ALPHA BETA OMEGA CHAPTER TWO Professor Stone sits behind th..

ALPHA BETA OMEGA CHAPTER TWO Professor Stone sits behind the desk in the elegant study of the frat house, which he used as his office while at the frat house. As he reviewed the list of potential pledges, Carson, Alex, and Trevor stood in front of him with their hands behind their backs, in only their jockstraps and socks. As they stood there in attention, the Professor couldn’t help but notice how beautiful and blissfully obediently they look. Their bodies were flawless, with chisel hard muscles, completely smooth from the neck down, while their handsome masculine faces were blank. He doesn’t allow any unnecessary thought in their pretty heads. “There are some impressive names on the list,” Stone said, as he gripped the brown hair of Tyler, one of the baseball player’s he had passed in the upstairs hallway earlier.the pitcher of the baseball team, brown hair to guide his head on and off his thick cock. The baseball team star pitcher was kneeling in front of the Professor with his stubble beard framed lips wrapped around his master’s cock. The Professor was guiding Tyler’s head on and off his thick cock. Tyler wore only a white jockstrap like his fellow frat brothers and his knee high baseball socks, as his head bobbed on and off the Professor’s cock. The Professor extended his dress shoe-covered right foot to rub the pitcher’s trapped cock. Tyler moaned around the huge cock in his mouth. Like the others, Tyler never had an homosexual experience before joining the frat house. Now he obediently serves any man his master requires him to serve. He blocked out the conversation around him and focused only on their master’s, the Professor’s huge cock that he was skillfully worshipping. “I see you have Jorge Toledo as a possible pledge,” the Professor looked up from the list to Carson, while continuing to work Tyler’s cock with his foot. Carson remained at attention with his hands behind his back, “he expressed interest in joining, sir. “ The pledge master’s bulging hard cock was visible through the nylon pouch of his jockstrap. “But no firm commitment,” the Professor raised his bows. “No, sir, but he will,” Carson spoke up “I see that Bobby Montclair, the linemen on the football team, agreed to pledge,” the Professor returned to list. Trevor, the quarterback, spoke up, “Moose is very interested. He is coming tonight.” “Moose,” the Professor asked. “His nickname sir,” Alex replied. “I see.” The Professor extended his foot farther behind Tyler’s jockstrap and used his shoe to rub against the jock’s shaved hole. The baseball player in return moaned over the thick cock and wiggled his ass against the older man’s foot. “I can’t believe you are actually considering joining Alpha Beta Omega,” Maria followed Jorge into the kitchen of her off campus apartment. Jorge was pulling his black and red flannel pajamas bottoms up his muscular legs as he left the bedroom and walked to the kitchen. As Maria followed she couldn’t help but watch his magnificent back with its large Mayan tattoos and the thick layers of tapered muscles. On his lower back, just above his right buttock was a tattooed gun that gave off the appearance of being struck into the waistband of his pants. His tattoos gave off a tough boy vibe, but Maria had quickly learned that it was an illusion to make him look tougher than he really was. He had just finishing fucking her and cumming inside her, when he told her that he was considering joining the elite frat. “Why shouldn’t I,” Jorge opened the fridge to see what his girlfriend had for him to eat. “They are weird. They are all secretive. You know Marsha dated one of them for a year, and never went to the house or to her boyfriend’s room except when there was a party. One Saturday a month, they supposedly have a party only for gay men in the community,” Maria kept on. “Maybe they are trying to be inclusive and open minded,” Jorge poured himself a glass of milk. “I think it's weird, they are always this elitist, preppy frat and all the sudden they asked you to pledge,” she stopped, knowing she hit a sore spot for the Hispanic male. Jorge put his milk down, “you mean it's weird that they want a Mexican exchange student from the wrong side of Mexico to be in their fraternity.” “Honey, I didn’t mean that,” she grabbed his thick tattooed left arm. Jorge pulled away, “I have to change and get to class.” “Babe,” Maria called after Jorge as he headed back to the bedroom. That night the Alpha Beta Omega house was busy with brothers and pledges gathering. There were twenty-five frat brothers and potential pledges there and an assortment of sorority girls. A relatively small party for the Alpha’s. The music in the large living room room was loud and some of the potential pledges were dancing with their girlfriends. Alex stood in the corner of the large living room, slipping his beer watching and surveying the party. His t-shirt and jeans clinged to his muscular, tall body like a second skin. Over the past couple of years while a member of the fraternity, he had grown to dislike clothes. He rather be just in a jockstrap or speedo then in a shirt and pants. However, Alex knew he had to wear clothes when among non-Alphas. Carson and Trevor came over and stood beside the swimmer. “Moose seems to be enjoying himself,” Carson nodded over to the couch, and took a drink of his beer. The 270lb, 6’4 offensive lineman looked more like a bodybuilder than a football player. Moose was wearing a sleeveless team jersey and a pair of thin grey shorts. His large defined arms were stretched across the back of the couch while on each huge thigh sat a sorority girl. Each quad, as thick as Some men’s waists, easily accommodated both girls. The girls were flirting with him, lifting his jersey and running their fingernails over his chisel 8 pack. The vascular veins of his shredded arms were visible from across the room. There were rumors about obvious steroid use, which the coach and university willingly overlooked. “Baby you are so hot,” Jennifer teased as she push her hands further under his shirt . “So are you two,” Moose laughed, which caused the girls to giggle. Moose kissed each girl on their necks as his hands freely traveled down their bodies. His hard on was clearly visible in his thin shorts. Carol grinned at Jennifer and then reached down and squeezed the tube shaped outline of Bobby “the Moose”’s cock. Bobby moaned. Alex’s attention was drawn from Moose's large bulge as he felt his cellphone vibrate in his pocket. He pulled the phone out and read the text. “Professor is ready for him.” Alex turned and picked up a bottle of the Frat’s special brewed beer. He handed it to Travor, “make sure he drinks it all down.” The dark skin Quarterback took the beer and smiled. When he approached the trio the girls had pulled Moose’s jersey over his head, displaying his huge pecs and large brown nipples. “Ladies, Moose,” Trevor greeted his teammate and the two co-Ed’s. “Having fun Moose,” he handed the beer to Moose. “A blast,” Moose looked at each curvy co-Ed. A look from the muscular quarterback told the two sorority girls it was time to go. Jennifer and Carol smiled at each other and got up from Moose’s lap. They knew from experience not to overstay their welcome at the frat house. “Where are you going babes,” Moose held on to their hands as they stood up. Jennifer leaned forward and kissed him, “We have to go back to the sorority. Don’t worry baby, you are going to have a blast.” Moose let go of the two girls' hands and watched them walk away, holding each other's hands. “Man, that’s hot,” Moose mumbled. Moose attention was drawn back to the quarterback standing before him holding out another beer, “thanks, man.” Trevor watched the big lineman drink down the beer. “And thanks for sponsoring my pledge here. This frat is awesome.” “I’m glad you are enjoying yourself,” Trevor smiled at his teammate. “I can imagine all the sex you guys get,” Moose laughed. “Oh you have no idea,” Trevor laughed in return. “There is someone I want to introduce you to. He is really important and will make the final decision if you join the fraternity or not.” “Cool, let's go him,” Moose finished off the beer and stood up. “Wo, that beer is pretty strong,” Moose suddenly felt off balance as he stood up. Trevor just laughed and placed his left arm around the linemen’s surprisely lean waist. As he guided Moose out of the living room, Trevor grabbed another special beer from Carson and handed it to Bobby. The lineman didn’t protest as he drank more of the strong drink. Moose completely forgot about his jersey, enjoying the air hitting his naked upper body. As they passed Carson and Alex, the two frat brothers could make out the brief lines through Moose’s thin shorts. It was obvious that the briefs were being stretched by his large, round behind. Moose was feeling so good and relaxed by the time they reached one of the upstairs bedrooms. Professor Stone was waiting for the two football players in the bedroom. He was pleased when Moose entered the room. The football player’s large pecs and chisel abs were works of work. “Welcome to Alpha Beta Omega, Bobby,” the Professor approached the tall muscular jock. “Who, who are you,” Bobby “Moose” felt confused and unable to think. “This is Professor Stone, our faculty advisor and master,” Trevor put a hand on Bobby’s massive right shoulder. “Master,” Bobby replied, confused as he looked from Trevor to the Professor. “Just relax, Bobby,” the Professor moved closer and touched Moose’s bare chest. “I’m not . . .” Moose backed away but Trevor's hand on his shoulder stopped him. “Just relax, don’t fight it,” Trevor whispered into his ear and held a wine bottle to Moose lips. “Take another drink. It's going to make you feel so much better. You trust me, don't you.” To be continued