Zander Woodz was relieved that he made it through his first meeting with the Beta Beta Pi brothers. He didn’t know what to expect. There were three guys there. They were demanding and horny. They worked him over from head to ass but he thought he held his own. They hadn’t said much when they were done with him, just “We’ll let you know.” He walked away confused. They were hot! Of course they were, all of the guys from Beta Beta Pi were smoking. Zander knew he wasn’t bad looking himself, but he wondered if he was hot enough. He guessed he must be. If his looks were a problem, he wouldn’t have gotten the first invitation. He knew that the meeting was only the first of several… who knows how many. They were so cold, though, using him like a fleshlight, slapping him on the ass and sending him on his way. He wasn’t deterred though. If anything, he wanted in now, more than ever. Of course that was part of the trial, to test his commitment. If he was expected to walk away hurt and disappointed, they were wrong. If anything, he was more determined than ever. The silence stretched on for days, though. Then the text came “Same time, same place, fucktoy. Saturday night.” Zander sucked in a deep breath as suspense and anxiety washed over him. A friend asked him what was up and Zander replied, “Nothing!” a little too quickly. His friend gave him an odd look but didn’t push it. Zander tried to discreetly adjust the painfully hard cock in his pants, hoping it wasn’t too noticeable. Saturday night, once again, Zander was knocking on the frat house door. There were just two guys this time. It was much like before. They stripped him down and face fucked him, balls deep, until snot and spit was dripping off his chin and he took it, gagging and gasping, without complaint. Then, as he expected, they wanted his ass. This was no problem for Zander. In fact, he would rather get fucked up the ass than try to deep throat these guy’s fat cocks. They were using him hard, and truth be told, he was loving every minute of it. Then, one of them had him riding cowboy. The guy was laying back on the sofa cushions, Zander lying back against his chest, legs spread on either side of him, powering up and down on the stud's fat dick when the other one, fisting his cock said, “Looks like he’s ready for another one” crawling on to the sofa between his frat stepbrother’s knees, his cock aimed at Zander’s already stretched out hole. The guy already fucking him said, “Yeah, give it to him!”