscles, causing his cock to
slowly slide in and out, between my legs. I wondered if he realized what he
was doing. It was turning me the hell on, but I wanted him to stop. My own
cock was rubbing up against his stomach with his movements.  Between our
two stomachs and the lube, it felt like I was fucking. My head was running
across Kevin's abs. I could feel my balls rising, my 'already blue balls'
wanting to cum. I couldn't help it, but I started pressing back against
Kevin, matching his rhythm. It felt unbelievable. I opened my eyes and
looked at Kevin. He was looking right back at me. He stopped his movements.

"So Walsh, did Adam leave two flashlights in the sleeping bag, or are we
just glad to see one another?" I couldn't help it, but I laughed. It was
the stupidest thing I had ever heard, but it seemed to break my tension. I
was glad to see that he was making fun of the situation, because I was
nervous as hell. I laughed for like two minutes. Kevin was laughing as
well. It was a good laugh and definitely needed. But I noticed that both of
us were still rock hard.

"I can't believe that you and I are in a sleeping bag together, shaved,
naked and oiled," I said, still laughing, "and we are both fucking hard as
a rock," we both continued to laugh. It felt good to acknowledge the
situation that we were in.

Finally we calmed down, but will still breathing hard. Kevin says, "I'm
never going to be able to sleep like this. Especially with your dick poking
me in my stomach all night."

"My dick," I asked. "What about your dick? You were damn near fucking my
legs before, so don't make it sound like I am the only one turned on here?"
My tone was defensive. I guest I was feeling vulnerable.

"Chill out Walsh, I'm joking with you. I was trying to make the point that
if we are going to get any sleep tonight, we're going to have to take care
of these," Kevin said, nodding his head down towards our dicks.

"Take care of it? How are we going to take care of it?" I asked, wondering
if he was insinuating what I was thinking.

"Well, we could just keep on rubbing our bodies together until we cum,"
Kevin suggested.

"What? Make each other cum?" I replied, kind of loud from the surprise of
his answer.

"Keep your voice down Walsh," Kevin commanded, looking around to see if
anyone was near the tent. We started talking in whispers. "You want the
whole camp to hear us? What else are we going to do? Lay here away all
night with our dicks touching? At least this was we can get some sleep."

He was serious; I could see it in his eyes. I wanted this. I wanted to cum
so badly, but could I do this? Could I cum with another guy? Could I make
him cum? I could feel my dick straining. Yes, I could do it.

I saw Kevin watching me while I was thinking. He could see I was debating
it out.  "Walsh, look, its no big deal. Like Adam said, we need to depend
on each other, help each other out. We both need this, so lets get it done
so we can get some sleep." His voice sounded pleading.  I liked it. It made
me want it more. I wanted to hear him ask me again.

"I don't know, Kevin. It's kind of gay, no? I said.

"Look, its not gay bro. You're telling me you never fucked around with a
guy before?" he asked, as if he had.

"No," I said, "Have you?" I wasn't expecting this.

"On occasion, bro. Look, this is between you and I right? I can trust a
brother?" Kevin asked.

"After all that we have been through tonight Kevin, you can trust me," I
said, dying to hear what he was going to say.

"OK, well dude, I'm bi. I love chicks and I love sex with chicks. But when
it comes to great sex, I like doing it with guys too," Kevin said, as
simple as I like butter on my bagel, sometimes I really like cream
cheese. I was shocked.

"You have sex with guys?"

"Yeah, sometimes. It started in HS with a few of my friends getting off
together watching porn videos. We got more adventurous and started fucking
around. Nothing wrong with a couple of guys getting off with each
other. It's no big deal, bro. It's totally fucking hot getting off with
another jock. I feel you all hard against my body. I can see it in your
face. You are totally enjoying this" Kevin said. "Tell me that you aren't
enjoying this and I'll leave you alone. It's no big deal. Its not like you
are in love with a guy or anything, you're just getting off. I can't
believe you never fooled around with a guy. Not even in High School?"

"No, really, I never have," I told Kevin. I couldn't believe what Kevin was
saying. He made it sound like I was the odd one out, never fooling around
with a guy. My cock was throbbing. I wanted to ask more, but I didn't want
to piss him off or seem too curious. I wanted Kevin to make me
cum. Everything he said was making sense. I wasn't in love with Kevin, I
just wanted to cum. He was right, I was enjoying this.

"God, this conversation is turning me on. We've got to do this. What do you
say Walsh?"  Kevin asked.

"How are we going to do this?" I asked. I didn't say yes, but I guess my
question was the answer he was looking for. Kevin's smile was ear to
ear. By asking how, he assumed I was in.

"Great," Kevin whispered. "I have an idea. I'll let you go first so you can
repeat it for me.  I'm going to move up a little, you slide down a
little. I'm going to open my legs, and I want you stick your dick between
them, just below my balls so you're right under my ass. We're all lubed up,
so it should slide nicely. It will feel like a pussy, so fuck it like a
pussy. Sound good?"

My heart was pounding. "Yeah, its sounds awesome."

"Lets do it then," Kevin said as he slid up. I felt him open his legs. I
guided my dick between them, right where he asked, below his balls, up
against that section between your ass and dick. He closed his legs around
my dick and clamped tightly. I felt the heat and softness of his skin. It
felt very tight. I could feel my cock oozing precum, even though Kevin was
lubed up with baby oil. My cock was so hard at the thought of this.

"How's that feel, bro?" Kevin whispered in my ear.

"Fucking unbelievable," I answered.

"So what are you waiting for? Start fucking..." Kevin said.

I started moving my hips, in a slow fucking motion. I knew I wasn't going
to last long, I was so aroused. I pulled my dick out between his legs as
far as I could, then slowly pushed in between his thighs. I was shaking, it
was felt so good. My mouth was basically right at his nipple.  A wave of
lust cam over me and I started sucking and biting his nipple. It felt so
hot in my mouth.  My sucking sent a shutter through Kevin's body and he
moaned. The tip of my dick swelled more than ever. I started picking up my
pace, fucking Kevin's thighs with steady swift motions. Biting and sucking
harder on Kevin's nipple with every thrust.

Kevin was talking dirty, turning me on even more. He was whispering things
like 'Yeah, your cock feels so good' and 'I want you to cum between my
legs' and 'Your cock is so big' and 'fucking suck that nipple'. I always
knew talking dirty would be a real turn on, but no girl ever talked dirty
to me. I should have known that it would have to be done with a guy. It was
about all I could take, but then Kevin bit right down on neck and it felt
amazing. I could feel Kevin's hot cock rubbing between my pecs and his
abs. It was leaking precum all over me. He was getting close too.

"Agh, agh, agh, I'm going to cum Kevin," I whispered and let his nipple out
of my mouth. I was doing everything to keep my moaning internal. I was
fighting, trying to keep it low.

"I'm going to cum too, keep pushing," Kevin said between loud breaths,
"that's it, oh yeah, oh my god, Walsh you're gonna make me cum...."

I felt Kevin's dick shooting his hot cum all over my chest. It was all I
needed. I gave like two more thrusts, and exploded between his thighs. I
shot like 4 huge loads. My body was convulsing. I was spent. My dick was so
sensitive. I just took deep breaths for about a minute. My dick was hard
and still between his thighs. It was my most intense sexual experience to
date.

Kevin spoke first, "That was fucking great bro. Told you two guys getting
off was hot, no? I can't believe I came. I thought we were going to have to
reverse positions after you were done. You really turned me on. God, I
can't believe that you and I just did that. So what did you think?"

"My God Kevin. It was intense. Probably the best load I ever shot. It was
hot," I said, "I had no idea that a guy could do that to me."

"That, and a whole lot more. I know this was your first time and all, but
if you ever want to do it again, I'm game."

"I don't know Kevin, we'll see. I have the feeling that this is all going
to feel a bit different come daylight and we are untied and out of this
bag."

"Quit looking into things so much. You totally got off and had fun. That's
all there is to think about," Kevin said. I felt both of our cocks getting
smaller. I was exhausted from the day and what happened. I wanted to sleep
more than anything. I closed my eyes...

"Kevin, what happened here tonight, this is between You, Me and the
sleeping bag, right?" I asked.

"Trust a Brother Walsh, our secret is safe."

I felt sleep coming on and realized that I still had Kevin's cum on my
chest. With my hands tied, there was nothing I could do about it. I fell
asleep content in my first male sex experience.

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