Pledge Walker Vol. 1: Brotherly Bonds

Walker Wild is back for his second visit to the Beta Beta Pi frat house. His dorm mate Zander told him he needed to pledge but claimed to be sworn to secrecy. “Just trust me, dude, you want this.” Walker showed up ready for any of the usual hazing rituals. How bad could it be? The University outlawed the worst hazing activities. He did not expect to be stripped down, spit roasted, and sent on his way with cum dripping out of his ass and soaking into his Andrew Christian jockey shorts. He just hoped there wasn’t a wet spot on the back of his pants. He woke up the next morning with his ass still sore. He didn’t know what to think about what happened. Over the next few hours, though, the ache in his hole turned into need. Every time he thought about it, which was way too often, his dick got hard and his hole twitched. There was just something… an itch, an emptiness, a need to feel stretched out and full again, a desire to be held down and fucked by a twunk frat bro. Now the danger of a wet spot was on the front of his pants. The night before when they said come back next Saturday, he wasn’t at all sure he would. The next day he couldn’t wait. It’s Saturday night again and Walker is in the Beta Beta Pi frathouse basement in a mask, on his knees looking up at another frat bro twunk begging to have his ass plowed. Part of his mind says “What the hell, dude?!” The bigger stronger part knows that he wants it, needs it even! All week he’s been thinking about what a fat cock pummeling his prostate felt like. He had to look that up online. “Why does getting your ass fucked feel good?” Your prostate. Okay. Who knew? Walker knows now, and he wants it again. This time, though, the bros want more. Dylan Tides and Lane Colten try to double fuck him, but his inexperienced hole is just too tight. They settle for breeding his ass separately, but they fuck him extra hard before they do.