The basement door slammed shut and the lock clicked. Jake stood there in just his white briefs, the rest of his clothes stripped off upstairs during the so-called welcome party. Five frat brothers circled him under the single bare bulb. They were all older, bigger, and already hard.
On your knees, pledge, said Derek, the chapter president. His voice was flat and direct. Jake dropped. Derek unzipped and pulled out a thick, veined cock already leaking at the tip. Open. Jake opened and Derek shoved straight in, no warm-up, just the heavy weight of it sliding over his tongue until it hit the back of his throat. Jake gagged once, then Derek grabbed his hair and started fucking his mouth in steady, deep strokes.
Fuck, hes got a good throat, Derek grunted. The other guys laughed and started stripping. Jeans hit the concrete. Cocks came outsome long and thin, some fat and curved, all of them stiff. Hands reached down to grope Jakes ass through the briefs, fingers digging into the cheeks, pulling them apart.
Get those off him, someone said. The briefs were yanked down. Cool air hit his hole. A finger rubbed over it, dry at first, then spit-slick. It pushed in without warning. Jake moaned around Dereks cock. The finger turned into two, scissoring him open while Derek kept thrusting.
Turn him around, Derek ordered. Jake was spun and bent over a low table. Derek stepped up behind him, spat on his own cock, and pressed the head against Jakes hole. One hard shove and he was inside, stretching Jake open in one long slide. Jakes hands scrabbled on the table. Derek didnt wait; he started pounding, balls slapping, the wet sound of it filling the basement.
Another brotherMikemoved in front and fed Jake his cock. Jake sucked it while Derek railed him from behind. Every thrust from Derek shoved him forward onto Mikes dick. Spit ran down his chin. Someone else reached under and started jerking Jakes own cock in rough, fast strokes.
Switch, Derek said after a minute. He pulled out. Another guy took his place, this one thicker. The new cock shoved in with one thrust. Jake groaned around the dick in his mouth. They kept rotating, each brother taking a turn in his ass while someone else used his throat. Cum from the first guy whod fucked him leaked down his thighs.
They flipped him onto his back on the table. His legs were pushed up and apart. A new cock slid in while another brother straddled his chest and fucked his mouth. Hands pinched his nipples. Someone spat on his cock and kept stroking it. The pace stayed rough and steady, no talking except short commands and filthy comments.
Gonna breed this pledge, one of them said, then slammed in deep and came, pulsing hot inside him. Another took over right away, pushing the fresh load deeper. Jakes own orgasm hit without warning; he shot across his stomach while the guy in his ass kept fucking through it.
They used him for another hour. Different positions, different cocks, more loads dumped in his ass or across his face and chest. When they finally finished, Jake was dripping and sore, breathing hard on the table. Derek wiped his cock on Jakes thigh and grinned.
Welcome to the house, he said. Same time next week. The brothers pulled their jeans back on and headed upstairs, leaving Jake to clean up and catch his breath. The lock clicked open behind them.
