The frat house smelled like sweat, beer, and cum the night Marcus showed up for rush. He was 19, built like a running back with thick thighs and a fat black dick that swung heavy in his shorts. The brothers at Kappa Alpha Psi didn't waste time with small talk. Big D, the 6'4" linebacker with skin like dark chocolate and a dick print that stretched his sweats, pulled Marcus aside after the first party.
"You want in? Show us what that mouth do," Big D growled, yanking his pants down right in the basement. His cock flopped out, already half-hard and veiny, the head glistening. Marcus dropped to his knees without a word. He wrapped his lips around that thick shaft and sucked like he was starving. Big D grabbed the back of his head and fucked his throat, balls slapping Marcus's chin. "That's it, pledge. Take every inch."
Marcus gagged but kept going, spit running down his chin onto the floor. Two more brothers walked inJamal, lean and mean with a long curved dick, and Trey, the quiet one with a monster that curved up heavy. They stripped fast. Jamal shoved Marcus's face down onto Big D's balls while he stroked himself. "Suck those nuts, boy. Get 'em sloppy."
Trey moved behind Marcus and ripped his shorts off. He spat on his own cock and pressed the fat head against Marcus's tight hole. No lube, just spit and force. Marcus grunted around Big D's dick as Trey pushed in, stretching his ass open inch by inch. The burn made his own cock leak on the concrete. Trey didn't wait. He started pounding, deep and rough, balls slapping Marcus's ass with every thrust.
"Look at this pledge taking black dick like he was born for it," Jamal laughed, feeding his long cock into Marcus's mouth next. They rotated him like a toy.
Big D took the ass while Jamal and Trey used his throat. Marcus's hole was gaping after ten minutes, slick with spit and pre-cum. Big D slapped his cheeks hard, watching them jiggle. "This ass was made for frat dick."
They bent him over the old couch next. Big D buried himself balls-deep and fucked like he hated him, hips snapping fast. Marcus moaned loud, pushing back for more. Jamal climbed on the couch and shoved his cock down Marcus's throat again, making him choke and drool. Trey jacked off watching, then shot a thick load across Marcus's back. The warm cum ran down his spine while Big D kept pounding.
"Switch," Big D barked. He pulled out and let Jamal take the hole. Jamal's curved dick hit different, rubbing Marcus's prostate every stroke until his legs shook. Marcus came untouched, shooting ropes onto the couch cushions while they laughed and kept using him. Big D fed him his cock again, making Marcus taste his own ass on it.
The night went on for hours. They fucked him in every positionon his back with legs spread wide, riding Big D's lap, bent over the pool table. Cum leaked out of his wrecked hole down his thighs. By morning Marcus was covered in loads, his voice hoarse from moaning and sucking. Big D slapped his ass one last time.
"Welcome to the house, pledge. We ain't done with you yet."
